One thousand two hundred low-grade spiritual stones!
This was the warmth given to him by those kind-hearted people.
Duanduan was a huge sum of money, and he could even buy six bottles of Huachen Pill.
Coupled with the account recovered yesterday and the original savings, Luo Chen's spiritual stones exceeded the two thousand mark for the first time!
"I'm considered quite wealthy now!"
He has a fixed savings of more than 2,000, high-grade offensive magic weapons including soul-breaking nails, spears, ice and snow flying swords, defensive robes taken off by talented people, and a four-symbol cauldron with many functions.
Even if you don't count the jade sword, the white board, the bell and other medium-grade magic weapons.
Luo Chen's net worth is considered to be among the best among the monks in the late stage of Qi Refining.
But thinking about the origin of these things, Luo Chen felt a little pained.
Except for the Four-Elephant Cauldron and the collected wool from Mi Shuhua, the other items are just...
"My realm is all dependent on taking drugs, and my magic weapon is all dependent on the warmth provided by others. Am I not working hard enough?"
Luo Chen murmured in his heart, facing these many magic weapons, Luo Chen felt a little embarrassed for a while.
There are a lot of good things in it, but the more magic weapons the better.
Low-level monks often specialize in a few magical weapons.
Firstly, his spiritual power is limited, and secondly, he lacks spiritual awareness and cannot control many magic weapons.
In the battle in the grove yesterday, he seemed to have many methods, but in fact, most of them relied on various spells.
The only magical weapons that are actually used are the middle-grade jade sword and the top-grade Four Elephant Cauldron.
Even so, after a big battle, most of his spiritual energy was consumed.
Therefore, what Luo Chen needs to consider now is to select the few that suit him best from the many magical weapons on his body, and then arrange and combine them to form a new fighting style.
"The yard is too small for experiments."
"For this matter, we need to find an open place."
Luo Chen first abandoned the Law Trial Palace in Luofeng Mountain because the fees there were too expensive.
It seems that we have to practice magic weapons in the primeval forest behind Xieyue Valley!
Hey, what does it smell like?
A bitter smell drifted in along the crack in the door.
Luo Chen opened the door and discovered that someone was brewing medicine in the yard.
"It's Sister Xia. You haven't gone to work at this time?"
Feng Xia opened her mouth, but did not say the reason.
Luo Chen yawned and squatted down beside him, his eyes falling on the medicine stove.
"This is medicine for healing, right? Is anyone injured?"
"It's a short paragraph."
Feng Xia's voice was very hoarse, which was related to her early work in drug testing at Baicaotang. Even though her voice was cured later, it still left serious sequelae.
She said in a calm tone: "It's been five or six days!"
Luo Chen was surprised and said: "Have you been injured for so long? What's going on?"
"On the Taoist forum, swords have no eyes. Now in the harsh winter, some casual cultivators have gone crazy and will do anything to win."
Feng Xia glanced at the east wing, sighed and said, "In order to keep his place in the top three in Qi refining last month, Xiao Duan had a real fight with a casual cultivator from Snow Lotus Workshop. In the end, one died and the other was injured."
Is Duan Feng so strong?
Luo Chen heard Qin Liangchen comment before that Duan Feng was slightly weaker than he was at his peak.
Now he can actually be ranked among the top three in Dahefang during the entire Qi refining period?
The current strength of Dahefang's casual cultivators is no longer the same as before.
Originally, this group of casual cultivators were very powerful because they often fought against monsters, and they became even stronger after being honed on the forum.
Even Wang Yuan, because he has not participated in the war for a long time, has now dropped to a ranking outside of fifty.
Duan Feng unexpectedly made it into the top three.
Luo Chen sighed with emotion and asked in confusion: "Didn't it mean that in normal battles, there would be foundation-building monks as referees to avoid death?"
"There are only a few foundations in the sword pavilion?"
After Feng Xia's explanation, Luo Chen realized that the current Dao Forum competition was different from the past.
In winter, more and more monks participated in the competition. After careful selection every day, the schedule was full.
There were only a few foundation-building monks left behind in the Jade Cauldron Sword Pavilion.
There are so many shows that I can’t watch them every day.
Therefore, most of the time, low-level monks from the Jade Cauldron of the law enforcement team are responsible for judging penalties.
Low-level Jade Cauldron monks, to put it bluntly, are also in the Qi refining stage.
At the critical moment, it may not be possible to stop the two people who are really hot.
In the past month, many monks have died due to being unable to hold back their hands during competitions.
It is even said that this situation was fueled by Jiange.
The more intense the battle, the more people will watch and place bets.
The match between Duan Feng and Duan Feng was supposed to be the focus of the match, but the first and second battles were temporarily added to the previous match. Therefore, after the foundation-building monk supervised it, someone else was appointed as the referee.
The final result was one death and one injury.
The casual cultivator from Xuelianfang died and Duan Feng was seriously injured.
Even the others were carried back by Jiange monks, which shows how badly they were injured.
"The internal organs were displaced, the bones were broken in many places, and there were thirteen large and small wounds on the body."
"These are all fine. The most serious thing is that the cold air entered the body, which hindered Xiao Duan's use of spiritual power to heal his injuries."
"Also, the meridians have been severely damaged. If they are not taken care of early, I am afraid it will affect future foundation building."
Feng Xia looked at the east wing with pity, her hoarse voice seemed not to be afraid of the people inside hearing it.
She shook her head, "I discovered it two days ago. I took advantage of my free time to help him boil some medicine. But these methods of mine can only help him partially recover from his injuries. The most fatal cold air needs to be consumed by himself. .As for the meridians being injured..."
She didn't finish the rest of the words.
All elixirs that can treat the Dantian and meridians are extremely expensive.
With Duan Feng's habit of fighting all the time and constantly improving his cultivation, he probably doesn't have any savings to buy these medicines.
Luo Chen was silent for a while and stood up.
"I'll go see him!"
Pushing open the door, a wave of coldness hit my face.
It's actually colder inside the house than outside!
There was a bright red stove burning in front of Mingming's bed.
Luo Chen looked over and found that Duan Feng was not asleep, but had his eyes open and stared at the beams of the room aimlessly.
He walked to the side, looked at Duan Feng, and couldn't help but sigh.
"You are obviously very good at repairing magic weapons and you can make a living by running a small stall. Why do you have to go to the Taoist forum every day to fight for life and death?"
"I've told you before that you can't walk by the river without getting your shoes wet."
"If you don't lose this time, someone will always find out the details in the future."
He had listened very carefully just now. The monk from Snow Lotus Square who took the initiative to challenge Duan Feng had prepared three methods against Duan Feng.
The victory in the end was entirely due to Duan Feng risking his life and dying together at all costs in order to maintain his ranking.
For this reason, Duan Feng and his high-grade flying sword were damaged.
Listening to Luo Chen's ramble, Duan Feng's dull eyes finally became a little angry.
He moved his lips and said softly.
"You're annoying!"
"Tsk, good intentions are just like a donkey's liver and lungs, who cares about you!"
Luo Chen spit, turned around and left the room.
Feng Xia stood at the door, looking unbearable.
Suddenly, a medicine bottle was handed to her.
"This is a pulse-replenishing liquid. It is specially used by Foundation Establishment monks to repair damage to the meridians. The effect is excellent."
"I've used 80% of it, and there's still a little left. Pour a drop every day, mix it with water and give it to him to drink!"
Feng Xia looked at the medicine bottle in surprise.
She works in Baicao Pavilion all year round, next to the Spiritual Medicine Pavilion, so she naturally knows how valuable the pulse-replenishing liquid is.
This small bottle is worth at least three hundred spirit stones.
Moreover, it is only used by foundation-building monks, and the quality will only be better. I am afraid it is the kind of good medicine that only costs 500 spiritual stones per bottle.
"This is too expensive!"
"The person is gone, so why is it valuable?" Luo Chen curled his lips, "And even if there is only a little bit left, it may not be able to cure him completely. Just use it! Remember not to waste it. After you use it, swish the bottle with water. It’s more or less effective.”
After saying that, he ignored the slight movement in the room and turned back to his room.
To be honest, he was actually very tired.
There was a one-on-three battle yesterday, and Lu Huaiben was interrogated overnight. Today, he hastily returned to the city to deal with a lot of things.
Even though his spiritual foundation is deep, he can't stand it now.
When I got home, I lit the stove, wrapped myself in a thick quilt and fell asleep.
…
When I woke up, it was already evening.
Lying on the bed, Luo Chen saw snowflakes falling from the sky through the skylight.
Then, because of the heat in the house, it melted on the glass skylight, forming fog.
A month of hard training and a month of alchemy may sound easy, but in fact I am almost exhausted.
Today's sleep at home made Luo Chen completely relaxed.
When his ears twitched, he stood up, put on his shoes, put on the plush coat made of white fox fur, and walked out of the house.
"Sister Xia, I asked shopkeeper Liu and he said no."
"Now that Baicao Hall is no longer under his control, he can't speak."
"These foundation-building monks are so cruel! You have done so many years for Baicao Hall, and your voice is broken. Now that a new shopkeeper has come, he just wants you to leave. There is no human touch at all."
"To be honest, I almost want to leave."
…
…
"Don't leave."
"There are more high-level casual cultivators now than before. You are leaving. Where can you find such a good job?"
"I still have some savings, so I will have no problem surviving this winter."
"If it doesn't work, I'll find Sister Qinglian to see if there is still a shortage of people from the Poshan Gang."
In the yard, Feng Xia spoke hoarsely, and Bai Meiling sat next to her with an unhappy look on her face.
Luo Chen just listened for a short while and roughly guessed the general situation.
Those large sect shops have a ten-year rotation tradition, so the foundation building shopkeeper of the Spiritual Medicine Pavilion was transferred back.
Shopkeeper Liu of Baicaotang is old and familiar with the situation here, so he did not return to Yaowang Sect and stayed in Dahefang.
However, the Yaowang Sect also gave him a benefit and transferred him from the Baicao Hall to the Spiritual Medicine Pavilion.
Although they belong to the same business, the interests of the two shops are very different.
Shopkeeper Liu has benefited a lot, so naturally he won't point fingers at Baicaotang's newcomers to build the foundation.
As for the new one who is building a foundation, he either wants to establish his authority or is eager to cultivate himself.
As soon as he took office, many old employees were fired.
A female cultivator like Feng Xia with an average appearance and a damaged throat was the first target of his elimination.
No wonder Feng Xia was free recently and didn't go to work.
It turns out he is unemployed!
Luo Chen didn't know what to say. He also wanted to have a game tonight and have everyone have a meal together, and at the same time, he could completely relax his tense mood.
Just when he was hesitating to give up the idea of having a dinner tonight, Qin Liangchen and the others came back.
The first time, Gu Caiyi approached Luo Chen nervously.
"I heard that you met Jie Xiu when you went home yesterday?"
After counting the number of elixirs yesterday, Sikong Shoujia took people to various shops to deliver elixirs, and she stayed in the elixir hall.
Sikong Shoujia secretly told her about Luo Chen's attack when he came back at noon today.
Although Luo Chen hunted down Lu Huaiben in broad daylight.
But at that time, he was carrying a big cauldron, and his face was covered by four-color tassels, so most of the casual cultivators in the outer city didn't know who was so popular.
This matter can be kept hidden for now.
After all, the true master of the ninth level of Qi Refining has not been caught yet, and it would be embarrassing to tell anyone about it.
At this moment, not only Gu Caiyi, but also Qin Liangchen and his wife, Feng Xia, Bai Meiling and others were also looking at Luo Chen.
Concern, surprise, curiosity, all kinds of emotions, to name a few.
Luo Chen smiled bitterly, "Yes, everyone seems to be having a hard time recently."
As soon as these words came out, Feng Xia's face darkened.
Luo Chen was attacked, Duan Feng was injured, and the job she relied on for a living was gone.
Somehow, the people in the yard have indeed been a little unlucky recently.
"Are you okay then?" Gu Caiyi looked at Luo Chen with some hesitation.
Of course, Luo Chen was fine, so he just laughed and ignored the matter.
He didn't want to talk too carefully, lest everyone worry.
Upon seeing this, Murong Qinglian suggested that everyone have a meal together in the evening and she would cook.
Everyone is free to do anything.
Soon, with the concerted efforts of everyone, a sumptuous dinner was served at Qin's house.
At the dinner table, Bai Meiling talked about how domineering the new foundation-building monks from Baicao Hall were. They not only fired the old employees, but also planned to reduce the salaries of others.
Qin Liangchen also scolded Mi Shuhua, scolding him for not paying attention to Luo Chen and only sending two people to protect Luo Chen.
Murong Qinglian asked Feng Xia seriously and carefully about her future plans.
"If that doesn't work, come to the medicine hall!"
"You are very familiar with the habits of various herbal medicines. I guarantee that it will be no problem for the medicine hall to give you a basic salary."
Feng Xia decided to agree without much hesitation.
But at the critical moment, Luo Chen stopped him.
"I want to start a small business, and I need a careful and trustworthy person to help me take care of it, and it's best not to be a member of the Poshan Gang."
"Sister Xia is very good, why don't you come and help me!"
"And to be honest, the treatment given to the cultivators below at the various halls of the Poshan Gang is generally low. Sister Xia is a bit overqualified when she goes to the medicine hall."
This is beautifully said.
He is careful and trustworthy, and at the end he says "overkill is overkill."
Especially in his words, it was revealed that he would be treated very well.
Feng Xia's heart suddenly moved.
Not only her, but others were also curious about Luo Chen's small business.
They also know about Chenyue Food Stall, and they really make a lot of money every month.
How long has it been since Luo Chen started a new business?
Luo Chen didn't hold back and said it directly.
"milk tea?"
…
"Is this the milk tea you're talking about?"
The next day, in addition to the bitter medicinal smell, the yard was also filled with the rich smell of milk and the faint smell of tea.
There were only three people in the yard, Luo Chen, Feng Xia and Qin Liangchen who had nothing to do.
"Yes, you try it! By the way, give me a review so I can improve the formula."
"Okay, it shouldn't kill me."
Qin Liangchen smiled and took a sip of milk tea, then frowned.
"The taste is a bit weird, too fishy."
"Is it fishy?"
"Yes, you must be using the cow's milk! It smells very fragrant, but usually no one drinks it."
After hearing this comment, Luo Chen thought for a while, took out his notebook and started writing and drawing.
After a while, an improved formula was released.
According to the new formula, Luo Chen called Dongfang Liang and asked him to buy some more animal milk.
However, in the yard, he also tried to use various medicinal materials to neutralize the strong smell of the monster milk.
But the effect was never good. Qin Liangchen, who was trying the drink, was very excited at the beginning, but gradually turned blue in the end.
"Try it again, this time with Fuzhulu's milk, it will definitely taste much better."
Before Luo Chen handed over the cup, he heated the milk tea with a weak fireball.
Qin Liangchen took a deep breath and drank the newly prepared milk tea.
After drinking it, his expression became obviously weird.
"You haven't diluted this milk, right?"
Luo Chen explained on the side: "Fuzhulu is the gentlest among the first-order monsters, but the milk taste is too bland. And I wanted to use the name Fuzhulu milk, so I retained some of the original flavor and medicinal materials. Very little is used. Lingcha is too expensive, so in order to save costs, I just use less."
Qin Liangchen frowned and asked softly, "Did you do it on purpose or accidentally?"
Luo Chen raised his chest and said proudly: "I did it on purpose. How about it? It tastes good!"
"Asshole, don't you know that if you drink the milk of Taoist deer without diluting it, even a monk won't be able to withstand it?"
After saying that, he stood up with his sword and rushed straight out of the courtyard!
Luo Chen was confused, what's going on?
Feng Xia stood next to her with a strange look on her face, "My husband, Zhulu, uses fenugreek as food. The main function of that herb is to relax the intestines and relieve constipation. Its medicinal properties are very strong and cannot be suppressed by any monk in the Qi refining stage. Long-term use of fenugreek The deer milk squeezed out by deer naturally has the effect of moistening the intestines and laxatives."
Luo Chen opened his mouth slightly and stared blankly at the cup of milk tea in his hand.
It seems that there is still a long way to go to research new milk tea recipes!
When Qin Liangchen returned to the courtyard with a happy face, his expression changed instantly when he saw another cup of milk tea handed over by Luo Chen.
"Brother, it's time for tea!"
"Get out of here!"
(End of chapter)
