Smashing pots and selling iron to cultivate immortals

Chapter 138 The Battle of Turning Over
Those who are greedy for small gains suffer big losses.

There are many people who have suffered like the shopkeeper of Wanbaolou, and the truly shrewd people will naturally not be fooled.

All the money in this gambling shop is the spiritual stones of ordinary monks. I am afraid that they have received reliable news long ago, otherwise who would make a loss-making business?
Knowing that suppressing Yan'er will win, and everyone suppressing it, who will pay for it?

Even if you think about it with your brain, you can understand the problem, but the shopkeeper of Wanbao Building can't see it clearly.

But also—
Recently, his life has been going smoothly, and the suppressed Xianbao Pavilion is about to close.

It is inevitable to get carried away for a while and feel that you are omnipotent.

What a pity——
Casino at the moment.

The tall and strong Biao brother showed his big white teeth with a smile, grabbed a lot of Lingshi and smiled from ear to ear and said: "This time, the shopkeeper of Wanbao Building may lose his wife and lose his army. You Xianbao Pavilion The shopkeeper Lu is really a good means—"

"Master Biaofang is absurdly praised, and it's not rude to come and go. Our shopkeeper Lu is just following the trend, but I want to congratulate Master Biaofang. This time I am afraid that I will earn a lot of money."

Brother Na Biao laughed when he heard this.

"It's a good one to come and not to be indecent."

After talking about a storage bag, he flew over directly, "Take it, according to the previous agreement, there is not a lot of words, I, Niu Dabiao, keep my word, but promise me the elixir——"

Before he finished speaking, the same porcelain bottle flew over--
The transaction was successfully concluded, and the host and guest had a good time, except for the big fish that was the shopkeeper of Wanbaolou.

Not only that, but what follows is fatal.

At this moment, the Xianbao Pavilion, which has been depressed for a long time, is overcrowded and there is an endless stream of people.

The monks who bought the soul nourishing pill formed a long queue.

However, Jun Guling didn't refine much, and in a day, there were only a few dozen——
Well, it is indeed a bit small for her.

The main reason is that her spirit power can't keep up, but if people outside find out about it, their jaws will drop in shock.

Dozens of pills, at least several furnaces must be refined, not only that, the rate of alchemy must be extremely high.

You must know that the outside world invites alchemists to make alchemy, and the industry rules generally provide three spiritual materials.

Success or failure--
In other words, even if the first alchemy is completed, the remaining two copies will belong to the alchemist.

If the three copies are not successful, the alchemist will not compensate anything——
Why do you have to have three copies? This is a question of the order rate.

No one can guarantee that even one's own furnace can become a pill.

But Jun Guling was different, she refined three furnaces in a row, and the furnace became a pill, not only that, she didn't even have a waste pill.

Otherwise, why do you think Peak Master Zhu's attitude towards her changed 180 degrees?
I almost gave her a confession.

With this single rate, it's just like a god.

But these dozens of elixir seem to be a lot, but when compared with the buyers, it is simply a drop in the bucket.

And Xianbao Pavilion is also very good at doing business.

"It's not easy to refine soul nourishing pills, there is a limit of ten pills per day, first come, first served—"

Following the clerk's shouts, those who bought the elixir were delighted from ear to ear, while those who didn't were very discouraged.

But it's all here, you always have to go around, right?

This turn is fine.

"What? The ultimate magic weapon?"

"God, there is a top-grade magic weapon?"

"Isn't it just a handle?"

"And hold a small auction?"

Just at this time, Xianbao Pavilion directly took the opportunity to launch their top-grade magic weapon, and the crowd immediately exploded.

Everyone is excited.

If the elixir can increase the strength of spirit beasts, then the top-grade magic weapon can increase one's own strength.

The monks who had some spirit stones in their pockets were all eager to try.

And Xianbao Pavilion has long been prepared.

An open space has been vacated long ago to hold this small auction.

And the news flew out like wings, and soon everyone knew it.

The shopkeeper of Wanbaolou couldn't wait to spit out a mouthful of old blood after hearing this.

At this moment, he gritted his teeth and said, "It's nothing more than Yanghun Pill, but where did they get so many top-quality magic weapons? What's going on here?"

Then the guy said tremblingly, "I heard, I heard that Xianbao Pavilion has recently received a batch of top-grade black iron——"

"What? Extreme black iron? How come I don't know about this?"

"Little one, I just heard about the little one—"

That guy was going to be scared to death, this is the news he managed to find out--
Well, guesswork actually.

After all, it is not easy to refine the best magic weapon, even less difficult than refining elixir.

It can be said to be a one in ten thousand chance, unless there is a high-quality black iron——
Therefore, the sudden appearance of more than three top-grade magic weapons in Xianbao Pavilion must have obtained a large amount of top-grade black iron.

And the shopkeeper of Wanbaolou reacted very quickly.

"Soul nourishing pill, the best black iron——"

"Jun Guling——, it must be her, it must be the trick of this bitch from the Refining Peak——"

At this moment, besides Jun Guling, who else could be there?

It is not known how she refined the Soul Cultivation Pill, but she is the direct disciple of Elder Xuyun at the refining peak, and this status is very beneficial for her to obtain the best black iron.

Who else but her?
At this moment, the shopkeeper of Wanbaolou almost hated Jun Guling to death.

But what the world never expected was that this top-grade black iron was also made by Jun Guling, and she made it herself.

Of course, not only the people in Wanbaolou didn't know about it, but even the people in Xianbaoge didn't know about it.

At this moment, Jun Guling was sitting in the largest and most luxurious guest room in Xianbao Pavilion.

Sitting opposite is the treasurer Lu of the Fairy Treasure Pavilion.

At this moment, his face was smiling like a chrysanthemum, and with that courteous attitude, he wished to confess Jun Guling.

"Hey, I really didn't expect it, so you are the little fairy from before, what a great fate——"

But Jun Guling didn't like him, the other party probably had already picked up his own identity.

So, she didn't intend to hide it anymore.

So he smiled lightly and said:

"There is no need for any great fate, according to the previous agreement, shopkeeper Lu—"

After speaking, looking at him lightly, the shopkeeper Lu immediately handed over a storage bag knowingly.

"According to the previous agreement, the accounts owed to Xianbao Pavilion by the little fairy before will be written off in one stroke and written off in one stroke."

"This is the spirit stone of Yanghun Pill, please keep it."

Jun Guling's consciousness swept away, and he couldn't help frowning, "Shopkeeper Lu, did you make a mistake?"

A bottle of second-grade elixir is priced at 150 spirit stones in the market, and the soul-nourishing elixir is made from a lost ancient recipe, and the price is more than half of the price of ordinary second-grade elixirs. Therefore, it is sold for [-] low-grade spirit stones.

Eighty-two points——
Jun Guling took the big head, a total of sixty soul nourishing pills, ten pills in each bottle, only six bottles, and nine hundred spirit stones when sold, and it would only be less or more if it was distributed to her, but This storage bag is full of 1000 yuan spirit stones.

But shopkeeper Lu still smiled like a chrysanthemum, and poured Jun Guling a cup of Yunwu tea graciously.

"It's definitely true. The fairy doesn't know something. My business in Xianbao Pavilion was bleak before. Thanks to the fairy's trust and willingness to sell the black iron to my family, not only that, but with such a good medicine as the soul-raising pill, the first person who thought of it with me The cooperation of Xianbaoge, this spirit stone is not a respect—"

Jun Guling:
After hearing this, she was in a bad mood.

"Please, if you thank me, can you be more sincere, just a few hundred spirit stones, the sincerity of your Xianbao Pavilion is really great—"

Shopkeeper Lu rubbed his hands together and kept laughing dryly.

And Jun Guling didn't bother to talk to him, after all, he didn't suffer a loss in this transaction, although a few hundred spirit stones were not many, they were all given for nothing.

Who doesn't want it for nothing?
only--
"Do you believe in the Wannianweihua that I mentioned to you last time?"

(End of this chapter)