Those Who Engage In Chemistry Go To Cultivate Immortality

Tong Shan Tang finally had guests, two of them came in the morning, and both of them were fathers with their emaciated sons, asking to buy Wujin Pills by name. And every purchase is three.

Leng Rui felt a little strange, but found nothing wrong.

Near noon, there was suddenly a din of gongs and drums outside, and the high-pitched suona resounded through the sky.

Leng Rui looked out and was stunned.

It was the curator Li again, bringing his son and a group of people over carrying a plaque.

There are four big characters on the plaque: "medicine cures the disease".

"What kind of tricks is this Li guy playing?" Leng Rui murmured inwardly.

Dumb also saw it, and said cheerfully: "This group of people haven't been beaten enough, here they come again!"

The sound of gongs and drums attracted the spectators from the street again.

What does curator Li mean? This is for revenge!

Isn't it right? Revenge is also carrying a plaque, and then hang it up after beating?

The spectators became even more interested and crowded over.

The team came directly to the gate of Tong Shan Tang.

Master Li came in first, with a smile all over his face, arched his hands together and said: "Two Masters! This medicine is amazing!"

After finishing speaking, the curator Li took out a bank note and handed it to Duhu.

"This is two thousand five hundred taels. One thousand taels are my thanks. The five hundred taels are my son's medicine money, and the other one thousand taels are for ten more pills."

Master Li's voice was clear and loud, and everyone who watched the scene could hear it clearly.

Everyone understood at once that this is a good medicine, and the curator Li specially came to thank him.

"Master Li still wants to buy ten pills? No need, your son should take five pills, it's useless to eat more." Leng Rui said politely.

As the old saying goes, don't reach out and hit a smiling face.

"Ah! Five pills are enough! Thank you so much. It's okay. I'll buy these ten pills and give them to my disciples when I go back." Master Li said proudly.

There was joy and sorrow in my heart, but the joy was that my son was cured. Sadly, it cost an extra thousand taels of silver.

He dare not not spend the thousand taels!

During the day yesterday, two people from the Bingma Division came over.

The two were stern-faced, neither eating nor taking anything, and directly warned: "Dare to go to Tongshantang to make trouble? Do you still want to hang out in Wangjing City? You're sloppy, you're quick, go and pay back the money. Or, Don’t even run this martial arts school!”

At night, it's even scarier.

A man dressed in black appeared in his bedroom for some unknown reason, put a knife on his throat, and said in a low voice, "Hurry up and apologize to Tong Shan Tang, and spread more about the curative effect of Wujin Wan. Otherwise, tomorrow night... ..."

The man in black didn't say a word, but only slightly exerted force with the tip of the knife, and then, in the blink of an eye, the man disappeared.

Master Li is also a martial arts practitioner, and his martial arts are not bad, but he has no power to fight back against the man in black.

He understands that this is not an ordinary person, maybe he is a person with a bit of morality.

Oh my grandpa! How tough are you two boys in the background! Why didn't he have eyesight, and kicked the iron plate. Don't say anything, hurry up and apologize!

"Everyone in the neighborhood, friends, I'm not bragging, look at my son, he took two pills, and he's completely cured. Look at his physique now, he looks like a calf..."

Mr. Li was eloquent and sold on the spot.

"Thank you, Mr. Li, for your patronage. I hope..." Leng Rui originally wanted to say "hope to come here often", but he held back his words as soon as he spoke.

"Okay, I won't bother you anymore, I'll introduce a few more friends to buy medicine when I go back. Come, come! Hang up the plaque."

Several people hurriedly hung the plaque on the gate. Gold lettering on a black background, looks very stylish.

Two days later, a news spread in Wangjing City, Tongshan Tang's Wujinwan was amazing, it could heal wounds and increase strength.

The most amazing thing is that San Gouzi, the little apprentice of Tongshantang, is also a genius doctor. Needless to say, you are injured, and you can see it at a glance, and the medicine will cure you.

Tong Shan Tang is now lined up at the entrance, and the Bing Ma Si specially sent a few people to maintain order.

An old man lying on a stretcher was carried in.

"Third Master, please take a look, my father was injured thirty years ago and has been lying on the bed." A middle-aged man begged.

Leng Rui's common name is Sangouzi. Now everyone is embarrassed to call him Sangouzi, but they respectfully call him Sangouzi.

Leng Rui looked at the old man on the stretcher, he was as skinny as a stick, and he breathed out a lot but took in less.

"Uncle, how old is this old man?" Leng Rui asked the middle-aged man.

"My father is over two hundred and sixty, so he has lived a long life!" The middle-aged man said with pride in his tone.

Leng Rui frowned when he heard this. This is also a long life. There are really filial children in the family, and they are pulled out for treatment at such an old age.

Leng Rui took a closer look at the old man and found that there was no serious illness, but he was old and his various organs were aging. The only problem is that the left thigh is slightly injured, and the upper part is slightly black.

"The old man's left leg was injured, so it should be unreliable." Zuo Rui said.

"Yes, yes! Three Masters, you are amazing, you can see it at a glance. People outside say so, I still don't believe it." The middle-aged man said in surprise.

"Take five pills and you will be cured." Leng Rui said calmly.

The middle-aged man quickly took out a bank note, said with a smile, "My name is Yu Huizhong, and my family is from an old store in the south of the city. I have been in business for several generations. The three masters will come and sit down when I have time."

"Okay, sure, sure!" Leng Rui also said politely.

...

Leng Rui now really understands what it feels like to make money and get soft hands.

After a few days, he earned tens of thousands of taels of silver.

Cultivation Guide is right, pill refining is the most profitable.

"Eldest brother, where did you buy the dragon's breath incense and the tortoise shell?" Leng Rui asked.

"I don't know. He always goes out to buy it by himself, and he doesn't know where he bought it." Duan replied.

"Can you buy it in medicine stores?" Leng Rui asked again.

"I can't buy it!" Dumb replied very simply.

With silver in hand, Leng Rui wanted to buy those materials back, and the mysterious factor in them was what he was most interested in.

Moreover, that is also the mysterious substance that he used to smell directly.

In order to heal his own wounds, he must find dragon's breath.

You can't buy it in the medicinal material store. Is it true that according to the guidelines of Xiuxian, you have to go to the street stall to check for leaks?

However, he has visited the street stalls in Wangjing City a few times, and they are basically places where scammers gather, and those who are not scammers sell low-end goods that no one wants.

going or not? After hesitating for a long time, Leng Rui still felt that he was going to hit a big luck. So many seniors started their careers on street stalls, so he was missing.

After dinner, Leng Rui said hello to Duhu, and then wandered out alone.

Tonight is a first quarter moon, and two moonlights form a pair of hooks, one east and one west, embedded in the sky.

It was already dark, but people could still be seen vaguely.

The fluorite lamps of the merchants on both sides of the street were lit up, shining brightly and softly.

The night market street is not so bright.

There are many small merchants and hawkers here, but few can afford fluorite lamps. Most of them light a glass oil lamp, and the flames flicker now and then.

The street is very lively, people are selling and buying. The yelling was also one after another, with the smoke and fire of the world amidst the noise.

Leng Rui likes the tone of the night market very much. It doesn't matter whether you buy or not, just wandering around like this is also a kind of fun.

He has been here several times, but at that time he was empty-handed and didn't dare to buy anything.

It's different now, with a big pocket, he can be regarded as a small rich man.

There is a stall selling hot and sour soup on the side of the road, and the spicy and sour smell wafts over, evoking something deep in Leng Rui's memory.

This is what he likes to eat on earth. In winter, a bowl of hot and sour soup, two biscuits, sweating slightly on the top of his head, not to mention how comfortable it is.

This small stall is very simple, with a few small tables and stools on the ground, where many people sit and drink.

Leng Rui followed suit, ordered a bowl of hot and sour soup and a white flour pancake, and sat on a small stool to eat slowly.

He enjoyed it very much, the hot and sour taste slid on the tip of his tongue, and his stomach was burning.

The white flour pancakes are very chewy, and when you take a bite, your mouth will be filled with the aroma of wheat.

"The wheat here is much tastier than on Earth!" He secretly praised in his heart.

At the same time, he was a little strange. It is said that wheat is hybridized from dogtail grass and several kinds of grasses in the wild. Why did the same thing happen here? Is there really a will of God in the dark?

Thinking about this big philosophical question, Leng Rui finished a bowl of soup and a piece of biscuit.

Standing up and paying the bill, Leng Rui strolled leisurely again.

He came here with a purpose, and he glanced at some dark and inconspicuous stalls.

Those who sell stones, bones, bottles and cans, and books are all his key targets.

These small stalls are all places where miracles occur as described in the guide to cultivating immortals on earth.

Suddenly, he vaguely felt a danger, as if someone was staring at him.

Leng Rui was startled in his heart, but on the surface he remained calm and concentrated on his guard.

When he left a small stone stall in disappointment, he just took two steps when he felt a hand hit his waist.

The mysterious factor in him kicked in, and he could clearly see where the danger came from.

He turned sideways abruptly, stretched out his right hand like electricity, and firmly grasped a soft little hand.

"Ah!" He heard a low girl's exclamation.