Chapter 222: Being Remembered

Yu Wan prepared a lot before going to the market again this time. She set up her stall at the original location as usual.

As soon as she set up her stall, many monks came to buy elixirs.

"Huh? Daoist friend, you also have talismans to sell, huh? Why is your talisman a little different?" A green-clothed monk picked up a talisman and looked at it for a while, and asked her.

"Huh? Daoist friend, is your elixir a medium-grade elixir?" When another monk took the elixir bottle and opened it, he shouted excitedly.

"What? Let me take a look too. Ah, it's really, it's really a medium-grade Qi-gathering elixir. I, I'll buy it..."

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Everyone knows that medium-grade elixirs are pitifully rare in the market, and you can't buy them even if you have spirit stones.

This has to be mentioned. The Pingdingshan market is controlled by the Chen family. The Chen family can sell whatever they want.

Some people say that I don't have to buy it. I have the elixir formula and I can make it myself. It's just that you can make it once or twice, but do you have so many spiritual medicines? You said you went to the market to buy it. Does the market sell you the main medicine? You said you went into the mountains to collect it. Do you dare to go into the inner area of ​​Wuhua Mountain? It doesn't matter if you want to go to other markets. If you want to leave Wuhua Mountain and go to the inland Xiuxian City, it's better to go to Wuhua Mountain. At least you can go into the mountains to hunt and collect a few spiritual medicines.

So over time, the cultivators got used to this and survived hard at the bottom of the world.

Today, when Pu Yi saw that there were middle-grade elixirs on the market, how could they not be excited? And the middle-grade elixirs contained less elixir poison, so they could practice faster with the middle-grade elixir of Qi Gathering.

And they also found that the elixir sold by Yu Wan had very little elixir poison, and basically used less detoxification elixir.

Yu Wan nodded at them and said, "Yes, but my pills are much more expensive. A bottle of medium-grade pills costs 800 yuan, and a talisman costs 5 spirit stones. You haven't used talismans before, so you can buy less and try them first."

"No, it's okay, I'll buy it." The cultivator took out spirit stones and bought a bottle of Qi-gathering pills and three of each talisman.

In this way, Yu Wan sold out in one afternoon. After she closed the stall, she bought talisman paper and spiritual medicine seedlings that no one wanted at other stalls. Others didn't use them, which was very good for her. Not only did it help other cultivators solve the inventory problem, but she could also occasionally buy precious spiritual medicines that she couldn't buy in the store.

After shopping, Yu Wan didn't rush to leave. She knew that there were many spirit stones sold today, and there were many people who wanted to rob her.

So she stayed in the inn again.

In the hall of the Chen family, the head of the Chen family took a few glances at the pills and talismans in his hand.

"Dad, the quality of these pills and talismans is much better than those in our clan, but she is not recruited by us, right?" A foundation-building cultivator below made a gesture of wiping his neck.

Today, he was in the market and saw so many cultivators surrounding Yu Wan to buy pills, talismans, and even spiritual grains and vegetables. He was so angry that his teeth itched. Those spiritual stones originally belonged to their Chen family, but now they fell into the hands of a small Qi training person.

A few days ago, he learned from the clan leader that Yu Wan was unwilling to join their Chen family. Today, he came to the market to see who dared to make a lot of spiritual stones in their market.

So, when he saw this scene, how could he not hate Yu Wan to death.

So he also asked people to buy Yu Wan's pills and talismans, and even spiritual grains and spiritual vegetables.

Clan leader Chen narrowed his eyes. Outsiders watch the excitement, while insiders see the doorway. He is a third-level alchemist. He saw at a glance that the main ingredient of the pill was half-branched yellow, and the quality of each spiritual medicine was very high. He couldn't help but wonder, where did the female cultivator with a foreign accent come from? How could there be so many spiritual medicines? Where did her spiritual medicines come from?

He looked at his son below, his eyes full of disappointment. He was just a man with strong limbs and a simple mind. How could such a person take over his position as the patriarch?

He didn't want to find a way to get people to work for the tribe, and by the way, he could also find out where the spiritual medicines of the female cultivator came from. If he could get them, the tribe would still need spiritual medicines.

What a fool, he only knew to kill, and didn't know how to make the best use of them.

Fortunately, he still had two sons, so the position of patriarch would not fall into the hands of others.

He said lightly: "I will make the decision on this matter, you don't need to worry about it, just practice well."

He wanted to say one more sentence: Practice your wooden brain. Thinking about his own son, he swallowed the words back.

The male cultivator didn't realize that his father had been thinking about it for a thousand times, and he bowed to the patriarch and happily withdrew.

"Come here," the patriarch shouted as his son left.

"Clan leader," a male Qigong practitioner in a green disciple's uniform came in from outside.

Clan leader: "Hurry up and call the elder."

"Yes," the green disciple hurried out of the hall.

After half an incense stick, a middle-aged man in black entered the hall. He bowed to the clan leader and said, "What's the matter, clan leader?"

When he was refining the elixir, the disciple called him over in a hurry. Fortunately, he was in a hurry to collect the elixir, otherwise he would have been blown away.

"Well, take a look at this," the clan leader threw the elixir bottle to the elder.

The elder then thought, "Why is it so urgent to ask him to look at the elixir? Is there something wrong with his elixir?"

He hurriedly poured out the elixir.

"Hmm? This is not the elixir I made. Huh? This elixir is extraordinary. Did you make this, clan leader? Hmm, no, the spiritual medicine used in this elixir is of high quality. How can the spiritual medicine in our clan be so good?" The elder said a lot of things in a babbling voice, and then crushed one to examine it carefully.

After a while, the expression on the face of the elder was a little shocked. He looked up and asked the clan leader who was sitting on the seat: "Clan leader, this recipe is an ancient recipe, not the current recipe. Where did you get it from?"

He is an elixir fanatic. Whenever there are different recipes and elixirs, he will definitely find ways to figure it out and make it himself.

The clan leader certainly knows his character. He just wants the elder to pester Yu Wan. Even if he can't get her to the clan, the secrets of the things in her hands will definitely not escape the palm of the elder's hand.

"This is the elixir practiced by a Qi training girl in the market." He didn't say he was selling it, which would arouse his curiosity.

But it is true that Yu Wan made it, so there is nothing wrong with what he said.

"Oh? Then I must go and see it." The elder raised his eyebrows. He happily took the elixir bottle and returned to his alchemy room.

And the clan leader watched him leave and couldn't help but curl his lips and sneer.

Humph! Being targeted by this old man, she would be skinned alive, not to mention that in the territory of the Chen clan, there is no one whose grave is not covered with grass.

Yu Wan stayed in the market until the next morning, and she got up and performed the face-changing technique. This time, she changed herself into a male cultivator, and then walked out of the inn and took a long walk in the market.