Chapter 123 Trading Hall

In half a month, Zhao Feng was promoted to the ninth-level solid state.

His goal is the tenth floor of the "Silver Wall Art", and his cultivation is second.

However, he spent these days in the alchemy room of Caomutang, occasionally taking a few pills, and it wasn't for nothing.

"The competition in the sect is really big. The worst outer sect disciples are all top geniuses in a certain region."

Zhao Feng felt the fierce competition from the outer door.

The outer sect is still like this, it is hard to imagine what the more core inner sect, the gathering place of the elite disciples of the sect, will be like.

So far, Bei Mo, Kong Yuanhao, Liu Yue'er and others have entered the inner door successively.

Zhao Feng knew that the more he entered the inner door, the greater the advantage.

Entering the inner door, you can give priority to learning higher-level exercises, and you can get better resource treatment.

Even knowing this, Zhao Feng still did not give up his original intention.

The body is the foundation of cultivation, and in the entry stage of the solid ninth layer, he must lay a solid foundation and leave a deep foundation for the distant future.

This is his goal to escape from the mundane and enter the holy realm!

Zhao Feng counted the time, and his ten days in Guan Lao was approaching the deadline.

According to the previous agreement, he was to stay at the elders Guan and the elders respectively for ten days.

During the ten days in the Caomutang, Zhao Feng had already become a beginner in the alchemy way, and he could even concoct alchemy independently.

Guan Lao is very satisfied with him, and every time he mentions him, he smiles from ear to ear.

The last day.

Guan Lao met Zhao Feng alone.

"Your talent in alchemy is amazing. You can start alchemy in such a short time, and you can independently concoct alchemy. It can be expected that in the distant future, you will be a miracle star in the alchemy world."

Old man Guan flashed complex emotions in his eyes, staring at Zhao Feng, as if he had some kind of emotion attached to it.

Before leaving, the old man Guan solemnly gave Zhao Feng a copy of the "Dan Dian Sacred Scroll".

"In this volume, in addition to the profound knowledge of alchemy, there are also notes left by several alchemy experts, including me."

After Old Man Guan handed over the "Dan Dian Sacred Scroll" to Zhao Feng, he let out a long sigh, as if he had put down a certain burden.

Holding this book in his hand, Zhao Feng felt heavy.

In addition to the "Sacred Scroll of Pill Canon", Old Man Guan also gave Zhao Feng ten inferior crystal stones and an old alchemy furnace.

The alchemy furnace was used by the old man Guan a long time ago and kept as a souvenir, but now it was given to Zhao Feng.

Zhao Feng had a very strange feeling when he left Caomutang.

"Why didn't Mr. Guan mention accepting me as a disciple? Or does he have to wait until Mr. Zhang has a showdown?"

Zhao Feng was puzzled, but he didn't think much about it.

Returning to the other courtyard pavilion, Zhao Feng sorted out the resources in his hand.

So far, his wealth in the sect, except for the alchemy furnace sent by Guan Lao, and a few elixirs, there are only these ten defective Yuan spar.

Yuan spar is the trading currency of the Zongmen world.

Silver taels in the secular world are not worth much in the sect world.

Zhao Feng has vaguely heard someone say that one million silver taels can probably be exchanged for a defective Yuan spar.

In order to try the role of "Original Crystal Stone", Zhao Feng came to the trading hall of Xiaoyuezong.

The Zongmen Trading Hall is limited to transactions between members of the "Xiaoyuezong" and is not open to the public.

The moment you really step into the trading hall,

Zhao Feng was shocked and trembling.

The figures coming and going to and from the hall are basically sect disciples at the level of "Seventh Heaven", and even some middle-level deacons, deputy hall masters, etc.

Those figures in the mortal realm, any one of them, the breath that they emit at will, makes Zhao Feng breathe and suppress his blood.

It was not until this scene that Zhao Feng realized more clearly that he was at the bottom of the sect, that kind of ant-like insignificance.

...

In the trading hall, there are many stalls.

In each booth, there were sellers. On the stone table in front of them, there were some items, such as magic weapons, medicinal materials, and secret manuals. Naturally, there were some things that Zhao Feng did not know.

Zhao Feng took a brief look and found that a half-mortal martial arts would probably sell a defective Yuan spar.

In the trading hall, there are basically no half-mortal martial arts, and even if there are, there are some special ones.

Ordinary martial arts, more sales.

Among them, ordinary-level and lower-level martial arts range from ten yuan to twenty yuan.

To reach the mid-level of the ordinary level, the price increases by dozens of times, or even hundreds of times, at least hundreds of times the quality spar.

Zhao Feng couldn't help shaking his head, and then found out that the "Blood Washing Pill" he had taken was actually worth five inferior crystal stones.

All spirit pills are very expensive in the trading hall.

Being in a sect, cultivation is the key, and spirit pills are naturally a weapon to assist cultivation.

Some precious elixir compete with each other in the trading hall.

Zhao Feng, an outer sect disciple, was paid no attention in the trading hall.

Even if he walked to the booth, the seller would ignore him.

"Lingdan is so valuable in the sect, no wonder the status of the alchemist is so high."

He thought to himself.

Gradually, Zhao Feng had an idea in his heart and formed a clear plan to make a fortune.

With Zhao Feng's talent in alchemy, with a little research, he can refine a good medicinal pill, and at least he can earn some Yuan spar.

Now, his biggest limitation is that he only has ten inferior crystals.

Zhao Feng wandered around for a long time in the main hall, and spent a piece of inferior Yuan spar to buy a sufficient amount of "Black Cloud Carbon".

"Black Cloud Charcoal" is the lowest-level source of pill fire, which is relatively cheap, and can only refine some low-level pills, and many "spiritual pills" cannot be refined.

Pills and elixir are different.

The level of spirit pills is higher, and the spirit pills that enter the product correspond to at least the level above the transcendental realm.

However, Zhao Feng has limited Yuan spar on hand, so it is not bad to be able to buy black cloud carbon.

Next, he started to buy the materials needed for alchemy.

For the remaining nine Yuan spar, Zhao Feng bought almost all of the alchemy materials.

"At present, there are two kinds of pseudo-spiritual pills that are most suitable for me to refine: Washing Marrow Pill and Xiaoyue Huiqi Pill."

The materials Zhao Feng chose have corresponding goals.

[Suijue Dan]: Needless to say, Zhao Feng has taken it, even if he can't sell it, he can take it himself.

[Xiaoyue Huiqi Pill]: A unique Huiqi Pill prepared by the alchemist in the Xiaoyue Sect, it can quickly restore the practitioner's vitality, and is suitable for disciples who are half-step out of the ordinary realm and before the third level of escape from the ordinary.

These two kinds of medicinal pills are both "pseudo-spiritual pills", which are not really spiritual pills, but they are far superior to the pills in the mundane world.

There are two reasons why Zhao Feng chose these two:

First, the two kinds of pseudo-spiritual pills are relatively easy to refine, and the materials are not expensive.

Second, limited by the conditions of cultivation and alchemy, these two pseudo-spiritual pills are almost the limit of Zhao Feng's ability.

Ordinary True Spirit Pills have requirements for fire seeds, and some even need to be out of the mortal realm.

After all the Primordial Crystal Stones on hand have been consumed, Zhao Feng has basically gathered all the materials for refining the medicine pill.

The remaining auxiliary materials are relatively cheap, and Zhao Feng can easily get them from Caomutang or Yunxiangmeng.

After the Yuan Jingshi was exhausted, Zhao Feng reluctantly walked out of the trading hall.

In the trading hall, there are too many advanced exercises, materials, and elixir that tempt him.

After walking out of the trading hall, most of the heavy feeling of oppression disappeared.

"Junior Brother Zhao!"

A familiar young voice came from the crowd.

Zhao Feng's figure froze.

In the crowd, an "old-fashioned boy" in a black-patterned blue shirt appeared, standing on the road, looking at himself with a little surprise.

The black-patterned blue shirt is the logo of the inner disciple in Xiaoyue Sect. Ordinary outer disciples only wear cyan robes.

"Senior Brother Mo."

Zhao Feng's mood quickly returned to normal, his left eye opened slightly, and he looked at Senior Brother Mo, who was once far ahead.

North ink.

Ever since, he was a super genius whose master Guangjun Hou entrusted all his hard work and wishes.

Through his left eye, Zhao Feng discovered that Bei Mo's cultivation was close to Master Guangjun Hou.

The cultivation of the Marquis Guangjun is the second heaven of transcendence.

That is to say, Bei Mo's cultivation base is at least the peak of the first level of transcendence, and perhaps half of his feet have stepped into the second level, catching up with his original master.

It is unimaginable that in just over a month, Bei Mo's cultivation has made such a leap.

But thinking of Bei Mo's aptitude for approaching the legendary "heaven and earth" spirit bodies, coupled with the cultivation of the elders of the sect, everything makes sense.

"Junior Brother Zhao, we finally met in the sect, but the gap between you and me is still the same."

Bei Mo's expression was still old-fashioned, without a trace of turbulence.

Zhao Feng didn't show weakness and looked directly at him: "It doesn't matter how you start, what matters is how high you can be in the end."

Bei Mo was stunned for a moment, as if he understood the meaning of Zhao Feng's words, and immediately laughed, slightly mocking himself.

Maybe he thought it was too funny to talk about future ideals with a half-spirit.

"Since you have entered the sect. Our agreement is still valid."

After Bei Mo finished speaking, he shook his head and walked towards the trading hall.

"That day will not be far away."

Zhao Feng left on his own and returned to the outer door all the way.

The encounter with Bei Mo was just a small episode. At most, Zhao Feng understood that there was another goal in the sect.

Returning to the Outer Gate Hall, Zhao Feng went to the Caomu Hall again and borrowed a few auxiliary materials from Yunxiangmeng.

At this point, all the materials required for "Suijue Dan" and "Xiaoyue Huiqi Dan" have been collected.

"You want to start alchemy?"

Yun Xiangmeng was a little surprised.

But immediately, she felt that what she was asking was nonsense. Zhao Feng had the ability to independently concoct alchemy a few days ago.

Return to the courtyard.

Zhao Feng closed the door, put the alchemy furnace on hold, and sorted all the materials.

He couldn't help taking a deep breath, the next step would be the key to his development in the sect.

If this step is taken well, it will advance by leaps and bounds.

If you fail, you will have to wait at least ten days to get ten more defective Yuan spar.

The first step is feeding.

Zhao Feng's left eye, fully opened, entered a super visual interface.

In any previous alchemy, Zhao Feng had never fully opened his left eye.

This also means that Zhao Feng's grasp of the calculation of things has reached a level of precision down to microns.

Because, he does not allow any errors in details.

Feeding, very successful completion.

The next step is to catch fire.

This step, he has tried many times, but also perfect.

Then the third step, fire control, this step will really affect the success or failure.

He had never seen other alchemists refine "Suijue Dan" and "Xiaoyue Huiqi Dan", and everything only existed in theory.

swoosh~

The flames lit up, spread and expanded little by little, and the alchemy furnace made a light "humming" sound, and under the flames, the walls of the furnace showed simple and fresh ancient animal patterns...