Chapter 39 Enemies are narrow in the road

A Mo moved away from the medicine furnace that blocked his sight, looked at Mo Chu with a worried look, and hesitated for a while before speaking: "Miss, do you know that if there is no alchemist in person, it will be very dangerous for you to do this."

"Isn't the founder of alchemists not a teacher? In this case, we can only rely on our own." Although there is a difference between China and the West, all kinds of medical methods are one by one, and the routine is actually the same.

These days, Mo Chu has read all the alchemy records he brought out. Although it is not a memorable view, the key points are engraved in his mind.

When making a blacksmith, you need to be while it’s hot. If you don’t try it, you will never know if you can do it?

However, if you want to refine Qi Condensation Pill, there is still one thing missing now, that is, the magic core, at least the magic core above the third-level mysterious beast, otherwise the quality of the pill will be greatly reduced.

Carrying a large bag in his hand, Mo Chu looked ahead for a while and was stunned: "A Mo, besides the auction hall, do you know where to sell magic cores?"

As the name suggests, the magic core is the energy source that stores energy in the brain of the monster, but not every monster has a magic core, just like a human being, with extraordinary talents to grow. On the contrary, the brain is empty.

A Mo sank for a moment and shook his head: "Although the magic core is not higher than the price of elixirs, it is also a rare thing. If you don't go to the auction house, you can only go to Dongdingfang City."

Dongdingfang City is the highest-end, elegant and high-end market in Lingyang City. When applied to modern times, it is a royal shopping mall. The things inside are expensive and you can commit suicide, but everything is real.

Touching his waist bag and being silent for a long time, Mo Chu went to Dongding without hesitation.

No matter how expensive it is, it is cheaper than auctioned.

After passing through several streets and alleys, the two of them quickly arrived at the market. After entering from the gate, they could see many passages. Each passage had stalls of the same specifications on both sides, from wear to supplies, everything was complete, and the exquisitely placed jewelry looked even more brilliant.

Mo Chu had clear goals, and he had no pity for his eyes swept across the dazzling array of things. He was determined to find the magic core, but the market was too big. She had been traveling through the crowd for a long time, but she had not found it yet.

After a sudden brake, Mo Chu looked ahead with a gloomy face, and then he asked someone with a bad temper. Then he heard a voice suddenly sounding beside him: "It's blocking the way, you still want me to do business?"

Mo Chu subconsciously turned his head and looked at it, and found that he was blocking the center of the stall. There were a few animal skins on the stall, and some monsters were piled up like thrown into pieces. If you don’t look closely, you can’t understand what he wants to sell.

Mo Chu moved aside and then asked politely: "Old man, do you know where the stall selling magic cores is?"

Magic core?

The old man was stunned, then got up from the chair, ignored Mo Chu, and straightened it out of the pile of things. Finally, he threw a cloth bag that he had turned out to Mo Chu: "Choose it yourself."

"..." He thought he was selling magic cores? Mo Chu blinked his beautiful eyes and opened the bag. The colorful crystal-like magic core inside immediately appeared in his eyes.

"Old man, how much does this cost?" The magic core is divided into five colors, each representing five attributes: gold, wood, water, fire and earth. The grade can be seen from the inner patterns inside the magic core.

"Third level, three." After glanced at the old man stretched out five fingers: "Five thousand taels, only cashiers are not allowed, silver is too troublesome."

"..." A Mo's eyes widened immediately. This old man was so dark. The starting price of the auction house was only one thousand taels. Think they were royal relatives and nobles, and they had a mountain of gold and silver?

"Can you bargain?" Mo Chu asked.

"Bariff?" The old man turned his eyes blank as if he was a joke: "If you can find a second magic core stall in Dongding, the old man will not bargain you and give it to you."

"..." So, this is the only one? So, he is confident?

"Your Highness, Wan'er suddenly thought of what to use to embellish the crown. There is a magic core stall in front of it. Why not just buy a few magic cores. Wouldn't it be better to embed them on them than those tacky jewelry?" Mo Chu lowered his head and took out a nourishing pill to pay for it. He heard a familiar voice suddenly coming.

She paused her hand and looked up and saw Xiao Qingye wearing a silver robe. Mo Wan'er walked leisurely with her arms in her arms a few feet away.

Such gorgeous outfits and noble temperament immediately attracted people around to stop and look at each other.

Fate is sometimes so magical. The less you want to provoke it, the closer it approaches you. Mo Chu dimmed his eyes and then threw a son to the stall owner: "I don't have enough money. Can you see if this pill is used to change the line?"

The stall owner hesitated before opening the plug. Then, a refreshing and energetic smell spread out.

This pill is good!

Not to mention the pill, just talking about the rich and abnormal aroma of medicine is enough to show how high the quality of this pill is. The stall owner didn't think about it and nodded immediately: "Take away the three magic cores."

"Just three?" Seeing that he was so happy, Mo Chu had the idea of ​​bargaining: "This is a high-end pill. If you take it to the auction house, it will cost more than 5,000 taels of silver?"

"You little doll..." The stall owner twitched his mouth and took advantage of it. Should he expose him directly: "This way, give me one more, and I will ask you to choose four such magic cores, how about it?"

The two nourishing pills were replaced with seven magic cores. Mo Chu calculated it almost the same. Then he nodded and threw another one out, intending to avoid the two of them in battle. However, when she reached out to put the magic core away, the other one took it first.

"These red ones are pretty good." After weighing them in his hand, Xiao Qingye curled his lips and smiled: "What do Wan'er thinks?"

"Your Highness said it was OK, of course it was the best." Mo Wan'er was so arrogant that she had to use a cloth bag to choose more, anyway, it wasn't her spending money.

"Have you seen enough? Put this..." Mo Chu searched for the fire-type magic core inside, and then was stopped by a hand. However, Mo Wan'er said halfway, and then she was surprised: "Mo Chu?"

"Mo Chu?" Hearing this, Xiao Qingye also looked sideways. After seeing the face that made him disgusted for more than ten years, his eyes suddenly sank: "Why are you here too?"

"Why can't I be here?" Mo Chu asked back, then looked at the stall owner with a faint expression: "You only have two fire magic cores here."

"Uh, is it gone?" The old stall owner was stunned, then remembered something, and quickly said, "If you choose something else, those are actually very useful!"

"You want to buy a magic core?" Mo Wan'er frowned in surprise. The magic core is very useful. It can be used directly to refine alchemy, extract and absorb it directly, or wear it on her body like her, but no matter which method is used, it is born to the mysterious person. Could it be that she can practice it?
Chapter completed!