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"What price does Miss Shuanghua plan to buy?" Zheng Lin asked, which is what he is most concerned about now.As for the quantity of soul-condensing incense, that's another story.The price is not right, Zheng Lin will not sell a single one.

This soul-condensing incense can raise the monk's soul power to a higher level, which is as valuable as any elixir for those monks who suffer from being unable to break through the realm.

When Zheng Lin took Soul Condensation Fragrance, his soul realm was too low, so he was directly raised so much; if he was taking it by a master in the dual soul stage or the void return stage, he would only be raised by one rank.

Miss Shuanghua pondered for a while, and after exchanging glances with the old man, she said: "To be honest, since you can call out the name of Ninghunxiang, you must know its medicinal effect. The refining method of this Ninghunxiang, It has been lost in the world of cultivating immortals for many years, so... the value of a piece of soul-condensing incense is definitely much higher than a high-level mysterious weapon for super masters such as returning to the void or loose immortals and loose demons; The cultivation level is also very useful for ordinary monks. After all, no matter who it is, there will be bottlenecks in the misty journey of cultivating immortals, especially the bottleneck of the soul realm, which may shackle the monks for a lifetime. This makes the value of Ninghunxiang It seems so precious.”

"Sister Shuanghua, you've said so much, but I still don't know how much spirit stones this incense is worth." Xiao Ling rested her chin on her hands, her eyes shining brightly on her dirty cheeks.

"Uh... Well, in fact, the world of cultivating immortals doesn't have an accurate estimate for Soul Concentrating Incense. If the two of you only sell one piece of Soul Concentrating Incense, we are willing to pay [-] top-quality spirit stones to buy it."

"Pfft..." Zheng Lin choked again.He guessed that it would be worth a lot of spirit stones, but he didn't expect it to be worth so much. At the same time, he couldn't help counting the number of soul-condensing incense in his storage bag.

"How much is one hundred thousand top-grade spirit stones?" Xiao Ling was much calmer than Zheng Lin. After hearing Miss Shuanghua's quotation, she only showed some doubts.

But Xiao Ling's question was also difficult to answer.How much is one hundred thousand top-grade spirit stones? This concept is really difficult to explain clearly to people like Xiao Ling who don't know the number of spirit stones.

"Of course, if the two of you are willing to sell more, we can raise the price appropriately." Miss Shuanghua continued.

When she was speaking, although the veil covered the changes in her face, her eyes unconsciously revealed a strong look of expectation, and the jade hand that was caressing the teacup was also trembling slightly.

"How much do you need?"

"As much as you want!"

Just as Zheng Lin asked, Miss Shuanghua couldn't wait to answer.At the same time, the trembling of her body changed from almost imperceptible to clearly visible, and even the Eight Immortals table in front of her moved accordingly.

"Sister Shuanghua, what's wrong with you?" Zheng Lin and Xiao Ling stood up one after another, and Xiao Ling asked with even more concern.

The old man behind Miss Shuanghua quickly supported her.She supported the table with her hands and struggled to stand up, the light in her eyes was mostly dimmed, there were still tiny beads of sweat oozing from her forehead, and she looked very tired.

The old man helped Miss Shuanghua to the side of the jade bed that was still bubbling with cold air, and made her sit cross-legged upright, and then the spiritual light flashed from her hands, slowly penetrating into her body from her back.

"Brother, what happened to Sister Shuanghua?" Xiao Ling asked Zheng Lin puzzled.

"Hush...Maybe it's due to the old illness, let's wait for a while." Zheng Lin pulled Xiao Ling to the wooden chair and sat down. He knew that the old man should be healing Miss Shuanghua, so he was a little worried about being naughty. Xiao Ling ruined other people's affairs.

Through the veil, Zheng Lin saw the sweat running down the old man's face, his closed eyelids were trembling all the time, and more and more spiritual power was coming out of his palms.

The entire ice bed was even more chilly, but Miss Shuanghua's body was flashing with a white aura for a while, and a fiery red aura for a while.The two colors of brilliance can't stop rotating, they seem to rely on each other, and they seem to suppress each other, which is very strange.

This situation continued for two hours, but the old man didn't stop, even though he was in a desperate state.Judging from the fluctuation of the spiritual power of the old man when he released it with all his strength, Zheng Lin reckoned that the old man's cultivation should have reached the stage of returning to the void, and a monk at the dual-soul stage could not emit such a powerful fluctuation of spiritual power, let alone such a long-lasting one.

And Miss Shuanghua's aura is quite messy now, Zheng Lin can't judge her cultivation base at all, but at least it can be seen that she must have a cultivation base above the early stage of twin souls.

After such a long treatment, Zheng Lin naturally wouldn't just stare at it all the time. When he lost his mind, Xiao Ling walked to the ice bed and looked suspiciously at Miss Shuanghua who was concentrating with her eyes closed.

"Fire spirit? How could there be a fire spirit?" Xiao Ling's face was full of doubts.