Chen Mo lost consciousness and fell into his cave in a daze. Two streams of blood trickled down his nostrils onto the ground, and soon formed a small pool of solidified blood.
He seemed to have had a long dream. In his dream, two mysterious balls of light, one black and one white, were constantly colliding fiercely. Every time they faced each other, the debris produced by the collision would It turned into a monstrous hurricane, sweeping and roaring in this void space.
Viewed from the perspective of the white ball of light, the black ball of light is a powerful foreign invader. Its volume is one-third larger than itself. If it had not occupied the favorable terrain of the space and blocked layers of obstacles, the white ball of light would have been invaded long ago. It was swallowed up neatly.
"Gululu..."
The black ball of light made a series of strange sounds, and its whole body flashed with gray light. In an instant, it split into hundreds of auras, which rushed towards the white ball of light, as if to completely assimilate it.
The white ball of light had no way to resist this, and could only adopt the stupidest way to defend. Soon, its sphere was stained with some gray spots.
Before it could make another move, a sword-like dawn light suddenly broke through the void, and the black ball of light quickly evacuated, disappearing into the dark depths.
Everything returned to silence, and the white ball of light began to silently repair the wounds caused by the battle. The soft power it exuded made Chen Mo slowly wake up.
"Ahem..."
Chen Mo subconsciously turned over and sat up, coughing out the remaining blood clots from his throat. He glanced around himself and remained silent for a long time.
Several months have passed since the sect competition. Chen Mo devoted himself to studying the Forgotten Land. The improved Bigu Pill came to a standstill. He was always holding on to a string. Under such circumstances, the black stone The first backlash came.
Chen Mo's internal organs seemed to have been displaced. The blood oozing out from the surface of his legs stained his robes black. He was frightened by the sight. The pain in his spiritual veins was unbearable. It was as painful as a knife when it ran. Come to think of it, I won't be able to use my spiritual power to a large extent within three days.
Twisting the dried blood with his hand, Chen Mo judged the fact that he had been unconscious for seven days, and couldn't help but smile bitterly. Fortunately, he saved his life by chance. If he died in the cave, he would have to wait to rot. Only then can he be discovered by other monks.
"I can't wait any longer to improve my cultivation. Even if it's only half developed, I have to take action! The first backlash from the black stone left me powerless to resist. If it's delayed until the next time, the consequences will be disastrous..."
Chen Mo took out a Bigu Pill from his storage bag and took it. He absentmindedly picked up the jade plate he had analyzed earlier and glanced at it. He sighed heavily, punched the table helplessly, and collected all the pills from everywhere. The jade slips of classics were scattered all over the place.
After reconfirming the authenticity of the Forgotten Land from the autobiographies written by the surviving monks of various sects and the stories passed down by cultivators, Chen Mo theoretically planned twelve A road leading to the core area.
The Forgotten Land is a huge circular terrain, which is briefly introduced in the classics. The outermost circle is the main wandering place for ghosts. Most of the rare herbs that grow here have been collected by the previous monks. There can't be any more good stuff.
Crossing the River of Death and entering the second inner ring of the Forgotten Land, it is the Extreme Flame area where foundation-building spiritual materials were discovered hundreds of years ago. The terrain here is complex and changeable, and there are countless extreme fire beasts living in groups. Three or five of them can fight with each other. A tie between a monk at the peak of Qi refining, if you really want to count, it is more terrifying than the ghosts wandering around the outside.
It is said that after the extreme inflammation area, there is the third inner ring, which is the core, but it is not specified in the classics, and Chen Mo does not know the specific situation.
"It's time to stop." Chen Mo muttered to himself, cleaned up his embarrassed appearance, and walked straight towards the direction of Miaodan Peak.
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After the competition, Chen Feng and Hu Yanzhuo returned to serve as apprentices under Elder Shen. In order to punish them for their poor progress during this period, Shen Mingyue paid special attention to them. When Chen Mo saw them, this The two unlucky guys haven't slept a wink for two days and one night.
"Where are Elder Shen and the sisters?"
Chen Mo looked around the alchemy shop but couldn't find them anywhere, so he asked the two busy people.
Hu Yanzhuo said: "At noon, the three of them went out together. I heard Jiang Yan said a few days ago that they seemed to be going to the market where mortals gather. The old lady... Elder Bu Shen... wanted to buy some silk clothes. "
"Then I'll just wait." Chen Mo nodded and immediately asked: "How do you feel? Are you adaptable here? If not, I will transfer you back to Baicao Garden."
"No need, Senior Brother Chen!" The two of them rushed to answer in unison. As soon as they finished speaking, they also realized that something was wrong, and their faces turned red.
Chen Mo understood everything as soon as he saw their expressions. He chuckled and said, "You two are good! You two have been flirting with each other for less than a year?"
"Hehe..." The two monks smiled shyly. Hu Yanzhuo was even more bold and asked Chen Mo: "Senior Brother Chen, please stop making fun of us. With your current status and cultivation, can you Isn’t there a female nun you like?”
After hearing this, Chen Mo said with a smile: "Maybe there was once, but now I just want to build the foundation as soon as possible, and I won't consider these things for the time being." After a pause, he continued: "Then I won't wait in the alchemy workshop, You should quickly condense the medicinal solution, and if you have anything you don’t understand, you can always ask.”
"Congratulations to Senior Brother Chen!"
The two of them saluted again. After Chen Mo left the place completely, Chen Feng punched Hu Yanzhuo angrily and said in a feint of anger: "You almost got me in trouble. Fortunately, Senior Brother Chen is in a good mood today, otherwise the two of us would have suffered." !”
Hu Yanzhuo said doubtfully: "Brother Chen, how do you say this?"
Chen Feng looked around warily and said in a very low voice: "Did you make a mistake? You went crazy and asked Senior Brother Chen's Taoist companion! Use your brain and think about it, why Senior Brother Chen can become a Taoist at such a young age? Deacon of the Medicine Garden? And Elder Shen never made a move against Senior Brother Chen, and the two of them chatted for hours?"
"You mean..." Hu Yanzhuo's eyes widened in disbelief.
"Hmph! What do you think?" Chen Feng rolled his eyes and said with a little envy: "But... this is also Senior Brother Chen's ability. He can be favored by the elders in the middle stage of foundation building and use her power to plot. itself....."
It was obvious that Chen Feng was led astray by Jiang Ying, the rumor spreader, and even misled Hu Yanzhuo. Things that were originally false were also spread.
On the other side, Chen Mo waited in the pavilion for two hours before the three belated women appeared in front of him.
Shen Mingyue was wearing a purple phoenix-tail night dance dress, with picturesque features and refined elegance. When she saw Chen Mo, she didn't look too surprised. She turned to the two Jiang sisters and said, "Let the two of them rest for a while."
"Chen Mo, come with me."
Still following the old rules, when she and Shen Mingyue arrived at the place where they often talked, she took the lead and said, "Tell me, do you have any new ideas this time?"
Chen Mo did not answer directly, but asked instead: "Elder Shen, how is the progress of improving Bigu Pill now?"
"Don't you know? One batch of 270 pills is not easy to store for a long time. It is still far from the four times you said." Shen Mingyue said doubtfully.
"Raise the price because the plan cannot keep up with the changes." Chen Mo said with a firm tone: "One batch of our improved Bigu Pill costs thirty-seven spiritual stones. If each pill sells for two spiritual stones, the profit at one time is five One hundred and four low-grade spiritual stones."
"Because we secretly improved the elixir recipe behind the sect's back, we handed it over to the Fuyun Sect at the rate of 140 spiritual stones per batch. In this way, we can earn 364 spiritual stones for each refinement."
"The sect can't always give it to us. Let's secretly save some black bigu pills for later use, not counting here. Elder, you can take care of three alchemy furnaces at the same time, twice a day, plus the disciple's two alchemy furnaces, plus once a day. On average, more than 2,900 low-grade spiritual stones are received every day!"
"When the disciples were establishing relationships, we had already agreed that we would account for 70% of the total profit. The remaining two thousand spirit stones will be divided into one share for the disciple and two shares for you, the elder. If we calculate this, Elder Shen's monthly income will be It’s floating around fifty thousand spiritual stones.”
After hearing this, Shen Mingyue waved her hand: "Okay, I'm confused now. Why don't you just tell me how many spirit stones I can get? But then again, are we going to refining them in large quantities today? , what should I do if I arouse the suspicion of Li?"
Chen Mo said: "First refine 10,000 pills. The disciples must scare them as soon as they strike. As for the Foundation Establishment Elder named Li, they are not afraid. The disciples sent their men to find out his details. They already know why he always does evil in secret and deliberately Please stop pestering me elder."
Elder Shen's eyes widened: "You still have such ability? Then what is the reason..."
...
"Disciple pays homage to Pavilion Master Zhang!"
A few days later, Chen Mo came to Wuyin Peak to meet with Zhang Siyuan. The latter enthusiastically invited him into the secret room again, and said with a smile: "Chen Chen came here this time, maybe he brought good news to tell this pavilion master." Can’t do it?”
"exactly."
Chen Mo smiled slightly and threw out the storage bag without saying a word. Five hundred porcelain bottles with red cloth stoppers were spread densely on the ground. Zhang Siyuan, who was used to seeing wind and rain, couldn't help but shrink his pupils.
This was exactly the visual impact that Chen Mo wanted. If it weren't too obvious, he would have considered what it would look like if each porcelain bottle contained only one Bigu Pill.
"I have long heard that Elder Shen has a withdrawn personality and rough skills, but when I saw him today, the rumors were indeed disproven. He is indeed an amazing talent who is good at forbearing!"
Zhang Siyuan casually revealed the identity of the person behind Chen Mo. Needless to say, he must have sent people to investigate Chen Mo's whereabouts during this period.
Chen Mo said without changing his expression: "The disciples will bring Pavilion Master Zhang's words of praise to Elder Shen intact. Now let's talk about Bigu Pill. It's what we agreed on before. Elder Shen accounts for 70%. Elder Fan and you A total of 30% of the profit will be shared, I wonder if Pavilion Master Zhang still remembers it?"
"Of course." Zhang Siyuan waved his hand and put away the batch of Bigu Pills, leaving a porcelain bottle to taste it himself: "The effect of the medicine is good, almost the same as the original one. As long as there is no problem with the Bigu Pills, I will hand over the rest." Give it to this pavilion master!"
Chen Mo interrupted him: "Pavilion Master Zhang, I need to ask you one more thing. The price of the Bigu Pill must be increased and changed to two spiritual stones per pill, so that we can make more money. I think this will be a big deal for the Pavilion Master." It’s not a problem, right?”
"Don't worry, Mr. Chen. I'll come here in seven days to pick up 20,000 spiritual stones!"
Zhang Siyuan laughed and patted Chen Mo's head to encourage him. He really wanted to cultivate such a sensible young man, who was much better than his disciples who only knew how to practice and kill!
As for how to sell it, whether to make it known to everyone or to quietly make a fortune, that is Pavilion Master Zhang’s own idea. If he ruins the Bigu Pill, he will not make a profit. It is related to his own interests. He does not need to remind Chen Mo, he knows what to do. what to do.
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Some people were happy and some were worried. After learning about the price increase of Bigu Pill, most of the monks expressed dissatisfaction and seemed to protest against the price increase.
Although the difference is only half a spirit stone, if you calculate it carefully, you have to pay three more spirit stones out of thin air in a month, and it is still the same as before.
After Zhang Siyuan discussed with the leader, he immediately approved the increase in the price of Bigu Pill. In response to the monks' protests, Leader Ding made a fuss and added an extra spiritual stone to the monthly reward. Only then did the dissatisfied public opinion gradually fade away. It disappeared.
Earning the spiritual stones from the alchemist's hands is the main source of the sect's operation. In a blink of an eye, another large amount of income has entered the sect's books.
"What the hell? The price of magic weapons has increased, the price of elixirs has increased, and Bigu Dan is also joining in the fun!"
"I can no longer afford Bigu Pill! I strongly demand that the original price of one and a half spiritual stones be restored!"
"Haha, if you don't buy it, the monks will buy it! There is no shortage of you..."
Even if they sold two spiritual stones and one grain, they still couldn't stop the monks' enthusiasm for buying. In just a few short hours, the Bigu Pills refined by Miaodan Peak were sold out again. As for those who didn't buy them, only I can now fill my stomach with steamed buns and porridge from the secular world as before.
However, in the early morning of the next day, sharp-eyed monks discovered that Bigu Pills actually appeared in some stalls, and the price was still two spiritual stones per pill. There was no price difference to be made, and the stall owners did not know where they were getting it from. Come.
"Always swallowing a lot of food from the secular world, am I no longer a cultivator? Fairy, I want a Bigu Pill, don't make up for it with defective products!" A monk shouted standing in front of the stall.
The female cultivator who set up the stall didn't say much and just took one. The latter ate it directly in front of more than a dozen monks. After feeling it for a while, she said in surprise: "It's actually true?! That's great. How many more are there? I’ll get three more as spares!”
The effect was so obvious, and it was not a fake elixir. The monks who were watching nearby did not hesitate to buy it. In a short time, all the Bigu elixirs were sold out.
Similar situations are happening one after another in various places in the city. Basically, monks who know each other are putting on a show to persuade people nearby to dispel their doubts and buy.
"It seems that Chief Zhang is keeping things steady, so I can rest assured."
Chen Mo hid his face and watched the monks frantically grabbing the Bigu Pills. He couldn't help but smile with satisfaction.
As for the sect's awareness that the quantity of Bigu Pills was wrong, Pavilion Master Zhang had already made a plan. The monks who were able to come into contact with Bigu Pills were all his confidants. There was no need to consider the issue of spies. The rest, as long as he didn't tell the specific actual number, he could sell them. If you are more careful, no one will be able to panic and pursue the matter.
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