Immortality begins with Becoming an Alchemy Grandmaster

Luo Chen knew such a story, or many people knew it.

A Jinshan gold mine was discovered somewhere, and countless people flocked to try to pan for gold.

Did these guys finally pan for gold?

There may be many lucky ones who have found it!

But the ones who really make money are those smart people who sell shovels, food, clothes, and accommodation.

These smart people not only made money, but also avoided the dangers and injuries that may be encountered during the gold panning process.

Of course, it is related to cultivation resources such as foundation building and alchemy, which cannot be measured in gold.

But the truth is always the same.

He, Luo Chen, doesn't need to be a gold digger, but he can use this opportunity to get more spirit stones.

After finishing alchemy that day, he hurried back to the inner city.

He went to purchase the materials related to the burning blood pill by himself, and asked Yuan Xiaoyue to purchase other main materials for him.

He planned to secretly refine some burning blood pills, and then put them on the black market for auction.

In this sensitive period, the Burning Blood Pill can definitely be sold at a high price!

After purchasing the materials, Luo Chen lived in the courtyard that day.

The next morning, before going out, I heard arguing outside.

Pushing open the door, the scene of tugging and tugging appeared in front of his eyes.

"Xiao Duan, don't go, really don't go."

"A monk at the ninth level of Qi Refining has already died in the Guyuan Mountains. Why do you bother to wade through this muddy water?"

"Listen to Sister Xia's persuasion, it's definitely not a good place!"

Luo Chen, Gu Caiyi, Murong Qinglian, Qin Liangchen, and Bai Meiling each leaned at the door of their own house, watching this scene.

Feng Xia tugged on Duan Feng's sleeve, her eyes filled with tears.

Duan Feng didn't say a word, his eyes were extremely firm.

I knew that the two of you were having an affair! ——Luo Chen

Feng Xia ignored other people's gazes, her hoarse voice seemed to cry blood.

"Do you know that this time the battle over the relics is no longer limited to the Qi refining period. The foundation-building monks in Dahefang have already started to leave, and even the foundation-building monks from several nearby squares are on their way. "

"What are you going to do to fight those Foundation Establishment True Cultivators!"

Facing the last sentence, Duan Feng's eyes became even colder.

He gently but firmly brushed away Feng Xia's hand.

"I know, I know all of this."

"But time is waiting!"

"That old dog doesn't have many years to live. If I don't build the foundation as soon as possible, how can I personally avenge my mother's death!"

The deep words made Feng Xia helpless.

Murong Qinglian at the side sighed, and persuaded: "Xiao Duan, you really need to think twice about this matter!"

Qin Liangchen curled his lips, "I don't know anything else, but old man Mi has already gone to the ruins with all his strength to break through the mountain gang. There are already fifteen Qi-refining ninth-level monks under his command, among whom Ruo Wudi once asked Your generation is not necessarily weaker than you."

Duan Feng paused, showing hesitation for the first time.

He is not an impulsive and stupid person, so he can naturally think of many things.

If this is the case for the Poshan Gang, what about the Dajiang Gang? What about Xuan Yihui?

What about the five foundation-building families behind Xuan Yihui?

There are so many sect forces in Dahefang, will they also be moved?

With a ninth level of Qi refining, can he win a chance under the watchful eyes of a pack of wolves?

However, if you don't go, will you still have the opportunity to build a foundation in this life?

Feng Xia looked at Qin Liangchen and his wife gratefully, she really didn't want Duan Feng to go to the Guyuan Mountains to die.

But she found that Duan Feng's originally hesitant demeanor faintly became firm again.

"hehe."

Suddenly, a chuckle came.

Duan Feng frowned, only then did he realize that it was Luo Chen, squatting on the threshold, chomping on the Tianyang fruit.

"What are you looking at me for? Only a fool would want to fight with his life."

"Isn't my generation of monks just fighting against the sky?" Duan Feng said.

Luo Chen quickly waved his hand.

"Don't don't don't, it's everyone who wants to fight against the sky and go against the sky. The sky didn't invite you to provoke you."

"Also, isn't practicing something like earning resources?"

"It's not that you have no means. You have such a good opportunity to earn a lot of spirit stones in front of you, but you didn't realize it. I said you are gentle even if you are an idiot."

Chance?

Duan Feng was taken aback.

After clapping his hands, brushing off the juice from the Tianyang fruit on his hands, Luo Chen stood up.

"For the sake of you joining my alchemy hall a few days ago, this hall master will show you a clear way!"

...

That afternoon.

At the foot of Qinghe Mountain.

As the largest and safest entrance to the Guyuan Mountains, this area has always been the most densely populated area.

Luo Chen also came here for the first time.

Outside Qinghe Mountain, there are row upon row of shops, the bustling level is not inferior to the few small commercial streets in the outer city, only slightly inferior to the casual repair market in the inner city.

Those who sell talismans, those who open restaurants, those who buy medicinal materials, and those who treat trauma, are just a few of them.

Luo Chen even saw the branch established by the Lianyun Business Alliance here, just to buy those fresh natural materials and earth treasures at the first time.

"It seems that there are not a few people who think like me!"

Luo Chen sighed with emotion, and nodded to Duan Feng, Feng Xia and others behind him.

Duan Feng's expression was a little unnatural, but he gritted his teeth and moved.

From the storage bag, take out a lot of miscellaneous things.

Forge, sledgehammer, small hammer, pliers, carving knife, ruler.

A puddle of faint blue, unidentified viscous liquid, and several vats of water of various colors with a fishy smell.

A palm-sized compass and several transparent glass mirrors.

And, a huge flag with a height of three feet.

With Feng Xia's help, the two got busy.

Soon, an open-air foundry was set up.

Not only that, but the brass-colored flag was also erected.

I saw four large characters written on it, and rows of small characters marked with bright red liquid.

"Fenghai Blacksmith!"

"Professional maintenance of middle and low-grade artifacts, refurbishment, maintenance, and modification of high-grade artifacts."

"Recycling second-hand artifacts at a high price, the price is negotiable!"

Fenghai Duanjia is the name of this small shop, Luo Chen took it!

Duan Feng's name is implied in it, and it can make people understand what this shop is for in the first place.

If you don’t understand it, others can understand the row of small characters below.

This store still has Luo Chen's shares!

Most of those utensils were bought by him for Duan Feng out of spirit stones.

Not only that!

"There are five low-grade artifacts and two middle-grade artifacts here, which can be sold."

"In addition, I will give you another two thousand spirit stones as start-up capital to recover those half-damaged magical artifacts at a low price."

Luo Chen took out a large pile of trivial spirit stones from the storage bag and stuffed them to Duan Feng.

His previous net worth, after paying dividends in advance, plus the income from two small shops, and groping the corpses from the three batches of robbery repairs, once skyrocketed to 7,000.

Now taking out two thousand spirit stones in one breath doesn't hurt the bones.

Duan Feng asked strangely: "Didn't you say that the price is high?"

"It's higher than the Wanbao Building, isn't it a high price for recycling?" Luo Chen said as a matter of course.

Well.

Well, Duan Feng was choked.

Wanbaolou has always offered a 50% discount on the purchase of magical artifacts.

If you just bought it on the front foot and took it back on the back foot, the other party will dare to offer you a 50% discount.

If you want to say that it is higher than half-price recycling, then it is indeed considered high-priced recycling.

"After you take it back, Xiao Duan, you repair it a little bit, and then sell it again at a price slightly lower than Wanbaolou."

"No, the price of the magic weapon has risen now, so you can sell it at the original price of Wanbao Building."

"If the customer is not willing, you can make a big discount on the price and pretend to sell him at a loss."

"Iron Blood! Remember, it must be Iron Blood!"

Duan Feng listened carefully, nodding from time to time.

He really doesn't understand these business knowledge.

But seeing what Luo Chen said clearly and clearly, there must be a great truth in it.

"Don't let go of those severely damaged instruments, you can buy them with a few spirit stones."

"Don't you know how to sell gold and iron? Melt it, and the casting materials you get can be used to repair magic weapons, or you can resell them to Wanbaolou or Xianzhuju."

"A high-grade magic weapon involves a lot of formations. If you don't understand something, don't take it lightly, so as not to smash the signboard."

...

Big reason?

In fact, there is no great truth in these words.

It's just the basic business knowledge of buying on dips and selling on rallies.

In addition, Duan Feng does have this skill, so he can operate it.

You want to say that cultivators don’t understand?

That's just kidding.

But understanding is one thing, and having technical support is another.

And what about technology?

Still need start-up capital!

Without Luo Chen's advice and a large sum of spirit stones, ordinary casual cultivators would not be able to do this business.

Even if all these are available, so what?

Encountering unreasonable Jiexiu, directly killing people and seizing treasures will be in vain after all.

But Duan Feng is not afraid of these, the realm of the ninth level of Qi Refining, once ranked in the top three combat power on the Tianjiao list, is enough for him to calmly deal with enemies below the foundation.

in addition!

"Take it!"

Duan Feng quickly reached out and took a token thrown by Luo Chen.

Taking a closer look, the ancient seal character "Po" is written on the front, and the word "Dan" is written on the back.

"This is the token of my Dantang of the Poshan Gang, which can command the nine monks of the Poshan Gang."

Duan Feng stared, so awesome!

Luo Chen coughed lightly, "Of course, it's one thing to be able to give orders, and another is another matter whether they listen to them or not. But most monks will give three points of face when they see this token."

It's not that Luo Chen is lying.

As early as when the alchemy hall was opened, Mi Shuhua summoned most of the late stage Qi refining monks of the entire gang.

When Luo Chen gave the Bigu Pill to those later monks, Mi Shuhua said that everyone should support Luo Chen.

Those people also "graciously agreed" at that time.

Later, a batch of black iron tokens were specially customized for Dantang.

However, these tokens are currently only held by Luo Chen, Sikong Shoujia, and Gu Caiyi.

Duan Feng joined the Poshan Gang a few days ago, and Luo Chen gave him a piece, which was justified.

Luo Chen has high hopes for this Magical Artifact Repair Shop and a second-hand broken Magical Artifact recycling point!

The degree of importance is far higher than that of Chenyue food stalls, Michelle Ice City!

Second only to his alchemy main business!

Now is the right time, and the price of magical artifacts has risen.

Ordinary monks are reluctant to buy a new magic weapon, and there happens to be a Fenghai blacksmith, who can't repair it and use it for another three years!

Just like when Luo Chen lost one of the seven jasper knives.

It is impossible to form a complete blade storm, and its power is greatly damaged.

If Duan Feng hadn't repaired it for him, then after the formation, the throwing knife, which is comparable to a high-grade magic weapon, would lose half its power.

That is to say, Duan Feng is free, otherwise he would definitely be willing to let Luo Chen spend dozens of spirit stones.

Mr. Zhu Ji of Wanbaolou also said casually that ordinary casual cultivators know how to fight and kill, but don't know how to maintain magic weapons.

It can be said that there is naturally a huge market in the field of magic weapon repair.

If it continues, Duan Feng will manage well.

Luo Chen didn't know how many spirit stones he would get!

"By the way, casting is the same as alchemy, both need fire. What about your fire?"

...

...

It was only then that Luo Chen discovered that Duan Feng did not buy large quantities of firewood or coal mines.

Duan Feng said strangely: "In Qinghe Mountain, the most indispensable thing is fire."

"Um?"

Next, Luo Chen saw Duan Feng running into the semicolon behind Lianyun Business League.

When he came out, he was holding a large handful of blue grass.

"Qinghe demon, a first-order wood-type demon spirit, after being ignited, the firepower is extremely huge, not inferior to fire."

"And the size of the firepower can also be controlled freely by mastering the length of Qinghe Yao's body."

While speaking, Duan Feng performed normally, stuffing a green grass demon into the forge.

Snapped!

A small fireball was shot, and the tail of the Qinghe demon slowly burned.

With a light push from Duan Feng's hand, Qinghe Yao was pushed in a large part, and the flames instantly ignited.

He pulled out a little more, and the fire became much smaller.

Faintly, a trace of crisp wailing could be heard.

"Alas!"

"You are so cruel!"

Luo Chen's eyes lit up!

It's been a long time since I came to Guyuan Mountains, but there are still such good things, when did you find them?

What is the effect of using this thing for alchemy?

Also, this thing is dead, so how can it still be called?

"It was discovered last summer." Duan Feng said somewhat unnaturally: "In the past, these nearby mountains were full of wood-type demon spirits such as Qinghe Demon, which is not a threat, so this place has become the main passage into the mountain."

"However, last summer, a Foundation Establishment cultivator passed by. He felt that the Qinghe Monster was an eyesore, so he set it on fire with the Foundation Establishment Real Fire. The huge fire caused almost destroyed the entire Qinghe Mountain."

"At that time, someone discovered Qinghe Yao, which is extremely resistant to heat."

"But if you get the Qi Refining Loose Cultivator, you can't make it burn no matter what."

"Later, the Lianyun Business Alliance researched a special technique on how to urge the Qinghe demon to burn, and then issued a reward for casual cultivators to capture the Qinghe demon and sell it to them."

"After they got it, they processed it a little bit and sold it elsewhere at a higher price."

After hearing this explanation, Luo Chen suddenly realized.

No wonder I haven't noticed it before. It turns out that this thing needs special treatment with foundation building methods to activate its real effect!

Suddenly, he looked at Duan Feng with an unnatural expression, and thought of a possibility.

"No, you've caught this thing before, haven't you?"

Duan Feng moved his body unnaturally, "When I go to the mountains to kill monsters, I always catch a few Qinghe monsters when I go home, and sell them to the Lianyun Business League."

"And now you are buying it back at a higher price? And you didn't bargain?"

"Uh, that seems to be the case."

Gan!

There are people who are more profiteers than me!

Lianyun Business League, I remember you!

Luo Chen hated iron for being weak, and said to Duan Feng: "When you buy Qinghe Yao in bulk in the future, remember to bargain."

"oh!"

"Oh what, in the name of buying the Qinghe demon, I usually have a good relationship with the monks of the Lianyun Business League, and I can also take advantage of the situation at critical moments."

"In addition, when you are in danger, show the token and report my name, Dan Chenzi. If not, you can report the name of Mi Shuhua from the Poshan Gang, and try not to do anything."

After finishing speaking, Luo Chen gave some advice from his mother-in-law, and then left with a few bodyguards.

As for those casual cultivators who went in and out of Qinghe Mountain and went straight to the Guyuan Mountain Range, he didn't even look at them.

What kind of foundation-building spirits and chances of forming alchemy are all these bastards can think of?

After he left, Duan Feng stood where he was, feeling a little at a loss for a moment.

In his early years in the Duan family, he mainly studied casting.

After her mother died, she left the Duan family and came to Dahefang, where she also lived by fighting.

Nowadays, it is really uncomfortable to run a store.

Feng Xia stood beside her and sighed.

"Xiao Duan, don't disappoint Luo Chen's good intentions."

Duan Feng nodded, he saw Luo Chen's dedication.

He purchased a large number of casting tools, took out five low-grade magical artifacts, two medium-grade magical artifacts, and even gave him two thousand spirit stones as working capital.

Even the alchemy token that could represent his identity was generously taken out.

To say that you are not grateful is to be deceiving yourself.

And in the past, when Luo Chen was seriously injured, he was extremely generous and gave him a bottle of blood-replenishing liquid.

"So, sometimes you have to learn to adapt, to change."

"Not only for Luo Chen, but also for yourself."

Feng Xia looked at Duan Feng with burning eyes, and said in a hoarse voice: "Do you still remember Yuan Xiaoyue, how she usually does business?"

Yuan Xiaoyue!

The girl who lives with her disabled grandpa.

Thinking of the other party's scenes in Baishi Square, Duan Feng swallowed saliva unconsciously.

"Be brave, Duan!"

Hearing the hoarse and gentle voice coming from beside his ear, Duan Feng closed his eyes tightly, and opened his mouth with a surge of spiritual power.

"Fenghai Forging House has opened!"

"Professional repair of damaged instruments, polishing and maintenance, and customization. Fenghai Forging is the warmest logistical support on your road, fellow daoist!"

"Let's go and have a look!"

"This stuff, can it really be used for alchemy?"

Listening to the indistinct wail, Luo Chen's thoughts flashed in his mind.

In the alchemy room, several pyrotechnic workers felt that it was quite intrusive.

After the hall master came back today, he gave them a green grass demon, and after motivating them, it turned out to be quite useful.

It was the sound coming into their ears that made them feel uncomfortable.

"But the price is much higher than ordinary firewood."

Usability is one thing, but cost is another.

Luo Chen began to think about how to maximize the value of the Qinghe demon acting as the pill fire.

"Whether it's Zhongmiao Pills or Chalcedony Pills, there is actually no need for this kind of demon fire."

Luo Chen called the flame that the Qinghe demon burned and exploded as the demon fire.

"With the huge and easily adjustable firepower, it can be considered to refine the second-order elixir, but the cost may be too high."

Anyway, it is a first-order wood monster spirit, which can be classified as a first-order monster.

Although it is only the weakest monster, it has no threat and no use value.

But to buy one, you need ten spirit stones.

Casters are useful because the temperature required by some mineral materials is extremely high.

Ordinary instruments must use ground fire.

Qinghe Yao, it was a coincidence.

Moreover, the profit per piece of the magic weapon is far higher than that of the pill.

But medicinal pills don't need such a high temperature, and the melting point of medicinal materials is far below that of mineral materials.

After some research, Luo Chen called it a pity.

This thing is indeed a good thing, but unfortunately it is too tasteless.

At present, he can't use it.

"No, what if I use it to refine Burning Blood Pill?"

The firewood used before the Burning Blood Pill was not the common green steel wood or peach wood, but sweet ash wood.

The reason why the sweet wax wood has this name is because there is a first-order monster that will leave mucus on it when it hatches and transforms.

The taste is sweet, and after the mucus is dried, it looks like candle tears after burning a candle, so it is called sweet wax wood.

Among the pill formulas he deduced, one of the main ingredients of the Burning Blood Pill happened to have Explosive Ape Demon Blood.

Danhuo contains a trace of demon power, which just promotes the fusion of the original Explosive Ape Demon Blood into other main materials.

Compared with sweet wax wood, the demon fire produced by the burning of Qinghe demon is more pure!

"A green grass demon can burn for a long time, and it is convenient for me to adjust the firepower by myself."

"Maybe you can try?"

For a moment, Luo Chen's heart moved.

Action is worse than heartbeat!

That night, Luo Chen, who was alone, activated his top-grade magic weapon, the Four Elephants Cauldron.

He directly added four raw materials and used Qinghe Demon as firewood.

After the raging fire passed, Luo Chen pulled out the half-burned Qinghe Demon.

"Isn't this thing dead?"

"Why is there still a howling sound after burning?"

Luo Chen was very sure that the Qinghe Yao bought from the Lianyun Business League was not alive.

The living Qinghe demon is extremely agile and lively, often playing in the mountains and forests.

But what you buy is like dead grass, it is definitely dead.

Luo Chen couldn't figure out the reason behind it, he just thought it was some instinct left over from the limbs and muscles after the creature died.

He couldn't wait to open the furnace cover.

The Burning Blood Pill is different from other pills, the fragrance of the pill after it is completed is the pungent smell of burnt beard.

Other elixirs that emit this kind of medicine basically fail.

But the Burning Blood Pill is very likely to be a success.

The furnace lid was opened, and seven low-grade pills that were as red as blood were placed inside.

"Seven!"

Luo Chen was taken aback.

He hurriedly counted the scraps, and after some investigation, he was sure that three-quarters of them had failed, and only one had succeeded.

In other words!

"The previously fixed number of Burning Blood Pills has changed from five to seven!"

"Hey, it's just that the pill fire has been changed, and even the number of completed pills has changed. Doesn't this mean that the pill formula will also be affected by the pill fire?"

"I optimized the Burning Blood Pill formula?"

Luo Chen knows better than anyone what the increase in the number of alchemy means.

That means that it can be sold externally on a large scale.

Of course, the cost has to be calculated.

A green grass demon can be used to refine four raw materials when only half of it is burned.

Spread out evenly, a whole green grass demon is enough to support the refining of ten burning blood pills.

Equally apportioned into each cost, it is an increase of one spirit stone, the cost of about twelve spirit stones.

But the improvement is also obvious. As long as each one is successful, you can get two more Burning Blood Pills.

Of course, it can't just be counted as success. With a 10% success rate, it means an extra cost of nine spirit stones.

"With two extra burning blood pills, can you earn back the extra nine spirit stones?"

The answer is yes!

Even if they can't make back the overall cost, the extra nine or ten spirit stones are nothing to worry about.

And with the extra number of alchemy, it can also play a better role in improving proficiency.

On the panel, Luo Chen's Burning Blood Pill proficiency has reached [13/100].

"I have bought more Qinghe demons. Next, I can try to refine burning blood pills."

Recently, most of the monks of the Broken Mountain Gang have been transferred to the Guyuan Mountains, and there will naturally be fewer people monitoring and guarding Luo Chen.

Moreover, most of the people who stayed behind were thinking about the ruins.

Now Luo Chen can be a little bolder.

Days flow like water!

While practicing alchemy, Luo Chen was paying attention to the news of the golden alchemy ruins in the Guyuan Mountains.

Since the Broken Mountain Gang occupies the home field, many of the news are first-hand, and there is no need to spread rumors.

This time when going to the Guyuan Mountains, Mi Shuhua mobilized a lot of people to form a casual cultivator team of 500 people.

Among them, the three major battle halls are the main force, and they are assisted by monks on both sides of the mine hall and medicine hall.

The ninth-level monks who refined Qi almost came out in full force.

Apart from Luo Wudi, Zeng Wen, and Yang Wei, even Ke Yuelin, the master of the animal hall, left aside the trifles of the hall and went in person.

It stands to reason that with such a huge team, it is completely possible to clear the field.

But in fact, the progress is not smooth.

Xuan Yi, who had been ignoring him in the past, suddenly straightened his back this time.

Although there were only three of the five foundation-building families behind them, they united and suppressed the Broshan Gang in terms of high-end combat power.

"Wait, what are the five foundation building families, but only three foundation building families?"

Sikong Shoujia said as a matter of course: "Because of the other two foundation-building families, there are no foundation-building monks in the family!"

"There is no Foundation Establishment cultivator, so they deserve to be called the Foundation Establishment Clan?" Luo Chen was puzzled.

"They used to have a foundation ancestor, but they died at the end of their lifespan. They couldn't stay in the original place, so they moved to Dahefang."

Sikong Shoujia explained intermittently.

"Although the foundation-building patriarch is gone, some methods left by the clan can explode the foundation-building combat power."

"Have you heard of the treasure talisman? Have you heard of the magic weapon of blood inheritance!"

"I know the talisman, isn't it just a talisman that seals a third of the power of the magic weapon!" Luo Chen showed his extensive knowledge, then pouted and said: "The inherited magic weapon after the blood sacrifice is also worthy of being called a magic weapon?"

Blood Succession Magic Treasure, also known as Blood Sacrifice Magic Treasure, belongs to the way of blood.

Luo Chen is no stranger to blood way methods.

After Wang Yuan killed that blood cultivator Xiao Wuyan, he obtained a lot of inheritance from him.

When talking occasionally, Wang Yuan would also generously tell Luo Chen these things, maybe he wanted this knowledge to help Luo Chen refine the Blood Fiend Pill better!

In this knowledge, there is the method of blood sacrifice.

This is a way of dealing with magic weapons, which is widely spread in the world of cultivating immortals today, and it is not regarded as a method of magic.

That is a high-level monk who binds a magic weapon with his own blood.

Only monks with the same bloodline can inherit and be envoys.

In this way, even after the cultivator sits down, this magic weapon will not cause others to covet it.

But the price is also obvious, even more tragic than the talisman treasure.

The talisman is only one-third of the power of the sealed magic weapon, causing damage to the power of the magic weapon itself, and it can be restored after a long period of accumulation.

But after the blood follows the magic weapon and binds the blood, the grade of the magic weapon will directly drop.

If it is a low-grade magic weapon, it will directly fall to the level of the top-grade magic weapon, which can arouse up to 20% of the power of the magic weapon.

Compared with talisman treasures, it can be used all the time, but its power is not as good as talisman treasures.

Moreover, even if the descendants break through the foundation building and the alchemy formation, they will not be able to restore the rank of the magic weapon.

That is permanent damage!

Very few people do this kind of thing.

Only those Foundation Establishment cultivators who are close to sitting and do not have the means to make treasures will do this kind of thing.

"Don't worry about whether it is a magic weapon or not. Anyway, with the bloodline, the power it emits is still above the best magic weapon. It can definitely be regarded as a foundation building method!"

Sikong Shoujia said impatiently.

"No, what are you in a hurry with me!"

Luo Chen looked at him strangely.

From that old face, there was a hint of worry.

Suddenly, he thought of the reason.

"Your son didn't enter that ruin, did he?"

Sikong Shoujia sighed and nodded silently.

If Mi Shuhua hadn't ordered him to stay in Dantang, he would have wished to go to the Guyuan Mountains in person to participate in the dispute over the relics.

Whether it's for the hope of a possible foundation establishment, or for his son who got married.

Seeing the old man like this, Luo Chen didn't want to provoke him too much.

After chatting a few words, we hurried home.

...

He took five bodyguards into the inner city, and was personally escorted by Dongfang Liang, and returned to the courtyard.

Then!

The breath-suppressing spiritual art was activated almost perfectly, and Luo Chen, who had carefully disguised himself, changed his clothes and slipped out of the yard quietly.

After leaving the inner city, Luo Chen went straight to the outer city.

Walking through an unknown number of alleys, between seven turns and eight turns, I entered a clothing store selling ordinary clothes.

"Please take a look at whatever clothes the guest wants."

The old woman who was sewing clothes in the shop said without raising her head.

With the help of the dim light, Luo Chen carefully sized up the other party, and then said slightly jerky:

"I want the Kowloon crown and the commoner willow belt."

The old woman's sewing hands paused slightly, then she shook her head: "The emperor's crown does not match civilian clothes."

"If you add the Zhenlong Hydrangea, it will be complete."

Hearing this last sentence, the old woman raised her head and stared at Luo Chen with cloudy eyes.

"What's your name?"

"Murong Yuan."

"Well, this way please!"

The old woman spread her hands, and there was a faint brilliance in the direction leading to the back room.

Luo Chen walked forward as he said, and seemed to have passed through a light curtain in a trance.

All the way forward, it seems to be all the way down.

Suddenly, in front of a gate, he was stopped by someone.

"Token!"

"Give!"

Luo Chen handed out a Zhenlong hydrangea, a faint aura flickered, and the aura faintly repulsed Luo Chen.

Seeing this rejection, the monk in black raised his eyebrows.

"Is this your first time visiting Zhenlong Black Market?"

"Um."

"Do you know the rules?"

"Um."

"Okay, this is your Zhenlong mask. After it comes out, we will give you your own Zhenlong Hydrangea."

Luo Chen took a simple mask engraved with dragons and put it on his face.

Originally, she was easy-going and restrained, but now she is even more concealed by wearing a mask.

Seeing the black-clothed monk push open the door, Luo Chen complained inwardly.

It's enough to have a token, so what's the cut?

However, the incision has no culture.

At any rate, let me say that the earth vibrates the high hills, and the streams are beautiful through the ages!

Moreover, I am quite well-known in Dahefang, and Dan Chenzi's name is widely spread, so no one came to deliver hydrangea balls.

Even Zeng Wen and Wang Yuan had someone deliver tokens in person.

Who do you look down on!

But when he entered the gate, he couldn't help tightening his heart when he felt the cast of sight.

"Damn, I came to the wrong place, this is a high-end black market!"