White Head Demon Master

　　 "Who dares to bully my grandson..."

　　 "...Huh, it turned out to be the second son of Fang..."

Fang Cun looked at Gu Lulu's steaming kettle with a helpless face, and then listened to the rustling noise in the hut. An old Mr. Qu, who was copying the pill furnace in his hand, ran out angrily, and then looked at him again. It was me. The anger that was full of anger disappeared quickly, with a smile on his face, and he threw the pill furnace in his hand to the side, and smiled and greeted him.

　　 "Meet Mr. Qu..."

　　 Fangcun smiled and jumped out of the carriage. As soon as he turned around, Xiao Aoyagi handed over two jars and a box.

　　 The old man frowned and said, "Come here, why bother to learn from those mediocre people and bring some shabby things..."

Fang Cun lifted the things in his hands and smiled: "These two jars are made from the jade dew brewed from the old well. They have been stored for three hundred years and have not been opened. In this box, It's the good hairy tip on Yunwu Mountain before the rain, which the beauty brought out..."

"What?"

　　 There are a lot of people coming and going around. Hearing this, his eyes straightened.

　　 Crane Zhenzhang also jumped in his heart: "Fuck, I am really willing to..."

　　 In the eyes of everyone, Mr. Qu quickly became expressionless, and said: "Take it in, sit down and talk!"

　　 "Hehe, no, the juniors just come to ask something, if it's not right, they have to go elsewhere!"

Fang Cun smiled and put the tea and wine on the small wooden table in front of the house, and said to the old man Dian: "In the home of the younger generation, the old man has a big birthday, and he must show his filial piety no matter how he is a son, but my old man sees more. I've got rare and exotic treasures, fine brewed fairy tea, and I won't be able to see him in idle time. So I came to visit Mr. Qu today, but I wanted to ask for advice. I would like to ask the old man to use his methods and collect some treasures to make for my father. I don’t know what your husband likes when the last potion of Baodan came to prolong life.”

　　 "Bao Dan?"

　　 People who had been attracted by the surroundings suddenly had a lot of ears.

　　 "Refining Baodan?"

But Mr. Qu couldn’t help being stunned when he heard the words. Although there is only one word difference between Bao Pill and Ling Pill, the properties, value, and difficulty of the pill are not the same. , But Bao Dan did not dare to practice, or even said that he would not, but Mr. Qu did not hesitate about this, just said in amazement: "Master Fang family, shouldn't it be a gas refiner?"

　　The elixir in the world has four levels of spirit, treasure, god, and immortality. The elixir is different, and the natural medicinal properties are also different.

The Qi refiner cultivates into a precious body, and the physical body is strong, so that he can withstand the tyrannical medicinal power, taking the precious pill or even the **** pill, and if the mortal body takes the precious pill, he may be directly broken through the flesh and die by the medicine. Therefore, under normal circumstances, mortals taking pills can only take some spirit pills eaten by low-level Qi refiners at most. That's it, there is the possibility of being deprived of no tonic, and suffering from it.

　　 And if you want to take Baodan, you might be killed in your throat, which is more powerful than poison...

　　Don't talk about mortals, they are Qi refiners who have not cultivated into a treasure body. After serving the Baodan, I am afraid that they will suffer several crimes...

Facing Mr. Qu’s question, Fang Cun smiled and waved his sleeves, saying: “Although my master is not a practitioner, when will the cost of food and clothing be worse than that of the gas refiner? His old man makes alchemy, he has to make the best kind of alchemy. As for the medicinal properties, there are many ways to relieve them, either by drinking in wine or incense in the room, which can also prolong life!"

　　 "Take Baodan to soak in wine and incense, this...this is really a prodigal..."

Tsuru Zhenzhang on the side of 　　 was already stunned when he heard the words, and he gave Fang Cun a weird look.

Although the properties of Bao Pill are good, if this method is used, it can naturally be relaxed enough for mortals to enjoy. However, the focus of the pill is to lock the properties of the medicine, and the second son of Fang has to do the opposite. Is there anything more prodigal than this?

　　Whether it's sparkling wine or incense, this is to evaporate ninety-nine percent of the medicinal properties, and only take a strand...

　　 While thinking, he glanced at Mr. Qu with some worry.

Some alchemy masters in the world just practice, and give them to others after the practice, but some people regard the pill as their own work. This old man Qu is the most arrogant person, and I am afraid that he would not want others to take it. His Dan, so spoiled...

　　 With the bad temper of this old man, this thing is probably impossible!

　　 "It turned out to be like this..."

But to the surprise of He Zhenzhang, Mr. Qu frowned slightly when he heard Fang Cun's words, and said: "If you change someone else, I would have blasted him out a long time ago, but if this treasure pill is for the immortal master Fang Chi's father, Yes, but unlike others, you don’t have to waste it so much. After the treasure pill is completed, I will teach you a few more methods to ease the nature of the medicine so that mortals can also enjoy this pill..."

　　 Crane Zhenzhang heard the words, opened his mouth slightly, and then reluctantly closed it.

　　 There is a big difference between people...

　　 Fang Cun himself was somewhat surprised, and then he gave a deep bow and said, "Mr. Lao..."

　　 Old Mr. Qu remained silent, waved his hand, and signaled Fang Cun without saying more, just asking: "When do you want to practice?"

　　 Fang thought for a moment, and said, "It's just a few days!"

"Oh……"

　　 Old Mr. Qu agreed, he was startled slightly, as if he had thought of something, a little embarrassed.

　　 Fang Cun said hurriedly: "What is the problem with the old gentleman?"

　　 Mr. Qu hurriedly waved his hand and said, "No, no..."

　　 After finishing talking, his face looked sad, but heavier...

He Zhenzhang and Fang Cun both saw something was wrong. One was surprised and the other waited, but the old man Qu refused to say. Finally at this moment, the little girl in the room couldn't help it. She gently opened the curtain, red. With a face, he slowly walked to Fang Cun's body, it seemed that his steps were a little faint, he slowly saluted Fang Cun, his face was already red, and he whispered: "Fang...Fang second son!"

　　 Fang Cun looked at her with a smile, and said, "What's the matter with sister Qu?"

The little girl resisted the urge to escape back to the hut, pressed down the imperial engine that was beating crazily in her chest, and explained like a gnat: "Fang Er...Second Young Master wants me... Grandpa to make alchemy, thank you... endless , It's just... just to refine this kind of treasure pill. You need... a lot of good treasure medicines. I'm afraid... I'm afraid they won't be able to buy in Liuhu City. In a short time, it's... not good..."

　　 is just a simple remark, when she said it, her head almost reached her chest.

"Oh……"

　　 Although she was vague, Fang Cun and He Zhenzhang could understand.

The little girl is embarrassed to say straight, Mr. Qu is even more embarrassed to say that, in fact, the matter is very simple. The medicinal materials that can be used to refine Baodan are all rare treasures in the world, and they are hard to find on the market. The most important thing is that they are expensive. Ignorance, the price starts at tens of thousands of taels, and some even need to be purchased with dragon stones. According to Mr. Qu's current downturned appearance, how can he afford it?

　　 "Hehe, sister don't worry, if Liuhu is not available, then go to Qingjiang County to buy it!"

Fang Cun hurriedly laughed, and said: "It is a great fortune to ask the old man Dongqu to refine the alchemy. Why do you still need the old man to run errands to buy medicine? What kind of treasure medicine is needed for refining this precious medicine? Just say it, I will let it go. I went to Qingjiang County to buy it and deliver it..."

　　 Hearing this, Tsuru Shinaki suddenly panicked.

He glanced at his surroundings calmly, and he knew it in his heart. He hurriedly stepped forward and gently pushed Fang Cun, and said in a low voice, "Second Young Master Fang, this is a ghost market after all. Avoid others a little bit, in case the wall has ears..."

　　 Even Mr. Qu said in a low voice, "Second Young Master Fang should come into the house and talk with me!"

Fang Cun laughed when he heard the words, waved his hand and said, "However, it is only a hundred thousand taels of silver at most to buy the six-qi medicinal medicine. What is it worth? My family used to transport precious medicines and treasures and go north and south. I am so bold and dare to touch the things of our house. Besides, the main road is up to the sky, and I will go to each side. I will quietly arrange the **** at that time. Who can find it?"

　　 "Um..."

He Zhenzhang was worried. He glanced around and saw that a row of ears had been pricked up. I don't know how many people approached quietly, intentionally or unintentionally, and wanted to persuade Fang Cun. How can the Fang family compare to before, but this It doesn't sound good to say it.

　　 And Mr. Naqu, already frowned, walked directly to the hut, and said: "Come in and talk!"

　　 "Why be so careful, it's just a treasure..."

　　 Fangcun had to agree, turning his head helplessly, and glanced around.

Those who came and went around all pricked their ears to listen to the ghost market, which appeared to be a bit quiet. At this time, there was a bang, and no eyes were looking at Fangcun, either picking or selling. It seems that everyone is busy with their own business.

　　……

　　……

Fang Cun himself didn’t seem to notice anything wrong, and he set up a recipe with Mr. Qu, and walked around the ghost market two more times. It seems that he has been in a good mood recently. UU reading www.uukānshu.com put all kinds of things on this ghost market. I bought a lot of weird things. It’s not like picking useful ones, just like picking expensive ones. Every time he walks in this ghost market with him, Tsuru Zhenzhang feels uncomfortable. You spend your money on yourself. Doesn't it hurt?

　　 I feel so distressed!

　　 It's nothing if you buy pill to buy Fei Wan, those messy bugs, why do you buy him?

I heard that your second son is extremely talented except for the Book of Books. The six classics are all regarded as natal scriptures. What is not good to choose? Why do you have to choose something that is related to evil ways in the eyes of most people? What about the in-depth practice of the Lingjing?

　　...Speaking of which, I have to mention it, I learned the Book of Books quite well, hehe!

　　 "Second son Fang, don't blame me for troublesome..."

Until Fang Cun had a good time strolling, he took the piles and even sat back on the carriage, He Zhenzhang secretly finished, he also whispered to persuade: "You need to find Mr. Qu to practice alchemy, it is nothing, but it is better to say a few days later. , In these few days, it is best not to take this dart..."

"what's happenin?"

　　 Fangcun smiled and looked at him: "I'm buying a treasure, why not?"

He Zhenzhang looked solemn and worried: "On Night Square, there are transactions and all kinds of news, and news is also of the same kind. What we say to people here may become the treasures of others when we look back. Guard against..."

　　 "It's okay!"

　　 Fangcun waved his hand and said with a smile: "My Liuhufang family, who is afraid of coming?"

　　 Seeing Fang Cun's persuasion, He Zhenzhang could only sigh, and when he reached the college, he shook his head and walked back to the bookstore.

　　 took a few steps and suddenly realized something was wrong: "I seem to have forgotten something..."

　　 turned his head and looked around, his face was full of helplessness: "It really didn't throw me on the street this time..."