City’s Peerless Immortal Doctor

Fang Bai received dozens of five-hundred-year-old medicinal crystal tears during his previous experience in the mountain by the disciples of Bi Tao Wu Yuan. He took out one to exchange for a cauldron equivalent to a high-grade spiritual weapon. value.

When Fang Bai spoke, he did not deliberately lower his own volume. When many warriors heard him say "medium-grade elixir", their eyes were projected towards him, and some warriors' eyes showed greed and salivation.

Although there are countless elixirs traded in this martial arts market every day, they are mainly low-grade elixir. Middle-grade elixir belongs to the rare and expensive category. Many sect disciples or casual cultivators see middle-grade elixir. , Usually pay a high price to buy or exchange.

The stall owner went north and south, knowing well, and he also knew the elixir of Crystal Tears, especially when he heard "500 years of medicine", his eyes brightened.

"Little brother, it's done! Give me your crystal tears, take this cauldron!"

The stall owner saw that several powerful warriors were coming here not far away, fearing that this business would be robbed, hurriedly around the stall, grabbing Fang Bai, and holding the three-foot-high tripod. The furnace was stuffed into Fang Bai's hand, and he urged Fang Bai to take out Crystal Tears.

The cauldron was indeed obtained from a dangerous place by the stall owner, but he studied for a long time, but he didn’t see anything special. He wanted to throw it away, but felt it was a pity, so he brought it to this warrior trade. The market comes, hope can be traded out.

The cauldron has been placed on the stall for some time, but no one cares about it. The stall owner has almost forgotten its existence, but he did not expect to be favored by Fang Bai, and he was willing to use a 500-year-old medicine. The old middle-grade elixir was exchanged, which made the stall owner overjoyed.

The stall owner is a heavenly warrior. What you need for cultivation is a low-grade primordial stone and a low-grade pill. A 500-year-old middle-grade elixir can be exchanged for tens of thousands of low-grade primordial stones in this warrior trading market. Or dozens of bottles of low-grade pill, so in the eyes of the stall owner, it is a big profit to exchange a useless cauldron for a middle-grade elixir.

Seeing the anxious look of the stall owner, Fang Bai couldn't help but laughed, flipping his hand, and a 500-year-old crystal tear appeared in his hand.

"Here you are, put it away!"

Fang Bai threw the crystal tears to the stall owner, then lightly patted the cauldron with his palm, showing a satisfied expression on his face.

At this time, several warriors who came to the front surrounded Fang Bai and asked Fang Bai whether he still had a middle-grade elixir, and expressed their willingness to exchange it at a high price.

"Do you think the middle-grade elixir is wild flowers and weeds that grow everywhere? It's not easy to get one, how can there be more? You say yes, brother?"

The stall owner who sold the cauldron seemed to feel that Fang Bai was taking advantage of it, and was overwhelmed. Seeing that Fang Bai was surrounded, he stepped forward to help out.

"You Lao Er, you guys have made a fortune, so we don't want to ask? Maybe there are other good things about this little brother?"

A warrior with the same strength as that of the stall owner glared, and said in an angry tone.

Another fat white warrior who surrounded Fang Bai patted Fang Bai's shoulder affectionately, and said enthusiastically: "Little brother, apart from the middle-grade crystal tears, do you have any other good things? If so, You might as well show it to us. As long as we are in the match, we will definitely give you a satisfactory exchange price! Yuanshi or Lingdan, whatever you choose!"

The fat white warrior had a perfect cultivation base of the heavenly rank, while Fang Bai's cultivation realm was suppressed at the high-level heavenly realm. Therefore, the fat white warrior dared to cross his shoulders with Fang Bai and called him a brother.

If the white fat warrior knew that Fang Bai's true strength had hit the invincible hand of the Hong-class warrior, even if he had the courage, he would not dare to touch Fang Bai.

In the world of martial arts, the strong are respected, the weak are humble, the ranks are strict, and the weak when they meet the strong, they have to call themselves juniors and behave respectfully. Otherwise, even if they are severely taught, no one will have pity or sympathy.

Fortunately, the fat white warrior encountered Fang Bai. If he were replaced by a strong man with a bad temper, he would probably punch the fat white warrior directly.

"Do you want a middle-grade elixir? I have it!"

Fang Bai glanced at the white fat warrior and said with a smile: "It's just that I need a middle-grade elemental stone and a middle-grade pill, do you have it? Or you can take out what I can see!"

The white fat warrior was startled, and then he laughed, patted Fang Bai's shoulder and said: "Little brother is really joking! You are a heavenly high-rank warrior, what middle-grade yuan stone and middle-grade pill do you want? For a warrior like you In other words, the middle-grade primordial stone has too strong vitality and the middle-grade pill is too powerful. If you use it for cultivation, it will damage the meridian bloodline."

Fang Bai said solemnly: "I'm not kidding! The martial arts and martial arts I practice is quite special, and I need the assistance of middle-grade Yuanshi and middle-grade pill!"

Seeing that Fang Bai didn’t seem to be telling lies, he scratched his scalp and said with embarrassment: “This...the original stone and the pill, I have some low-grade ones, but there are really no middle-grade ones... little brother , Seriously, you still have a middle-grade elixir on your body? You didn't lie to me?"

A group of warriors, including the stall owner, stared at Fang Bai closely after hearing this, to see how Fang Bai answered.

Fang Bai just smiled without comment, giving people a sense of inscrutableness.

"Little brother, my name is You Qing. Because I'm the second child at home, everyone who knows me in this Ziyan City will call me your second child... Hehe, brother, you can call me like that. By the way, I don't know. Little brother Gao's name?"

The stall owner who had previously made a deal with Fang Bai tried his best to squeeze through the crowd, leaned close to Fang Bai again, and introduced himself with a smile.

"Brother You, please. In the next name... Bai, a single name in a square character."

Fang Bai knows what the second player is thinking. He thinks he still has a middle-grade elixir and wants to get closer to him, and then finds a way to exchange his middle-grade elixir. He can't help but secretly laugh, and he doesn't say anything. I casually invented one of my real name.

"It turns out that the little brother is called Bai Fang... This brother Bai, there are still a few treasures on my stall, which are not inferior to the cauldron. If you take a closer look, maybe there will be something you like?"

Older You graciously picked up a few items placed on the booth and introduced Fang Bai.

"You got a middle-grade elixir, you still don't know enough?"

"It's not as good as the others. If there is a good opportunity, let us have some!"

"You have nothing good here, right?"

...

Seeing that You Lao Er still wanted to continue to take advantage of Fang Bai, the other warriors were a little dissatisfied and said one after another.

These warriors saw that Fang Bai had just exchanged a middle-grade crystal tear from You Lao Er for a useless ancient cauldron, and they all regarded Fang Bai as a bully, and wanted to profit from him.