Chapter 89 Red Bearded Tiger Blood Essence

Gu Changhuan, who had already walked away, naturally didn't know that his spiritual roots had been seen through again. If he knew, he would definitely shudder.

Even monks of the Zifu stage like Taoist Hedong need to use secret techniques to see into other people's spiritual roots, but Jin Sanchi can directly see his spiritual roots without any secret techniques. This is even an ordinary Jindan stage monk. Things that even monks cannot do.

If Jin Sanchi is not a natural spiritual eye, he is at least a Nascent Soul Stage monk.

Following what Jin Sanchi said, Gu Changhuan quickly found the restaurant called "Chu Badie".

As soon as he walked to the door of the restaurant, he smelled the aroma of food and wine that made people want to eat. Although it was already late, the restaurant was very lively.

The maid with a delicate face came forward

"Please come in, sir. Do you want to sit in the box or in the lobby?"

Gu Changhuan wanted to inquire about the news by the way, so he said

"In the hall, ask for a seat by the window or in the corner."

"Okay, sir, please come with me."

The maid led Gu Changhuan to a seat by the window with a smile. After Gu Changhuan sat down, she took out a menu and handed it to Gu Changhuan with both hands. m.

Gu Changhuan casually flipped through the menu and was secretly stunned: It is indeed the largest restaurant in Dafang City in Hengzhou, but it actually sells third-level high-grade spiritual wine.

He randomly ordered three dishes and a pot of second-grade middle-grade spiritual wine.

While waiting for the food and wine to be served, Gu Changhuan seemed to be looking at the scenery outside the window, but in fact, he quietly released his consciousness and secretly inquired for information.

"Have you heard? Recently, everything sold in Treasure Building has been discounted, a full 20% off!" The foundation-building monk in the corner whispered to his companion.

"You don't know the inside story. In fact, Jubao Pavilion has increased the price of most spiritual items by 30%. What a discount. It's just a bluff! It can only deceive those monks who are new to the place." The man's companion replied.

Gu Changhuan laughed when he heard this: What you buy is not as good as what you sell, that's probably the case. However, people become better with age, and there are not many immortal cultivators who are easy to fool.

It seems that these two people should have been hanging around Sanyangfang City all year round and know the city very well.

He listened silently, only to hear the man continue to speak

"Even if there is a 10% discount now, few of them will buy it in the foundation period. They are all waiting for the Mingyang auction in a month's time!"

Mingyang Auction? Gu Changhuan immediately caught this key word.

"Yes! The final product of this Mingyang auction is the quota to enter the Senheng Secret Realm! Fifteen of them! They are only sold to casual cultivators, so the Shaoyang Sect is considered kind. There are natural and earthly treasures in the Senheng Secret Realm. Countless of them, if they can come out alive, it is almost a sure thing to advance into the Zi Mansion!"

echoed the monk who first spoke.

At this time, the food and drinks ordered by Gu Changhuan were served.

"I've borrowed everything I can these days, and I've only managed to collect 30,000 spirit stones. I heard that the lowest price for a quota last time was 70,000."

Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, another casual cultivator also began to complain.

"Who says it's not the case! We casual cultivators are having a hard time. To be honest, brother Zhang, I started borrowing spiritual stones from everywhere a few months ago, but the spiritual stones I have now are not half as good as what I have in my hands!"

Hearing this, Gu Changhuan quietly withdrew his consciousness.

The casual cultivators are alone and have no worries. Even if they make some friends, most of them are casual cultivators. Let alone being friendly, even if they ask for help if they have any difficulties, it is difficult to get help.

In fact, in this world of cultivating immortals, casual cultivators are the majority. Whether it is a family or a sect, the number is far less than that of casual cultivators. However, casual cultivators fight on their own and are no more cohesive than family sects, so they have never been able to achieve success. , can only be suppressed by the family sect.

There are many casual cultivators with outstanding talents and talents, but such people will basically be recruited by sects or families when they have achieved a little success in cultivation;

Even if there are those casual cultivators who do not join the sect and family but have managed to survive to the Nascent Soul, they are all pursuing a further step and cannot gather the casual cultivators, otherwise the world of immortal cultivation would be a different scene.

Gu Changhuan shook his head, why did he think so much? It had nothing to do with him, so he might as well think of something useful.

For example...the Mingyang Auction one month later.

Although he doesn't have to worry about the quota, he thinks there will be a lot of good things at the Mingyang auction, and he can't miss it.

After eating and drinking, Gu Changhuan packed two pots of third-grade high-grade spiritual wine and slowly returned to the Sanxiu Square.

When he passed a stall, his steps suddenly slowed down.

"May I ask this fellow Taoist, what is this?"

Gu Changhuan asked, pointing to a small bottle.

In fact, through the Tongxian Tu, he already knew that the bottle contained the essence and blood of a third-level monster, but he still had to ask.

"This is the essence and blood of the third-level low-grade monster Red Bearded Tiger!" The stall owner in white clothes at the late stage of foundation building said proudly.

"Dao Youyou is so capable that he can even obtain the essence and blood of a third-level monster! I admire him." Gu Changhuan was amazed and complimented.

The stall owner was even more proud, he puffed up his chest

"Fellow Taoist, you've been rewarded. Do you want to buy this demonic beast's blood essence? If so, there's no harm in making it cheaper for you."

"Then how many spiritual stones does this Taoist fellow with demonic beast spirit blood need to take before he is willing to take action?"

The stall owner dressed in white smiled.

"My Taoist friend and I hit it off and we had a great conversation. I will give away some benefits from this monster essence and blood. My Taoist friend only needs to give me 10,000 spiritual stones."

Although this stall owner is wearing white clothes, his heart is really dark!

Gu Changhuan thought to himself, but he was asking for a sky-high price and bargaining. How could he really spend 10,000 spirit stones to buy a bottle of blood essence of a third-level low-grade monster?

"How about this! Three thousand spirit stones, I will accept this monster blood essence."

"Daoyou, you are bargaining too hard! No, no, three thousand is absolutely not possible, at least eight thousand!" The white-clothed stall owner waved his hands repeatedly.

The price of ordinary third-level low-grade spiritual objects is around five thousand. The blood essence of tiger monsters is not rare. Even if it is taken to the auction, it can be sold for six thousand spirit stones. Gu Changhuan's psychological price is five thousand, so he has to continue to bargain.

"Eight thousand? I think Daoyou doesn't want to do this business. I believed what you said before that we hit it off at first sight! Four thousand spirit stones, if Daoyou doesn't sell it, forget it!" Gu Changhuan said with a resolute and decisive look.

The white-clothed stall owner hesitated for a while.

To be honest, most foundation-building cultivators don’t need the essence and blood of third-level monsters, and purple-mansion cultivators rarely come to the square for casual cultivators. If he sells a shop, the price will probably be the same, and maybe the price at the auction will be a little higher, but he urgently needs spirit stones...

He gritted his teeth and said, "How about 5,500? This is the lowest price!"

Gu Changhuan was secretly happy, but pretended to be hesitant.

After a few breaths, he nodded

"Then let's do as you said, 5,500 spirit stones."