After the ascent failed

Chapter 46

After leaving the attic, Ye Chunyang did not let Fatty Qian and Tingyu follow, but wandered around alone.

Fatty Qian was a little worried at first, after all, this is not Lindu City.

But when he thought of Ye Chunyang defeating the masters of the four Dao base realms with his bare hands, he knew that he was thinking too much, so he had to leave obediently with Ting Yu after telling the surrounding situation and the details of the Wan Dinghui.

With the flow of people, Ye Chunyang walked all the way west in the venue.

After a while, a huge square appeared in front of me, filled with all kinds of people.

The difference from going out is that the monks here set up their own stalls instead of spontaneously choosing the attic for transactions.

At a glance, Ye Chunyang saw many monks standing or sitting, holding banners in their hands, introducing the items they sold and what they needed for exchange.

For a rare event like the Wandinghui, the monks no longer care about the business of trading as in the past, and pay more attention to the exchange of things.

Things that you don't have may be idle things in the hands of others, so why not do it to benefit others and yourself.

Ye Chunyang looked around, chose a relatively spacious place in the square, walked over and patted the shoulder of an eighth-level Qi refining monk.

"Brother, can you borrow the next banner?"

The eighth-level Qi Refining cultivator was a young man, dressed in dusty gray clothes, and his hair was a little disheveled. He looked like he had been in the scene not long ago.

Feeling someone tap his shoulder, he looked back.

Seeing that Ye Chunyang's aura was vague, as if he had only two or three layers of Qi refining, the young man's complexion suddenly became a little ugly.

But immediately after, a few shiny spirit stones were thrown over, and they immediately beamed with joy.

"Hey, Fellow Daoist wants a banner, I have some here, take it!"

The young man quickly threw two banners over, and happily put the spirit stone into the Qiankun bag.

Afterwards, he didn't look at Ye Chunyang again, and returned to his previous arrogance.

Ye Chunyang took the banner and thought about it, wrote on it the words "Sell top-grade Snow Pollution Pills, buy Black Iron Essence", and then placed the banner in front of him like a young man.

Although the young man had no intention of paying attention, he still gave Ye Chunyang a sidelong glance when he raised the banner.

Seeing this, the young man was surprised.

"Do you have top grade Snow Soul Pill?"

Ye Chunyang nodded.

The young man looked suspicious.

He looked Ye Chunyang up and down, then glanced away with a sneer.

This person was dressed in ordinary clothes, and his cultivation level was even worse. Xue Po Pill had a miraculous effect on the damage of true energy, and it was also a good medicine for Qi refining monks to temper their bodies, which was hard to find.

What's more, it's top grade, even if he is an alchemist, it's impossible to refine it with this level of cultivation.

Most of them are bluffing and attracting attention.

This kind of marketing method of attracting others to visit can be seen a lot in Wanding Club.

It's just that this guy is crazy, he dared to use that high-grade pill as a cover, it's a joke in the world.

At this time, a beautiful woman came over.

The woman looks to be only 26 or seven years old, but her cultivation has already reached the Dao Foundation Stage. She is holding a babbling baby girl in her arms. Cut, very cute.

The woman looked around and saw the banner in front of Ye Chunyang, her expression moved, and she walked over.

Stopping in front of Ye Chunyang, the woman turned her head to look at him.

I saw Ye Chunyang's expression was indifferent and calm.

"Do you have a high-grade Snow Soul Pill in your hand?" The woman saw that Ye Chunyang's cultivation seemed to be only around the third level of Qi Refining, with a bit of doubt on her face.

The baby girl in her arms blinked her big clear eyes, looked at Ye Chunyang curiously, and babbled and laughed from time to time.

"Yes."

Ye Chunyang glanced at the other party, then at the baby girl in the woman's arms, seeing the cuteness of him smiling at him, his expression softened a bit.

"Can you show me?" There was a hint of surprise in the woman's eyes.

Ye Chunyang frowned, took out a bottle of elixir, and opened it to let the fragrance of the medicine radiate.

These Snow Soul Pills were refined by him not long ago, but they are useless after the true energy is restored, and they are just sold to replace some spiritual materials that can be used to refine flying swords.

Through the transparent medicine bottle, the woman clearly saw the three spirit lines flashing in the pill, and her eyes were even more joyful.

"It's really top-grade Snow Soul Pill!"

"how can that be?"

The young man next to him suddenly opened his eyes.

And as the fragrance of the medicine diffused, eyes from all around attracted them, and many people who set up stalls or wandered here all looked at this place unanimously.

"How do you plan to sell these pills?" the woman asked.

"I need some spiritual materials such as the essence of black iron, or innate spirit copper. Each item can be exchanged for a pill." Ye Chunyang pointed to the banner and said.

The woman froze.

What Ye Chunyang said may not be a high-level treasure, but it is extremely difficult to find, and it is difficult for ordinary people to have it. Even if she has some background, she has handled various spiritual materials all the year round, and has never encountered it.

"I don't have these things you need, fellow daoist, but I can buy these pills from you at a high price. What do you think, fellow daoist?" The woman wanted to fight for it again.

"Then I'm sorry, I only need spiritual materials, and I won't change anything else." Ye Chunyang shook his head.

As he spoke, he capped the medicine bottle and put it in his sleeve.

Seeing this, the woman couldn't help but sighed in disappointment.

Finally, she gave Ye Chunyang a regretful look, turned and left with the baby girl in her arms.

"Eyee! Eyee!"

The baby girl was lying on her shoulder, looking back at Ye Chunyang, smiling coquettishly.

Looking into the baby girl's clear eyes, Ye Chunyang smiled slightly, then closed his eyes and sat still.

Next to him, the young man's eyes flickered, but he quickly looked away again.

Not long after the woman left, there were footsteps in front of Ye Chunyang's booth, and a kind voice came, "This fellow Taoist, in the royal tomb of the Miaoshou Pavilion, can we talk about the elixir?"

Ye Chunyang opened his closed eyes, and in front of him stood a tall and straight man in green shirt, who looked handsome, followed by several pretty maids, whose cultivation base was on the tenth floor of the Qi refining stage.

"He is the Mausoleum of Miaoshou Pavilion!"

"Miaoshou Pavilion? Is it the sect famous for refining medicine?"

"That's right, the Miaoshou Pavilion not only has many alchemists, but also has skills in cultivating spiritual herbs. This Wangling is the direct disciple of the owner of the Miaoshou Pavilion."

"..."

As soon as the man in the green shirt finished speaking, a group of people were attracted around him, all of them looked at him with splendor.

"Do you have the essence of black iron and innate spirit copper?" Ye Chunyang asked, looking at the man in blue, indifferent to the words of others.

Wang Ling smiled, and the sunny appearance made people feel like spring breeze, "Fellow daoist, there is indeed a piece of innate spirit copper in the lower sect, but this trip did not bring it out, if fellow daoist is willing to hand over these snow soul pills Give it to me, the Innate Spirit Copper may not be unavailable."

After finishing speaking, he continued: "But other than that, I also hope that fellow Taoists can sell the recipe of this pill to me. Of course, we can discuss the reward of the recipe."

"Yes." Ye Chunyang nodded and agreed, "You can get the innate spirit copper first, then we can talk about it."

Xue Po Pills are just some low-level pills to him, and the pill recipes are of little value, so it doesn't matter if they are exchanged for Xiantian Spirit Copper.

Wang Ling paused for a moment, and said with a smile: "Miaoshou Pavilion is a bit far from Yunlan City, and it will take at least half a month's journey back and forth. You can see if this is feasible. Fellow Daoist, hand over the three Snow Soul Pills to me first, and I will also keep some The treasure is used as a deposit, and when the Wanding Conference is over, I will definitely send the Xiantian Spirit Copper in exchange for the alchemy in your hand, how about it?"

"Who are you in Miaoshou Pavilion?" Ye Chunyang asked.

"I am a direct disciple of Pavilion Master Miao Yi."

Wang Ling said proudly: "Don't worry, fellow Taoist, Miaoshou Pavilion has always kept its promises, and I will not bet on the reputation of the pavilion."

Ye Chunyang was silent for a while, then nodded slightly, "Okay, I can give you three pills first."

After finishing speaking, he took out the medicine bottle and poured out the three Snow Pollution Pills.

There are about ten pills in his bottle, and there are still a lot of three left over to Wang Ling.

Wang Ling himself was also an alchemist, after taking the elixir and inspecting it for a while, he found out that the elixir was indeed of top-grade quality, and he was overjoyed.

"Dare to ask Youzun's name? How can I find a fellow daoist after that?"

Putting away the elixir, Wang Ling cupped his hands and asked.

"My surname is Ye." Ye Chunyang thought for a while, and said, "You only need to come to Lindu City to know my name."

"Lindu City?"

Wang Ling was slightly taken aback.

Then with a shake of one hand, a jade pendant appeared from his sleeve and handed it to Ye Chunyang.

"This is my personal token. Fellow Daoists keep it well. When the Wanding Meeting is over, I will return to the Miaoshou Pavilion. Within three months, I will definitely deliver the Innate Spirit Copper to you."

Ye Chunyang glanced at the jade pendant, shook his head, "No need, I'll just wait for you in Lindu City for three months."

Wang Ling didn't expect Ye Chunyang to behave like this, so he couldn't help being surprised.

But seeing his firm look, Wang Lingxuan took back the jade pendant and said, "That's fine, if that's the case, I will promise."

Ye Chunyang nodded and remained silent.

After Wang Ling said a few more polite words, he also took his leave and left.

Looking at Wang Ling's leaving back, and looking at Ye Chunyang who is calm and composed, many people around laughed, thinking that this man's head was kicked by a donkey, and he gave the other party the medicine for nothing, and even rejected the other party's token.

"Fellow Daoist, this step is not very good."

The young man in gray beside him shook his head and sighed.

"Oh?"

Ye Chunyang looked at him.

"Miaoshou Pavilion has a great family and a great business, but which power in the world has grown up for nothing, and it has been achieved through so much plunder and bloodshed during the period. Although the three top-grade Snow Soul Pills are expensive, if they want to renege on their debts, you So what?" The young man laughed strangely.

"Really? If they really want to renege on their debts, I'd better go to their Miaoshou Pavilion." Ye Chunyang smiled lightly.

Seeing his relaxed appearance, the young man in gray teased.

What is the Miaoshou Pavilion?

Not to mention one of the Dao-based elders who are elusive and elusive, the master of the pavilion, Miao Yi, has a Dao-based cultivation. Even the low-ranking monks dared to make such a bold statement, and they simply didn't know how to live or die.

Although he sneered in his heart, the young man didn't bother to say much, but when he looked at Ye Chunyang's eyes, he faintly showed some strangeness.

(End of this chapter)