Chapter 70: Blood Burial Spirit Wine (Please Collect, Recommend, and Read)

The recent period may be Sun Mingsheng's lucky day. With the sale of a large number of talismans, in addition to supplying the daily needs of cultivation, a full 120 spiritual stones have been accumulated in the storage bag again.

These spiritual stones can obviously buy some spiritual objects to support the needs of cultivation for a period of time. With his personality, he naturally needs to practice in seclusion.

As a talisman master, Sun Mingsheng has always been clear about his own path. All means are for the improvement of cultivation.

"You kid is too impatient. Foundation-building spiritual objects are not so easy to get." The old man with rosacea complained in the exchange pavilion.

"Senior, I didn't come here for foundation-building spiritual objects this time," Sun Mingsheng explained on the side, fearing that he would cause the old man's displeasure.

The spiritual objects sold in the exchange pavilion certainly have various defects, but their ultra-low prices are the most attractive, which is also the fundamental reason why this shabby shop has been able to exist.

The spirit beast bag that Sun Mingsheng bought with fifty spirit stones last time looked tattered, but it could meet the needs of normal sacrifice and use without any problems.

It was because he had tasted enough benefits from the last transaction that he took the initiative to come to the exchange pavilion to buy spirit objects again this time.

For him, limited resources must maximize their effects as much as possible, and the exchange pavilion is the best choice.

"What kind of spirit object do you want to buy this time?" asked the old man with rosacea.

"Senior, can you sell the spirit pills and spirit fruits needed by the late stage of Qi training?" Sun Mingsheng was full of expectations at this time.

Spirit pills and spirit fruits are hard currency no matter where they are. The exchange pavilion seems tattered, but it has a wide range of spirit objects.

If you can successfully buy some cheap spirit pills and spirit fruits here, wouldn't it be the best choice?

"My exchange pavilion mainly sells some magic tools. I don't have any spiritual fruits or elixirs in stock, but I do have some first-grade high-quality spiritual wine. Do you need it?" The old man with rosacea said slowly.

"What kind of spiritual wine is it? How effective is it? Can I take a look?" For him, spiritual wine naturally meets his needs.

"First-grade high-quality Burial Blood Spirit Wine, I think you should know its name." The old man with rosacea showed a proud look.

This kind of spiritual wine is carefully brewed with the essence and blood of ten first-grade high-quality monsters and some first-grade high-quality spiritual medicines as the primer, and its effect is unquestionable.

However, Burial Blood Spirit Wine is a genuine strong spiritual wine. Except for some old drunkards, ordinary monks can't enjoy it at all.

For Burial Blood Spirit Wine, monks are like mortals. Excessive drinking will cause drunkenness, and after waking up, the monks will also taste its side effect of splitting headache.

It is precisely because of its various defects that, even though it has obvious effects in assisting the cultivation of monks, it does not appear often on the market.

Occasionally, it appears, and the number of monks who buy it is not large. Over time, it gradually fades out of the sight of monks.

It is estimated that only in shops like the Exchange Pavilion that sell low-level spiritual objects all year round, these Burial Blood Spirit Wines were obtained from nowhere.

Sun Mingsheng was obviously not the first person he recommended, but because of its famous name, it has never been successfully sold.

"The reputation of the Burial Blood Spirit Wine is naturally clear, but the side effects after being drunk are also quite obvious. I wonder how much the senior sells it for?" Sun Mingsheng did not directly refuse.

The reputation of the Burial Blood Spirit Wine is certainly a bit scary, but after all, it has no other negative effects on the cultivation and physical body of the monks.

The so-called splitting headache only exists for a short period of time. Compared with its effect, these are still within his tolerance.

"I am naturally aware of the side effects of the Burial Blood Spirit Wine. One jar of spirit wine costs 20 spirit stones. There are three jars in total, all sold at once." The old man with rosacea quoted a not-so-high price.

The cheapest price of a normal first-grade high-quality spirit wine is also 35 spirit stones, and most of them are in limited supply.

The brewing of first-grade high-quality spirit wine requires first-grade high-quality spiritual medicine or spiritual fruit as the main material, supplemented by a large amount of spiritual water, and it can only be made after a long enough time.

In the shops specializing in selling spirit wine in the market, usually each person can only buy one jar at a time. In the face of some high-quality spirit wine, some first-grade medium and low-quality spirit wines are also needed for sale.

"I will buy these three jars of Burial Blood Spirit Wine." After thinking again and again, Sun Mingsheng did not refuse, but handed over 60 spirit stones to store the spirit wine in the storage bag.

The effect of three jars of Burial Blood Spirit Wine is comparable to that of three bottles of Qi Condensation Pills, and there is no pill poison in it. It does not require a fixed interval. As long as you can bear the headache after being drunk, you can refine it in the shortest time.

A first-grade top-grade gold and silver fruit is paired with three jars of Burial Blood Spirit Wine. After all the spirit wine is digested, his cultivation can move forward steadily and move one step closer to the ninth level of Qi training.

"The side effects of Burial Blood Spirit Wine are unbearable for me. If I can successfully build a foundation in the future, the future of this cultivator of the Sun family is limitless." An abnormal light burst out from the turbid eyes of the old man with rosacea.

Since this old man was able to open a shop in the Beast Taming City that specializes in selling old spiritual objects from the Beast Taming Sect, he must have someone behind him to support him.

Over the years, although his cultivation has not been promoted to the foundation-building stage, his vision is quite sharp, and his attitude towards cultivators with different potentials is completely different.

The side effects of the Burial Blood Spirit Wine are spreading in the cultivation world. In a sense, this reputation even far exceeds its effect of assisting in improving cultivation.

For this famous spiritual wine, most cultivators stay away from it. The cultivators who are willing to buy three jars at a time are all determined and determined.

With good qualifications and certain support from the family, there is still a possibility of being promoted to the foundation-building stage in the future.

The old man with rosacea seems to be condescending to the cultivators who enter the exchange pavilion on weekdays, but naturally he also has certain preferential treatment for these cultivators with obvious potential.

It is under the care of this group of old customers that the exchange pavilion can develop safely to its current state.

"One more future foundation-building cultivator is also one more repeat customer." The exchange pavilion sells more than just first-level spiritual objects suitable for the Qi-refining stage.

Sun Mingsheng, who had left early, naturally had no idea about the reaction of the old man with rosacea in the exchange pavilion. Even if he understood, he would probably be more happy.

For him, it is always a good thing to get the attention or recognition of the old man with rosacea. At least it is more likely to get foundation-building spiritual objects in the future.

"The Burial Blood Spirit Wine is famous. This side effect is certainly not easy to bear. As long as it has a clear auxiliary effect on the advancement of cultivation, everything is worth it." After returning to the store, Sun Mingsheng was ready to practice in seclusion.