Chapter 110

One thousand two hundred low-grade spirit stones!

This was the warmth sent to him by that group of kind people.

It was a huge sum of money; he could buy six bottles of Dust-Transforming Elixirs.

Plus the accounts collected yesterday and his original savings, Luo Chen's spirit stones broke the two-thousand mark for the first time!

"I can be considered to have a small fortune now!"

Fixed savings of over two thousand, high-grade attack magic treasures include Soul-Breaking Nails, a spear, and an ice-snow flying sword. Defensive types include the magic robe he just stripped off, and there is also the Four-Image Tripod with many functions.

Even without counting the Jade Blade and those mid-grade magic treasures like the white board and bells.

Luo Chen's fortune can be considered a leader among late-stage Qi Refining cultivators.

However, thinking about the origin of these things, Luo Chen felt a bit of a headache.

Except for the Four-Image Tripod, which was wool plucked from Mi Shuhua, other things were...

"My realm depends entirely on taking drugs, and my magic treasures depend entirely on others sending warmth. Am I too lazy?"

Muttering to himself, Luo Chen faced these many magic treasures and was a bit troubled for a moment.

There are many good things inside, but it's not that the more magic treasures, the better.

Low-grade cultivators often focus on specializing in a few magic treasures.

One is that spiritual power is limited, and the other is that they lack spiritual sense and cannot control too many magic treasures.

In the battle in the small woods yesterday, he seemed to have many means, but in reality, most of them relied on various spells.

The magic treasures he actually used were only the mid-grade Jade Blade and the high-grade Four-Image Tripod.

Even so, after a big battle, his spiritual power was more than half consumed.

Therefore, choosing the few most suitable magic treasures from the many magic treasures on his body and forming a new combat style after permutation and combination is something Luo Chen needs to consider at the moment.

"The courtyard is too small, not easy to experiment."

"For this matter, I still need to find a more open place."

Luo Chen first ruled out the Phoenix-Falling Mountain's Trial Palace; the fees there were too black.

It seems that he still has to practice magic treasures in the primeval forest behind the Slanting Moon Valley!

Huh, what's that smell?

A bitter smell drifted in through the door crack.

Luo Chen pushed the door open and realized that someone was boiling medicine in the courtyard.

"It's Sister Xia, didn't go to work at this time?"

Feng Xia opened her mouth but didn't say the reason.

Luo Chen yawned, squatted down beside her, and his gaze fell on the medicine furnace.

"This is medicine for healing, right? Is someone hurt?"

"It's Little Duan."

Feng Xia's voice was very hoarse, which had to do with her working as a medicine tester at the Hundred Herbs Hall in her early years. Even though her throat was healed later, it still left serious sequelae.

She said in a flat tone: "It's been five or six days!"

Luo Chen said in surprise: "Hurt for so long? What happened?"

"On the Dao-discussing platform, swords have no eyes. Now in the severe winter, some rogue cultivators are crazy with poverty, and in order to win, they use every means possible."

Feng Xia glanced at the east wing room, sighed, and said: "In order to keep his top three ranking in Qi Refining last month, Little Duan fought a real fire with a rogue cultivator from the Snow Lotus Workshop. In the end, one died and one was injured."

Duan Feng is so strong now?

Luo Chen had heard Qin Liangchen evaluate before that Duan Feng was slightly weaker than he was at his peak.

Now he can actually rank in the top three of the Great River Workshop in the entire Qi Refining stage?

The strength of rogue cultivators in the Great River Workshop is no longer what it used to be.

Originally, this group of rogue cultivators was very strong because they often fought with demon beasts, and after being tempered on the Dao-discussing platform, they became even more formidable.

Even Wang Yuan, because he hadn't participated in battles for a long time, had now dropped out of the top fifty.

Duan Feng had actually killed his way into the top three without knowing it.

Luo Chen sighed and asked in confusion: "Isn't it said that in normal battles, there will be Foundation Establishment cultivators as referees to avoid death?"

"How many Foundation Establishment cultivators are there in the Sword Pavilion?"

Under Feng Xia's explanation, Luo Chen learned that the current Dao-discussing platform battles were different from the past.

In winter, there are more and more participating cultivators, and after careful selection every day, the matches are fully scheduled.

The remaining Foundation Establishment cultivators of the Jade Tripod Sword Pavilion were not many to begin with.

With so many matches, they couldn't watch them all every day.

Therefore, most of them were left to the low-grade Jade Tripod cultivators of the Law Enforcement Team to judge.

Low-grade Jade Tripod cultivators, to put it bluntly, were also in the Qi Refining stage.

At critical moments, they might not be able to stop two people who had fought a real fire.

In the past month, there have been many cases of cultivators dying because they couldn't hold back their hands during battles.

It can even be said that this situation is also fueled by the Sword Pavilion.

The more intense the battle, the more people will watch and bet.

At that time, Duan Feng's match should have been a focus battle, but the battle between the first and second was added temporarily to the previous match, so after the Foundation Establishment cultivator supervised it, someone else was changed to be the referee.

The final result was one death and one injury.

The rogue cultivator from the Snow Lotus Workshop died, and Duan Feng was seriously injured.

Even he was carried back by the Sword Pavilion cultivators, which shows how heavy the injury was.

"Internal organs displaced, bones shattered in many places, thirteen wounds of various sizes on the body."

"These are all fine, the most serious is the cold air entering the body, which hinders Little Duan from using spiritual power to heal."

"Also, the meridians are seriously damaged. If they are not healed early, I'm afraid it will affect future Foundation Establishment."

Feng Xia looked at the east wing room with pity, her hoarse voice seemingly not afraid of being heard by the person inside.

She shook her head, "I discovered it two days ago, and took advantage of having free time recently to boil some medicine for him. But these means of mine can only help him recover part of his injuries. The most deadly cold air needs him to wear it down himself. As for the damaged meridians..."

She didn't finish the words behind.

All spiritual herbs that can treat the dantian and meridians are extremely expensive.

With Duan Feng's habit of fighting all the time and constantly improving his cultivation, I'm afraid he doesn't have savings to buy these medicines.

Luo Chen was silent for a while and stood up.

"I'll go see him!"

Pushing open the door, a chill rushed toward him.

The room was actually colder than outside!

Clearly, there was a red-hot fire stove burning in front of the bed.

Luo Chen looked over and found that Duan Feng was not asleep, but was staring at the roof beam with dull eyes.

He walked to the side, looked at Duan Feng, and couldn't help but sigh.

"You are clearly very good at repairing magic treasures, and you could make a living by opening a small stall. Why do you have to fight for your life on the Dao-discussing platform every day."

"I said it long ago, walking by the river often, how can you not get your shoes wet."

"If you don't lose this time, you will eventually be seen through by others."

He had listened very carefully just now; the Snow Lotus Workshop cultivator who took the initiative to challenge Duan Feng had prepared three means to target Duan Feng.

Winning in the end was entirely Duan Feng fighting for his life, and in order to keep his ranking, he didn't hesitate to die together at all costs.

For this, even Duan Feng's high-grade flying sword was damaged.

Listening to Luo Chen's nagging, Duan Feng's dull eyes finally had some life.

He moved his lips and said softly.

"You are annoying!"

"Pah, good intentions treated as donkey liver and lungs, who cares about you!"

Luo Chen spat and turned to leave the room.

Feng Xia stood at the door, her expression unbearable.

Suddenly, a medicine bottle was handed to her.

"This is Supplementary Meridian-Moistening Liquid, specifically used by Foundation Establishment cultivators to repair meridian damage, and the effect is excellent."

"I used eighty percent, and there is a little left. You pour a drop every day and mix it with water for him to drink!"

Feng Xia looked at the medicine bottle in surprise.

She worked at the Hundred Herbs Pavilion all year round, and next to it was the Spiritual Medicine Pavilion, so she naturally knew the preciousness of the Supplementary Meridian-Moistening Liquid.

This small bottle is worth at least three hundred spirit stones.

And it is specifically for Foundation Establishment cultivators, the quality will only be better, I'm afraid it is the good medicine worth five hundred spirit stones a bottle.

"This is too precious!"

"The person is about to be gone, what's precious." Luo Chen curled his lips, "And there is only a little left, it may not be able to cure him completely, take it and use it! Remember not to waste it, when it's used up, rinse the bottle with water, more or less it will still have some effect."

After saying this, he ignored the slight movement in the room and turned back to his room.

To be honest, he was also very tired.

A one-on-three battle yesterday, interrogating Lu Huaiben overnight, and returning to the city in a hurry today to deal with a lot of things.

Even though his soul foundation was deep, he couldn't hold on anymore.

Returning home, lighting the fire stove, and wrapping himself in a thick quilt, he fell asleep.

Waking up from sleep, it was already evening.

Lying on the bed, through the skylight, Luo Chen saw snowflakes drifting down from the sky.

Then, because of the heat in the room, they melted on the glass skylight, forming fog.

Cultivating for a month, refining elixirs for a month, it sounds easy, but in reality, he was almost exhausted.

This sleep at home today made Luo Chen completely relax.

His ears moved, he got up, put on his shoes, draped over the fluffy coat made of white fox fur, and walked out of the house.

"Sister Xia, I looked for Shopkeeper Liu, he said it wouldn't work."

"The Hundred Herbs Hall is no longer under his control, he can't speak."

"These Foundation Establishment cultivators are really cruel! You have worked for the Hundred Herbs Hall for so many years and ruined your throat. Now a new shopkeeper comes and says let you go, without any human touch."

"To be honest, I want to leave too."

"Don't go."

"There are more rogue cultivators with high cultivation bases now than before. If you leave, where will you find such a good job?"

"I still have some savings, and there is no problem getting through this winter."

"If it really doesn't work, I'll look for Sister Qinglian to see if the Poshan Gang is still short of people."

In the courtyard, Feng Xia said hoarsely, and Bai Meiling sat beside her, looking indignant.

Luo Chen only listened for a short while and guessed the general situation.

Those large sect shops have a tradition of ten-year rotation, so the Foundation Establishment shopkeeper of the Spiritual Medicine Pavilion was transferred back.

Shopkeeper Liu of the Hundred Herbs Hall was old and familiar with the situation here, so he didn't return to the Medicine King Sect and stayed in the Great River Workshop.

However, the Medicine King Sect also gave him benefits, promoting him from the Hundred Herbs Hall to the Spiritual Medicine Pavilion.

Although they belong to the same sect, the interests of the two shops are worlds apart.

Shopkeeper Liu got great benefits, so naturally, he wouldn't point fingers at the new Foundation Establishment side of the Hundred Herbs Hall.

And the new Foundation Establishment person, either to establish prestige or in a hurry to cultivate his own people.

As soon as he took office, he fired many old employees.

Female cultivators like Feng Xia, who look average and have damaged throats, were the first targets he cleared.

No wonder Feng Xia had free time recently and didn't go to work.

So she was unemployed!

Luo Chen didn't know what he should say. He also wanted to gather everyone for a meal tonight, and by the way, let his tense mood completely relax.

Just when he was hesitating whether to give up the idea of gathering for dinner tonight, Qin Liangchen and the others came back.

At the first moment, Gu Caiyi nervously found Luo Chen.

"I heard you encountered robbers when you went home yesterday?"

After counting the number of elixirs yesterday, Sikong Shoujia took people to deliver elixirs to various shops, and she stayed in the Alchemy Hall.

Luo Chen's attack was something Sikong Shoujia secretly told her when he came back at noon today.

Although Luo Chen chased and killed Lu Huaiben in broad daylight.

But at that time, he was wearing a large tripod, and the four-colored tassels covered his face, so most of the outer city rogue cultivators didn't know who was so flashy.

This matter can be hidden for now.

After all, the main person at the ninth stage of Qi Refining hasn't been caught yet, and it's embarrassing to say it out.

At this moment, not only Gu Caiyi, but also the Qin Liangchen couple, Feng Xia, Bai Meiling, and others were looking at Luo Chen.

Concern, surprise, curiosity, all kinds of emotions, not one is missing.

Luo Chen smiled bitterly, "Yes, it seems that everyone's life hasn't been very good recently."

As soon as this was said, Feng Xia's face dimmed.

Luo Chen was attacked, Duan Feng was injured, and her job that she relied on for a living was gone.

In the dark, the people in the courtyard were indeed a bit unlucky recently.

"Then are you alright?" Gu Caiyi looked at Luo Chen, a bit hesitant.

Luo Chen was naturally fine, so he laughed it off and skipped the matter.

He didn't want to say it too carefully, so as not to make everyone worry.

Seeing this, Murong Qinglian suggested that everyone eat together tonight, and she would cook.

Everyone had no objections.

Soon, with everyone working together, a sumptuous dinner was set up at the Qin family.

At the dinner table, Bai Meiling talked about how arrogant the new Foundation Establishment cultivator of the Hundred Herbs Hall was, not only firing old employees but also planning to reduce the salaries of others.

Qin Liangchen also scolded Mi Shuhua, scolding him for not valuing Luo Chen and only sending two people to protect Luo Chen.

Murong Qinglian asked Feng Xia about her future plans carefully.

"If it doesn't work, come to the Medicine Hall!"

"You are very familiar with the habits of various herbs. With my guarantee, it's no problem for the Medicine Hall to give you a basic salary."

Feng Xia didn't hesitate too much and planned to agree.

But at the critical moment, she was stopped by Luo Chen.

"I want to do a small business, and I need a careful and trustworthy person to help manage it, and it's best if it's not someone from the Poshan Gang."

"Sister Xia is very good, why not come and help me!"

"And to be honest, the treatment given to the cultivators below by the major halls of the Poshan Gang is generally low, and Sister Xia going to the Medicine Hall is a bit of a waste of talent."

This was said very beautifully.

Being careful, being trustworthy, and finally saying it's a waste of talent.

Especially in the words, it also revealed that he would give very good treatment here.

Instantly, Feng Xia was moved.

Not only her, but the others were also curious about Luo Chen's small business.

They also knew about the Dust-Moon Snack Stall, and it really earned a lot every month.

How long has it been, and Luo Chen has come up with a new business?

Luo Chen didn't sell it, and said it directly.

"Milk tea?"

"Is this the milk tea you mentioned?"

The next day in the courtyard, besides the bitter medicinal smell, it was also filled with a rich milky fragrance and a faint tea smell.

There were only three people in the courtyard: Luo Chen, Feng Xia, and the idle Qin Liangchen.

"Yes, you taste it! By the way, give some evaluation, so I can improve the recipe."

"Okay, it shouldn't poison me to death."

Qin Liangchen smiled and sipped the milk tea, then frowned.

"The taste is a bit strange, too fishy."

"Fishy?"

"Yes, you used the beast milk of a yellow cow, right! That thing smells very fragrant, but usually, no one drinks it at all."

After hearing this evaluation, Luo Chen thought for a while and took out a notebook to write and draw.

After a while, an improved recipe was freshly released.

According to the new recipe, Luo Chen called Dongfang Liang and asked him to go and buy some more beast milk.

However, in the courtyard, he also tried to use various medicinal herbs to neutralize the strong fishy smell of the demon beast milk.

But the effect was always poor, making the test-drinking Qin Liangchen go from high spirits at the beginning to gradually turning blue in the face.

"Taste it again, this time I changed to the milk of a Fuzhu deer, the taste must be much better."

Before handing over the cup, Luo Chen also heated the milk tea with a weak small fireball.

Qin Liangchen took a deep breath and drank the newly prepared milk tea.

After drinking it, his face obviously became strange.

"This milk, you didn't dilute it, did you?"

Luo Chen explained on the side: "The Fuzhu deer is the most gentle type among the first-tier demon beasts, but the milk taste is too light. And I want to use the name of Fuzhu deer milk, so I kept part of the original taste and put very few medicinal herbs. Spiritual tea is too expensive, so in order to save costs, I just happened to use less."

Qin Liangchen's eyebrows wrinkled into a "chuan" shape. He asked softly: "Are you doing it on purpose, or by accident?"

Luo Chen raised his chest and said proudly: "On purpose, how is it, is it delicious!"

"Bastard, don't you know that Fuzhu deer milk, if you drink it without dilution, even a cultivator can't hold it?"

After saying this, he rode his sword and rushed out of the Four-Harmony Academy!

Luo Chen was puzzled, what's wrong with this?

Feng Xia stood aside with a strange expression, "Fuzhu deer feeds on Fanhui grass. The main effect of that medicinal herb is to moisten the intestines and promote bowel movements, and the medicinal property is very strong, which no Qi Refining cultivator can suppress. The deer milk squeezed from Fuzhu deer that take Fanhui grass for a long time naturally also has the effect of moistening the intestines and promoting bowel movements."

Luo Chen's small mouth opened slightly, staring blankly at the cup of milk tea in his hand.

It seems that the road to researching a new milk tea recipe is still long and arduous!

When Qin Liangchen returned to the courtyard with a refreshed face, seeing another cup of milk tea handed over by Luo Chen, his face changed instantly.

"Big Brother, drink tea!"

"Get out!"