I Try To Become An Immortal Through Mortal Science

The air was suddenly quiet, and Wang Qingqing was also smart, so she took advantage of the situation and said:

"Since I promised my nephew in advance, I will not break my promise, so let's go."

After finishing speaking, Wang Qingqing sacrificed a blue flying sword, and stamped it with a magic formula to make it grow to be as long as Zhang Xu.

She stepped up to the tip of the sword by herself, and then her eyes moved slightly, signaling Luo Hong to also stand up, obviously trying to use her escape speed to get rid of Qi Yeming.

As if unable to see Qi Yeming's angry face, Luo Hong stood on top of the flying sword with a normal expression, keeping a certain distance from Wang Qingqing.

"Qingqing, you can find me if you want the elixir."

Only halfway through Qi Yeming's words, Wang Qingqing used the flying sword, which turned into a blue light and shot straight into the sky.

The beauty disappeared, and Qi Yeming's face immediately turned ferocious, furious at Luo Hong for ruining his good deeds.

"Senior Song, you are always covering up the old man of Yuezong, do you know the origin of that disciple just now?"

Although Qi Yeming has a bad character and often bullies others, he is not a fool, especially he doesn't want to fall into the side of being bullied.

Therefore, even though he is in a hurry now, he still intends to find out the origin of the other party first.

At some point, an old man in black with an unusually ruddy complexion stood beside Qi Yeming, and said with a sinister smile:

"This person is just a disciple of foreign affairs. He has been a student for less than a year. Because he knows a few spiritual skills, he is able to manage a spiritual garden. It is said that he is quite wealthy."

The old man in black deliberately used an accent when he said that he was quite wealthy, obviously coveting.

Qi Yeming understood immediately, the anger disappeared on his face, and a sinister curve appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Huang Huaiying, who was in the middle of the air in the distance, saw the two conspiring so loudly without anyone else, she couldn't help frowning her eyebrows. After hesitating for a while, her expression darkened, and she flew quietly to the cave.

While flying, he muttered:

"I don't want a good marriage, but I have to go to this muddy water. Could it be that this lazy toad wants to eat swan meat?"

In this way, the blind date should fall through.

Luo Hong looked down at the blade, thinking silently.

"Nephew Luo, no matter what schemes you have, thank you this time."

Wang Qingqing had been thinking about why Luo Hong dared to offend Qi Yeming. With his identity and cultivation level, Qi Yeming had plenty of ways to punish him.

Where did he get his confidence?

After thinking about it, Wang Qingqing couldn't think of any other explanation except for a certain answer that bothered her. In order to dispel the other party's unrealistic thoughts as soon as possible, she said in a cold and authentic tone.

Hey, this way of speaking is exactly the same as that of my senior sister. I really didn't help the wrong person.

However, this work is not for nothing.

"If Senior Wang wants to thank you, you might as well give the last three levels of the Bingxin Jue to the disciple."

Luo Hong originally wanted to analyze the meridian circuits corresponding to the third level of Bing Xin Jue almost, and then try to get the skills of the last three levels. Now he just had the opportunity, so he naturally let it go.

"You have already refined the third level? Didn't I warn you that the Bing Xin Jue can only be practiced to the second level at most?"

Wang Qingqing frowned slightly, turned around and looked at Luo Hongdao.

"No, this junior has only practiced to the first level.

The reason for asking for the exercise is that the younger generation thinks this exercise is quite miraculous, and wants to get a glimpse of the whole picture and satisfy their curiosity. "

If it wasn't for the accurate determination of the meridians, Luo Hong wouldn't even be able to practice the first level.

"Just curious? Reach out."

Wang Qingqing finds it hard to understand, it's unbelievable that the other party wastes the favor of a monk in the middle stage of foundation establishment on curiosity.

Therefore, she wanted to verify it.

Luo Hong stretched out her right arm calmly, allowing Wang Qingqing's two fine fingers of jade onion to rest on the meridians on his wrist.

Afterwards, Luo Hong felt a stream of cool mana flowing into his body, and after traveling around the meridians, he returned to Wang Qingqing's finger the same way.

That's true. Could it be that he didn't want me to feel indebted, so he deliberately begged for a practice that couldn't be practiced?

Wang Qingqing has worked in the Cang Gong Building for many years, and she is familiar with all kinds of exercises in it, and understands their advantages and disadvantages. She is even more impressed by the special exercise of Bing Xin Jue.

Although he made such a judgment, Wang Qingqing didn't have a good impression of Luo Hong.

The practice of double cultivation is prevalent in the Moon Sect, Wang Qingqing's identity and appearance are excellent, and she has long been used to various methods of suitors, so she is not touched at the moment.

"Since you want exercises, come with me to the Canggong Building."

Wang Qingqing turned around and wanted to make Feijian change direction, but he heard the human voice behind him:

"Senior Wang, don't worry, what this junior said before is not all an excuse, this junior is really going to Cuiwei Hall to buy some spiritual herbs."

Wang Qingqing frowned slightly, worried that Qi Yeming would follow him to Cuiweitang, but he didn't say anything. Anyway, Luo Hong, a low-level disciple, went to Cuiweitang just to buy one or two elixir, so he didn't waste much time.

Half a quarter of an hour later, the two came to the gate of Cuiwei Hall, walked through the formation used to identify the disciples of the Masked Moon Sect, and entered the medicine hall.

There are many low-level disciples in the hall who are busy, either refining elixir, or watching the fire to make alchemy, and there is no idle time.

Luo Hong only took a look around, when an old man with gray hair and gray beard greeted him, smiled and bowed to Wang Qingqing, and said enthusiastically:

"What does this senior sister need?"

Taking a casual glance, Luo Hong saw that he had the cultivation level of the early stage of foundation establishment, and he was already quite young, so he might not have the chance to break through the middle stage of foundation establishment in this life.

"It's him who wants to buy medicine."

Wang Qingqing raised her chin towards Luo Hong, speaking coldly.

"Oh, what do you need, little friend?"

Although the grey-haired old man still had a smile on his face, he obviously lost the enthusiasm he had just now.

"Can there be Polygonum multiflorum for three hundred years?"

Luo Hong tentatively reported an elixir. If Cuiweitang couldn't even produce this, he would consider going to the trade fair to try his luck in the near future.

"Yes, yes, but."

The gray-haired old man looked at Wang Qingqing hesitantly, and after seeing the latter nodded slightly, he continued:

"The price of Polygonum Polygoni Multiflori for three hundred years is 180 spirit stones, can you bring enough?"

Wang Qingqing and the gray-haired old man's petty actions naturally couldn't be hidden from Luo Hong, but he could probably guess that there should be some restrictions on the purchase qualifications of high-year elixir.

According to the year, the price of elixir can be roughly divided into three levels.

Spiritual medicines that are less than a hundred years old are generally worth dozens of spirit stones.

For one hundred to five hundred years, the price is between a hundred yuan and three hundred.

For five hundred to one thousand years, the average is around six or seven hundred spirit stones.

It is basically impossible to buy ones that are more than a thousand years old.

The price given by the gray-haired old man is not only fair, but also slightly lower than the market price.

Turning over her palm, Luo Hong took out two intermediate spirit stones to prove her financial strength.

"Okay! My friend, please wait a moment."

When the gray-haired old man saw the Lingshi, he was so happy that the wrinkles on his face crowded together, and he wanted to go to the medicine store to get the medicine.

"Wait, senior, this is just blindness. The junior also needs more than 200 years of Condensation Grass, more than 200 years of Fengyang Zhi, and more than 300 years of Heishuanghua."

Luo Hong reported the six elixirs she needed in one breath, and finally added:

"Seniors don't have to worry about Lingshi, this junior brought all his wealth today."

"My friend's desperate determination impresses the old man. These elixir halls have stocks in stock. The two of you sit down for a while, and the old man will come whenever you go."

Regardless of his seniority, the gray-haired old man bowed his hands to Luo Hong, and walked excitedly towards the medicine storehouse.

If this deal is successful, he can also make a lot of money!