Feng Feiyun was not hesitant and took out eighteen sacks and piled them in the center of the hall.
The Silver Hook Valve Master and Long Chuanfeng were both stunned. Could it be that these eighteen sacks contained spiritual herbs.
Feng Feiyun opened one of the sacks, and a dense spiritual light suddenly erupted from inside. The medicinal energy soared into the sky, and it was dazzling. More than 5,000 spiritual pills rolled out, with first-grade and second-grade spiritual pills mixed together. , there are even rare third-grade elixirs.
Too mixed.
Various grades of elixirs are mixed together.
Spiritual elixirs are very rare things. Even a first-grade elixir can attract those in the divine realm to snatch it. One elixir is equivalent to an extra life.
The second-grade elixir can interest monks in the destiny realm.
Third-grade elixirs are very rare, and giants will buy them.
Fourth-grade elixirs are already considered rare treasures, and even a great sect may not have many of them.
Generally speaking, a first-grade elixir is worth as much as a piece of spiritual stone.
A second-grade spiritual elixir is comparable to ten spiritual stones.
A third-grade elixir is comparable to a hundred spiritual stones.
Of course, depending on the purity and effectiveness of the elixir, the price of some elixirs will be several times higher than the basic price.
"A sack of elixirs." Silver Hook Valve Master added his lips, looking at the elixirs scattered all over the ground, like spiritual beads beating, he was quickly estimating the value of these more than five thousand elixirs. .
"What a prodigal. He packed thousands of elixirs in sacks, tsk tsk." Long Chuanfeng had seen many strange things in his life, but he had never seen anyone carrying a sack of elixirs to discuss business.
Feng Feiyun was sweating in his heart. These were all weird things done by Bi Ningshuai. These three hands looted all the elixirs that had been refined for hundreds of years in the Grand Master's Mansion. Because they were afraid of being traced by the Grand Master, they took away these stolen goods. handed it to him.
Feng Feiyun rarely took these elixirs, so they were always placed in the World Spirit Stone.
Feng Feiyun no longer needs to use these low-grade elixirs.
The leader of the Silver Hook Valve quickly calculated the value of the sack of elixirs and said: "First-grade elixirs, four thousand six hundred and forty-three, second-grade elixirs, seven hundred and thirty-two; third-grade elixirs, Forty-three, roughly estimated value, about sixteen thousand spiritual stones."
"Only sixteen thousand spirit stones." Feng Feiyun seemed very dissatisfied.
The leader of the Silver Hook Clan smiled and said: "This is already a huge amount of wealth. Many large families may not have 10,000 spirit stones after accumulating it for thousands of years. In fact, the spirit pills in your sack are very pure and must have come from alchemy." With everyone’s help, I can give you an increase of two thousand spiritual stones, which will be counted as eighteen thousand spiritual stones.”
"Okay, there are only eighteen thousand spiritual stones, and there are seventeen sacks of spiritual elixirs there, so we can calculate them all based on this number." Feng Feiyun pointed to the pile of sacks in the main hall.
The Silver Hook Valve Master's face suddenly turned green, and there were seventeen sacks of elixir.
When did panacea become so popular?
This is not about selling magic pills, it's just about selling broad beans.
Long Chuanfeng was very happy, because the most lacking thing now was elixirs. After ordinary Shenwu Army soldiers were injured, they could just take ordinary elixirs, but monks with high levels of cultivation needed elixirs to heal their injuries and quickly restore their vitality.
This is definitely an unexpected gain. If Emperor Jin saw so many elixirs, he would be very happy.
In the end, these eighteen sacks of spiritual elixir were sold for 320,000 spiritual stones. This was definitely a huge transaction, and only Silver Hook Valve had the ability to handle this transaction.
"Bring out any good things you have." Long Chuanfeng felt very comfortable. Being able to have a disciple like Feng Feiyun, he, as a master, also felt elated.
Then, under the stunned expressions of Long Chuanfeng and Silver Hook Valve Master, Feng Feiyun took out bundles of elixirs and piled them into a big mountain in the hall. The spiritual energy was so rich that it turned into liquid. The medicinal gas permeates the hall, and you can feel your cultivation level rising "shudderingly" just by taking a sip.
This is the elixir that Feng Feiyun and Nalan Xuejian picked from the major ancient temples in the Kingdom of Heaven. They used their spare time to visit six ancient temples and gave the mature elixirs to each other. Picking, but those immature elixirs are still left in the medicine fields. If all the elixirs in the six ancient temples are really picked, the number will definitely be more than ten times that in the main hall now.
This was something Feng Feiyun had planned in the Kingdom of Heaven.
There are elixirs that are one thousand years old, elixirs that are two thousand years old, elixirs that are three thousand years old... and even a small amount of elixirs that are eight or nine thousand years old.
They were all taken out in bundles, and each bundle of elixirs was tied together with the leaves of the spiritual grass, one hundred plants in a bundle.
"This is purple ginseng that is five thousand years old. There are five bundles of one hundred ginseng in each bundle."
"This is the 8,000-year-old Yuebai Linghua. There is only one bundle of one hundred plants."
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Feng Feiyun was just a "seller of broad beans", but in the blink of an eye he became a "seller of Chinese cabbage".
Even Dongfang Hanlin, the master of the Silver Hook clan who had seen strong winds and waves, opened his mouth wide at this moment and his jaw dropped to the ground. When did the market for elixirs become so bad? They all bought them in bundles.
Little did he know that if Feng Feiyun hadn't found it interesting to tie up the elixirs with Nalan, he would have just thrown all the elixirs into a pile and bought them by weight on a large scale.
Feng Feiyun counted and found that there were 400 bundles in total, with a total of 40,000 elixirs, and most of the elixirs were high-grade elixirs that were scarce and had no market price.
For example, as long as one fire dragon fire from the 9000-year-old plant is boiled into elixir soup, one drop of the elixir soup will be as effective as a first-grade elixir.
Each 9,000-year-old fire dragon fire is worth more than 10,000 spiritual stones.
And Feng Feiyun directly took out a bundle and threw it on the ground like a bundle of cabbage. There were a hundred plants in total, and they were definitely worth more than one million spirit stones.
Long Chuanfeng's eyes turned green, and he rushed forward regardless of the image, holding the bundle of nine thousand year old fire dragon fire tightly in his arms, for fear of being snatched away.
Just kidding, the 9,000-year-old elixir of the Shenjin Dynasty was almost invisible, but there is a bundle here that would drive anyone crazy.
The value of these elixirs that Feng Feiyun took out cannot be estimated in terms of spirit stones. They are simply priceless. Even if they only take out one-tenth of them, they can exceed the value of 1.5 million spirit stones.
Feng Feiyun naturally understands the value of these elixirs. He never thought of taking out all these elixirs at first. The biggest reason why he has taken out all these elixirs now is because he wants to repay them. Long Chuanfeng's kindness to him.
As the saying goes, a drop of kindness should be repaid by a spring.
Kindness is kindness, hatred is hatred.
In the end, Feng Feiyun obtained two million spiritual stones from Yin Gou Clan, which exceeded Feng Feiyun's original estimate. The wealth of Yin Gou Clan is really jaw-dropping. This is the real country with unparalleled wealth.
Long Chuanfeng's eyes were a little red with excitement. Naturally, he knew the reason why Feng Feiyun did this. With this huge amount of elixir, it was enough to raise the strength of the Shenjin Dynasty to a higher level.
"I don't know what unresolved conflicts you have with the empress, but I would like to thank you for the Jin Dynasty here," Longchuan Feng said.
Feng Feiyun was very free and easy. After receiving two million spirit stones, he felt much more relaxed. He finally had an explanation for the female devil. He said goodbye to Long Chuanfeng and Silver Hook Valve Master, and then went straight After walking out of the hall, before he even walked down the steps, he heard someone scolding him.
"Feng Feiyun, big bastard, Feng Feiyun, big duck egg, Feng Feiyun, little egg."
A black line appeared on Feng Feiyun's forehead, and a golden light flew out from the tip of his finger, like a sharp sword piercing into the woods. A scream suddenly came from the woods, "Kill the bird, help me, kill the bird." , there is no way for the king to do it."
A bird covered in flames flew up from the forest. It was only as big as a fist, with a body and feathers like a phoenix, but its head looked like that of a parrot, its beak was like a barb, its eyes were sneaky, and it flapped. It flies very fast with its wings.
Feng Feiyun recognized the bird that scolded him. It was the one from the painting on the wall of Yingoufan's ancestral house. The first time he saw it, it was at the Jinhe Goddess Temple. Inside the oil lamp, because it was burning with flames, Feng Feiyun thought it was the wick.
This bird followed Feng Feiyun and Dongfang Jingyue after they came out of the picture scroll world, and has been following Dongfang Jingyue. Its name seems to be "Yun Ge".
Yun Ge has a mean mouth. As he flies, he shouts: "Feng Feiyun, big bastard, Feng Feiyun, big duck egg, Feng Feiyun, little egg."
"Yun Ge, who taught you these words?" Feng Feiyun stood on the steps with his hands folded and asked with interest.
"Yun Ge, who taught you these words?" Yun Ge imitated Feng Feiyun's voice and tone.
Feng Feiyun narrowed his eyes and said, "It seems I have to teach you a little lesson."
"It seems that I have to teach you a little lesson." Yun Ge stood on his finger, holding a bunch of wings, and he was as magical as the wind and flying clouds. He raised his head and held his chest out, looking stylish.
"Uh-huh."
Feng Feiyun's body moved and disappeared on the spot, but Yun Ge was not caught. It was very alert and flew extremely fast.
Feng Feiyun chuckled, launched his reincarnation speed, and chased after him even faster.
"Ah, the bird is being killed, help me, the bird is being killed, the bird is dead, Feng Feiyun is going to kill the bird." The cloud pigeon screamed as it flew, and the sound was like killing a pig.
Feng Feiyun finally caught up with Yun Ge, but at the same time he saw a person, a woman in white holding a red jade lute. She was sitting quietly under an ancient osmanthus tree, with petals flying around her, some of which fell. Some of the tips of her hair fell to the ground.
White clothes and red lute.
She stretched out a slender arm, with jade fingers as green as green onions, and the cloud pigeon flew to her fingertips, whispering something, and her eyes furtively stared at Feng Feiyun from time to time. It was obvious that He is speaking ill of Feng Feiyun.
The Oriental Mirror Moon wears a white veil, its starry eyes are as clear as water, and as beautiful as a shooting star. Even if the eyelashes are just blinking gently, words cannot describe that kind of beauty.
Feng Feiyun stood in the distance, staring at the woman under the osmanthus tree, his eyes a little blurred.
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Because there have been irregular power outages in the past few days, I can only update from time to time. Starting from today, I will keep updating steadily, which is already the original time.