Chapter 516 Selling Pills

The first batch of Mo Qiong only took one ton of Kun blood.

After confirming that only a part of the blood would pass through, and the Heavenly Dao would adapt to give the corresponding amount of innate Qi, Mo Qiong knew that this thing was really enough.

In particular, the content of innate Qi in Kun blood was indeed very high, a thousand times more concentrated than Gun Gun.

Mo Qiong immediately decided to plant all the spiritual medicines and herbs brought by these cultivators, and some even split into several parts for planting.

Use Kun blood to irrigate and accelerate growth.

The various conditions required for planting spiritual medicines are basically not met, and it is simply planting spiritual roots and herbs as potatoes.

But even so, under the irrigation of Kun blood and the intake of innate Qi, it still grows like crazy.

This is the creation of life.

Everything in the world is derived from Taiji, and Taiji is derived from Taisu, Taisu is derived from Taishi's innate Qi, and innate Qi is derived from Taichu's Hunyuan Qi.

Unfortunately, if you don't become a Taisu Immortal, you can't use Daoguo to refine this kind of Qi.

You still have to take drugs.

Ning Daowen and others are just small characters after all, and the things they have are far from enough for the materials needed in Mo Qiong's plan.

Those need to be collected in the world of immortal cultivation, at least, you have to get the seeds back.

Without further ado, after Mo Qiong harvested this batch of spiritual medicines, he went to a nearby gathering of immortal cultivators with Gou Ye and Ning Daowen.

On the way, Mo Qiong and Gou Ye sat in the flying boat made of Best Metal and sailed at the speed of sound.

Ning Daowen saw the cultivators rushing on the road for the first time. Mo Qiong directly stuffed the flying boat into the barrel and launched it with an explosion. During the flight, he didn't control it at all, and took drugs to practice directly.

The blood that sank to the bottom of the watering flowers still had a lot of innate Qi. Mo Qiong used this to refine a few furnaces of Huanyuan Dan to supply everyone in the team to enter the Yuanjing period.

After a day of traveling, Mo Qiong successfully returned to his origin with six pills, and his Nascent Soul was broken into billions of Yuanjing.

In the Niwan Palace, countless tadpole-shaped Yuanjing spread like a sea of ​​stars.

If you look closely, you will find that although these Yuanjing are shaped like tadpoles, they are long and short.

Many long tadpoles and short tadpoles are chaotically floating in this Niwan Palace.

At this level, each Yuanjing may "evolve" into a Yuanying, but evolution is not advisable. Since you have taken the path of returning to the origin, you should go to the end.

If the billions of Yuanjing are turned into billions of Yuanying again, they may be very strong, but that is not advisable, because the human mind cannot control billions. If it is possible, it will definitely lose the only true knowledge of the self.

Then what is the point of this immortal cultivation?

So the immortal cultivators will then classify the billions of Yuanjing into different categories. The Eight Trigrams give rise to all things, and the billions of Yuanjing have to repeat the Eight Trigrams at this moment.

Three long tadpoles are Qian, and six short tadpoles are Kun. Two short, one long, and two short again is Kan, one long, two short, and one long is Li...

In this way, the hundreds of millions of yuan essence are divided and returned to the eight trigrams of Qian, Zhen, Kan, Gen, Kun, Xun, Li, and Dui, forming countless eight trigrams, and then entering the eight trigrams period.

This is a long process, and in this process, the essence that has become infants on its own must be constantly crushed to keep it in the state of countless tadpoles, because only in the state of countless tadpoles can it return to the eight trigrams.

As a drug-taking promotion, Mo Qiong cannot do this, because his state of mind is not enough and he cannot practice.

So he can only rely on a large number of "broken infant transformation pills" to suppress the evolution of tadpoles, and then use a large number of corresponding return pills of the eight kinds of heaven, earth, wind, thunder, water, fire, mountain and marsh to complete the process of returning to the origin.

If you rely solely on pills to quickly enter the eight trigrams, you will have to take at least a few thousand pills.

It can be said that few people in the entire cultivation world can afford it...

There will be no one who is so rich that he can rely on taking pills to get through the whole process...

But Mo Qiong can afford it, so he can only do this.

After all, the Dao Fruits of the two realms of Yuan Jing and Bagua are not easy to shoot. One is like a sea of ​​​​stars with billions of tadpoles, and the other is a state of countless Bagua, which is too scattered.

Mo Qiong can't easily beat out all the Dao Fruits and refine them like dealing with Yuan Shen and Yuan Ying by just relying on the collision of mind and spirit, so if he wants to cheat and improve as soon as possible, he must use elixirs to transition between these two levels.

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Suiye Mountain in the east of Yu Dynasty is beautiful and natural. It is one of the prosperous markets in the world of immortal cultivation.

The twelve immortal gates have disciples who communicate and trade with each other here, not to mention countless wild cultivators.

Mo Qiong spent a day and came here in a black flying boat, but no one noticed him.

Although Ning Daowen has no cultivation, he is not eye-catching here, because there are many people on the scene who bring their juniors who are still in the stage of knocking on the palace.

"Here! This is a list. The seeds and medicinal materials on it must be gathered within seven days. Please help me keep an eye on it." Mo Qiong handed Ning Daowen a list in the local language.

Ning Daowen sighed. He had been to this kind of place many times, but he didn't expect to come as a mortal this time.

Seeing that he was not in high spirits, Mo Qiong smiled and said, "Without a soul, you can't cultivate to be an immortal, but there are thousands of ways, and you may find other pursuits in the future."

Ning Daowen turned his head and looked at Mo Qiong and said, "Dongye Boyu is obsessed with the study of the mind, which I think is too pure. I am now very interested in what you do. You are not refugees, right?"

Mo Qiong smiled but said nothing.

Ning Daowen added: "You are incompatible with the entire world. Whether it is your ideas or skills, or even the many weird things and specialties you have displayed, it is beyond imagination. Innate energy is not worth a penny in your eyes, and the blue and white way is It's so wonderful. Your origins must be incredible. I now fully believe that you can clean up the world of immortality and establish a law for all generations."

"Okay, stop bragging. Anyway, you will be imprisoned for life. In the future, we will send you to a desolate world to open up wasteland. It may be a bit dangerous, but mortals have their own ways. I will pass them on to you and you can study it yourself." Mo Qiongyi Guiding Xiang Ning Daowen, he used his now extremely powerful mental power to transmit a piece of basic mathematics, physics and chemistry knowledge.

Ning Daowen couldn't help but feel horrified after hearing Mo Qiong's words, a desolate world? This is too much information.

And the knowledge passed on to him was completely different from his past thinking mode.

He memorized it silently, and then began to follow the list to guide Mo Qiong to buy seeds.

"If what you want, regardless of year, or even seeds, is available here, but what are you going to buy?" Ning Daowen asked.

Mo Qiong directly took out the medicine gourd, which contained twenty-four Origin-Returning Pills and hundreds of miscellaneous pills that he had refined along the way.

Ning Daowen said: "You can buy some, but it's not enough. The amount you want is too big."

"Well, let's make some more. The finished product is worth more than the materials!" Mo Qiong said with a smile.

"Innate Creation Pill? No, I don't want to die like this!" Ning Daowen knew that if Mo Qiong dared to use the Innate Energy, it would inevitably cause a bloody storm. Mo Qiong may not be afraid, but he, a mortal, would die if he was even slightly affected here.

"Nonsense, I must have bought the medicinal materials and refined them elsewhere. Think about it, I will refine whatever elixir is valuable," Mo Qiong said.

Ning Daowen smiled bitterly, what he said was too irritating. Mo Qiong was obviously poor in skills, but his innate energy was so overbearing that any pill could be created by nature.

The elixir is of course more valuable than the materials. One completed elixir can often be resold for seven or eight pieces of materials. If nine elixirs are produced in one furnace, that is a direct profit of sixty or seventy times!

The success rate of ordinary alchemists is too low to earn anything. Only masters and grand masters can earn more, and only Mo Qiong and his group can make such a profit of 60 to 70 times.

The success rate of the elixir is 100%, and the cost is only one innate energy...

Just an innate talent! Thinking about this, Ning Daowen felt guilty, but he knew that this was really not a cost to Mo Qiong and his gang...

"Sell pills!"

After finding the largest alchemy pavilion in Suiye Mountain and selling the source-returning elixirs and miscellaneous elixirs at a cheap price, Mo Qiong left directly with a pile of medicinal materials.

Gou Ye and Ning Daowen stayed and continued to browse in the store.

The shop owner was a monk from the Xuandong Sect. When he saw this, he asked, "Is there anything else you can do?"

"Oh, my brother is coming soon, and he has pills to sell!" Master Gou said.

The shop owner was overjoyed. The elixir he had collected just now was of excellent quality, but the gang was eager to sell it to him and sold it to him in ordinary quality. He immediately made a huge profit.

Hearing that there was more, he quickly brought out two sets of magic weapon-level seats and brewed two pots of ginseng tea.

Ning Daowen said: "Get ready here. I will have eighteen 'Broken Infant Transformation Pills' later. I want to change them..."

As soon as he told him the materials he wanted, the shop owner smiled and said, "Don't worry, we have them all!"

Soon, within two hours, Mo Qiong flew back with his sword.

He threw away the two bottles of elixirs. The shopkeeper inspected them and was shocked: the quality was excellent!

The Broken Infant Transformation Pill is already a high-level pill, and its quality is still so good. There is a master behind these people.

Selling it so cheaply, I don’t even have to think about it, I will definitely take it.

"This is what you want..." the shop owner smiled.

Mo Qiong rolled up the medicinal materials and flew away again without talking nonsense.

The shopkeeper put away the elixir with satisfaction, and was stunned when he saw that Gou and Ye were still here.

"What are you..."

Gou Ye said: "Oh, my brother also has a batch of Bagua Return Pills, which are matched with the heaven, earth, wind, thunder, water, volcano and swamp."

Ning Daowen added: "There are eighteen sets in total. Please prepare them. We need..."

The shop owner was shocked to see that there were complete sets of eight homecoming pills, and there were eighteen sets, that is, one hundred and forty-four pills.

"Why didn't you send it together before?" He couldn't believe that Mo Qiong had made it temporarily because it was so shocking.

Ning Daowen said: "They are all accumulated over the years and scattered in various caves."

The shopkeeper nodded and said, "I need to get what you want together."

"good."

If he wants to buy eighteen sets of return pills, he needs to ask his master for instructions and use the sect's treasury.

He immediately left a few junior brothers behind and rushed to the master's gate. He wanted to see if this group of people could really come up with so many high-level elixirs.

After two days of struggling, he and a dozen senior brothers brought over a large amount of medicinal materials.

Looking at Mo Qiong, he has been waiting here for a long time.

"What took it so long? I broke it up and sold half of it to other stores." Mo Qiong said.

"No! Why are you so anxious! Am I not coming?" When the shop owner heard that half of the money was missing, he suddenly felt that he had suffered a huge loss.

Fortunately, Mo Qiong then said, "But I still have five more four-spirit pills, do you want them?"

While he was waiting, he scattered and sold half of it in other stores, gathering enough medicinal materials to refine a furnace of four spiritual pills.

Everyone was shocked, Four Spiritual Pills! This thing has a price but no market, and is usually auctioned. It takes at least half a year to raise the price.

Mo Qiong sold him five pills as soon as he opened his mouth, which made the group of people's eyebrows tremble.

"May I ask you which sect you belong to?"

Mo Qiong casually said, "Wild cultivator."

"Can I meet the senior who made this Four Spirit Pill?" The shopkeeper saluted.

Mo Qiong smiled and said, "He will go to Yuhua Sect in six days. If you want to see him, let your sect master take someone."

The shopkeeper nodded, thinking that he must report to the sect master and visit Yuhua Sect at that time. Such a powerful alchemist, who is also a wild cultivator, must be won over to his sect.

While thinking, he bought Mo Qiong's pills. Unfortunately, if he wanted to buy five Four Spirit Pills, even if Mo Qiong's price was very cheap, some of the extremely precious ones only needed seeds, but the medicinal materials he brought were still not enough, so he had to go back to adjust the goods again.

Mo Qiong said he was not in a hurry, as long as it was delivered within four days.

Afterwards, he and Gou Ye went to some other sects' stores together.

The pills were exchanged for materials, the materials were exchanged for more pills, and the pills were exchanged for more materials.

Mo Qiong sold them piecemeal, and went to the big stores of eleven immortal sects, completing the shopping list several times over.

After refining tens of thousands of pills in one go, everything was ready, and Tiandao could start working.

In just a few days, he stirred up the pill market, almost clearing out the stocks of major sects, and the price of medicinal materials skyrocketed for a while.

At the same time, except for Yuhua Sect, all sects also knew that there was a top alchemy master among the wild cultivators, who would visit Yuhua Sect in a few days.

The news spread more and more, and Yuhua Sect naturally knew about it. He went to all the sects, but didn't sell them, and the wild cultivators who were going to visit Yuhua Sect at that time...

"Is it impossible?"

"Could it be that group of crazy people?"

"But how could it be an alchemy master? I asked around, and dozens of four spirit pills appeared on the market one after another!"

"It can't be refined in the past few days, right? And that group of casual cultivators were only in the Yuanshen stage a few days ago, and it is impossible to refine pills before the Yuanying stage."

This is a paradox. According to the time of the visit, Yuhua Sect can guess that it is Mo Qiong and others who are stirring up the market.

But it is really hard to believe that those people can become alchemy masters in a few days, and even if they are alchemy masters, it is impossible to refine so many pills in a few days!

"Where did that group of people go?"

"In the end, they disappeared with the medicinal materials. They must have used special escape techniques."

"Go back and report to the master, and be on guard. I feel something is wrong. They are definitely not the kind of wild cultivators we imagined."

The people of Yuhua Sect in Suiye Mountain quickly closed the shop and returned to the master, but were suddenly stopped by a red monk who appeared.

The red monk's Taoism is unfathomable. He did nothing to suppress them. It feels that there is no such pressure when facing the master.

"The people you are talking about will go to Yuhua Sect in a few days?" The red monk asked.

"Two... two days later."

The red monk waved his sleeves and swept them away, saying: "Lead the way!"

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p.s: Sorry.