You also have to save spiritual stones to buy the materials for the Foundation Building Pill.
He still remembered that he and his apprentice found two hydrangeas in the medicine yard of the Blood Spirit Hall and gave one to Mr. Lu.
Later he refined a Foundation Building Pill.
The main medicine here is not Hydrangea, but its effects are similar. It is called Double Ninth Festival Purple Flower. It has seven petals and is very easy to grow. It is sold in major medicinal shops in the city.
One plant contains five hundred low-grade spiritual stones.
To put it together, it would take thousands of spiritual stones to refine the Foundation Building Pill.
Tu Shanjun also understood that the problem with Xu Sanniang's problem was not the Foundation Establishment Pill, but actually the knot in her heart.
Now that he realizes the problem of strength, it will be solved easily. When the time comes, he can refine a foundation-building pill that suits his physique, and he will be able to cross that threshold.
March in a hurry.
Tu Shanjun put on his soul-partitioned body, which was perfect for practicing Qi, and walked out of the orphanage in the early morning.
He carries thousands of spiritual stones in his pocket.
It’s half a year’s savings.
He got on the puppet carriage, sat upright in the carriage, and pointed out the direction to the boy who was driving the carriage.
"Master, just sit down."
The young man is just a Qi practitioner, but he uses the distraction method to skillfully control the puppet beast.
Chatting with him along the way, the young man said that it was a puppet carriage purchased by his family and it cost 120,000 to 30,000 spirit stones. For a job, he would charge three yuan for the far place and one yuan for the nearby place. One day
This one takes more than ten trips, and on good days there are twenty or thirty trips.
Tianji Mansion has a bank account and a bank, as well as Tianji Pavilion. You can borrow spiritual stones to buy them, as long as you repay them on time.
Tu Shanjun calculated with his fingers that it would take more than twenty years to repay the one hundred thousand spirit stones.
But after twenty years, this puppet carriage will completely belong to him, and it will be up to him how much he can earn.
"Don't want to go out?"
"Ahem, senior, you are joking. I have the qualifications of the Four Spiritual Roots. I have barely reached the middle stage of cultivation when I am nearly thirty years old. Having a way to make a living, marrying a wife, having children, and then gradually accumulating spiritual stones is my biggest wish.
Why are you going out to get into trouble?" The boy smiled and said, "I'm not afraid of seniors' jokes."
"My fighting skills are not very good. My heart is trembling before I even start fighting with others."
"Those spells are also commonplace."
"..."
Tushanjun nodded. He was used to living a life of fighting and killing, but he forgot about stability and calmness.
This is true for most monks.
The larger the land, the more stable it is, and there are always ways to make a living. Not everyone has such ambitions, and not everyone will become an immortal when they embark on the path of cultivation.
Everyone has their own way of living.
Just like the day when the thin monkey was rescued, many of the children rescued with him were not very grateful.
In fact, they have known for a long time what path they are on. What they are pursuing is to become monks and become members of gangs and enjoy good life, and they don't care whether they transfer to the airport to go somewhere else.
Simply tell them the truth about the organization, maybe it will pique their interest.
Tushanjun couldn't save so many people, and he couldn't use the dream spell to tell them that being a killer always comes with risks.
The monks of the City Construction Department have the same way of living as the monks of the City Construction Department, and the monks of the Law Enforcement Hall have the same way of life as the monks of the Law Enforcement Hall.
The puppet-controlling monks have their own way, and the beast-controlling monks have their own way of doing business in beast ships. Not everyone will embark on the cruel fighting and killing. Who can guarantee that it is a good way, or they may die in it.
There are three thousand avenues.
How many people can achieve immortality?
Who can be sure that one cannot become a Taoist by cultivating immortality and various arts?
Tu Shanjun sighed, he had always thought like this.
Therefore, he did not teach Zhou Xinglie too many magical powers and scripture meanings, but left the inheritance to Wu Rong.
While sighing, his eyes did not change at all. He had seen too many lives and deaths before embarking on this road with a glimmer of hope.
He doesn't object to how other people go, nor does he have many suggestions.
Because he is also a seeker.
The young man seemed to have a lot to say. In the past, he had met many monks with advanced cultivation levels. They either looked down on him or preached with arrogance and self-righteousness.
Unexpectedly, there was only calmness in this person's eyes, and he didn't say anything except listening quietly.
“The guest officer has an extraordinary manner.”
"Must be no ordinary person."
"Yeah?"
"My carriage has ridden many monks, and the high-ranking monks are not as polite as a gentleman."
…
Just as he was talking, he had arrived at Dongfang.
Tianji City is divided into four cities, namely Dongfang West City and South Street Beigang.
This is Dongfang where Tushanjun came.
drug store.
Thousands of spirit stones were spent carefully to buy a batch of medicinal materials for refining the Foundation Establishment Pill.
There are thirteen medicines in total.
One main drug, five auxiliary drugs, and seven secondary drugs.
"Your Majesty, you want to refine the Foundation Establishment Pill," the shopkeeper said with a smile.
"yes."
The shopkeeper cleared his throat, looked Tu Shanjun up and down, and then said: "Is your guest an alchemist? Why not let our shop come forward to invite a second-grade alchemist for your guest. By then, as long as you can make the elixir, you only need to pay two thousand
Spirit stones, and the shop will also give guests a set of Foundation Building Pill materials for free, which is very cost-effective."
"Two medicinal materials, a pill."
"If it doesn't work, will the spirit stone pay for it?"
"certainly."
"Forget it then." Tu Shanjun was about to leave.
He turned to the shopkeeper and asked, "Do you have an alchemy room for rent?"
"There are some."
"When you go out and turn right, you'll find the alchemy room for rent."
The shopkeeper still maintained his original smile.
"Thank you."
Looking at Tu Shanjun's back, the shopkeeper shook his head slightly. There was always a confused young man who wanted to try it himself.
Although the Foundation Establishment Pill is a second-grade pill, it is very difficult to refine. How can it be accomplished by a single Qi practitioner? What’s more, the Qi practitioner is still a ghost cultivator. Ghost cultivators are generally afraid of Yang fire, and it will not be uncomfortable when the earth vein flames hit the body.
"It's a pity that I didn't listen to my advice."
"Three thousand spiritual stones and one foundation-building pill, it's a good deal."
…
"It's done."
Tu Shanjun put the purple-black elixir in the jade box he purchased, and then took out a spiritual talisman from his pocket and sealed it.
This is the elixir he specially bought and refined based on Sanniang's spiritual roots.
Speaking of his experience in refining Foundation Establishment Pills, he has so much experience.
Originally, the sect refined thousands of foundation-building pills, but later it developed and he no longer needed to refine such second-grade pills.
I have made countless revisions to the recipe for the Foundation Establishment Pill, and I have long studied and understood where things might go wrong. Even if my cultivation is not good enough, I will inevitably feel a little tired.
Then drive the carriage back to the orphanage.
But I heard a piece of news.
"Going out?"
"Sister Gongsun invited me to go, but I declined several times and it was difficult to continue. Sister Gongsun helped me back then." Xu Sanniang packed her bags and put her long sword on her back.
It was a blue ancient sword, which she put in a sword case.
Even the clothes on her body have been changed. If she was originally a beautiful village girl, now she really looks like a fairy.
"I'll go with you."
"It's just reminiscing about old times." Xu Sanniang waved her hands quickly.
The last time she took Sister Gongsun's carriage, she still remembered the look on that pretty boy's face. She was afraid that she would get into trouble this time. Even though Brother Tushan was so kind and nice to talk to, he was also treating them. If an outsider took action again, it would be troublesome.
.
Besides, she is not afraid of being looked down upon by others even though she is a prostitute.
But it was hard for Brother Tushan to follow her and be looked down upon by others.
"Then you should bring the soul flag."
"It's always good to have a weapon to defend yourself."
"That's fine."
Seeing that Xu Sanniang had no choice but to bring the Zunhun Banner.
Tu Shanjun said with a smile: "Come back early, there will be a surprise."
"surprise?"
"What surprise?"
"You'll know when you get back."
Tu Shanjun held his robe in his sleeves and caressed the jade box in his arms.
All the way to the door, Shouhou helped Xu Sanniang board the four-carriage.
"Not happy?"
Seeing the carriage leave, and seeing the thin monkey pouting again, he couldn't help but ask.
"That sister Gongsun is not a good person."
"How do you know?"
"I just thought she was not a good person. Sister-in-law Zou next door often scolded her husband, saying that she was sucked dry by the vixens outside and couldn't work hard at home."
Tu Shanjun was both laughing and crying.
A little kid knows a lot.
The thin monkey looked at Tu Shanjun and said, "Uncle Tiger, aren't you going to follow?"
"I've already followed."
"ah?!"
"You are not standing here."
"Why do children have so many problems? You just need to know that I will follow you."
"I understand."
"In the storybook, the swordsman master can kill people's heads from thousands of miles away. Uncle Hu, are you a swordsman?"
Tushanjun was speechless after hearing Shouhou's words.
He understands Shouhou's concerns.
The thin monkey didn't know what to do, so he could only relieve his tension through words.
Tu Shanjun did not refute him, because the Zunhun Banner hidden in Sanniang's sleeve robe had already opened one of its scarlet eyes, flicked it around, and then closed it again.
This chapter has been completed!