Chapter 30

Until noon school, the school did not deal with Chen Feng, which can not help but some strange, so that the whole class surprised.

Chen Feng himself is a little strange, but he expected that the Lin family made some efforts to suppress these things.

After the Lin family made a move, even the Duanmu family would shrink back.

After school, Chen Feng went to an old street in Lincheng, a street where practitioners trade and exchange resources.

He once returned to the earth, but it was hundreds of years later.

At that time, he was on earth for less than a year.

Because the aura of the earth is exhausted, staying for a long time is harmful to him.

He remembered that although there were no immortal practitioners on earth, there was a cultivation world.

The old street in Lincheng is a place where practitioners gather and trade.

He came here to buy suitable materials and refine some magic weapons from the hands of earth practitioners and give them to his parents and Xia Yuling for self-defense.

If you can find something valuable or useful, it would be better.

Last night, he really felt the depletion of the earth's aura resources.

Even the aura of Lingwu mountain could not meet his needs.

If you go to Lingwu mountain villa tonight, he will ask Lin Feiyan for a villa, preferably the one nearest to the top of Lingwu mountain.

Then arrange the spirit gathering array.

Juling array needs to consume a lot of resources. Fortunately, money is not a problem. He can refine some pills, sell them for money, and then buy the resources needed.

As long as there are suitable medicinal materials, he can refine pills, even without even refining the furnace.

Need to use alchemy furnace, are some of the more advanced, refining process cumbersome pills.

Low grade pills, such as bingxindan and Shenggu Dan, can be refined only with real fire.

Of course, this refers to the true fire which is pure enough and high enough in temperature.

Practitioners on earth, let alone true fire, can't even refine real yuan. Without the help of alchemy furnace and ground fire, they can't make pills naturally.

"Have a look, have a look."

"The 100 year old ginseng just collected can be bought for 100000 yuan!"

"Come and have a look."

"A hundred year old ginseng is a million years old, but you only sell one hundred thousand. Is that a lie?"

"Shit, you know that, don't you? Roll away, and force me to kill you again

The big man who sold the old ginseng was so angry that he pulled out a bright chopper from his back and waved a curse at the passer-by who broke through himself.

A group of timid passers-by, immediately scared to avoid.

But Chen Feng walked towards the stall, which made passersby laugh.

"You're so young, you've been slaughtered here?"

"Come on, he is so poor that he can't afford to buy it."

Some people also kindly warned, "little brother, are you new here?"

"That guy's stall is full of fakes. You have to be careful."

Chen Feng didn't like it. He bent down in front of the stall and picked up one of them, which was not very good in appearance.

"How to sell this one?"

The stall owner squatted down, touched his chin, looked at him, and then opened his index finger and thumb with disdain.

"If you come for the first time, you can count on 80000."

"I'll take eight." Chen Feng looked up at the big man and chuckled.

"Son of a bitch, are you kidding me The big man was very angry, and once again he waved a wood chopper, making a gesture to cut Chen Feng.

Chen Feng smile, "that I add a little, 20 yuan."

"Twenty is too little, two hundred will be for you." The big man put down his knife and said with a smile.

"Come on, I'll go to the drugstore to buy the processed patent medicine. It's less than 200 yuan."

Chen Feng held the ginseng in front of the big man and laughed.

"As a ginseng collector, you can see that this plant is only two or three years old? Up to 30. "

"Oh, I can't see that you are still an expert!" Big man eyes a stare, surprised looking at Chen Feng, nodded.

"OK, just 30. Make a friend and come back next time."

"Why is there a weed here?" Chen Feng looked at the ginseng, slightly frowned, and handed the ginseng to the Han.

"Come on, put it on for me. Don't tear it up."

"Yes." The big man didn't pay much attention. He took a paper bag and put the ginseng in.

Chen Feng's mouth can not stop a hook, but quickly recovered as usual.

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