Starting Liver Proficiency from Alchemy

Chapter 12 Leijiafang City
Mengshan City is an ordinary city in Shuzhou, Dagan Immortal Kingdom.

Walking on the street, Han Yi had doubts in his heart.

For him who came through time travel, the more he understands the system of Dagan Immortal Kingdom, the more he feels that there are many things he doesn't understand.

For example, Xian and Renju.

Immortal cultivators and mortals live together, there are laws specific to immortal cultivators, and there are laws for mortals.

Moreover, although it is the residence of immortals and humans, it is strictly forbidden for immortals to slaughter mortals, and even killing mortals in public will be severely punished by the government.

This is not consistent with what Han Yi imagined, that immortal cultivators are superior and treat mortals like ants.

So he didn't understand.

But if you don't understand it, you don't understand it. Since the rules here are the same, then just follow it.

Moreover, such an environment is protective for a low-level cultivator like him.

Similar to the secular business, for the convenience of communication between immortal cultivators, several big forces in Mengshan City have established Xiuxianfang City for the exchange of immortal cultivators.

Leijiafang City is one of them, which was included in the information he learned about Mengshan City when he went down the mountain.

After more than four months, Han Yi, who left the courtyard, made his first stop here.

There are two members of Lei's family guarding the entrance of the square city during the Qi training period. When entering the square city, there is no need to pay the spirit stone and spirit sand, but you need to input mana on a stone tablet to verify the identity of the immortal cultivator.

After Han Yi verified the identity of the cultivator, he asked one of them with his hands clasped.

"Fellow Daoist, this is my first time here, may I ask how much you need to pay if you want to rent a booth in Fangshi?"

The person who was asked was a young guard who looked mature and calm.

He glanced at Han Yi, but there was no extra expression on his face.

"The booths are divided into fixed booths and temporary booths."

"The fixed booth is calculated according to the size of the area and the location. The minimum rental fee is three spirit stones per day, and the largest fixed booth can be as high as dozens of spirit stones."

"Temporary booths, the width of the booth is only two meters, according to one Lingshi a day, all the positions are the same, first come, first served."

"If you want to rent a booth, you can go to the Fangshi Management Center ahead."

When Han Yi heard it, he knew it in his heart.

"Fellow Daoist, I have another question. If there is a pill that needs to be sold, besides renting a stall, where else can I get it? Also, where can I buy the elixir?"

As soon as Han Yi said this, the calm young man looked at him twice more.

after all.

With Han Yi's words, he almost said "I am an alchemist" on his face.

And such an alchemist is very likely to be a 'fat sheep' who just walked out of the sect.

Who doesn't like such a 'fat sheep'.

Therefore, there was a rare smile on the face of the young guard.

"Friend Daoist, you are asking the right person."

"Since you can come here, you also know that this place is called Leijiafang City."

"Then, the best reputation in this place, whether it's pills, formations, talismans, weapons, or elixir and herbs, is of course the official store opened by the Lei family."

"Along the square market and walk to the middle, there is the largest store here. Among them, you can buy whatever you want. If you want to sell anything, there are also people who will help you estimate the price for recycling."

Han Yi nodded after listening.

The guards of this square city should be members of the Lei family, and it is only natural to speak for the Lei family shop.

"By the way, Fellow Daoist, I have one last question. If you want to buy spells, can you buy them in the biggest store?"

Han Yi asked again, and the young guard nodded proudly.

"That's for sure. My Lei family can also be ranked in the top three among the immortal cultivating families in Mengshan City. The head of the family is a monk in the foundation establishment period, so there are naturally spells."

"It's just that every spell is not cheap. The weakest ones require dozens of spirit stones, and the stronger ones cost hundreds, and even middle-grade spirit stones. those who can afford it.”

The young guard glanced at Han Yi, his meaning couldn't be more obvious.

He obviously didn't believe that he had just stepped out of the sect and only had three levels of energy fluctuations on his body. He was obviously a young immortal cultivator who had just broken through and had such financial resources.

Han Yi's expression brightened, he quickly thanked him, and walked quickly into the city.

For him, as long as there is a spell to buy, the next step is nothing more than refining the elixir and exchanging time for spirit stones.

Alchemists, especially high-level alchemists, are all favorites.

Because they can easily accumulate astonishing wealth through refining pills.

Han Yi walked in Fangshi, but didn't immediately go to the big store in the middle that the guard youth instructed just now.

Instead, I took a rough look at the streets in the two squares first, and casually looked at the fixed stalls and temporary stalls.

The fixed booths are all covered booths, and the booths are also full of higher-quality things, such as pills, talismans, and weapons.

The temporary stalls are relatively simple, and some can even be described as rudimentary. They are made of a piece of white cloth, and on the white cloth, the things sold by the stall owner are placed.

Regardless of whether it is a temporary booth or a fixed booth, there is no lively scene of shouting and selling in the secular world.

Although there are quite a few immortal cultivators in Fangshi, most of them trade silently, and leave straight away after the transaction is completed, without delay.

Although Han Yi was curious, he didn't stay long.

After having a general understanding of the stall, I went straight to the official store of Leijia.

As for the rental booth, that is the plan for the next time. This time, it is a quick decision to complete the transaction quickly and shorten the time to reduce the risk.

In the most central position of Fang City, a shop with a huge area stands here.

In front of the store, on a plaque, there are four large characters, which contain a mysterious aura of immortality.

Ray's House.

The person who wrote these four words has already built a deep foundation.

Han Yi took a look and noticed something strange. He didn't dare to look any further and walked into the shop.

"Shopkeeper, I want to sell some pills and buy a suitable spell."

Han Yi went straight to the point and said to the shopkeeper who received him.

The shopkeeper in front of him, judging from his appearance, was almost seventy years old, but his eyes were piercing and shining brightly.

Hearing Han Yi's words, a shrewd light shone in the eyes of shopkeeper Gu Xi, and he hurriedly walked towards the back of the shop to meet him.

"Oh, fellow daoist, come with me."

Behind the shop, there are individual small rooms for receiving customers. In the room, the sandalwood is slightly scented, and the fairy air is ethereal. The smell makes people's spirits shake.

After the two parties were seated, Han Yi didn't write any ink, and took out the extra evil spirit pills and qi nourishment pills.

Two bottles of Bixie Pill and four bottles of Qi Yang Pill.

Shopkeeper Gu Xi first opened the bottle cap of Yangqi Pill, smelled it, narrowed his eyes half-closed, didn't say much, then opened the bottle cap of Evil Repelling Pill, smelled it again, this time, nodded in a subtle way.

"The quality of Yangqi Dan is average, and the quality of Bixie Pill is generally higher, and there is only a slight difference from the standard."

"There are 43 Yangqi Pills in total, estimated to be worth 55 low-grade spirit stones."

"Eight evil spirit pills in total, estimated at 30 yuan for low-grade spirit stones."

"Fellow Daoist, what do you think?"

As soon as Shopkeeper Gu Xi said this, Han Yi frowned.

(End of this chapter)