The Immortal Spiritual Picture

Gu Changhuan smiled and said:

"My little friend is lucky enough to find a living grass. You know, I have lived for more than three hundred years, and the number of times I have encountered a living grass is only a handful;"

The foundation-building stall owner didn't hear whether Gu Changhuan had any intention of buying the life-and-death grass, but he had to apologize and said with a smile:

"Since senior said I am lucky, then my luck must not be bad."

After chatting for a while, Gu Changhuan whispered:

"Although I really want to do a business with my little friend, if the little friend only has such a life-and-death grass in his hand, it will be better than nothing for me.

Do you understand, little friend? "

After hearing Gu Changhuan's words, the stall owner's eyes lit up, and then he looked around without leaving any trace, and found that many people were looking at them. The stall owner felt a headache, so he had to use secret techniques to transmit the message:

"Of course I still have a lot of life and death herbs in my hands, but there are many people here and my cultivation level is not high. I wonder if I can ask my senior to move to the Linglong Tea House next to the mountain to discuss it in detail in two hours?"

Linglong Teahouse is located next to the mountain peak where Sanxiu Square is located. It is a teahouse with only private rooms and no lobby.

Linglong Tea House is the property of Haoran Sect, and the shopkeeper is a monk from the Zifu period.

When casual cultivators conduct some relatively large transactions, they will choose to conduct transactions at Linglong Tea House.

Although Gu Changhuan didn't know the details, he understood what the stall owner was thinking.

He smiled slightly: It seems that this stall owner is also cautious.

However, if this stall owner really has a lot of life and death grass in his hand, then it doesn't matter if he wastes some time.

So he nodded, shook his head again, and said in a message:

"In that case, I will wait for my little friend to go to the appointment."

After saying that, he flicked his sleeves and strode away.

The stall owner in the foundation building stage was relieved and happy at the same time, but he pretended to be disappointed on his face, as if he was lamenting that he had lost a fortune in spiritual stones.

Seeing his expression, the monks who were paying attention to them all snickered in their hearts, although they didn't show it on their faces. Some even pretended not to be very good, and there was a hint of contempt in their eyes.

Are you the only one worthy of doing business with a Zifuqi monk?

You don't even care what kind of cultivation you are. You are only on the second floor of the foundation building. Even the spiritual objects in their stalls on the seventh and eighth floors of the foundation building cannot make the Zifuqi monks take a second look. Why do you do that?

It's just a second-grade high-grade life-and-death grass. Even if it's rare, how could it catch the eyes of the Zifu monks?

However, the psychological activities of the monks present were naturally unknown to Gu Changhuan who was retreating away. He was busy looking inside the Immortal Diagram to catch any mistakes!

However, this casual cultivator in Haoranfang City is also quite shrewd. He has been walking for half an hour, but he has not gained anything big;

Moreover, he also discovered that the aura of some monks in this casual cultivator square did not look like casual cultivators at all, but more like disciples of a sect or a family.

The stalls of these people were filled with elixirs, magic weapons and other items.

It seems that they are also here to earn spiritual stones.

And often when passing by these people's stalls, Gu Changhuan would not hesitate at all.

It wasn't until almost noon that Gu Changhuan left Sanxiu Square and went to what the stall owner on the second floor of the foundation called "Linglong Teahouse".

When he arrived, he found that the stall owner on the second floor of the foundation building had already arrived.

When the stall owner saw Gu Changhuan, he bent down and saluted.

"Junior He He, I have met my senior."

Gu Changhuan flicked his sleeves

"No need to be polite.

Now that you are at the teahouse, let’s find a private room to drink a cup of spiritual tea! "

When Gu Changhuan said this, He He naturally did not dare to disobey, so under the leadership of the waiter, the two entered a private room.

After Gu Changhuan ordered a pot of spiritual tea, he suddenly asked:

"Can the spiritual tea leaves from your teahouse be sold to outsiders?"

The waiter replied:

"Senior, our Linglong Tea House does not sell spiritual tea. If you want to buy it, you might as well go to the Riyue Pavilion in the market. There are many types of spiritual tea sold in the Riyue Pavilion. I believe you will not disappoint your seniors. ”

Gu Changhuan understood, and then waved him away.

When Gu Changhuan finished drinking a cup of spiritual tea, He He asked eagerly:

“I wonder how much life-and-death grass your senior needs?

There are thirty-seven grasses of life and death in the hands of this junior. I wonder if they are enough? "

One grass of life and death is enough to prepare two bottles of fairy water. Thirty-seven grasses of life and death are seventy-four bottles of fairy water. The price of fairy water in the market is generally more than 15,000 spirit stones, and the highest price can be sold. Out of thirty thousand;

Assuming that a bottle of Immortal Water can be sold for 20,000 spirit stones...

Gu Changhuan felt that he was not far from becoming rich.

But, at what price should he pay for this life-and-death grass?

He thought for a while, took a sip of spiritual tea calmly, and said slowly:

"Thirty-seven plants are barely enough. How about I give you a thousand spirit stones for this life-and-death plant?"

The more expensive second-level elixirs are worth about two thousand spirit stones, while the cheaper ones are only five or six hundred spirit stones. The Life and Death Grass is naturally not as good as the main medicine of the Foundation Establishment Pill, but the price given by Gu Changhuan is still on the low side.

He He listened to the price quoted by Gu Changhuan, hesitated for a while, and then gritted his teeth and said:

"Senior is generous, I wonder if this grass of life and death can be added with two hundred spirit stones?

The junior's cultivation level is low, and he almost lost his life in order to obtain these grasses of life and death. "

Gu Changhuan stroked his fake beard and said:

"There are no more spirit stones, but I have some pills that can improve your cultivation. I will give you two bottles. How about that?"

After Gu Changhuan finished speaking, he waved his hand.

Three or four bottles of pills appeared on the table.

Some of these pills were made by him, and some were seized by him. The sources were different, but he didn't need them anymore. Now it's a good choice to use them to replace spirit stones.

He He was a little disappointed at first, but after seeing the pills, he became excited again.

"Thank you for your generous gift."

After He He finished speaking, he patted the storage bag on his waist, and several jade boxes flew out of it.

"You are quite sensible. These pills are enough for you to practice to the fifth level of foundation building."

Gu Changhuan said to He He while checking the condition of the life and death grass.

He He was also very surprised. He didn't know how to make elixirs, so the life and death grass was useless in his hands. Now that these life and death grasses were turned into spirit stones and elixirs, he could relax and retreat for a while.

After counting, Gu Changhuan took out a bag of spirit stones and handed it to He He.

After a quick count, He He said a series of flattering words, but he was also quite tactful and did not try to find out Gu Changhuan's identity.

After listening to the good words for a while, Gu Changhuan waved his hand and sent him away.

In the next few days, Gu Changhuan would come to the Sanxiu Square from time to time to stroll for a few hours, but unfortunately, there was no big harvest. It was rare to accidentally harvest a third-level spirit medicine, and he had never seen anything like elixir recipes or wine recipes.

What bothered Gu Changhuan the most was that after a few days, the three people Gu Changhuan hired at the beginning never found any traces of Gu Changqing and Gu Changde.

On the afternoon of the fifth day after the Gu family arrived at the market, when Gu Changhuan was walking from the Sanxiu Square to his residence, he suddenly found a group of cultivators gathered on the main road not far away, as if they were watching something.

No matter what they were watching, Gu Changhuan, who was in a bad mood, didn't have the leisure to join in the fun.

Just when he wanted to take a detour, he suddenly heard someone whisper:

"Is that the cultivator of the Yan family? It doesn't look that great! It's just that the mount is a little more majestic!"

Yan family.

Gu Changhuan's mind moved when he heard these two words and stopped.