"Give me five bottles of Xuan-level lower-grade spiritual cultivation pills."

A disciple of the Yunqi Sect took out five magic refining stones and handed them to the shopkeeper at the counter.

The shopkeeper gave him five small porcelain bottles with a smile.

When Ning Qi saw this scene, he realized why so many people wanted to enter the forbidden bones. There were at least ten bottles of Xuan-level low-grade spiritual cultivation pills? Just one piece of magic refining stone. Now this disciple of the Yunqi Sect bought fifty Xuan-level low-grade spiritual cultivation pills, which was definitely not for his own monsters to eat.

As long as he returns to Yunqi Sect and sells it, he will be worth at least 100 low-grade spiritual crystals, and fifty ones will be 5,000 low-grade spiritual crystals!

It is easy to earn five spiritual god stones in the forbidden land of the dry bones, or is it easy to earn five thousand low-grade spiritual crystals in the land of Dongxuan? Ning Qi judged the price of the monster bat dragon, and it is definitely the former that is relatively simple.

After some observation, Ning Qi had a goal in his heart, left the Hall of All Things, returned to the inn and opened a room, and Ning Qi's mind was immersed in the Dragon Slaying Mall.

"Fifth-level pill recipe, Xuan-level lower-grade spiritual nourishing pill, priced at 10,000 Dragon Slaying Coins!"

"Buy!"

After deducting ten thousand of his Dragon Slaying Coins, he instantly had a way to refine the lower-grade Xuan-level Spirit-raising Pill in his mind.

"There is an extra type of spiritual herb that has been refined, which actually requires the essence and blood of the sixth-level dragon clan?"

Unlike the Yellow-level Spiritual Pill, a lower-level Spiritual Pill of Xuan-level requires a drop of the essence and blood of the sixth-level dragon clan as the introduction, Ning Qi does not have it now.

Ning Qi left the inn again, and this time he did not choose to enter the Wanwu Hall. After all, Liu Hui would lower the price, so Ning Qi came to a grocery store not far from the Wanwu Hall.

The things sold here are lower in grade than those in the Wanwu Hall, such as the Lingling Pill, which is the highest among the best-quality ones in the Yellow Level.

"What are you going to buy, this young man?"

When the only shopkeeper saw Ning Qi coming, he immediately stepped forward with great sincerity.

"Shopkeeper, do you take the best yellow-level spiritual cultivation pill here?"

Ning Qi asked with a smile.

When the shopkeeper saw that Ning Qi was here to sell things, his enthusiasm suddenly dropped by three points. He smiled dryly: "Of course I bought it, but the price will be 20% lower than the market price. After all, I also need profits, but there is still a little bit, one or two, I won't do such a business."

"Of course there are more than one or two, I'm afraid you may not be able to collect it."

Ning Qi smiled confidently.

There are more than 18,000 yellow-level top-grade spiritual cultivation pills in his space package now!

"oh?"

Seeing Ning Qi say this, the shopkeeper became interested in an instant, "How many yellow-level top-grade spiritual elixirs do you have? I will never refuse anyone!"

“How much is the price?”

Ning Qi smiled faintly.

The shopkeeper's eyes turned and he whispered: "I will collect one hundred and thirty yellow-level top-quality spiritual cultivation pills at a high price for a magic refining stone!"

"Haha, I still won't sell this price."

Ning Qi sneered.

It was agreed that it was only 20% lower, but now it is at least 30% lower. The shopkeeper thought that he had a large number of yellow-level top-grade spirit-raising pills, so he deliberately lowered the price!

"There are some other discussions, let's do it, young master, I hit it off at first sight, how about 125 pills?"

A shrewd expression flashed in the shopkeeper's eyes.

"I won't talk to you anymore. I have 18,000, and 110 are equivalent to a magic refining stone. If you want it, you want it, don't let me sell it to the Hall of All Things."

Ning Qi said lightly.

"Ten eighteen thousand?"

A hint of surprise flashed in the shopkeeper's eyes, and then he quickly calculated it and found that the profit of this business was about 17 or 18 god refining stones. This profit was not low. He made more than a dozen god refining stones when he sold them, which was equivalent to the body of more than a dozen sixth-level dragon clans!

"Let me do this, I will give you one hundred and sixty pieces of divine refining stones, and I will make twenty pieces of profit. If you can accept it, I can give you the divine refining stones now!"

The shopkeeper said firmly, as if Ning Qi would not do this business as long as he bargained again.

"make a deal."

Ning Qi smiled slightly.

"Young master is a cheerful person!"

The shopkeeper laughed loudly.

Afterwards, the two completed the transaction in a cup of tea. After Ning Qi counted the number of spiritual god stones, he nodded with satisfaction.

One hundred and sixty spirit god stones are equivalent to 16,000 dragon-slaying coins! And what Ning Qi paid was only 18,000 yellow-level top-grade spirit-raising pills!

Ning Qi made a big profit in the price difference!

"Young Master will have such a business next time, remember to come and find me."

The shopkeeper put away the spirit-raising pill and smiled and told Ning Qi.

"Don't worry, shopkeeper, do you have the essence and blood of the sixth-level dragon clan here?"

Ning Qi smiled.

"Yes, I have!"

The shopkeeper's eyes lit up: "Young Master, how much do you want? The essence and blood of the sixth-level dragon clan here is high in purity and low in price. You can buy a hundred drops of one magic refining stone!"

"One hundred drops?"

Ning Qi frowned slightly. A sixth-level dragon clan had about one hundred drops of essence and blood in his body. However, when the monster bat dragon was sold, it was only a piece of magic refining stone. Now, one hundred drops of essence and blood will be sold for one piece?

"Young Master, we businessmen must make some money. When I take back the body of a sixth-level dragon clan, I will need a magic refining stone. After some processing, I will only make twice the profit if I sell it all."

The shopkeeper smiled.

"Okay, give me a thousand drops."

Ning Qi nodded.

"Good!"

This time I made another profit of five pieces of magic refining stones, and the shopkeeper's face was filled with laughter.

After buying the dragon clan essence and blood, Ning Qi returned to the inn and then bought a low-level practice training ground for one day.

In the training ground, he counted out the spiritual herbs in the space package one by one, and finally combined it with a thousand pieces of Xuanjie Lower-grade Lingdan Lingxie.

The dragon-swalking fire instantly emerged from his palm, and the alchemy liquid changed in the palm of his palm.

After three breaths, the pill liquid exploded.

Alchemy failed!

Ning Qi was not discouraged and continued to refine. After failing hundreds of pills, he gradually mastered the skills and strength of the Xuan-level lower-grade spiritual cultivation pill.

However, the time required to refine a finished Xuan-level low-grade spiritual nourishing pill is four or five times longer than the yellow-level top-grade spiritual nourishing pill. Fortunately, with the six-fold increase in the alchemy speed of the Pill King Miaodian, Ning Qi can basically refine four pieces a day. After staying in the low-level training ground for three months, Ning Qi has refined three hundred Xuan-level low-grade spiritual nourishing pills, which are equivalent to thirty god refining stones and three thousand dragon-slaying coins!

He was not satisfied with this speed.

"After staying for three months, I only earned 3,000 dragon slaying coins. Among them, the cost of a low-level training ground is 100 dragon slaying coins, and the cost of the dragon clan's essence and blood is three god-refining stones, which is equivalent to 300 dragon slaying coins. With the cost of time, it is not cost-effective at all, and it is too slow."

Ning Qi murmured to himself.

As soon as the time for the training ground arrived, he appeared in the room. At this moment, the door was knocked on.

"Brother Hua, are you in there?"

Di Yun's voice came.

Ning Qi opened the door and saw Di Yun and the other two standing at the door. He was slightly stunned and said, "Is there anything wrong?"

"Let's go, I'm going to do the mission. The Spirit God Stone I earned this time won't last long."

Di Yun said with a smile.
Chapter completed!