NOVEL NEXT Life script: Empress Vanves, I plunder opportunities
Chapter 9 Visiting Taixuan City, Encountering Ghosts and Thieves
Qin Li immediately practiced Daoyin breathing method, and after a little relief.
Immediately open the storage bag and swallow the fresh red vermilion fruit.
Chizhuguo is worthy of being one of the main ingredients of Jiangchen Pill.
The breath of life inside is extremely strong.
It made Qin Li's haggard body look radiant again, looking radiant and handsome.
Not only that, but his cultivation has also improved slightly.
Now it has reached the sixth level of Concentrating Realm.
However, if someone knew that Qin Li had only used red vermilion fruit to raise his cultivation level by a small realm, they would probably scold him for being a waste of money.
Chenchen Pill, that is an indispensable pill to become a strong person in the Golden Core Realm. It is extremely precious, and it is even more expensive in the market.
The main reason is that the main material - red vermilion fruit, this kind of rare treasure is extremely rare, and it is all due to fate.
As a result, many disciples who were at the peak of the Condensed Realm were unable to obtain the Jiangchen Pill throughout their lives and stopped moving forward.
One piece of red vermilion fruit can refine two furnaces of pills, and more than ten Jiangchen pills can produce at least six Golden Core Realm experts.
Now, it was squandered by Qin Li just like that.
However, even if Qin Li knew the extraordinaryness of this thing in the future, he still felt that his choice was right at the time.
"My life is almost gone, why are you still protecting that red vermilion fruit? He is not a fool!"
Speaking of now, Qin Li glanced at the sky.
It was noon at this time, he didn't dare to delay at all, and immediately went to the next destination.
Taixuan City.
Covering an area of thousands of miles, because it is close to Taixuan Daozong, it is very lively.
There are row upon row of vendors and shops along the street, and the sound of selling is one after another.
There is also an endless stream of tourists, and many shops are crowded with people outside, and business is booming.
Even so, the law and order in the city is very good, and no fights have been seen anywhere.
From time to time, teams of city defense troops in uniform can be seen patrolling the city.
On a pedestrian street not far away, there are full of street stalls, the flow of people is decreasing obviously, and even a few shops are empty.
I saw a young man with a handsome face, dressed in Taixuan Taoist outer school clothing, who seemed to have a special liking for street stalls.
This person is Qin Li.
According to the small file of luck, Jiang Tianyong bought the broken sword for ten middle-grade spirit stones this evening.
Now that it was Shen Shi, time was very tight, and he had no time to observe the small files of luck of past warriors.
The current situation is dangerous and ups and downs, and he doesn't have a weapon in his hand, so he has to cut off the barbarian in advance.
Turned around for about half an hour.
He finally found an old man in a remote corner in the innermost part of the pedestrian street, one of his eyes was covered with a black cloth.
All kinds of broken instruments and refining materials were placed on his stall, and the broken sword was among them.
"Great!"
The corners of Qin Li's lips curved slightly, and he walked over.
The one-eyed old man sat cross-legged and seemed to be resting with his eyes closed.
There was no excuse for Qin Li's arrival.
There is a great picture of Jiang Taigong fishing, and those who wish to take the bait.
Qin Li didn't take it to heart either, and picked out directly at his booth.
Soon, he picked up a rusty dagger.
"100 low-grade spirit stones."
The old man opened his mouth and gave a faint quotation.
"too expensive!"
Qin Li shook his head and said, "This dagger can't even cut melons and fruits, so it's not worth the price. How about 50 low-grade spirit stones? If you agree, I can buy two more black irons by the way."
The one-eyed old man opened his eyes, glanced at Qin Li, pondered for a moment, then nodded slowly: "Yes."
"A piece of black iron 80 low-grade spirit stones, a total of 210 low-grade spirit stones."
Qin Li agreed immediately, after completing the transaction.
He went to get the broken sword again.
So heavy!
With his current single-arm strength, it was at least [-] jin.
However, just holding the broken sword took three quarters of his strength.
The eyes of the one-eyed old man became brighter, and he looked at Qin Li with a touch of admiration.
He has studied this broken sword for several years, and found nothing special about it except for its weight.
It was decided to sell half a year ago, and the young man in front of him was the first one who could afford it.
Qin Li took a closer look.
With his current visual ability, he naturally couldn't see any mystery in it, but he was still muttering to himself.
"This sword is full of rust and the tip is broken. What can I do with it?"
Seeing that Qin Li was a regular customer, the old man gave him a discounted price.
"It took a lot of effort to get this sword, and it needs nine middle-grade spirit stones."
nine dollars?In this way, it is cheaper than what Jiang Tianyong bought for a middle-grade spirit stone, which is equivalent to 100 lower-grade spirit stones cheaper.
This is the annual income of his disciples who are handymen in the outer sect.
It seems that this one-eyed old man is a sincere person.
Qin Li smiled slightly, and immediately took out nine middle-grade spirit stones and handed them to the old man.
"Okay, since the seniors didn't get it easily, the juniors will buy it back and use it as a town house!"
The old man nodded slightly and took the spirit stone.
After the transaction was completed, Qin Li put away the broken sword.
Continue to wander around this area.
And began to pay attention to the small files of pedestrians coming and going.
He found that most of the street stalls were outer disciples of Taixuan Daozong, and some casual cultivators from other places.
However, to his disappointment, not only were these people low in cultivation, most of them were people who had no chance.
Even if there is a chance, it is white ordinary luck, such as some low-level pills, talismans, etc.
This kind of opportunity is of no value to the current Qin Li.
Just when Qin Li was about to leave Ditan Street and look for another opportunity.
Suddenly, I felt a thief's breath hit my waist.
He turned his head and saw a young monk with wicked eyebrows and mouse eyes, staring at the storage bag on his waist.
Qin Li suddenly exuded a powerful aura.
The young monk was terrified, and immediately squatted down and pretended to go to the booth to pick out the magic weapon.
And above his head, a small purple luck file popped up.
[Name]: Zhang Guishou, Zhang Guishou (nickname)
[Boundary]: The eighth level of Qi Gathering Realm
【Fate】: Tiansha Lonely (Black)
[Number of Fate]: Ghostly Hand and Thief (Purple)
[Recent Luck: Reborn]: I bought 6 bottles of ancient pills at the No. 5 shop on the first street of Taixuan City, one of which was the fifth-grade Xisui Pill.
[Recent Luck: Bad luck]: Sneaked into Zhao's house in Baiyue City late at night, ransacked his mansion's valuables, and defiled Miss Zhao San, causing her to commit suicide in shame and indignation.
After reading Zhang Guishou's small luck file, Qin Li was secretly startled.
"Damn it, this horse rider is so heartless, No. 6 floor bunk, let's go!"
Although this road is full of street stalls, it is planned in an orderly manner, and each stall has a stall number.
Soon, Qin Li found the No. 6 shop first.
The stall owner was a middle-aged man with a scar on his face, and he looked very unfriendly.
Qin Li glanced at some bottles and cans on his bunk, and soon saw ten chaotic pill bottles with traces of age in the corner.
"What kind of medicine is this?" He raised his head and asked the middle-aged man.
"Ancient pills, 100 low-grade spirit stones per bottle, minimum purchase of 5 bottles." The stall owner said calmly.
"The price is a bit high. I bought more than ten bottles before, and they were all waste pills." Qin Li explained with a sad look on his face.
Although he has no shortage of spirit stones, haggling has become a habit for him as a businessman in his previous life.
"If you buy all of these, you can buy a bottle of low-grade spirit stones for 90 yuan." The stall owner said calmly.
Immediately open the storage bag and swallow the fresh red vermilion fruit.
Chizhuguo is worthy of being one of the main ingredients of Jiangchen Pill.
The breath of life inside is extremely strong.
It made Qin Li's haggard body look radiant again, looking radiant and handsome.
Not only that, but his cultivation has also improved slightly.
Now it has reached the sixth level of Concentrating Realm.
However, if someone knew that Qin Li had only used red vermilion fruit to raise his cultivation level by a small realm, they would probably scold him for being a waste of money.
Chenchen Pill, that is an indispensable pill to become a strong person in the Golden Core Realm. It is extremely precious, and it is even more expensive in the market.
The main reason is that the main material - red vermilion fruit, this kind of rare treasure is extremely rare, and it is all due to fate.
As a result, many disciples who were at the peak of the Condensed Realm were unable to obtain the Jiangchen Pill throughout their lives and stopped moving forward.
One piece of red vermilion fruit can refine two furnaces of pills, and more than ten Jiangchen pills can produce at least six Golden Core Realm experts.
Now, it was squandered by Qin Li just like that.
However, even if Qin Li knew the extraordinaryness of this thing in the future, he still felt that his choice was right at the time.
"My life is almost gone, why are you still protecting that red vermilion fruit? He is not a fool!"
Speaking of now, Qin Li glanced at the sky.
It was noon at this time, he didn't dare to delay at all, and immediately went to the next destination.
Taixuan City.
Covering an area of thousands of miles, because it is close to Taixuan Daozong, it is very lively.
There are row upon row of vendors and shops along the street, and the sound of selling is one after another.
There is also an endless stream of tourists, and many shops are crowded with people outside, and business is booming.
Even so, the law and order in the city is very good, and no fights have been seen anywhere.
From time to time, teams of city defense troops in uniform can be seen patrolling the city.
On a pedestrian street not far away, there are full of street stalls, the flow of people is decreasing obviously, and even a few shops are empty.
I saw a young man with a handsome face, dressed in Taixuan Taoist outer school clothing, who seemed to have a special liking for street stalls.
This person is Qin Li.
According to the small file of luck, Jiang Tianyong bought the broken sword for ten middle-grade spirit stones this evening.
Now that it was Shen Shi, time was very tight, and he had no time to observe the small files of luck of past warriors.
The current situation is dangerous and ups and downs, and he doesn't have a weapon in his hand, so he has to cut off the barbarian in advance.
Turned around for about half an hour.
He finally found an old man in a remote corner in the innermost part of the pedestrian street, one of his eyes was covered with a black cloth.
All kinds of broken instruments and refining materials were placed on his stall, and the broken sword was among them.
"Great!"
The corners of Qin Li's lips curved slightly, and he walked over.
The one-eyed old man sat cross-legged and seemed to be resting with his eyes closed.
There was no excuse for Qin Li's arrival.
There is a great picture of Jiang Taigong fishing, and those who wish to take the bait.
Qin Li didn't take it to heart either, and picked out directly at his booth.
Soon, he picked up a rusty dagger.
"100 low-grade spirit stones."
The old man opened his mouth and gave a faint quotation.
"too expensive!"
Qin Li shook his head and said, "This dagger can't even cut melons and fruits, so it's not worth the price. How about 50 low-grade spirit stones? If you agree, I can buy two more black irons by the way."
The one-eyed old man opened his eyes, glanced at Qin Li, pondered for a moment, then nodded slowly: "Yes."
"A piece of black iron 80 low-grade spirit stones, a total of 210 low-grade spirit stones."
Qin Li agreed immediately, after completing the transaction.
He went to get the broken sword again.
So heavy!
With his current single-arm strength, it was at least [-] jin.
However, just holding the broken sword took three quarters of his strength.
The eyes of the one-eyed old man became brighter, and he looked at Qin Li with a touch of admiration.
He has studied this broken sword for several years, and found nothing special about it except for its weight.
It was decided to sell half a year ago, and the young man in front of him was the first one who could afford it.
Qin Li took a closer look.
With his current visual ability, he naturally couldn't see any mystery in it, but he was still muttering to himself.
"This sword is full of rust and the tip is broken. What can I do with it?"
Seeing that Qin Li was a regular customer, the old man gave him a discounted price.
"It took a lot of effort to get this sword, and it needs nine middle-grade spirit stones."
nine dollars?In this way, it is cheaper than what Jiang Tianyong bought for a middle-grade spirit stone, which is equivalent to 100 lower-grade spirit stones cheaper.
This is the annual income of his disciples who are handymen in the outer sect.
It seems that this one-eyed old man is a sincere person.
Qin Li smiled slightly, and immediately took out nine middle-grade spirit stones and handed them to the old man.
"Okay, since the seniors didn't get it easily, the juniors will buy it back and use it as a town house!"
The old man nodded slightly and took the spirit stone.
After the transaction was completed, Qin Li put away the broken sword.
Continue to wander around this area.
And began to pay attention to the small files of pedestrians coming and going.
He found that most of the street stalls were outer disciples of Taixuan Daozong, and some casual cultivators from other places.
However, to his disappointment, not only were these people low in cultivation, most of them were people who had no chance.
Even if there is a chance, it is white ordinary luck, such as some low-level pills, talismans, etc.
This kind of opportunity is of no value to the current Qin Li.
Just when Qin Li was about to leave Ditan Street and look for another opportunity.
Suddenly, I felt a thief's breath hit my waist.
He turned his head and saw a young monk with wicked eyebrows and mouse eyes, staring at the storage bag on his waist.
Qin Li suddenly exuded a powerful aura.
The young monk was terrified, and immediately squatted down and pretended to go to the booth to pick out the magic weapon.
And above his head, a small purple luck file popped up.
[Name]: Zhang Guishou, Zhang Guishou (nickname)
[Boundary]: The eighth level of Qi Gathering Realm
【Fate】: Tiansha Lonely (Black)
[Number of Fate]: Ghostly Hand and Thief (Purple)
[Recent Luck: Reborn]: I bought 6 bottles of ancient pills at the No. 5 shop on the first street of Taixuan City, one of which was the fifth-grade Xisui Pill.
[Recent Luck: Bad luck]: Sneaked into Zhao's house in Baiyue City late at night, ransacked his mansion's valuables, and defiled Miss Zhao San, causing her to commit suicide in shame and indignation.
After reading Zhang Guishou's small luck file, Qin Li was secretly startled.
"Damn it, this horse rider is so heartless, No. 6 floor bunk, let's go!"
Although this road is full of street stalls, it is planned in an orderly manner, and each stall has a stall number.
Soon, Qin Li found the No. 6 shop first.
The stall owner was a middle-aged man with a scar on his face, and he looked very unfriendly.
Qin Li glanced at some bottles and cans on his bunk, and soon saw ten chaotic pill bottles with traces of age in the corner.
"What kind of medicine is this?" He raised his head and asked the middle-aged man.
"Ancient pills, 100 low-grade spirit stones per bottle, minimum purchase of 5 bottles." The stall owner said calmly.
"The price is a bit high. I bought more than ten bottles before, and they were all waste pills." Qin Li explained with a sad look on his face.
Although he has no shortage of spirit stones, haggling has become a habit for him as a businessman in his previous life.
"If you buy all of these, you can buy a bottle of low-grade spirit stones for 90 yuan." The stall owner said calmly.
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