The cold wind was bone-chilling.
Fortunately, He Pingsheng was a Cultivator, and with a turn of the fire-attributed spiritual energy within his body, a warm current spread throughout his entire being.
No matter how heavy the snow or how strong the wind, he no longer felt cold.
An hour later, the paper crane landed directly at the entrance of the Matou Mountain market.
He Pingsheng didn't care about activating the paper crane once or twice, so he directly put it away.
He continued walking without stopping.
Although the weather was very cold and it was still snowing in the Void Realm, there were still many Cultivators setting up stalls here.
He Pingsheng arrived at the familiar middle-aged man's stall, looked at his Medicinal Pills, and asked, "How much are the Qi Gathering Pills?"
The middle-aged stall owner glanced at He Pingsheng, didn't recognize him, and said, "Two Spirit Stones per pill. If Fellow Daoist wants a whole furnace, I can make it a bit cheaper, twenty Spirit Stones for you!"
He Pingsheng's Divine Thought silently swept out, and he was shocked to find that he could actually see the cultivation of the Cultivator in front of him.
Qi Refining Stage Eight.
That's right!
This...
This left He Pingsheng stunned for a long time: How was this possible?
In the Cultivation World, Cultivators could only peek at cultivation from top to bottom.
Generally, at most, one could only see through the cultivation of Cultivators of the same Realm, but not the specific cultivation of Cultivators whose cultivation was higher than their own.
But now, he had seen it.
He was clearly only at Qi Refining Stage Four, yet he could see through someone else's Qi Refining Stage Eight cultivation?
"Hoo..." He Pingsheng took a deep breath. He was certain this must be the benefit of cultivating his Divine Thought Cultivation Technique; otherwise, there was no other reason.
"Alright... please save two furnaces for me. I'll go inside to get some things and be right back!"
He Pingsheng pointed towards the merchant association and then walked over.
He soon arrived at Fenghe Estate.
But this time, he didn't go in!
After all, this was where Kumu Zhenren often traded. It would be very bad if Shopkeeper Liu recognized him.
Walking past Fenghe Estate, there were many shops inside, densely packed.
He randomly chose one and walked in.
The Shopkeeper was a stooped, skinny old man.
He Pingsheng didn't dare to use his Divine Thought to scan the old man, but instead respectfully cupped his hands.
After all, casually scanning others with Divine Thought was a very impolite act.
"Hello there," the old man smiled and said, "Young man, what do you want to buy?"
"Most of the things you need, I have here!"
He Pingsheng said, "Junior doesn't want to buy anything. I just want to ask, Shopkeeper, do you accept lieyang flower pollen here?"
"Oh..." The Shopkeeper raised an eyebrow and said, "In this dead of winter, you still have lieyang flower pollen?"
"Was this cultivated where ground fire is exposed?"
He Pingsheng's heart skipped a beat: He almost gave himself away.
But fortunately, the Shopkeeper found an excuse himself.
He Pingsheng went with the flow and said, "I'm not sure. My Master cultivated it and asked me to come sell it!"
The old man said, "Alright... take it out and let me see. How much do you have in total?"
He Pingsheng said, "Only two bottles... take a look!"
He took out two jade bottles.
"A bit little!" The Shopkeeper brought the jade bottles to his face, then opened the lids, and was immediately greatly surprised, saying, "This... this... it's actually Medium Grade?"
"Hiss hiss hiss..."
"Incredible, incredible... To be able to cultivate Medium Grade lieyang flowers in the dead of winter, truly amazing!"
"Your Master is an incredible person!"
"Alright, I'll take these two bottles of lieyang flower pollen..."
The old man covered the bottles and said, "Young man, did your Master say how many Spirit Stones he wanted to sell them for?"
His eyes were small and focused, looking extremely shrewd.
He Pingsheng, however, put on a simple and honest expression, saying, "I don't know... my Master didn't say!"
The old man asked, "Which School are you from?"
He Pingsheng said, "Disciple comes from the north!"
He didn't directly state his School. He didn't want to say it, lest he leave trouble for himself, right?
Of course, he couldn't just casually make up a School, because that would easily expose flaws.
I said I came from the north, which means I don't want to tell you!
It's best if you, old man, are sensible.
"Alright, alright, never mind!" The old man said, "According to the rules, a bottle of Low Grade lieyang flower pollen is worth around one hundred Spirit Stones!"
"These two bottles of yours are both Medium Grade, good quality, we'll give three hundred!"
"Two bottles, a total of six hundred Spirit Stones!"
"What do you think?"
He Pingsheng nodded and said, "Alright... the normal price is fine!"
"Good!" The old man waved his hand again, pointing inside and saying, "Our shop has everything. Do you want to take a look and buy some things?"
He Pingsheng smiled: "No need, thank you... The Spirit Stones belong to my Master, I wouldn't dare to use them!"
Just kidding!
How could he possibly buy anything here?
If he were to buy Medicinal Pills and Spiritual Plants later.
People would immediately know he was a Loose Cultivator, a wild Cultivator without a Master.
Wouldn't what he said earlier be exposed then?
"Alright!" The old man brought a cloth bag, threw it onto the counter, and said, "There are six hundred Spirit Stones in here, count them!"
Actually, there was no need to say it.
He Pingsheng had Divine Thought; with a sweep of his Divine Thought, the number inside was clear to him.
A single Spirit Stone was very small, about the size of a date.
But six hundred of them, that was quite a lot.
He Pingsheng had no choice but to carry the cloth bag on his back.
Then he slowly walked out of the shop and began to stroll down the street.
There was no other way; he could only carry the cloth bag while strolling.
He couldn't possibly, in front of so many people, put these Spirit Stones into the gathering treasure basin and then into his body, could he?
He Pingsheng's action immediately attracted countless people to stop and watch.
But there was no need to worry about anyone trying to snatch them here, after all, this was the Matou Mountain market.
He Pingsheng then went to several other shops and bought many things.
seven-leaf spirit grass, Spirit Apricot, immortal bamboo shoot, vermilion fruit.
These were the Materials for refining Qi Gathering Pills, which he had to buy.
Anyway, he now had a Pill Furnace, so he would go back and try. What if he succeeded in refining them?
He Pingsheng bought twenty portions of each of these Materials.
Of course, he couldn't just buy Spiritual Plants; he also needed to buy some Spirit Pills.
He bought two furnaces of Qi Gathering Pills at the shop and another two furnaces at the middle-aged Cultivator's stall.
Now, he had enough for a short period of time.
"Little brother!" The middle-aged stall owner said, "Actually, you can also buy some Clear Spirit Pills. You should need this stuff!"
He Pingsheng asked, "What is a Clear Spirit Pill?"
The middle-aged stall owner chuckled, "Little brother doesn't know, but when cultivating by consuming Medicinal Pills, although it's a shortcut that allows for rapid refining of spiritual energy to fill the Dantian, everything has its pros and cons. If one cultivates by consuming Medicinal Pills for a long time, the pill toxins within the Medicinal Pills will accumulate in the body!"
"Over time, it will instead affect cultivation!"
"Therefore, when Cultivators consume Medicinal Pills, they should also consume Clear Spirit Pills to clear the pill toxins from their bodies!"
"Ah?" He Pingsheng scratched his head and said, "Pill toxins?"
"There's such a thing?"
"How could there not be?" The middle-aged stall owner said, "When refining Medicinal Pills, it's impossible to completely remove the Impurities from the Spiritual Plants. If there were no Impurities at all, wouldn't that be a top-grade Medicinal Pill?"
He Pingsheng's eyebrow twitched: "You mean, top-grade Medicinal Pills have no pill toxins?"
"Nonsense!" The middle-aged man said, "That's natural, but top-grade Medicinal Pills only exist in legends. Who can refine them?"
