For three consecutive days, red clouds appeared in the sky above the House of Commons from time to time.
The emerald green beetles that proliferated crazily were quickly killed by the jailer Song Wuji.
Although the production of yellow sprout rice was inevitably reduced, the rapid outbreak of insect pests was finally completely eliminated.
Shang Huan's house.
Hao Lao fell to the ground with a thud.
Chen Mu, wearing a black Taoist robe and a white mask, slowly appeared in the black smoke.
Shang Huan glanced at Mr. Hao, who was grabbing the ground with his face, and twitched the corner of his mouth.
I don’t know where Old Man Hao offended Mr. Gongsun.
Every time they met, he would knock the old man down and always make him land on his face.
If it weren't for the thick skin and thick flesh of the Jiapo warrior, he would have fallen into a big pie face.
"Mr. Gongsun, now I have all the white jade money I got." Shang Huan respectfully presented a small wooden box.
"In three days, a total of 213 pieces of insecticide smoke were sold, and 852 white jade coins were obtained."
"In order to ship the goods as soon as possible, I promised the sales staff to give them a white jade coin for each order." Shang Huan was uneasy.
"Look..."
Chen Mu gently stroked the black wooden box and suddenly leaned close to Shang Huan's ear.
"Why don't you run?"
"So much white jade money."
Shang Huan suddenly sweated on his forehead, and he swallowed hard: "I want to make more white jade money."
Chen Mu stood up and looked at Shang Huan indifferently.
"Baicao Pavilion is helpless against the emerald green beetle, but you can take out the insecticide smoke immediately."
"I think if I follow you, I can make more money in the future." Shang Huan explained bravely.
Chen Mu was noncommittal on the surface, but he couldn't help but be surprised in his heart.
This fat guy with small eyes thinks quite far.
In the right hand, black smoke filled the air, and a piece of withered yellow papyrus filled with writing appeared.
The paper was old and seemed to crumble when touched.
"If anyone asks about insecticide smoke, show them this."
"Let's just say this recipe is passed down from your family's ancestors."
He really doesn't like to be in public, and he needs someone like Shang Huan to stand in front of him.
After several cooperations, the fat man's talent for selling fake goods left him speechless. But it actually helped him share some of the risks of selling pills.
The formula of insecticidal smoke was specially made by Chen Mu to prevent others from coveting it.
It's just a simple beetle version of the Mystic Smoke, which is perfect for keeping Shang Huan.
Then black smoke penetrated into the wooden box, and half of the white jade coins disappeared into thin air.
He immediately stopped talking and turned around to leave Shang Huan's residence along with the black smoke.
Shang Huan looked at the formula and carefully opened the wooden box.
Looking at the white jade money with half left inside, I almost jumped up with excitement.
At a glance, there are more than four hundred white jade coins.
Excluding the shares given to Old Man Li and others, he and Old Man Hao can each get more than a hundred white jade coins!
He used to buy and sell and work hard, and his total wealth was only more than thirty white jade coins.
This time I made more than three times the profit.
"These thighs can't be loose!"
…
Low mountain courtyard.
Chen Mu, who was full of character just now, now squatted on the small bench without any image.
The short table in front of him is covered with white jade coins.
Chen Mu was staring at the short table with excitement at the moment, counting the money one by one.
Well...he's already counted it three times!
"A total of four hundred and twenty-six insecticide smokes were obtained, plus the original eleven remaining ones."
"Four hundred and thirty-seven!"
"Haha..." Chen Mu took a sip of the herbal tea placed on the ground and couldn't help grinning.
"Since coming to Jilong Road, I have never been so rich!"
With this kind of money, he would dare to straighten his back even if he entered the Confucian Academy.
Is the secret method expensive? Don't be afraid, we have money!
"I won't buy your secret technique even if I have money!" Chen Mu snorted coldly.
Don't try to steal my money.
"In the next six months, even if I don't sell any tranquilizing pills, it won't hinder my eating and practicing." Chen Mu smiled with a smile on his face.
He called up the proficiency levels and checked them one by one from top to bottom.
Writing: 5856/10000/second level;
Picture: 5967/10000/second order;
Cooking skill: 4870/10000/level 4;
Pharmacy: 3457/10000/Level 5;
Five Ghosts Moving Mountain Curse: 7541/10000/seventh level;
Shapeshifting: 4537/10000/Level 4;
Cloud Mirage Spirit Armor: 9847/10000/seventh level;
Planting: 7040/10000/Level 2;
Bai Yang's true solution: 8497/10000/second level;
Sand Containing Technique: 3808/10000/Level 3;
"Don't worry about the previous ones, keep practicing every day, just accumulate over time and slowly improve your liver."
Cloud Mirage Spiritual Armor Technique, Baiyang True Solution.
Chen Mu just stared at these two projects.
The Mirage Spiritual Armor skill can gain experience by just breathing.
Entering the next stage quietly is like opening the refrigerator and accidentally discovering a piece of ice cream hidden in the corner.
Quite a surprise!
But he didn't have much expectation.
You can practice by just panting, so the level of active participation is not high.
And the most obvious change in the last advancement was that there were two more silver threads between the eyebrows.
"You don't have to spend time practicing anyway. You should know the changes in two days."
“I don’t know if I can continue to practice on this split path.”
Chen Mu then looked at Bai Yang Zhenjie.
At the same time, the state of divine intention comes to mind.
With Bai Yang's true solution training, most of the courage and divine intention of the remaining five training techniques have been captured and fused by the silken ball-shaped jade seed.
"When it is completely integrated, it is estimated that it will be able to become a jade seed." Chen Mu guessed.
I had practiced so many little hot chick bodybuilding skills, but now they finally have an effect.
For others to practice the jade seed, it takes a long time to fill in the three treasures of essence, energy and spirit and fill the holes in the silk tennis ball jade seed.
Chen Mu Shen has many intentions and a lot of courage, which are all three treasures of energy, energy and spirit. It can be used as filling material.
"It took more than a year and two months since I left Daliang, and I finally got to the edge of the induction stage." Chen Mu sighed: "It's not easy."
…
North of Tongtianfang, on the cliff of a short mountain, inside the wooden tower Taoist temple.
Song Wuji sat cross-legged on a soft couch.
He has dark skin, a big face and a short neck, and his fingers are as thick as radishes. He is no more than 1.6 meters tall, and he looks short and stocky.
An emerald beetle floated in front of him.
Song Wuji flicked his thumb, index finger and middle finger slightly.
Undetectable silver-white threads loomed in mid-air.
One end is connected to the finger, and the other end is inserted into the beetle's body.
The beetle's wings and short legs were imprisoned and pulled by invisible forces, and its whole body was constantly shaking and twisting, as if it was suffering from extreme pain.
The hissing sound is sharp and harsh, making people’s teeth ache when they hear it.
"What's going on Lin Su?" Song Wuji asked while studying the beetle.
Liang Yi, who was sitting on the futon next to him, scratched his head and smiled: "He wants to use the round light mirror to find someone. He said he is his direct bloodline."
"You believe it?" Song Wuji curled his lips.
"I don't believe it." Liang Yi continued to laugh naively: "I just have my eye on some treasure."
"This year there is a new group of disciples from the Borderlands, and they might have some magical artifacts left over from ancient times." Liang Yi shrugged.
"You know he has bad intentions, so you still help him?" Song Wuji said calmly.
Liang Yi scratched his head: "After all, the lower court is in charge, not outsiders."
"Then why do you still charge him?" Song Wuji glanced at his apprentice.
Liang Yi shrugged: "But it's only in charge of the lower house, and it's not one of our own."
Song Wuji nodded: "Then let's trick him one more time."
Liang Yi showed his trademark silly smile: "I think so too."
(End of chapter)
