Everyone is Secretly in Love with Me

After having spiritual power, finding the cultivation market is easy. The spiritual power that Lin Zhizhi recovered from the loss was more refined than before, and it only took a while to arrive at the market closest to Biyun Gate.

People came and went on the street, and there were groups of buildings on both sides, and casual artists set up stalls on the ground.

Compared with Zhonglu in this respect, Yuntian Continent has nothing special - it's just that the volume of elixir bought and sold is larger in comparison. And because it is a marginal continent, the remains of wild spirit beasts can be seen everywhere.

Lin Zhizhi walked half a street, looked at the casual repair shops, and finally walked into the most luxurious panacea.

The interior of this panacea pavilion is huge, divided into three floors, the lowest level belongs to the public reception area, and there are many people coming and going. Lin Zhizhi came to a teller and knocked on the table with his finger: "I want to take a look at your pill."

The teller was a young guy, and he looked at Lin Zhizhi from start to finish—the dark blue robe worn by the young master of the Lin family, with black piping studded with extremely fine gold threads, and the lacquer hair and ink eyes that contrasted with each other, appearing elegant and dusty. . This dress is very rare in this area, maybe it is the son of the family from the twelve sects of Tianyun... It is best to be the one who is not deeply involved in the world.

The guy vaguely felt that he was about to make a big deal, he lost his eyes, and quickly led the black-haired boy in front of him to the pill cabinet. There were famous posts introducing the name and effect of each pill: "These are all It is a popular medicine. If you need something better, I will take you to the second floor."

Lin Zhizhi calmly moved his eyes away from the favorability of the other person's [Xiaogua, favorability index 55, attitude to be taken advantage of]-browsing the pills.

The body refining pills, Dali pills, and Yunwan pills that I have never seen before...Hey, there are also Peiyuan pills here...

It is indeed somewhat different from Zhonglu, except for the price-no matter which continent it is in, the spirit stone is the same. As the leader of the younger generation of Zhonglu (although he has not officially defeated a few people), Lin Zhizhi's spirit stones in the universe ring can be thrown out at will can kill the casual repairs on the roadside.

"Does Dan Fang have it?" he asked.

Xiao Gua's eyes brightened, and his favorability immediately increased by ten, feeling that his performance today is expected to rise. He immediately led Lin Zhizhi up to the second floor and explained with a smile: "We do have a few pill prescriptions here, but pill prescriptions, the price is much more expensive than the pill."

Lin Zhizhi nodded indifferently and followed him to the second floor.

The second floor has to be much cleaner, and a luxurious screen is placed just before entering the building. The appearance alone is a wonderful workmanship. There was still aura of aura flowing on it, and it was a valuable artifact.

There were only three people on the second floor. A man in Tsing Yi stood with his back at the window, with a sword wrapped in cloth on his back, looking up at Yushu Linfeng. He had a handsome face, but his expression was slightly cold, he was listening to the beautiful woman next to him.

There was an old man next to them, with a long white beard and wearing a red Tang suit. The whole person looked kind and kind. Seeing Lin Zhi coming upstairs, the old man looked at him and greeted him with [Qian sign Min, favorability index 20, attitude as a guest]: "Who is this guest?"

"Old Qian, he wants to buy pill and medicine." Xiaogua said respectfully to the old man.

"I wonder what type of pill and prescription does this fellow Taoist want?" Old Qian waved his hand to sign Xiao Gu to go down, and asked Lin Zhizhi.

The black-haired boy thought for a while: "Pills need to condense aura. As for the pill, is there something more suitable for beginners? And the pill and materials-if you can, take one together."

Old Qian realized that this kid might be a young master who wanted to start learning alchemy-it's only a pity that he just started at this age, and he was almost destined to have little success on the path of alchemy. Thinking of this in his mind, Qian Lao still smiled and carried out Amway: "I happen to have a medicine pot suitable for beginners here. It is made of 100-year-old profound stone and smelted with the elixir fire. It is a rare spiritual weapon. ."

He took Lin Zhizhi around the screen and came to a secret room, and took out a finely carved black square tripod from the jade box and placed it on the table.

Young Master Lin Family took it over and played it a few times, and put it back again-although he didn't know anything about these things, he only knew a little bit of fur, and only knew the most common medicine refining techniques. At this moment, looking at this Zu Fangding, there was only one thought, "It should be okay, this shop looks quite big", and he said casually: "Well, yes, where is Dan Fang?"

Qian Lao used two kinds of pill: Blood Coagulation Pill and Ju Ling Pill.

The former heals the wounds and the latter aids in cultivation, both of which are the pill that practitioners need to use in daily life.

As for the materials, Lin Zhizhi compared Zhonglu's alchemy and found that Yuntian may be close to the edge of the human world and very close to the monster wilderness. These two alchemy herbs require different types of monster cores.

The Lingyao Pavilion is one-stop service-Lin Zhizhi only needs to pay, and all materials including ready-made products can be packaged together. In the end, Lin Zhizhi paid the price of nearly 800 low-grade spirit stones and 10 middle-grade spirit stones, and got everything plus a "Introduction to Medicine Refining Manual" (...).

Lin Zhizhi knows that the price is moderately high. If you go to a home in the scattered market and talk about the price, it may be cheaper-but the young master of the Lin family is not careless at all. Hi, isn't it the eight hundred spirit stones? It was enough to have a meal and sleep in the best restaurant in Zhonglu, it was really not worth his time wasting on searching.

#有钱，无性#

After discussing the price, Lin Zhizhi put away those things and took out the four medicinal pills he had just concocted. Qian Lao looked at the quaint ring on the young man’s slender finger, and his heart was about the identity of the person in front of him. Once again increased by one level: this kind of universe ring is not common in Yuntian, only the elite disciples of the twelve sect of Tianyun will have it, this is not the descendant of the holy sect who sneaked out?

Lin Zhizhi handed four pills to Qian Lao, and found an old-fashioned excuse, Yun Danfeng said gently: "My junior has just made a pot of pills these days. I ask me to sell them. I don't know if I can accept them. ?"

"Come, of course. Dare to ask fellow daoists, what kind of medicine is this?" Old Qian pressed the mechanism in the secret room, and the mahogany table slowly sank into the ground, replaced by an arc-shaped magic weapon.

"Peiling pills."

Qian Laoying said: "Have you ever tested the degree of fusion?"

"Never." Lin Zhizhi's eyes flickered, his back leaned back on the chair, and the tail of his robe spread under the seat, like a snake spitting out a letter in the dark. Following the line of the sleeve, the boy lifted up the side layer and added, "...it may be a waste pill."

——In his childhood, the president of Zhonglu Alchemist Association left him too deep (...). The old man looked at him with distressed eyes more than once, muttering: "How can the rate of fusion be so low with such a good rate of alchemy?! Why are all pills of abolition?!"

Until he grew up and went to the Alchemist Association to buy things, the president would still pat him regretfully, complaining that he had missed a disciple.

This deeply let Lin Zhizhi understand his low talent in the integration rate-also made him quite suspicious of Gu Xian's vision.

Hearing Lin Zhizhi's answer, Qian Lao opened the magic implement, took out a silver spoon, scraped some pieces from one of the pills and fell into the vessel.

At this time, Qian Lao actually didn't care much.

Because the young man in front of him was a novice at refining medicine. He would promise to buy these pills for the counterparty because he saw that he was of noble origin, and wanted to use this to please him and forge a good relationship.

But when he saw the degree of fusion displayed in the artifact, he was truly taken aback.

The degree of integration is as high as 70%!

What is this concept? !

In the Yuntian Continent, which is famous for refining medicine, the threshold of the elixir’s passing fusion rate is higher, at 40%. The level of most intermediate pharmacists is around 50%-no matter how high they are, they can be called "masters". Even for some advanced pharmacists, the degree of integration is only 60%!

Most alchemists can only work on the success rate, and the integration rate can be said to be quite difficult to increase. The higher the fusion rate, the higher the affinity of the herbal medicine, and the higher the medicinal properties after taking it! A 70% fusion medicinal pill is almost equivalent to twice that of 40%. One plus one minus one of them is by no means a double the effort!

The person who can make this pill is either the super master of those sects, who will not easily make it, or a young alchemist with amazing talent. If these four pills are accepted, they will be the finale at the auction next month!

Whether it is a monk or an alchemist, they will be happy to buy it, one for eating, the other for studying (...).

Old Qian's eyes looked at Lin Zhizhi suddenly hot. His facial muscles trembled uncontrollably, holding the four pill like a rare treasure, and cautiously asked: "Friend Lin, is this pill really made by your junior?"

Lin Zhizhi has quickly inferred the answer from the other's expression. Either it is extremely bad or extremely good-extremely bad is obviously quite normal, and if this shopkeeper is not so excited, then only excellent is left.

So, Guxian's original sentence "Your talent on the alchemy is the only thing I have seen in my life" is true? !

The young master of the Lin family was in a trance for more than ten seconds, and then came to his senses in the eager eyes of the old man, with an "enhance": "Yes, yes, he is a direct disciple of the master, and his talent is good."

——Now he has a little bit of shame to praise himself...

Qian Lao's admiration is absolutely from the heart: "Junior Brother Ling must be a peerless genius! If you take time, you will be able to move the world by name. Forgive me to talk more, can you tell the daoists and inheritance?"

Lin Zhizhi pretended to be like: "No, the master explained it before coming out."

The old man sighed disappointedly, and quickly looked at the four pills in front of him, and cheered up again: "I took the liberty. The fusion of these four pills is all 70%, which is quite an amazing number. The most recent time is the same. One of the Jizhu Pills that I bought was sold at the Luocheng auction for a high price of nearly six hundred middle-grade spirit stones. So that the junior brother these are pill pill, naturally I can't get that price. Let me Call the shots, give 400 middle-grade spirit stones, do you think it is?"

Judging from the goodwill of Qian’s head [index 40, attitude is to make good customers], it seems that this price is really friendly and kind. Lin Zhizhi also understood and agreed to the deal.

When sending Lin Zhizhi out, Qian Lao still kept in touch with him, hoping that he would also come to the Lingyao Pavilion to sell his medicines in the future, so he could just come to him directly.

Lin Zhizhi responded, not only returning with a full load, but also stepping out of the threshold of the Lingyao Pavilion with the spirit stones that are not decreasing but increasing.

——Lin Zhizhi didn’t notice that when he and Qian Lao came out, the man in Tsing Yi by the window turned his head and stared at his back for a moment, then turned his eyes back to Qian Lao’s red face, if anything. Sidi leaned against the window on the second floor and watched him disappear into the crowd.

It was this little detail that made the man the first thought of the beautiful blue-clothed boy when he saw the four elixirs in the Lingyao Pavilion auction roster a few months later.