"Come and take a look, thousand-year pine, the first choice of alchemists, buy pine and get the formula for refining fifth-grade Snow Skin Elixir Pills, don't miss this once-in-a-millennium opportunity."
As soon as Tang Rao stepped into the town, he heard someone shouting by his ear.
Thousand-year pine, refining fifth-grade Snow Skin Elixir Pills? Was Tang Rao too rich and reckless, or did he rush out so quickly that he forgot to bring his brain?
Tang Rao stroked his scarce mustache and only glanced at the pine briefly, immediately deducing that it wasn't all that valuable.
Though thousand years old, there are just too many pines; a thousand-year pine has aged quite a bit, but it's not to the extent that it's the only place to buy it.
