Immortality Begins with the Master of Alchemy

Chapter 126 High-end black market, recycling second-hand magic weapons

Luo Chen knows this story, or many people know it.

 The Jinshan gold mine was discovered somewhere, and countless people flocked there to try to pan for gold.

Have these people finally struck gold?

 Maybe there are many lucky people who have found it!

 But the real money makers are those smart people who sell shovels, sell food, sell clothes, and provide accommodation.

These smart people not only made money, but also avoided the dangers and injuries that may have been encountered during the gold panning process.

Of course, when it comes to cultivation resources such as foundation building and elixir formation, they cannot be measured in gold.

 But the truth is always the same.

He, Luo Chen, does not need to be a gold digger, but he can use this opportunity to get more spiritual stones.

After the alchemy was finished that day, he hurried back to the inner city.

 He went to purchase the materials related to the Blood Burning Pill himself, and asked Yuan Xiaoyue to purchase other main materials for him.

 He planned to secretly refine some blood-burning pills and then put them on the black market for auction.

In such a sensitive period, Blood Burning Pill can definitely sell for a high price!

 After purchasing the materials, Luo Chen settled in the courtyard that day.

 The next morning, before I even went out, I heard a quarrel outside.

 Pushing the door open, a tugging scene appeared in front of him.

 “Xiao Duan, don’t go, really don’t go.”

"There are already ninth-level Qi Refining monks who have died in the Guyuan Mountains. Why do you bother to wade through this muddy water?"

 “Listen to Sister Xia’s advice, it’s definitely not a good place!”

Luo Chen, Gu Caiyi, Murong Qinglian, Qin Liangchen, and Bai Meiling each leaned at the door of their homes, watching this scene.

 Feng Xia pulled Duan Feng's sleeve, her eyes filled with tears.

 Duan Feng said nothing, his eyes were firm.

 I knew you two were having an affair! —Luo Chen

Feng Xia ignored the gazes of others and her hoarse voice sounded like she was crying blood.

"You know, this battle for the ruins is not limited to the Qi Refining Period. The foundation-building monks from Dahefang have already started to leave, and even the foundation-building monks from several nearby cities are on their way. "

“What are you going to do with those foundation-building cultivators?”

Facing the last sentence, Duan Feng's eyes became even colder.

 He gently but firmly brushed Feng Xia's hand away.

 “I know, I know all this.”

 “But time waits for us not to wait!”

“That old dog doesn’t have many years left to live. If I don’t build a foundation as soon as possible, how can I personally avenge my mother’s murder!”

 The low words left Feng Xia helpless.

Murong Qinglian on the side sighed and advised: "Xiao Duan, you really need to think twice about this matter!"

Qin Liangchen curled his lips, "I don't know anything else, but Old Man Mi has already rushed to the ruins with all his strength. Just the ninth-level Qi Refining monks under his command have gathered fifteen. Among them, Luo Wudi once asked They are not necessarily weaker than you."

Duan Feng paused, showing hesitation for the first time.

 He is not an impulsive and stupid person, and he can naturally think of many things.

If the Poshan Gang is like this, what about the Dajiang Gang? Where is Xuan Yi?

What about the five major foundation-building families behind Xuan Yihui?

There are so many sect forces in Dahefang, will they also be interested?

 Can he, who is at the ninth level of Qi refining, get an opportunity while surrounded by a pack of wolves?

 However, if you don’t go, will you still have a chance to build a foundation in this life?

Feng Xia looked at Qin Liangchen and his wife gratefully. She really didn't want Duan Feng to die in the Guyuan Mountains.

 But she found that Duan Feng's originally hesitant expression was becoming firmer again.

"hehe."

Suddenly, a chuckle came.

 Duan Feng frowned, and then he realized that it was Luo Chen, squatting on the threshold, eating Tianyang Fruit.

 “What are you looking at me for? Only an idiot would risk his life to fight for it.”

“As monks, aren’t we just fighting against the sky?” Duan Feng said.

 Luo Chen waved his hands quickly.

“No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, everyone has to contend with heaven and go against heaven. God has not invited you to provoke you.”

“Besides, isn’t practicing this kind of thing just to earn resources?”

“It’s not like you have no means. There was such a good opportunity to make a lot of spiritual stones right in front of you, but you didn’t realize it. To say you’re stupid is putting it mildly.”

Chance?

Duan Feng was stunned.

 Clapping his hands and dusting off the Tianyang fruit juice, Luo Chen stood up.

“For the sake of you joining my alchemy hall a few days ago, this hall master will show you a clear path!”

 …

 That afternoon.

 At the foot of Qinghe Mountain.

As the largest and safest entrance into the Guyuan Mountains, this area has always been the most densely populated area.

Luo Chen is also here for the first time.

Outside Qinghe Mountain, there are row upon row of shops, which are no less lively than the small commercial streets in the outer city, and only slightly inferior to the casual cultivator market in the inner city.

Those who sell talismans and seals, run restaurants, buy medicinal materials, and have medical clinics that treat trauma, just to name a few.

 Luo Chen even saw the branch established by the Lianyun Merchant Alliance here, just to acquire those fresh natural materials and treasures as soon as possible.

“It seems that there are not a few people who think like me!”

Luo Chen sighed with emotion and nodded to Duan Feng, Feng Xia and others behind him.

 Duan Feng looked a little unnatural, but he gritted his teeth and started to move.

 Taking out a lot of miscellaneous things from the storage bag.

 Forge, sledge hammer, small hammer, pliers, carving knife, ruler.

 A pool of blue and unknown viscous liquid, and several large buckets of water of different colors and with a fishy smell.

 A palm-sized compass and several transparent glass mirrors.

 And, a huge banner three feet high.

 With Feng Xia’s help, the two got busy.

Soon, an open-air foundry was built.

Not only that, the brass flag flag was also erected.

 There were only four large characters written on it, and rows of small characters marked with bright red liquid.

 “Fenghai Blacksmith!”

“Professional repair of medium and low-grade magical instruments, and can renovate, maintain and modify high-grade magical instruments.”

 “Recycling second-hand magical instruments at high prices, price negotiable!”

 Fenghai Blacksmith is the name of this small shop, Luo Chen picked it up!

Duan Feng’s name is hidden in it, and it can let people know what this store is for the first time.

If you don’t understand, others can understand the row of small characters below.

 This store still has Luo Chen’s shares!

Most of those utensils were purchased for Duan Feng with his spiritual stones.

Not only that!

“There are five low-grade magical instruments and two medium-grade magical instruments here, which can be sold to the outside world.”

“In addition, I will give you another two thousand spirit stones as start-up capital to recycle those half-damaged magic weapons at a low price.”

Luo Chen took out a lot of trivial spiritual stones from the storage bag and gave them to Duan Feng.

　　His previous net worth had once soared to 7,000 due to the advance dividends, the income from two small shops, and the corpses collected from the three groups of robbery cultivators.

Now I can take out two thousand spiritual stones in one breath without breaking any bones.

Duan Feng asked strangely: "Didn't you say recycling at a high price?"

“It’s higher than Wanbao Tower, so doesn’t it mean it’s recycled at a high price?” Luo Chen said matter-of-factly.

Well.

 Well, Duan Feng was choked.

Wanbaolou always offers a 50% discount when purchasing magic weapons.

 You just bought it for the front foot, and when you take it back for the back foot, the other party will dare to give you a 50% discount.

 If you want to say it is higher than half-price recycling, then it is indeed high-price recycling.

“After you take it back, repair the small section a little, and then sell it again at a price slightly lower than Wanbao Tower.”

“No, the price of the magic weapon has increased now. You can sell it at the original price of Wanbao Tower.”

“If the customer doesn’t want to, you can reduce the price and pretend to sell him at a loss.”

“Iron-blooded! Remember, it must be iron-blooded!”

Duan Feng listened carefully and nodded from time to time.

 He really doesn’t understand these business knowledge.

But looking at what Luo Chen said so clearly, there must be some truth in it.

“Don’t let go of those seriously damaged magic weapons. You can buy them with a few spiritual stones.”

“Don’t you know the art of selling gold and melting iron? After melting it, the cast material can be used to repair the magic weapon, or it can be resold to Wanbao Tower or Xianzhuju.”

“High-grade magic weapons involve a lot of formations. If you don’t understand something, don’t take it over easily, lest you ruin your reputation.”

 …

 The truth?

 In fact, there is no great truth in these words.

It's just the basic business knowledge of buying when low and selling when high.

 In addition, Duan Feng does have this skill, so he can operate it.

 You want to say that immortal cultivators don’t understand?

That's just a joke.

 But it’s one thing to understand it, and another thing to have technical support.

 And what if you have technology?

 Still need start-up funds!

Without Luo Chen's advice and large sum of spiritual stones, ordinary casual cultivators would not be able to do this business.

Even if you have all these, so what?

When encountering an unreasonable robbery cultivator, directly killing people to seize treasures will ultimately be in vain.

But Duan Feng is not afraid of these. He is at the ninth level of Qi refining and once ranked among the top three in the Tianjiao list, which is enough for him to calmly deal with enemies below the foundation level.

in addition!

 “Take it!”

Duan Feng quickly reached out and took a token thrown by Luo Chen.

Looking closely, the ancient seal character "Bo" is written on the front, and the character "Dan" is written on the back.

“This is my Poshan Gang’s Alchemy Hall token. I can order the Poshan Gang’s Jiutang monks.”

Duan Feng’s eyes widened, so awesome!

Luo Chen coughed lightly, "Of course, it's one thing to be able to give orders, and another thing to whether they listen. But most monks will give three cents of face to this token when they see it."

This is not because Luo Chen is lying.

　　Early when the Alchemy Hall was first opened, Mi Shuhua summoned most of the late-stage Qi Refining monks from the entire gang.

When Luo Chen gave Bigu Pill to the later monks, Mi Shuhua said that everyone should support Luo Chen.

Those people also "promised generously" at that time.

 Later, a batch of black iron tokens were specially customized for Dantang.

However, these tokens are currently only held by Luo Chen, Sikong Shoujia, and Gu Caiyi.

 Duan Feng joined the Poshan Gang a few days ago, and Luo Chen gave him a piece of it, which was considered legitimate.

Luo Chen has high hopes for this magic weapon repair shop and second-hand broken magic weapon recycling point!

　They value it far more than Chenyue Food Stall, Mixue Bingcheng!

  Second only to his main business of alchemy!

 Now is the right time, the price of magical instruments is rising.

Ordinary monks are reluctant to buy new magic weapons, and there happens to be a Fenghai Blacksmith, who can't repair it and use it for another three years?

Just like Luo Chen, one of the seven jasper swords was damaged.

 Unable to form a complete blade storm, the power is greatly reduced.

Without Duan Feng repairing it for him, the power of this set of flying knives, which is comparable to a high-grade magical weapon, would be reduced by half after it was formed into a formation.

 That means Duan Feng is free, otherwise he would definitely be willing to let Luo Chen spend dozens of spiritual stones.

 Mr. Chu, the founder of Wanbao Tower, also casually said that ordinary casual cultivators only know **** and kill, but do not know how to maintain magical weapons.

It can be said that there is a huge market in the field of repairing magical instruments.

 If next, Duan Feng will do well.

Luo Chen didn’t know how many spiritual stones he would get!

“By the way, making tools and refining elixirs requires the use of fire. Where is your fire?”

 …

 …

 Luo Chen then discovered that Duan Feng had not purchased large quantities of firewood or coal.

Duan Feng said strangely: "In Qinghe Mountain, the most indispensable thing is fire."

"Um?"

 Next, Luo Chen saw Duan Feng running into the semicolon of Lianyun Merchant Alliance behind him.

 When he came out, he was holding a large handful of green grass.

“Green He Demon is a first-level wood demon spirit. After being ignited, its firepower is extremely huge, not inferior to earth fire.”

“And the size of the firepower can also be controlled freely by controlling the length of the Qinghe Demon’s body when it enters the furnace.”

 While speaking, Duan Feng put a green grass demon into the forge as a demonstration.

Snapped!

 Hit a small fireball, and the tail of the Qinghe Demon slowly started to burn.

With a gentle push from Duan Feng's hand, the Qinghe Demon was pushed forward a large distance, and the fire became intense instantly.

 He pulled out a little more, and the fire became much smaller.

 Faintly, a clear wailing sound could be heard.

 “Hey!”

 “You are so cruel!”

Luo Chen’s eyes lit up!

 There is such a good thing in the Guyuan Mountains. When was it discovered?

This thing is used to make elixirs, and what is its effect?

Also, this thing is dead, so why is it still barking?

"I discovered it last summer." Duan Feng said a little unnaturally: "In the past, these nearby mountains were full of wood-type demon spirits such as the Qinghe Demon, which were not threatening, so this place became the main passage into the mountains."

"But last summer, a Foundation Establishment monk passed by. He thought the Green Hed Demon was an eyesore, so he burned it with the True Fire of Foundation Establishment. The huge fire caused almost burned down a Green He Mountain."

“At that time, someone discovered that the Green Grain Demon was particularly resistant to burning.”

“But when Qi Refining Casual Cultivators get their hands on it, they can’t make it burn.”

“Later, the Lianyun Merchant Alliance developed a special technique for inducing the burning of the Green Grain Demon, and then issued a reward for casual cultivators to capture the Green Grain Demon and sell it to them.”

“After they get it, they process it a little and sell it to other places at a higher price.”

 After hearing this explanation, Luo Chen suddenly realized.

 No wonder I haven’t noticed it before. It turns out that this thing needs special treatment with foundation building methods to activate its real effect!

 Suddenly, he looked at Duan Feng, whose expression was unnatural, and thought of a possibility.

“No, you’ve caught this thing before, right?”

Duan Feng moved unnaturally, "When I go into the mountains to kill monsters, I always catch a few Green Hebeast monsters when I get home and sell them to the Lianyun Merchant Alliance."

“And now you buy it back at a higher price? And you didn’t bargain?”

 “Well, that seems to be the case.”

Gan!

 There are people who are more profiteers than me!

 Lianyun Business Alliance, I remember you!

Luo Chen hated that iron could not become steel, and said to Duan Feng: "When you buy Qinghe Demon in large quantities in the future, remember to bargain."

"oh!"

“Oh what, in the name of buying the Green He Demon, I usually have a good relationship with the monks of the Lianyun Merchant Alliance, and I can also take advantage of it at critical moments.”

“Also, when you are in danger, show me the token and give me the name of Dan Chenzi. If that doesn’t work, give me the name of Poshan Gang Mi Shuhua and try not to do anything.”

 After saying that, Luo Chen gave a few more instructions from his mother-in-law, and then left with a few bodyguards.

As for the casual cultivators who were going in and out of Qinghe Mountain and heading straight to the Guyuan Mountains, he didn't even look at them.

 What kind of foundation-building spiritual objects and opportunities for forming elixirs can only be thought of by these idiots?

 After he left, Duan Feng stood there, feeling a little at a loss for a moment.

 In his early years in the Duan family, he mainly studied tool casting. After his mother died, he left the Duan family and came to Dahefang, where he also made a living by fighting.

 Nowadays, it is really uncomfortable to run a store.

 Feng Xia stood aside and sighed.

 “Xiao Duan, don’t let down Luo Chen’s good intentions.”

Duan Feng nodded, he could see Luo Chen's efforts.

Purchased a large number of casting tools, and took out five low-grade magical instruments, two medium-grade magical instruments, and even gave him two thousand spiritual stones as working capital.

Even the Dantang token that can represent his identity was generously taken out.

To say that you are not grateful is to deceive yourself.

Moreover, when Luo Chen was seriously injured before, he was very generous and gave him a bottle of pulse-replenishing lotion.

“So, sometimes you have to learn to adapt and change.”

 “Not just for Luo Chen, but also for yourself.”

Feng Xia looked at Duan Feng with burning eyes and said in a hoarse voice: "Do you still remember how Yuan Xiaoyue usually does business?"

 Original Satsuki!

 The girl who lives with her disabled grandfather.

 Thinking of the scene in Baishi Square, Duan Feng swallowed his saliva unconsciously.

 “Be brave, Xiao Duan!”

Listening to the hoarse and gentle voice coming from his ears, Duan Feng closed his eyes tightly, stirred up his spiritual power, and opened his mouth.

 “Fenghai Tuijia is open for business!”

“Professional repair of damaged magical instruments, polishing and maintenance, transformation and customization, Fenghai Blacksmith is the warmest logistical support on your road to Taoism!”

 “Let’s take a walk and take a look!”

“Can this thing really be used to make elixirs?”

 Luo Chen listened to the faint wailing sound, and his mind was filled with thoughts.

In the alchemy room, several fire workers felt it was quite permeable.

After the hall master came back today, he gave them a Green Hed Demon. After activating it, it turned out to be quite useful.

　　It was the sound that reached their ears one after another, making them feel uncomfortable all over.

“But the price is much higher than ordinary firewood.”

 Usability is one thing, but cost is another.

Luo Chen began to think about how the Green He Demon could be used as a pill fire to maximize its value.

“Whether it is Zhongmiao Pill or Chalcedony Pill, there is actually no need for this kind of demonic fire.”

 The flames that broke out when Luo Chen burned the Green He Demon were called demon fire.

“With its huge and easily adjustable firepower, we can consider using it to refine second-level elixirs, but the cost is probably too high.”

After all, it is a first-level wood demon spirit and can be classified into a first-level demonic beast.

Although it is only the weakest monster, it has no threat and no use value.

 But to buy one, you also need ten spiritual stones.

 A caster is useful because some mineral materials require extremely high temperatures.

 General magic weapons must use earth fire.

 Green He Demon is a trick.

Moreover, the profit of a single piece of magic weapon is far higher than that of elixir.

 Elixirs do not require such high temperatures, and the melting point of medicinal materials is far lower than that of mineral materials.

 After some research, Luo Chen said it was a pity.

This thing is indeed a good thing, but it is too useless.

 At present, he cannot make use of it.

“No, what if I use it to refine the Blood Burning Pill?”

 The firewood used before Burning Blood Pill was not the common green steel wood or peach wood, but sweet wax wood.

The reason why sweet wax wood has this name is because there is a first-level monster that leaves mucus on it when it hatches and transforms.

The taste is sweet, and after the mucus dries, it resembles the tears of candles after burning, so it is called sweet wax wood.

 In the elixir formula he deduced, one of the main ingredients of the blood-burning elixir happened to contain the blood of the Explosive Ape Demon.

The Danhuo contains a trace of demon power, which just promotes the integration of the original Explosive Ape demon blood into other main ingredients.

 Compared to the sweet wax wood, the demon fire produced by the burning of the Green Grain Demon is purer!

“A green grass demon can burn for a long time, and it is convenient for me to adjust the firepower alone.”

 “Perhaps you can give it a try?”

 For a moment, Luo Chen's heart began to move.

 It’s better to act than to be tempted!

 That night, Luo Chen, who was alone, activated his high-grade magic weapon, the Four-Elephant Cauldron.

 He directly added four raw materials, using the Green Hed Demon as firewood.

 After the raging fire, Luo Chen took out the half-burned Green Hed Demon.

 “Isn’t this thing dead?”

 “Why is there still a wailing sound after burning?”

Luo Chen was very sure that the Qinghe Demon bought from the Lianyun Merchant Alliance was not alive.

The living green grass demon is extremely smart and lively, and often plays in the mountains, forests and vegetation.

 But what you buy into your hands is like withered grass, it is definitely dead.

Luo Chen couldn't figure out the principle behind it, and thought it was some instinct left in the muscles of the limbs after the creature died.

He couldn't wait to open the stove lid.

 The Burning Blood Pill is different from other pills. The fragrance of the pill after it is completed is the pungent smell of burnt beetroot.

 Other elixirs that distribute this kind of elixir basically fail.

 But the Burning Blood Pill is very likely to be successful.

 The furnace lid was opened, and seven low-grade elixirs as red as blood were placed inside.

 “Seven!”

Luo Chen was stunned.

He quickly counted the scraps, and after some investigation, he determined that three-quarters of them had failed, and only one was successful.

 In other words!

“The previously fixed number of Blood-Burning Pills has been changed from five to seven!”

“Hiss, it’s just that the elixir fire has been changed, and the number of completed elixirs has also changed. Doesn’t this mean that the elixir recipe will also be affected by the elixir fire?”

 “I optimized the blood-burning elixir recipe?”

Luo Chen knows better than anyone what the increase in the number of pills means.

 That means that it can be sold externally on a large scale.

Of course, you have to factor in the cost.

 A Green Grain Demon can be used to refine four raw materials when only half of it is burned.

 Spread out evenly, a complete Green Hed Demon is enough to support the refining of ten blood-burning pills.

 Amortized equally into each cost, it is an additional spiritual stone, which is about the cost of twelve spiritual stones.

 But the improvement is also very obvious. As long as each copy is successful, you can get two more blood-burning pills.

Of course, we can’t just count the successes. A ten percent success rate means nine more spiritual stones.

“With two more blood-burning pills, can I earn back the nine extra spiritual stones?”

 The answer is yes!

Even if the overall cost cannot be recovered, the extra nine or ten spiritual stones are not a problem.

  And with the extra number of pills, it can also play a better role in improving proficiency.

On the panel, Luo Chen’s blood-burning pill proficiency has reached [13/100].

 “I bought more Green Hed Demons. Next, I can try to refine more blood-burning pills.”

 Most of the monks from the Broken Mountain Gang have recently been transferred to the Guyuan Mountains, so there will naturally be far fewer people monitoring Luo Chen.

Moreover, most of the people who stayed behind were thinking about the ruins.

 Luo Chen can now be a little bolder.

　　Days flow by like water!

While Luo Chen was refining alchemy and practicing, he was paying attention to the news about the golden elixir ruins in the Guyuan Mountains.

Since the Poshan Gang occupies the advantage of the home field, a lot of the news is first-hand, and there is nothing to spread rumors.

This time when he went to the Guyuan Mountains, Mi Shuhua mobilized a lot of people to form a team of 500 casual cultivators.

 Among them, the three major battle halls are the main force, supplemented by the monks from the mine hall and the medicine hall.

The ninth-level monks of Qi Refining almost came out in full force.

In addition to Luo Wudi, Zeng Wen, and Yang Wei, even Ke Yuelin, the master of the Beast Hall, left aside the trivial matters in the hall and went there in person.

Logically speaking, with this huge team, the place can be cleared.

 But in fact, the progress is not smooth.

Xuan Yihui, who had been ignored in the past, suddenly straightened his back this time.

Although there are only three foundation-building families among the five foundation-building families behind them, they have united and suppressed the Poshan Gang in terms of high-end combat power.

“Wait a minute, what are the five major foundation-building families and there are only three foundation-building families?”

Sikong Shoujia said naturally: "Because the other two major foundation-building families don't have foundation-building monks in their families!"

 “If there are no Foundation Establishment monks, do we still deserve to be called the Foundation Establishment family?” Luo Chen was puzzled.

“They had an ancestor who built the foundation before, but he died at the end of his life. He couldn’t stay in the original place any longer, so he moved to Dahefang.”

Sikong Shoujia explained in detail.

“Although the foundation-building ancestor is gone, some methods left by the clan can explode the foundation-building combat power.”

“Have you heard of the talisman treasure? Have you heard of the blood inheritance magic treasure?”

"I know about the talisman. Isn't it just the talisman seal that seals one-third of the power of the magic weapon?" Luo Chen showed his extensive knowledge, and then curled his lips and said: "The inherited magic weapon after the blood sacrifice is also worthy of being called a magic weapon?"

 The blood inheritance magic weapon can also be called the blood sacrifice magic weapon, which belongs to the blood method.

 As for blood methods, Luo Chen is no stranger.

 After Wang Yuan killed the blood monk Xiao Wuyan, he obtained a lot of inheritance from him.

During occasional conversations, Wang Yuan would generously tell Luo Chen these things, probably because he wanted this knowledge to help Luo Chen better refine the Blood Evil Pill!

 In this knowledge, there is the method of blood sacrifice.

This is a method of using magic weapons, which is widely circulated in the world of immortality today, and is not regarded as a magic method.

 That is a high-level monk who binds a magic weapon to his own bloodline.

 Only monks with the same bloodline can inherit and serve as ambassadors.

In this way, even after the monk dies, the magic weapon will not be coveted by others.

  But the price is also very obvious, even worse than the talisman.

Talisman treasure only seals one-third of the power of the magic weapon, causing the power of the magic weapon itself to be damaged, but it can be restored after long-term cultivation.

  However, after the blood magic weapon is bound to the bloodline, the level of the magic weapon will directly drop.

If it is a low-grade magic weapon, it will fall directly to the level of a top-grade magic weapon, which can stimulate up to 20% of the power of the magic weapon.

 Compared with talisman treasures, they are better in that they can be used all the time, but their power is not as good as talisman treasures.

Moreover, even if the descendants break through the foundation building and the core formation, they cannot restore the level of the magic weapon.

 That’s permanent damage!

 Very few people would do this kind of thing.

Only those foundation-building monks who are approaching death and do not have the means to make talismans will do this kind of thing.

“Don’t worry about whether it is a magic weapon or not. Anyway, when combined with the bloodline, the power it unleashes is superior to the best magic weapons. It can definitely be regarded as a foundation-building method!”

Sikong Shoujia said impatiently.

“No, why are you in such a hurry with me?”

 Luo Chen looked at each other strangely.

 From that old face, there was a hint of worry.

 Suddenly, he thought of the reason.

 “Is your son also going into that ruins?”

Sikong Shoujia sighed and nodded silently.

If Mi Shuhua hadn't strictly ordered him to stay in Dantang, he would have wanted to go to the Guyuan Mountains in person to participate in the battle for the ruins.

　　Whether it is for the possible hope of building a foundation, or for the sake of his adopted son.

Seeing the old man's appearance, Luo Chen didn't want to provoke him too much.

 Having a brief chat, we hurried home.

 …

He entered the inner city with five bodyguards, and then returned to the courtyard under the personal **** of Dongfang Liang.

Then!

The almost complete Breath Condensation Spirit Art was activated. After carefully disguising himself, Luo Chen changed his clothes and quietly slipped out of the yard.

 Leaving the inner city, Luo Chen went straight to the outer city.

 Walking through countless alleyways, twisting and turning, I entered a clothing store selling ordinary clothes.

 “Please see whatever clothes the guest wants.”

The old woman who was sewing clothes in the shop said without raising her head.

In the dim light, Luo Chen looked at the other party carefully, and then said slightly awkwardly:

 “I want a nine-dragon crown and a commoner’s clothes and a willow belt.”

The old woman’s hands sewing the clothes paused slightly, and then she shook her head: “The emperor’s crown does not match civilian clothes.”

"If you add Zhenlong hydrangea, it will be complete."

Hearing this last sentence, the old woman raised her head and stared at Luo Chen with her cloudy eyes.

 “What do you call your Excellency?”

 “Murong Yuan.”

 “Well, please come this way!”

The old woman spread her hands, and there was a faint flash of light in the direction leading to the back room.

Luo Chen walked forward as told, and in a daze, he seemed to have passed through a curtain of light.

 Going all the way forward, it seems that you are going all the way down.

 Suddenly, I was stopped in front of a gate.

 “Token!”

"Give!"

Luo Chen handed over a precious hydrangea, with a faint aura flickering. The aura was slightly repulsive to Luo Chen.

Seeing this rejection, the monk in black raised his eyebrows.

“Is this your first time coming to Zhenlong Black Market?”

"Um."

 “Do you know the rules?”

"Um."

"Okay, this is your Zhenlong mask. When it comes out later, we will give you your own Zhenlong hydrangea."

Luo Chen took over a simple mask engraved with a dragon and put it on his face.

Already changed his appearance and calmed down his aura, but now he is even more hidden when he puts on the mask.

 Looking at the black-clothed monk pushing open the door, Luo Chen complained in his heart.

It's enough to have a token, why bother making incisions?

  But that incision is not very cultured.

 At any rate, let’s say something like the earth shaking the high hills, and the streams showing their beauty through the ages!

Moreover, I am fairly well-known in Dahefang, and Dan Chenzi’s reputation is widely spread. Why is it that no one comes to deliver hydrangeas to my door?

Even Zeng Wen and Wang Yuan had people personally deliver the tokens.

 Who are you looking down on?

 But after he entered the door and felt the gaze coming from him, he couldn't help but feel nervous.

 “Damn, you’re in the wrong place, this is a high-end black market!”

 (End of this chapter)