Cultivating Immortality: Taking on the cause and taking over the result, fellow Taoists, help me!

"Xiancheng is not at peace recently. It's better for us businessmen not to get involved in these things. Otherwise, if we get in trouble with that bad guy, we won't get any good results."

Zhang Wenshan pointed in the direction of Tianxing Peak, and several people looked solemn when they saw this.

“Anyway, we can just follow the price reduction, and we don’t need to do anything else!

By then, the whole city of Mofu Pavilion will be full of enemies, and if they are unable to gain a foothold in the fairy city, they will have no choice but to get out.

But without this stick, everything will return to its original starting point. "

Everyone always feels that this statement is somewhat ambiguous, but inexplicably feels that it makes sense.

This is a conspiracy. It doesn't matter if you offend your colleagues, but if you offend the entire fairy city business circle, it will be difficult to move forward!

Unless the other party has a foundation-building monk in charge, is that possible?

They have already begun to compete with them for food, and the foundation-building monks are not so inferior.

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Time flies like water, and a month has passed in the blink of an eye.

Lu Ming's true form is in the cave.

In the alchemy room.

Lu Ming sat cross-legged in front of a pill furnace.

At this time, he was concentrating on controlling a group of dark green flames to nourish the alchemy furnace.

In the alchemy furnace, impurities were extracted from each spiritual herb and precious medicine, and the essence was extracted.

As his handprints changed continuously, several groups of blue-green spiritual liquid were slowly gathering and solidifying in the alchemy furnace.

The round shape gradually emerged.

There is already a faint fragrance of alchemy permeating the air from the alchemy furnace.

Seeing that the elixir is about to take shape.

There was a 'bang' sound, the alchemy furnace shook, and a burst of black smoke escaped from it.

Lu Ming's face turned dark and he pointed to drink.

Three black and gray pills the size of dragon eyes, exuding a mutual odor, flew out of the pill furnace and floated in his hand.

"It's useless again."

Looking at the numb black and gray elixir, Lu Ming felt a little depressed.

I don’t know how many potions of elixirs he has used up.

Fortunately, his family is rich and he can withstand such hardships.

And even if it was a waste pill, Lu Ming would not waste it. He endured the smell and threw it into his mouth, chewing it and swallowing it.

Feeling the undetectable potency in the elixir, Lu Ming couldn't help but be speechless.

This useless elixir is simply worse than the useless elixir. It is good to retain even 1% of the medicinal power.

"I really don't have the talent for alchemy."

However, after practicing day and night, at least the skills are still improving.

From the initial carbonization of spiritual herbs and elixirs to the ability to gather spirits into liquid, there has been great progress.

But it just hurt his stomach.

Even if the side effects could be avoided, the torture of his taste buds made him feel like he was going bad.

"I need to treat my stomach to something good."

After retracting his thoughts, Lu Ming looked at the golden book. There were already many more names on it.

Cultivation levels vary from good to bad, ranging from those in the early stage of Qi refining to those who are foundation-building monks.

Some belong to the clone Zhao Tiancheng, and some belong to the puppet Han Feiyu.

During this period of time, new people entered the list every day, and Lu Ming became a little numb.

Needless to say, the group of people who belonged to Zhao Tiancheng must have caused hatred by making a big fuss in the outer city.

Among them, the two most noteworthy ones are the two foundation-building monks.

【Sikong Ming】【Ji Yuting】

Lu Ming asked Dong Ping'an to investigate both of these two people, and found out that one was the commander of the Black Armored Guards of Immortal City, and the other was the manager of Ji's Chamber of Commerce.

Lu Ming also speculated why the two were on the list. As the commander of the black-armored guards of the fairy city, Sikong Ming naturally opposed those who disrupted the order of the fairy city.

However, Lu Ming didn't intend to deal with him. He was just performing his duties and had done nothing wrong.

Although he is on the list, it is not a big deal. It will be enough to find a new puppet behind him and scrap Zhao Tiancheng for recycling.

When the time comes, all cause and effect will disappear, and this person's name will no longer be on the golden book.

And Ji Yuting and Lu Ming were not going to let it go. This person must be the one who signed the contract with Liu Yunlong.

Killing Liu Yunlong himself will inevitably arouse his hatred, which just fills Liu Yunlong's vacancy.

As for the people on Han Feiyu's side, Lu Ming also knew about them through the information transmitted through his spiritual mind.

The trend of discounts has swept the entire fairy city, and Mofu Pavilion has now become a thorn in the side of many people.

Lu Ming had already expected it. In business, it is normal to be resented for misappropriating other people's interests.

Destroying someone's wealth is like killing one's parents.

You killed your parents, why don't you allow others to hold grudges against you?

That's too overbearing.

However, Lu Ming did not think of any good way to solve this matter once and for all.

Mass killing will definitely not work, so even a fool can guess what's going on.

Moreover, the Qi Refining monks are no longer able to withstand his torture. Maybe they will turn into mummies if they are not careful.

Lu Ming didn't want to give up Han Feiyu's identity so easily. After all, a Mofu Pavilion could continuously bring him profits.

Even if it's not too much, the cumulative effect is still considerable.

So recently, Lu Ming has been using these people to recover the mental loss caused by alchemy.

This won't cause serious problems, nor will it lead to death. At most, it will just be uncomfortable for a period of time.

And they all come in staggered turns so that no one will immediately think of him.

It's just the pressure from peers and interference from outside forces that has slightly affected Mofu Pavilion's business.

"It's not a big problem!"

After a period of practice and the accumulation of a large amount of resources, his cultivation had broken through the ninth level of Qi Refining half a month ago.

From now on, as long as I continue to accumulate mana and polish my foundation, I will be able to reach perfection in refining Qi in no time.

By then, if he wins the foundation-building pill at the auction, the foundation-building will be a foregone conclusion.

After the foundation-building, all the difficulties that Mo Fu Pavilion is facing now will be solved.

Moreover, Lu Ming opened Mo Fu Pavilion with the purpose of testing the depth of the Immortal City. The price reduction storm affected the outer city, but no foundation-building cultivator was on the list.

Lu Ming also saw some clues from this incident. No matter how noisy the Qi-refining cultivators were.

Unless they really made a big mess, the high-ranking foundation-building cultivators would rarely cast their eyes on the outer city.

"It's still a pity."

There were no extra foundation-building cultivators on the list, and Lu Ming felt a little regretful. He still had three foundation-building cultivators available now.

[Zheng Tianming] [Murong Jingyang] [Ji Yuting]

These are the foundation that Lu Ming left for the impact of the foundation-building, and he didn't deal with them for the time being.

I wanted to fish out a few foundation-building cultivators as my own reserve food.

But Lu Ming was helpless when they ignored him.

He stood up and walked out of the cave. The moon was bright and the stars were sparse. Bathed in the cold moonlight, Lu Ming took a deep breath.

He was also planning to go out for a walk. His clone had been running around outside. Even if he was sharing perception, he couldn't stand it.

Lu Ming felt that he was going to mold.

And he also planned to go out to buy a furnace.

"If I can't make good pills, it must be the furnace's problem!"

He habitually passed the buck, but he didn't say anything nonsense.

The furnace he got now was from Liu Yunlong's storage bag, but the grade was only the first-grade upper grade.

In front of the three-yin ghost fire that had already advanced to the second grade, it was a bit not good enough.

If Lu Ming hadn't controlled the power of the ghost fire, the furnace would probably have been burned into molten iron.