After Niu Dali left the blacksmith shop, he went straight to the treasure pavilion that Yu Laotie mentioned.

The treasure pavilion is not located in places with relatively few crowds like blacksmith shops, but on the main street of Kaiyuan City, with crowds of people around it, and the shouts of vendors and the discussions of pedestrians are endless.

The people around were more or less curious about the burly figure wearing a black robe and a straw hat, but when they saw the burly figure carrying three long swords behind their backs, their eyes were full of awe.

After walking for a while, I stopped at a tall and spacious building. This building and the buildings next to it were unique. A dark black wooden plaque hung on the gate, with three golden words "Treasure Pavilion" written on it.

Niu Dali pushed the hat on his head, narrowed his eyes, "Thunder struck the wood!"

The plaque in this treasure pavilion is not ordinary wood, but spiritual wood called thunder-striking wood. The so-called thunder-striking wood refers to the spiritual tree that grows again after the trees struck by lightning.

You should know that not all trees struck by lightning will grow again. Originally, the chance of trees being struck by lightning is not high. In addition, the chance of trees struck by lightning can grow again is not high, which leads to the price of struck by lightning and wood being struck by lightning and is extremely expensive on the Douwu Continent.

Generally, a short thunder-striking tree branch can make the sects of major families compete and make blood flow, not to mention a large piece of lightning-striking wood in front of you.

Such lightning-striking wood may be regarded as a treasure of inheritance by those families.

I don’t know if I should say “Treasure Gehao” or “Thunder and wood are not worthwhile in this world.

Niu Dali smiled bitterly and shook his head, and walked into the Zhenpin Pavilion.

The hall of the Treasure Pavilion is bright and spacious enough to accommodate dozens of people. The counters made of golden nanmu show luxury. Behind the counter are beautiful girls of fifteen or sixteen years old.

There are no customers in the hall at this moment, but it’s clear that it’s true that people in the places like the Treasure Pavilion dare not enter, and usually only warriors can come in.

"I don't know what this senior needs?" Yingying, a girl in green who looks sixteen or seventeen years old, stepped forward and said with a respectful expression.

"I'm not here to buy things, but to sell things." Niu Dali said lightly.

The girl in green was slightly stunned and looked up at Niu Dali. Because Niu Dali was tall and burly, the girl looked very petite in front of Niu Dali.

But the momentum made the girl in blue dare not look at Niu Dali for a few more glances, and hurriedly lowered her head. She knew that the guests who could come into the Treasure Pavilion were not something she could provoke, just an ordinary person.

"What's wrong? Could it be that you only sell the Treasure Pavilion but don't charge it?" Niu Dali frowned. Generally speaking, stores like Treasure Pavilion that sell everything cannot not recycle items.

"No, no!" The girl in green shook her head, afraid of offending Niu Dali, saying: "I don't know what this senior wants to sell to our store, so I can ask the shopkeeper for instructions."

"Pill! A pill that can improve the realm!" Niu Dali said lightly.

The girl in blue changed her expression. Even if she was not a warrior, she understood how important the pills that could improve her realm were to the warrior. "Please follow me, senior!"

Niu Dali nodded and followed the girl in green and entered the house.

A stream of elegant sandalwood came to my face.

The girl in green asked Niu Dali to sit in the house for a while and then left.

Niu Dali sat at the table casually and glanced at the house. The decorations in the house were different from the hall. The place was small and the layout was elegant and quiet. The antique tables and chairs were placed in pieces on one counter.

After waiting for a while, a graceful woman walked in from outside the house, followed by two people. On the left was the girl in green who welcomed Niu Dali in, and on the right was an old man in sixties.

"Little woman, Liu Qingyan, the shopkeeper of the Treasure Pavilion, I wonder what this gentleman is calling him?"

Liu Qingyan curled her red lips and her voice softly. She came to Niu Dali to sit down, and carefully looked at Niu Dali in a black robe and a hat on her head.

I heard that someone was selling pills, Liu Qingyan seemed extremely calm.

After all, they have nothing to lack in the treasure pavilion, but they don’t lack in it. They will also buy some spiritual herbs from warriors and then resell them at a high price.

However, seeing that the man in black robe in front of him had no internal power fluctuations, it only means that the other party has not practiced internal power, and his realm is an acquired external martial artist.

I was secretly disappointed. The elixirs sold by external martial artists like this are not expensive elixirs.

While Liu Qingyan was looking at Niu Dali, Niu Dali was also looking at her. He could see that Liu Qingyan was not an ordinary person, but a warrior, with a similar cultivation level to Yang Zi and others, and the seventh level of the day after tomorrow.

This surprised him a little. In this world, one must first practice external martial arts. For external martial arts, which specializes in the strong external martial arts, the woman in front of him not only did not practice thick limbs and burly figures, but was tall and charming.

However, what surprised him even more was that the sixty-six-year-old man beside Liu Qingyan had a cultivation level in the early stage of the innate stage.

"Zhang Mouren!" Niu Dali looked at Liu Qingyan through his hat.

Mr. Zhang?

Liu Qingyan glanced at Niu Dali.

From the other party covering her head and face, she naturally knew that the name was probably perfunctory, but she didn't care at all and smiled charmingly, "Brother Zhang, I heard you are going to sell elixirs to our store, but I don't know if you can bring it?"

Niu Dali nodded, reached out to his waist, frowned immediately, stood up suddenly, and touched his waist.

This action made Liu Qingyan a little stunned.

Couldn’t the elixir be placed on the belt around the waist by this man?

And I definitely didn’t use a elixir bottle to put it in, otherwise I wouldn’t be able to find it.

The corners of her mouth couldn't help but twitch. Should she take such pills? You should know that if there is no brocade box pill bottle to store, the pill's properties will soon be completely lost.

The old man in the sixties behind Liu Qingyan also shook his head.

"Finally found!"

Niu Dali breathed a sigh of relief.

Just now, he thought that he accidentally fell into the blacksmith shop when he was hitting the blacksmith shop.

"Look at how much this pill is worth?"

He took out the pill, which was very small, only the size of a little finger, and handed it to Liu Qing's smoke channel.

Liu Qingyan didn't care. How good can the elixir in the bottle of Jinbo Pill be?

But before she could take the pill, the old man behind her, who was sixty, was ahead of Liu Qingyan and wanted to snatch the pill from Niu Dali.

Like the old man in Liuxia, he naturally could not hide his actions from Niu Dali, but Niu Dali did not stop him. Instead, he took away any elixir.

After all, with his ability, no one can steal anything from him.

Because he knew that the old man in his sixties might be the pharmacist who identified elixirs at the Treasure Pavilion.

"Old Yang, what's wrong with you?"

Liu Qingyan looked surprised and looked at me.

But this time she couldn't help but be stunned.
Chapter completed!