Seeing that tens of thousands of spirit stones were sent out in the blink of an eye, Xiao Sima had a stunned expression, looking at Lu Ping's eyes were all golden stars.
Lu Ping looked at Xiao Sima who was walking mechanically behind him, stretched out his hand and patted his head, and said: "Are you stupid? Hurry up and take me to the next store that sells spiritual herbs."
Xiao Sima let Lu Ping take a beat, and suddenly came to his senses, and said: "No, I have visited all the shops here that sell spiritual grass."
"Is it gone?" Lu Ping calculated that the spiritual herbs collected this time and his original inventory were only enough to refine nearly thirty furnaces of elixirs, and more than half of them were still early and mid-stage hemolysis elixirs, which had little effect on his current self.
When is the elixir out of stock, Lu Ping asked again: "Is there no other place on this island to sell spiritual herbs?"
Xiao Sima scratched his head and said, "Yes, the mortal market, it is a place where scattered cultivators and mortals set up stalls together, but the spiritual grass there is relatively scattered, which is time-consuming and labor-intensive."
The mortal market in Sanjia City is located on the south side of the city, this is a place where monks and mortals live together, some scattered cultivators mostly make a living by taking risks, and in order to sell a few more spirit stones of the harvested things, they are willing to spend time setting up stalls by themselves.
Lu Ping spent most of his time in penance before, and on the way to alchemy, he had always been very wealthy, regardless of the cost, so he would rather spend more spirit stones to buy in batches from the store, so since Lu Ping advanced the hemolysis period, he rarely visited the mortal market in the market.
The mortal market has always been relatively lively, and many monks like to wander here in their free time, mostly with the mind of Taobao, hoping to take advantage of it, but who came here to set up a stall has a bad vision, and this kind of thing generally rarely happens.
Some scattered cultivators even put some things on it that they couldn't figure out, and once they met someone who knew the goods, they would immediately sit on the ground and raise the price to make a transparent profit, but the monks were still happy to do so, mostly because they had a just in case mentality.
Lu Ping and Xiao Sima passed by in the mortal market, and many people who knew Xiao Sima saw Lu Ping behind him, and they all recommended the things on their stalls to Lu Ping.
Since Lu Ping got the jade slip of the alchemist Liao Ding Zhenren to identify the spiritual grass, his understanding of the spiritual grass can be said to have made a leap and bound, which not only recorded many five-hundred-year-old spiritual grasses that Lu Ping did not recognize, but also a large number of thousand-year-old spiritual grasses, even the three-thousand-year-old spiritual grass were also recorded, which made Lu Ping have a great vision.
"Seven Nights Flying Flower Grass, one of the auxiliary spiritual herbs for refining the early stage of hemolysis, twenty spirit stones."
"This is the Three Autumn Dew Grass, an auxiliary spirit-like grass for refining the middle stage of hemolysis elixir, with a maximum of thirty spirit stones."
"Strong wind grass, not bad, a main medicine of the late stage of wind attribute bloodline hemolysis, a hundred spirit stones, what? Two hundred yuan? Up to 120 yuan, even if you don't sell it."
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Lu Ping passed through the mortal market all the way, all the spiritual herbs that were more than five hundred years old, Lu Ping did not let go of a single one, each one offered a suitable price, when encountering opportunistic people, Lu Ping directly told the name, growth environment, medicinal properties and pharmacology of these spiritual herbs, directly leaving the other party speechless.
At this time, the monk who set up a stall in the mortal market knew that he had encountered an expert and did not dare to try to deceive him anymore, Lu Ping swept all the way and actually harvested more than two hundred five-hundred-year-old spiritual herbs again, and even many of them were the main ones for refining hemolytic period elixirs, which made Lu Ping very satisfied.
Many monks who set up stalls in the mortal market saw that Lu Ping was sincere, the price was fair, and he didn't care about it, so they took out the spiritual herbs they had accumulated in the past for Lu Ping to choose, and many monks also took out some spiritual herbs they didn't know for Lu Ping to appreciate, and Lu Ping also told them one by one the year of use of these spiritual herbs.
In this way, Lu Ping was able to buy more than a hundred hundred hundred-year-old spiritual herbs, plus the spiritual herbs selected from them to refine the late stage of hemolysis elixir purchased before were enough for Lu Ping to cultivate at full capacity for a year without worrying about the lack of elixirs.
At this moment, everyone's laughter suddenly came from behind Lu Ping:
"Second leprosy, are you here with your baby again?"
"Second leprosy, I said you don't be delusional all day long, even the elixirs of the three major families say that your thing is just an ordinary weed, if you have that time, hurry up and cultivate to find a way to dissolve blood."
"That's right, the second leprosy, although these three grasses were snatched back by your brother, but doesn't your brother just want to exchange them for spirit stones to buy hemolytic pills for you, so that you can reach the hemolytic period, you always hold on to the grass and don't let go, and your cultivation has been delayed.
Lu Ping turned his head and saw a rather down-and-out man walking towards Lu Ping with a jade box in his arms, obviously hearing that an expert in identifying spiritual herbs had come to the mortal market, and hurried over.
Lu Ping looked at the little Sima beside him, Xiao Sima was obviously quite familiar with the affairs of this generation, and said: "Uncle Erqiang is called Li Erqiang, his brother is called Li Daqiang, he is a casual cultivator in the early stage of hemolysis, Uncle Daqiang In order for Uncle Erqiang to reach the hemolysis period, Uncle Daqiang ventured into the depths of the endless sea to hunt monsters in exchange for spirit stones, hoping to buy hemolysis pills, but Uncle Daqiang was seriously injured by the monster, and after holding on, he fell without leaving anything to say. Uncle Erqiang thought that Uncle Daqiang must have been a treasure because of the fall of these three spiritual grasses, so he planned to sell the Hemolytic Pill, but two years have passed, and the monks who come and go in the mortal market all say that this grass is worthless, and even the alchemy masters of the Zhang, Wang, and Li families have made a special trip to see these three grasses because they are curious, and they all say that they are ordinary weeds, but they look strange, but Uncle Erqiang still does not give up, saying that everyone does not know the goods, which makes the elixirs of the three major families angry enough."
Li Erqiang came to Lu Pingping, carefully handed the jade box to Lu Pingping, with a hint of expectation and a hint of fear in his eyes, and said in a very apprehensive voice: "Please also take a look at these three spiritual herbs of the junior."
Lu Ping took the jade box and looked around by the way, the surrounding monks stopped their business, looking at Lu Ping's place, many people had quite anticipatory expressions in their eyes, it seemed that they also hoped that the spiritual grass that Li Daqiang had worked hard to get was really a treasure, and they were quite sympathetic to Li Erqiang. There were also people with sarcastic faces, waiting to see Li Erqiang's jokes, while most people shook their heads and didn't have much hope for it.
Lu Ping opened the jade box, inside were three pitch-black spiritual grasses, except for the color, they looked ordinary, and there was no trace of spiritual power fluctuations on the branches and leaves of the grass, which was no different from ordinary weeds.
Everyone looked at Lu Ping holding the jade box and looked at it for a long time without speaking, and they all sighed, it seemed that even this senior expert didn't recognize this grass, thinking that it was really not a spiritual grass.
Li Erqiang looked at Lu Ping's expression, and the last trace of anticipation in his eyes disappeared, and Xiao Sima looked at him sympathetically.
"No!" Lu Ping muttered to himself: "So it's this kind of spiritual grass!"
Lu Ping's face suddenly showed a look of surprise: "I found the treasure!"
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