Chapter 469 Spiritual herbs, buy and sell!

"Daoyou, how much do you sell this purple-leafed blue flower for?"

Wei Hong squatted in front of a material stall and asked about the price.

This stall not only had more than ten kinds of spiritual flowers and herbs, but also some spiritual minerals, animal bones, crystal stones and other materials.

The purple-leafed blue flower that Wei Hong wanted to buy was one of them, and there were three of them.

So he stopped and asked the price directly.

The old man with a goatee rolled his eyes and chuckled and replied: "If Daoyou wants it, three spiritual stones per plant will do."

Wei Hong's mouth shone slightly, and he replied without thinking: "Five spiritual stones per plant, if I can sell it, I will buy three plants at a time, if I can't sell it, forget it!"

Wei Hong didn't fall for the old man's attempt to fool him.

He had already inquired about the prices of various materials, and it would be wrong to think that he didn't know anything.

The old man with a goat beard looked anxious, and immediately shook his head and said, "Five spirit stones for three plants? That won't do, it's too low, too low, Daoist friend, please add a little more."

He looked shrewd, and when he said five spirit stones for three purple-leaved blue flowers, it was as if he was cutting meat. Most people might feel embarrassed to bargain down after seeing this, and might even be fooled by the old man with a goat beard.

But he didn't expect Wei Hong to be unwilling to say another word, and stood up and prepared to leave.

"Hey, Daoist friend, don't be in a hurry to leave, the price is negotiable!" The old man with a goat beard was anxious at this time. Seeing that Wei Hong had no intention of turning around, he immediately knew that he had met an expert, so he immediately waved to Wei Hong and shouted, "Five spirit stones for three plants, that's five spirit stones, Daoist friend, don't leave, I'll sell it to you!"

Wei Hong then slowly stopped and squatted in front of the stall again.

"Please help me pack it up, Daoist friend, this is five spirit stones!"

Wei Hong took out the spirit stones and handed them to the old man.

A bitter smile appeared on the shrewd face of the old man with goat beard, but he still quickly wrapped up the three purple-leafed blue flowers and handed them to Wei Hong.

Wei Hong thanked him, then put the purple-leafed blue flowers into his storage bag and turned to leave.

Today, he came to this market, not only to buy the twelve materials needed to refine the Light Spirit Pill, but also to purchase an alchemy furnace, and to rent an alchemy room in the alchemy workshop. His schedule was quite full.

These three purple-leafed orchids were the third alchemy material he bought. Among the twelve materials needed to refine the Light Spirit Pill, they were basically first-grade medium-quality spiritual flowers and herbs, and the price was between one and two spiritual stones, which made Wei Hong completely acceptable.

But overall, refining a furnace of Light Spirit Pill would cost at least eighteen spiritual stones.

If there was an error in any link during the refining process or the temperature was not properly controlled, then a furnace worth more than ten or twenty spiritual stones would be wasted.

If he refines seven or eight furnaces a day, at least hundreds of spirit stones will be consumed.

Such a huge investment and high resource consumption would be too much for ordinary casual cultivators. Even Wei Hong himself would never start to learn alchemy at this time if he did not have the help of vitality points.

"No wonder everyone says that among the four arts of cultivating immortals, alchemy is the most expensive and the most difficult to learn. It seems to be true. Without the support of a sect or family, ordinary people can't afford the various expenses and investments of alchemy."

When Wei Hong thought that he would spend more than ten or twenty spirit stones to refine a furnace of elixirs, he couldn't help but sigh.

Among the four arts of cultivating immortals, alchemy and refining are the ones he is not willing to touch for the time being.

There is only one reason, that is, the resources required to invest and consume are too large.

If the Qingling Pill was not a necessary pill to solve the pill poison in his body, he would not learn to refine the pill at this time.

In the next hour or so, Wei Hong bought all the other alchemy materials one by one.

After buying all the materials, he calculated that it would probably support him to refine eight furnaces of pills.

As for after all the materials of the eight furnaces were consumed, he would naturally continue to buy until he could really refine the Qingling Pill. It was impossible to stop in the middle.

"Damn it, fortunately I have gradually saved a little since I opened the store, otherwise I might not even be able to afford the materials for refining pills!"

Looking at the various materials placed in the storage bag, Wei Hong couldn't help but smile bitterly: "I don't know how many furnaces I have to refine to succeed."

Shaking his head, he suppressed the distracting thoughts in his heart and walked to another stall.

It was a stall selling pills and pill furnaces. The stall owner was a middle-aged man who looked a little thin and his face was not healthy. Even before he walked to the front of the stall, Wei Hong had heard the stall owner cough several times.

"My fellow Taoist, how much is this pill furnace?"

Walking to the front of the stall, Wei Hong politely asked the price.

On this stall, there were more than ten or twenty jade bottles of various elixirs, but there was only one elixir furnace, which looked quite simple and ancient. Wei Hong could even faintly smell a unique medicinal fragrance. It was obvious that this elixir furnace must have been used for a long time. I don’t know why the stall owner would sell it.

Hearing someone asking the price, the thin middle-aged stall owner immediately looked up at Wei Hong, then smiled slightly and said, "Thank you for your courtesy, fellow Daoist. This elixir furnace was originally used by Zheng. Although it is a first-level middle-grade elixir furnace, Zheng has been using it to refine elixirs for more than ten years. This elixir furnace is definitely not inferior to some first-level top-grade elixir furnaces. If you want it, one hundred and twenty spirit stones will be enough."

The price offered by the thin middle-aged stall owner was not too high, only more than ten spirit stones higher than the market price.

Wei Hong frowned slightly when he heard this. He looked at the middle-aged stall owner and asked, "Oh? Since it is a beloved item that you have used for many years, why are you selling it?"

"Haha, to be honest, my foundation is damaged due to some reasons, and I am a little exhausted from refining pills." A trace of misery flashed across the face of the middle-aged stall owner, and then he smiled bitterly and replied, "I have no choice but to sell this pill furnace, hoping to save some spirit stones and see if I can buy pills to heal my injuries."

As he said this, the thin middle-aged stall owner covered his mouth with his hand and coughed twice again.

Wei Hong was silent for a while, and his face became a little heavier.

In fact, he already believed it in his heart, because he could feel that the middle-aged stall owner was indeed injured.

However, whether what the middle-aged stall owner said was true or not was not important. What was important was the quality of the alchemy furnace and whether it met his requirements.

So Wei Hong asked the middle-aged stall owner softly: "Daoyou, can I see this alchemy furnace?"

"Daoyou, please!"

The middle-aged stall owner smiled and extended his hand to signal!