Dark Beast Summoner

Chapter 660 A group of villains

"Uncle Yan, hurry up and eat the peach!"

Seeing that a consensus had been reached, the fat shopkeeper hurriedly urged Butler Yan to eat the pantao. He was worried that the spiritual energy in the pantao would escape, and thought that the sooner he could eat it, the better.

In fact, his worries are unnecessary. Even if the peach is left out for a few months, it will still have the desired effect.

Concerns are messed up, but the fat shopkeeper wants the housekeeper Yan to extend his lifespan earlier, so he can breathe a sigh of relief.

Butler Yan nodded, picked up the peach, and ate it one by one. If it wasn't for the hard core, he would have swallowed it.

The fat shopkeeper has been paying attention to the changes in Butler Yan. When he took the first bite, he could feel a powerful essence injected into his body, which was almost immediate. Butler Yan's gray hair turned black. At one point, the wrinkled skin on the hands and the face seems to be a lot smoother!

Then, the lifespan of Steward Yan, who can clearly feel it, is increasing!

one year!

Two years!

ten years!

a hundred years! Two hundred years!

Just when Fat Shopkeeper and Butler Yan thought the increase had reached the end, darling! Butler Yan's lifespan actually increased by another hundred years!

In the end, the Shou Yuan, which had risen for three hundred and twenty years, stopped!

Looking at Butler Yan again, I saw that he had a childlike face, a ruddy face, his old eyes were no longer cloudy, and his eyes were shining brightly. Here, the momentum is ready, the blood on the body is sufficient, and the momentum is much higher!

Such a big change is something they didn't expect!

What surprised them even more was that they thought they could only increase their lifespan by 200 years, but how could they expect that they could increase their lifespan by 320 years in the end!

This is simply a life-changing change!

"Little brother Mu, you treat this old man like a re-creation!"

Butler Yan said gratefully to Mu Wushuang: "You are right, the old man is lucky, otherwise he would not be able to meet you little brother, maybe a few years later, the old man has been buried in the ground. Don't worry, this great kindness will be repaid by this old man in the coming days!"

"There is no need to repay." Mu Wushuang said to him: "I will trouble Butler Yan to make it easier for me in the future."

Yan Guanjia said: "No problem, the old man said, as long as you don't damage the interests of the City Lord's Mansion, the old man will let you do anything in Bansha City."

With his words, Mu Wushuang was relieved.

Then, they talked about the medicine pill.

Mu Wushuang is very short of money now, and the little nine-headed bird eats a thousand yuan of high-grade Xuanyin stone every day, which has eaten her into a pauper.

Butler Yan is also refreshing as a person. As I said before, he can eat half of the ninth-order medicinal herbs, so he directly gave Mu Wushuang 50 million high-grade Xuanyin stone. Originally, if he bought so many medicinal herbs in large quantities, the price would definitely go down. Pressure, but the housekeeper Yan gave it at the price of 200,000 per piece on the market.

From this, it can be seen that Butler Yan is a good person.

"The remaining half, the old man really can't take it. Bansha City is so big, and most of these medicinal pills will eventually be sold to the underworld. In order to increase the price, these medicinal pills will be sold in batches." Butler Yan explained.

There are so many ninth-order pills in the market all of a sudden, and the price is bound to fall, but Yan Guanjia is a businessman, and he will definitely not do business at a loss. If you want to sell it, you must maximize the profit, so there are more than 200 ninth-order pills. The medicine is already the most he can take.

He continued: "Little brother Mu, if you can trust this old man, I will sell these pills to you. The dog is now trading in the demon world, and no matter how many ninth-order pills pour into the demon world, they can be sold very quickly. "

"It turns out that Steward Yan's son is in the demon world, and that is his own person. Mu Mou can naturally trust it, but can you really sell more ninth-order medicinal herbs?"

Mu Wushuang asked.

"That's natural!" The fat shopkeeper said with a smile: "Brother Mu, the place where Uncle Yan's son is located is Qiankun City, one of the ten major cities in the demon world. Not to mention more than two hundred ninth-order medicinal pills, it is two thousand. , it can also be sold!”

Butler Yan also nodded, indicating that the fat shopkeeper was right.

Mu Wushuang's eyes lit up, he stood up from the stool, and said, "That's great."

She directly took out five or six vase-sized elixir bottles from the storage ring and placed them on the table.

Butler Yan and the fat shopkeeper looked at each other, wondering why she took out so many bottles of elixir?

Before, she took out a pill bottle and poured out five hundred ninth-order pills at once, which shocked them. This time, she took out six big pill bottles. Could it be that there are pills inside?

Maybe it's a low-level medicine pill.

Both of them said this to themselves, otherwise it would be a ninth-order medicinal pill?

Can't even think about it!

Then I heard little brother Mushen say: "Just right, I still have 3,000 ninth-order medicinal pills here, so please let the troublesome housekeeper Yan ask your son to sell it for me!"

"Cough, cough, cough!" The fat shopkeeper slammed and choked on his own saliva, which made him cough, and his fat face turned red.

Butler Yan even widened his eyes in disbelief: "How much???"

Mu Wushuang: "Just three thousand."

"Three thousand! Ninth-order medicinal pills!"

Butler Yan had to wonder if his ears were broken. Five hundred ninth-order medicinal pills had shocked the old man so much that his eyes almost fell out. Now Mu Shen actually told him that he still had three thousand nines. Step medicine!

Are the ninth-order medicinal herbs on sale like Chinese cabbage these days?

"Brother Mu, three or three thousand ninth-order medicinal pills, are you mistaken?" The fat shopkeeper swallowed and said cautiously.

Mu Wushuang opened several corks and let them see for themselves.

There are only 3,000 pieces. She has been refining them for decades, but there are more than these 3,000 pieces.

The stomach of the little nine-headed bird is a bottomless pit, and the little phoenix needs a mysterious spirit stone to advance. It costs money to raise an army and raise power. She still doesn't know how long the three thousand mysterious spirit stones sold will last.

Thinking of it this way, she still has to refine and produce higher-grade medicinal pills as soon as possible.

She said to Yan Guanjia who was still in shock: "I don't know if Yan Guanjia has tenth-order medicinal pills and elixir here. I want to buy one."

Butler Yan came back to his senses, and after listening to her words, he frowned slightly and said: "It's really unfortunate, not long ago, the tenth-order medicinal herbs in the store and the only elixir of the town were bought by others. already."

so unlucky?

Mu Wushuang asked, "Who bought it?"

"It's the people of King Taishan and King Chujiang." Butler Yan replied.

She frowned, and a cold light flashed across her eyes.

After a little thought, they knew why they bought the tenth-order medicinal pills and elixir, because King Bian Cheng was seriously injured, and they didn't want to give King Bian Cheng any chance to recover from his injuries!

A bunch of little people!

"But..." Butler Yan suddenly said: "There is also a tenth-order medicinal pill in the small city lord. If little brother Mu is in a hurry, the old man will borrow it for you. Later, you will buy the tenth-order medicinal pill in the demon world, and then use it again. Return it to the little town lord."

Butler Yan is seeing that Mu Wushuang has so many ninth-order pills, and it will not be bad to sell them in the future. The small city owner can't use the tenth-order pill now, so he can buy tenth-order pills in the future. The medicine is returned to the small town lord.

Mu Wushuang was naturally happy, the earlier she could get the tenth-order medicinal pill, the sooner she could become a tenth-order alchemist.

Don't say one at that time, just give ten to the small town lord.