Sit down, watch the tea, the young man is shrewd and capable.

Amu was not polite, picked up the tea bowl, and took a sip. The tea is fragrant and fragrant, and the entrance is warm, which is really good.

In fact, Amu is also the name of the Mu Lingquan faction, and he remembered what Han Qianli said that day, so he came in to take a look. Such a small shop, although there is the Lingquan faction behind him, there is absolutely nothing that Amu can look at.

"Senior, what kind of spiritual herb pill do you need! Don't look at me, the Shengju store is not big, but it is also a first-class small shop within a radius of thousands of miles! Yanggen Dan, Huiqi Pill, I have a small shop here for sale. "The guy was busy selling.

It was ridiculous to say, because he thought that he could see that the monk in front of him should be a beginner seventh or eighth order master, and he might need these things.

"Yanggen Dan, Huiqi Pill?" Amu smiled slightly, the Huiqi Pill was eaten by Amu in bottles on the platform of life and death. As for Yanggen Dan, there are still more than half bottles in Amu's Qiankun Ruyi bracelet, and it is estimated that he has no chance to eat it. Because, until now, Amu has not raised fairy roots.

"The medicinal effect of the Root Raising Pill is too poor!" Amu joked.

"That's right!" the young man said with a smile, "The seniors naturally don't need to raise the root pill, but this time the qi pill is still prepared, and you can't use it yourself, so you can divide it among the disciples and grandchildren, and it will save your old man the trouble of refining, right?"

The young man is very good, but he is very good at talking.

Amu groaned slightly, and the young man seemed to understand his mind immediately.

"If the seniors came to sell the goods, the small shop also bought them, and the price was fair. If it's small, please ask the shopkeeper to identify it for you!"

"It's okay!" Amu nodded slightly, since he had already entered the small shop, he couldn't just drink tea and leave, not buy anything, sell something, it was always okay, even if he took care of this Lingquan faction.

"Okay! The young man was overjoyed. You must know that the most lacking thing in the immortal cultivation world is resources, although you can earn some spirit stones by selling pills, but many things in the cultivation world are priceless. Ordinary monks would rather not have spirit stones, but also want some life-saving elixirs or refining materials.

The young man went straight to the back hall, and in a moment brought a rather elegant middle-aged man in his thirties.

"Beginner Eighth Order?" In such a small place, there was actually a beginner Eighth-Order monk, which Amu didn't expect. It seems that the monks of the Lingquan Sect are really good at cultivating water products, and the importance they attach to this place is even more evident.

"Senior, this is the second shopkeeper of my family!" the young man said to Amu.

"I've seen my predecessors!" The second shopkeeper of this elegant man did have some eyesight, and he could see at a glance that Amu was an absolute cultivator, and he hurriedly bowed to Amu.

This salute surprised the young man. In his eyes, the second shopkeeper is a real immortal, a character who can travel with a sword, and travel thousands of miles a day.

Just now he thought that Amu was the same as the second shopkeeper, but he didn't expect that the person in front of him was still the senior of the second shopkeeper.

"You're welcome!" Amu said gently.

"I don't know what the predecessors have given me!" said the second shopkeeper very respectfully. One is that the merchant pays attention to harmony and makes money, and the other is that the person in front of him is a cultivator who is one realm higher than himself.

"It's nothing! It's all small things, I don't know if your store accepts it?" As he spoke, Amu waved his hand, and three things flew out of the Qiankun Ruyi bracelet.

One of them was a white ordinary porcelain bottle, which contained the first weight of the Desolate Soul Secret Realm, the Heavenly Dumb Earth Deaf Water, and the extremely haode refining elixir items.

At the beginning, Shen Yan gave Amu Ke a heavenly dumb deaf water full of a cultivation-level treasure bottle. Today's vial was poured out in secret.

The other thing is two herbs.

One of them resembles a reed, nearly three feet high, with slender leaves, black and red, and a faint fragrance. The other is a bamboo branch. It's just that the bamboo branches are as black as ink, including the bamboo leaves, which are all black, with occasional white spots, but on the tip of each bamboo leaf, there is a red blood bead condensed, crystal clear.

These two herbs are none other than the Soul Awakening Grass and the Weeping Blood Bamboo that Amu obtained from the third realm of the Desolate Soul Secret Realm.

At the beginning, Shen Yan once said that the Soul Awakening Grass, refreshing and eye-catching, and nourishing people's spiritual sense, is a rare non-toxic medicine in the Soul Desolation Secret Territory, and it can be equipped with a variety of pills on the sea wilderness, and it is also the main medicine of the Soul Rejuvenation Pill. One Soul Awakening Grass is worth forty or fifty thousand spirit stones!

And the weeping blood bamboo, the most precious thing is the blood beads on the tip of the bamboo, some people say that this is the blood of the desolate soul! It can bring mortals back to life, and it can also help monks to condense their souls and advance their effects. And such a weeping blood bamboo is worth two or three hundred thousand spirit stones.

Not to mention how much spirit stone is worth, the key is such a desolate soul and strange thing, even on the sea wasteland, there are not always many people who make a move. Generally, those who get this thing keep it for themselves to refine or honor their elders. As the saying goes, it's hard to find anything, that's it.

In fact, there are still a lot of elixir immortal herbs in Amu's Qiankun Ruyi Bracelet, most of which are obtained from the monks who were killed by him and Shen Yan in the Secret Territory of the Desolate Soul.

But most of those things are too valuable, and there are many killing weapons.

After thinking about it, Amu took out these three things. Since it is a pharmacy, these spiritual water herbs always have some use, and for the Lingquan Sect, they should be regarded as strange things.

Strange things? Amu still underestimates the value of things in the Secret Realm of the Desolate Soul.

As soon as the three things came out, the little guy didn't have too many feelings without fairy roots. However, the second shopkeeper who had cultivated the eighth order at the beginning changed his face in an instant.

It's not because of anything else, it's just because of the desolate soul qi emitted by the weeping blood bamboo, which made his qi and blood stagnate, and he was dizzy for a while, you must know that those who can enter the desolate soul secret realm are at least high-level cultivators, otherwise they can't resist the desolate soul qi at all.

The second shopkeeper has a beginner cultivation of the eighth order, which is naturally worse. If it weren't for the Soul Awakening Grass that could just refresh and eye-catching, this time, it would make this beginner cultivator of the eighth order suffer a slight desolation.

It's also strange that Amu didn't think much about it, these days I have seen all the old monster-level characters who cultivate souls and scatter souls, and I don't think about these things at all.

"Senior!" the second shopkeeper stabilized his mind, bowed down again and said, "Forgive the juniors for being clumsy, I don't know the gods of the seniors, wait for me to invite the big shopkeeper to come!"

"Eh?" couldn't be identified, Amu couldn't help but smile bitterly, thinking that what he took out was not too shocked. The young man next to him couldn't help but gasp when he heard the second shopkeeper say this.

"If you want to invite the big treasurer, it's an old fairy. The young man thought to himself with some excitement.

Zaijian, the second shopkeeper raised one hand, it was actually a summoning spirit talisman, it seems that the two shopkeepers attach great importance to what Amu took out.

A ray of light, a door of light appeared in the void, and then a tall old man in brown took a step.

"But what treasures did you bring with you?" the old man's voice was full of joy and quite loud.

"I've seen the master!" the second shopkeeper hurriedly bowed down.

"I've seen Grandpa Xian!" the young man knelt on the ground in an extremely exaggerated manner and kowtowed three times.

"Little Douzi, just what you can say!" the brown old man looked at the little guy and scolded with a smile, and at the same time, with a slight flick of his fingers, a small pink pill fell directly into Xiao Douzi's hand, "Go out and guard!"

"Grandpa Xie Xian!" Xiao Douzi went out with the little pink pill and went out to steal the fun.

"I've seen this fellow Daoist!" the brown old man clenched his fist at Amu, and naturally saw that the person in front of him was also a cultivator.

"I've seen Daoyou!" Amu smiled faintly.

This brown-clothed old man is a beginner-level Dzogchen cultivator, and he wants to have a high status in the Lingquan Sect.

"Disturb the master's cultivation, it's just the three things that this senior brought, and the apprentice really doesn't know what they are!" said the second shopkeeper in a proper manner.

"Hmm!" the brown-clothed old man nodded, in fact, he was summoned by the spirit rune, so he expected it. It's just that his own apprenticeship is not bad, and the other party's things must be good.

"Fellow Daoist, please identify!" Ah Mu seemed to smile, and at the same time, with a wave of one hand, a pure cultivation force, those three things were directly sent to the brown old man.

The brown-clothed old man glanced at the Awakening Grass and the Weeping Blood Bamboo, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he couldn't help but look at Amu again. Then, he opened the porcelain vase containing the deaf and dumb water and sniffed it gently.

"Deaf and dumb?" said the brown-clothed old man in surprise as he looked at Amu.

"Oh! Dao friendly insight!" Amu sincerely praised, this big shopkeeper who asked the living house was really not covered, and he recognized the deaf and dumb water at once.

But the old man in brown looked at the Awakening Grass and the Weeping Blood Bamboo again, and only after a while did he say tentatively: "Dissatisfied fellow Daoist, this day is deaf and dumb, and the old man has seen it in his early years." But these two spirit grasses, the old decay really hasn't seen them. ”

As soon as he heard the master say such words, the second shopkeeper couldn't help but be slightly disappointed, and at the same time relieved, but he looked at Amu's eyes more and more respectful.

"But!" said the brown-clothed old man again, "The old man has heard of two spirit grasses, and they are also from the Desolate Soul Secret Realm, but I don't know if it's right?"

"Fellow Daoists, please speak!"

"This plant, refreshing and eye-catching, fragrant and non-toxic, isn't it a soul awakening grass?"

"That's good!" Amu nodded. This is really insightful.

Seeing Amu nodding, the old man in brown looked excited, but he didn't expect that he really guessed correctly.

"In this case, then this ink bamboo must be the legendary weeping blood bamboo that can bring mortals back to life and help monks condense their souls!"

"Good eyesight, good insight! Daoyou is worthy of being a figure of the Lingquan Sect!" Amu praised again.

"Ashamed! ashamed!" the old man in brown shook his head, then hugged his fists again, "Ding Yiyin, the elder of the Old Decay Spirit Spring Sect, has seen Daoist friends again!"

The look of the old man in brown instantly became respectful, although in his opinion, his cultivation was still high. But since the other party can take out the treasures of the Desolate Soul Secret Realm and sell them, he is naturally not an ordinary cultivator.

You must know that being able to enter the Desolate Soul Secret Realm requires a soul-level monk to open it, although the Lingquan Sect has some reputation, it has never had the luxury of entering the Desolate Soul Secret Realm.

"Loose cultivation, Wang Han!" Amu Wen said, not reporting the name of the Northern Han Sect, because he didn't want to put too much pressure on this Lingquan Sect.

He understood that the old man in brown must have felt that he was such a beginner level of cultivation, how could he take out the things in the Desolate Soul Secret Realm? And if he took three of them, there must be a powerful master or master behind him.

However, the brown-clothed old man Ding Yiyin was slightly disappointed, if he could follow Amu to join an immortal cultivation faction, it would be good.

However, Ding Yiyin immediately adjusted his mood, and he also knew that many monks did not like to report their masters, so he smiled and said: "I don't know how you want to sell these three treasures?