God of Rebirth Alchemist

In the bustling stall street of Xiancheng, all the people coming and going are cultivators. It is difficult to find a so-called mortal among hundreds of people. To the heap of mortals is the "immortal" that everyone worships.

There are all kinds of elixir, wine or spirit weapons on the stalls. Cultivators pick and choose, or they are disappointed or frown and grit their teeth to buy what they like. Most of the stalls are basically visited by people, except for the one on the corner of the street. Several stalls passed by all morning, but not even a single customer stepped forward to have a look.

In one of the stalls, there was a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy with dead eyes and a pair of dead fish eyes sitting cross-legged in it. The cloth was spread on the ground, and there were all kinds of lowest-level spiritual grasses and animal skins of the lowest-level monsters that were only a few years old. No one would want to go forward to buy these worthless and useless things unless they had a brain hole. Throwing things on the ground may not be willing to bend down to pick them up. The stall owners in the stalls around him looked at him from time to time with complaining eyes, as if they didn't come to the door because the boy's goods were too low-end. Bad fortune around.

"I came so early today, how could he come earlier than me? He didn't go back at all last night, so he found a hotel to stay." Near noon, many people who couldn't afford Bigu Pill The monks in the Qi period all went to the restaurant to fill their stomachs, and the two neighboring stall owners had nothing to do, so they found a topic to chat about.

"What nonsense are you talking about? You in this place still like to make excuses for getting up late by yourself." The monk with a goatee in the neighboring booth told the truth without shame.

The stall owner who started the conversation paused in embarrassment for a moment and then returned to normal. He waved his hand and argued: "It's not that he practiced too much last night and went to bed late, otherwise there would be no place for him today. Tomorrow I must be at the city gate. Wait outside before driving."

"Don't just talk about it, our business depends entirely on you. As long as you occupy these stalls before he comes, he won't affect our business." The person who spoke was directly opposite Stall owner, due to the bad business in the corners, sometimes you can’t sell a thing for a few days, so the three stalls on the left and right of the corner are free. You can set up a stall there, except for the six stalls, if you want to set up a stall in other stalls, you have to pay a certain amount of spirit stones.

"Don't say it's really evil, that boy's ability to occupy the booth is absolutely unquestionable." The goatee put up a thumbs up and laughed: "No matter how early he comes, he can always occupy one of them. With this energy, I’m afraid the foundation has already been established.” When the young man first came two years ago, he was at the first level of refining Qi, and after two years, he is still at the first level of refining Qi, no matter how poor the monk with five spiritual roots is, he should reach it in two years Already reached the third level of Qi Refining.

The protagonists being talked about were right next to them, they didn't lower their voices, the youngsters could hear their conversations clearly without paying special attention, but they were unmoved, they didn't even give them a look, this wasn't the first time for them It was the first time to laugh at the boy, but the strange thing was that no matter how much they laughed, the boy remained indifferent, just pretending that he hadn't heard anything, and stared blankly at the front without blinking.

The stall owners who are over half a century old find themselves bored, forced a few laughs, shut their mouths tacitly, and continued to guard the stalls to practice. A Qi-refining cultivator who has lost his foundation, no matter how unwilling he is after a hundred years, he can only resign himself to his fate and become a handful of loess.

Not long after, two teenagers walked in from the gate of the city, carrying a few first-order monsters. The taller boy, who was half an inch taller, was stronger and had a simple and honest face. He was about seventeen or eighteen years old. He is thinner, and his two eyes turn black and round twice, feeling very agile. He is a clever ghost at a glance. If you look closely, you will find that the two teenagers are three or four points similar.

The two teenagers came to the stall street familiarly, without looking at the goods on the stall, they strode towards the corner at the end of the stall without looking sideways, with unconcealable excitement on their faces, it seemed that When something good happened, the other five stall owners in the corner saw the two teenagers approaching, instead of smiling and yelling, they snorted with stinky faces.

The next moment they went to the booth of the dead fish-eyed boy, put the monster on the booth and yelled in unison: "Second Treasure", they suddenly realized that they knew each other, and the three of them stood together, no matter what. Anyone can tell that the three of them are brothers, no wonder the stall owners didn't give them good looks, it turned out that they hated Wujiwu.

The boy who was called Second Treasure didn't seem to hear it, and he was still sitting there blankly. When the clever boy saw it, he curled his lips and shook the boy's shoulder and shouted: "Second brother, why are you falling asleep again? Hurry up!" Wake up, every time it is your turn to look at the booth, you will know to sleep."

The body was shaken back and forth, and the dead fish-eyed boy's lifeless eyes finally fluctuated. He turned his head and glanced at the two boys with those dull eyes, yawned and greeted perfunctorily: "Brother Xiaobao, why did you come back so soon?"

Hearing their conversation, the stall owners looked at each other in blank dismay. It turned out that the boy with dead fish eyes fell asleep again, and such a good opportunity was wasted.

Several stall owners have long been familiar with the fact that the dead fish-eyed boy can fall asleep with his eyes open. Like the first time, his eyes were almost out of frame and his face was full of disbelief. What made them speechless most was that the boy did not close his eyes. Sleeping with their eyes closed, they couldn't judge when the boy fell asleep and when he was awake.

Several times when they thought the young man was asleep, they threw all the things on his stall. Who knew that the other party was not asleep at all, and they were caught on the spot, and the young man dragged him to tell the city patrol guards. In the end, they had no choice but to One person gave the other a piece of low-grade spirit stone for personal gain, and because of this, these stall owners hated the young man, and always wanted to find an opportunity to punish him, and missed such an opportunity today.

"Second brother, you didn't sell a single item today, right? You told me to smile. With a wooden face like yours and dead fish eyes hanging down, who would come here to buy spirit grass and animal skins after seeing you?" .” The smart boy who seemed to be the youngest in age was lecturing while closing the stall.

It's no wonder the boy would say this, except that every time the dead fish-eyed boy set up a stall, he couldn't sell anything, and the rest of the time, whether he was a simple boy or a smart boy, he could more or less sell a few items and earn a couple of dollars every time he set up a stall. The low-grade Lingshi, the honest boy feels real, while the clever boy can speak well, talk sweetly and yell, and naturally there will be business.

And whoever saw a boy, even if he was pink and green, but with a straight face and a pair of dead fish eyes, would not want to go forward and make fun of himself.

"Little Treasure, what are you doing to close the stall so early?" The fish-eyed boy who was teaching his younger brother naturally ignored his words, and asked about the strange behavior of the other party with some puzzlement.

"Second Treasure, today we were super lucky and killed four first-order monsters. Xiao Treasure said he wanted to celebrate, so he closed the stall early." The honest and honest boy who was the oldest among the three explained happily while scratching his head foolishly.

The dead fish-eyed boy glanced at the youngest boy calmly, and didn't say anything after being hinted by the other party's blinking eyes. He just got up and patted the dust, and walked to the nearby restaurant. Bags, follow behind together.

The baby names of these three brothers are Dabao, Erbao, and Xiaobao, and their first names are Shen Ling, Shen Yi, and Shen Yi. They came from a remote mountain village in the mortal world. Their parents are mortals. They were lucky enough to give birth to three brothers with spiritual roots. Although it is the worst five-spiritual root, but at least he can cultivate, maybe luck suddenly comes, and he stands out from thousands of five-spiritual root monks and successfully builds a foundation. That is a great thing for Guangzong Yaozu.

At present, apart from Shen Yi, that is, the boy with dead fish eyes, it is difficult to absorb spiritual energy due to his small spiritual roots. He only has one level of cultivation.

After arriving at the restaurant named Zuixian, he was lured to the back kitchen by the shop assistants, who skillfully placed four first-tier monsters on the cutting board. The meat was put away, the animal skin was thrown back to the three brothers, and the four low-grade spirit stones handed over by the chef were put away.

It is not difficult to see that the monsters that the three brothers hunted in the past were all sent to this restaurant for purchase. The meat of a first-level monster is worth a low-grade spirit stone. Of course, it is sold after cooking. Monster beasts can earn at least four or five low-grade spirit stones.

The monsters were sold out neatly, and the three brothers went to a shop specializing in brewing and selling spirit wine. They sold all the spirit grass that could not be sold at the stall to make wine for them at a low price, and sold ten spirit grass less than ten years old. One spirit stone, if you set up a stall, five trees or less can sell one spirit stone, if they can't afford the special jade box specially placed with spirit grass to prevent the effect of spirit grass from decreasing, they would not be willing to sell it to the store at a low price inside.

"The harvest these days has been very rich. There are thirty or forty spiritual herbs. For the sake of old acquaintances, 38 spiritual herbs will give you four low-grade spiritual stones." The old shopkeeper of the brewery said with a smile. He said, forty spirit herbs less than ten years old can be brewed into five pots, and each pot can sell three to four low-grade spirit stones.

The three brothers are regular customers to both the brewery and the restaurant. Since two years ago, every time they hunted monsters or gathered spiritual herbs, they would buy them for them, except for selling them at a stall.

After selling everything, he went to the shop where he bought animal skins, and also sold out the dozen or so animal skins he had saved during this period, and got five low-grade spirit stones.

Including the 35 low-grade spirit stones they earned from selling monster meat at the stall and today's 48 low-grade spirit stones, the income of the three brothers this month is [-], which is more than ten low-grade spirit stones than before. Obviously in a good mood, I went to the stall area to buy some low-grade spirit wine and panacea to replenish my spirit energy.

Shen Ling and Shen Er also had to buy an additional [-] Qi Gathering Pills for cultivation. As for Shen Yi, because his spiritual root was too thin, even taking the Qi Gathering Pill would not have much effect, so he voluntarily stopped taking the Qi Gathering Pill a year ago , save the spirit stone for Shen Ling and Shen Er, anyway, he would waste it if he ate it.

The three brothers put the things they bought into Shen Ling's storage bag and left the city gate. When they reached a place where no one was around, Shen Yi asked leisurely, "Tell me, what good things did you find?"

"Hehe, the second brother is still smart." The youngest, Shen Er, smiled: "When my elder brother and I went to Qingming Valley to fight monsters today, we found that the monsters inside were very strange, either flying around or just lying on the ground foolishly." Let us kill, my eldest brother and I were lucky, we killed four at once, and ran back quickly if we were afraid of being robbed, second brother, should we go and see now before it is still early, maybe we will be lucky enough to see three The eggs of the fourth-order monsters or a few little monsters in the arms, then we will send it."

The simple and honest Shen Ling said disappointedly: "It turns out that you lied, Xiaobao, when you said that you are going to celebrate today."

"Brother, I didn't lie to you. Let's go to Qingming Valley to kill a few more monsters, and have a big meal to celebrate at night. Don't you think so, second brother?"

Shen Ling smiled innocently again: "So that's the case, Xiaobao, I'm sorry, brother wrongly blamed you."

Shen Yi has long been used to Shen Ling being fooled by Shen Er all the time, and he is too lazy to roll his eyes. Over the years, it is because of rolling his eyes too much that he gradually developed a fishy eye. The two brothers really contributed.

The excuse Shen Er used to celebrate was that he was afraid that Shen Ling would tell the weirdness of the Qingming Valley in the place where he set up a stall without any intention. Their cultivation base is higher than theirs, so there will be no part of their three brothers at that time.

"Let's go, without further ado, let's go and have a look first." There is a great opportunity to earn spirit stones, how can one miss it, and the three brothers Shen Yi hurried to Qingming Valley.

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Yo, yo, finally opened a new pit, and spread flowers by myself~~~~~~~~`(*∩_∩*)′