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Baiqueshan Chapter 10 Panacea

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    After catching up with Li Laosan and taking revenge for being teased by the other party in his previous life without the other party's knowledge, Yang Junshan felt very relaxed and happy.

    However, after wandering around the grass market stalls, he found nothing that caught his eye. It was not that there was nothing worth buying for him to plan for the future, but it was because of the stone on Yang Junshan's body at this time.  There are not many coins left.

    The petty stone coins he had saved over the years, the jade coin awarded to him by Yang Tiangang, and the more than a hundred stone coins collected from Zhang Huzi and others, totaled only a little more than three hundred.  A little more than half of it was used, and now Yang Junshan only had one hundred, thirty or forty stone coins left on him. He had to make careful calculations to buy some urgently needed things on Baique Mountain.

    Buy two pots of sixty iron feather arrows in a blacksmith shop in the town. The arrows are made entirely of black iron, and the arrowheads are made of fine steel. Together with a strong bow, they are the upper-level ferocious beasts.  The skin can also be shot through at an appropriate distance.

    In his previous life, Yang Junshan also bought Iron Feather Arrows here, but because he was blackmailed by Li Laosan before and he didn't have the same amount of stone coins as he does now, he finally just bought a pot of thirty arrows and shot them all shortly after entering Baque Mountain.  .

    Now Yang Junshan has not only bought an extra pot, but his shooting skills have improved greatly compared to his previous life, and he has richer hunting experience. Naturally, he will not fall into the same dilemma as in his previous life.

    These sixty iron feather arrows cost Yang Junshan one hundred stone coins. This was because the blacksmith saw a child coming to buy something. When asking the adults of his family, Yang Junshan deliberately revealed the name of his father Yang Tianggang.  In this wasteland town, Yang Junshan's father's name is quite a deterrent.

    With these sixty iron feather arrows, Yang Junshan's trip to Baque Mountain would be a little more secure. However, as a result, the one-stone mulberry wood bow that Yang Tian just gave him seemed a little soft.

    In fact, after practicing the Mangniu Boxing this morning, Yang Junshan already felt that his strength had greatly increased. Later, when he practiced archery with a mulberry bow, this feeling became more obvious. He shot a pot of feather arrows in one go.  , with almost no breaks in between.

    A good bow is worth a lot of money, even more expensive than a hundred-refined weapon. However, Yang Junshan doesn't have many stone coins anymore. Let alone a good bow, he can't even afford a mulberry bow.  .

    But Yang Junshan knew that his father Yang Tiangang should have a good bow in his hand. It is said that it was used by Yang Tiangang when he was young. I wonder if he can draw it.

    After buying two pots of iron feather arrows, Yang Junshan only had about thirty stone coins left on him. He unconsciously reached out and touched the red rusty rough stone on his chest. Unfortunately, this treasure is useless now.

    I almost spent all the pocket money I had saved over the years in one day. I was thinking about what else I could buy with these more than thirty stone coins, and then I saw the Lingcao shop next to Caoshi Street.

    Such shops usually also sell some medicinal patches, which are used to heal injuries and diseases, but most of them are made from low-level spiritual herbs combined with ordinary herbs. They have some effects on monks at the early stage of the mortal realm, but for mortals  At a high level, the monks have established their immortal roots to be able to perform immortal arts. If there are injuries again, these medicine patches cannot treat them. At that time, what the monks need is elixirs.

    But right now, for monks like Yang Junshan who have not yet completed the first level of the mortal realm, the medicinal patch used to treat bruises and injuries made from a mixture of spiritual grass and ordinary herbs in this spiritual herb shop is not enough.  Enough.

    Thirty-five stone coins. Once again, considering that he was a child and the little beast of burden outside the shop, the shopkeeper of Lingcao Shop gave him four trauma patches worth ten stone coins each.

    Putting the medicine patch in the package on the back of the little beast of burden, Yang Junshan patted the shriveled money bag on his chest. Finally, there was not a single stone coin left on his body.

    Looking at the sky, it seemed that his father would not come out of the town government office yet. Yang Junshan wandered around the grass market in a bored manner, casually looking at the items on the market stalls on both sides, while looking towards the town government office.  Walk towards the direction.

    The location of the town government office is naturally the center of Huangtu Town. This is usually a gathering place for masters of the martial arts realm of Huangtu Town. Therefore, whenever there is a grass market, there are very few people setting up stalls near the government office.  Those wandering merchants and cultivators would not dare to taint the discernment of martial arts masters with their own inferior goods.

    However, those who really dare to set up shop near the public office are naturally merchants and casual cultivators who are quite confident in their own products. Therefore, the real lively place of the grass market is not near the public office, but the best things in the grass market are  Definitely in the public office.

    At this time, Yang Junshan was squatting in front of a stall with eight or nine exquisite wooden boxes, salivating at the elixirs contained in the wooden boxes. Not only Yang Junshan, but also other people passing by this stall.  Shopkeepers often stop and pause.He looked at the elixirs in the wooden boxes on the pavement with greedy eyes.

    This stall belongs to a cold and arrogant monk in black. Ever since Yang Junshan squatted here, this stern-looking monk has been sitting there with his eyes slightly closed and motionless. It is obvious that this cold and arrogant monk is very concerned about his things.  Be confident and ignore inquiries from people trying to bargain.

    However, in Yang Junshan's view, the elixirs sold by this cold monk can only be regarded as medicinal elixirs at best and cannot be called spiritual elixirs. The people who make these elixirs are only at the level of alchemists at best, and are not as good as real alchemists.  It's still a step lower than that.

    Originally, Yang Junshan thought that the cold monk in front of him should give people the impression that he was the refiner of these elixirs. However, after seeing the elixirs contained in the wooden box, Yang Junshan gave up his previous thoughts.  The owner selling elixirs in front of him obviously wanted people to mistake him for the alchemy master and deliberately put on an indifferent expression to boost his worth.

    Although these elixirs are only at the level of medicinal elixirs, which are made by boiling the spiritual herbs with a secret method and kneading the medicinal paste with a secret method, they are obviously much smarter than the medicinal patches made by mixing spiritual herbs with ordinary herbs.  Several of these elixirs are just right for monks like Yang Junshan who have just entered the mortal realm.

    The box of elixirs that Yang Junshan is paying attention to now is the spirit-inducing elixir that is suitable for monks who have just started practicing. This elixir is very helpful to Yang Junshan's cultivation.

    Is it just the price?¡­

    The price listed by Brother Leng Ao on this box of Spirit-Calling Pills was actually five jade coins!

    Five jade coins, Yang Junshan felt his teeth hurt when he saw the price. This was just an ordinary medicine pill. A box of summoning pills was only worth three jade coins at most. However, in this remote town, there were usually many  I am afraid that the spiritual cultivator may not even see a few pills, but this Leng Ao monk has also made it clear that he has nothing to fear.

    Despite this, Yang Junshan still looked at the ten soul-summoning pills in the wooden box in front of him with some reluctance.

    The cold and proud monk looked at the young man squatting in front of the pavement with slightly closed eyes, and a smile flashed away with a hint of undetectable sarcasm at the corner of his mouth.

    If it were anyone else, Brother Leng Ao would have already coldly scolded him and ordered him to leave. However, after seeing the little beast behind the young man and thinking about the town government office nearby, Brother Leng Ao was determined to wait.  .

    From the look of this young man, it is obvious that he is extremely eager for his own elixirs, and each box of elixirs here costs several jade coins. The young man obviously does not have such financial resources, but judging from the little beast of burden holding behind him,  , the young man's family must not be underestimated, and thinking of the nearby Zhen Gong Yamen, Brother Leng Ao concluded that this young man's master must be a master of the martial arts realm, and was currently in the Zhen Gong Yamen.

    These elixirs are naturally luxurious for ordinary spiritual farming monks, but if you are a master of the martial arts realm, you may not be able to afford something worth a few jade coins.

    In fact, the Leng Ao monk guessed half of it right. Yang Junshan was indeed waiting for his father to come out at this time. He also really wanted to buy this box of Spirit Summoning Pills, although the price of this box of Spirit Pills was obviously inflated.  But what Yang Junshan really wanted to buy at this time was the three pills in this box of Spirit-Calling Pills.

    In his previous life, Yang Junshan had been studying elixirs for some time. He also made several common medicinal pills with his own hands to communicate with others. He could barely be considered a half-master in making pills. This soul-summoning pill was also something he used to do.  Prepared elixir.

    Therefore, Yang Junshan also has a lot of knowledge about elixirs. Because of this, when he saw the box of soul-summoning elixirs in front of him, he was convinced that the Leng Ao monk in front of him was definitely not an elixir maker, because it was impossible for an elixir maker to tell the difference.  Three of the ten elixirs in the wooden box are not the kind of elixirs made from the mud after boiling spiritual herbs, but are real elixirs refined by alchemists!

    These three elixirs may be due to problems with the refining techniques. They are very similar to low-level elixirs such as the Spirit Summoning Pill. If not for Yang Junshan's previous life, he was an elixir maker, and he had also made some elixirs.  Even with all the hard work, I'm afraid I won't be able to distinguish the two so easily.

    The gate of the town government office opened, and the warrior monks from Huangtu Town began to walk out one after another. A light flashed through the eyes of monk Leng Ao, because he saw a burly monk who was also holding a beast of burden. The appearance was the same as before him.  This young man is very similar, and anyone with a discerning eye will know the relationship between the two at a glance.

    Sure enough, after seeing the burly monk appear, the young man in front of him hurriedly stood up and waved to him with excitement on his face. The joy on the face of the cold and proud monk was even greater.

    Yang Tianggang frowned when he saw Yang Junshan standing next to a stall selling elixirs. He had already noticed this stall before going to the town government office. The price of the elixirs sold on it was undoubtedly higher than the actual price.  Many, and these elixirsIt was of little use to warrior-level monks, so Yang Tiangang had no intention of buying it.

    "Dad, I want to buy a box of spiritual elixirs!"

    Compared to Yang Junshan who wanted to buy elixirs, Yang Tiangang was even more surprised that he actually knew the elixir. However, after looking at the person selling the elixirs, Yang Tiangang naturally concluded that this person had informed Yang Junshan, and even  He once persuaded Yang Junshan to buy his elixir.

    Yang Tianggang looked at the elixir in the wooden box. The price of five jade coins was too high. Even for his martial arts level, he felt it was not worth it.

    However, thinking that his son was going to Baique Mountain in two days, Yang Tianggang's heart softened for no reason. He looked at the black-clothed monk in front of him, Yang Tianggang frowned slightly and said, "It's high!"
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