"Bougainvillea, ten copper coins one tael, five kilograms in total, eight hundred copper coins in total..."
"Fire-killing grass, ten plants for each spirit stone, three plants at a time, totaling thirty spirit drops..."
"One course of treatment requires one hundred kilograms of giant fish meat, and two hundred Ji Ling drops..."
"..."
In the side hall, Yang Zhen was leaning on the desk, calculating the prices of these medicinal herbs and monster meat one by one.
Now the side hall has almost become a place where he reads and writes, and no one cares what he does here.
After coming out of Zhao's medicine shop in the morning, he went to other medicine shops in Fang City, and then to a butcher's shop specializing in selling spirit animal meat. He always inquired about the price, and only asked if he wanted to buy it.
After wandering around for a whole morning, I basically got all the questions I needed to ask. Some mortal herbs that are not available in the city can also be bought in the county and the price is not high.
After some calculations, he calculated the approximate cost of each course of treatment:
In the first stage, the cost of three courses of treatment is not much different, each course of treatment is about five spiritual stones;
In the second stage, the more monster meat is needed, the more spiritual stones will be needed. The cost of three courses of treatment is thirty, forty, and fifty spiritual stones in order;
In the third stage, the cost doubled, with four courses of treatment costing around one hundred, one hundred and fifty, two hundred and three hundred spirit stones respectively.
By the time the mortal basics of this body-building technique were completed, the total cost would be as high as nine hundred spirit stones!
If it was a monk practicing, nine hundred spirit stones would be enough for a monk to reach perfection in his Qi training.
And this body training technique, after consuming so many spiritual stones in the mortal stage, the effect achieved is only the level of the middle stage of Qi training.
By comparison, this technique is really expensive! Unless you have a mine at home, you can sustain it.
Yang Zhen was very suspicious. His biological father would rather take the imperial examination than practice cultivation, probably because he didn't want to waste his money.
I am afraid that many of the descendants of the Yang family since the founding ancestor have only completed the second stage and stopped practicing.
Unless she can earn more spirit stones in the future, Yang Zhen only plans to practice to the second stage.
Although according to his current financial resources, if the more than 400 spiritual stones in his mother's hand are included, he can almost reach the final step.
But...he also has a little pet that eats spiritual stones!
When I went to the stone space last night, there were only fifteen spirit drops left, and just half of them were used.
Yang Zhen summarized Xiaocao's consumption of spirit drops these days and found that the order is 3, 1, 4, 1, 5, 1... This is basically a full meal and a slow meal, but the food intake is getting bigger and bigger. It's also obvious.
According to this rule, these spiritual drops can last for up to four days. After four days, this poor little guy will run out of food.
Therefore, in addition to practicing on his own, he also had to find a way to deduct some spiritual stones for this little guy.
How to do it? You have to think about this carefully...
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The martial arts performance field is deep in the back mountain. There are several flat areas of different sizes there, connected up and down, and it has become a place for everyone in the Zhao family to practice martial arts and magic.
This place is not too far away from the small courtyard where Yang Zhen first lived. When he and Cai Si came here, the sound of fighting "hehehehehe" could be heard from time to time.
Zhao Gui, who had been shopping with Yang Zhen in the morning, was also among them. He held a dagger and moved around a row of pillars. When he saw Yang Zhen, he said hello from a distance.
While chatting, Yang Zhen once asked him, do monks still need to practice mortal martial arts? Zhao Gui's answer is that he is not sure about the higher level, but the Qi training period is very necessary.
The biggest disadvantage of Qi Practitioners is their slow casting speed. Frequently, a monk would only use half of his defensive spells when a mortal warrior approaches in a flash. If the warrior had a sharp weapon in his hand at this time, the monk would probably be in danger.
Furthermore, mana is limited during the Qi training period. When the mana is exhausted, martial arts is the monk's last resort to save his life.
Therefore, any monk who needs to fight will more or less learn some martial arts.
Yang Zhen continued walking inside and reached the innermost venue, where Zhao Yue'er practiced martial arts.
This little girl is repeating the Wuyuan Step the day before yesterday. It can be seen that she is more skillful and dazzling here.
Seeing Yang Zhen and the others come in, the little girl raised her hand. Just as she was about to say hello, she heard a stern voice scolding: "Keep going! Don't stop for one breath!"
This is a middle-aged man in his forties, with a beard and a somewhat ferocious appearance. At this time, when people criticize, they look even more vicious.
Zhao Yue'er's mouth dropped, but she didn't resist and continued walking obediently.
After practicing for half a cup of tea, she heard a "stop" sound, and Zhao Yue'er suddenly ran over happily like a little squirrel escaping from the cage. Caiyun over there also came over to greet the two of them.
"Sister Caisi, I heard that you went to Fangshi to play in the morning?" Zhao Yuer took the towel from Caiyun and wiped her red face. She looked at Caisi with unconcealable envy in her eyes.
"Yes." Caisi was also teasing her: "The market is so fun. Young Master also bought me candied haws, which is made with spiritual honey and spiritual fruit. It's so sweet!"
"I want to eat too!" Yue'er looked at Yang Zhen angrily: "Brother Shitou, why don't you bring me a bunch?"
"I'm older than you, so I call you brother." Yang Zhen corrected again.
"Here we go again." Yue'er muttered dissatisfiedly. Suddenly she clapped her hands and shouted happily: "Come on, come on, let's compete. You can't hide this time!"
When did I escape? Seeing several people looking this way, Yang Zhen felt a little confused on her face. Isn't this nonsense? Do I need to avoid you?
"Madam said, the competition is to tell stories and do math problems." Yang Zhen replied shamelessly. He won't compete with Zhao Yue'er! Fight with a loli girl and win with no force!
Zhao Yue'er looked disdainful: "This is a martial arts training ground, where we compete in martial arts."
The two of them were chatting here when they heard a voice shouting: "Hey, that new baby...is talking about you, come here!"
It was the bearded man who spoke. He pointed at Yang Zhen and asked him to pass.
When Yang Zhen came to her side, she heard him continue: "Someone in the house told me that you will also learn martial arts from now on. In this case, let me see your skills first."
After speaking, he pointed to a black pillar a few steps away: "Punch this pillar with all your strength."
It was a pillar about the height of an adult and about a foot wide, shining with a metallic sheen.
Yang Zhen was furious. After this punch, do I still want my hand?
"Stop dawdling!" Seeing Yang Zhen's hesitation, the man urged impatiently.
Yang Zhen inhaled, clenched her fist, and swung it out... with about three points of force.
When his hand touched the pillar, he felt a suction force on his hand, as if it was hitting an extremely viscous liquid, and he could no longer swing his hand.
"Bah!" The man looked at Yang Zhen with a cold look: "Hesitant, greedy for life and afraid of death, worse than a girl!"
"Gather up your strength and punch me again. If you don't want to punch me, don't stay here!" the man yelled.
Yang Zhen didn't dare to be negligent this time, and she also alerted herself in her heart. It had only been two days of peaceful life, and her whole body was slacking off!
He took a deep breath, clenched his hands, and the veins on his right hand bulged, then shouted and hit the pillar!
