Rebirth of the strongest Immortal Venerable - Chapter 551
Chapter 551
“Although I don’t know much, I don’t worry, Brother Xuan, I will tell you one by one if I know–” Lin Mozhu said.
Along the way, Lin Mozhu kept talking, telling Lin Feng everything she knew, from which Lin Feng got some useful information, but not much, fragmented, and could not be put together, but finally there was Some eyebrows and directions.
In the afternoon, the two appeared in the largest medicinal material market in Mohai.
There is also a shop in Mohailin’s family here, but it is much “shabby” compared to the other major forces that sell medicinal materials for a living.
However, this is not the main business of Mo Hailin’s family after all, and it is understandable.
“Shopkeeper Tong, take two good ginsengs, and send them to the house, and let them kill two black-bone chickens. When I go back, I want to stew the soup for my brother Xuan to drink.” Lin Mozhu told the shopkeeper Tong.
“Miss, don’t worry, it’s definitely a good old ginseng.” The shopkeeper Tong agreed.
Lin Feng turned around and shook his head secretly. Although there are many precious medicinal materials such as ginseng and velvet antler in the shop, they can only be regarded as ordinary medicinal materials. They have no spirituality and are a little disappointed.
He also wanted to make use of his paternal status to make a batch of medicinal materials and then refine a batch of pill.
“Sister Mo Zhu, let’s just go shopping together, how about?” Lin Feng asked, Lin Mozhu naturally willing.
Lin Feng seemed to be wandering, but in fact he quietly turned on his perception, secretly looking for some psychic medicinal materials, but he was disappointed in the result. In a big medicinal material market, psychic medicinal materials are rare and rare.
There is a crumpled Polygonum multiflorum plant that is considered a panacea, but it contains only a trace of spirituality, which is so pitiful that it is difficult to get into his eyes.
There is a yellowing hay, but it is an extremely rare tiger bone grass, which can strengthen bones and strengthen vitality. It is just too long, the storage method is wrong, the efficacy of the medicine has long been lost, and it is no different from a weed.
——
After shopping for a long time, I only found a low-grade spirit grass——Concentration Grass, which can refine a strand of Concentration Pill, which can nourish the spirit, and also has certain help to the improvement of spiritual power.
“My little brother has good eyesight. This is a grass that has been rare in a century. According to the Yellow Emperor’s Internal Classic, this grass is extremely rare and has the effect of waking up the mind and calming the mind. People who are irritable can calm down as long as they consume this grass. It is the nemesis of anger, a necessary choice for people who are irritable and irritable.”
The drug dealer owner is a middle-aged man in his early forties, with two-handed beards and small eyes, but very savvy. Seeing that Lin Feng is interested in this grass, he talks like a river of words. Skyrim.
“Ask a price?” Lin Feng said.
“Five thousand per plant!” the drug dealer said.
“Five thousand?”
Lin Feng hadn’t spoken yet. Lin Mozhu on the side was unhappy. She had learned about this business. Some profiteers sought out some weird flowers and plants, and then cited the classics, made some famous names, gilded them, and sold them at sky-high prices for huge profits.
It is a method used by some profiteers and only makes a one-off sale.
Lin Mozhu sneered, “This grass is just a little peculiar in appearance. Isn’t it not necessarily the awakening grass recorded in the Yellow Emperor’s Internal Classic? We really think we are Xiaobai, don’t you understand the trickyness in it, right?”
“Haha. It turns out that this girl is a connoisseur.” The drug seller laughed and said: “Since she is a connoisseur, then don’t say so many polite words, let us make a thousand yuan, how about?”
“I want all three plants, ten thousand yuan!” Lin Feng said.
“Haha, this little brother knows the goods.”
The drug vendor’s eyes were glaring, and he quickly agreed: “Okay, three plants for ten thousand yuan, the deal.”
“Xuandi——”
Lin Mozhu was anxious, winked at Lin Feng, but Lin Feng shook his head and whispered: “Sister Mo Zhu, this grass is of great use to me, it’s worth the price!”
He is a magnificent fairy, how insightful, he recognized the concentrating grass at a glance, no doubt, although it is inferior, but it is rare on the earth.
In fact, the concentrating grass is not too useful to him, but it is of great use to the king of the soul.
On the Devil Mountain, darkness struck, and the King of Soul launched a spiritual storm to fight the Kamikaze Power Grid alone. The spirit dried up, but he refused to give up. At the cost of overdrafting his life, he finally won a chance for Chen Dufu, the King of Fighting, and they are respected. .
At that time, if it hadn’t been for Lin Feng’s move, she would have died out.
Rao is so, she also paid a huge price.
The blue silk turns white hair!
Although she never said it, Lin Feng knew that she was very concerned, especially when facing the strange gaze around her and pointing.
Now that he has the Concentration Grass, he can refine a furnace of Concentration Pill, which can repair the mental wounds of the King of the Soul, and supplement it with a vital medicine to turn gray hair into blue silk.
“Okay.” Lin Mozhu replied helplessly, paying to leave.
Immediately, the two of them visited a few more stalls, and found nothing good. Lin Feng was quite disappointed, shook his head, and planned to leave.
But at this moment, a fluctuating psychic aura that Ruoyouruowu attracted Lin Feng’s attention, stopped and looked towards an inconspicuous corner.
In the corner, there was a small stall. The owner was a little girl in ragged clothes. There was a woman with a sallow complexion lying beside her, her face was lifeless, her lips were black and purple, and she seemed to be alive soon.
Compared to other stalls, the small stall less than one meter is too simple and simple. There is a rag on the floor, three ginseng plants are neatly placed, and there is no gorgeous box as decoration.
Among them, the largest plant was no more than the thickness of a thumb, with a layer of soil, like a shrunken radish, but it attracted Lin Feng’s attention.
Lin Feng sensed a strong vitality, and quickly determined that this is a middle-grade elixir that can emit such strong spiritual fluctuations, at least a thousand-year-old ginseng.
Lin Feng did not expect that before he left, he encountered a middle-grade elixir. He felt joyous, strode forward, looked at the little girl, and asked with a smile:
“Little sister, how do you sell these medicines?”
Puff!
The little girl’s eyes were clear, like a mirror, without a trace of impurities. She raised her head and looked at Lin Feng. After a moment of shock, she actually plopped and knelt down, her beautiful eyes begging, her voice choked, and said:
“Big brother, you, can you buy all of my medicines, I, I only need 10,000 yuan, okay?”
The little girl spoke with a cowardly voice, with a slight lack of confidence, with a pleading color.
“Huh?” Lin Feng frowned, looked at the girl, and said hurriedly: “Little sister, what are you doing, get up quickly.”
Seeing Lin Feng hesitate, the little girl showed anxious expression, and said, “Big brother, these ginsengs are all dug deep in the mountains. Although they are a little bit smaller, I can guarantee that they are real ginseng. It’s not a radish beard—”
Lin Feng glanced and saw the girl’s bloody hands. He couldn’t help but feel pitiful. He glanced at the dying woman next to the girl, and he immediately understood everything.
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