Mortal Immortal Gourd

The old shopkeeper of the medicine shop has been regretting recently that he didn’t buy more of the anti-aging pills last time because he was worried about buying fake medicine.

After taking the two pills, his physical condition is much better than before.

Recently, his waist and legs don’t hurt when he walks, and his urination no longer wets his shoes.

Having tasted the benefits of this anti-aging pill, he wants to buy it again, but he can’t find anyone.

Moreover, the old demon Hu who sold him the pills seems to have committed a crime and is wanted by the black market.

Maybe he will never have the chance to buy this anti-aging pill again in the future.

Just when the old shopkeeper was upset, a man wearing a black cloak covering his face walked in.

“What do you need, sir?”

The cloaked man walked in front of the shopkeeper and gently lifted a corner of the cloak, revealing half of his face and a cold triangular eye.

"Hehehe..."

"Still doing business?"

The old shopkeeper was stunned for a moment, then quickly reacted and said, "Do it, do it, do it..."

"Sir, please come in!"

The two walked into the same secret room again, one after the other.

The old shopkeeper brewed another pot of Yunwu Mountain Spirit Tea as before.

Er Gouzi drank a cup, and it tasted the same as last time.

"This tea is good, give me two catties later."

The old shopkeeper showed an embarrassment on his face.

"This tea is trafficked from the Wan Yao Country, and I only have two taels in total."

He really only had two taels, and he had been saving it for several years and was reluctant to drink it.

"How about this, I'll give you a jade pill in exchange for your two taels of tea, do you want to exchange it?"

"Exchange!"

Faced with Er Gouzi's high price, the old shopkeeper would be a fool if he didn't exchange it.

"Can you get the saplings or seeds of this tea?"

"No, the spiritual tea of ​​Yunwu Mountain is of good quality, and another big reason is its special environment."

"And the monsters in Yunwu Mountain only sell tea leaves and strictly control the outflow of tea seeds."

When he heard that he couldn't get the saplings, Er Gouzi felt a little regretful.

He found that this tea was quite helpful in recovering the fatigue of spiritual consciousness.

As for the black jade pill, it was the pill he planted and refined by himself. It was priceless to others, but he had a lot of it.

"I came to you today to exchange the pill for some spiritual stones."

"I wonder how many spiritual stones you have saved?"

"17 medium-grade spiritual stones."

The boss said confidently.

As for the origin of these 17 medium-grade spiritual stones, he sold two black jade pills that he bought for 5 spiritual stones each.

One of them was sold for 7 spiritual stones, and the other was sold for 10 spiritual stones.

This kind of extremely rare elixir often has no fixed price. Some people are in a hurry or spend a lot of money, so they sell it at a higher price.

"I still have more than 3,000 low-grade spirit stones. Can I buy some elixirs from you? I can increase the price."

"Low-grade spirit stones can only buy Qi-gathering pills and Huanzhen pills for Qi training."

Er Gouzi hesitated for a moment before agreeing. He also liked low-grade spirit stones.

The two discussed in the secret room for a while, and the boss used all 17 medium-grade spirit stones to buy the Rejuvenation Pill.

More than 3,000 low-grade spirit stones bought 500 ordinary Qi-gathering pills.

Recently, the spiritual fields in Sanyang County have had a bumper harvest, and a lot of spiritual medicines have been harvested.

However, most of them are low-level spiritual medicines, and Er Gouzi doesn't need them, so he took the time to refine these medicinal materials into elixirs.

Now he has a lot of Qi training pills in his hands.

Half an hour later, Er Gouzi came out of the medicine shop. He found an empty corner and changed his body shape.

He turned into an ordinary Qi-refining cultivator and sat on the ground near the medicine shop to set up a stall.

He watched here to see if the old shopkeeper would betray him.

He had been guarding the door of the ammunition shop for a whole day, but he didn't see the old shopkeeper have any contact with outsiders.

Only then did he feel relieved to leave.

He left the black market as an ordinary person.

He hid near the black market for a long time, and it seemed that everything was really calm.

It seems that this time when he entered the black market, his true identity was not discovered, and the old shopkeeper should not have betrayed him.

It seems that they can continue to cooperate in the future.

Er Gouzi left Qingzhou City with the spirit stone, and nothing happened on the way home.

However, when he returned to Shanyang County, Huang Laocai hurriedly found him.

"Master, Master!"

"What's the matter?"

"Look at this."

Huang Laocai handed a letter to Er Gouzi.

The envelope was written by Zhang Ergou, the governor of Sanyang County.

"Where did this come from?"

"It's under my pillow. I saw it when I got up this morning."

Huang Laocai said with a little shock.

He now has the ability to cultivate Qi, and there are many foundation-building cultivators in the county government office.

These people come and go freely in the county government office, and also left a letter under Huang Laocai's pillow.

This is full of provocative and dangerous meanings.

Er Gouzi scanned it with his spiritual sense and found nothing unusual, so he tore open the envelope and pulled out the letter inside.

It was only a thin piece of paper, and there was not much content on it.

The meaning was that the other party wanted to open a black market in Sanyang County, hoping to get the support of the governor. In return, they would leave a few free shops for the governor.

This letter should be sent to him by the black market. The tone shows a sense of arrogance and arrogance. They don't take him, the county governor, seriously at all.

In his own territory, the black market was opened under his nose, and they even wrote a letter to tell him.

Leaving a few free shops for Er Gouzi was actually said to be giving him face.

Er Gouzi was instinctively unhappy when he saw this letter.

The tone was that no matter whether the county government agreed or not, the other party had already opened it.

If it were usual, Er Gouzi would definitely not agree. If he dared to run to his territory and make trouble, he would be chopped off directly.

However, since he saw the strength of the black market last time, he was a little scared.

Decided to be cautious.

Er Gouzi rode a goose to the border that day and found Fatty Chen. The only person he could ask now was probably Fatty Chen.

The pair of shoes in Fatty Chen's arms became brighter and brighter as he touched them.

After hearing Er Gouzi's intention, Fatty Chen was silent for a moment before saying.

"Let them open the gate. You can't beat them. Even if I join you, I can't beat them."

"Who has such great strength that even you are afraid of!"

Er Gouzi really didn't understand what kind of powerful force could make Fatty Chen feel inferior.

Other Jindan might be afraid, but Fatty Chen is a general of the Zhenguo Army, and now he is responsible for rebuilding the Zhenguo Army.

"I don't know much either. I just know that their origins are not simple, and the government has to give in to them.

That's why the black market is open all over the Great Zhou Dynasty, doing many illegal transactions."