Qingyun Nvxianlu

Chapter 45 Reserves
After sorting things out, Fu Yu returned to Fangshi.

She urgently needs the second-order regeneration pill and flying instruments.

The magic tool in the storage bag was afraid of being recognized, so Fu Yu did not intend to use it by himself, and there was no shortage of spiritual stones in his hand.

Seeing a short stature and a black-robed cultivator come in, the guys from Pill Pavilion quickly greeted him.

"What kind of medicine do you want?"

Fu Yu looked around and handed out a piece of paper.

When the man saw the medicinal pills listed on the paper, he enthusiastically led Fu Yu to the private room.

"Fellow Daoist and wait a moment, our shopkeeper will come later."

Fu Yu nodded and sat down in the private room.

The Pill Pavilion is a Pill Shop under the jurisdiction of the Pill Cauldron Sect in the Western Regions.

The price of Pill Pavilion is slightly more expensive, but the advantage is that the quality of pills is guaranteed, and the management is formal, and the transaction process will be safer.

After half a cup of tea, the shopkeeper knocked on the door and came in.

Not much to say, the shopkeeper directly took out the prepared medicinal pill: "

According to the note written by fellow Taoist, the medicinal pills are all ready.

Regeneration Pill, the second-grade medium-grade quality, one bottle, one bottle of low-grade spirit stones at 900 yuan, and two bottles of low-grade spirit stones at 800 yuan;

Yunshen Pill, second-grade low-grade quality, one bottle, one bottle of low-grade spirit stones priced at 500 yuan, and two bottles of low-grade spirit stones priced at 3000 yuan;

Buling Pill, first-grade quality, a bottle of six pieces, a single bottle of 240 low-grade spirit stones, five bottles of 1000 two hundred low-grade spirit stones;

……

Bigu Pill, the quality is first-grade high-grade, a bottle of six pieces, a single bottle of 26 low-grade spirit stones, ten bottles of 260 low-grade spirit stones.

A total of 9000 two hundred and 20 yuan low-grade spirit stones have been received. "

Fu Yu nodded, even though she knew that the price of a large pill shop was clearly marked, but it was a bit painful to spend nearly [-] spirit stones at a time.

Seeing the shopkeeper put the table full of pill bottles back into the storage bag, Fu Yu asked tentatively, "Is there a discount?"

The shopkeeper was taken aback.

Those who want him to receive in person are big business, and those who spend thousands of spirit stones at will are not bad money.

The monks who came to the door also knew the rules of their Pill Pavilion, and it was the first time the shopkeeper was asked this question.

The two in the private room were suddenly so quiet.

"Can you buy all these medicinal pills?"

Fu Yupao's eyes lit up under the hat, there was drama!

Seeing the man in black robe nodding, the shopkeeper pondered a little, and said very politely: "I'm really sorry, according to the regulations of the Pill Pavilion, there is really no way to give discounts to fellow Daoists."

Having said that, the shopkeeper's topic changed: "Is this spiritual tea daoist still used to drinking?"

Fu Yu nodded inexplicably.

It's really good. She has drunk spiritual tea several times before, and she feels that this time she has the most spiritual energy.

It doesn't seem like a bad talk.

The shopkeeper breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "If you buy these medicinal herbs, we will give you five taels of spirit tea from the Pill Pavilion. What do you think?"

This time, Fu Yu was stunned.

Buy medicinal herbs and send spirit tea?
Fu Yu nodded, something is better than nothing.

The deal was negotiated, and the shopkeeper exhaled softly.

But he seemed to relax a little too early.

Just two quarters after Fu Yu left the Pill Pavilion.

A team of Fuluo Sect disciples led by two Foundation Establishment cultivators broke in.

Qianglong doesn't overwhelm the snakes, and the shopkeeper doesn't dare to neglect.

Instructing the staff to serve good tea, the shopkeeper greeted him with a smile: "What kind of wind is blowing everyone here."

One of the fat foundation-building cultivators snorted, kicked the chair beside his feet, and asked, "Don't pretend to be insane, the shopkeeper, the spirit-nosed dogs are chasing here, why don't you call them out?!"

Sure enough, they were looking for people. As soon as they came in, he noticed two spirit-nosed dogs panting heavily.

The spirit-nosed dog is a kind of spirit dog. Although it is not strong in combat, it has sufficient spirituality and an extremely keen sense of smell. It is a common tracking spirit beast in sects.

It was determined that the other party was aggressively looking for someone, and the shopkeeper's voice was a bit blunt:
"Our Pill Pavilion has always followed the agreement between the previous sects, never got involved in any disputes in various domains, and only deals in medicine pills.

Now, when you come to the door, you buckle such a big hat, doesn't it cost my old life? "

……

Treasure Court.

The shopkeeper opened the first box and introduced: "This instrument is called Wanli Ship, a second-order mid-grade flying instrument."

Fu Yu nodded.

The second box was opened, and the shopkeeper continued: "This item is called Chengfeng Chime, a second-order high-quality flying instrument.

Seeing that the black-robed man did not speak, the shopkeeper added: "Second-order flying instruments are generally in short supply, especially advanced ones."

Of course, Fu Yu knew that the second-order high-level magic tools were valuable, but as a buyer now, there was no reason for her to be slaughtered.

Different from the Dan Pavilion, the price of the treasures in the Treasure Pavilion fluctuates.

Fu Yu shook his head.

The speed of this wind chime is good, but it may be specially designed for nuns, and its hull is selected from the bell flower.

It's just normal, but she is trying to escape, and the magic weapon that makes a bell-like sound in flight is too tasteless.

The shopkeeper opens the last box:
"This item is called the Biyun Fan, a second-order advanced flying instrument.

The body of the fan is made of silk spit by a hundred-year-old Biyun silkworm, which is invulnerable to water and fire, comparable to a first-order intermediate-level defensive magic weapon.

There are two flying circles attached to it, and the speed is rare in the second-order advanced. "

All the way from the Pill Pavilion, Fu Yu was a little uneasy, and she didn't want to delay. She planned to buy the flying instrument and set off immediately.

This Fuluo City is incredible.

Fu Yu immediately chose a second-level high-level flying magic weapon and a first-level high-level defense magic weapon, and settled a total of 3000 yuan for low-grade spirit stones.

After a big deal was made, the shopkeeper was obviously in a good mood and sent Fu Yu out of the private room all the way.

At this time, an instrument displayed in the hall attracted Fu Yu's attention.

A brown-red spirit whip, about the size of your little finger.

"This is?"

Fu Yu asked unconsciously.

"Oh, this is a first-order high-level spirit whip, which is very close to the second-order. If you are interested, you can take it out and take a look."

The shopkeeper is very enthusiastic.

Fu Yu shook his head and continued to walk out.

In the end, he still couldn't hold back his voice: "But your pavilion trainer made it by himself?"

The shopkeeper shook his head: "I just received it today."

Donnie Yen is still in Fuluo City?

Fu Yu's foot on the threshold paused before stepping out.

Within a few hundred meters of walking out of the Treasure Pavilion, Fu Yu looked back with a sense of emotion, and saw a group of people dressed in the uniforms of Fuluo Sect disciples entering the Treasure Pavilion.

not good!

Are those two disciples of Fuluo Sect?
If this is the case, these people should be tracked all the way from the Monster Beast Forest.

Taking out a regeneration pill and swallowing it, Fu Yu was about to leave the city, but suddenly realized that something was wrong.

After thinking about it, she hurried to the downtown area of ​​Fangshi.

It is now in the evening, and many cultivators who go out on missions choose to trade in Fang Market at this time.

People come and go on the road.

A cultivator was fighting a wild boar on his shoulders, walking well, but was suddenly blocked by a large tank that was as tall as a person.

"I'm too, such a big thing is put here in the way!"

(End of this chapter)