After entering the quiet room, the two of them sat down. Chi Lianying found a seat for herself, while Hong Ying and Wu Yan were quite self-conscious and stood below without moving.
The leader of the Dark Mountain Sect, Qiao Zhengyan, ordered five cups of high-grade spiritual tea. The two of them did not speak, but each of them held the Golden Ebony cup in their hands and slowly tasted the tea.
Hong Ying and Wu Yan were not used to this strange atmosphere and were a little restless. Chi Lianying, on the other hand, was still a rough person who was very different from her graceful image. She sat on the other tea table and began to doze off.
Qiao Zhengyan saw that Lu Ping was neither servile nor overbearing and was very calm. He could not help but think more highly of Lu Ping. If he was not a disciple of a big sect or a disciple of a famous master, he would not be able to cultivate such a temperament and pride.
Having made up his mind, Qiao Zhengyan put down the teacup in his hand and said with a smile, "Hall Leader Yu knew that you were buying a thousand-year-old spiritual herb and was in a hurry to tell the Old Man about it. However, he neglected to instruct his subordinates, which is why he was so rude in front of you. I hope that you will not blame him."
Since the Dark Mountain Gang's clan master had come personally, it meant that he had given Lu Ping enough face. Lu Ping naturally took the opportunity to back down and said, "It's just a misunderstanding. It's not worth mentioning."
Qiao Zhengyan saw that Lu Ping was not a person who would offend others, so he said again, "Forgive me for being presumptuous, Old Man. I heard that you were buying thousand-year-old spiritual herbs from the shops on the nearby streets. May I ask if your alchemy skills have reached the level of a quasi-master?"
Lu Ping did not answer Qiao Zhengyan's question. Instead, he asked curiously, "This is also what I find strange. This Qianyuan City is one of the big cities in the East Sea. There are many cultivators here. Now is the time when the Northern Alliance's celebration and the Elixir Gathering is about to begin. It is the time when a large amount of cultivation resources are gathered. How come I have not even seen a thousand-year-old spiritual herb?"
Qiao Zhengyan knew that Lu Ping wanted to exchange information. Right now, Qiao Zhengyan had a favor to ask, so he explained, "I'm afraid that the Old Man's understanding of the cultivation world's demand for elixirs is not as deep as yours. Other than the rarity of alchemists, the scarcity of spiritual herbs is mainly due to the scarcity of spiritual herbs. Needless to say, Old Man, even in a big city like Qianyuan City, which can gather goods from all over the world, spiritual herbs will always be in short supply. Some big shops can barely sell 500-year-old spiritual herbs because they have their own spiritual herb gardens to support them. However, in Qianyuan City, without the recommendation of a close friend, spiritual herbs will not be sold openly."
Lu Ping understood immediately. Most cultivators who could use thousand-year-old spiritual herbs were high level cultivators above the Core Forging stage. Or, they were like Lu Ping who had become a grandmaster alchemist at the Blood Condensation stage. Their status in the cultivation world was no less than that of a Core Forging stage cultivator.
These kinds of cultivators naturally had their own privileges. Moreover, these kinds of private transactions were often a way to get on good terms with high level cultivators.
Qiao Zhengyan hesitated for a moment, but still asked, "What kind of elixir do you want to refine with thousand-year-old spiritual herbs? Although my Dark Mountain Gang is not an influential force in Qianyuan City, with hundreds of years of business, we still have some influence in Qianyuan City. Old Man, can you recommend a few shops? I believe that with the Old Man's recommendation, you will be able to buy some thousand-year-old spiritual herbs. However, how much you can buy is not something that the Old Man can help you with. "
Lu Ping's expression changed, and he solemnly said, "If that's the case, I will shamelessly ask Senior to introduce me. However, I don't deserve a reward without doing anything. I wonder if there is anything Senior can do for me?"
Qiao Zhengyan's expression became happy, but he was also a little hesitant, as if he was a little worried. However, he still handed a jade slip to Lu Ping.
Lu Ping looked at the jade slip, and said, "Inheritance jade slip?"
Qiao Zhengyan said seriously, "That's right. I won't hide it from you. A few years ago, my son cultivated excessively in order to reach the Core Forging stage. In his eagerness for success, he suffered Qigong Deviation and damaged his blood vessels. This caused his cultivation to not only be unable to progress further, but it also slowly showed signs of dissipating. The Old Man was burning with anxiety, and he went around to seek medical treatment, but all the alchemists said that my son's injuries could not be healed. The Old Man was originally disheartened, but by chance, he obtained this prescription. It was said that this elixir could cure a cultivator's blood vessels caused by Qigong Deviation. The Old Man was overjoyed, and he invited the alchemists in Qianyuan City to refine this elixir. However, when these alchemists saw the prescription, they either said that they couldn't refine it, or said that this kind of elixir was simply full of mistakes and nonsense. However, the Old Man didn't give up, and still generously invited two alchemists he was on good terms with to refine this elixir. Even if this elixir turned out to be poison, he didn't care. The two alchemists were forced by the Old Man to give it a try, but they both failed. My son's heart was also like dead ashes. The Old Man really didn't want to see my son so depressed, and all these years, he never gave up looking for alchemists, hoping that they could refine this elixir. "
Lu Ping was about to reach out and pick up the jade slip on the table, but when he heard this, he withdrew his hand, thought for a moment, and said, "I don't know if there are any great alchemists among the alchemists Senior invited?"
Qiao Zhengyan knew that Lu Ping had guessed something, so he didn't intend to hide it. Instead, he sighed, and said, "Indeed, I once invited two great masters to look at the elixir recipe, and even invited one of them to refine it. The two of them didn't say that it couldn't be refined, but only said that the refining requirements were extremely difficult. In the alchemy world, it's almost impossible for alchemists to meet such harsh requirements."
Lu Ping looked at Qiao Zhengyan with a smile that wasn't a smile, and said, "Then how is Senior so sure that I can refine this elixir that even the two great masters can't successfully refine?"
Qiao Zhengyan shook his head, and said with a bitter smile, "Now, the Old Man can only treat a dead horse as if it's alive. Once he knew that an alchemist had appeared in Heaven Essence City, he thought of every possible way to go and plead with them, but they either said that the elixir recipe was nonsense, or that they were unable to refine it. Little Brother, feel free to take the jade slip and take a look. Regardless of whether Little Brother is able to refine it or not, the Old Man will introduce a few shopkeepers to Little Brother. According to the Old Man's knowledge, these shopkeepers all have quite a number of thousand-year-old Spiritual Herbs. "
Lu Ping smiled, and no longer hesitated. He took the jade slip in his hand, and used his divine sense to carefully examine the contents inside.
After a long time, Lu Ping withdrew his divine sense from the jade slip, a strange expression on his face. Although Qiao Zhengyan didn't have much hope in this, he still had a sliver of hope in his heart. Seeing that Lu Ping was muttering to himself, he couldn't help but look a little hopeful.
"Spiritual Water Meridian Nourishing Pill, huh? This is interesting. No wonder so many alchemists scoffed at this elixir recipe."
Seeing the slight eagerness on Qiao Zhengyan's face, Lu Ping knew that no matter how high Qiao Zhengyan's cultivation was, how old he was, or how much self-restraint he had, in the end, he was still a father. On this point, even though he was the all-powerful Sect Leader, there was nothing he could do.
"Perhaps I can give it a try!" Lu Ping said with a chuckle.
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