Mo Wentian heard the conversation between the two of them from afar, and he didn't feel funny in his heart. He deliberately walked forward with a gloomy face and coughed lightly.

Qian Yucheng's body trembled and turned around. Seeing the majestic expression of the head, he couldn't help but feel worried. He walked forward with his head down and whispered: "Sector, the first time I went out, I just felt it was fresh and wanted to walk around, and I didn't go far."

Mo Wentian looked unhappy and snorted coldly: "I've been so dishonest when I went out for the first time. Do you think Wenfeng Pagoda is Zijin Peak?"

"Disciple has no intention!" Qian Yuzhen said immediately. He looked around and saw that no one was paying attention. He secretly took out the storage bag in his arms and smiled and said, "Sect Master, there are thirty low-grade spirit stones in it, which the disciple just obtained, so I will contribute to this sect."

"You still have the heart." Mo Wentian's face relaxed and he whispered: "Since you got it, you can put it away and you don't have to hand it over to our sect."

Qian Yucheng was overjoyed and was excited, but he heard the head of the sect say, "Since that's the case, for your intention, I originally planned to detain you for another two months of confinement, and change it to one month."

Qian Yucheng's face immediately became bitter. He lowered his head, his head was like eggplant made from frost, and he was very listless.

Mo Wentian snorted coldly and ignored him. At this time, there was a lot of noise on the third floor of Wenfeng Tower, and stalls were placed on both sides of the road. These monks were smart-minded. They took advantage of the crowds that flocked before the auction to set up stalls here, deal with the unnecessary things, and obtain spirit stones in exchange for the needs of cultivation.

Mo Wentian looked forward and frowned. The goods on the stalls were priced at extremely high prices, which was much higher than the market price. He was surprised and asked a stall owner: "Fellow Taoist, as far as I know, the price of an Yijin Pill is recognized as three low-grade spirit stones, but the fellow Taoist priced at five low-grade spirit stones, but he didn't know what the reason is?"

The stall owner was an old man, but he was very kind and explained patiently: "This fellow Taoist doesn't know that I have to pay the stall fee to the Six Dao Alliance. I can ask for five low-grade spirit stones per hour. The rent is really expensive. If I don't place a higher price, I will definitely be trading at a loss."

Mo Wentian looked suddenly and realized that Wenfeng Tower was built by the Six Path Alliance. Whether it is a private shop on the first and second floors or a shopping mall run by the third floor, they all have to pay a certain amount of rent every month. However, even the temporary transaction stalls have to pay expensive rent. The Six Path Alliance can do business, let alone other things. Just the temporary transaction stall fees and the auction entrance fees, the Six Path Alliance has made a lot of money.

Mo Wentian shook his head and sighed, looking at the old man's stall, suddenly pointed at something and said, "Fellow Taoist, can the recipe for Yijin Pill be cheaper?"

The old man said 'eh' and said in surprise: "I didn't expect that fellow Taoist was already a third-level alchemist at a young age. But I was disrespectful!"

Speaking of this, he looked bitter and said, "Fellow Taoist also knows that the rent is too high and business is difficult. The twelve low-grade spirit stones of Yijin Pill formula are already the lowest price."

Mo Wentian shook his head and said nothing, pointing to the third-level breeding pill recipe priced at eight low-grade spirit stones, and laughed and said, "The elixir recipe for Yijin Dan and the elixir recipe for third-level breeding pills, a total of eighteen low-grade spirit stones. What do you think?"

Although two low-grade spirit stones were cut off, the old man knew in his heart that Mo Wentian’s price was set very fairly, and he immediately said, “Okay, I have no objection, the deal will be completed.”

Mo Wentian took out eighteen low-grade spirit stones, completed the transaction with him, and put two pill recipes into the storage bag.

But at this moment, there was a noise coming from the front, and a person shouted loudly: "Fellow Taoists, please pay attention. Here is a set of three-level ten-perfect elixir recipes, which should not be missed, and they are sold at a cheap price!"

He shouted a few times in a row, immediately attracted all the monks and flocked to the shouting people to surround them.

Mo Wentian's heart was also moved. There is a saying of the three-level ten-full spiritual pill in the cultivation world, which refers to the three wonders of Yin and Yang, five elements, and Yin and Yang refer to the Yin Ling Pill and Yang Ling Pill; the five elements refer to the Golden Spirit Pill, Wood Spirit Pill, Water Spirit Pill, Fire Spirit Pill and Earth Spirit Pill; and the Three wonders refer to the Ice Spirit Pill, Wind Spirit Pill, and Thunder Spirit Pill.

Of course, evil cultivators also have third-level spiritual pills to improve their cultivation, such as blood spirit pills, bone spirit pills, poison spirit pills, etc., but they are all refined using flesh and blood as a medium, which is despised by the righteous path. Therefore, the collectively called third-level spiritual pills are the ten kinds of spiritual pills such as Yin and Yang, Five Elements, and Three Ethics, which are usually called the Ten Complete Spirit Pills.

Mo Wentian’s alchemy task is to refine the Five Elements Pills in the Ten Complete Pills. He is bound to win the pill recipe for the alchemy, so he naturally cannot miss it. He is about to squeeze forward.

The group of people scattered in an uproar, and a few voices came from the crowd:

"His grandma's bear is just a pile of broken pill recipes, and she still has the face to sell it out to fool me?"

"Hey! What a pity. None of these ten pill recipes are complete. I heard that the three-price ten pill recipe will be auctioned at the auction. I wonder if it is true or false?"

"Of course it's true, but it's very valuable, not something you can afford, so let's go! Don't be greedy for cheapness. Buying incomplete pill recipes is useless. It's better to leave some spirit stones to buy useful items!"

The person who sold the pill recipe was still dissatisfied and shouted loudly: "Fellow Taoists, don't leave! Although there are three-level ten-perfect pill recipes at the auction, there are no 500 low-grade spirit stones, so how cheap is it? Although it is a little incomplete."

When he said the last sentence, his voice was obviously weaker, and he obviously had no confidence in his heart.

How could everyone listen to him? Some looked disdainful; some cursed; some shook their heads and felt sorry, and everyone turned their backs and left one after another. Only Mo Wentian walked forward calmly and passed by these people.

The person who sold the pill recipe seemed to be a casual cultivator. He was disappointed and was about to close the stall and leave, but at this moment, when he saw Mo Wentian and the other three walking forward, his eyes lit up and he smiled, "Three fellow Taoists, are you interested in the third level ten complete pill recipe below?"

Mo Wentian nodded and smiled, "I studied the alchemy recipe in Xia Suxi. Although the ten-complete alchemy recipes of fellow Taoists are all incomplete, they are not useless to the alchemy. It's just that the price of fifty lower-grade spirit stones is too high. You can't waste all the spirit stones on it."

The man immediately looked bitter and said, "Friend Taoist, fifty low-grade spirit stones are indeed the lowest price."

Qian Yucheng snatched from behind and said, "Your pill recipes are incomplete and not worth a penny at all. How dare you ask for fifty low-grade spirit stones? It's really a huge price."

The man looked embarrassed and looked at Mo Wentian, and hesitated: "Fellow Taoist, what do you mean?"

Mo Wentian said in a deep voice: "You don't want the recipe for Fire Spirit Pill, the other nine spiritual pill recipes, twenty-five low-grade spirit stones."

"This... this may not work." The man was embarrassed and the price was cut in half, which obviously fell below his expectations.

Mo Wentian sneered and said to Qian Yucheng and Lu Youfu: "Let's go!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around and was about to leave. The man hurriedly stopped him and gritted his teeth and said, "The deal is done! Then there are twenty-five low-grade spirit stones."

Mo Wentian laughed and didn't talk nonsense. He took out the twenty-five low-grade spirit stones from the storage bag, completed the transaction with him, and put nine incomplete third-level pill recipes into the storage bag.

At this time, the pill recipes were complete, and some third-level spiritual medicines needed to be purchased. However, it was difficult to see rare third-level spiritual medicines in these temporary stalls. As soon as they appeared, they were snapped up by intentional monks.

For ordinary third-level spiritual medicine, Yijin grass, the main medicine for refining Yijin Pill, does not need to be purchased. Not only did he get more than 200 plants in Wanling Valley, but he also planted 600 plants in the spiritual medicine garden. He will be able to mature and harvest in about a year and a half.

Although Yijincao doesn’t need to be purchased anymore, some Yijincao seeds have to be purchased, because in the last month, the acre of marrow-washing flowers in the Lingyao Garden had matured and harvested. Mo Wentian is preparing to purchase 600 seeds of Yijincao and plant the acre of vacant land in the Lingyao Garden.
Chapter completed!