Chapter 20

The fourth floor sells talismans, and the fifth floor sells magical instruments.

The magic tools are divided into: magic tools, magic weapons, spiritual tools, spiritual treasures, sacred tools, magic tools, sub-artifacts, and sacred tools, and there are seven levels.

Today's Canglan Continent's weapons can be top-notch when they reach the holy artifact. Dreaming of magic artifacts, sub-artifacts, etc. may come faster.

It's not to say that there are none, but they are super rare, and no one wants to find them if they are not born.

However, Leng Wuyou suspected that the bracelet that concealed her gender might be an illusion device.

The sixth floor is a place for private transactions for some guests. Similarly, the front desk on the sixth floor is the place where items need to be auctioned, and the seventh floor is the auction room.

The Xuanyuan Pavilion auction is a small auction every five days and a large auction every month.

Leng Wuyou came to the photo booth, looked at the empty photo booth, frowned slightly, and was about to ask someone, but before he came, he turned around when he heard an extremely flattering voice behind him, "Fu Er Miss, please, I don't know what Miss Fu Er wants to send?"

Then came the girl's crisp voice, but that voice was ruined by the arrogance and disdain inside, "Miss I don't want to send pictures, it's the alchemist next to me who wants to send pictures, but what he wants to send is two. Pill medicine, you have to be careful."

"It's actually a second-grade medicinal pill!" The receptionist was shocked, and even his voice increased a few degrees.

In Nanling Country, there are very few alchemists, and even if they can only make second-grade medicinal herbs, they will be treated as guests.

"I don't dare to be a second-rank alchemist." The young man in his twenties looked like he was wearing a bamboo cyan robe. His words were modest, but in his tone, his face was full of pride. It is also embroidered with a dull gray pill furnace, which belongs to the alchemy guild to test the grades of the pill masters.

There are a total of nine colors for the marks of the test grade, namely: [-]st rank dark black, [-]nd rank sky gray, [-]rd rank earth brown, [-]th rank water blue, [-]th rank fire red, [-]th rank golden yellow, [-]th rank light white, [-]th rank Bright silver, [-]th grade thunder purple.

The young man who said that he was not a second-rank alchemist was indeed not a second-rank alchemist. The second-rank alchemist was sky gray, and the logo on his shirt was dark gray, which indicated that he had not truly become a second-rank alchemist. , it's just that the second-grade medicinal herbs can be refined occasionally.

At this moment, Leng Wuyou happened to turn around, and the first thing she saw was a girl in a fiery red dress. The girl was pretty good-looking, but she was abruptly destroyed by the arrogance and arrogance on her face.

The first time I saw her, it was because she was an acquaintance. In the original owner's memory, this Fu Lianyin was always looking for trouble. There was no hatred or grudge between them at all, but this Fu Lianyin didn't know what was going on. When I come to find fault, every time I say whether it is big or small, it makes her unable to return it. Every time I see this unruly young lady, Leng Wuyou is always annoyed.

As for Fu Lianmin, she is the second miss of Fu family of the four major families, born with fire and wood, and has the most potential to become an alchemist, so she was spoiled and grown up since she was a child, and thus developed her unpleasant character today. If it weren't for the Fu family who was leaning on her back, I'm afraid that she would have been dealt with long ago because of her trouble-making temperament.

However, I heard rumors that she still has an older sister. This older sister and her are like two extremes. The older sister is gentle and kind, benevolent, and a genius with the four elements of gold, fire, water and wind, but these are rumors that no one has seen. However, I heard that she has been accepted as an apprentice by the second elder of the old school since she was a child.

At this time, Leng Wuyou saw that the medicine pill that the young man took out was only a semi-finished product of the second-grade medicine pill, but the receptionist really had two eyes, which made Leng Wuyou a little puzzled. No matter how precious the medicine pill was, this semi-finished product Can medicinal pills be so precious?Or is this reception a newcomer and doesn't understand medicine pills?

No wonder Leng Wuyou thought so. In fact, medicinal pills are precious, but semi-finished medicinal pills are not precious at all. If they are semi-finished products of high-end medicinal medicinal herbs, they are naturally incomparable with the semi-finished medicinal medicinal products of this low price.

And Leng Wuyou is also the truth. This receptionist is called Zhang Chun, and he is indeed here just a few days ago. He doesn’t know about medicine pills at all. He only heard that second-grade medicine pills are very valuable, so he thought very precious.

He is the son of the steward's distant cousin's family. Relying on the name of the steward, he shows off his power and works in the Xuanyuan Pavilion all day long. If he doesn't look at the steward's face, who will pay attention to him, and he is just an errand, and I don't know how The person even ran to the place where the photo was sent and took the place of others.

After they finished talking and left, Leng Wuyou walked up to Zhang Er and said, "Here, I want to send the pills."

Zhang Er was thinking happily about the second-rank alchemist he had just received, and was dreaming of making a fortune and promotion.

Leng Wuyou's voice interrupted Zhang Er in the fantasy.

Zhang Er raised his head impatiently, seeing a stranger who was not well dressed, pouted his lips in disdain, his nostrils turned up, and looked like the biggest Laozi.

"It's just that you want to send a pill, and don't look at your virtues. What kind of pills can you come up with? I think you don't even know what pills are!"

Zhang Er also couldn't see Leng Wuyou's cultivation, and it was because he was dressed in ordinary clothes that he was snobbish.

It's just that he seems to have forgotten, and he can't see that other people's cultivation is not necessarily an ordinary person, maybe they are stronger than him, or they hide their cultivation.Moreover, what Leng Wuyou was wearing was actually a spiritual treasure. Without the cultivation of a Holy Spirit Master, it would be impossible to see through it.

After listening to this person's words, Leng Wuyou's eyebrows under the mask shriveled slightly, his eyes flashed with impatience, and the aura around his body became even colder, "I said, I want to send a pill." Leng Wuyou spoke again, with a bit of chill in his tone.

(End of this chapter)

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