Immortality Begins with the Master of Alchemy

Chapter 110 Serious injury, milk tea (please subscribe)

Twelve hundred low-grade spiritual stones!

This is the warmth that those kind-hearted people gave him.

 Duanduan is a huge sum of money, and he can even buy six bottles of Huachen Pill.

 Coupled with the account recovered yesterday and the original savings, Luo Chen's spiritual stones exceeded the two thousand mark for the first time!

　　“I am considered quite wealthy now!”

There are more than 2,000 savings. The top -quality attacking magic weapon has broken soul -breaking, long guns, ice and snow flying swords.

 Even if you don’t count the jade sword, the white board, and the bell, these medium-grade magic weapons.

Luo Chen's net worth is considered to be among the best among the monks in the late stage of Qi Refining.

But Luo Chen felt a little sick when he thought about the origins of these things.

 Except for the Four-Elephant Cauldron and the collected wool from Mi Shuhua, the other things are...

“My realm is all dependent on taking drugs, and my magic weapon is all dependent on the warmth provided by others. Am I not working hard enough?”

Muttered something in his heart, Luo Chen felt a little embarrassed for a while when faced with these many magic weapons.

 There are a lot of good things in it, but the more magical instruments the better.

 Low-level monks often specialize in a few magical weapons.

 Firstly, his spiritual power is limited, and secondly, he lacks spiritual awareness and cannot control many magic weapons.

Yesterday's battle in the grove, he seemed to have many methods, but in fact most of them relied on various spells.

 The only magical weapons that are actually used are the middle-grade jade sword and the top-grade Four-Elephant Cauldron.

Even so, after a big battle, most of his spiritual power was consumed.

Therefore, Luo Chen needs to consider selecting the most suitable ones from among the many magic weapons in his body, and then arranging and combining them to form a new fighting style.

“The yard is too small for experiments.”

“For this matter, we have to find an open place.”

Luo Chen first abandoned the Law Trial Palace in Luofeng Mountain because the fees there were too high.

 It seems that we have to practice magic weapons in the primeval forest behind Xieyue Valley!

 Hey, what does it smell like?

 A bitter smell drifted in along the crack in the door.

Luo Chen opened the door and discovered that someone was brewing medicine in the yard.

“It’s Sister Xia, you haven’t gone to work at this time?”

 Feng Xia opened her mouth, but did not say the reason.

Luo Chen yawned, squatted down next to him, and his eyes fell on the medicine stove.

“This is medicine for healing, is it? Who is injured?”

  “It’s a short paragraph.”

 Feng Xia's voice is very hoarse, which is related to her early work in drug testing at Baicaotang. Even though her voice was cured later, it still left serious sequelae.

 She said in a calm tone: "It's been five or six days!"

Luo Chen was surprised and said: "You have been injured for so long? What's going on?"

“On the Taoist stage, swords have no eyes. Now in the harsh winter, some casual cultivators have gone crazy and will do anything to win.”

Feng Xia glanced at the east wing, sighed and said, "In order to keep the top three positions in Qi refining last month, Xiao Duan fought with a casual cultivator from Xuelian Square. In the end, one of them died and the other was injured."

Duan Feng is so strong?

Luo Chen heard Qin Liangchen comment before that Duan Feng was slightly weaker than he was at his peak.

 Now he can actually be ranked among the top three in Dahefang during the entire Qi refining period?

 The current strength of the casual cultivators in Dahefang is no longer the same as before.

Originally, this group of casual cultivators were very powerful because they often fought against monsters, and they became even stronger after being honed on the forum.

Even Wang Yuan, because he has not participated in the war for a long time, is now ranked outside the fifties.

Duan Feng unexpectedly made it into the top three.

Luo Chen sighed with emotion and asked puzzledly: "Didn't it mean that in normal battles, there would be foundation-building monks as referees to avoid death?"

“There are only a few foundations in the sword pavilion?”

 After Feng Xia’s explanation, Luo Chen realized that the current competition on the Dao Forum was different from the past.

　In winter, more and more monks participated in the competition. After careful selection every day, the schedule was full.

There are only a few foundation-building monks left behind in the Jade Cauldron Sword Pavilion.

There are so many shows that I can’t watch them every day.

 Hence, most of the time, low-level monks from the Jade Cauldron of the law enforcement team are responsible for judging penalties.

Low-level Jade Cauldron monks, to put it bluntly, are also in the Qi refining stage.

At the critical moment, it may not be possible to stop the two people who are really hot.

 In the past month, many monks have died due to being unable to hold back their hands during competitions.

He even said that this situation was also fueled by Jiange.

 The more intense the battle, the more people will watch and place bets.

At that time, Duan Feng's battle was supposed to be the focus battle, but the first and second battles were temporarily added to the last battle. Therefore, after the foundation-building monk supervised it, someone else was replaced as the referee.

 The final result is one death and one injury.

 The casual cultivator from Xuelianfang died, and Duan Feng was seriously injured.

Even others were carried back by the monks of Jiange, which shows how badly they were injured.

“The internal organs were displaced, the bones were broken in many places, and there were thirteen large and small wounds on the body.”

“These are all okay, the most serious thing is that the cold air entered the body, which hindered Xiao Duan’s use of spiritual power to heal his injuries.”

“Also, the meridians were severely damaged. If we don’t take care of them early, I’m afraid it will affect future foundation building.”

Feng Xia looked at the east wing with pity, her hoarse voice seemed not to be afraid of being heard by the people inside.

She shook her head, "I discovered it two days ago, and I took advantage of my free time to help him boil some medicine. But these methods of mine can only help him partially recover from his injuries. The most deadly cold air needs to be consumed by himself. . As for the meridians being injured..."

 She did not finish the rest of the words.

 All elixirs that can treat the Dantian and meridians are extremely expensive.

Given Duan Feng’s habit of fighting all the time and constantly improving his cultivation, he probably doesn’t have any savings to buy these medicines.

Luo Chen was silent for a while and then stood up.

 “I’ll go see him!”

 Pushing open the door, a wave of coldness hit my face.

 It’s actually colder inside the house than outside!

There is a red stove burning in front of Mingming's bed.

Luo Chen looked over and found that Duan Feng was not asleep. Instead, he had his eyes open and stared at the beams blankly.

 He walked to the side, looked at Duan Feng, and couldn't help but sigh.

“You are obviously very good at repairing magic weapons, and you can make a living by running a small stall, so why bother going to the Taoist forum every day to fight for your life?”

“I’ve said it before, if you walk by the river often, your shoes won’t get wet.”

“If you don’t lose this time, someone will always find out the details in the future.”

He listened very carefully just now. The monk from Xuelianfang who took the initiative to challenge Duan Feng had prepared three methods against Duan Feng.

 Winning in the end was entirely due to Duan Feng risking his life. In order to maintain his ranking, he died together at all costs.

For this reason, Duan Feng and his high-grade flying sword were damaged.

 Listening to Luo Chen's rambling, Duan Feng's dull eyes finally felt a little alive.

 He moved his lips and said softly.

"You're annoying!"

 “Tsk, good intentions are just like a donkey’s liver and lungs, who cares about you!”

Luo Chen spit, turned around and left the house.

 Feng Xia stood at the door, looking unbearable.

 Suddenly, a medicine bottle was handed to her.

“This is a replenishing and nourishing fluid for meridians. It is specially used by Foundation Establishment monks to repair damage to the meridians. The effect is excellent.”

“I’ve used 80% of it, and there’s still a little left. Pour one drop every day, mix it with water and give it to him to drink!”

 Feng Xia looked at the medicine bottle in surprise.

 She works in Baicao Pavilion all year round, next to the Spiritual Medicine Pavilion, so she naturally knows how precious the pulse-replenishing liquid is.

 This small bottle is worth at least three hundred spirit stones.

Moreover, it is only for foundation-building monks, and the quality will only be better. I am afraid it is the kind of good medicine that only costs 500 spiritual stones per bottle.

 “This is too expensive!”

"The person is gone, so why is it valuable?" Luo Chen curled his lips, "And even if there is only a little bit left, it may not be able to cure him completely, so just use it! Remember not to waste it. After you use it, swish the bottle with water. It’s more or less effective.”

 After saying that, he ignored the slight movement in the room and turned around and returned to his own room.

 To be honest, he was actually very tired.

Yesterday there was a one-on-three battle, and Lu Huaiben was interrogated all night long. Today he hastily returned to the city to deal with a lot of things.

Even though his spiritual foundation is deep, he can’t stand it now.

 When I got home, I lit the stove, wrapped myself in a thick quilt and fell asleep.

  …    When I woke up, it was already evening.

 Lying on the bed, through the skylight, Luo Chen saw streaks of snowflakes falling from the sky.

Then the heat in the house melted on the glass skylight, forming fog.

　　A month of hard training and a month of refining alchemy may sound easy, but in fact, I am almost exhausted.

 Today's sleep at home made Luo Chen completely relaxed.

As soon as his ears twitched, he stood up, put on his shoes, put on the plush coat made of white fox fur, and walked out of the house.

“Sister Xia, I asked Shopkeeper Liu and he said no.”

“Now that Baicaotang is no longer under his control, he can’t speak.”

"These foundation-building monks are so cruel! You have done so many years for Baicao Hall, and your voice is broken. Now there is a new shopkeeper, who just wants you to leave. There is no human touch at all."

 “To be honest, I almost want to leave.”

 …

 …

 “Don’t leave.”

"There are more high-level casual cultivators now than before. You are leaving. Where can you find such a good job?"

“I still have some savings, so I will have no problem surviving this winter.”

“If it doesn’t work out, I’ll ask Sister Qinglian to see if there’s still a shortage of people in the Poshan Gang.”

 In the courtyard, Feng Xia spoke hoarsely, and Bai Meiling sat next to her with an unhappy look on her face.

Luo Chen just listened for a short while and roughly guessed the general situation.

Those large sect shops have a ten-year rotation tradition, so the foundation storekeeper of the Spiritual Medicine Pavilion was transferred back.

Shopkeeper Liu of Baicaotang is old and familiar with the situation here, so he did not return to Yaowang Sect and stayed in Dahefang.

However, the Yaowang Sect also gave him a benefit and transferred him from Baicaotang to Lingyao Pavilion.

 Although they belong to the same business, the interests of the two shops are very different.

Shopkeeper Liu has received great benefits, so naturally he will not give any advice to the newcomers from Baicao Hall to build the foundation.

 The new one who is building a foundation is either trying to establish his authority or is eager to cultivate his own people.

 As soon as he took office, many old employees were fired.

Female cultivators like Feng Xia, who looked ordinary and whose throats were damaged, were the first targets of his elimination.

 No wonder Feng Xia has been free recently and hasn't gone to work.

 It turns out that he is unemployed!

Luo Chen didn't know what to say. He wanted to have a dinner together tonight, so that he could completely relax his tense mood.

Just when he was hesitating to give up the idea of ​​having a dinner party tonight, Qin Liangchen and the others came back.

 At the first moment, Gu Caiyi approached Luo Chen nervously.

“I heard that you met Jie Xiu when you went home yesterday?”

After counting the number of elixirs yesterday, Sikong Shoujia took people to various shops to deliver elixirs, and she stayed in the elixir hall.

Sikong Shoujia secretly told her about Luo Chen's attack when he came back at noon today.

Although Luo Chen hunted down Lu Huaiben in broad daylight.

 But at that time he was carrying a big cauldron, and his face was covered by four-color tassels, so most of the casual cultivators in the outer city didn't know who was so popular.

 This matter can be kept hidden for now.

 After all, the rightful master of the ninth level of Qi Refining has not been caught yet, and it would be embarrassing to tell anyone about him.

At this moment, not only Gu Caiyi, but also Qin Liangchen and his wife, Feng Xia, Bai Meiling and others were also looking at Luo Chen.

 Concern, surprise, curiosity, all kinds of emotions, just to name a few.

Luo Chen smiled bitterly and said, "Yes, everyone seems to be having a hard time recently."

As soon as these words came out, Feng Xia's face darkened.

Luo Chen was attacked, Duan Feng was injured, and the job she relied on for a living was gone.

 Somehow, the people in the yard have indeed been a little unlucky recently.

"Are you okay?" Gu Caiyi looked at Luo Chen, hesitantly.

Luo Chen was naturally fine, so he just laughed and ignored the matter.

 He didn't want to talk too carefully, lest everyone worry.

Upon seeing this, Murong Qinglian suggested that everyone have a meal together in the evening and she would cook.

 Everyone can do whatever they want.

Soon, with the concerted efforts of everyone, a sumptuous dinner was served at the Qin family.

At the dinner table, Bai Meiling talked about how domineering the new foundation-building monks from Baicao Hall were. They not only fired the old employees, but also planned to reduce the salaries of others.

Qin Liangchen also scolded Mi Shuhua, scolding him for not paying attention to Luo Chen and only sending two people to protect Luo Chen.

Murong Qinglian asked Feng Xia seriously and carefully about her future plans.

 “If that doesn’t work, come to the medicine hall!”

"You are very familiar with the properties of various herbal medicines. I guarantee that it will be no problem for the medicine hall to give you a basic salary."

 Feng Xia decided to agree without much hesitation.

 But at the critical moment, he was stopped by Luo Chen.

“I want to start a small business, and I need someone who is careful and trustworthy to help me run it, and preferably not from the Poshan Gang.”

“Sister Xia is very good, why don’t you come and help me!”

“And to be honest, the treatment given to the cultivators below at the Poshan Gang’s main halls is generally low. Sister Xia is a bit overqualified when she goes to the medicine hall.”

This is very beautifully said.

 At the same time, he is careful and trustworthy, and at the end, he says "overkill is overkill."

Especially in the words, it also showed that he would be treated very well.

 Feng Xia's heart suddenly moved.

 Not only her, but others are also curious about Luo Chen's small business.

 They also know about Chenyue Food Stall, and they really make a lot of money every month.

How long has it been since Luo Chen started a new business?

Luo Chen didn’t hold back and said it directly.

"milk tea?"

 …

 “Is this the milk tea you are talking about?”

 The next day, in addition to the bitter medicinal smell, the yard was also filled with the rich smell of milk and the faint smell of tea.

There were only three people in the yard, Luo Chen, Feng Xia and Qin Liangchen who had nothing to do.

 “Yes, try it! By the way, give me a review so I can improve the recipe.”

 “Okay, it shouldn’t kill me.”

Qin Liangchen smiled and took a sip of milk tea, then frowned.

 “The taste is a bit strange, too fishy.”

 “Is it fishy?”

"Yes, you must be using cow's milk! It smells very fragrant, but no one usually drinks it."

 After hearing this comment, Luo Chen thought for a while, took out his notebook and started writing and drawing.

After a while, a new and improved formula was released.

 According to the new formula, Luo Chen called Dongfang Liang and asked him to buy some more animal milk.

But in the yard, he also tried to use various medicinal materials to neutralize the strong smell of the monster's milk.

But the effect was never good. Qin Liangchen, who was trying the drink, was very excited at the beginning, but gradually turned blue in the end.

“Try it again, this time it’s replaced by Fu Zhulu’s milk. It will definitely taste much better.”

Before Luo Chen handed over the cup, he heated the milk tea with a weak fireball.

 Qin Liangchen took a deep breath and drank the newly prepared milk tea.

 After drinking it, his expression became obviously weird.

“You haven’t diluted this milk, right?”

Luo Chen explained on the side: "Fuzhulu is the gentlest among the first-order monsters, but the milk taste is too bland. And I wanted to use the name Fuzhulu milk, so I retained some of the original flavor and medicinal materials. Use very little. Lingcha is too expensive, so I just use less of it to save costs.”

Qin Liangchen frowned and asked softly: "Did you do it on purpose or accidentally?"

Luo Chen raised his chest and said proudly: "I did it on purpose. How about it? It tastes good!"

“Asshole, don’t you know that if you drink the milk of deer without diluting it, even a monk will not be able to withstand it?”

 After saying that, he stood up with his sword and rushed straight out of the courtyard!

Luo Chen was confused, what happened?

Feng Xia stood next to her with a strange expression, "My husband, Zhulu, uses fenugreek as food. The main function of that herb is to relax the intestines and relieve constipation. Its medicinal properties are very strong and cannot be suppressed by any monk in the Qi refining stage. Long-term use of fenugreek The deer milk squeezed out by deer naturally has a laxative effect. "

Luo Chen opened his mouth slightly and stared blankly at the cup of milk tea in his hand.

 It seems that there is still a long way to go to research new milk tea recipes!

When Qin Liangchen returned to the courtyard with a happy face, his expression changed instantly when he saw another cup of milk tea handed over by Luo Chen.

 “Brother, it’s time for tea!”

 “Get out of here!”

 (End of this chapter)