Chapter 42: Xiantian Gongfa (Part 1)

The wooden house is a dilapidated wooden house, but the boss here is obviously no ordinary person, not just because of the extraordinary momentum of the couplet posted on his door.

Fang Yun was able to realize this mainly because of the quick-growing thorn seed condensation method. Dongchengfang City is quite large, with dozens of large and small shops, and countless casual cultivator stalls, which are changing all the time.

The scale is not comparable to the black market, but compared to the markets on Xiji Island and Nanwan Island, it is still worthy of the name.

However, in Fang City, methods related to the cultivation and propagation of various spiritual species can only be purchased in real large shops, and the cost is at least one or two hundred spiritual stones.

Not to mention the casual cultivator stalls. Even if they have the method of cultivating spiritual plants, they will not sell them. These are all techniques for making money.

Among so many shops, it was only in this one that Fang Yun found such a cheap seed condensation method for sale. Although the fast-growing thorns themselves were cheap and widely available, it was still rare.

Fang Yun's test was also to see the boss's attitude and to see if deeper trade could be carried out.

If Fang Yun wants to develop and practice, these things cannot be separated from spiritual stones, but frequenting the black market is not a good idea.

It is not safe to enter and exit the black market, especially the experience of meeting He Hong this time, which made him feel uneasy.

Not to mention anything else, the time cost is too much, and it takes several days to go back and forth. If he can sell the elixir directly in the market, it will undoubtedly be much more convenient.

But he didn't want to reveal his identity as an alchemist, so it would be most appropriate to find an agent.

Fang Yun focused on this boss, whose surname was Qin. He had already inquired about it and found out that he had nothing to do with the Li family.

"Fellow Taoist is joking, I don't dare to tease the Li family's tiger beard, but for other things, such as first-level spiritual fish species or low-level spiritual plants, if you need it, I can do it as long as you have enough spiritual stones." Think of a way."

Fatty Qin didn't care at all about Fang Yun's ridicule and just responded lightly.

"Um?"

What is this attitude?

"So it seems that he has a certain background, but he is not that knowledgeable?"

Fang Yun also calmed down and said, "I want the breeding method of Lingxu grass. How many spiritual stones are needed?"

"Lingxu Grass, fellow Taoist, could it be that..."

The fat man looked Fang Yun up and down and asked with a slightly suspicious expression.

"Boss Qin, you've asked too many questions. You just need to tell me a price, and I will collect the money."

"Hahaha, fellow Taoist is a cheerful person, and I am also cheerful. With two hundred spirit stones, I will give you the method of condensing the seeds of Lingxu Grass."

"What? Two hundred spirit stones, this is too expensive!" Fang Yun exclaimed, the price is almost as much as the prescription of Lingyuan Dan.

It's just a method of condensing seeds of first-order spiritual grass.

"Fellow Taoist, this is not expensive."

Fang Yun smiled slightly, ignored Fatty Qin's words, and left.

After walking around outside, Fang Yun came to a shanty town, which was much quieter than the other streets.

This is a bookstore. The person looking at the bookstore is an old man with a white beard. Fang Yun is even more surprised by the other person's cultivation level. He is only on the second level of Qi Refining.

The second floor of Qi Refining can open a bookstore in Fangshi. This old man must not be an ordinary person.

Every inch of land in the city is precious, and you can't get a position without some capital. If you have money but don't have cultivation, you can't hold on to your spiritual stone.

Fang Yun felt that this old man was not simple when he saw him. He was wearing a green shirt and was flipping through an unknown secret book. He looked like a private school teacher in the mortal world.