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The price of the pills was very high.

"A top-grade foundation-building pill only costs 6,000 low-grade spirit stones." Seeing Qu Ling'er turn her head, Lin Zixuan added before she could speak.

Qu Ling'er's smile froze on her face, looking a little funny.

After all, the foundation-building pill is just a foundation-building pill, and even if it is a top-grade foundation-building pill, the price is not exaggerated. Most of the top-grade foundation-building pills in the market are only low-grade, and they are sold for 2,000 to 3,000 low-grade spirit stones, and the top-grade ones are sold for 6,000 to 7,000 spirit stones. The price he asked for is already very favorable.

But for ordinary Qi-refining cultivators, that is not a small amount of money. The monthly salary of Qi-refining disciples in the sect is only ten low-grade spirit stones. It takes six hundred months, fifty years, to collect these six thousand low-grade spirit stones.

Not to mention the need to use spirit stones for cultivation and trading.

So ordinary cultivators will go out to explore treasures, collect herbs to sell, do sect tasks or do some side jobs to make money, such as refining pills, refining tools, drawing talismans, etc.

So in order to improve their cultivation and become foundation-building cultivators, most of them buy low-grade foundation-building pills, and when they break through the foundation-building, they are mostly low-grade foundation-building pills, and the upper limit is there.

This amount of spirit stones is not something she can afford as the fifteenth elder of the outer sect. After all, with the love of her father and the gifts from her original body, her wealth is still quite rich.

"Brother Lin, you are kidding." Qu Linger smiled stiffly.

"Junior sister, why do you say that? Do you want me to give it to you for free? After all, I didn't get my pills for free. I hope you can understand me." Lin Zixuan said sincerely.

"I saw the elder give you the foundation-building pill. Why do you have to pay me with spiritual stones?" Qu Ling'er thought depressedly.

Qu Ling'er looked at the handsome face in front of her and lost her excitement. There was a little more disgust in her eyes.

Qu Ling'er touched the storage bag and felt the spiritual stones in the storage bag. She couldn't help but feel entangled. After all, she was spending her own spiritual stones.

After a moment of hesitation, she said, "Then... I want three foundation-building pills!"

Lin Zixuan took out the bottle of foundation-building pills, which had a total of ten pills. He circulated his spiritual power and three pills floated to his palm.

"Okay, I'll give you 18,000 low-grade spiritual stones. One hand for the pill and the other for the spiritual stone." Lin Zixuan replied with a grin, and was also surprised that this girl was quite rich.

He was not short of spirit stones, nor of foundation-building pills. His father was the sect master, and he had already given him several bottles of top-grade foundation-building pills, but others didn't know about it.

Qu Ling'er still didn't ask for it directly, perhaps because she felt that Lin Zixuan's attitude towards her had changed.

And this was his purpose.

Qu Ling'er took out a storage bag and put 18,000 low-grade spirit stones in it, then used her spiritual power to hand it to him and said, "Here are the spirit stones for you."

After that, she took out an empty jade bottle and put the three foundation-building pills in it. She also checked the quality of the pills, and felt that the medicinal properties and spiritual power of the pills were abundant, and she was quite satisfied. Such quality pills were much better than those in the market, and Li Feng's foundation-building journey would be much smoother.

After sending Qu Ling'er away, Lin Zixuan opened the defense formation and went in to sort out his insights.

The next day, Lin Zixuan felt that his foundation was more solid, and he was one step closer to foundation-building.

But he didn't want to break through the foundation-building stage, after all, the qualification to enter the Youyun Secret Realm was to be below the foundation-building stage.

There are still ten days before the opening of Youyun Secret Realm. Lin Zixuan is going to Yunhong Market.

Yunhong Market is a market for casual cultivators. It is a market organized by Yunhong Zhenren, who is at the peak of Jindan stage, for casual cultivators to trade. It is named because of fair trade.

The market is located in a village 500 kilometers south of Yunhai Mountain. There are mortals and cultivators in this village, but there are more mortals than cultivators.

Many mortals work and collect herbs here just to earn spirit stones.

Spirit stones are rare in the mortal world, but there are always ways to get them here. By saving some spirit stones in exchange for gold and silver, an ordinary person can buy a property, land, or shop in the mortal world and live a wealthy life.

After four hours of rushing, three-fifths of Lin Zixuan's powerful spiritual power has gone. He quickly took a Qi-recovering pill and recovered after a short breath.

Looking at the Yunhong Market in the distance, Lin Zixuan was very excited. It was the first time he saw a trading market in the world of immortal cultivation, and he was still very curious.

He handed in two low-grade spiritual stones at the entrance of the market to enter the market, and no one was blind enough to provoke him.

After all, his robes and boots were not ordinary items at first glance. They were exquisitely made, and the silk threads were rare golden silk, which was a rare spiritual material. If this kind of cultivator is not a high-level cultivator, then he has a good background. No one can provoke him.

Willing to provoke at will.

Golden silk is known for its toughness and is a good material for making high-end robes. It is mainly used by foundation-building monks. It can provide good defense and can also arrange five or six formations with good defense.

Ordinary foundation-building robes can only deploy two or three ordinary defense formations. You can imagine how precious golden silk is.

The moment Lin Zixuan entered the market, many covetous eyes passed by him, just like looking at a fat sheep, but they just looked at him. After all, his robes have the function of concealing breath, which can only be seen by Jindan-stage monks.

If someone wants to take advantage of him, be careful not to fall over.

Walking on the streets of the market, there are many monks setting up stalls on the ground. Following the plot memory, he came to a stall. The stall was set up by a little girl who looked about ten years old, thin, and only had the cultivation of the first level of Qi Refining.

Ordinary linen was spread on the ground, with some herbs, ores, and some worn-out items, some made of stone and some made of metal, but most of them were worn-out magic tools, presumably items picked up from the battle field of the monks.

Looking at the only complete item on the stall, it was a small stone stick, only the size of a finger. Who would have thought that such a small stone was the key to the immortal's retreat!

In the plot, Li Feng will come to this market in the next few days. He accidentally bought this small stick, which qualified him to enter the immortal's retreat, and it was an important opportunity for him to embark on the road of transformation.

Pretending to look at other things on the stall, he picked up the small stick without making a sound. After careful perception, Lin Zixuan, who had the experience of the Mahayana period, detected a trace of immortal charm, which was hidden so deeply that even the great power of transformation could not detect anything unusual.

After putting it down, he looked at a few more items, picked up a few herbs and a small stick, and asked the little girl.

"Daoyou, how many spirit stones do you want for these?"

She seemed very surprised. After all, she was just a small cultivator at the first level of Qi Refining, and she was at the bottom of the society in this market.

Looking at the strange man in front of her, wearing gorgeous robes, she knew that she could not afford to offend him, and she did not dare to raise any other bad intentions.

Looking at the herbs and small round sticks she picked up, she silently estimated a suitable price in her heart and quoted: "Senior, these items are thirty low-grade spirit stones."

Although it was a little expensive, it was not outrageous.

The herbs he selected were also ordinary varieties of herbs, including two ginsengs that were several decades old. They were far from being spiritual medicines, but they were also valuable in the mortal world.

He just looked at his own small world and thought about enriching the varieties inside.

"Okay, I'll give you spirit stones." He took out thirty low-grade spirit stones and put the items into the system space. He was not at ease to put such an important key in the storage bag.

He did not meet a brainless rich second generation, and completed the transaction directly.

He went to other stalls and bought some rare herbs.

He turned and left the market, and after running for dozens of kilometers, he stopped directly. Three people in front of him intercepted him on the road.