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Chapter 223 Shen Qing
Suddenly someone in the crowd cheered loudly, full of aura, everyone followed the sound and saw a Taoist in a green robe, long hair shawl, and a free and easy temperament came over.

The Taoist was only 50 or [-] years old and looked about the same age as Taoist Master Qianhe, but upon closer inspection, his complexion was fair, but he looked younger.

"Fellow Daoist Shen Qing, why are you here?"

"Qianhe, you are an extraordinary nephew."

Shen Qing?

Hearing this name, Zhang Ziyu couldn't help but look twice in surprise. He didn't expect his uncle's savior to be here.

He looked at it himself, and found that Shen Qing's cultivation was not low, at least at the eighth or ninth level of Foundation Establishment, and it was a little unreal.

The appearance of Shen Qing broke the atmosphere just now, and the thin-faced monk took this opportunity to slip away. If he didn't leave, he would not only lose his face, but he might really offend the group of people in Maoshan.

Others are also walking, waiting and watching, it's not that they are not tempted, but they have to think about it.

Of course, some people stayed.

"Xiao Daoist, I want two bottles of Xiaoyinxue Peiyuan Pill and one bottle of Zidan Bodybuilding Pill."

"Friend Daoist, I want a jade bone sword."

Those who made up their minds took out the medicinal materials directly from their stalls or bags and made a deal with Zhang Ziyu.

Most of them are medicinal materials, but there are also materials such as century-old peach wood and iron essence in exchange.

Qian Meng also took advantage of this moment to pull Zhang Ziyu aside and said, "Brother, I want that black gun."

Zhang Ziyu:?

Is it appropriate to call me brother at such a fucking age in order to buy a black gun?

Zhang Ziyu pushed aside Qian Meng's hand, and said, "No, I won't call brother, I'm still young."

Qian Meng's face darkened, implying that I am old?
Well, Qian Meng accepts his fate, after all, he is a man in his 50s, calling him brother is a bit shameless.

"Fellow Daoist, I don't have any medicinal materials for that black gun, but how much do you think it's worth?"

Qian Meng brought a piece of snow-white fox fur from his booth, Zhang Ziyu touched it, it was extremely soft and full of aura.

"Fox demon?"

"The fox in the foundation building period went down the mountain to harm people, and was slaughtered by the medicine I devised."

Zhang Ziyu's face twitched, this Uncle Qian Meng is really informal, can it be said that the drug is turned over?

Ordinary people mean to surrender or beheaded by themselves, how can they say what kind of schemes they have made, it is really human.

"Uncle Qian, this product is in good condition. If you really want to calculate it, it can only be priced at the same price as the medicinal materials from the 80s. This is because I am good at refining, otherwise the price of refining materials will be even lower."

Qian Meng didn't show any regrets, on the contrary, a look of joy flashed in his eyes.

"Good eyesight and fairness."

Qian Meng laughed and said this, Zhang Ziyu thought about it but felt wrong, this old boy is not an honest guy.

"Do you still have something good in your hand?"

"Hey, not bad, look at this."

Qian Meng took out a small box from his waist, opened it, and found a black bead lying inside, with a strong aroma.

However, Qian Meng held his breath at this time, and although Zhang Ziyu didn't hold his breath, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Centipede Neidan, do you still have this thing these days?"

Centipede is one of the strange animals that are easy to grow inner alchemy. After a year, it is easy to produce medicinal materials such as centipede beads. After a cultivation level, it is easy to grow inner alchemy naturally.

Look at this fineness, at least they are all at the seventh or eighth level of foundation building, it's not easy.

For a person who can refine medicine, the value of this thing is a bit more expensive than the century-old medicinal materials

"My father was lucky enough to meet him, what do you think of this?"

"Counting your 150-year-old medicinal materials, add fox fur to this thing, and you add 40-year-old medicinal materials, and I can exchange the black gun for you."

Zhang Ziyu narrowed his eyes and said, "However, it doesn't necessarily have to be medicinal materials. You should have something else in your hand, right?"

Qian Meng took refining materials such as fox fur as bait. If he wanted to pick a discerning and fair buyer, he would have better things in hand, most likely materials.

"I still have half the body of this centipede spirit, which is more than one meter long. How do you think of the price?"

"Counting 200 years of medicinal materials, you can choose from my other products."

"A tyrant's breastplate and a jade bone sword."

"make a deal"

The two of them negotiated, and they both showed smiles. Of course, the transaction will not be carried out immediately. It will not start until Qian Meng returns to the restaurant to bring half a centipede corpse.

After Zhang Ziyu finished handling the matter, there were a lot fewer people, so he was free to come to Shen Qing and Daoist Qianhe.

"Senior Shen Qing, I'm sorry that this junior has neglected you."

"It's okay, it's the trading place, and I'm the one who interrupted."

Shen Qing was very free and easy and didn't show up in the slightest. He also had Qianhe as his company just now, so Zhang Ziyu was naturally not negligent.

"Thank you senior for your understanding, thank you senior for saving my Uncle Qianhe, senior, if there is anything you like, pick one or two, so that this junior can do his best."

Shen Qing saved Martial Uncle Qianhe, at a young age, he was a benefactor of his uncle, and at an older age, he was a benefactor to Maoshan, and Zhang Ziyu should give gifts as they should.

"What I should do."

Shen Qing replied with a faint smile, and looked at the things in front of the booth.

At this time, there were still people watching from a distance in front of the booth, but there was no one who traded for a while.

Shen Qing said: "I heard from Qianhe that these are all made by you. It's really amazing. I never thought that Maoshan's generation produced such a talent as you."

"Senior has been awarded."

Zhang Ziyu showed a 'modest' smile, but Shen Qing stared at him, but also laughed: "What is modesty, these things are not simple."

"Is there anything you are interested in, senior?"

Without hesitation, Shen Qing nodded and said: "Naturally, those two spears are good, but are they magical weapons made with palm thunder and evil-breaking talisman?"

Zhang Ziyu looked at Shen Qing in surprise, and thought: This senior has good eyesight, no wonder he saved his uncle.

"Senior knows my Maoshan talisman very well?"

"My ancestors have crossed paths, so they naturally understand each other deeply. That's why I said that saving Qianhe is what I should do."

Daoist Qianhe showed a sudden look: "No wonder I see friends so familiar, so there is such a story, I don't know if my ancestors had an intersection with my disciples of Maoshan's generation, maybe my teacher knows about it?"

"I can't remember the past."

Shen Qing shook her head, looked at Zhang Ziyu and said, "Little friend, I want the black and white guns, but I don't have any medicinal materials at hand. What do you think of the price?"

"Senior, I said that I gave it to you, no need for anything."

Shen Qing's tone was firm, but with a faint smile, there was no doubt about it, and said: "How can I buy things for nothing when I am an elder? You can see and then talk."

In Shen Qing's hand, a worn animal skin paper flew over and fell into Zhang Ziyu's hands.

Zhang Ziyu looked down and found that it was a pill.

"Building Kidan?"

Zhang Ziyu showed a look of surprise, and Shen Qing said in a faint voice: "This is the remnant of the Foundation Establishment Pill. Many medicinal materials and even animal blood are difficult to reproduce, but I saw you said that knowledge is the foundation of a monk. Just look at this Is Danfang useful?"

(End of this chapter)