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Chapter 122 Meeting an old friend again! (Please subscribe!)

After selling the elixirs, Chen Yan had to sigh in his heart at the huge profits from refining the elixirs.

If you have a skill, you can make money quickly.

Chen Yan himself couldn't help but wonder if he should learn a craft, whether it was elixir refining or weapon refining. These two were definitely one of the two most profitable professions in the cultivation world.

The white-haired old man called a handyman to take the elixirs, sundries, etc. to the backyard.

At this time, the maid was also kicked out by the white-haired old man, leaving only Chen Yan and Fa Cai in the inner room.

Seeing that there was no one else around, the white-haired old man suddenly asked:
  "Taoist Priest is a famous disciple of which family?"

Chen Yan glanced at the white-haired old man, smiled, and said lightly: "No, he's just a casual cultivator."

When he heard that Chen Yan was a casual cultivator, the white-haired old man's eyes brightened. He hesitated for a long time, and finally couldn't help but say:
  "Is the Taoist Master an alchemist? The man behind our Baibao Shop is Xiyue Sanren. If the Taoist Master is interested, I can recommend him to work in our Baibao Shop."

It turned out that the white-haired old man mistakenly thought that Chen Yan was an alchemist when he saw Chen Yan carrying a lot of pills with him and not caring about them.

And alchemists are rare talents no matter where they are.

"No need, I'm used to Xianyun Yehe and can't stand the restraint."

Chen Yan shook his head and refused.

The white-haired old man was not angry and said with a smile: "If the Taoist priest changes his mind, he can come to Baibao Store to find the old man at any time."

Chen Yan nodded noncommittally and asked:
  "I wonder if your store sells Five Elements Spirit Valley?"

After selling out the elixirs, Chen Yan's amount of spiritual money went straight to three hundred and three. With such a large amount of spiritual money, Chen Yan would be sorry for Zhan Yuming and Situ Yun, who had made such great contributions.

"Five Elements Spiritual Valley?"

Speaking of business, the white-haired old man obviously became energetic. He sat up straight, lowered his head and thought for a while, and then said:
  "There are wood-attribute spiritual grains [Wood Spirit Wheat] and fire-attribute [Earth Flame Rice]. Do you need it, Taoist Master?"

After hearing what the white-haired old man said, a look of joy appeared on Chen Yan's face. The third-level "Five Grains and Food Qi Record" did not have any requirements for specific grains, as long as they were five-element grains that contained aura.

"How to sell these two types of spiritual grains?"

"Muling wheat costs half a bushel, while Diyan rice costs a bit higher, costing a dollar a bushel."

Half a dou of spiritual money.

Hearing this, Chen Yan couldn't help but sigh. Sure enough, spiritual objects in the world of cultivation are not cheap.

It is the cheapest wood spirit wheat, one bucket is equivalent to fifty taels of gold.

And ordinary grains in the secular world are only two or three taels of silver per dou, and the price difference is more than a thousand times?
  Fortunately, Chen Yan is not short of money, otherwise he would be impoverished if he wanted to just eat spiritual rice to increase his cultivation level.

After pondering for a while, Chen Yan said:
  "Then let's get a hundred dou each of the wood spirit wheat and the earth inflammation rice."

One hundred buckets is equivalent to one thousand two hundred kilograms, which is enough for Chen Yan to practice for the next period of time.

"A total of one hundred and fifty dollars."

The white-haired old man spoke almost without thinking.

Chen Yan nodded, his face expressionless, but he took out the spiritual money with heartache in his heart.

The one hundred and thirty spiritual coins that I just received haven't been warmed up yet, so I put in another twenty spiritual coins.

Thousands of kilograms of spiritual grain cannot be stored in the fifty or sixty-square-meter store of Baibaodian, but stored in the warehouse of Baibaodian.

The white-haired old man summoned the handymen and ordered people to move the spiritual valley over quickly.

While waiting, the white-haired old man looked at Chen Yan with bright eyes, and his chrysanthemum-like old face was filled with enthusiasm as bright as the sun:

"What else do you need, Taoist Master? In addition to the spiritual valley, our treasure shop also has top-quality magical instruments and talismans. Even the exercises and spells for cultivation are not lacking."

"No need." Chen Yan shook his head and declined. He has no shortage of magic weapons and magic weapons, not to mention exercises and spells. There are a lot of exercises that he has just started or even not yet started waiting for him to practice. Well, Chen Yan has no extra energy. Go practice other spells.

And he didn't think any of the spells sold in the treasure shop could penetrate his eyes.

You must know that the weakest spell on his body is also the secret of Lingshan Taoist Five Thunder Spirit Sword Technique, which is the Eight Scenery Ribbon that assists Xiang. It is also the secret method of the authentic Taoist sect, which is far from the ordinary ones circulating on the market.

After waiting for less than half a quarter of an hour, the handyman from Baibao Store moved quickly and loaded more than a thousand kilograms of Muling wheat and Diyan rice into two large trucks and transported them over in one go.

Chen Yan checked the two types of spiritual valleys. Although he didn't recognize them, he could sense the wood-attribute spiritual power and fire-attribute spiritual power contained in the two spiritual valleys. After confirming that they were correct, Chen Yan nodded and took a look on his sleeves. With a wave of his hand, he put the two carts of spirit grains into Qiankun in his sleeves.

Such an understatement of Xumina mustard made the white-haired old man behind him even brighter. It can hold two large carts of mustard seeds, but ordinary mustard seed bags may not have enough space.

The white-haired old man, who was increasingly guessing that the young man in front of him had a great background, could not help but take out a token and hand it to the young man with both hands.

"Taoist Master, this is the VIP order for my Baibao store. If you visit our store next time, you can enjoy more benefits and discounts."

Chen Yan nodded and did not refuse. He took the token and found that it was made of unknown spiritual iron and had two big characters written on it, Baibao.

Putting it into his storage bag, Chen Yan turned over and rode on the black tiger, holding his hand towards the white-haired old man:

"Farewell."

"Taoist priest, please go slowly. Welcome to visit us next time!"

The white-haired old man waved enthusiastically, which attracted the side glances of the casual cultivators passing by. When did the shopkeeper of Baibao Store become so enthusiastic? They couldn't help but guess that the shopkeeper of Baibao Shop, who was known as the Iron Rooster, was so enthusiastic. What is the origin of the boy riding a tiger?

Under the gaze of passers-by, Chen Yan left the store without changing his expression.

After purchasing the Five Elements Spiritual Valley and cleaning up all the debris on his body, Chen Yan's purpose of his trip to Xiyue Valley has been achieved.

Thinking that he had been living rough and sleeping all the way, whether he was a black tiger or a rich man, he had not had a good meal these days. After thinking about it, Chen Yan patted the tiger on the back and said:

"First go to the black city center to find an inn, have a good meal, have a good night's rest, and set off tomorrow morning."

"call."

Black Tiger responded in a low voice, turned around and headed towards Black City Center.

The fortune on my shoulders was so boring that I almost dozed off, but suddenly I heard that I wanted to have a good meal, and I suddenly became energetic, my eyes were shining with expectation.

Chen Yan looked funny, but when he just walked from one street to the next, Chen Yan seemed to see something suddenly. His eyes suddenly condensed, and he let out a soft sigh:
  "what?"

Sensing the movement of the young man on his back, Black Tiger stopped. Chen Yan patted the tiger's back and gestured in a certain direction:
  "Go over there and have a look."

Soon, one person and one tiger came to a stall.

This stall occupies a huge area, even larger than a treasure store, with an area of ​​more than 100 square meters. It is filled with various iron cages, and various "items" are imprisoned in the cages.

The items here include monsters, mountain elves, and even humans.

The stall owner was a Taoist with sinister features and a wretched look. When he saw Chen Yan riding a huge black tiger forward, his eyes lit up and he said enthusiastically:

"The guests need to buy slaves. The slaves here in Laodao are of the highest quality and have the most complete varieties in the entire Xiyue Valley!"

Chen Yan did not speak, but looked at one of the iron cages. This was a very small iron cage, no more than one foot high. Rather than being an iron cage, it would be more appropriate to describe it as a birdcage.

There are two figures currently being held in the birdcage. One is a woman with a gentle temperament, and the other is a girl carved in pink and jade. What is striking is that neither the woman nor the girl is tall. Three inches, like a mini human.

There was fear on the girl's face, and she was holding the woman's arm trembling. The woman was also pale, holding back the fear and protecting the girl behind her. The two hugged each other, hiding in a corner of the birdcage and trembling.

And this woman and girl were clearly the two Qingjis who had met once in Shanxi Town.

Chen Yan didn't expect that he would meet them again here, or in this way.

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(End of this chapter)