Chapter 14 Remember to pay back the money Dahefang City is located at the edge of the Jade Cauldron Territory, adjacent to the Million Mountains of the Eastern Wasteland. According to the statistics of a foundation-building monk who wrote travel notes in the past few years, because it is located on a first-order spiritual vein, there are tens of thousands of monks here all year round. Mostly casual cultivators, and people from large sects do not stay here for a long time, and they only stay here to take care of business. Furthermore, it is cyclical. The managers of stores in inner cities will change every few years. Hence, the entire city is still dominated by spontaneous activities of casual cultivators. Just like a market for casual cultivators, it is divided into a large market and a small market. The big gathering is held once a month, while the small gathering is held every Monday, Thursday, and July. Of course, when not going to the market, there are monks setting up street stalls, but the flow of people is not that big. Ten days have passed since the last small episode.
A fat figure rushed into the market early in the morning. Zeng Wen was very lucky. Within a few days of entering the mountain, he hunted a first-order monster beast and obtained thousands of kilograms of monster meat! His storage bag is not large in capacity. It only has one side and can barely hold it. So when the harvest is almost complete, you know how to retreat from the mountain. Ten pounds of first-level monster meat can be sold for one low-grade spiritual stone, and the skeleton of that monster is also a spiritual material. Therefore, this time's harvest is enough to make do, and it will be enough for him to be free and unrestrained for a while. After returning home yesterday, he found a familiar butcher and had the meat processed, and he couldn’t wait to run to Tianxiang Tower. As for the process, it’s hard to describe in just a few words. Meiren is excellent, his performance is as consistent and efficient as ever. But compared with the majesty of the last ten fights, it pales in comparison. Therefore, early in the morning, he broke out of the Tomb of Heroes with great willpower, just to do some business with the little brother he met last time. When we arrived at the market in the south of the city, there were already some people setting up stalls, and Chen Laodao, who was selling talismans, was sitting on a small horse with his presence. “Isn’t Fellow Taoist Xiao Luo here?” “No, let’s make alchemy at home!” “Then will he still come to set up a stall today?” “Generally if he hasn’t come after this point, then he probably won’t come for today’s episode.” The disappointment is beyond words. Zeng Wen was quite disappointed and chatted with Chen Laodao about his experiences in the mountains. When he saw a guest coming to the door, he planned to say goodbye. But before leaving, he saw Old Chen carefully holding back the unsatisfied guest.
“Fellow Taoist, are you interested in learning about the Shenyin Qi Condensation Talisman?” “What is that? Is it a breath-condensing thing?” “You know Master Lingyin of Shenfu Sect, let me tell you” Zeng Wen's expression was a little strange. He always felt that those words had a familiar feeling. After walking far away from the market, he suddenly realized what he was doing. Isn’t that just a replica of what fellow Daoist Xiao Luo said at the beginning? “Damn it, the old man is a bad learner!” He did not think that Luo Chen had deceived him, because when Luo Chen first promoted Zhongmiao Pills to him, he never said certain words, but only used ambiguous words. Moreover, the efficacy of Zhongmiao Pills is the same as what Luo Chen described. He could only think that Chen Laodao plagiarized Luo Chen's words. As the victim, Luo Chen is huddled at home, wearing an apron, and worshiping Guan Gong. "The first few pots have failed, and the pads are almost done. It should be shipped today!" “Er Master Guan, I’m offering incense to you today, please protect me!” Muttering words while holding medicinal materials in hand, constantly adding them to the pot. The processed fire dog whip emits a natural odor, and when combined with the fragrance of elixir materials, it emits an indescribable and strange smell. The process of boiling medicine lasted from morning to afternoon. After opening the lid of the pot, looking at the deep red ointment and smelling the refreshing fragrance, Luo Chen clenched his fist fiercely. “Okay, this time the sixth pot was successful, which is a huge improvement!” “Er Master Guan, I know you have me in your heart, and you will protect me even if you travel through time.” “Keep up the good work tomorrow!” Half a month later, Luo Chen looked at the fifty small jade bottles on the table with satisfaction. This is the result of spending nearly a month. There are thirty bottles filled with bigutan, which he made in a hurry in the past two days. There are twenty bottles left, all of which are Zhongmiaowan. But unlike Bigu Pill, which comes in ten pills, Zhongmiao Pills comes in one pill. In other words, the refining of Zhongmiaowan was only successful twice this time. Nineteen ingredients were used to make two pots. This success rate is really not high, and in terms of the quality of the elixir, it is only at the lowest level. Low-grade elixirs have strong limitations, have mediocre medicinal properties, and may have strong side effects if taken too much. But that is not what he is worried about. He believes that fellow Taoists have strong self-control and can enjoy themselves without being greedy.
“At present, this can only be achieved, but as long as the proficiency is improved, the situation will definitely improve!” “The future is bright, come on!” Putting all the jade vases in bags, Luo Chen closed the door and rushed into the inner city of Dahefang like the wind. ●Today is a day for a big market, so these goods must be sold well. When we arrived at the market, the crowds were still sparse, and Luo Chen came too early. Chen Laodao hasn't come yet, but Wang Yuan, an old acquaintance, is already sitting cross-legged on the floor. “Young man, you don’t care about your body at all. How cold the ground is!” Muttering something, Luo Chen said hello to Wang Yuan and squatted down in front of his stall naturally. “Hey, there are some more things!” Compared to the last time, there are several more old books and even a torn jade slip. There were four or five more magical instruments, and some of them were stained with black blood. “Brother Wang, how many big businesses have you done recently?” Wang Yuan drooped his eyelids and said, "Look again, don't touch it." Luo Chen eagerly read a few old books, "Five Must-Know Magic Techniques During the Qi Training Period", "Baicao Miscellanies", and "Changchun Gong Qi Training Chapter". It's all what he wants, but it's a pity that he doesn't have the spirit stone! If Wang Yuan sells all these things, including those magical weapons, I don't know how much he will make. As far as he knew, a low-grade magic weapon would cost at least a hundred low-grade spiritual stones, and the mid-grade and high-grade ones were even more ridiculously expensive. Killing people and seizing treasures is indeed the fastest way to make money in the world of immortality. It's a pity that he is not good at this kind of thing at all. He is just a little monk who likes to make alchemy. Sighed, Luo Chen picked up the unsold "Record of Customs in the Six Realms" and read it with gusto. The six regions of the Far East each have six major sects that have produced Yuanying Zhenren, such as the Jade Cauldron Sword Sect, the Hehuan Sect, the Shenfu Sect, and the Yaowang Sect. But in addition to these sects, there are also many small sects and immortal cultivating families in each large domain. The vast territory and abundant resources have given birth to countless amazing and talented people. At every time period, a strong person will rise. In the process of their rise, there are naturally many strange things. The author of "The Record of Customs in the Six Realms" is a monk at the ninth level of the Qi Refining Stage. Because there was no hope of building a foundation, he spent the rest of his life writing this book. Limited to realm and knowledge, many of the above things are just hearsay. But Luo Chen might as well get a glimpse of the tip of the iceberg in the world of immortality with the help of this book.
Just those corners and corners made his mind sway and yearn for it. "Master Jade Ding swings mountains and rivers with one sword, and determines the vast territory of Ding. He is so charming and majestic!" With emotion, Luo Chen reluctantly put down his books and set up a stall. “Read it if you like. There are too many mistakes in this travelogue. It has been on display for several months and has not been sold.” Wang Yuan said calmly, and with a lift of his finger, the book fell into Luo Chen's hands. Luo Chen was surprised, and then overjoyed. “Thank you, Brother Wang. I’ll return it to you after reading it.” Taking the book and returning to the bluestone stall, Chen Laodao couldn't wait to come over. Seeing that old face, Luo Chen smiled slightly and said, "You want to tell me how good the business is lately?" “No, I want to tell you, remember to pay back the money!” "Well!" Luo Chen was greatly shocked. Just now he thought there were many good people in the world of immortality. However, after he laid out the elixir, Chen Laodao still told him some good news. “There have been a lot of Taoist friends asking you about Zhongmiaowan recently, and you’re about to lose it!” (End of this chapter)
