Longevity: Start with your own wine-making technique

Seeing that Long Xuan was silent, Old Sun showed disdain, but in fact he was panicking.

What happened? He just kept calm and raised the price very quickly, which obviously left a lot of room.

Thirty-four Juhai Pills should not be his limit, why did he suddenly stop raising the price? This is unreasonable?

It was because he saw that this person was too confident that he chose to bid a few more Juhai Pills to trick him, and only stopped when he showed hesitation.

Who would have thought that he would stop bidding after he only bid once more. This is a big deal. He is going to be fooled this time. Old Sun broke out in cold sweat on his back.

"Humph! Why don't you continue to raise the price? Weren't you very confident just now? You can't do it so soon?" Old Sun mocked.

At this time, he could only use provocation to stimulate Long Xuan to continue bidding. He swore that as long as this person bid one more Juhai Pill, he would stop immediately.

Long Xuan glanced at him indifferently and shook his head speechlessly.

Since the other party had falsely reported, he could not continue to raise the price as a scapegoat. Otherwise, would he continue to raise the price even if he falsely reported 30 more pills?

Although it was easy for him to refine the Juhai Pill, his Juhai Pill was not blown by the wind, not to mention that his Juhai Pill had to be exchanged for many materials, which might not be enough.

Since this old man Sun wanted to pit himself, he should die. He did not deserve sympathy.

After Long Xuan glanced at him coldly, he suddenly smiled and said, "You win! Since old man Sun is determined to get these ten ironwood trees, then I will help you!"

Old man Sun suddenly had an urge to vomit blood. What a good help. He finally felt the feeling of shooting himself in the foot.

He immediately broke out in cold sweat and his face turned pale.

This was a big trouble. He could not take out so many Juhai Pills at this time. How should this end?

There are so many people watching below. I am afraid that I will make a fool of myself in front of everyone today. I will lose face.

Old Sun sighed in his heart and pretended to grope in his storage bag. When he took out 32 pill bottles, his face suddenly changed:

"Oh! Oops, I forgot that two Juhai Pills were traded this morning. I only have 32 Juhai Pills now."

Old Sun looked embarrassed and looked at Young Master Mo and said, "I am really sorry, I remembered the number wrong. How about giving 32 Juhai Pills to that young friend?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone below had twitching expressions and looked at Old Sun with strange faces.

There were no fools present. How could they not see that he wanted to maliciously raise the price and ended up losing it in their hands.

Now Young Master Mo asked him for Juhai Pills, but he couldn't take them out. This was really a lot of fun.

They had participated in countless trade fairs, but this was the first time they saw such a blunder. Everyone couldn't help but smile and watched the scene with a good show.

"What? You can't afford so many Juhai Pills! Then what are you shouting about!"

Young Master Mo's face turned completely black. He dared to bid a sky-high price at his trade fair, but didn't want it in the end. Isn't this ruining his place?

If he let this old man Sun go easily, where would his face be? Everyone in the next trade fair would be unruly.

Just as he was about to speak, the housekeeper Mo in the distance suddenly released the breath of the Gu King and said:

"Okay, since Old Master Sun can't afford so many Juhai Pills, let's postpone it. Master Ye will exchange 32 Juhai Pills for 10 ironwoods."

"But this kind of behavior must not be tolerated, otherwise how can the next trade fair be held? Where is the face of my Mo family?"

The expression of housekeeper Mo suddenly changed, and he said sternly: "Old Master Sun, you broke the rules first, so it is reasonable for me to fine you 32 Juhai Pills? Do you have any objections?"

The breath of housekeeper Mo's Gu King enveloped Old Master Sun, full of threats.

Old Sun suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, and his old face twitched.

Good fellow, he actually wanted to take all his Juhai Pills directly, which was too cruel, and he was going to kill him.

This housekeeper Mo was just asking for too much, and he was too greedy.

But under the influence of the Gu King's aura, he had to give in, otherwise he would not give this Gu King face, and this Mo Ba Pi would have an excuse to deal with him, and he would probably lose more by then.

He took a deep breath, turned his head stiffly, and tried to suppress the pain in his heart, and said to Mo Da Shao with a forced smile:

"I'm really sorry, I was confused, and I deserved to be punished. These 32 Juhai Pills will be given to Mo Da Shao as an apology. I hope Mo Da Shao will not bother with me."

Old Sun slowly walked to Mo Da Shao, reluctantly placed the 32 pill bottles containing Juhai Pills on the table, forced his eyes away, and retreated.

At this moment, his heart was bleeding. Those were thirty-two Juhai Pills. What a huge fortune!

Each Gu cultivator in the Marrow Cleansing Stage would have to exchange at least half of his fortune for them. God knows how much time he spent to refine those thirty-two Juhai Pills and how much time he lost in cultivation.

Losing thirty-two Juhai Pills is really too much for a normal alchemist.

And Young Master Mo stared at the thirty-two Juhai Pills on the table in a daze. Soon Long Xuan put another thirty-two Juhai Pills on the table. He was immediately overwhelmed.

My goodness, that's a total of sixty-four realm-breaking pills! Eating so many realm-breaking pills, I'm afraid even a pig can break through, right?

He really didn't want to break through. If he pretended to fail to break through, wouldn't it be a bit too fake? Wouldn't his father break his legs?

He looked disdainful at so many realm-breaking pills, but the hundreds of marrow-washing stage Gu cultivators below looked at so many realm-breaking pills with their eyes shining and greedy expressions.

As long as there is a realm-breaking pill, there is a possibility of becoming a spiritual sea stage Gu cultivator.

Who doesn't want to become a spiritual sea stage strongman? The temptation of becoming a spiritual sea stage strongman is too great for them. They can't wait to rush up and snatch all the realm-breaking pills on the table, but intimidated by the strength of the Mo family, everyone can only forcibly hold back this idea.

But not everyone is like this weirdo, Mo Dashao, who doesn't want to break through and doesn't want a realm-breaking pill.

After Master Mo collected all the realm-breaking pills, he said helplessly: "Okay, the ten nine-hundred-year-old ironwoods are yours, you can take them all now!"

"Those are all treasures I have worked hard to accumulate, you must treat them well."

"Don't worry, I will make them play their maximum value."

Long Xuan looked at Master Mo unexpectedly. He didn't expect that this person would remain calm in front of so many realm-breaking pills, with no expression of joy. His state of mind is very high, and he is an extraordinary person.

Long Xuan thought so in his heart, and quickly walked to the ten ironwoods, and then put all the ten ironwoods into his storage ring.

That is, his storage ring is a large size, and the treasures inside were tossed into the world tree seeds in advance, otherwise it would not be able to fit ten ironwoods anyway.

This thing cannot be easily loaded by normal storage equipment, otherwise the group of servants would not have taken the trouble to carry ten ironwoods over.

That is to say, these ironwoods are not very old, only nine hundred years old, otherwise they would be even bigger. It is said that there will be a qualitative leap after a thousand years, and both the volume and hardness will be greatly improved.

That is to say, when he put away the ten ironwoods, Mo Dashao could not bear to watch those treasures being taken away, and he had already walked away from the table.

According to the rules, he would be the next one to come on stage, so he could save time.

Of course, he could also give up showing off his treasures and choose to walk away directly, and naturally others would take the initiative to volunteer.

Long Xuan walked to the table generously and hung a list of materials recording more than one hundred kinds of spiritual medicines in front of the table for everyone to see.

Seeing the pills recorded on the list of materials, everyone present took a breath of cold air.

Good guy, half of them are thousand-year-old spiritual medicines, and the age of the rest of the spiritual medicines must be at least five hundred years. This is too rare, all of them are things that are priceless and extremely difficult to find.

What kind of pills are being refined that require so many expensive spiritual medicines, everyone was shocked.

However, what shocked them even more was yet to come. Master Ye had just thrown away thirty-two Juhai Pills, and now he put another hundred Juhai Pills on the table. Everyone was shocked and stood up involuntarily, their eyes were dull, and their breathing became rapid.

There were so many Juhai Pills. How many Linghai-stage masters would have to break through? When had they ever seen such a terrifying number of realm-breaking pills? Everyone was stunned.

Did Master Ye's Juhai Pills not cost money? He took them out in handfuls. He thought that the thirty-two Juhai Pills he had just taken out were amazing enough, but he didn't expect that this was far from his limit.

What on earth did that old man Sun think of that he dared to compete with this pervert for Juhai Pills? He deserved to lose.

At this time, Old Sun looked at the Juhai Pill bottles that filled half of the table. The corners of his mouth twitched and he was stunned on the spot. He wanted to slap himself at this time. He was so confused that he dared to compete with this pervert for the number of Juhai Pills.

Long Xuan smiled and placed a hundred pill bottles on the table, then said to the Gu cultivators below: "These are all the Sea Gathering Pills that my master made in his spare time, and asked me to sell them."

"Everything my master needs is on this piece of paper. One for one for a thousand-year-old item, I think the value should be equal, and two for one for a five-hundred-year-old item. Who wants to trade now?"

Long Xuan smiled and scanned the crowd. The paper recorded all the things that had not been collected yet on the recipe of the Soul-Restoring Pill.

Those thousand-year-old spiritual medicines could not be collected on the market at all, so he could only try his luck at this trade fair.

The Gu cultivators in the Marrow Cleansing Stage below were all famous Gu cultivators from all over the world, and their wealth was more amazing than the other. Maybe they could really collect all of them here today.

With luck, he could refine the Soul-Restoring Pill today.

Hearing this, Old Sun clenched his fists, and finally realized that he had hit a wall. He didn't expect that there was a mysterious alchemist behind this person who could easily refine more than a hundred Sea Gathering Pills.

Why didn't you say so earlier? Why did he get into this bad luck earlier? Isn't this courting death?

That's right, how could this genius alchemist not have a powerful master behind him? I should have thought of this earlier. Old Sun's face turned ashen.