Chapter 522 522. Get the can

There was a hint of eagerness between Pei Xihe's brows, which made the old woman have some thoughts in her mind. Maybe she was a cultivator from a wealthy family, with a rich wealth, and a curiosity about everything.

The fire that the old woman took out indeed contained rare treasures, but there were only three of the thirty-seven pots that were worthy of praise. The other thirty-four pots contained nothing more than ordinary animal fire or earthly fire.

She knew that some people with extraordinary talents could sense the extraordinary aura exuding three of the treasures and would definitely be attracted to them. Such cultivators were often from extraordinary backgrounds and rich in wealth. This was exactly what she wanted to do when she set up a stall here.

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Pei Xihe did not act immediately, and the old woman did not urge him.

Monks all pay attention to fate, and they must take action when they feel a flash of inspiration.

At that moment, Pei Xihe felt that her heart was as clear as glass, the energy around her was flowing, and the hidden destiny was gathering towards her, so she immediately took action and selected a clay pot that suited her best.

The magic power in her palm lifted up the pottery pot. The pottery pot was dark brown in color, with a lotus pattern engraved on the surface. The runes that sealed the aura shone with a faint light, making it somewhat dark and restrained.

The old woman saw that she had chosen this clay pot, and there was no strange look in her eyes.

There is a basic bottom line for doing business on your own. The runes on these thirty-seven pottery pots have sealed the breath inside. Even the old woman herself cannot sense the things in them, and she will disrupt them all. If she really meets a destined person,

After taking the three treasures, she wouldn't say anything.

The light from the bottom of the pottery pot dissipated, and the entire pot fell into the palm of Pei Xihe's right hand. The pot was not big, so she held it firmly.

"Don't open it here?"

the old woman asked.

Pei Xihe returned the pottery pot and put it into the small world of the sun and moon. Instead of answering the old woman's words, he asked: "If I open it here and find that it is not what I want, can fellow Taoist return it to me?"

Can’t the three magic weapons be made?”

The old woman's face showed a bit of a smile: "Of course that's not possible, then I congratulate fellow Taoist that there is extraordinary fire in this jar."

Pei Xihe's eyes were pure ink at this time, looking a little dark and bright, with a faint hint of brilliance, and he said: "Then I want to thank my fellow Taoist for your kind words and say goodbye."

She would like to continue choosing fire, but the price is really expensive. For the three magic weapons, most of the monks from the Xiaoqian world can't bear the value of them.

Only the masters of Zhu Yin, Ling Huming and others who were killed before were Mahayana and one of the powerful people in power, so they could be given many magic weapons.

Pei Xihe turned around and walked away, disappearing into the crowd. The old woman also looked away, her black gauze hat swaying slightly in the wind, and the place returned to silence. After all, there were very few people who could use three magic weapons to draw lots.

Pei Xihe walked into the bustling crowd. Cultivators who had reached their level rarely shouted or hawked. They just had a floor of animal skins. Everything they wanted to exchange was spread on it. Then they made a secret and volleyed.

Sitting cross-legged, eyes closed peacefully, with an air of immortality.

Pei Xihe once again walked to a stall, where there were also six monks watching what the stall owner wanted to sell.

With a rough perception, she knew that four of the six cultivators were transformed gods and two were combined.

The stall owner looked like a baby-faced young man in his early twenties, but his faint breath of life was not that of a young man. He might have lived for six to seven hundred years, but he was just pretending to be young with the monk's art of keeping his appearance.

But its aura is deep and deep, with a restrained state, and it can be detected that it should be at or above the combined cultivation level.

When he saw that seven monks, including Pei Xihe, were interested in the goods he had laid out, he no longer crossed his legs in the air, but stood on the ground waiting for their selection.

The wide animal skin spread on the ground should belong to snake-like monsters. It has dense black and purple patterns intertwined on it. On top of it are plain white, blue and crimson pill bottles.

The elixir bottles of three types of colors were divided into three areas, with different numbers. Most were plain white, but there were only a few bottles of crimson. The smells of the elixirs among them were also different, but she didn't feel it very clearly.

There are also some elixirs and precious materials scattered randomly in the open space around these pill bottles.

It has been a long time since Pei Xihe entered this world of holy and demon trials. During this period, there have been many dangers. The pills prepared before entering have been consumed a lot, and they need to be replenished.

She asked the stall owner.

"Fellow Taoist, I wonder how to sell elixirs here?"

The stall owner with a young baby face smiled, raised his dimples, and said to Pei Xihe: "Fellow Taoist, you just came here, let me tell you, the plain white elixir bottle is a fifth-grade product."

As for elixirs, the red elixir bottle contains fourth-grade elixirs, and the six crimson elixir bottles contain third-grade elixirs."

"There are three pills in each bottle. A fifth-grade elixir costs 300,000 high-grade spiritual stones. A fourth-grade elixir costs one million, and a third-grade elixir costs five million. If you can produce the same value as the spiritual stones,

The spiritual objects can also be used as deductions..."

"The elixirs I sell here only depend on the grade and not on the type of elixir. Those who are willing to buy the elixirs will buy them. Those who are unwilling can just return them."

The young man said this with a baby-faced smile that seemed quite friendly. Before Pei Xihe could reply, a female cultivator wearing a green fairy dress with wide sleeves spoke.

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"Why are the elixirs you sell here so expensive? Isn't this just raising the price?"

She had beautiful features, was wearing a green dress, and carried the celestial spirit of a cultivator, but she frowned as she looked at the elixir bottle on the ground.

The baby-faced young man's smile suddenly disappeared. He lowered his face and snorted: "This Taoist friend is very rude. I said my elixir is worth this price. It is this price. If you want to buy it, buy it."

If you don’t buy it, step aside.”

"This transaction is also a matter of mutual consent between you and me. It's up to me how I set the price. Even if I set the price for the fairy crystal, it's also my business if it doesn't sell."

"Please note that this is not the small world you came from, but the Holy Demon Realm. If you really want elixirs, you might as well find those monsters to refine elixirs for you."

Pei Xihe's eyes were dim, that's right.

There is no complete civilization of cultivating immortals in the holy and demonic world here, and the creatures transformed into monsters also rely on the legacy of real demons to practice. How can they know the four skills of cultivating immortals, such as elixirs, talismans, formations, and weapon refining?

Most of the demon cultivators who break into this world are brave and good at fighting, and specialize in cultivation. There are very few alchemists, so what if they just raise the price?

The alchemist may use medicinal materials worth ten high-grade spiritual stones to refine a batch of elixir, but in this world of saints and demons, you have to buy ten thousand high-grade spiritual stones, and you can't even say no.

This blue skirt was very poor in complexion. She seemed to want to say something, but was stopped by a yellow shirt man next to her.
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