"The Qi reaches the sky, and the intention guards the heart. What is the meaning of this?"
"The effect of the Qi Nourishing Pill is getting worse and worse. Should I switch to taking the Dust Transformation Pill?"
"Tsk, tsk, the monkey I met the day before yesterday was able to speak human words. He was obviously only at the first level. I'm afraid he ate a Tongyu grass. The Tongyu grass is worth five hundred spirit stones. It was really a waste for that beast."
In the Haoyue Hall, a group of monks were sitting in four directions.
Before everyone arrived, they were chatting with each other.
Either to practice and communicate, or to share recent experiences.
This kind of atmosphere is rarely encountered by casual cultivators.
It is also found in some sect families. Now that the Poshan Gang has been in business for a hundred years, this kind of atmosphere has gradually begun to develop.
While they were communicating, there was a burst of laughter from outside the door.
"Fellow Taoists, Xiao Luo is not too late!"
With hearty laughter, a handsome and tall man stepped in.
Perhaps because he has been holding a scroll in his hands recently, or because he has been refining elixirs all year round, that face looks quite elegant against the background of the moon-white Taoist robe.
Behind Luo Chen were Sikong Shoujia and Gu Caiyi who were following suit.
The two of them followed closely like bodyguards and stepped into the Haoyue Hall.
Mi Shuhua, who was at the top of the list, opened his eyes and nodded to him.
Luo Chen also nodded and sat on the chair closest to the door and at the end.
Gu Caiyi stood behind him obediently.
However, Sikong Shoujia sat at the front, second only to Mi Shuhua.
Looking at Luo Wudi, Zeng asked, Zhang Shicong and others, Luo Chen blinked at Wang Yuan.
"Now that everyone is here, let's start this month's gang!"
Mi Shuhua said, and then looked in Luo Wudi's direction.
As the head of the three war halls, Luo Wudi has the authority to speak on behalf of Zeng Wen and Yang Wei.
"Last month's loss of income has been recorded in the Hall of Honors, so I won't say more. I will only say one thing!"
"There is an extra gang in Dahefang, and they have begun to encroach on our interests."
"It is up to the gang leader to decide our attitude towards this gang."
Mi Shuhua pondered for a long time and said slowly: "You are talking about Xuan Yiji, right?"
"The gang leader knows?" Luo Wudi raised his eyebrows.
Mi Shuhua nodded, "This gang was established by the Duan family and the Nangong family together with three other foundation-building families."
Five foundation-building families!
After hearing this, everyone raised their heads.
"Xuan Yihui does not recruit many casual cultivators, mainly the children of the five foundation-building families. The establishment of a gang also gives the children of these families an opportunity to enter the mountains for combat trials."
"That's it for other mountain ranges. If you encounter them in the Guyuan Mountains, try not to conflict with them."
"On the contrary, if they hunt monsters, you can buy them directly at a low price. If they don't want to, forget it."
After saying this, everyone felt at ease.
The children of the family are different from the casual cultivators. Although they also value resources, they are far less competitive than the casual cultivators.
On the contrary, sometimes they kill monsters just to hone their fighting skills.
As for the misappropriation of interests mentioned by Luo Wudi, it was actually just some minor friction.
In Mi Shuhua's opinion, it's not worth mentioning, as long as it doesn't make a big fuss.
Moreover, there are other gangs outside, which will make the monks of the Poshan Gang more cohesive, and they will be more united in their daily actions.
"The revenue of Beast Hall this month is not as good as last month. Ke Yuelin, what's going on over there?"
The person who asked the question was not Mi Shuhua, but Mi Junping.
Ke Yuelin's face was gloomy, "A demonic roc flew out of nowhere and took away a few white sheep. It also broke a hole in the animal farm, causing a group of untamed black swine to escape."
The Poshan Gang's animal farm was established in a large canyon outside the Guyuan Mountains. The main domesticated animals are white sheep and black swine, and there are also some small-scale cattle, Qingshan foxes, and deer.
Normally, Poshan Gang monks would hunt down live monsters, and if they were worth taming, they would put them in the animal farm.
For example, Qin Liangchen and his wife's Lingyu Lake is also managed by the zoo.
It can be said that the income of the animal farm is only lower than that of the three battle halls and the medicine hall.
It is much stronger than the Mine Hall and the newly established Jiao Hall and Dan Hall.
Moreover, a place like this can accommodate many casual cultivators with low level and no fighting ability.
Hearing what he said, Mi Shuhua couldn't blame him.
After asking about it, I learned that it was just a first-level demon roc, so I said I would find some time to decorate it.
Next, the mine hall, medicine hall and even Wang Yuan's Jiao Hall all reported the corresponding situation.
Among them, there were heavy casualties in the mine hall.
The reason was that a nest of demon snakes was dug up in a mine tunnel, and most of the monks died on the spot.
It seems that mining has been a dangerous thing since ancient times!
Finally, it was Dantang’s turn.
Under the gaze of everyone, Luo Chen shrugged.
"What do you want me to do? I am only responsible for refining elixirs, purchasing raw materials, and selling elixirs. Elder Sikong and Xuantang are responsible for this."
When he said this, everyone had no choice but to focus on the other two people.
Sikong Shoujia's face was stiff, "I'll be honest, there are too many people in the 30-person alchemy protection team, and the alchemy hall can't afford their salaries at the moment."
The implication is that he doesn't want to care about what those people eat and drink.
Mi Shuhua shook his head, "There is no need to remove them. We can let those people do their original work in their free time. But this number cannot be reduced, and it may increase in the future."
Sikong Shoujia was helpless. With this group of people here, the spiritual stones he received every month would be much less.
"Luo Chen, the Alchemy Hall lost thousands of spiritual stones last month. As the master of the Alchemy Hall, you must give me an explanation!"
Mi Junping stared at Luo Chen, her face filled with frost.
Luo Chen had a black question mark on his face, "What's your explanation? I was refining elixirs as part of my duty, and I sold all the ones I made to you. Why don't you ask me if you're at a loss?"
"By the way, you haven't given me last month's dividend yet."
Mi Junping gritted her teeth and said: "You have lost so much, do you still have the face to pay dividends?"
Luo Chen put away his cynical expression and said seriously: "It was agreed at the beginning that my dividend would be for a single pill, after deducting the cost of raw materials and part of the monk's monthly salary. The loss last month was not due to Zhongmiao Pill. , and on the chalcedony elixir.”
"If you have any objections, then I can stop refining Chalcedony Pills from now on and focus on Zhongmiao Pills."
Hearing this, Mi Junping hesitated.
Zhongmiaowan can indeed earn spiritual stones. Although it is not much, it is still a profit.
But just when she hesitated, Mi Shuhua's voice sounded, plain but firm.
"no!"
"You must practice the Chalcedony Pill, and you must invest more in it, striving to refine more and better-grade ones!"
He looked at Luo Chen quietly, "From now on, you can even stop practicing Zhongmiao Pill and focus on refining Chalcedony Pill. The gang will give you the greatest support!"
"Dad, but..."
"Shut up!"
After glaring at Mi Junping, Mi Shuhua forced a smile.
"Luo Chen, please give me an accurate answer. How long will it take to steadily increase the elixir production rate and even refine a middle-grade chalcedony elixir?"
After a month of observation, Mi Shuhua has determined that low-grade chalcedony pills cannot earn many spiritual stones at all.
Even because of the elixir formation rate, the cost has greatly increased.
Last month, Luo Chen made a chalcedony pill and sold it, but he lost money!
A furnace of raw materials costs five spiritual stones, and a bottle of chalcedony pill sells for ten spiritual stones.
However, it takes ten furnaces to produce a little more than one bottle. Everyone can calculate this account.
The Poshan Gang is at a huge loss!
The only way to avoid losing money is to increase the elixir production rate and upgrade the elixir to higher quality.
If it were a medium-grade chalcedony pill, one bottle could be sold for 40 or 50 spiritual stones.
If casual cultivators can’t afford it, they can sell it in bulk!
Even if it is a low-grade chalcedony pill, if Luo Chen can increase the pill success rate to more than half, it can barely be maintained.
Facing Mi Shuhua's gaze, there was a sense of foundation-building coercion.
Luo Chen was a little uncomfortable, but as he stayed in this world of intrigues and interests-first cultivation for a long time, he became more and more accustomed to his role.
He even showed his proper reaction in various situations.
With his facial muscles under control, Luo Chen smiled helplessly.
"Gang Leader, it's not that I don't try my best. It's really something like alchemy that cannot be forced and requires a lot of experience."
"I know this, so you failed so many times before, and I never blamed you."
"Besides, my cultivation level is too low to cope with long-term alchemy refining."
"Every month, I will give you another bottle of Qi Nourishing Pill."
Um?
Is there such a good thing?
Luo Chen's heart skipped a beat, but his expression remained unchanged.
He shook his head bitterly, "It's not about the elixir, but some confusion in practice. Xiao Luo, there really is no one to guide me!"
When he said this, everyone immediately understood.
Both of us are casual practitioners, and there are many confusions on the way to practice.
But apart from occasional gatherings, few people can answer their own questions.
Moreover, even when discussing Taoism among monks, there are many reservations.
Luo Chen said tentatively: "I don't know if the gang leader has any corresponding experience in this regard. If you can give me some advice, it will probably be of great help in refining the chalcedony pill."
Mi Shuhua hesitated for a while, and finally his eyes fell on Mi Junping.
"Ping'er, give that jade slip to Luo Chen!"
Mi Junping was stunned for a moment, knowing that she could not disobey her father.
He had no choice but to cruelly take out a jade slip from his storage bag and throw it to Luo Chen.
As soon as the jade slip was obtained, Luo Chen tried to check it, but there was no response at all when the spiritual power was injected into it.
"This is a jade slip that can only be made by Foundation Establishment monks. It requires spiritual awareness to view. Your spiritual awareness cannot be released yet. Just stick it to your forehead and you can browse it."
Mi Shuhua's voice rang in his ears.
Luo Chen suddenly realized it and quickly put it on his forehead.
"Experiences of Qi Refining", written by Mi Shuhua.
This small jade slip actually contains Mi Shuhua's lifelong cultivation experience from the early stage of Qi refining to the late stage of Qi refining.
And there was almost nothing hidden. Just some records in the early stages of Qi refining made Luo Chen feel suddenly.
Since he was in a meeting, Luo Chen just browsed a little bit and then put it away carefully.
Others were envious when they saw this scene.
Some people even secretly asked, "Is this Luo Chen really not Mi Shuhua's illegitimate son?"
So good to him too!
If Luo Chen knew this idea, he would only sneer.
I, Luo, have been wandering all my life, and have never met the Lord of the Ming Dynasty.
If Mi Shuhua didn't dislike it, he wouldn't mind recognizing him as a foster father.
Then, pick him off hard!
As the meeting drew to a close, Mi Shuhua dropped some news.
"When winter comes, Dahefang will hold a large-scale auction as usual."
"I have a few places here. If you want to go, you can tell me."
Auction!
That is a place where countless good things will appear. Many monks in the Qi Refining Stage may not be able to participate in a large-scale auction in their lifetime.
As soon as this statement came out, many people were moved.
Luo Chen's eyes also lit up!
…
…
After the meeting, Luo Chen approached Mi Junping.
From the other party, he received five bottles of Qi-nourishing pills, a box of calming incense, and 750 spiritual stones as a bonus.
At that time, Mi Junping looked very unhappy.
Even when she was practicing, she had never enjoyed such treatment. Her father treated Luo Chen better than he treated her, his own daughter.
She even doubted whether Luo Chen was her half-brother.
Luo Chen doesn't care about this.
He shed blood for the Poshan Gang (the skin was broken when he knocked it out on the alchemy furnace when refining the elixir), and he did his best for Mi Shuhua. He deserves all these!
After happily putting the things into the storage bag, Luo Chen invited Gu Caiyi to go back to the inner city and start cleaning up.
It’s a new month, and it’s time to purchase medicinal materials for Peiyuan Spiritual Liquid.
A box of soothing incense can only be used for twelve days, and you have to pay for it separately.
After a lot of shopping, my wallet, which had finally grown up before, suddenly became deflated again.
There are only 700 spiritual stone deposits left.
But everything is worth it. Only by increasing your power in this way can you make brave progress on the road of spiritual practice.
The resources have been prepared, and Luo Chen is looking forward to the scene in the late stage of Qi refining in one month!
…
In the open-air courtyard, a copper pot was set up, bubbling on the stove.
Luo Chen is here to treat us today.
Somehow, after Fu Xiuxiu left, Luo Chen took over the other party's job of uniting the neighbors.
Every month, invite everyone to have a meal together to promote harmonious relations among neighbors!
Only this time, other people more or less contributed some ingredients.
Qin Liangchen was the most generous person and directly brought a piece of mutton with one horn over.
It is said that this kind of monster is different from ordinary green goats in that it is violent and powerful.
Its strength is calculated based on the horns on its head. The first level is single horn, and the second level is double horn.
If the first born has four horns, it can become a genuine beast emperor, the Yuanyuan Emperor Sheep.
Thanks to Luo Chen's superb knife skills, everyone ate hot boiled mutton on this slightly cool autumn night.
"Dahefang is really different now. Who dared to hunt the one-horned sheep in the past? This is a strong one among the first-order monsters."
"Who says it's not the case? Those powerful men whose names are on the list of geniuses not only fight against human monks on the forum, but also often go into the mountains to temper themselves."
"I don't know if they want immortality or if they like to fight."
"Maybe they all have their own reasons!"
The neighbors chatted, and Luo Chen also learned about some of the recent changes in Dahefang from these chats.
For example, the most famous people on the list of Dahe Tianjiao are almost all the children of the nearby foundation-building families.
When they compete on stage, it not only involves their respective paths, but also represents the prestige of their families.
If someone remains undefeated for a long time, his family can become more famous and take the lead in some cooperation, business struggles, or turf battles.
Luo Chen curiously asked about the follow-up news about the death of the late-stage foundation-building monk in Ailao Mountain.
But no one can give an accurate answer.
Qin Liangchen and his wife said that the matter would be settled.
Through some friends in Tianxiang Tower, Gu Caiyi found out that the Jindan master from Ailao Mountain had returned to the clan angrily.
However, Bai Meiling said that the Supreme Elder of Ailao Mountain went to the Jade Cauldron Sword Sect and raised an army to investigate the crime.
This last piece of news is the most believable, but also the most ridiculous.
It is reasonable to approach the Jade Cauldron Sword Sect for questioning, but you are only a Jindan Sect in Ailao Mountain, so how can you dare to provoke the Yuanying Sect?
Therefore, Luo Chen did not get accurate information.
He didn't take it to heart. After all, things involving the Foundation Building Pill and even the Nascent Soul Sect had nothing to do with his life.
While chatting, the door of the house was pushed open.
The man with an eyebrow as sharp as a sword walked straight into the courtyard.
Perhaps he had never seen this kind of scene of mutton being cooked around a stove, so he was quite hesitant for a moment.
Have you entered the wrong yard?
This is not a place where immortal cultivators live, but a secular farmhouse?
The others looked at Duan Feng, wondering how to talk to him, but Luo Chen had already stood up.
"Fellow Daoist Duan, you are coming back so late!"
"Come on, come on, sit down and have a bite, and get to know the other neighbors!"
Luo Chen not only said it, but also took action and forced Duan Feng to sit down.
Duan Feng was a little uncomfortable. He, who had always spoken coldly, felt like he was sitting there on pins and needles.
Under Luo Chen's introduction, the others got to know Duan Feng one by one. Duan Feng did not pretend to be aloof and simply informed his family.
"Try this mutton. This is a one-horned Sheep sheep. Brother Qin bought it specially."
"I know, I killed this sheep."
"Well?"
Everyone's chopsticks paused, and Duan Feng didn't notice anything.
"If you bought it at the butcher shop in the west of the city, it should be the one I killed."
Qin Liangchen nodded, he indeed bought it at the butcher shop in the west of the city.
The atmosphere became cold for a while, but soon became lively again under Luo Chen's greeting.
"Brother Duan is very strong. He can even kill a one-horned sheep."
"Last time I saw it, you were ranked 19th on the list of geniuses. You are really powerful!"
"It's now fifteen."
"Um?"
Luo Chen froze for a moment and then started chatting with the other party casually.
After several contacts, he finally discovered it.
This new neighbor named Duan Feng only looks aloof and cold on the surface.
In fact, he is a cold-hearted guy.
He can say thank you and will not forcibly reject other people's kindness. After getting to know each other, he can even have a conversation, although he often chokes people.
Such people are actually very suitable to be friends.
He usually looks indifferent, but at critical moments he will help without hesitation.
Of course, judging a person's character cannot be achieved by just two or three exchanges.
However, Duan Feng felt a little embarrassed after spending a while cooking mutton.
He went into his house and took out a few eggs.
Even when closing the door, everyone heard a cock crow.
"What is this?" Qin Liangchen was dubious and spit out a name, "Yangwu Egg?"
Duan Feng hummed, washed the eggs, and threw them into the copper pot.
Qin Liangchen and Murong Qinglian looked at each other and smacked their lips.
"This is a good thing. It is said that one spirit stone and one egg will cost you a lot of money."
"It doesn't matter. That Yangwu chicken is a legacy left to me by my mother. I can only eat one egg a day."
Duan Feng's tone was normal, but Luo Chen was a little stunned.
Isn't that chicken a rooster?
It crows every morning!
Why can my chicken brother still lay eggs?
However, Luo Chen still has to praise Duan Feng for his generosity.
When he first attended the dinner party, he was a prostitute for free and nothing came out of it.
Sure enough, honest people have thin skin.
Then, when he ate the Yangwu eggs, he felt they were even more delicious. These were eggs laid by my chicken brother.
Murong Qinglian and Feng Xia took care of the aftermath of the dinner party.
Gu Caiyi held hands at the side, her eyes fell on the three men drinking and chatting over there, and sighed softly.
"I thought that after Fu Xiuxiu left, the tradition of gatherings in the courtyard would disappear."
"Unexpectedly, it was Luo Chen who continued it."
Murong Qinglian pushed her hanging hair behind her back and smiled tenderly.
"Ronaldinho is like this. He usually seems to be laughing and joking, but he is actually very sensitive. He probably likes the simple atmosphere in the yard and doesn't want to become a place like Poshan Gang that only cares about profit!"
Recalling the scene at the Haoyue Hall Gang today, Gu Caiyi could only remain silent.
The communication between monks is indeed too complicated.
No one is willing to give up interests, power, practice resources, and even opportunities, etc., and they always have to pay for every penny.
Therefore, it appears cold, naked, and even heartless.
In comparison, in their yard, although the neighbors are from all over the world, getting along with them is much simpler and more pure.
In the room, Luo Chen walked out of the copper stove.
He put on his clothes casually, his eyes were cold under his wet hair.
After all, the cultivation environment at home is not as good as the Spirit Vein Cave under Xianyue Valley.
Even with the Spiritual Liquid and Soothing Incense, the progress of practice in one night was not as good as in the cave.
"It seems that I have to find more excuses to stay in the Alchemy Hall."
(End of chapter)
