From space to the world, it takes trillions of years

Chapter 144 Purchasing a Magical Weapon

After the two Foundation Establishment Masters left, the crowd that was watching quickly dispersed.

After the novelty of the high-level elixir has worn off, it’s time to continue doing what you should do next.

The alchemy skills of the Danhua Sect are obvious to all, and the skills of the real people are extraordinary.

Each refined Peiyuan Pill costs hundreds of spirit stones, but it is not something a small Qi-refining cultivator dares to ask for.

Chen Yu followed the crowd and left this place, then turned around and returned to the courtyard.

A mere second-grade mid-quality elixir was not even good in his eyes.

Today, I saw two real people again. Although I didn't use my spiritual sense to scan them, I could still estimate the approximate fluctuations in their cultivation.

From a purely spectator's perspective, this experience was barely interesting.

After entering the space, Chen Yu came to a clump of grass in the spiritual plant area, which exuded a rich spiritual energy.

Gan Ying grass? From the whispers of the onlookers, he heard that this bunch of spiritual grass, which was not outstanding among the spiritual plants in the space, was the main ingredient of the second-level elixir Pei Yuan Dan.

Ganying grass has a mild temperament and can often grow in clusters when there is sufficient spiritual energy.

It produces seeds every few decades and then continues to grow.

There are about a hundred sweetgrass plants of various sizes in this clump, and it seems that there are more than a dozen generations living in it.

Chen Yu also moved most of them to the general area to avoid occupying too much space.

The mother plant was the oldest, about 1,400 years old. This was a century-old magical herb that he had accidentally found on the road when he came to Leiyangze along Chengshui.

Apart from cultivation, he now only wanted to find a book of basic alchemy techniques and as many alchemy recipes as possible, so that he could add some fun to his peaceful years.

After everyone left, the cultivator who had 500 spirit stones in his possession did not leave the market.

The market town gathers spiritual objects from all directions, and the most important thing is to give the monks a certain sense of security.

Not only is fighting expressly prohibited in the market town, violators will be killed without mercy.

The cultivators who dared to stay here for a long time were basically defeated by the immortal sect.

But a six-hundred-year-old Gan Ying grass was exchanged for five hundred spirit stones, and its value was bound to make people take risks.

A hundred miles outside the market town, can't I control a mere cultivator in the middle stage of Qi Refining at will?

With this in mind, many strong men have been making secret preparations.

Moreover, Master Yuan Heng was angry just now. Even if he couldn't save face, there would inevitably be lackeys who wanted to take his head to please him.

I didn't expect that this casual cultivator was actually quite clever, otherwise he would have had difficulty reaching the market town alive.

Feeling those malicious and prying eyes, he stayed in an inn in the market town that day.

The Yingxian Inn in the market town is jointly owned by the four major immortal sects.

Almost every ten days or half a month, there would be monks who would spend money here to ward off disasters.

Although twelve spirit stones for one night's stay is ridiculously expensive, it is nothing compared to one's own life.

Moreover, there are several spirit gathering arrays arranged in the room, and spiritual food is provided in the morning and evening.

Living here for some time, the speed of cultivation can be increased by more than double compared to the life outside where there is a shortage of spiritual objects.

This is not the most important thing, but to spend all the spirit stones and tell others that there is not much money to be made from you.

A few days later, when Chen Yu was sitting in the weapon refining workshop trying out new spiritual patterns, he sensed someone coming.

In front of the door stood a young man, whose cultivation level was the sixth level of Qi Refining.

He looked up and saw that it was the monk who had the good fortune to find the six hundred year old Gan Ying grass that day.

When he saw Chen Yu, he bowed first. Not for any reason, but because of Chen Yu's undisguised aura of peak Qi Refining.

Then he got straight to the point and asked, "Master, do you have any magical instruments that have been refined? I would like to buy some."

Chen Yu was a little surprised. There were several people who had entrusted him to refine magical instruments, but this was the first one who directly wanted to buy a first-grade mid-quality magical instrument.

Different from the entry-level low-grade magic tools, ordinary cultivators require to be able to use them with ease.

In fact, even for lower-grade magical instruments, there are many people who request customization.

Some of the leftover scraps he had used before were indeed refined into first-grade, mid-quality magical weapons.

However, the cultivator in front of him had become the center of a small storm because of the Ganying grass.

Chen Yu thought quickly and realized that the sale of magical instruments would increase the probability of him getting involved in the feuds of the foundation-building cultivators.

Or maybe it was a sudden change of behavior, and there were not enough magical instruments stored in the weapon refining workshop, which had a high possibility of attracting other people's attention.

It seems a bit oversensitive, but it's better to be cautious.

The monk saw that the abbot was hesitating and looked a little anxious.

Soon, Chen Yu gave a reply: "What kind of magic weapon do you want? I can take it out and show it to you."

"Two for attack and two for defense, and they should consume less spiritual energy when used."

"Okay, I'll go get it in the courtyard, please wait here for a moment."

After a while, Chen Yu came out of the yard with seven or eight magical instruments in his hands.

“Fellow Daoist, take a look at these four main attack weapons. There are no restrictions. You can try them out to see how they feel.

These two defensive magic weapons are of trigger type and can block five full-strength attacks from a sixth-level Qi Refining cultivator.

This item can be controlled autonomously and can block attacks from the eighth level of Qi Refining, but it requires a lot of spiritual energy."

The monk selected for a while and decided on these two triggered defensive magic weapons and a long sword made of fish bones.

But he had to keep the spiritual stones on him for other uses, so he had to take out a few small jade boxes.

The first jade box contained a blue transparent crystal, which looked a little damaged.

This is not an inner elixir, but a kind of talent of the monster.

It can be used as a spiritual power core, and can also be used to launch water-based spell attacks.

Chen Yu did not ask about its origin, but he could guess that it was most likely something from the monster that was rumored to have caused both sides to suffer heavy losses.

This thing is not common, and I have never heard of it being used to refine magical weapons.

But the spiritual energy is rich and easier to absorb than spiritual stones.

The monk was planning to use it to improve his cultivation, but a magical weapon that could quickly increase his strength was more important.

Chen Yu glanced at it and said, "This item is damaged on the outside, and its spiritual energy has been somewhat lost. How about forty spiritual stones?"

The cultivator was naturally unwilling to accept this: "This was taken from a ninth-level Qi Refining monster, how could it be worth only forty spirit stones?"

Chen Yu patiently explained: "This thing is six or seven times the size of a spirit stone, and its concentration is more than five times that of a spirit stone.

The total spiritual energy content does not exceed thirty-five spiritual stones, and Daoist friends can easily sense it. Since it is easy to absorb, it is only worth forty spiritual stones.

Go to the market and ask around to see if there is anyone who can offer more spirit stones than me."

Maybe someone is willing to pay more spirit stones for it, but in Chen Yu's eyes, it is only worth this price, so there is nothing wrong with saying this.

"This, this, this is from a ninth-level Qi Refining monster. It must have some magical properties."

"In that case, you can keep it for yourself and see what magic it has."

Chen Yu shook his head. It was just an ordinary monster crystal. How could there be so many wonders for people to discover?

The monk had to accept this fact, but the three magic weapons were worth nearly two hundred spirit stones in total, and he needed to come up with more spiritual objects.