The value of spiritual grass is determined by the year it grows. The higher the year, the greater its value.
A spiritual herb that is forty or fifty years old may only be worth dozens of spiritual stones, but a spiritual herb that is hundreds of years old will be worth hundreds or even thousands of spiritual stones. The value of a spiritual herb that is thousands of years old is already measured in tens of thousands.
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The old man asked for a thousand-year-old spiritual herb, which caused a lot of discussion among the foundation-building monks present.
Looking at the old man in front of him, Qin Fengming knew in his heart that he had reached the pinnacle of foundation building and thought that he would need a millennium spiritual grass to refine the elixir to help him break through the bottleneck of elixir creation.
"This Huangli Stone is extremely precious. I wonder which fellow Taoist has the thousand-year-old spiritual grass that I need and is willing to exchange it. Please bring it out and let me identify it."
As the old man asked several questions, no one among the more than 20 foundation-building monks present came forward. After scanning the crowd, the old man on the stone platform covered the jade box, waved his hand, and returned it to
He looked at the old man named Huang and said with a smile:
"Fellow Taoist, it seems that the fellow Taoists here do not have what fellow Taoists need. If we come back tomorrow, other fellow Taoists may have the Millennium Spiritual Grass by then."
The monk surnamed Xiang put away the jade box silently, stood up, turned around and walked towards the door of the main hall. It seems that he came here for the thousand-year-old spiritual grass. Since there is no spiritual grass, it is
Without any delay, he turned around and left the main hall.
Watching the old man named Xiang leave, Qin Fengming did not move at all, but still sat on one side, watching the other monks exchange.
The old man surnamed Xiang did not stop on the square, but quickly crossed the square and left the wall directly. Then he flew into the forest on the opposite side, disappeared into the forest in the blink of an eye, and disappeared.
Qin Fengming stayed in the hall for two full hours before slowly getting up and leaving the exchange place.
After paying ten spiritual stones, I found an unoccupied attic in the mountains and forests, entered the attic, and then sat cross-legged on the bed, meditating and resting.
An hour later, the sky gradually became dark. Half an hour later, the sky was completely dark.
Qin Fengming, who was meditating, suddenly opened his eyes, moved, stood on the ground, left the attic without hesitation, and then flew directly to a distant attic.
Standing outside the attic, he reached out and took out a transmission note, whispered a few words, and then flew into the attic with a flash of red light.
With little effort, the attic door opened and an old man appeared. This old man was none other than the old man surnamed Huang who was in the Yibao Hall during the day.
"Since Fellow Daoist Qin is here, please come into the house and talk."
During the day, Qin Fengming had already clearly identified the old man's residence. He was afraid that people would talk too much during the day, so he came here to visit the old man named Xiang at night.
Entering the attic, the old man surnamed Xiang activated the restraint, and then looked at Qin Fengming. However, when he saw that the monk in front of him was only in his twenties, but his cultivation had already reached the early stage of foundation building, the old man's eyes also flashed.
"I wonder if Fellow Daoist Qin came to visit late at night, but what's the matter?"
"Haha, today in the Yibao Hall, I saw fellow Taoist Xiang taking out a piece of Huangli Stone. However, Qin was very interested in this Huangli Stone, so he came to disturb fellow Taoist one or two late at night."
Qin Fengming didn't beat around the bush and said what he wanted directly.
"Haha, since fellow Daoist Qin knows about me's Huangli Stone, he must have a thousand-year-old spiritual grass on his body. Please take it out and let me have a look."
Upon hearing Qin Fengming's words, although the old man named Xiang had already expected this, he was still slightly shocked and said. The monk opposite was only in the early stage of foundation building, but he actually had a thousand-year-old spiritual grass on his body. This made him feel sad.
There is doubt.
"Of course Qin has the spiritual grass, but it is not a thousand-year-old spiritual grass."
"Oh, it's not a thousand-year-old spiritual grass? Haha, then don't blame me. This piece of Huangli Stone I have can only be exchanged for a thousand-year spiritual grass. Even if it is a hundred-year-old spiritual grass, I will not exchange it. It seems that Fellow Daoist Qin is white.
Come for a visit."
Speaking to the old man named Xiang, he stood up, with the intention of sending Qin Fengming away.
"Haha, why are you so impatient, fellow Taoist Xiang? Although the spiritual grass mentioned by Qin is not a thousand-year-old spiritual grass, it does not say it is a hundred-year-old. Don't you, fellow Taoist, even have the interest to take a look?"
Qin Fengming said, ignoring the old man named Xiang, but stretched out his hand, and a jade box appeared in his hand.
Seeing that the other party was still so calm at this time, the old man surnamed Xiang suddenly felt a surprise in his heart: Could it be that the other party had a spiritual herb that was two thousand years old?
Just as he was thinking about it, Qin Fengming opened the lid of the jade box in his hand. Immediately, a strong medicinal fragrance spread out, making people smell it and immediately feel refreshed.
When the old man named Xiang opened the lid of the box, he couldn't suppress the surprise in his heart. He hurriedly looked inside the jade box. After a moment, his face immediately showed a look of shock and surprise, and he said excitedly with a trembling voice:
"The thing in your hands is a five-leaf clover? It must be three thousand years old."
"Haha, yes, this is the five-leaf clover, but the specific year is that it has been around for more than four thousand years. What do you think of this spiritual grass?"
Looking at the expression of the monk at the top of the Foundation Establishment in front of him, Qin Fengming said calmly without any strangeness at all.
"This spiritual herb is so good. Not to mention refining the elixirs for the foundation-building monks to take, even the elixirs are more than enough. Do you plan to use this spiritual herb to exchange for the Huangli Stone with me?"
The old man surnamed Xiang understood in his heart that although his Huangli Stone was precious, it was far inferior to the spiritual grass in this man's jade box.
"Of course you can exchange it, but you have to pay Qin another 20,000 spirit stones to fellow Taoist Xiang."
"What? Fellow Daoist Qin only wants 20,000 more spiritual stones. Okay, I'll redeem it."
Hearing Qin Fengming's words, the old man named Xiang immediately replied in shock. As he spoke, he immediately took out the jade box containing Huangli Stone, and then piled 20,000 spiritual stones in front of Qin Fengming. As if he was afraid that Qin Fengming would suddenly
Regret is common.
Seeing that the other party was so eager, Qin Fengming also smiled slightly, waved his hand and picked up the jade box containing Huang Lishi, opened it and took a look, then put it into his arms, and then handed the spiritual grass in his hand to the old man named Xiang. Then he circled his hand,
The spiritual stone on the table also disappeared.
Looking at the happy expression of the old man named Xiang in front of him, Qin Fengming smiled slightly, stood up and left.
Qin Fengming came to redeem this time. He searched carefully among all the spiritual herbs he had for a long time before finally finding a spiritual herb of the right year.
Thinking about the spiritual herbs on his body, except for the spiritual herbs that were less than a hundred years old obtained by Quzhou Baicaomen, the things on his body were all obtained in ancient battlefields. The spiritual herbs that have grown for tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands of years
long time.
This five-leaf clover is just a branch of the spiritual grass that existed in those years. Otherwise, he really doesn't have herbs that are less than ten thousand years old.