Spirit Plant Immortal Clan

Although Alchemist Lin still has blood wind grass of medium quality, how can he sell those good things that can be used to refine blood wind pills of medium quality.

At the same time, he secretly thought in his heart.

"Zhao Yuanqian is suspicious by nature, so he must have guessed something."

"If it weren't for Feng Han, that kid cultivated too many medium-quality blood wind grasses. I relied on those medium-quality blood wind grasses to refine a lot of medium-quality blood wind pellets. There were only a few trustworthy casual cultivators. They I’m not rich, so it’s impossible for me to sell those batches of Zhongcheng Blood Wind Pills in a short period of time.”

"Back then, in order to purchase the first-level middle-grade alchemy inheritance from the Danqiu Zhao family behind Danqiu Pavilion, I still owed some debts. In recent days, I have been urging me to pay it back."

"The auction at the end of the year is coming soon, and I still need to collect spiritual stones to buy the first-level mid-grade alchemy furnace at this auction."

"Otherwise, we really shouldn't have come up with so many medium-quality Blood Wind Pills for sale here."

"But fortunately, we were prepared in advance."

Thinking of this, Master Lin couldn't help but sneer in his heart.

To deal with people like the old man, telling them directly that the Zhongxuefengcao was grown by his own family would eliminate Liu Fenghan's suspicion.

The old man was the steward of Danqiu Pavilion, named "Zhao Yuanqian", who came from the Danqiu Zhao family behind Danqiu Pavilion.

With such forces behind him, his cultivation level is naturally not low, and he has already reached the advanced stage of Qi training.

Therefore, Master Lin was particularly wary of this person. After all, he was only in the middle stage of Qi training.

Naturally, Master Lin was unwilling to take out the remaining Zhongcheng Blood Wind Grass, so he could only shake his head.

"There aren't many Zhongcheng Blood Wind Grasses appearing in my house. They have all been refined into elixirs."

The old steward smiled and didn't ask further questions, just said.

"It seems that the blood wind grass of medium quality is no longer associated with our clan. However, if you, Master Lin, find blood wind grass of medium quality in the future, please contact our clan."

"In addition, including this batch of elixirs, in the early years, Alchemist Lin has repaid the hundreds of spiritual stones you owed me for purchasing the first-level mid-grade alchemy inheritance from our clan."

"In fact, since this batch of elixirs is of high value, our pavilion should give some more spiritual stones to fellow Taoists."

"Congratulations, fellow Taoist."

After saying that, the old manager Zhao took out some spiritual stones from the storage bag and handed them to Alchemist Lin.

Alchemist Lin, who had always been extremely serious, couldn't help but show a bit of joy at this moment.

Over the years, the spiritual stone he owed to the family behind Danqiu Pavilion had been like a big mountain, pressing down on him so tightly that he could hardly breathe.

Now, the debt was finally paid off, and he suddenly became lighter.

Afterwards, he said a few polite words and left the place.

Manager Zhao Yuanqian then summoned a middle-aged man from Danqiu Pavilion wearing the same kind of attire as him.

"This Master Lin is an old fox, and what he says is bound to be false."

"Go and check if Master Lin has found any good channels recently to get the blood wind grass of average quality."

"In addition, check whether the two acres of blood wind grass in Master Lin's home are taken care of by a spirit planter or a spirit planter apprentice. If so, also check the details of that person."

"I'm investigating whether Master Lin has been selling blood wind pills of average quality to others in private these days."

A strange color flashed through the middle-aged man's eyes, and he probably guessed what Manager Zhao Yuanqian was thinking, and he followed the order and left honestly.

The old manager Zhao Yuanqian looked at the middle-aged man's leaving figure with a sense of expectation.

"I hope that Master Lin is not really lucky."

"If Danqiu Pavilion can also get some middle-quality blood wind grass and hand it over to the veteran first-order middle-grade alchemy alchemy in the clan, or even directly let the clan leader, the first-order high-grade alchemist, refine it, it will definitely be able to be refined. Once we produce more medium-quality Blood Wind Pills, it will be difficult for Danqiu Pavilion to do well in business."

"It would be a waste to put this average-quality Blood Wind Grass in the hands of Alchemist Lin, who has just entered the first-level middle-grade alchemy course."

Although the Danqiu Zhao family behind him has a good foundation, they do not have any spiritual planting techniques that can steadily improve the quality of spiritual plants. They do have experience in carefully cultivating some spiritual plants, but they have no experience in caring for blood wind grass.

Therefore, this force lacks the middle quality Blood Wind Grass.

………

A few days later.

In the bustling inner city of Fang City, there is an alchemy shop "Danqiu Pavilion" on the commercial street.

A quiet room.

"Uncle Yuan Qian, I found out that he is a mid-level qi-training casual cultivator who has a good relationship with Master Lin. Recently, he obtained a batch of medium-quality blood wind grass from the land of the demon clan."

"Because that person had a good relationship with Alchemist Lin, and because Master Lin's prices were higher, the casual cultivator sold those medium-quality blood wind grasses to Alchemist Lin."

"The two acres of blood wind grass in Master Lin's home are also taken care of by Lingzhifu, but he is just a little guy who has just joined Lingzhi and has no reputation."

"As for whether Master Lin sold other medium-quality Blood Wind Pills to other monks, it has not yet been found out. This matter may take a very long time."

The mysterious middle-aged man who had been ordered to investigate Master Lin before said to the elderly Zhao Yuanqian of Danqiu Pavilion.

"Is the origin of the Blood Wind Grass true?"

Zhao Yuanqian, the old steward of Danqiu Pavilion, asked.

"It should be true. I asked about the blood wind grass thing after I cast an illusion on the casual cultivator to confuse him."

The middle-aged man said especially confidently.

Zhao Yuanqian, the old steward of the Zhao family in Danqiu Pavilion, felt relieved when he heard that the middle-aged man used illusion.

His junior name is Zhao Minghui, Shan Lunxiu. Although he is inconspicuous among the Danqiu Zhao family behind Danqiu Pavilion, this Zhao Minghui is a rare illusion cultivator, specializing in various illusion techniques.

For this reason, his magic skills are extraordinary, and he can often kill others without their awareness.

It was for this reason that Zhao Yuanqian, the old steward of the Zhao family, left him in the Danqiu Pavilion in the inner city of Feixingfang City to serve as a helper and specialize in gathering information on weekdays.

Then, "Zhao Yuanqian", the old steward of Danqiu Pavilion, also asked again.

"Does the casual cultivator still have blood wind grass of average quality in his hands?"

Zhao Minghui, a middle-aged man who is good at using illusions, shook his head and even replied with a little envy.

"No, those casual cultivators were all bought by Master Lin at a high price of six spiritual stones each."

"Once this matter was over, the casual cultivator also obtained a first-level mid-level realm transformation pill from Master Lin, and broke through a small realm."

Zhao Yuanqian frowned slightly and sighed.

"Pity."

"Continue to investigate this matter to prevent that old fox, Alchemist Lin, from cheating."

"The casual cultivator should also pay close attention. The Blood Wind Grass is particularly rare. If this casual cultivator really finds the Blood Wind Grass among the demon clan, I am afraid that the treasure land with the Blood Wind Grass that this person found will be extraordinary. , I can’t guarantee that in this person’s hands, or there is a higher quality elixir in that treasure land.”

Fantasy cultivator Zhao Minghui nodded. "I understand Uncle Yuan Qian."

…

at the same time.

Feixingfang City outer city residential area.

In a small alley.

"Brother Lin, your first-level middle-grade Meditation Pill is really easy to use. It can even resist the illusion methods used by Zhao Minghui's mid-stage Qi training illusion cultivator."

"Do you still have it?"

A middle-aged man with a thin body and cold eyes like snakes asked Master Lin with a smile.

"You think the first-level middle-grade Jingxin Pills are jelly beans. After eating one, you still want another."

"Now that this matter is over, don't talk about it anymore. Remember to keep today's matter in your stomach, otherwise the conditions you agreed to before will be invalid."

Master Lin said coldly.