After hearing this, Xiao Hua felt great regret, his face was livid, and he cupped his hands and said: "The junior is a little casual cultivator with a big conscience! The junior interrupted."
Having said that, Xiao Hua didn't dare to delay, and turned around to leave the store.
"Youyou really gave him the pill?" The old man was obviously taken aback for a moment, his figure fluttered, and he flew out of the counter, blocking Xiao Hua's body, and said strangely: "You are a little Loose cultivators, it is difficult to get a pill, how can you easily give it to a secular boy who has never met?"
"Senior, please get out of the way, junior, hurry up and get the pill back, don't make a big mistake!" Xiao Hua was a little anxious.
"Don't worry, Fan boy lives in the west of the city. It's a day's journey away, and he needs to go back tomorrow morning. Just wait until you go back tonight and ask him to go back!" The old man's face softened a lot.
"Oh, that's it!" Xiao Hua breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the old man and said: "Although we are the generation of cultivators, we were also raised by our parents, and we should compare our hearts to each other. If the parents of the younger generation are sick, as long as there is a glimmer of hope, The juniors will fight for it, and what Fan Riguan didis also what the juniors did!"
"Great kindness!" The old man clapped his palms and said, "Unexpectedly, there are such strange people as fellow Taoists among casual cultivators. This is the first time I've seen it! If other casual cultivators have half the kindness of fellow Taoists, Pindao won't be deceived so often." !"
Xiao Hua knew others' views on Loose Cultivator, and didn't want to say anything, cupped his hands and said: "Senior, let the junior go back first, if you don't take back the Wuyi Pill, the junior will feel uneasy!"
"Wuyi Dan?" The old man was stunned for a moment, then he waved his hands and smiled: "It's okay, it's okay, Wuyi Dan is just a low-grade elixir, it only has some special effects in treating internal and external injuries, but it doesn't have too strong medicinal effects. People who take it will not harm their lives, so you can rest assured!"
"Really?" Xiao Hua said happily.
"Well, the poor way of planting medicine and refining alchemy for decades can still lie to you?" The old man laughed.
"That's good, that's good, don't do bad things with good intentions!" Xiao Hua was relieved.
"Oh, Fellow Daoist Xiao, do you want to buy some pills in my shop?" The old man asked with a smile, his attitude was completely different from before! "For the kindness of Fellow Daoist Xiao, I can give you a profit!"
"Thank you seniors, I haven't asked seniors for their dharma names yet!" Xiao Hua said.
"Where is the name of the Dharma? The poor Taoist surname is Liang, just call him Daoist Liang!" The old man replied very crisply.
"Don't dare, Senior Liang, the junior is not here to buy pills." Xiao Hua looked at the old man and said: "The junior wants to sell some spiritual herbs to the senior!"
"Spiritual grass?" The old man was not surprised, he just shook his head slightly and said: "My Mo Ling faction does not lack any spiritual herbs. If it is a pill, I can think about it. Spiritual grass let's not talk about it!"
"What if a spirit grass that is more than a hundred years old?" Xiao Hua finally said it.
"More than a hundred years?" The old man frowned, and said, "Then it depends on what kind of spiritual grass, if it is Sheyuan fruit, Linglong grass, etc., I don't want to say anything, I definitely want it, but if it's other spiritual herbs, poor Taoist Still can't guarantee it!"
In the space behind Xiao Hua's head, all the spirit grasses have been around for nearly two hundred years, and even the Linglong grass has also sprouted seedlings, but the spirit grasses such as Sheyuan Fruit and Linglong Grass are for refining Peiyuan. Pill and Foundation Establishment Pill are used, not to mention that Xiao Hua wants it himself, even if he wants to take it out, he may not have the guts!
I saw Xiao Hua wryly smiled and said: "Senior Liang was joking, this junior just occasionally got some spiritual herbs in a remote place, and just wanted to exchange them for some spiritual stones, where would such rare things be?"
"Well, okay, Fellow Daoist Xiao, take it out and have a look, if you can I will help you!" The old man said with a smile.
"Okay~" Xiao Hua patted the small abnormal storage bag on his waist, and took out more than a dozen various spiritual herbs, which were exactly what he had already picked out.
Seeing these spiritual herbs, the old man's eyes lit up, and he looked at them one by one, and a smile appeared on his face unconsciously.
Seeing the old man smile, Xiao Hua also breathed a sigh of relief, secretly said: "It must be able to catch the eye!"
Sure enough, after the old man finished reading it, he said with a smile: "That's right, although these spirit herbs are not the main medicine, fellow Daoist Xiao, they are precious in terms of their age, even in my Mo Ling Sect, spirit herbs of such an age are rare! Xiao Daoyou, good luck! "
"Hehe, dare not, this junior has lived for so long, and this is the first time I have encountered it!" Xiao Hua said modestly: "I don't know these spirit herbs"
"Hehe, don't worry, Fellow Daoist Xiao. Although your spirit herbs are not precious, they are still rare. I don't come across them once in a month. How can I not accept them?" The main drug, one strain should be a piece of Chinese medicineMs.
The middle-aged man was very strong, looked very fierce, and had a cultivation base of about ten levels of Qi training. When he saw Xiao Hua coming in, he saw that the boy was not free, so he stepped forward in person and asked calmly: "Fellow Daoist? Are you here to buy yellow talismans?"
"I have seen the seniors, the juniors are here to buy some talisman ink, talisman paper, and talisman pens!" Xiao Hua said respectfully, cupping his hands.
"Huh? You aren't casual cultivators?" The middle-aged man was slightly taken aback, but then he came to his senses and said with a smile, "Sorry, I'm sorry, I'm too talkative!"
"No problem" Xiao Hua waved his hand casually.
"Oh, all the things for making yellow talismans are here, please choose from fellow Taoists!" The middle-aged man led Xiao Hua to the other side, and sure enough, under the wall, all kinds of talisman ink, talisman paper and talisman pens were neatly piled up . (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.) (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com