v2 Chapter 229： Baicaotang

The twenty-second chapter of the hundred grass hall

Although it is a valley, the area is extremely large. The whole square is composed of several streets, criss-crossing, and the shops of various sizes are row upon row. It looks like an extraordinary momentum.

On the street, the number of monks is quite a lot, and occasionally you can hear the bargaining sound, which is very lively.

It seems that this Tianmu Mountain does have some extraordinary things, otherwise it will not attract the so many cultivators on the first day.

Lin Xuan's goal is Vientiane, but he did not seem impatient, not even go to the street where the pharmacy is the most, but along the path extending from the mouth of the valley, from the main entrance into the city.

This is also the most wide street. The treasures sold are mainly based on the spirits, and there are also many symbols that are not low in quality.

After all, in the cultivation of the immortal world, the importance of equipment is self-evident.

There are a lot of miscellaneous studies in Tianmu Mountain, and there are quite a few experiences in the refining and the tune, especially in the refining technique. I heard that the school has mastered several methods of the ancient times, and now the instruments have been lost. The refining spirits have additional attributes and are quite powerful.

Of course, these treasures are also valuable, enough for ordinary monks to squander their homes, but the immortals who come to Mount Tianmu also have a certain background. They don’t have big sects behind them, they have other adventures, they are very rich, and they are idle. People will not appear in this trade fair.

Therefore, despite the same level of the spirit, the spar required here is often twice as large as the outside, or even three times as many, but there are still a lot of monks willing to be "big heads", at this time Lin Xuan will see Look at the two monks in the late stage of the agility for a black-haired ghost knife to blush.

The ghost knife is ordinary in shape, and there is nothing to attract people. However, it is such a medium-sized spirit, but it has a price of five hundred spar.

Although Lin Xuan did not care, but could not help but secretly. However, after learning that every attack of this ghost knife can automatically release a middle-level spell called "Thousands of Pressure Top", it is not surprising that it is still worthwhile.

Not to mention, this additional property of the treasure, even Lin Xuan has some heart, but after a whole circle of the city, but a little disappointed.

Most of the shops are sold. Most of them are in the middle of the spirits, and the top grades are rushing goods. Not only did they appear, but several monks rushed to bid, and even some sects participated in the looting.

Lin Xuan naturally won't compete with them. Anyway, he has ancient treasures in hand. These spirits are no better than the treasures they own.

Moreover, he is rich. In the past six months, the purchase of cherished materials has been carried out, and the spar spent on it has been quite a lot. Although it can’t be said that it’s shy, it’s not enough.

So Lin Xuan strolled for a long time. But just bought a few seals with defensive spells.

Later, he finally came to a shop selling herbs.

Although the store is not located on the widest street, it is also in a good location. The whole shop is a five-story building. About seven or eight feet tall, the momentum can not be said how majestic, but compared with the small pavement next to it, there is indeed a feeling of standing out.

A large gold-plated signboard, the three words of the book "Bai Cao Tang" are very conspicuous.

Lin Xuan stunned and slowly walked into it.

"Predecessors, what can I help you with?"

Unexpectedly, such a big shop. The business is very deserted. I only talked about a few guests. The repairs were all in the smart period, and the items I bought were not worth a few spar.

When Lin Xuan entered the business, the buddy found that after his repair of the foundation period, he immediately ran over with two eyes and began to receive the reception with great enthusiasm.

Lin Xuan did not speak out and said that he needed the grass, but faintly nodded. Just patrolling slowly in the store.

And the guy didn't have any dissatisfaction. Still look respectfully accompanied.

Although Lin Xuan, the master of the Lingyao Mountain, is somewhat inexplicable, but he often studies medicines while practicing in the weekdays. It is natural to remember a lot about the habits of various medicinal materials.

The store’s name for the Baicaotang is not exaggerated, and there are many rare treasures.

In particular, there were several raw materials needed for refining the condensed gods. At that time, I ran a lot of squares and cities, and I was lucky enough to buy them. I didn’t expect them all here.

Lin Xuan couldn't help but lick his mouth. As early as this, why should he be so hard, prepare the spar, and wait for the trade fair of Tianmu Mountain.

However, there is no such thing as a grass.

However, Lin Xuan’s heart is not disappointing, because this Vientiane grass is a thing of ancient times and has long since disappeared.

Things are rare, and even if there is such a herbage, it is impossible to put it out easily and casually. It must be the treasure of the town.

Unknowingly, Lin Xuan has been lingering in the Herbs for several hours.

The guy started to smile, but then the expression gradually became a bit stiff. If the customer changed someone, he must have been angry, but the cultivation of the fairyland is determined by the strength.

He is a small ingenious third-level cultivator who naturally does not dare to offend the masters of the foundation period, but this person is also too weird, and does not open, not to mention buying things, so they hang out in the store, I don't know what it means.

No, I can't afford it, I can't afford it. The store is so good. Where is the cool run? From time to time, I quietly look at Lin Xuan with my eyes, just like I was afraid of stealing something from the store.

"Why, there is no need for friends in the store?"

A little old voice was heard in the ear, Lin Xuan’s heart was happy, and after waiting for so long, the Lord finally appeared. When he turned around, he saw a veteran old man.

At least sixty, or even years old.

A beard fell to the chest, but when Lin Xuan swept the old man with his knowledge, he browed and his heart flashed a bit of surprise.