Chapter 88: Death of a Foundation Establishment Cultivator

"What, you say a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator died in our Dahe Market?"

Early in the morning, Luo Chen, who had just gone out, was startled by the discussion in the courtyard.

Qin Liangchen and his wife, Gu Caiyi, and even Bai Meiling and Fengxia were gathered together.

What they were discussing enthusiastically was the death of a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator.

Bai Meiling chattered: "The body was discovered the day before yesterday. A Jin Dan cultivator from Mount Ailao used a soul tablet and tracking magic treasure to fish it out from the bottom of the Lancang River near the Dahe Market."

"It wasn't suicide, it was murder!"

Nonsense, what cultivator would want to commit suicide for no reason!

Luo Chen couldn't help but ask: "Since it was killed by someone, why didn't the enemy dispose of the body? Sinking it in the river is too rough; it would be better to use high-grade true fire to burn the body and destroy the traces."

"I guess the enemy wanted to, but couldn't!"

Bai Meiling tilted her little head and said this.

"People were killed, and the body couldn't be destroyed?"

"That Foundation Establishment cultivator had a defensive magic treasure, which is said to have been specially requested by his wife from a Jin Dan elder."

A defensive magic treasure!

Luo Chen's eyelids twitched.

Immediately, he realized that the atmosphere was a bit wrong.

Why were Bai Meiling and Qin Liangchen talking, but Gu Caiyi wasn't participating in the discussion?

Seeing Luo Chen look over, Gu Caiyi's expression was a bit complicated.

"Fei Bowen indeed had a strange defensive magic treasure, and it was a particularly strange function, called the 'Fan Cage.' It is said that after it is deployed, it turns into a small immortal house, isolating all spirit power inside and outside. Unless there is an attack method at the late Jin Dan level, the Fan Cage cannot be broken."

"Of course, once the Fan Cage is deployed, the people inside can't get out either, and can only wait for others to rescue them."

Sure enough, it was a strange magic treasure.

Defending against enemies, and incidentally locking oneself in.

Murong Qinglian was very surprised, "Caiyi, do you know that late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator?"

Gu Caiyi nodded gently and pointed to a gauze garment on her body.

"This was a high-grade defensive magic artifact he gave me when he stayed at the Tianxiang Pavilion in the Dahe Market."

A high-grade defensive magic artifact, given away casually?

That late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator who died was actually so generous!

For a time, Murong Qinglian, Bai Meiling, and the others looked at Gu Caiyi with strange expressions.

Gu Caiyi didn't explain; she had also wanted to return the magic artifact, but the other party firmly refused to accept it.

He even said that he didn't have the rule of taking back things he had given away, and that it would be a slap in his face!

"Fei Bowen?"

Luo Chen muttered the name and said subconsciously: "Isn't that the foreman from Mount Ailao?"

Foreman?

Gu Caiyi had long known the meaning of this term.

She rolled her eyes at Luo Chen and sighed, "It is indeed him, otherwise the Jin Dan senior of Mount Ailao wouldn't have come personally to look for him. For this reason, the Immortal Construction Residence, the Mount Ailao shop in the Dahe Market, has been closed for two days."

Immortal Construction Residence closed?

Luo Chen suddenly realized; no wonder the Mount Ailao cultivators who helped him build the alchemy room the day before yesterday didn't even want the final payment and left in a hurry.

It turned out that something big had happened at home!

"He came to the Dahe Market to repair spirit dwellings and help build the Dao Discussion Platform. For no reason, who would kill him? And who could kill him?" Luo Chen was incomparably curious, and even pulled apart the other party's background, "Not to mention his late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivation, just by being the son-in-law of a Jin Dan cultivator's granddaughter, no one should dare to touch him!"

Everyone was puzzled and chatted for a while before dispersing.

After all, everyone still had work to do.

However, before leaving, Murong Qinglian urged everyone to be careful when going out.

It was very likely that the murderer who killed Fei Bowen was an outsider, and very likely still lurking in the Dahe Market.

Regarding this, everyone said okay, but didn't take it to heart.

People were doing big business and killing late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators; how could they have time to stare at them, these small fish and shrimp.

In Luo Chen's words, it was a posture of "as long as I am a piece of shit, no one should think of stepping on me."

This statement was scolded by several female neighbors.

The alchemy room was nearing completion, and the gang members coming and going not only didn't decrease, but became more and more numerous.

Luo Chen was no longer leisurely and became busy.

"Luo Erduo, nephew of Luo Wudi, fourth level of Qi Refining."

"Yang Qi, son of Yang Wei, the Dragon-Coiling Tiger, first level of Qi Refining, only nine years old! Are they sending him to the Alchemy Hall?"

"Sister Mi Li, granddaughter of that old man Mi Shuhua? Fourth level of Qi Refining, twenty-one years old. It seems her aptitude is not very good, otherwise she would have been sent to a large sect long ago."

Faces, some immature, some yearning, some suspicious, some arrogant, flashed through Luo Chen's heart.

These were all people sent to his Alchemy Hall by the Hall Masters of various halls.

Luo Chen couldn't refuse, because this was the condition he had agreed to at the Haoyue Hall meeting.

He would try his best to cultivate alchemy for their descendants.

Of course, he would definitely teach.

But whether he was attentive or not depended entirely on himself.

As for how many of these people could graduate?

What kind of cultivation world joke is that, he, Luo Chen, was still consolidating his alchemy foundation!

Holding the Hundred Herbs Illustrated Guide, Luo Chen glanced at the group of young people in the valley and couldn't help but curl his lips.

These people couldn't be relied upon; he had to cultivate another batch of tools.

In Slanting Moon Valley, a group of young people gathered together, bored, chatting about some things.

In their words, there was no lack of curiosity about Luo Chen, the Master of the Alchemy Hall.

"He's not older than me, right? And he can become a Hall Master?"

The one speaking was Luo Wudi's nephew, Luo Erduo.

With a fierce aura, it could be seen that he had also been into the mountains and seen the blood of demon beasts.

It was just that this qualification was useless in front of others.

Whose elders hadn't killed their way out of a sea of blood in the mountains!

Tang Quan sneered, "Right, you are older than him. But your realm is not as high as his; besides being able to fight, what else can you compare with him? Coming out to mix, you have to talk about technology!"

Tang Quan, a seed player recommended by Zeng Wen.

He had no kinship with Zeng Wen, purely the descendant of a brother who had died before him.

Knowing that Zeng Wen and Luo Chen had a good relationship, he also subconsciously leaned towards Luo Chen.

Luo Erduo's face flushed red, "Right, your technology is good. You probably learned a lot of ways to please women from your Sick Tiger uncle!"

Tang Quan stood up abruptly!

"Little bastard, say it again?"

"Afraid of you?"

Seeing the two about to quarrel, the others were also helpless.

Tang Quan really wasn't afraid of Luo Erduo; the other party's father died early, and his uncle Zeng Wen didn't care much about him before, so he also went into the mountains to kill demon beasts with the Battle Hall people from time to time.

In terms of realm, the two were evenly matched.

"Everyone, stop arguing, okay?"

Hearing these gentle words, Tang and Luo also had to let out two harsh words and stopped arguing.

Only because the other party was the granddaughter of Gang Leader Mi Shuhua, and her mother Mi Junping was also the Hall Master of the Merit Hall.

Sister Mi Li, three-spirit-root aptitude, fourth level of Qi Refining.

On a face as beautiful as a flower, there was always a sickly paleness.

She forced a smile, "Everyone came to the Alchemy Hall to learn alchemy from the Hall Master, why make it so awkward."

Some echoed, some were silent.

Regarding the Alchemy Hall, they also knew some things from their respective elders.

Some valued it, some disdained it.

Therefore, the composition of these juniors coming to the Alchemy Hall was not quite the same.

Some were sent to learn alchemy, and some were simply sent to deal with it perfunctorily.

Sister Mi Li sighed, her heart also panicked.

In the Mi family, she was not very important.

Her congenitally deficient constitution made her waste many resources from her parents since birth, but she gained nothing.

Now that the Mi family was becoming more and more prosperous under Mi Shuhua's leadership, geniuses emerged one after another in the clan, and there was even one of the same generation as her who had the opportunity to join the sect next.

Her status had plummeted.

Now that her mother had sent her to the Alchemy Hall, she didn't know what she was thinking.

Was it to get rid of her, or did she hope she would really learn something?

Just when she was panicked in her heart, the little partner beside her let out a strange cry.

She looked up, only to see an earthy yellow escape light, crossing the sky, leisurely escaping into the depths of Slanting Moon Valley.

"It's Grandfather!" Sister Mi Li thought.

"Little Luo, how is the research on that Jade Dew Pill going?"

Just after landing, Mi Shuhua went straight to the point.

Huang Long—Luo Chen, rolled his eyes, "You old man really believe in me; I've only had it for a few days! If it were so easy to refine, your Mi family would have been selling it on a large scale long ago."

Mi Shuhua smiled awkwardly; he also knew he was a bit urgent.

But after a conversation with Wang Hai-chao last night, besides asking Gao Tingyuan not to trouble Luo Chen in the future.

Another thing made him have to be urgent.

That was if the Poshan Gang Alchemy Hall could really produce good pills, the Dajiang Gang would also intervene.

By then, with the Dajiang Gang's channels, their pills could be sold to other markets.

Sighing, Mi Shuhua suppressed his urgent mood.

"The opening day is set for three days later, and we will invite some internal cultivators to observe the ceremony."

"I'm preparing to hold a ceremony for you, do you have any ideas?"

Luo Chen blinked, ceremony? Grandeur?

That, of course, the bigger the better!

"Okay, then let's hold the opening and the furnace opening together; I'll also show you a little bit of what a Master of Alchemy is!" ===== CHAPTER 89 =====