In the world of martial arts, there were many elixirs for breaking through realms. There were also many elixirs for tempering the body. However, elixirs that could increase a martial artist's soul power were extremely rare.
To a martial artist, soul power was illusory. It was not a physical existence. Therefore, it was extremely difficult to increase it.
Even if it could be increased, it would require a long period of tempering. Only then could one succeed.
For example, Lin Buzheng, with just three Vitality Pills, his soul power could be greatly increased. Even his martial arts realm rose along with it. It was an unrepeatable miracle!
…
The lowest quality Body Breaking Pill was worth three thousand taels of silver.
Vitality Pills that could increase soul power were sold for four thousand five hundred taels of silver.
Even the Body Tempering Liquid, which could increase a martial artist's physical body to the point of being able to break through realms, cost one thousand five hundred taels of silver!
"Damn it, why are you still opening Danding Pavilion? Why don't you just rob someone?"
Lin Buzheng was furious. He looked left and right in Danding Pavilion. He was shocked by the shocking prices of the elixirs in the shop.
However, although he was complaining, Lin Buzheng knew that the elixirs in Danding Pavilion were made from incomparably rare herbs. Therefore, it was normal for them to be so expensive.
"If only one elixir from Danding Pavilion could be divided into several portions and sold."
Lin Buzheng shook his head. He knew that this was just his unrealistic fantasy.
"Excuse me … if I offer one hundred taels of silver, can I buy a small piece of Living Ginseng Pill?" However, at this moment, a timid voice sounded from behind Lin Buzheng.
Lin Buzheng was surprised. There was actually someone who had the same idea as him.
He subconsciously turned around. Not far behind him, there was a thin and frail man in shabby clothes. His hands were dirty, and there were many scars on his face. He was looking at the Living Ginseng Pill in the Danding Pavilion with an incomparable desire in his eyes.
"Sorry, the Living Ginseng Pill in our pavilion costs five hundred taels of silver. You can't just buy a portion of the elixir."
In the Pill Cauldron Pavilion, the woman in charge of selling Medicinal Pills smiled apologetically at the man.
"But, my mother is seriously ill and urgently needs the Living Ginseng Pill to prolong her life. Could you please make an exception?" The man bit his lips and looked at the woman with a pleading expression. He was so anxious that he was about to cry.
"I'm really sorry. I'm only in charge of selling pills. My words don't count here."
The woman looked at the man sympathetically and shook her head.
"Alright then, sorry to bother you."
The man felt like he had been struck by lightning. His face was filled with despair as he slowly walked out of the Pill Cauldron Pavilion.
"Sigh, Lv Qingzhe is really pitiful."
"That's right. Without the Living Ginseng Pill, his mother wouldn't be able to live for more than ten days."
In the Danding Pavilion, a few people looked at the man's departing figure and discussed.
It turned out that the man's name was Lu Qingzhe. He had no martial arts cultivation and was just an ordinary disciple of the Lu family.
More than a hundred years ago, the Lu family, together with the Lin family, the Zhang family, the Wang family, and the Zhao family, were known as the Five Great Families of Eternal Peace City. There were thousands of disciples and countless experts in the family.
But later, for unknown reasons, the Lu family gradually declined. Now, only Lu Qingzhe was left in the Lu family. He and his sick mother depended on each other for survival.
In order to treat his mother's illness, Lu Qingzhe had sold all the valuable things in the house over the years. But his mother's illness had not improved.
At this point, only the Living Ginseng Pill made from hundred-year-old ginseng could save Lu Qingzhe's mother's life.
But a Living Ginseng Pill was worth five hundred taels of silver. Even if Lu Qingzhe sold his entire fortune, he wouldn't be able to afford it!
"Secret manual for sale!"
"The Lu family's secret manual, a low-grade mystic class secret manual. Only five hundred taels of silver!"
"Whoever pays five hundred taels of silver will get this manual!"
Just then, a peddler came from outside the Danding Pavilion. It was Lu Qingzhe's voice.
Lin Buzheng looked out of the pavilion and saw Lu Qingzhe sitting on the ground outside the Danding Pavilion. He had taken off his coat and laid it on the ground. There was a thin secret manual on the coat.
"Let's go out and take a look."
Lin Buzheng's heart skipped a beat. He strode out of the Danding Pavilion and soon reached Lu Qingzhe.
"What's going on?"
"Why is there only half of this manual left?"
Lin Buzheng frowned.
The manual that Lv Qingzhe was selling seemed to have been cut in half by a sharp weapon. Only the upper half of the manual was left. The lower half of the manual was missing.
On the cover of the manual, it was clearly written: Mountain Monarch Howling Through the Woods. Five strong and powerful words.
At the same time, the onlookers were discussing.
"Is Lu Qingzhe crazy? He dares to sell a manual with only half of it for five hundred taels of silver?"
"I heard that this manual is indeed a secret manual of the Lu family. It is also a mystic class skill. But it is so badly damaged that even if it is a heaven-class skill, it is not worth a penny."
"Half a month ago, an elder of the Zhang Clan spent a hundred silver taels to buy this cultivation technique. However, even after studying it for half a month, he was still unable to figure out anything from it. In the end, he returned the cultivation technique untouched, even if he had to pay the hundred silver taels back!"
"With this as an example, who would want to be a sucker?"
The onlookers shook their heads as they discussed.
Even though a mystic class skill was tempting, the manual was severely damaged. Even an elder of a powerful clan couldn't find anything useful out of it.
Secondly, the price was ridiculously high. It was a sky-high price of five hundred taels of silver.
As such, even after a long while, not a single person was willing to buy the Martial Technique. In fact, not a single person showed any interest in the Martial Technique.
"Can I take a look at this manual?"
Lin Buzheng's heart skipped a beat. He walked through the crowd and squatted down before the manual. He was deeply interested in the manual.
"Of course!"
"This manual is not only a secret manual of my Lu family, but it is also a mystic class skill."
"This brother here won't be disappointed after buying it!"
Lv Qingzhe was overjoyed. He pushed the manual toward Lin Buzheng and looked at it eagerly. His heart that was filled with despair was once again filled with hope.
Shua shua shua!
Lin Buzheng took the manual and quickly flipped through it.
As Lin Buzheng saw, this Mountain Lord Howling Through the Forest Painting was different from other manuals. There were no words to explain it, and it was completely composed of ink paintings.
In the ink painting, there was a tiger as tall as a few people. It was either sitting or lying down, and the tiger's roar was vivid.
On the painting, an incomparably sharp Martial Intent seeped out from the paper.
In front of this Martial Intent, Lin Buzheng felt that he was as small as an ant!
In the blink of an eye, Lin Buzheng determined that this manual was definitely a mystic class skill!
Unfortunately, this cultivation technique had been split into two from the middle, leaving only the upper half incomplete. Thus, the true meaning of martial arts contained within the ink wash painting was also incomplete, so it was impossible to cultivate it.
"What a pity!"
Lin Buzheng looked at it silently for a long time. In the end, he sighed and shook his head.
A complete mystic class skill was worth at least fifty thousand taels of silver, and there was no market for it.
However, this Mountain Lord Howling Through the Forest Painting was only left with the upper half. The dozens of ink paintings that contained the Martial Intent were all incomplete and could not be cultivated. They were completely worthless.
"Five hundred taels, or four hundred taels!"
"Or, I'll use this Mountain Lord Howling Through the Forest Painting as collateral to lend you four hundred taels of silver!"
"I beg you, my mother really needs a Living Ginseng Pill to save her life!"
Lv Qingzhe looked at the disappointed expression on Lin Buzheng's face. He opened his eyes wide and begged with all his might. Hot tears rolled down his cheeks.
"Sigh, your mother needs a Living Ginseng Pill to save her life. But four hundred taels of silver is not a small amount. How can an incomplete manual be worth so much money?"
"Sigh …"
The surrounding martial artists discussed spiritedly, and many of them sighed.
"Lian Yue, look at how pitiful that man is."
"Why don't we buy that manual for five hundred taels of silver!"
In a corner not far away, a woman in green held the hand of a woman in red as they walked elegantly towards the Danding Pavilion.
The two women were both tall and curvaceous. The veil in front of them fluttered in the wind. Their beautiful faces could be vaguely seen under the veil. The moment they appeared, they attracted the attention of all the cultivators present.
They were the four beauties of Yong Ning City who were as famous as Lin Liuliu, Wang Yurou and Zhang Lian Yue!
The two women came from the four great families of Yong Ning City. Not only were they beautiful, but they were also martial arts geniuses. At the age of sixteen, they had already reached the qi path realm.
"Yurou, you don't know about this."
Zhang Lian Yue lightly shook her head. "Half a month ago, my Zhang Family's Ninth Elder bought this cultivation technique for a hundred taels of silver. He carefully studied it for half a month but found nothing. In the end, he returned this cultivation technique."
"This Mountain Lord Howling Through the Forest Painting is indeed a mystic class skill, but it is too incomplete. There is no way to cultivate it. Not to mention five hundred taels of silver, it is not even worth one tael of silver."
"Really? What a pity! "
Hearing this, Wang Yuyao sighed and did not speak further.
"… If this Mountain Lord Howling Through the Forest Painting was not broken from top to bottom, but from front to back, even if there was only one complete page left, I would buy it without hesitation."
"What a pity …"
At the same time, in the crowd, Lin Buzheng shook his head lightly and was about to put away the half manual in his hand.
Although Lin Buzheng sympathized with Lv Qingzhe, he was not a fool. Naturally, he would not spend five hundred taels of silver to buy a pile of useless paper.
Rumble!
However, at this moment, the Reincarnation Imperial Sutra in Lin Buzheng's mind suddenly moved. His right hand, which was holding the manual, froze in mid-air.
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