Pawnshop Xiao Er wants to become immortal

Chapter 831
In the past few years, the several Hundred-Turn Pure Infant Pills refined by Fang Yan were not sold in the Pill Hall, and they came in handy at this time, instead of urging the other party, Fang Yan just quietly waited for his investigation. Naturally, he has full confidence in the dialect that he has refined for the Baizhuan Ziying Pill that he has personally tried.

It wasn't until the other party withdrew his consciousness that Fang Yan asked slowly, "How?"

The distracted cultivator raised his head, showing some satisfaction and said: "The color is excellent, it can be called the best."

"Should fellow daoist let me see Xingji Refined Iron?" Seeing that the other party didn't seem to be returning the jade bottle, Dialect didn't say anything, and then mentioned the spiritual material he needed.

"Okay, please, fellow daoist." While speaking, the distracted cultivator flicked his finger, and a black light shot at the dialect.

After getting it into his hands, Fang Yan saw a finger-sized piece of jet-black fine iron sealed by several layers of runes, and Fang Yan was not polite at all. Even if he played a few tricks to break the sealing runes, he sensed the block The aura emanating from the black fine iron is not much different from the Xingji fine iron mentioned in the classics.

It’s just that dialect has only heard about this kind of spiritual material, and I haven’t seen it with my own eyes. I can’t confirm whether this is what I need for a while, but dialect has helpers. When it comes to understanding Xingji Jingtie, Even in the entire Xuanlan domain, it is hard to say how many people are more profound than Hu Taoist in the star burial robe.

"Hu Daoist, let's see if this thing is what you need."

"That's right, it's Xingji fine iron, or Xingji fine iron of excellent quality. As long as there are a few pieces, the star burial robe can be restored to its original state." Daoist Hu's joyful voice immediately sounded in the dialect consciousness .

Ignoring Taoist Hu's excitement, Fang Yan immediately said to the distracted cultivator opposite, "Fellow Daoist, do you know how much of this star-extreme iron you have in your hands?"

"This? Don't hide it from fellow daoists, this is the only piece." Hearing the words in dialect, the distracted cultivator paused for a moment and then said.

Dialect's face darkened slightly: "Fellow Daoist, are you joking, is it possible that Fellow Daoist wants to exchange this piece of Xingji refined iron for me for a hundred-turn pure baby pill?"

"Fellow daoist, calm down. Of course, I don't mean that. This piece of Xingji fine iron is not worth half a grain of elixir, but I will make up the difference with spirit stones, or what fellow daoist needs. Other spiritual materials, as long as I can find them, I will definitely find them for fellow Taoists, what do you think." Hearing the slightly angry words of the dialect, the distracted cultivator said calmly.

"Hehe, fellow daoist, you are joking. Could it be that fellow daoist thinks that I can't exchange for spirit stones with the Hundred Turns Infant Pill, or do you think I will lack spirit stones?" .

"Buying and selling, Taoist friends don't lack spirit stones, you still need spirit materials." The distracted monk still said slowly while holding the jade bottle in his hand.

"In addition to the Xingji fine iron, I really don't lack any spiritual materials for the time being. If you don't have any more Xingji fine iron, you can just return the elixir, or I can also use the spirit stone to make this Buy a piece of Xingji refined iron." Dialect could see that the other party really didn't seem to have any extra Xingji refined iron, and he didn't want to bargain with him anymore, so he shook his head and said, but in the end he said the same words as the other party.

"If you need a spirit stone, wouldn't it be better for me to put it on the auction directly, and the price can be higher." Hearing the words in the dialect, the distracted monk also showed a bit of anger, intentionally or unintentionally showing He lost the power that he only had in the middle stage of distraction.

Sensing the movement of the other party, Fang Yan's expression turned cold, and he said in a low voice: "Why, is it possible that Fellow Daoist still has the heart to use power to overwhelm others?"

This is the city of Emperor Zhan, but it is not comparable to those small cities of cultivation like Canglan City or Canglan City. Since the establishment of the city, no monk has ever dared to buy and sell here. In terms of things, Zhandi is not so easy to provoke.

"Fellow Daoist, you were joking." The distracted cultivator held back his aura, but he still had no intention of returning the jade bottle. After a short pause, he said in dialect again: "Fellow Daoist, this Hundred-Turn Pure Infant Pill I really need it urgently, why don't fellow daoists wait for a while, and then I can replenish the rest of the Xingji refined iron?"

Hearing the words, Fang Yan raised his head and said, "If you want to buy it, that's fine. I'd rather trust the auction house."

"Auction house? Even though fellow daoist didn't say it clearly just now, I can tell that what fellow daoist needs is probably not just one and a half yuan. It’s not necessarily true that you won’t receive even one piece.”

"Oh? That means you have a collection channel? How about this, if you tell me where you can collect Xingji refined iron, plus this small piece of Xingji refined iron right now, it will not be a hundred-turn pure infant pill You take it."

"This?" Hearing this, the distracted cultivator hesitated a little. It is true that the Hundred Turns Infant Pill is needed, but the place where Xingji Iron is produced is the source of his spirit stone for a long time.

In fact, what many people don’t know is that over the past few years, more than half of the Xingji refined iron that appeared in the auction in the city of Zhandi was provided by the monk in front of Dialect, relying on his knowledge of a The place of production can be described as unique.

At this moment, the distracted cultivator is thinking about the pros and cons. If it was in the past, he would definitely refuse it. However, in recent years, there has been less and less star iron there. If you want to gain more, you need to go deeper and more dangerous. Even if he doesn't tell others at this time, he will need to find a helper to act when the time comes. No matter how good the relationship is with colleagues, the secret that two people know is not a secret, and sooner or later others will know it.

This distracted cultivator has also thought about it for a long time. The only thing he hesitates at the moment is whether it is worth releasing the news now for a hundred-turn pure baby pill. There are many, but there is still no harvest in hundreds of years. It is rare to enter that place without the strength of the middle stage of distraction. This monk is not worried that the dialect with only the early stage of distraction will compete with him, but It's hard to say that there won't be a sect behind the distracted cultivator. Even if there is no sect, he will definitely know a few mid-stage distracted monks. Belong to your own Xingji Refined Iron.

Seeing the other party thinking about it, he was obviously tempted, and dialect didn't urge him. In fact, the price of Baizhuan Ziying Pill is precious because of its market price. In the eyes of dialect, Baizhuan Ziying Pill is not as precious as other people's eyes. If the other party didn't save it at the beginning The intention to force the purchase, and then even more pressured others with arrogance, and Fang Yan might not be able to make a deal with him, but Fang Yan did not expect that the other party would actually have the intention to sell the place of origin of the spiritual object in the end.

After thinking for a while, the distracted monk made a final decision, raised his head and said in a deep voice to the dialect: "Okay, I will tell you about that place, but you need to swear by your heart demon that you will not tell anyone else about that place. "

"Hehe, it seems that Fellow Daoist is not sincere. If so, there is no need for you and me to talk anymore." Fang Yan said with a smile. The material made this kind of demon oath to go out. Otherwise, if the oath was accidentally broken, the demon would backfire, and even if Youdao Shenmu raised his state of mind to an extremely high level, it would be hard to say that he would definitely be able to overcome it.

"500 years, as long as you swear not to disclose this news to others within 500 years, we will make a deal."

Dialect still shook his head upon hearing the words.

"300."

Dialect still shook his head.

"100."

After some bargaining, Dialect finally made an oath, promising that the other party would not reveal that place to others within a hundred years, but he did not swear by the demons. It's a lot lighter, at least you don't have to worry about dying because of breaking the oath.

Handing over money with one hand and goods with the other, Fang Yan took a finger-sized Xingji fine iron, left the secret room with a piece of news, and walked towards the counter. As a matter of fact, Dialect can't guarantee when he will be free to go. It would be best if he could receive enough Xingji Refined Iron through the auction house.

"Hmph, a hundred years is enough, as long as there are no middle-stage monks who are distracted, so what if a monk who is an early-stage distracted goes." Dialect who left didn't know that in the secret room behind him, he had just obtained a hundred-turn The distracted cultivator of Ziying Pill showed a somewhat stern look in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)