Blue and White Society

  Chapter 516 Selling Pills

  The first batch of Mo Poor only took a ton of Kun's blood.

  After confirming that only a part of the blood passes through, the Heavenly Dao will adaptively give a corresponding amount of innate qi, Mo Poor knows that this thing is really enough.

  Especially, the Xiantian Qi content in Kun's blood was really high, a thousand times stronger than that of Gun Gun.

  Mo Poor immediately decided to plant all the elixir and spiritual grass brought by these monks, and some even branched out and split into several parts for planting.

   Irrigate with Kun's blood to accelerate growth.

  The various conditions required to grow the elixir are basically not satisfied, it is like planting the linggen lingcao as if it were a potato.

   But even so, under the irrigation of Kun's blood and the ingestion of the innate Qi, it still grew like crazy.

  This is life and creation.

Everything in the world is derived from Taiji, and Taiji is derived from Taisu, Taisu is derived from Taishi's Xiantian Qi, and Xiantian Qi is derived from Taishi's Hunyuan Yiqi .

  It's a pity that if you don't become a Taisu Immortal, you can't use Dao Fruit to refine this kind of qi.

   Still have to take drugs.

   Ning Daowen and the others are just small characters after all, and what they have on them is far from enough for the materials needed in Mo Poor's plan.

   Those need to go to the world of cultivating immortals to collect, at least, you have to get the seeds back.

   Without further ado, after Mo Poor harvested the batch of elixir, he, Lord Gou and Ning Daowen went to a nearby gathering of immortal cultivators.

  On the way, Mo Poor and Lord Gou sailed at the speed of sound in a flying boat made of best metal.

   It was the first time that Ning Daowen saw a monk rushing like this. Mo Poor directly stuffed the flying boat into the gun barrel and fired it with an explosion. During the flight, he didn't control it at all, and just took drugs to practice.

  The little blood left from watering the flowers still left a lot of innate qi, and Mo Poor used this to refine a few furnaces of returning the source pill, so that everyone in the team could step into the Yuan Jing stage.

  After traveling for a day, Mo Poor relied on six pills to successfully return to the source, and the Nascent Soul shattered into billions of essences.

  In the Niwan Palace, countless tadpole-shaped essences permeate like a sea of ​​stars.

   If you observe carefully, you will find that although these spirits are like tadpoles, they are long and short.

  Many long tadpoles and short tadpoles are chaotically wandering in this Niwan Palace.

  Every essence at this level may 'evolve' into a Nascent Soul, but evolution is not advisable. Now that we have taken the path of returning to the source, we should go to the end.

  If hundreds of millions of essences turn into billions of babies, it may be very strong, but that is not advisable, because it is impossible for the human mind to control hundreds of millions. If it is possible, it will definitely lose the only true knowledge of self.

  Then what is the meaning of this immortal cultivation?

  So the immortal cultivators must classify the billions of essences into different categories, and the gossip will reproduce all things and common people, and the hundreds of millions of essences will have to repeat the gossip at this moment.

  Three long tadpoles are Qian, and six short tadpoles are Kun. Two shorts, one long and then two shorts are hurdles, one long and two shorts and one long is distance...

  In this way, the hundreds of millions of yuan essence are divided into positions according to the eight trigrams of Qian, Zhen, Kan, Gen, Kun, Xun, Li, and Dui, forming countless gossip states, and thus entering the gossip period.

   This is a long process, and in this process, those primordial spirits that have become babies must be continuously crushed to keep them in the state of countless tadpoles, because only in the state of countless tadpoles can they return to their original positions.

  Mo Qiong, who was promoted as a drug addict, can't do this kind of thing, because he doesn't have enough mood to practice.

  Therefore, we can only rely on a large number of "Smashing Infant Transformation Pills" to suppress the evolution of tadpoles, and then use a large number of returning pills corresponding to the eight types of heaven, earth, wind, thunder, water, and volcano to complete the process of returning to the source.

  If you only rely on pills to quickly enter the gossip realm, you will have to eat thousands of pills at least.

   It can be said that few people in the entire world of cultivating immortals can afford it...

   Not to mention that no local tyrant will survive the whole process by taking medicine...

  But Mo Poor can afford it, so he can only do this.

  After all, the Dao fruit of the two realms of Yuanjing and Bagua are not easy to shoot. One is like a star sea of ​​hundreds of millions of tadpoles, and the other is in a state of countless gossip, which is too scattered.

  Mo Qiong only relies on the collision of mind and mind, and cannot easily refine all the Dao fruits like dealing with Yuanshen and Yuanying. Therefore, if he wants to cheat and improve as soon as possible, he must use pills to bridge these two levels.

  …

  The Suiye Mountain in the east of the Yu Dynasty has beautiful mountains and clear waters, and the natural bell is beautiful. This is one of the bustling markets in the world of cultivating immortals.

  Twelve Immortal Sects have disciples here to communicate and trade with each other, not to mention countless wild cultivators.

   It took Mo Poor a day to come in a black flying boat, but no one paid attention to him.

  Although Ning Daowen has no cultivation base, it is not eye-catching here, because there are also many people at the scene who brought their juniors who are still in the palace knocking stage.

   "Here! Here is the list. The seeds and medicinal materials on it must be assembled within seven days. Please help me keep an eye on them." Mo Poor handed Ning Daowen a list in the local language.

   Ning Daowen let out a long sigh. He has been to this kind of place many times, but he did not expect to come here as a mortal this time.

   Seeing that he was not in high spirits, Mo Poor smiled and said, "Without a soul, you can't cultivate immortality, but there are thousands of ways, and you may find other pursuits in the future."

   Ning Daowen turned his head to look at Mo Poor and said, "Dongye Boyu is obsessed with mind learning, which seems too pure to me, but I am very interested in what you are doing now. You are not refugees, are you?"

  Mo Qiong smiled without saying a word.

Ning Daowen also said: "You are incompatible with the whole world. Whether it is ideas or skills, or even the many strange things and specialties that you have revealed, they are beyond imagination. Innate qi is worthless in your eyes, and the way of blue and white is nothing. It’s so wonderful. Your background must be inconceivable, and now I fully believe that you can clear up the world of cultivating immortals and establish the law of eternity.”

"Okay, don't brag. Anyway, you will be imprisoned for life. In the future, we will send you to a desolate world to open up wasteland. It may be dangerous, but mortals have their own way. I will pass it on to you. You can study it yourself." Mo Poor Pointing to Ning Daowen, he transmitted a basic knowledge of mathematics, physics and chemistry with the power of the mind that is already extremely powerful today.

  Ning Daowen couldn't help being horrified after hearing Mo Poor's words, a desolate world? This is too much information.

  The knowledge passed on to him is completely different from his previous thinking mode.

  He memorized silently, and then began to guide Mo Poor to buy seeds according to the list.

   "What you want, if it doesn't matter the year or even the seeds, it's available here, but what are you going to buy?" Ning Daowen asked.

  Mo Poor directly took out the medicine gourd, which contained twenty-four pills of returning to the source, and hundreds of pills that were refined along the way.

   Ning Daowen said: "You can buy some, but it's not enough. The quantity you want is too big."

   "Well, let's refine some more. The finished product is worth more than the material!" Mo Qiong laughed.

   "Xiantian Good Fortune Pill? Don't, I don't want to die!" Ning Daowen knew that if Mo Qiong dared to take out the Xiantian Qi, it would inevitably set off a **** storm. Mo Qiong might not be afraid, but he, a mortal, would die if he was even slightly affected here.

   "Nonsense, I must have bought medicinal materials and refined them elsewhere. Think about it, I will refine whatever elixirs are valuable." Mo Qiong said.

  Ning Daowen smiled wryly. These words are too irritating. It is obvious that Mo Poor's technology is poor, but his innate qi is too overbearing.

  Of course the pills are more valuable than the materials. Often one pill is resold and can be exchanged for seven or eight copies of materials. If nine pills are produced in one furnace, it will directly be sixty to seventy times the profit!

  Ordinary alchemists have a low success rate and don't make much money. Only masters and grand masters can earn more, and this kind of sixty or seventy times the profit can only be made by Mo Poor and his group.

  The success rate is 100%, and the cost is only a congenital energy...

   It’s just an innate energy! Thinking about these words, Ning Daowen felt guilty, but he knew that this was really not a cost to Mo Poor and his group...

   "Sell Dan!"

  Find the largest Pill Pavilion in Suiye Mountain, and after selling the Huanyuan Pill and miscellaneous pills on hand at a low price, Mo Qiong left directly with a bunch of medicinal materials.

  Master Gou and Ning Daowen stayed behind, continuing to stroll around the shop.

  The owner of the store is a monk of Xuandong Sect, upon seeing this, he asked, "Is there anything else?"

   "Oh, my brother will come soon, and there are Dans to sell!" Gou Ye said.

  The owner of the store was overjoyed, the quality of the pills he received just now was of excellent quality, but this group of people was in a hurry to sell them, and they only sold them to him at ordinary quality, which immediately made him a big profit.

  Hearing that there were still more, he quickly sacrificed two sets of magic weapon seats and brewed two more pots of ginseng tea.

   Ning Daowen said: "Get ready here, there will be eighteen 'Broken Infant Transformation Pills' later, and I want to change them..."

  He told about the materials he wanted, and the shopkeeper smiled and said, "Don't worry, we have them all!"

   Soon, in just two hours, Mo Poor flew back with Yu Jianfei.

   Throwing two bottles of elixirs away, the shopkeeper inspected them and was shocked: the color is excellent!

  The Shattered Infant Hualiu Pill is already a high-level elixir, and the quality is still so good. There is a master behind this group of people.

  It’s so cheap to sell, you don’t have to think about it, you will definitely accept it.

   "This is what you want..." the shopkeeper laughed.

  Mo Poor rolled up the herbs and flew away again without any nonsense.

  The shopkeeper put away the elixir contentedly, and was stunned when he saw that Master Gou was still here.

   "You are..."

   Lord Gou said: "Oh, my brother still has a batch of Eight Diagrams Guiwei Pills, which are matched with Heaven, Earth, Wind, Thunder, Water, Volcano Ze."

  Ning Daowen added: "A total of eighteen sets, you prepare, we need..."

  The shopkeeper was astonished. The Eight Returning Pills came with a complete set, and there were eighteen sets, that is, one hundred and forty-four pills.

   "Why didn't you send it together before?" He couldn't believe that Mo Poor had practiced it temporarily, because it was so shocking.

   Ning Daowen said: "It's all accumulated over the years and scattered in various caves."

  The shopkeeper nodded and said, "I need to put together what you want."

"it is good."

  Want to buy eighteen sets of Homing Pills, he needs to ask his master for instructions and use the sect's big treasury.

   Immediately left behind a few juniors, and rushed to the master's gate immediately, he wanted to see if this group of people could really come up with so many high-level pills.

   After tossing for two days, he and a dozen senior brothers brought a large amount of medicinal materials over.

   Looking at Mo Poor again, he has been waiting here for a long time.

   "Why so long? I broke up and sold half of it to other stores." Mo Poor said.

   "Don't! Why are you in a hurry! Am I not coming?" The shopkeeper felt that he was at a loss when he heard that it was half the price.

   Fortunately, Mo Poor immediately said: "But I still have five four elixir, do you want it?"

   While he was waiting, he broke up and sold half of it in other stores, and gathered enough medicinal materials to refine a batch of four panacea.

  Everyone was shocked, Four Panacea! This thing has a price but no market. It is usually auctioned, let alone a price increase that has been brewing for more than half a year.

   Mo Poor sold him five as soon as he opened his mouth, and the eyebrows of this group of people trembled.

   "Dare to ask who is your friend?"

  Mo Poor said casually: "Yexiu."

   "Can I meet the senior who made these four spirit pills?" the shopkeeper saluted.

  Mo Qiong smiled and said: "He will go to Yuhuazong in six days. If you want to see him, let your sect master take someone there."

  The shopkeeper nodded, and said in his heart that he must tell the sect master that when the time comes to visit the Yuhua sect, such a powerful alchemist is still a wild cultivator, so he must win over to his sect.

While thinking about it, he bought Mo Poor's elixir, but unfortunately he wanted to buy five four-spirited elixir, even though Mo Poor's asking price was already very cheap, and some of the extremely cherished ones even only needed seeds, but the medicinal materials he brought were still not enough. Can go back again to adjust the goods.

  Mo Qiong said that he was not in a hurry, and that it would be delivered within four days.

   Then he and Lord Gou went to the stores of some other sects.

  Dan for material, material for more dan, dan for more material.

  Mo Poor sold it piecemeal, visited all the big stores in eleven fairy gates, and completed the shopping list several times over.

   Refining tens of thousands of pills in one breath, everything is ready, and Tiandao can start working.

   And in just a few days, he has stirred up the medicine pill market, almost clearing the stocks of the major sects, and the price of medicinal materials has skyrocketed for a while.

  At the same time, except for Yuhuazong, all sects also know that there is a top alchemy master in Yexiu, who will visit Yuhuazong in a few days.

   This matter spread more and more, and finally Yu Huazong naturally knew about it. I went to all the sects, but I didn't sell them, and at that time I was going to visit Yexiu of the Ascension Sect...

"impossible?"

   "Could it be that group of lunatics?"

   "But how could it be a master of alchemy? I inquired, and dozens of four spirit pills appeared on the market one after another!"

   "Isn't it possible that they were refined in the past few days? And those casual cultivators were only in the Yuanshen stage a few days ago. It is impossible to make alchemy without the Yuanying."

   This is a paradox. Corresponding to the visiting time, Yu Huazong and the others can guess that it is Mo Qiong and others who are stirring up the market.

   But it is really unbelievable that those people can become alchemy masters within a few days, and even if they are alchemy masters, it is impossible to refine so many pills in a few days!

   "Where did that group go?"

   "In the end, he teleported away with the medicinal materials and disappeared. It must have used a special escape technique."

   "Go back and report to the teacher, and be ready for battle. I feel something is wrong. They are definitely not the wild cultivators we imagined."

  The people of the Ascension Sect in Suiye Mountain quickly closed the shop and returned to the division, but they were suddenly stopped by a monk in red who appeared suddenly.

  The monk in red had unfathomable Taoism, he didn't do anything and suppressed them so that they couldn't move, and he felt that there was no such pressure in front of the master.

   "The person you are talking about will go to the Ascension Sect in a few days?" the monk in red asked.

   "Two...two days later."

  The monk in red waved his sleeves, swept them away, and said, "Lead the way!"

  …

   p.s: Sorry.

  (end of this chapter)