Natural fairy species

"Oh, what wind brought Junior Brother Bai here, Senior Brother, I have been in love with you for a long time!"

Before anyone arrived, a clear voice came.

Bai Zichen looked up and saw a middle-aged man walking in, his cheeks were thin and sharp, and he was showing a spring-like smile at this moment.

To let others see it, it must be surprising.

Deacon Lang Zhongping, who has always been stern and unsmiling, almost burst into laughter when he treated this underachiever in the sect.

"I met Senior Brother Lang, who has been practicing in seclusion recently. After receiving the letter, I didn't come to visit Fangshi immediately."

He stretched out his hand and didn't hit the smiling face, not to mention that this deacon Lang was the one his uncle made acquaintance with, and after he got in, he specially wrote to ask Lang Zhongping to take care of his nephew.

"Brother Bai also mentioned Junior Brother Bai in his letter a while ago, and he cares about you a lot!"

After the two sat down, Lang Zhongping quickly drew closer with Bai Jiu'an.

Originally, a late-stage Qi refining monk of the Mozhubai clan had a good conversation with him, but it was impossible to pay more attention to him.

But if the other party has a nephew who has become an inner disciple and has a bright future, then that's a different matter.

Lang Zhongping was well-informed, and had heard of Bai Zichen for a long time. Today, seeing that he was indeed at the late stage of Qi refining, he had already adjusted his attitude in his mind.

Lang Zhongping was also an inner sect disciple back then, but he was too far away from the true teaching, so he gave up on the true teaching test.

From an ordinary manager, I slowly climbed up to where I am today.

He is very clear about what it means for a disciple who has not yet reached the crown inner sect to have a late-stage Qi refining practice.

Not surprisingly, the status of a true disciple was securely obtained.

Moreover, at this age, they all belong to the few people with the greatest hope of foundation establishment in the true biography.

"Uncle led me into the path of cultivating immortals, taught me to grow up, this kindness is like a mountain."

Bai Zichen said sincerely.

Uncle Bai Jiu'an received a letter last month, and he finally broke through to the ninth level of Qi refining in the beginning of this year, unfortunately he is already fifty-one years old.

Even with the help of Purple Ginseng Pills, Bai Jiu'an still failed to practice Qi-refining Dzogchen at the peak age of Qi and blood.

Every year in the future, the foundation establishment hope will drop by one point.

The letter also mentioned that the patriarch Bai Xianzhong had nominated Bai Jiuan to be the fourth elder of the Bai family. It is estimated that the referral within the clan has ended by this time, and the uncle has already taken the position of the fourth elder.

"Senior brother Lang, you are in charge of the market and are familiar with the market. I have a few things in my hand that I want to sell, please show me."

After chatting for a while, Bai Zichen returned to the main topic.

The quality of the magical artifacts sold in the Zongmen store is not as good as that of Wanbao Pavilion next door, but there is no difference in the recycled items.

The last time he went back, Bai Zichen regretted it. If he hadn't been in a hurry to buy those two artifacts, he should have gone to his sect shop to exchange them for spirit stones, and then went shopping in Wanbao Pavilion.

In his capacity, the price given for recovered items might be higher.

"It's a trivial matter, senior brother, I will give you a fair price estimate!"

Lang Zhongping waved his hand, generously covering everything.

Bai Zichen put the two poisonous sacs taken from the Grimacing Jade Spider on the table, and after a simple treatment, a stench wafted out.

"It's quite poisonous, which monster did Junior Brother Bai get it from?"

Looking at the mucus left by the poison sac and the corroded pits on the jade tabletop, Lang Zhongping's eyes twitched, he took out a pair of animal skin gloves and put them on before flipping the poison sac.

"It turned out to be the poisonous sac of the Grimacing Jade Spider. Junior brother is lucky... and has a good skill!"

Lang Zhongping was indeed well-informed, and he could see the origin of the poison sac at a glance.

After seeing the second larger poison sac, he was even more shocked. This poison sac was superior in size and toxicity, and it could only be obtained from first-order peak monsters.

This junior brother Bai practiced at an astonishing speed. He did not expect that his fighting skills were so strong. He was not a monk who only practiced hard.

"The small one is fifty spirit stones, the big one is eighty spirit stones... If the younger brother is willing to part with each other, I can get one hundred and fifty spirit stones together, how about it?"

Bai Zichen knew that this price was Lang Zhongping's intentional gesture of favor, anyway, he was spending the sect's spirit stones to form a relationship with his own family, which was a free benefit.

"There is also this elixir, brother Lang, please take a look."

A blood red elixir with a fishy smell, which was obtained from the monks of the Ghost Spirit Sect, the uncle couldn't identify the source of the elixir even after looking for someone.

I happened to be here today, and I asked them together, which also solved my doubts at the beginning.

Lang Zhongping cautiously distinguished for a long time before slowly saying: "If you are not mistaken, it should be the Boiling Blood Pill from the Ghost Spirit Sect, which can instantly strengthen the blood and reach the state of a first-level perfect body-refining monk. But it can only last for ten breaths. It seems to be used in conjunction with a magic technique, which has no effect on us orthodox monks."

Bai Zichen wrote down the name, collected the pill, and sold both poison sacs to the Zongmen shop.

I have my own manager running errands, completed the delivery of the goods, and sent the Lingshi over.

Lang Zhongping intended to make friends, and the atmosphere of their conversation was quite relaxed. They chatted about interesting things in the market, which gave Bai Zichen a lot of insight.

"By the way, I have one more thing to ask Senior Brother Lang. I wonder which ones are the cheapest first-order flying swords in the market?"

Bai Zichen still didn't give up, and asked for information about Feifeijian.

"Junior brother, I have recently become interested in kendo, and I want to buy two cheap flying swords to practice fencing."

"If you want to talk about high quality and low price, the black bamboo sword from your family, Junior Brother Bai, is naturally the first to be recommended. Regardless of whether the market is good or bad, there will always be five hundred spirit stones, and each time you hang it for a month or two, you can sell it."

Lang Zhongping smirked, knowing that Bai Zichen definitely didn't want this answer, so he asked the steward to send him a thick volume of notebooks, and went through it for a long time.

"Currently, there are seven first-order flying swords on sale in the Zongmen store, and the prices are all above 500 spirit stones, and the cheapest ones are also... Hey, there are really two cheap flying swords."

"How cheap?"

Bai Zichen originally asked casually, but he didn't expect to be pleasantly surprised.

He was frightened by the huge cost of Galaxy Sword Formation, and he was unwilling to give up, so he planned to gather twelve cheapest flying swords first.

It doesn't pay attention to the power of the flying sword, it's just to try to see if the Xinghe sword formation can be arranged.

"I asked the people below to send it over for a look, and the younger brother will understand."

Although Lang Zhongping didn't understand why Bai Zichen wanted to buy a cheap flying sword, he sounded like he wanted to buy more than just one.

But today it is mainly to form a good relationship, so that there will be a mysterious aid in the inner sect in the future, so naturally I will not explore these subtleties.

The disciples in Fangshi were very efficient in doing things, and within less than a cup of tea, a court servant brought two flying swords over.

"The ghost-slaying mahogany sword and the demon-suppressing mahogany sword are from the same craftsman. It was the first time for that man to forge flying swords, so he chose the wood-type flying sword with the lowest cost. It was refined, but the attributes were poor. Some are not very easy to sell."

Bai Zichen copied the two flying swords in his hands, and only then did he understand why they couldn't be sold.

Both are made of century-old mahogany wood, among which 24 ghost-suppressing runes are fused into the ghost-slaying mahogany sword, which has a great restraint effect on ghosts.

And the peach wood sword of suppressing demons, fused with 24 runes of refining demons, autocratic demon cultivators.

But other than that, whether it is flying with a sword or defeating the enemy, there is nothing outstanding.

If you compare the black bamboo sword, the flying speed of these two peach wood swords is 20% slower, the lethality is 30% weaker, and the flying sword itself is even weaker.

Such a mahogany sword only has the name of flying sword, so it's better to buy two other magic weapons with Lingshi.

"It's really tasteless, no wonder it's not easy to sell... I don't know how many spirit stones I want if I buy it together?"

Just when Lang Zhongping thought he was going to throw away the mahogany sword and look for other flying swords, Bai Zichen made another inquiry.

Bai Zichen was really interested.