Immortal Mansion Royal Beast

In Tianmen Shanfang City, Fang Qingyuan was dealing with a medicinal herb vendor. Fang Qingyuan took out the newly picked colorful sunflowers and argued vigorously to the vendor in front of him:

"How come the cultured ones are not worth nine low-grade spiritual stones? Look at the appearance. They are plump and plump. Look at the roots. They are not damaged at all. How good. I think nine low-grade spiritual stones are definitely worth it."

After hearing this, the vendor showed a wry smile and said to Fang Qingyuan:

"Because of this, this colorful sunflower is not worth nine spiritual stones. The spiritual plants cultivated in the spiritual land, because of the abundant soil and the care of people, grow in excellent condition. However, the spiritual plants have not been tempered by wind and rain, and their roots are The beard is shallow and short, but the medicinal power is insufficient."

Seeing that Fang Qingyuan didn't believe it, the drug dealer simply took out a wild colorful sunflower from his storage bag and handed it to Fang Qingyuan for him to look at carefully.

Fang Qingyuan took it and took a look and found that the roots of the drug dealer's colorful sunflower were indeed much longer than his own. The roots of the colorful sunflower he cultivated were only one foot, while the roots of the drug dealer's were more than three feet.

Although the wild colorful sunflowers are not as big as my own, they are filled with the fragrance of medicinal herbs. Compared with the ones growing in the fairy palace in my hand, they are indeed much better.

Well, Fang Qingyuan originally thought that the food in the greenhouse was more valuable, because in his previous life, the food in the greenhouse was more expensive, but he forgot that in addition to the taste and appearance, the most important thing is the potency.

Therefore, Fang Qingyuan no longer insisted on the price of the nine low-grade spiritual stones, but asked:

"Okay, I have nearly a hundred plants here. If you give me a real price, I won't go to a second store."

In fact, this was already the fourth house Fang Qingyuan visited, but he always said the same polite words in front of each house.

The herb dealer did not fight with Fang Qingyuan and said bluntly:

"The colorful sunflowers produced by Lingdi were originally counted as seven low-grade spiritual stones. However, the quantity is large and the quality is really good. How about I give you seven and a half low-grade spiritual stones per plant?"

Fang Qingyuan was basically satisfied with this price. A colorful sunflower seedling only cost four low-grade spiritual stones. After selling nearly a hundred plants, he could earn nearly 400 low-grade spiritual stones.

Just thinking of the ginseng and aloe vera that he still needed to buy, Fang Qingyuan suggested:

"I also want to buy thirty ginseng and ginseng plants. If you have them, I might as well do the math together. But I'll buy them all from you, so the price should be a little more favorable."

The herb dealer had a smile on his face. He looked at Fang Qingyuan and said yes repeatedly. After a moment, Fang Qingyuan painfully took out three second-level spiritual stones and made up the difference.

A spiritual ginseng seedling costs ten low-grade stones, and a quince seedling costs up to fifteen low-grade stones. Fang Qingyuan also bought fifty adenophora adenophora, but this time he did not receive the spiritual stones, but paid three in compensation. Second level.

After the money and goods were cleared, Fang Qingyuan quickly returned to his small courtyard with these spiritual plants and planted them immediately.

Plant Adenophora adenophora first, one plant every few meters, and then plant ginseng and eucalyptus under each plant a little further away.

Finally, the Spring Breeze Transforming Rain Spirit Art was used to attract a sparse spiritual rain to nourish these spiritual plants. After a while, these newly transplanted spiritual plants have adapted to the environment here, and then they can be fertilized and cultivated.

After finishing these things, more than half a day had passed. Fang Qingyuan looked at the fruits of his labor, and his heart was filled with pleasant pleasure.

After three or five years, these Mu Kui will earn another huge sum of spiritual stones.

Thinking about the harvest in the future, Fang Qingyuan turned around and went to the quiet room to start his daily practice.

Planting in spring and harvesting in autumn, working in summer and hiding in winter, the four seasons cycle endlessly. In the blink of an eye, the second year after Fang Qingyuan awakened to Su Hui passed by.

This year's festival atmosphere is still not strong. Under the leadership of Lechuan, Tianshan Villa began to stride forward like a wild horse that escaped the reins.

According to Lechuan, in the new year, the Tianshan Villa will be officially upgraded to the Southern Xinjiang Beast Control Sect, so all the disciples must use their utmost efforts. Basically, they must put down everything first and go all out. I have devoted myself to this matter.

However, Lechuan and his foundation-building disciples were busy with this matter wholeheartedly, but in the original Tianshan Villa, there were still a few disciples who were secretly fishing.

"Senior Brother Qingyuan, come and try my newly brewed yellow koji wine. I selected five kinds of spiritual plants and seven flavors of ingredients and brewed it carefully for three years. You have to taste it carefully. "

In Fang Qingyuan's small courtyard, Zhang Yuan took out a jar of spiritual wine from his storage bag, opened the mud seal, and poured a small bowl for Fang Qingyuan.

Then Zhang Yuan tilted his head again and said to Jiang Kui beside him:

"Senior sister, how about you have a bowl too?"

Jiang Kui smiled and waved her hand, politely refusing. Zhang Yuan saw this and didn't bother. He directly poured himself a large bowl, then raised the wine bowl and said:

"On New Year's Eve this year, the three of us brothers and sisters gathered here for a little peace and quiet. I suggest you drink this bowl full to enjoy the comfort at this moment."

After Zhang Yuan finished speaking, Fang Qingyuan raised half a bowl of wine and agreed:

"Nowadays, there are fewer and fewer brothers and sisters who are still in the old courtyard of Tianshan, so the three of us are still familiar with each other. Thinking of the days when Dean Jiang was still there a few years ago, every time at this time, the courtyard would be filled with excitement.

The senior brothers started fighting animals and playing around, and you were drinking around. The senior sister was also looking for people to compete with, insisting on beating all the senior brothers. Later, everyone was afraid of you and hid when they saw you coming. "

Mentioning this matter, Jiang Kui also showed a look of reminiscence. She just smiled and touched her face before disappearing.

Seeing Jiang Kui like this, Fang Qingyuan sighed in his heart. It seemed that nearly two years had passed, and the senior sister still had not gotten over the death of Jiang Yuanshu.

At this time, Zhang Yuan asked in confusion:

"Then what were you doing at that time? Why don't I remember it?"

Fang Qingyuan mocked:

"In the past few years, I have been unable to break through in my cultivation. Seeing that you, a junior brother who is one year behind me, has taken the lead in becoming an inner disciple, the siltation in my heart gradually increased, so I will not be idle on New Year's Eve. After showing up, he went back and meditated in a quiet room."

Zhang Yuan was surprised. He really didn't pay attention to Fang Qingyuan back then. He didn't expect that the cheerful and gentle senior brother in front of him would still have this unforgettable memory.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yuan quickly said:

"Okay, it's all over. What matters now is the most important thing. Come on, have a drink."

After Zhang Yuan finished speaking, he raised his wine bowl and drank it all in one gulp, his face filled with intoxication.

When Fang Qingyuan saw this, he just took a sip, and then looked at Zhang Yuan with a strange expression:

"Is this wine not brewed well? Why is it sour?"

After hearing what Fang Qingyuan said, Zhang Yuan's face suddenly fell and he muttered in a low voice:

"You don't understand. One of the auxiliary ingredients in the spiritual material is sour plum. It's normal to be a little sour. When it comes to making wine, just drink it."

At this time, Jiang Kui put down her tea bowl and gently covered her mouth and nose, unable to help but snicker.

Fang Qingyuan shook his head and put the wine bowl on the table. He stood up and went to the kitchen. He took out a large pot of braised pork and fish with medicinal turtle that had been simmered for several hours. He placed it on a fire weapon and took it from the storage bag. , took out various spiritual vegetables one by one, placed them aside, and said mysteriously:

"Today, I'll take you two to eat something new."

After Fang Qingyuan finished speaking, a snowflake fell slowly and melted into the pot.

So, the three of them looked up at the clear night sky at the same time, looking at the stars and the falling snowflakes.

Transition chapter, the next chapter starts with business and making money.