Chapter 27

"What's going on?"

Lou Qinghe saw this, and his eyebrows couldn't help but raise.

When did he offend this woman!?

At this time, a passing rogue cultivator raised his eyebrows and said: "This is a widow who just moved here, her husband died a few days ago, she brought a drag-oil bottle, and her temper is very spicy; with your little belongings and skills, Lou Fellow Daoist, you can't handle this wild horse."

This rogue cultivator was named Yu Zhijing, who once refused Hou Peng's recruitment with Lou Qinghe.

Later, he bribed some relationships and was now a spirit farmer in the spirit field not far from Qingyun Street.

Lou Qinghe laughed dryly: "Yu Fellow Daoist, you're joking."

Yu Zhijing was about to leave, but suddenly turned around and asked: "Lou Fellow Daoist, do you have any good ways to make a living lately?"

Lou Qinghe replied honestly: "Nothing much, just refining some pills and taking them to the market to sell."

"Refining pills!?"

Yu Zhijing raised his eyebrows; who doesn't know who on this Qingyun Street?

Lou Qinghe refining pills can make money!?

Anyway, he didn't believe it.

"Lou Fellow Daoist, I have a good way lately."

Yu Zhijing looked left and right and said: "Processing restricted area herbs, this job is very easy, ten Low-grade Spirit Stones a month, food included......"

Restricted area herbs!?

Lou Qinghe shook his head repeatedly upon hearing this: "Thank you, Yu Fellow Daoist, my meager skills are not looked upon by others."

These restricted area herbs are different from the herbs grown in spirit fields, as they may contain evil energy, and some even hide Weird, and if you are not careful, you will be contaminated.

Yu Zhijing felt a bit resentful upon hearing this.

He didn't expect that he would give Lou Qinghe a job to survive, but he actually refused.

"Okay then."

Yu Zhijing didn't say anything more, but walked away directly.

Lou Qinghe returned to his room and performed the Ghost Control Technique.

As a cold light appeared, a wandering soul the size of a child appeared.

"This Ghost Control Technique should be promoted to LV2 in about four or five days, and then I can summon a ghost with a certain combat power."

Lou Qinghe muttered to himself, swallowed a Huiqi Pill, and then let the wandering soul protect him.

Refining Huiqi Pills, he was now very proficient.

Qiye Flower, Baishouwu, Dilong Grass were placed in front of him.

Then these three herbs all turned into medicinal spiritual energy and gathered into the pill furnace.

The medicinal spiritual energy was merging drop by drop.

About half an hour later, Lou Qinghe felt his brain was empty, as if some mysterious thing had suddenly poured into it.

By the time he reacted, a clear fragrance was drifting out.

"Slap--!"

The pill furnace opened, and twenty-eight or twenty-nine round and jade-like Huiqi Pills were lying in the pill furnace.

Two of them were clearly different from ordinary First-Grade Huiqi Pills.

"This is a second-grade Huiqi Pill!?"

Lou Qinghe saw the unusual Huiqi Pill and revealed a trace of great joy.

Second-grade pill!

That was a pill rarely seen in the Longmen Market, because ordinary rogue cultivators couldn't afford this second-grade pill at all.

Even if it was a second-grade Huiqi Pill.

Lou Qinghe looked at his attribute panel.

【Pill Dao: Huiqi Pill LV4 (1/200)】

It turned out that his Huiqi Pill had been promoted to LV4 without him knowing, which meant that he now had a high probability of refining second-grade Huiqi Pills.

"Keep these second-grade Huiqi Pills, whether it's for critical use or for selling in the Outer City later."

Lou Qinghe carefully packed up the second-grade Huiqi Pills.

After all, the price of a second-grade Huiqi Pill was more than ten times that of a First-Grade Low-Grade Huiqi Pill.

Next, Lou Qinghe refined two more furnaces of Huiqi Pills.

A total of five second-grade low-grade Huiqi Pills, sixty-four First-Grade high-grade Huiqi Pills, and twenty First-Grade middle-grade Huiqi Pills were produced.

"I always thought that entering the Outer City was a dream, I'll go find out the conditions for entering the Outer City tomorrow."

Lou Qinghe suppressed the excitement in his heart and thought.

"Knock knock!"

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

"Who is it?"

Lou Qinghe asked cautiously.

"It's me!"

A milky voice sounded outside.

Lou Qinghe opened the door and saw a little girl with sheep-horn braids standing outside the door.

It was exactly Qiao Li's daughter.

Lou Qinghe asked curiously: "Little Fellow Daoist, is there anything?"

The little girl picked up a piece of beast meat and said in a milky voice: "My mother said uncle is poor, so she asked me to bring it to uncle to eat."

Lou Qinghe: "......"

The next day.

Lou Qinghe couldn't live a life of sleeping until the sun was high, so he had to get up early.

This time he didn't disguise himself, but walked toward the market with his original appearance.

In just one day, the market seemed to have changed completely.

The rogue cultivators setting up stalls were getting fewer and fewer, while the shops on both sides were becoming more prosperous.

People were coming and going, an endless stream.

Lou Qinghe even saw puppet warriors and beast eggs being sold at the shop entrance.

You have to know that the beasts eaten usually were all raised by the cultivators themselves, which were safe to eat.

And these beast eggs were obtained from the restricted area; these beasts had strong combat capabilities, and if cultivated successfully, they were not weaker than cultivators.

So beast eggs were not only expensive, but not every cultivator could afford to raise them.

Previously, no one in the Longmen Market sold this thing.

Besides that, there were some Spirit Stone lamps, Spirit Stone stoves, cushions, spirit incense, jade boxes, and other daily necessities.

It was as if the pattern of the entire market had been upgraded all at once.

Lou Qinghe looked at the utensils, his heart stirred, so he stepped forward and asked: "Shopkeeper, what is the price of these things?"

"Ten Low-grade Spirit Stones each, Cold Stone bed Middle-grade Spirit Stone each." The shopkeeper said indifferently.

Lou Qinghe smacked his lips and slowly retreated.

Besides these things, what moved him the most was the storage bag, but that thing was more expensive, actually costing five Middle-grade Spirit Stones.

How many rogue cultivators in the entire market could afford it!?

Not only Lou Qinghe looked at it with greed, but the other cultivators also looked at the storage bag with longing.

"Senior, where are the rogue cultivators setting up stalls?"

Lou Qinghe asked an old cultivator next to him.

The old cultivator hunched his back, his face was dark, and he was wearing a robe even more tattered than Lou Qinghe's: "The Xu Family is rectifying the Longmen Market, taking the style seriously, now setting up a stall earns ten and draws one, there is a sign written over there."

Earn ten and draw one!?

Lou Qinghe's eyes widened upon hearing this.

The Xu Family is really black!

This is a disguised way of collecting protection fees!

Lou Qinghe muttered to himself: "This is a disguised way of letting rogue cultivators rely on the Xu Family."

The old cultivator thought of something and sighed: "Who says it isn't? The Xu Family seems to be recruiting pill masters, it is said that they are vigorously cultivating them, not long ago there were rogue cultivators alienated on Shili Street, several people died, and now the Quhua Pill is getting more and more expensive....."

Lou Qinghe muttered: "Vigorously cultivating......"

The old cultivator continued: "Some rogue cultivators relied on the Xu Family, and those who didn't want to rely on the Xu Family went to other markets."

Other markets.....

Lou Qinghe's heart suddenly stirred upon hearing the old cultivator's words.

The outskirts of the Huangshi Sect were so large, and the number of bottom-tier rogue cultivators was also extremely huge; Qingyun Street and Shili Street were just one of many streets.

Besides the Longmen Market, there were many markets around.

Lou Qinghe had once heard that there was a Baiyu Market nearby, which seemed to be controlled by a small sect before, and was even more prosperous than the Longmen Market.

"Since there are so many markets, why don't I shoot and change a place, as long as I disguise myself well, no one will know my identity."

Lou Qinghe had an idea in his heart.