Mortals: start with self-created body cultivation

"Junior Brother Han, do you really not want money?"

Outside the God's Hand Valley, Han Li patted his chest and said with high spirits: "Brother Xu, we are friends. It would be unjust to accept your money. Just don't let Master Mo know about it."

As he said this, he reluctantly pushed back a large bag of silver, feeling regretful in his heart.

So much money, so much money! !

It was enough for him to receive a few years of rewards from Doctor Mo. Why did he work so hard to practice that bad skill? It was not to make more money so that my little sister and the others could live a better life at home.

He wanted to slap himself twice, tell him to pretend to be a poor man, and slap his face to pretend to be a fat man.

Xu Qingyang couldn't tell what he was thinking. Boys all want face.

Putting away the money, Xu Qingyang smiled: "Friends are friends, these are two different things. I don't like to take advantage of my friends. I owe you a favor this time. I'll call you anytime if you need anything in the future."

Most children would probably hold on for dear life, but Han Li was more rational.

Why was he so generous and dared to leak Dr. Mo's precious elixir secretly? It was not just to make him look fat, or simply for the sake of the friendship between the two. Han Li is far from being generous now. He is instinctively looking for helpers for himself.

I don’t know what I can help, but everyone needs help that day.

He thinks he has no martial arts skills, and Doctor Mo doesn't allow him to practice martial arts. He can't beat anyone, and he has always been insecure. Xu Qingyang happens to be a famous figure in the Qixuan Sect. No matter what happens in the future, he can provide him with huge help.

After giving this thing away and getting Xu Qingyang's promise of friendship, they became true friends.

Of course, Han Li only has a vague concept at the moment. There is an element of loyalty, and he will not completely taint the pure childhood friendship with the exchange of interests like adults.

It’s only right that he can’t lose money on this investment.

Xu Qingyang said no more and slapped Han Li on the chest: "Remember, no matter what kind of trouble you encounter, come to me and I will definitely help you solve it!"

Under the sunlight, this statement is quite warm.

Han Li nodded heavily. It was only a few years later that he truly understood the weight of this promise.

Let’s not go into details here. Taking the copied elixir prescription, Xu Qingyang returned to his residence and began to search for the medicinal materials required for the above formula that night. Half of them were rare and rare medicines in the world. The main medicine was particularly old and ordinary people could get it. You can make a fortune with just one piece, and although the remaining auxiliary medicines are not too hard to find in the south, they are also quite expensive.

He could find most of the herbs, except for a few older herbs that were difficult to get.

When he went to the God's Hand Valley, what he wanted most was that Han Li could produce high-grade herbs in one step, but the result was undoubtedly a little too early, and it was difficult to get there.

It doesn't matter, it's good to get the prescription.

This medicinal elixir is the result of the best alchemy skills in the world. With his current medical accumulation, it is difficult for him to create it out of thin air.

He speculated that this elixir was not necessarily researched by people in the world, but was most likely a product of the world of immortal cultivation. It could allow Han Li to quickly improve his Qi training level. This is the most obvious example. This kind of thing is completely It can satisfy his thoughts and regard it as the best and most convenient source of energy at present to supplement the energy supply required by the technique.

As for how to refine it, Xu Qingyang is very confident.

Han Li also borrowed a finished product, which was enough for him to analyze a lot of things. Early the next morning, he went to Wang Juechu and tricked him into allocating resources to him.

"Junior Brother Xu, why do you want so many medicinal materials?"

Wang Juechu looked at the list he handed over. Not only were there various types, but the portions were also exaggerated.

He didn't know the total value of the medicinal materials on the list, and he would immediately jump in if he knew it, but he couldn't even imagine it. Xu Qingyang came to him specifically. It was definitely not something that ordinary people could make the decision and agree to. He, the sect leader, had to approve it.

"Brother, these medicinal materials are for the master to make medicine..."

"Uncle Master wants to use it!"

Wang Juechu was shocked and quickly stood up from his chair.

After being surprised and a little suspicious, the three Supreme Elders have decided to retreat together to understand the shackles of martial arts. No one is allowed to disturb them unless the disaster of annihilation is right around the corner.

In the sect, only a few core senior executives understand it, and the only one who knows clearly is the young junior brother in front of him.

In this case, why do you need so many medicinal materials to make medicine?

Even if he wanted to, he should have said it before retreating, so that he could be notified in advance to prepare early, so it seemed that this guy was just trying to trick him into allocating funds.

Xu Qingyang is really pulling the skin of a tiger, because the quantity he wants is too much.

Converted into money, even tens of thousands of taels of gold can't be bought.

Money is not the most important thing. Many of them cannot be bought even if you have money. It requires a lot of manpower and material resources to collect or even rob. The reason why he needs so much now is not only for his own use, he also has to consume a lot of it for preliminary clinical experiments. It is not unusually difficult to convince Wang Juechu to use such a huge sect's resources based on his own face alone.

After thinking about it, it would be easiest to pull out the master's tiger skin first.

"Brother, the disciple is definitely not talking nonsense. This is a task specially given to the disciple by the master before going into seclusion."

"This elixir is a residual recipe. It requires a lot of experiments on precious medicinal materials, and it is inconvenient for outsiders to intervene. But as long as it succeeds, it will play a vital role in whether the master and the two uncles can break through the shackles of martial arts..."

Wang Juechu was doubtful, but he didn't dare to ignore it directly. He knew the title of Xu Qingyang's Little Miracle Doctor.

The damnedest thing is that he can't verify it now. The three junior uncles are the real Optimus Primes of the Qixuan Sect. No matter what the request is, he must carefully consider it. He thought about it quickly and comforted: "Little junior brother, please be patient. If you are not too impatient, Can you give me some time?"

Xu Qingyang was in a dilemma: "Disciple is not in a hurry, but as soon as Master and the others come out of seclusion, they will probably have to use..."

"Okay..."

Wang Juechu was in a dilemma, so he could only grit his teeth and send someone to work on the list and make a budget. When he saw the results, Wang put on a mask of pain.

"Senior Brother Wang, is it okay?"

How can there be no problem? The problem is big, but it is still within the acceptable range.

What is a martial arts sect? To put it bluntly, it is a black society, a violent gang. Not only do their businesses spread all over the country, but the wealthy businessmen in various counties and counties pay them protection fees every month, even if it is not a little bit. There is no shortage of money, and the same is not enough for people. If it's in short supply, buy it if you can, and grab it if you can't.

Xu Qingyang was very satisfied. It was enough to open up the situation in the early stage and figure out a way later.

This is the benefit of relying on a big force. Without this, Xu Qingyang's current situation would not have the time and energy to do it himself.

Not talking about this, let's get Wang Juechu's first investment done for the time being. Xu Qingyang took the warrant and went to the relevant agencies, divided the shops in various places, transferred most of the existing inventory inside and outside the door, and then began to configure Jianghu. The famous holy medicine.

"Golden Marrow Pill!"