Multifunctional Sword Cultivation Starts from Taxi

This name made Zhang Yun's pretty face blush again.

Ye Zhe had expected this, because this name is indeed easy to be misunderstood, as if there is something wrong, so he explained:

"This is an association formed by a group of low-level cultivators specifically targeting ordinary people. You find a public crane pavilion to send a message to this number, write down the requirements and marks, and then remit money to the account with the same number with a mark, such as remitting a few cents more. The other party can match the requirements with the money, and they don't have to show up during the whole process. As long as it does not involve cultivators and does not break the law, they can accept it."

There are ordinary people and cultivators in this world. There are also people who have practiced a little bit, but they can't be called cultivators. They are generally below the foundation-building stage, between the sixth and ninth levels of Qi Refining. They have certain abilities, but they have no hope of practicing.

These people organized themselves and used the little they learned to support their families, so there was a worry-relieving club, which can relieve the worries of ordinary people and satisfy the hunger of these people, having the best of both worlds.

Why did Ye Zhe have the number of this club? Because if he could not successfully build the foundation and graduate as a monk, then he would most likely join this club to make a living.

This club accepts all commissions, such as taking care of the elderly, taking care of children, visiting graves for guests, and beating people.

As long as it is not against the law and does not target monks, they will accept it. As for whether beating people is against the law? They will beat them within the scope of not breaking the law.

Zhang Yun can completely issue a commission to harass those who harass her, such as releasing ghosts in the middle of the night, putting laxatives in food, spraying water on pants, etc.

If she doesn't sleep well, she will be out of shape, and her pants will be wet like incontinence when she goes out, and no one will bother her anymore.

Zhang Yun's eyes widened, with an incredible expression on her face: "There is such a magical place? Is it expensive?"

"It depends on your requirements. You can set the price according to how much you think your commission is worth. If the other party thinks it is worth it, they will accept it. If it is not worth it, no one will accept it. If no one accepts it, you can deposit more money into your account, increase the amount, or cancel the commission and refund the money. Of course, if you don't want to show up, the money will not be refunded to your account."

After this explanation, Zhang Yun immediately understood. With sparkling eyes, she pinched the card and bowed to Ye Zhe excitedly.

Ye Zhe waved his hand unhappily and said, "I'm leaving. See you later." He rushed upstairs in one step. If he stayed like this, he would be trampled by her and his life would be shortened.

After returning home, he put down the materials and tools, and Qingmiao rolled over the furnace to take a look, and immediately sighed: "Although the furnace is not important, the quality of this furnace is too poor. It is not as good as the furnace that the apprentices in the past practiced."

"Can't it be used?" Ye Zhe asked. Qingmiao said he could buy whatever he wanted, so he just picked the cheapest one, 13 yuan each, made of the same material as the casserole for stewing soup, but with a different shape.

A higher-grade furnace costs 130 yuan, a higher-grade furnace costs 1,700 yuan, a higher-grade furnace costs 38,000 yuan, a higher-grade furnace costs 980,000 yuan, and a higher-grade furnace costs 20 spirit stones. Huichuntang doesn't have any higher-grade furnaces.

The price increases by more than ten times for each higher-grade furnace, and Ye Zhe doesn't want to spend that money to buy a higher-grade furnace.

"It can be used, but it's just a basic elixir anyway. If you master the temperature, it's hard to break it. But if you buy this kind of furnace, those refiners are getting less and less particular." Qingmiao said with disdain.

Ye Zhe nodded, as long as it can be used, he is not familiar with the refiners, and it's none of his business whether they are particular or not.

"Okay, soak it for half an hour, then fill a pot of water, add salt and boil it." Qingmiao ordered.

Ye Zhe pointed at his nose: "Me? I don't know how to make it. What if I break it?"

"Of course it's you. I told you it's very simple. It's just a basic elixir. It's hard to break it. You can't let me play with fire." Qingmiao spread her hands and spread out her branches.

The tree demon is not afraid of anything else but fire. However, Qingmiao doesn't worry about the furnace fire. Her statement is more like forcing Ye Zhe to do something.

"Okay." Ye Zhe also felt that it was a bit immoral to let the tree demon play with fire. Since Qingmiao said it was difficult to break it, he should practice boldly.

Use salt water to open the furnace, clean the materials, and under Qingmiao's guidance, remove the impurities of the materials and cut them into uniform small pieces.

"In addition to the formula and the temperature, there is another trick to alchemy, which is the pretreatment of the materials. To ensure the proportion of the formula, the pretreatment of the materials is very important. The same kind of medicinal material has different growth months, different years, different weights and densities, different components of roots and stems, and the same stems, but different lower and upper parts. Many novice alchemists do not pay attention to the distinction. They put 50 grams of stems instead of 50 grams of leaves. If they want to succeed, they have to rely on luck."

"Is that so? Are stems and leaves different?" Ye Zhe had no basic knowledge of alchemy and immediately asked a very novice question.

"Your question is too much, it's like saying that spiritual ginseng and spiritual ginseng flowers are the same."

"Are they different?"

Ye Zhe and Qingmiao chatted casually while processing the medicinal materials, and remembered a lot of alchemy knowledge points during the chat.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. Ye Zhe was startled and immediately used his flying sword to protect himself.

Ye Zhe didn't have many friends in Wuya Mountain City. Even if he had friends, they didn't know his address. It was impossible for anyone to visit him. Could it be that the enemies of Qingmiao and others came to visit? Is it polite to knock on the door first?

The dog lying on the Putian stretched himself and changed his position to continue lying. Qingmiao worked non-stop, but said: "A human woman with no cultivation, holding food in her hands, is not a threat. If there is a threat, we will find it."

As expected of a tree demon with a cultivation level comparable to the ninth level of the Golden Core, it has already monitored the apartment.

When he heard about the human woman, Ye Zhe had roughly guessed who it was. He tiptoed to the cat's eye and saw that it was indeed Zhang Yun. She might have taken a shower and changed clothes. Her hair was tied up high. She stood outside the door holding some cakes. The palm print on her face had disappeared, and she was beautiful again. She had the taste of a kind housewife.

Ye Zhe retreated silently, neither opening the door nor answering, pretending that there was no one in the room.

Qingmiao asked in a strange voice: "Why don't you open the door? Don't you know her?"

"I know her. I helped her a little when I came back just now. Maybe she came to thank me." Ye Zhe responded in a low voice.

"Oh, a hero saving a beautiful woman? Isn't that perfect? ​​Please come in and have some cakes and chat together. Maybe you can develop a relationship." Qingmiao said suddenly.

Yezhe shook his head: "No, no, talking about feelings affects cultivation. Don't pay attention to her. She thinks she will leave by herself when there is no one."

Qingmiao looked at Yezhe in surprise and said incomprehensibly: "Why would talking about feelings affect cultivation? And don't you need to pass on the family line? You are in the foundation-building stage now, which is a good time to pass on the family line. You are a man, so just sow the seeds. Wait until you break through the golden elixir to have a child, then it will affect your cultivation."

In the golden elixir stage, the innate essence is transformed into the golden elixir and loses the ability to reproduce. If you want to have children, you must convert part of the golden elixir back, which is very detrimental to your cultivation.

In the foundation-building stage, one essence and three blood, one essence in the golden elixir stage is estimated to be equivalent to one foundation-building, unless you meet a golden elixir master of the same realm, and practice sex and life with him, gather essence and turn into a fetus, but this will damage the cultivation of the other party. How deep must the relationship be to let another golden elixir give birth to a child for you?

Therefore, most cultivators will marry and have children early in the foundation-building period, so that they can rest assured and not worry about not having any descendants after reaching the golden elixir stage.

Ye Zhe laughed awkwardly: "Why are you talking about passing on the family line suddenly? And what does it mean to 'just sow seeds'? Your idea is too bad."

Qingmiao's tone became serious: "No, this is a very serious issue. If the leader of the Yixian Sect has no offspring, the people below will be uneasy. The previous generation of the sect leader had offspring, so why should we force you? For the sake of the ten thousand generations of the immortal sect, please make sure to have more children."

Ye Zhe was stunned by Qingmiao's words, as if there was an extra throne under his butt.

The footsteps at the door faded away, and it was obvious that Zhang Yun thought no one was at home and left. Ye Zhe took the opportunity to rush to the door, opened the door and took a look. Zhang Yun did leave, but the cakes were left.

Bring in the cakes. Ye Zhe tried to skip the topic by eating the cakes. He was forced to take over as the leader of the sect yesterday, and today he had to have a baby to stabilize the foundation. This jump was too big. Ye Zhe was not mentally prepared and did not want to continue the topic.

Qingmiao was very serious. She kept staring at Ye Zhe. Seeing that Ye Zhe kept avoiding her sight, Qingmiao suddenly said: "You are not avoiding the continuation of the family line. You have someone in your heart. That's good. For the foundation of the immortal sect for thousands of generations, find the person in your heart and have a baby."

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