"Master Nie, Master Nie."
Just as Nie Yuan was about to return to his bunk, he was stopped by a voice.
"Um?"
Nie Yuan looked back and saw that the voice came from Zhang Kui.
I saw him pulling a carriage towards the military store. The carriage was piled with all kinds of weapons. It took several blacksmith shops to raid to get so many.
"Young Master Nie, these weapons are enough." Zhang Kui said with a smile while pulling a carriage that was half shorter than him.
"Not enough, far from enough." Nie Yuan took out two more silver notes and handed them to Zhang Kui, saying, "The more weapons, the better, no matter what grade they are."
"Okay."
Zhang Kui happily took the banknote. He liked this job the most. It was profitable and he not only got salary every month, but he could also keep seven or eight taels in his pocket for every order.
Nie Yuan knew Zhang Kui's behavior, so he didn't say anything and took it as acquiescence.
After all, only if you have benefits can you be motivated. He still understands this truth.
Just when Zhang Kui was about to leave, Nie Yuan called him to stop him.
"Come back and move the weapons into my house."
"okay."
Zhang Kui quickly moved all the weapons in a carriage into the backyard and left quickly.
Just wait, Song Huayang's virtue will definitely come out at the right time, and he must be prepared in case the Song family's military shop catches him off guard.
After Zhang Kui left, Nie Yuan returned to the military store, and what he saw really shocked him.
The shelves that were full before were completely empty as soon as I left the house.
That's it, there are still many people who haven't bought it.
"It seems we have to rush the goods."
After casually looking at the bill, he dived into his house.
This training lasts for three days.
Every morning, a huge number of weapons would be moved out of Nie Yuan's house, and Zhang Kui would move an even larger number of weapons into Nie Yuan's house.
It wasn't until the afternoon of the third day that Nie Yuan finally walked out of the house.
He kept spinning for three days and almost squeezed him dry.
Today, Nie Yuan's eyes are black, his legs are weak, he walks with a sway, and he looks even weaker than a kid with kidney deficiency.
"My little friend, is this... weak?"
As Nie Yuan just went out, he bumped into He Qingyun, who looked at Nie Yuan with a slanted look.
"That's a little bit." Nie Yuan said with a sigh.
He Qingyun put a hand on Nie Yuan's shoulder, and immediately, a warm current flowed into his body.
Nie Yuan, who was originally very weak, regained his vitality in just a moment and became stronger than after taking a pill.
Before Nie Yuan could say his thanks, He Qingyun took the lead and said, "I wonder when your master will return."
Nie Yuan was silent for a moment, and then said: "I'll be back in the next two days."
"Then I'll come back to bother you tomorrow." He Qingyun was a little disappointed, and after saying that, he walked towards Rou'er who was sitting cross-legged in the garden.
Nie Yuan also looked in Rou'er's direction.
His talent is really impressive. In just three days, he has been promoted from a mortal with no cultivation to the second level of Qi Condensation, and his level is close to him.
Nie Yuan didn't interrupt and walked straight out of the backyard.
After arriving at the shop, he saw Zhao Zizhong looking through the account books and asked, "Uncle Zhao, is the business going well these days?"
"Okay, it's great. The income in these few days is more than the entire income last year." Zhao Zizhong said excitedly.
"The military store is closed until I come back." Nie Yuan said.
"Ah? The business is so good, why should it be closed down?" Zhao Zizhong asked doubtfully.
"Guan Zhang has his own principles, just listen to me." Nie Yuan looked in the direction of the Song family's military store and said calmly.
According to Mengxian's wishes, let him leave the city and transform him into a master.
The reason why he was closed down was that he was afraid that Song Huayang would cause trouble in his absence and that Zhao Zizhong, an old scholar, would not be able to cope with it.
After explaining everything that needed to be explained, Nie Yuan left the military store and walked out of the city with Tian Wen on his back.
"Is there an old grave nearby?" Mengxian's voice suddenly came from his mind.
"The hills to the south are full of old graves, at least hundreds of them."
"Let's go to the old graveyard in the south."
"Why are we going to the old graveyard? Shouldn't we go and get my master back first?" Nie Yuan asked doubtfully.
"I'll get a master back for you."
"okay."
Nie Yuan felt excited, put on his black robe and ran out of the city.
According to Xiao Xianxian's urine, he is going to take him to steal... and go archaeologically.
He had never done this kind of work before, and he was still looking forward to it.
There were thunder and lightning all the way, and within an hour, Nie Yuan arrived at the old graveyard.
Not to mention, it was quite eerie here. Even though it was daytime, Nie Yuan still felt a chill.
"Dig the tops of seventy-seven forty-nine old tombs and dig up the soil."
"ah?"
"Stop talking nonsense and go quickly."
"oh."
There was a doubt in Nie Yuan's mind. Didn't he be brought here for archeology? Why did he even dig up the top of the tomb?
Doubts are doubts, and you still have to dig when you need to.
In less than a moment, Nie Yuan filled a sack with grave soil.
"Use this method to condense Yin Earth."
Meng Xianyu waved her hand and cast down a secret technique in Nie Yuan's consciousness.
Nie Yuan didn't ask any more questions, and followed the secret technique to pinch out the secrets and beat them into the Yin Earth.
As the magic formula moves, bursts of cold air emit from the Yin soil, and a layer of frost forms on the sack.
Sensing something was wrong, Nie Yuan raised his brows but did not stop. He knew that Mengxian had designated not to harm him.
An hour passed unknowingly, and as the coldness in the sack became even worse, Nie Yuan finally completed the condensation of Yin Earth.
"This yin earth has been refined by secret methods, and it is difficult for ordinary practitioners to see through it. When the time comes, you will smear the yin earth all over your body and wrap it in a black robe to make it look more sophisticated. Then a master with a master image will come out, right? ." Mengxian Youyou said.
After hearing this, Nie Yuan finally understood that lying down was not to transform him into a master, nor was it to do archeology, but to let him become his own master.
"Xiao Xianxian, that old Taoist doesn't seem to be an ordinary practitioner. What if his secret is exposed?" Nie Yuan looked bitter.
"If that old boy were at his peak, he wouldn't be able to hide it, but his current strength is less than 50% of his peak. It's easy to hide it from him, so just keep it in your butt."
After hearing what Mengxian said, Nie Yuan felt relieved and put the sack of Yin soil that had been frozen into a hard block into a storage bag.
Boom!
Just as he was about to leave, a muffled thunder suddenly exploded in the sky.
Nie Yuan looked up.
I saw that a large dark cloud had gathered in the sky, and it was so dark that there were flashes of thunder and lightning from time to time, which made people feel depressed. It really echoed the ancient poem: black clouds are crushing the city.
"Thunder weather."
Nie Yuan felt happy that he could temper his body again.
Without any trace of ink, Nie Yuan sat cross-legged next to a tomb bag and began to run the Divine Thunder Technique to attract the sky thunder.
Click, click!
Heavenly thunder struck into the old graves one after another, and many of them poured in from Nie Yuan's head and traveled through the meridians of his body.
Having experienced being struck by lightning for the first time, Nie Yuan started to use the thick earth skill to digest the thunder into his body early on.
Seeing that the sky thunder was striking fiercely, Nie Yuan placed Tian Wen in front of him, and summoned the black sky thunder from his dantian to accompany him in the attack.
At first, the black sky thunder was struck and fled in all directions, almost in danger of being destroyed.
But slowly, the black sky thunder no longer dodges, letting the thunder and lightning that threatens the sky strike on the body, and the aura becomes stronger and stronger.
As for Tian Wen, a piece of immortal crystal was not affected at all by the lightning on the sword. Instead, it tempered the sword to become more perfect.
Looking at Nie Yuan again, every time a thunderbolt falls, there is inevitably a grin on his face.
Nie Yuan, who was unbalanced in his heart, summoned the flames in his dantian again.
But before he could take a breath, Nie Yuan collected the flame into his dantian again.
Just for a moment, the flames were struck as soon as they came out of the dantian, almost extinguishing the fire. Nie Yuan was so frightened that he hurriedly took it back to the dantian.
If it goes out, his military store will also go out.
