Grass Jelly Supplier

After seeing Lin Yuruo off, Shi Yue returned to the basement. If Lin Yuruo hadn't wanted to meet him for a talk, Shi Yue wouldn't have bothered to come out.

After leaving the Immortal Grass Pavilion, Lin Yuruo quickened her pace. Her mind was now full of Tianyan Lingzhu. Her life-defining magic weapon was made of fire-attributed spiritual bamboo. If she could get a few Tianyan Lingzhu, she could refine her life-defining magic weapon again to greatly increase its power.

Her pace was extremely fast, and she didn't pay attention to the pedestrians on both sides of the street. Feeling the powerful spiritual pressure she exuded, the passers-by consciously made way.

Suddenly, a middle-aged man in his forties came towards her and blocked Lin Yuruo's way. With a flattering face, he bowed and said, "Junior Liu Mingwei greets Senior Lin."

Lin Yuruo frowned slightly, stopped, looked up and down at Liu Mingwei, and asked in confusion, "Do you know me?"

In her impression, she had never seen Liu Mingwei.

"I am a descendant of the Liu family of Beixuan Island. Senior Lin has been to our Beixuan Island. I am fortunate to have met Senior Lin. I did not expect to meet Senior Lin here. I wonder if I can help Senior Lin?" Liu Mingwei explained.

After hearing this, Lin Yuruo suddenly realized that she had no impression of Liu Mingwei. She estimated that Liu Mingwei was just a collateral descendant of the Liu family.

If it were normal, Lin Yuruo would at most nod and would not say much to Liu Mingwei, but she remembered the agreement with Shi Yue and asked, "Why are you running here instead of staying in Beixuan Island? Is the Yuanying cultivator of your Liu family here too?"

The Liu family of Beixuan Island is a large immortal cultivation family. Its strength is slightly weaker than that of the Black Jade Sect, but it is not easy to underestimate.

Lin Yuruo was once invited to visit Beixuan Island. The Liu family treated her with great courtesy. As long as she introduced it, I believe that the Yuanying cultivator of the Liu family would go to the Immortal Grass Pavilion to take a look.

"No, I came here by myself. In a few years, it will be the thousand-year birthday of our ancestor. This time I came to the Black Lotus Market, I planned to buy some decent things as birthday gifts for our ancestor." Liu Mingwei shook his head and answered honestly.

"Thousand-year birthday? Birthday gifts?" Lin Yuruo's beautiful eyes turned, and she said calmly: "I know there is a spiritual herb shop called Xiancao Pavilion, where you can reserve spiritual herbs and plants, including some rare ones. You can go to Xiancao Pavilion to have a look. Remember, if you go to Xiancao Pavilion to reserve spiritual herbs and plants, you must mention my name."

"Xiancao Pavilion? Reserve spiritual herbs and plants?" Liu Mingwei was slightly startled. He didn't know what Lin Yuruo meant.

Lin Yuruo raised her eyebrows and said with some displeasure: "Anyway, if you want to buy rare spiritual herbs and plants, just go to the Immortal Grass Pavilion. Remember, you must mention my name, otherwise you will be in trouble. I am busy, so go to the Immortal Grass Pavilion and take a look!"

After saying this, she ignored Liu Mingwei and left in a hurry.

Liu Mingwei looked at Lin Yuruo's back, full of confusion.

"Why did Senior Lin recommend me to go to the Immortal Grass Pavilion to buy spiritual herbs and plants? And mention her name?"

"Is the Immortal Grass Pavilion opened by Senior Lin? Or is there another reason?"

Liu Mingwei thought again and again and decided to go to the Immortal Grass Pavilion to take a look.

He was not familiar with the situation in the Black Lotus Market, so he found a guide to take him to the Immortal Grass Pavilion.

After walking a hundred feet straight, turning a corner and walking another hundred feet, he arrived in front of the Immortal Grass Pavilion.

He looked at the plaque with aura and was secretly surprised. It was rare to see such a lavish shop with a magic weapon as a plaque. No wonder Lin Yuruo asked him to order spiritual medicine at Xiancao Pavilion.

Liu Mingwei threw a medium-grade spiritual stone to the guide and walked in.

The counter made of beautiful jade and the attendants wearing top-grade spiritual clothes gave Liu Mingwei a sense of luxury.

"Senior, do you want to order spiritual medicine or spiritual plants?" Zhao Sisi walked over with a smile on her face.

"I was introduced by Senior Lin Yuruo. Since you are a spiritual herb shop, why don't you have a single spiritual herb in the store?" Liu Mingwei frowned as he glanced at the empty shelves.

"The spiritual herbs in this store need to be booked, not sold directly. This is the price list of spiritual medicines. Please take a look, senior." Zhao Sisi handed the price list of spiritual medicines to Liu Mingwei.

Liu Mingwei flipped through a few pages casually, and a bit of surprise appeared in his eyes.

"Can all the spiritual herbs above be reserved?"

Zhao Sisi smiled sweetly and said proudly: "Of course, we are open for business, how could we lie to the seniors! However, ordinary spiritual herbs and plants can be ordered immediately. As for the more rare spiritual medicines and plants, only the VIPs of our Xiancao Pavilion can reserve them. The conditions for becoming a VIP are also very simple, just spend 50 million spiritual stones."

"What...what? You can only become a VIP if you spend 50 million spiritual stones?" Liu Mingwei took a breath and felt that he had heard it wrong.

"You heard it right, you can only become a VIP if you spend 50 million spiritual stones."

Hearing Zhao Sisi's affirmative answer, Liu Mingwei felt like a country bumpkin coming to the city. If it weren't for Lin Yuruo's personal recommendation, he would definitely think Zhao Sisi was lying.

He flipped through a few pages and said, "I want to order a thousand-year-old golden bamboo with roots that can be planted. How long will it take to get it?"

"It will be available within five years. The thousand-year-old golden bamboo is a fifth-grade spiritual plant with extremely high hardness. It can be used to refine gold-attributed magic weapons. One thousand-year-old golden bamboo costs 200,000 spiritual stones."

The price list records the efficacy, use and price of spiritual medicines and plants. Zhao Sisi has memorized the contents of the price list.

Liu Mingwei nodded with satisfaction and then asked, "How much is the deposit?"

Five years can still catch up with Liu Yuande's thousand-year birthday, which is acceptable.

"Our new store Xiancao Pavilion is opening. The first twenty customers do not need a deposit, and they can pay on delivery."

"Cash on delivery? Well, I want to reserve ten thousand-year-old golden bamboos. You give me a receipt immediately, and I will pick up the goods in five years."

Liu Mingwei made up his mind. Even if he had to sell everything he had, he would get two million spiritual stones.

If he could take out ten thousand-year-old golden bamboos on Liu Yuande's birthday, he would definitely be in the limelight.

He was just a collateral descendant of the Liu family, and his qualifications were average. He was not valued at all. If it wasn't for Liu Yuande's thousand-year-old birthday, he would not have seen Liu Yuande.

Zhao Sisi took out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone and wrote a receipt.

Liu Mingwei put away the receipt and left with a smile on his face.

After leaving the Immortal Grass Pavilion, he turned his head and glanced at the plaque of the Immortal Grass Pavilion. With Lin Yuruo's introduction, he didn't think that this store had just opened for a few days. He just felt that the three big characters "Immortal Grass Pavilion" were more and more pleasing to the eye.

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In a secret room in the Black Lotus Palace, Liao Yuyan sat cross-legged on a futon, holding a green long flute in her hand. There was a piece of animal skin on the ground with some musical symbols painted on it.

The sound of the flute sounded a bit desolate, making people feel like they were in a deserted cemetery. Not long after, the sound of the flute became sharp, as if thousands of evil ghosts were roaring loudly and rushing from all directions, making people feel timid when they heard it.

After a cup of tea, the sound of the flute disappeared, and she put down the long flute in her hand.

"Hey, if there is a Yuanying cultivator who is willing to listen to my soul-destroying song." Liao Yuyan said to herself.