Yunmeng Peak

Chapter 197
The reason why it is so unnecessary to set up a stall here instead of selling the elixir directly in the elixir shop is also very simple.

The elixir shop will give at most [-]% of the original price of spiritual stones to buy elixir from outside. Cheng Qifeng doesn't want the elixir store to earn his spiritual stones for nothing. Anyway, there are still a few days before the auction will be held. Cheng Qifeng is not in a hurry, which is why he behaved like this .

But within a few breaths, a monk in the late stage of Qi training came to Cheng Qifeng's booth, felt Cheng Qifeng's unfathomable cultivation, and knew that the stall owner was in the foundation building state, and quickly asked respectfully: " Senior, what kind of medicine are you selling?"

Cheng Qifeng, who closed his eyes and meditated, didn't think that this late-stage Qi training monk could afford it, but said lightly: "Juyuan Pill, Huayu Pill!"

The pupils of the late-stage Qi training monk shrank slightly when he heard this, and many monks around heard Cheng Qifeng's words and surrounded him one after another.

After a while, more than a dozen monks gathered in front of Cheng Qifeng's booth, but they were all Qi training monks who came to join in the fun.

"I don't know if these elixirs are real or not, and these third-tier elixirs are rare in the market!" a female cultivator said.

"This stall owner must be a foundation-building cultivator from a big family. He wants to buy some spiritual objects in this auction, but he doesn't have enough spiritual stones, so he sells his own cultivation resources!" A yellow-faced Qi-training cultivator turned to the side. The companion whispered.

"..."

Although the voices of the crowd were low, they still reached Cheng Qifeng's ears. With his eyes closed, Cheng Qi raised his brows slightly, and secretly said: "The qi cultivator is also a talent, and he guessed a lot!"

After a while, as the commotion grew louder, several Foundation Establishment cultivators who set up stalls surrounded them.

A burly, middle-aged foundation-building cultivator squeezed away the crowd, took out a medicine bottle, and poured out the elixir. Feeling that the medicine in the elixir was not weak, the corners of his mouth turned up, and he smiled at the doctor with his eyes closed. Cheng Qifeng said: "Fellow Daoist, I wonder how much your Gathering Yuan Pill is worth?"

Hearing this, Cheng Qifeng opened his eyes and said calmly, "Juyuan Pill 350 Lingshi!"

After hesitating for a while, the middle-aged foundation-builder directly bought the bottle of Juyuan Pill, waved 700 yuan of spirit stones in front of Cheng Qifeng, and stepped away from the place.

Seeing this, Cheng Qifeng waved his hand into the storage bag, looked around, saw that no one wanted to buy it, felt a little disappointed, and said to himself: "Looking at the situation, it may take a lot of time to sell all these elixirs! "

After thinking for a while, he closed his eyes again.

After a full half day, someone bought the elixir in front of Cheng Qifeng again, and bought a bottle of blood stasis elixir at the price of one thousand spirit stones.

After that, no one came to Cheng Qifeng's booth to buy the pill for several days.

On the fourth day of setting up the stall, Cheng Qifeng let out a long sigh of turbid air, and when he was about to collect the elixir, a clear voice like a light wind chime came.

"Fellow Daoist, what are the pills at your booth?"

Hearing the words, Cheng Qifeng was really surprised. He raised his head quickly, and saw a very temperamental female cultivator wearing a tulle face and a blue robe. He noticed the faint monk's breath exuding from her, his pupils shrank, and he said to himself.

"Foundation period!"

Cheng Qifeng looked at the temperament of the female cultivator in front of him and knew that the face under the veil was definitely not ordinary, but he was not an evil ghost, he just told the female cultivator in front of him the type and price of the elixir.

After hesitating for a while, the female cultivator poured all the pills in the medicine bottles into her hands and watched them carefully to avoid defective products.

Seeing this, Cheng Qifeng didn't say much, as it should be, if you don't look at anything, just buy it home and find out that it is a defective product, it will be a big loss.

After dozens of breaths, the female cultivator waved out thousands of spirit stones and bought all these pills. Such financial resources really surprised Cheng Qifeng.

The smile on Cheng Qifeng's face suddenly turned up, and he said to him with a smile: "Thank you, fellow daoist, for your support!"

The veiled female cultivator said softly: "You are joking, don't you know that you are an alchemist?"

"Oh?" Cheng Qifeng was a little surprised.

Seeing this, the cultivator who established the foundation said very politely: "It is not the prodigal son of a big family who can sell so many third-level pills at one time based on his personal situation. Which faction cultivated the alchemist!"

When Cheng Qifeng heard the words, his pupils shrank slightly, and he cupped his hands and said coldly: "I didn't expect the fairy to guess all about my details. I wonder what the fairy's intention is?"

The brows were slightly raised on the tight face inside the veil, and he pursed his lips and said, "Friend Daoist, I want you to help me refine a furnace of washing pills, may I?"

Hearing this, Cheng Qifeng was a little puzzled and said: "Why didn't the fairy go to the elixir shop in Fangshi to entrust this task?"

"Nowadays coincides with the auction, and these shops have put their own marrow-washing pills on the auction. If they help me refine the marrow-washing pills, there will be one less buyer for those marrow-washing pills they auction!" Veil The woman smiled wryly.

Cheng Qifeng made a lot of sense, and he also knew why the woman in front of him didn't go to the auction to auction the marrow washing pill.

Once the spirits that are not too bad are put on the auction, their price will definitely increase by more than [-]%. For those rare spirits, such as the foundation pill, they will often be bought for more than [-] spirit stones. Ten thousand spirit stones.

Although the Xisui Pill is not as precious as the Foundation Establishment Pill, there are thousands of spirit stones in the same family.

After thinking for a long time, Cheng Qifeng asked tentatively: "Fellow Daoist, are you ready to refine spiritual materials?"

The veiled female cultivator nodded, and replied softly: "I have prepared it early, can you be sure, fellow Taoist?"

After hesitating for a while, Cheng Qifeng wanted to take over the matter. He had only refined a few furnaces of Xisui Pill, but the materials needed for Xisui Pill were too precious, so the success rate of refining Xisui Pill was too low. It can reach thirty percent.

He is a family cultivator, and special pills such as Xisui Pill are extremely important for the family's divorce letter, so he wants to use this opportunity to hone his alchemy skills.

"Yes, but there is only a [-]% chance. If you believe me, I can help you refine it." Cheng Qifeng said sincerely.

Hearing these words, the veiled woman looked at Cheng Qifeng's appearance but hesitated, after all, she didn't expect the young alchemist in front of her to agree so easily.

If the foundation-building cultivator in front of her just wanted to deceive those spiritual materials, she would be at a big loss.

"Don't know your friend's name?"

Hearing this, Cheng Qifeng raised the corners of his mouth, knowing in his heart what the nun in front of him meant, and said, "I am Cheng Qifeng from the Yunmeng Cheng family in Huaishui County! This is my family token."

After finishing speaking, he took out a jade tablet from the storage bag and handed it to the female cultivator in front of him.

Seeing this, the female cultivator's expression froze.

With a bit of a smile in his tone, he opened his mouth and said: "It turns out that Fellow Daoist is from the Yunmengcheng family. I didn't expect the Cheng family to have such a young third-level alchemist. It is worthy of the name of the alchemy family."

Cheng Qifeng heard the words, smiled and said: "Daoist joke!"

The veiled woman nodded, then swiped out dozens of spiritual materials with strong spiritual energy from the storage bag at her waist, and said, "Friend Cheng, there are also materials for refining three-point marrow washing pills here, so I will do as you said." , no matter what your success rate is, you must give me [-]% of the marrow washing pill!"

"Yes!" Cheng Qifeng agreed to the matter.

After all, there are still two pills in his storage bag that have not been sold, and he said to himself: "If that's the case, I'm afraid that the plan to auction those two pills at the auction will be abandoned!"

"Fellow Daoist, then I will pay Fellow Daoist three hundred spirit stones first. After the matter is completed, I will pay Fellow Daoist three hundred spirit stones. Is it possible?"

Cheng Qifeng nodded when he heard the words, and put the spirit stones and dozens of elixir plants on the ground into the storage bag.

"Fairy, see you here in a month's time!"

The two didn't chat too much, and they stepped away from each other.

After Cheng Qifeng returned to the inn, he did not immediately start refining the elixir. After all, the auction will be held in a day, and he also wants to see the scene of the auction in Tianhefang City. Come on, each refining takes nearly ten days.

……

After half a cup of tea, the female cultivator with white gauze came to a private room of a restaurant.

"sister!"

"sister!"

A man and a woman, two monks in their twenties shouted at the female nun wearing a veil who entered the door.

After the veiled woman closed the private room, she took off the veil on her face.

Looking at the expectant eyes of the two people at the dinner table, a smile was raised on the pretty face, and he said with a smile: "I have entrusted a third-rank alchemist. If there is no accident, the three washing The marrow pill can also be refined into three marrow-washing pills."

Hearing the words, the two monks on the ninth level of Qi training sighed heavily and thanked the beautiful female cultivator in front of them with a smile.

"Thank you sister!"

"..."

After the three chatted for a while, the young monk at the dining table greeted the pretty female nun, and said with a smile: "Sister, come and eat these dishes, they are all the signature dishes of this Maosheng restaurant, and they all taste very good. Even if it is compared with the dishes made by mother, it is not too much."

When the veiled woman heard this, she suddenly became curious.

……

A day later, Cheng Qifeng and Cheng Xiang were seated in the spacious hall in the Tianhe County Auction Hall. Looking at thousands of people around them, Cheng Qifeng said inwardly, "I never thought that one auction could attract so many monks." , it is indeed the top five Fangshi in Luoyang Kingdom, it is so prosperous!"

After half a cup of tea, as everyone arrived, the auction started.

A female cultivator in revealing clothes on the ninth floor of Qi training came to the stage, and many male cultivators stared straight at the exposed figure of the female cultivator.

Seeing this scene, Cheng Qifeng was inexplicably sad, and he didn't care if he let out a long sigh of turbid air.

Soon, the exposed woman auctioned off the first spirit item.

"These ten bottles of second-grade high-grade green spirit pills are sold together. The starting price is [-] spirit stones, and each increase in price must not be less than five spirit stones!" came the crisp voice of the exposed female cultivator.

……

After a stick of incense, the auction items also came to No. 30 eight lots, the third-order low-grade Xisui Dan.

The auction price of this object was 1000 spirit stones, but in the end it was sold for 30 yuan and [-] yuan spirit stones. Cheng Qifeng was a little surprised, and said to himself: "It seems that the female cultivator who entrusted me to refine the marrow washing pill also had foresight !"

Afterwards, several pills of marrow washing were auctioned off, and the price of each one was no less than 1000 Yuan Lingshi.

An hour later, there were finally ten core auction items.

What followed was that the female cultivator who had exposed her Qi training retreated to the backcourt, and a cultivator at the peak of Foundation Establishment stepped onto the stage.

After a brief introduction, the foundation-building peak cultivator waved a book out of the storage bag, and said: "This exercise is called Huaqing Jue, and it can be practiced from the Qi training stage to the foundation-building stage. The price is [-] spirit stones, and each price increase cannot be lower than [-] spirit stones!"

Cheng Xianghe, who was seated in the hall, heard the words, looked at the exercises held in the hands of the Foundation Establishment cultivator on the stage, and let out a long sigh of turbidity.

After half a breath, more than a dozen voices began to quote.

For a while, this exercise book was raised to an extremely high price.

In less than half a cup of tea, this skill book has already reached [-] spirit stones.

Seeing this, Cheng Qifeng was really surprised, but it was also expected. After all, the kung fu is different from other spirits. The kung fu can last for thousands of years, ten thousand years, which is the root of a power.

In the end, this good exercise was successfully auctioned by a foundation cultivator in the private room on the second floor with [-] spirit stones.

As time passed, it quickly came to the last three lots.

The peak foundation cultivator on the stage took out a medicine bottle from his hand, poured out a thumb-sized elixir from the jade bottle, and said to the crowd, "This is a third-rank top-grade foundation elixir, too many I won’t introduce it, low-level ten thousand spirit stones.”

"..."

In the end, to Cheng Qifeng's astonishment, the Foundation Establishment Pill was sold for 7000 yuan in spirit stones.

The next two lots were a fourth-order low-grade spirit talisman and a not-so-weak magical technique.

The prices of the two were sold at 3 spirit stones and [-] spirit stones respectively.

With all the auction items sold out, this triennial Tianhe auction also came to an end.

"I didn't expect that in this auction, every spiritual object needed to refine the sky fire fan appeared. I don't know if I can refine the sky fire fan in this life!" Cheng Qifeng said to himself.

As for Cheng Xianghe on the side, his expression was a little downcast, and he thought to himself: "I don't know where Yutian will go in the future!"

"Ugh!"

……

After dozens of breaths, Cheng Qifeng glanced at the back of the female cultivator who entrusted him to refine the elixir in the crowd. Just as he turned his head to look in that direction, the female cultivator had already disappeared into the crowd.

Shaking his head, Cheng Qifeng didn't think much about it.

……

After half a cup of tea, Cheng Xianghe and Cheng Qifeng walked out of the auction empty-handed.

The two returned to the inn again. As early as half a day ago, Cheng Qifeng told Cheng Xianghe that he had accepted an alchemy mission, and he also told him what was in his heart.

Cheng Xianghe also directly stated that he could stay in Tianhefang City for a longer time until Cheng Qifeng successfully refined the three furnaces of Xisui Pill.

……

Half an hour later, in the guest room, Cheng Qifeng sat cross-legged on the ground, meditating with his eyes closed.

Half a day later, Cheng Qifeng, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, opened his eyes. After taking a long breath, he waved out the dark fire pill furnace and a material for refining marrow washing pill.

(End of this chapter)