Chapter 137 Millennium elixir

The third volume of the seven-star mysterious demon suddenly rises

Chapter 137 Millennium Elixir

Looking at the respectful appearance of the middle-aged scribe, Jiyang couldn't help but feel a little funny. This guy seems to regard himself as an old monster in the three sects, but when he thinks about it, he is happy that this kind of thing happened. Since the other party cleverly mistook himself for a powerful monk, then for himself It couldn't be better. After all, what you want to buy is absolutely valuable. Under the guise of a strong monk, the steward of the Giant Sword Pavilion will not make any malicious quotation to offend a potential enemy.

"In this case, please ask Peng Daoyou to find a place. Is it possible that Taoist friends want to trade with such a large audience?" Jiyang paused for a moment and did not mention what he wanted. Instead, he looked around and said casually.

The middle-aged scribe was slightly stunned when he heard the words, and then sued: "This is Peng's mistake. This Taoist friend upstairs, please, upstairs is the place to discuss big things."

After saying that, he bent slightly to Jiyang and made a "please" posture.

"It's easy to say, Peng Daoyou leads the way." Jiyang laughed.

At present, the middle-aged scribes did not talk nonsense. Under the whispering of many monks on the first floor, they invited Jiyang to the attic. Just when the figures of the two disappeared in the blue light curtain, the monks downstairs seemed to explode, guessing that the one in a blue shirt and wearing a hat Who is the monk?

As soon as he stepped into the attic, a faint fragrance penetrated into Jiyang's nose, which shocked the spirit of Jiyang, who had just stepped into the attic.

"Peng Dao's friendship and luxury. This gathering of spiritual fragrance has been so long, and the probability of foreign demons' invasion has been greatly reduced when Taoist friends practice." Taking a deep breath again, Jiyang said lightly with narrow eyes.

The scribe surnamed Peng, who was walking in front of him, suddenly paused when he heard the words, and his eyes flashed a strange color. Then he said with a wry smile, "Isn't this to make a good impression on high-level monks like Taoist friends? Usually, Peng doesn't dare to practice so luxurious."

"Ha ha, Taoist friends have a heart." Jiyang smiled and glanced around. After slowly walking to a painted red square chair against the wall, he sat down rudely.

After seeing this, the middle-aged literati clapped his hands with a smile on his face and sat down on another red wooden chair opposite him. Between them was a purple-blue three-legged stone table. There was a palm-sized purple-gold two-eared incense burner on the table, and the faint blue haze was slowly floating out of the incense burner. There was a kind of Unspeakable sense of tranquility.

Jiyang and the scribe surnamed Peng sat on the east and west sides, while on the wall on the south side of the stone table hung a pair of ink treasure scrolls, which depicts a picture of green bamboo facing the wind, which is exquisite and vivid, obviously from secular celebrities.

Just after the middle-aged scribe sat down for a moment, the two maids walked in from the door, put down two fragrant teas on the stone table, and then silently bowed back.

"This is the good spirit tea that I personally cultivated by Jianzong. Taoist friends might as well taste one or two."

Tea tasting? That's better. There is no such leisure when the time is tight. Hearing this, Jiyang refused without hesitation: "This time, I came to your cabinet to look for one or two because of the lack of three-flavor auxiliary elixir refining an elixir, and your reputation of the Great Sword Sect's alchemy is famous throughout the Qingling Kingdom of immortal cultivation, and I also want to buy some high-quality magic weapons."

"Oh? The elixir? I don't know which three elixirs are needed? If so, it must be fully prepared for Taoist friends. As for the magic weapon, my giant sword pavilion will definitely make Taoist friends happy.

Jiyang nodded with satisfaction: "I still need three elixirs to break smallpox, bitter tongue grass and lung blood fruit to be able to alchemy. I don't know if Guige has these three elixirs?"

After thinking for a moment, the middle-aged scribes frowned slightly and said, "Although the two elixirs of broken smallpox and bitter tongue grass are rare and rare, there are still some of them in my giant sword pavilion, but I don't have the lung blood fruit here. After all, this kind of fruit is the fruit that the lung blood flower matures once in 500 years can be encountered. And it can't be asked. However, I have a lung blood flower that has been burning for about 100 years. I don't know if you still want it?

"Is it only a hundred years? Forget it, it's better than nothing. Just bother Peng Daoyou to sell each of the three elixirs. Jiyang frowned when he heard the words, and then gritted his teeth helplessly.

Wen Shi Peng immediately became overjoyed as soon as he heard it: "Taoist friends, wait a minute. I'm going to get these three elixirs." With that, the man immediately got up and trotted downstairs.

Looking at the steward Peng's hurried appearance all the way, Jiyang had no expression on his face, and suddenly turned his head to look at the green bamboo on the south wall.

After a while, Wenshi Peng came up with a silver-white jade plate in his hand and came up with a smile on his face, and the three green jade boxes lay quietly on the jade plate.

Looking at the three jade boxes, Jiyang's eyes couldn't help showing a trace of heat, which should be the three elixirs he urgently needed.

"Haha, Taoist friend, here are the three elixirs you want. See if it's wrong." The middle-aged scribe gently put the jade plate on the stone table and said with a smile.

Jiyang just nodded gently, and then couldn't wait to open the three jade boxes one by one. Three of the elixirs of different colors were lying quietly at the bottom of the box, and one of the fiery red elixir had faint traces of soil at the root, which was obviously just dug out of the medicine.

Looking at the three elixirs in the box, Jiyang nodded secretly, and his face showed satisfaction. These three elixirs are all over 100 years, which can be regarded as a rare boutique.

"Yes, I'm very satisfied with these three elixirs. Taoist friends have a heart. I don't know what these prices are?" Jiyang gently closed the jade box again and turned to look at the smiling stewor Peng and asked quietly.

"Ha, since Taoist friends like it, Peng won't do that squeezing thing. As long as Taoist friends take out four hundred spirit stones, these three precious Taoist friends can take them." The middle-aged scribe laughed and stared at Jiyang with a pair of eyes, shining with a strange light.

"Four hundred spirit stones?" Jiyang pondered for a moment when he heard the words, and then slowly took out a foot-long fiery red jade box and gently placed it on the stone table under the strange gaze of the middle-aged scribe, exuding a faint warm atmosphere.

"Is this?" The middle-aged scribe was slightly stunned, and the breath emanating from the jade box made him a little confused.

"Taoist friends, let's take a look." Jiyang smiled, and then sat down again quietly and looked at the hesitant scribe Peng with interest.

Opening the jade box with a little doubt, the middle-aged scribe's face was stunned, and then he immediately covered the jade box with a "pop" as if he had seen something terrible thing. His face was incredible, but under this panic, the middle-aged scribe's face was full of joy. .

How's it going? The things below are still in the eyes of Taoist friends.

The middle-aged scribe calmed his excitement when he heard the words, and then said with a wry smile, "If a thousand-year-old blood jade ginseng can't enter the lower eye, won't the lower eyes be higher than the sky?"

"Oh? Do Taoist friends actually know that this is a thousand-year-old elixir?" Jiyang was slightly stunned. Obviously, he did not expect that this man could see that this was a thousand-year-old blood jade ginseng at a glance, but after thinking about it, he burst into laughter. If this person could not even recognize the thousand-year-old elixir, how could he have sent him to be the stew of this giant sword pavilion?

"I don't want to talk nonsense. This blood jade ginseng took a lot of effort to get it in the secular world. If it hadn't been for the present, I wouldn't have taken out this treasure. Officer Peng, give me a fair price. If I could sell this thing in your cabinet, I wouldn't bother to go there. The other two families went there.