"I don't know what this thing is, and I can't evaluate the value. Just give me a price first. I'll count the two ferocious beasts together - if there are really two ferocious beasts."
After Chen Zhining finished speaking, the little beggar thought for a while and said, "Together, count three thousand taels of silver!"
"Why don't you go and grab it?" As soon as the little beggar finished speaking, Chen Yi exploded and scolded angrily. Chen Zhining just stretched out a finger lightly: "One thousand taels, I only have that much."
"I won't talk about less than two thousand taels!"
After some bargaining, the two sides finally agreed to pay 1,500 taels of silver. Chen Zhining first paid 1,000 taels, and after he brought back the two ferocious beasts, he would pay the remaining 500 taels.
Chen Zhining collected the seemingly inconspicuous spiritual medicine, and then ordered Chen Zhong gloomyly: "Take someone to follow him. If he dares to be clever, you know what to do!"
Chen Zhong originally thought that the little beggar had lied to the young master and was very unfriendly to him. He immediately smiled and said, "Don't worry, young master, I'll leave it all to me, and I guarantee that he can't live or die!"
Chen Zhining waved his hand and took Chen Yi back.
He carefully sent the elixir into the ring space and buried it under the peach tree. He could clearly feel that the peach tree was waving its branches and leaves frantically, as if extremely happy.
Unfortunately, Jinzhu lacks spiritual jade, and the analysis of "Taoyi" is very slow, and it is still just a vague text.
Chen Zhining thought about it and said that it was not a solution to wait like this. He was full of thoughts about making money. In fact, with his position as the young master of the Chen family, it was easy to make something and make a thousand-eight hundred silver, but if he wanted to make Lingyu... there was no way!
Lingyu and Mangshi are essential things for monks to practice. They are very rare in themselves. In addition, the demand is high, so ordinary young monks may not have a few pieces in their hands.
Chen Zhining sighed and had to bite the bullet and go to find his father.
"I want it more?" Dad was startled: "Do you think the spiritual jade was blown by the strong wind?"
Chen Zhining smiled and pinched his father's shoulders and back: "Dad, I'm so motivated now, look." He casually pinched a teapot on his father's table into pottery powder.
Chen Zhining was proud, but he didn't see his father's face turned green: "This is a teapot made by the master of the maker himself by the spiritual clay in the mountains. Although it is not a magic weapon, it can greatly promote the progress of cultivation and enhance the understanding. It is worth thirty-six second-level spiritual jade!"
"Ah?!" Chen Zhining was stunned, and then immediately reacted and bite him back: "You have thirty-six second-level spiritual jades in a teapot. Is your son still reluctant to give it to you if you want ten spiritual jades!"
Chen/Yunpeng: "Didn't you just spend six yuan?"
"You are not good to the child, I will go to the county town to complain to my mother."
Chen/Yunpeng was so angry: "Okay, come back for me." He looked at Chen Zhining seriously: "What are you doing recently? Why did you suddenly increase your physical fitness, and why did you consume so much spiritual jade?"
The teapot is infinitely close to the magic weapon. If the weapon-making master had not been slightly distracted during the refining process, it would have been a first-level magic weapon.
Not only is it powerful, but it is particularly strong. Even if Chen Zhong, a middle-aged man, smashed it with all his strength with a sledgehammer, it would not be broken. But at a young age, his son simply pinched it into pottery powder!
Chen Zhining hesitated. He didn't want to lie to his father, but this secret is indeed not the time to tell him.
Chen/Yunpeng said solemnly: "Boy, some methods cannot be touched. Although it can help you improve your strength quickly in the short term, it comes at the cost of the future. Do you understand?"
Chen Zhining rolled his eyes: "Is your son that kind of idiot?"
Chen/Yunpeng thought about it. This kid has been greedy for life and fear of death since he was a child, and sometimes he is very thief. Even if an old devil wants to deceive him into practicing the magical skills, he is afraid he will not be fooled.
He also knew that there were many strange people in the mortal world, so he liked to train a disciple mysteriously and make a splash. So he nodded and said, "Okay, I'll give you another ten second-level spiritual jade."
Chen Zhining cheered: "Thank you dad!"
Chen/Yunpeng smiled bitterly: "I hope my dad will put these spiritual jades to the best of money."
He would never admit that he was afraid that his son would go to the county town to sue...
Chen Zhining took the spiritual jade and rushed back to his cross-yard, letting Chen Zhong stay at the door, then couldn't wait to open his ring space, and then buried two pieces of spiritual jade under the golden bamboo.
At a speed that could be seen by the naked eye, the text on the golden bamboo quickly became clear. Chen Zhining did not waste time and buried two other pieces of fairy jade under the peach tree.
The peach tree has blossomed and bears fruit because of that mysterious spiritual medicine, but the fruit is still very young. With two second-level spiritual jades, the growth rate has accelerated, but it still seems a bit slower than the previous one.
"So, this time the peach should have better effect, but it will consume more spiritual jade." Chen Zhining was absolutely in pain and happiness at this time. He could continue to improve his qualifications and speed up his cultivation progress, but the consumption was too great!
Before he started practicing true practice, he had already consumed the second-level spiritual jade! Generally, a cultivator at the third level of the Yuan Realm only needs the first-level spiritual jade.
"How can you live the days after this?" He complained, turned his head and saw a golden bamboo falling to the ground with a slap, and immediately smiled.
He first packed this section of the golden bamboo, then buried "Qingyun Zhi" under the golden bamboo, added two pieces of second-level spiritual jade as fertilizer, and then he left the ring space.
Then, he sat cross-legged on the cushion, calmed his mind, raised the golden bamboo with both hands and pressed it on his forehead. A golden light merged into his eyebrows, but compared to the last time, his understanding also improved after his qualifications improved, and he quickly integrated this golden light into his mind, without the feeling of bulging eyebrows.
After the golden light flowed cleanly, the golden bamboo turned into ashes. Chen Zhining silently understood this classic. After a long time, he opened his eyes and exclaimed: "It turns out that it is profound and profound. Unfortunately, only the entry-level part can only be cultivated to the Yuanqi realm."
If you want to get the next part, you have to enter the county school.
He used "Bipolar God and Demon Body", turned his body into pure gold, and then began to practice "Tao Art". With the analysis of Jinzhu, and the innate spiritual peach improved his qualifications, he practiced without any obstacles and completed a small Zhoutian smoothly.
Then Chen Zhining practiced eight small Zhoutians in one breath and completed the practice of the Great Zhoutian.
When he withdrew from that mysterious realm, he felt the power around him entangled, and the heaven and earth seemed to have a new "recognition" for him.
After standing up and sootheing his body, Chen Zhining felt more and more different from what he had never practiced. Even though he had the foundation of "Bipolar God and Demon Body" and contained the power of the Nine Cauldrons in his body, he did not have the feeling of "the heaven and earth are used for me" now.
Of course he knew very well that this was just a feeling, and there was still a long way to go to really achieve this.
There are still two days left before the introductory assessment. Chen Zhining is immersed in this kind of cultivation. His previous friends can no longer be interested in it. Two days have passed in a flash.
Early in the morning that day, Chen Zhining was pulled out of the quilt by his father: "The new clothes are ready, come to eat after washing up, and I will personally send you to the exam for my father today."
When Chen Zhining went out, he found that the atmosphere was a little wrong. His father was wearing a majestic military uniform and a narrow box hung on one side of the war horse. A strong murderous aura penetrated through the wooden box. It was obvious that there was an attack magic weapon that drank the enemy's blood inside.
In addition to his father, he also followed the eighteen Yuanrong cultivators - such powerful powers, which seemed to go to war with the enemy, rather than escorting a thirteen-year-old boy for the introductory assessment.
"Go on the horse!" The father shouted, and Chen Zhining no longer wanted to turn over a horse. There were four monks in front of him, with two wings on each side. The remaining ten monks followed behind the two, and the group headed straight for the county school.
Chen/Yunpeng immediately whispered to his son: "In the past, he wiped out seven strongholds of Yu Ersan for his father, and he beat her up so hard that she could not turn over. The more time it took, the more dangerous it was, so be careful, there was no big mistake."
In fact, when Chen Zhining went out these days, he had four powerful monks arranged by Chen/Yunpeng to secretly protect him.
When Chen Zhining mentioned Yu Ersan, he felt a chill in his crotch, but his heart was a little warm: it turned out that my father had arranged such an amazing revenge recently. It was not a trivial matter to start a war between the three heroes, but in order to avenge himself, my father did it without hesitation.
Chen/Yunpeng looked around again and said, "The county school and the people from the three major sects have talked to Wei's father. The Yinhuo Sect gives the most favorable conditions. If you don't have any preferences, choose the Yinhuo Sect."
Chen Zhining is completely unlucky: "Okay, I'll listen to you."
Chen/Yunpeng nodded and looked at his son with a smile: "Sister-in-law Yu reminds you to be a father, you are not young anymore. After entering the school, I chose eight or nine maids for you. It is a big deal to pass on the family line. It is a big deal to be unfilial and have three no descendants..."
Chen Zhining buzzed in his mind, and a voice was fighting and shouting: Could it be that he had escaped Yu Ersao's poisonous hand, but he could not escape his father's claws?!
He looked at his father with resentment: "Dad, I'm still young..."
"It's not young anymore." Chen/Yunpeng didn't say anything nonsense. There are many people in the mortal world who become fathers at the age of thirteen or fourteen. Some families even let the two parties get married and live together first when they are in their teens.
"But... the child doesn't want to be distracted now, so it's more important to work hard to practice."
Chen/Yunpeng will not let him go: "It will not delay your cultivation. You just need to leave seeds for your family. The more the better. After all, you are the bloodline of Emperor Ying, and your descendants will definitely demonstrate the power of bloodline."
Chen Zhining gritted his teeth and said, "Then can I choose by myself?"
Chen/Yunpeng glared: "How can that be? How can you know what kind of woman can help her husband and give birth to a child at a young age?"
When Chen Zhining heard this, he was completely desperate, and a few maids around his father quickly flashed through his mind: they were almost printed with the same mold: a bucket waist, a big pie face, a flat nose, and a stingy face...
Chen Zhining still doesn't understand that his father has always claimed to the public that the maid was chosen by himself, but he was afraid of his internal concealment. He really thought that his father had a bad attitude, and choosing a maid was ugly than the other. If his father asked him to choose a concubine, he might as well follow Yu Er's sister-in-law.
"I still think that a real man should put his career first." Chen Zhining decided to struggle to death.
Chen/Yunpeng looked at him and smiled and said, "Career is the priority? So, is my son really planning to make achievements in the road of cultivation this time?"
"Please believe me, my father."
"Okay." Chen/Yunpeng finally let go: "As long as you can cultivate to the Yuanrong Realm within half a year, I promised you that you don't have to pass on your family for the time being."
Chapter completed!