As time goes by, the weather gets colder
One morning, Chen Mu woke up and found snowflakes falling on Yuquan Mountain.
"It's not Snow Demon Qingliu again, is it?"
Without waiting for him to urge the Seven Souls to return to their origin for verification.
The concentric cables overhead are the first to vibrate.
Shang Huan?
Chen Mu understood.
This fat man was also a witness to the Pengyue Mountain incident, and he was probably feeling terrified at the moment.
"What's the matter?" Chen Mu cast the Concentric Spell to synaesthesia, and Leng Gongsun Sheng came online.
"Sir, can you make another batch of Mu Ling Lang?" Shang Huan asked cautiously.
Not for the Snow Demon?
"Reason." Chen Mu did not rush to object.
"Three similar detection tools and talismans have appeared in the House of Commons, and they are expensive."
"The introduction of Mu Linglang at this time will no longer attract covetousness."
Chen Mu couldn't help but feel excited.
Since there is no risk, it is of course good to get a little more white jade money.
Just because he is too poor, he dare not buy clothes!
"Yes." Chen Mu said calmly.
Immediately, as if thinking of something, he warned: "When you buy Mu Linglang, you will get the spirit-inducing pulp formula as a gift. Never hoard the spirit-inducing pulp."
It's okay to sell the magic weapon once, but if it flows slowly, the profit will be too great, and it will make people jealous even if it's not possible.
"Yes." Shang Huan's voice was full of regret.
Chen Mu couldn't help but roll his eyes. Fortunately, he had given extra instructions, otherwise this fat man would really want to do this!
Immediately he cut off his synaesthesia.
A Mu Linglang earns seventy or eighty white jade.
If you make a hundred of them every month, you will have nearly ten thousand white jade.
The number of people in the Yuquan Mountain Villa is increasing, and the Inspection Chamber of the General Affairs Council is expanding again and again.
With such a huge population base, one might be able to earn enough white jade money to buy the Secret Technique of Condensation Ability in one year!
And because there is a similar magical weapon, Mu Linglang will not attract attention.
Earn a lot, be safe, what a great project.
As long as Shang Huan doesn't cause any trouble, everything will be fine.
Will Shang Huan cause trouble?
This... this is so damn impossible to say!
…
Yuquanfang at the foot of the mountain.
The small shop is in the main house in the backyard.
"Why didn't you ask about the snow demon?" Mr. Hao looked nervous.
"Mr. Gongsun promised to help me be a Mu Linglang! Haha!" Shang Huanxi's little eyes narrowed into a thin line.
"I don't know if I can save my life, but you still want to make money?!" Mr. Hao was furious.
"What Fat Brother means is that Mr. Gongsun thinks there is no problem, so he agreed to make Mu Linglang." A bald fat man in his twenties with fair skin said with a smile.
"Tsk tsk...Uncle Hao, we haven't heard that smoking hurts the brain, does it?"
"Look at Jia Tian." Shang Huanhuan joked.
"Go!" Mr. Hao also reacted, glared at Shang Huan, and refilled his cigarette bag with new cigarettes.
…
After chatting for a while, Shang Huan stopped chatting, frowned and thought: "We should consider how to open up the situation."
"The two-dimensional mirror, the blood-gu eyes, and the heaven-seeing and earth-hearing talismans, these three detection objects have been approved."
"If you don't think of a good idea, Mu Linglang is not easy to sell."
"It depends on who you sell it to." Jia Tian, the fat bald man, chuckled.
"What do you think of Prince Jia?" Shang Huanhuan asked.
"People here can come to Yuquanfang and buy a pair of mirrors at will."
"But what about those outsiders who are being chased like rats crossing the street?" Jia Tian said meaningfully.
"What a great idea!" Shang Huan's eyes lit up.
"Don't mess around." Mr. Hao quickly stopped him.
"What if those evil sects get hold of Mu Linglang and turn against us?"
"Those people are like rats, running around."
"If we have Mu Linglang as our eyes, it will be even harder to be discovered."
"When will this fight in Yuquan Mountain be over?" Mr. Hao stared at the little bald Jia Tian.
"Haha! I just want it to never end!" Shang Huan slapped the table and laughed.
"When there is fighting, there is consumption. When there is consumption, there is money to be made!"
Jia Tian also became excited.
"Even for the sake of the greater good, we have to help a bunch of weak ones!"
"Magical weapons, talismans, Bigu Pills, whatever they need, we will sell them. We just want them to do our best to pester them."
"The longer the fight lasts, the more money we make!"
The two fat men, one big and one small, looked at each other, their eyes almost shining.
"confidant!"
"Comrade!"
"Ha ha!"
Chen Mu, who quietly connected to synaesthesia: "..."
I fucking knew it!
Try your best to pester?
Will you make more money as time goes by?
What a two-pronged warmongers!
Through Shang Huan's eyes, Chen Mu looked at the bald chubby boy unkindly.
With these two sleeping dragons and phoenixes, it's hard not to cause trouble!
The seven souls return to their origin!
Chen Mu felt furious and drained Shang Huan's mind completely.
The damn fat man immediately looked at him and fainted.
If he hadn't been too far away and had no time to take action, the little bald man would never have survived!
…
Using the Seven Souls to Return to Origin to strengthen his mental strength, Chen Mu felt relieved after confirming that the snow in Yuquan Mountain was only a natural phenomenon.
After giving Shang Huan a severe warning, Chen Mu's life returned to peace again.
I am a master of alchemy and wood refining, and have gained experience in the Fire Cloud Curse. I am busy and have leisure time, which is quite comfortable.
A month later, in Chen Muchong's alchemy room.
Bai Xiuwen and his two companions, Feng and Xue, sat respectfully on the futon with their backs straight.
Listening to Chen Mu's explanation of his experience in constructing golden beads and talismans, his eyebrows were raised and his face was full of surprise.
It took a while.
The three of them raised their hands and thanked each other at the same time: "Thank you, Senior Brother Chen!"
The black-bearded man Xue Yangliu was even more excited and trembling: "With the teachings of my senior brother, in two months at most, I will be able to make the preliminary construction of the Golden Pearl Talisman!"
"This is the reward you deserve, no need to thank you." Chen Mu waved his hand and didn't care.
Then he asked doubtfully: "It's not difficult to get started with the Golden Pearl Talisman, right? Didn't Senior Brother Qi teach you?"
The three of them couldn't help but look at each other.
"Teach, but only a little bit at a time, and it's not as detailed as the senior brother's teachings." Bai Xiuwen said.
One lesson is divided into ten lessons?
Guarantee that the time to squeeze Bai Xiuwen and others is long enough?
Chen Mu was stunned.
Tsk tsk...he is really good at leeks.
"He hasn't done any tricks recently, has he?" Chen Mu asked habitually.
What if that guy goes to sue him? Ah……
"That's not true." Bai Xiuwen said.
After thinking for a while, he whispered: "It's just a matter of buying bigu pills in exchange for elixirs. I've stopped."
"And we are also asked to increase the amount of refined grain essence."
"Looking like that, it seems that he wants to practice his alchemy experience in seclusion."
Chen Mu immediately nodded with satisfaction.
Honest man!
If he had met those ruthless people, he might have put Chen Mu in a sack long ago!
…
After sending Bai Xiuwen and the others away, Chen Mu returned to the alchemy room again.
After calling up the gray wall, Chen Mu looked at the Fire Cloud Curse experience.
Fire Cloud Curse: 1736/10000/Level 3;
After breaking through the second level, the temperature of the fire cloud did not change much, but the volume of the flame increased several times.
And it can not only aggregate into large fire clouds, but also divide into pieces of fire plumes.
Increased power and more flexibility.
"Keep brushing."
…
As the sun and moon turn, the weather gradually warms up.
The Upper Court still sends disciples to Yuquan Mountain, and they all have the realm of breaking the spiritual light.
The other courtyard is still expanding its territory, and is fighting endlessly with outsiders around Yuquan Mountain. It is said that there are even Ningqiao masters participating in the battle, and both sides have suffered casualties.
Chen Mu didn't care about anything, and was leisurely refining alchemy to gain experience.
It wasn't until two months later that he was summoned by the master of Danbao Pavilion.
"What a happy event." Zhu Yi said with a smile: "On the Wuyan Mountain closest to Yuquan Mountain, there is a Yanxia Sect."
"Three days ago, the Yanxia Sect was breached the mountain gate, and now that place is our territory."
This has nothing to do with me.
Chen Mu looked at Zhu Yi puzzled.
"The Yanxia Sect has stored a large amount of yellow bud rice and needs to make Bigu Pill as soon as possible."
"The speed of refining Bigu Pill is extremely fast. You deserve to earn this great power."
Chen Mu frowned immediately.
If you have a life to earn Taoist merit, you must also have a life flower.
Wuyan Mountain is on the front line of the battle.
What if there is an evil counterattack?
Trouble!
(End of chapter)
