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The lazy guy who was called out glanced at Zhao Hen, then used his spiritual sense to investigate Zhao Hen's cultivation level, then looked at the items he asked for. After discovering that it was only a piece of Emperor Huanglian of the lowest year, he immediately curled his lips impatiently, and took it out from the counter with a stiff face: "Thousand-year Emperor Huanglian, 350 kilograms of low-grade spirit stone."

Emperor Huanglian is a very common medicinal material in the Demon Sect. It has the effect of treating ordinary trauma and is very cheap. Even if it is a thousand years old, it can be afforded by ordinary monks who have reached the Golden Pill stage.

Zhao Hen didn't care about the guy's attitude of looking down on others. He sneered in his heart, took the Emperor Huanglian, which was considered the lowest level, and quietly scratched the nails on it. The slightly yellow surface turned on Xiao Xu, and it showed a little red color like blood. Looking at the invisible red, Zhao Hen's eyes twitched slightly, and then he touched his nose without a trace, sniffed the strange bloody smell on his fingers. Suddenly, a touch of imperceptible brightness flashed deep in his eyes.

When Zhao Hen was excited and secretly happy, Yu Linglong behind him muttered in a slight surprise: "This guy seems to be very lucky. He can actually meet a rare spiritual medicine like the Emperor Blood Lotus here!"

The Emperor Blood Lotus is an extremely rare spiritual medicine that has the effect of suppressing psychological energy. Because of its special medicinal effect, it is refined as the main material to suppress the heart by some demon cultivators with unstable moods to form a heart-salting pill, which is used to regulate breathing and restore the state of mind to stabilize. Even some monks who are obsessed with the disease have a certain chance of returning to normal after taking it.

This medicinal material is generally grown and grown with the Emperor Huang Lotus, but the quantity is extremely rare and the price is even thousands of times different. Its appearance is almost the same as that of the Emperor Huang Lotus. If it were not for someone who was very familiar with this medicine, it would be difficult to distinguish the two spiritual medicines. Even Zhao Hen, who was once the mysterious immortal of the Nine Heavens, had carefully identified it before he could identify it.

The extraordinary concentration made Zhao Hen perfectly restrain the ecstasy in his heart. In the impatience of the guy's eyes, he casually played with the medicinal herbs in his hand. After pondering for a moment, he asked with a smile: "Do you still have this medicinal herbs here? I want to buy it in batches!"

Hearing this, the guy was slightly stunned and swept over Zhao Hen suspiciously. Although the Emperor Huanglian was only 350 kilograms of low-grade spirit stones, it would cost at least a considerable price to buy them in batches.

However, when the mate's suspicious eyes gradually shifted to Yu Linglong in the Mahayana period behind Zhao Hen, the impatientness on his face quickly disappeared, and replaced by a flattering smile: "Customer, please wait, I'll get it right away."

He nodded with a faint smile. Zhao Hen did not look at the medicinal herbs in his hand anymore. Instead, he looked for other things at the counter as if nothing had happened. Shortly after leaving, the fat guy walked out steadily, his face was covered with a simple smile, and he placed the wooden box in his hand on the counter and smiled: "Customer, there are 213 pieces of Emperor Huanglian here. Have you purchased all of them?"

After a smile, Zhao Hen did not answer, his eyes swept through the Emperor Huang Lotus in the small wooden box. After a moment, a touch of imperceptible disappointment flashed through his eyes. He found that there was no second Emperor Blood Lotus among these Emperor Huang Lotus.

He sighed disappointedly, Zhao Hen's face was still full of smiles. After picking out more than twenty pieces of the box, he put the Emperor Blood Lotus in his hand in it and smiled at the clerk, "It's all that, let's settle the score."

His eyes swept over the number of Emperor Huanglian, and the guy quickly quoted the price: "Customer, there are 9,100 kilograms of low-grade spirit stones!"

Nodded slightly, Zhao Hen immediately took out enough spirit stones and handed them to the clerk, then quickly put the spiritual medicines into the Qiankun bag. Suddenly, his heart felt relieved.

He turned around calmly, and Zhao Hen planned to leave the spiritual medicine shop with Yu Linglong. However, at this moment, the door of the spiritual medicine shop suddenly became turbulent.

"Lu Bei, although you are the grandson of the Great Elder, don't go too far!"

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Hearing the familiar girl's voice, Zhao Hen couldn't help but pause, and then frowned: "Mo Yu..."

After speaking, Zhao Hen quickly walked towards the commotional place. Outside the spiritual medicine shop, Mo Yu was standing pretty, in front of the street not far ahead, his green little face turned red due to anger. His eyes, originally watery, were now looking at the several out-of-body magic cultivators who stopped him, raised his slender finger and pointed at a bald young man standing opposite him, and said in anger: "If the Valley Master knew that you bullied me like this after he recovered from his injury, he would definitely not spare you!"

Lu Bei had pursued her because of Mo Yu's beauty, but was rejected by Mo Yu politely. After being rejected by Mo Yu several times in public, this stubborn guy finally became extremely unhappy. He always came to trouble Mo Yu in different ways, which made her very annoyed. Lu Bei's grandfather was the elder of Jueyou Valley, and his cultivation level was at the peak of tribulation. His status in Jueyou Valley was also very high. Moreover, because he was a fourth-grade alchemist, except for the valley master, the entire Jueyou Valley had the highest power.

Recently, the Lord of Jueyou Valley had a conflict with ** Tower due to a conflict of interests. Both sides fought. As a result, the Lord of Jueyou Valley and the Lord of ** Tower were both injured. The safety of Jueyou Valley naturally fell on Lu Bei's grandfather, the master at the peak of tribulation. Even if the Lord of Jueyou Valley was injured, this fourth-grade alchemist needed to refine healing pills.

Under such circumstances, Lu Bei, who was already arrogant, became even more aggressive and his harassment of Mo Yu became more and more blatant. In recent days, he even often brought people to follow Mo Yu, and many times blocked Mo Yu while there was no one around him. If it weren't for the fact that Mo Yu was the granddaughter of the Lord of Jueyou Valley, Lu Bei would have taken the opportunity to be careless Mo Yu long ago.

"Miss Mo Yu, how can you say I bullied you?" Looking at Mo Yu with a smile, Lu Bei and several demon cultivators kept bursting out laughing. Lu Bei didn't care about Mo Yu's scolding, and his face was still full of obscene smiles. He rubbed his hands excitedly and walked towards Mo Yu who was surrounded by several demon cultivators, but he laughed, "I feel sorry for you but it's too late!"

Listening to the obscene words, Mo Yu took a deep breath, looked at Lu Bei's increasingly disgusting and proud face, and couldn't help but clench his silver teeth. Although Mo Yu was extremely irritable, he had to endure Lu Bei's harassment because of the current form of Jueyou Valley.

However, Mo Yu obviously underestimated the disgust of this candy. Her tolerance made Lu Bei even more eager. Every time he had the chance, he would come to find fault. This situation has happened many times today. He stared at Lu Bei with a cold look. Mo Yu turned around and wanted to leave from behind. When he turned around, Lu Bei waved his hand and asked several demon cultivators to stop Mo Yu again: "Hehe, Miss Mo Yu, don't hurry to leave, may you not want to stay and accompany me?"

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Chapter completed!