Chapter 198: When a scholar buys ink, the price will rise!
At some point, the little devil finished inhaling the incense, holding the moonlight grass in his hand, with a flattering look on his face.
Chu Chen laughed dumbly:
"Moonlight grass is beneficial to the soul and strengthens the spirit. It is more delicious than the fragrance of beneficial soul. You don't want to eat it?"
The little devil licked his mouth, his stomach was full of greed, and a trace of reluctance flashed on his face.
However, the little devil soon shook his head again and said seriously:
"I really want to eat it, but feeding it to my senior brother will be more effective. I inhale the soul-enhancing incense every day, which is enough to nourish my soul and nourish my mind. Eating moonlight grass is a bit wasteful, so I'd better give it to my senior brother."
Chu Chen was a little surprised and a little touched.
Moonlight grass is extremely precious. In fact, the little fox fairy's real reward is it.
Huang Fugui's cultivation talent is not bad, he is above average among ordinary monks. In the future, he will cultivate to the eighth level, not to mention the seventh level Taoism. He is qualified to become the destined disciple of the ordinary fifth- and sixth-level Taoism Chuma Immortal.
It's just that the little fox fairy is too visionary to take a fancy to him.
Finding a fifth- and sixth-grade "immortal family" for Huang Fugui was an opportunity, but in the eyes of the little fox Xian Daiyan, this repayment came too lightly.
Therefore, later on, the little fox fairy Daiyan gave four more moonlight grasses to four people.
The rarity of moonlight grass is self-evident.
The little devil is so well-behaved sometimes that it makes people feel bad.
Its rhetoric is very reasonable from the perspective of maximizing interests.
But not always.
Moonlight grass has many wonderful uses. It not only has miraculous effects in replenishing the soul and strengthening the spirit, but also has many benefits such as eradicating evil thoughts and purifying mana. If the little devil swallows it, it will have many benefits for his practice, and nothing is wasted.
"Haha~ My little devil is so good. Senior brother's love for you is not in vain. Senior brother, I appreciate your kindness. You can keep the moonlight grass for yourself."
Chu Chen patted the little devil's head, feeling happy in his heart.
The little kid was a little excited, but he quickly shook his head and spoke again:
"Senior brother, your general Tao Tianyi will soon be promoted to the eighth level. I don't think you need to swallow the whole spiritual grass. I can just eat the rest to satisfy my appetite."
When he said this, the little ghost resisted the attack of greed in his stomach, and his attitude was quite insistent, as if he would not give up if his senior brother did not accept it.
Chu Chen vaguely guessed something and touched the little devil's head.
"Fine."
"Uh-huh!"
The little ghost was satisfied and had a peaceful smile on his face.
Chu Chen looked a little distressed.
This little guy is still a little insecure.
...
Refining a divine general in one night will yield great results.
The little devil should be remembered for his first contribution.
After swallowing more than half of the moonlight grass, Tao Tianjun, the divine general of Heavenly Medicine and Five Thunders, was finally promoted to the eighth level of Taoism.
Although it is just the first time to enter the eighth-level Taoist practice, the cultivation level is very different from the ninth-level Taoist practice, and the magical powers and magical powers are not the same.
In particular, the divine general Tao Tianjun is an auxiliary divine general. His role is not to fight with supernatural powers, but to protect the altar and enhance the continuous combat capabilities, toughness, casualties, etc. of his troops.
Tao Tianjun's Taoist practice has been promoted to the eighth level. In addition to the improvement in magical power and fighting skills, it is also of great benefit to weapon training.
The two eighth-level divine generals joined forces to refine weapons, and the efficiency of cultivating eighth-level Taoist soldiers was greatly improved.
As God General Tao Tianjun was promoted, Chu Chen's military and horse skills were pushed to a new level, and his strength was slightly improved.
The next day, Chu Chen went to Dianmao, the Department of Ghosts and Gods, as usual, for daily inspections.
"Moonlight grass is such a good treasure."
Entering the duty room, Xiucai and Wang Ping were already discussing the many wonderful uses of moonlight grass.
When Wang Ping saw Chu Chen, he immediately became interested and asked quickly:
"Brother Chu, can you use the Moonlight Grass? I used it to train the internal refining lieutenants. Now the two great generals, positive and negative, have almost the same Taoist cultivation level. They have all caught up with my Taoist cultivation level. The scholar used it to develop spiritual ink, and he won a prize.
What about you? What are you going to do with this exquisite piece of calligraphy? Are you willing to sell it?"
Wang Ping was from a good family background, and he possessed the secret skills of treasure hunting and had accumulated a lot of savings.
If Chu Chen wanted to sell the Moonlight Grass, he would be happy to buy it at a premium.
"I am poor, but this kind of treasure will definitely not be sold, so don't worry about it."
Chu Chen chuckled and continued: "I also use it to train divine generals. No, the deputy general has been promoted to the eighth rank."
Lin Miaoyin listened to the three people discussing the magical effects of Moonlight Grass, her face full of envy. She had also wanted this kind of treasure for a long time and had no chance to get it.
First, there is not enough opportunity, and second, there is not enough financial resources.
After all, Moonlight Grass is not a necessity for cultivation, but a kind of benefit and supplement. Neither the sect nor the family can provide this kind of treasure for free in the luxury.
If you want to get this kind of treasure, you have to rely on your own luck.
Lin Miaoyin was extremely thoughtful. When she heard Chu Chen say that her deputy general had been promoted to the eighth level of Taoism, she immediately reacted:
"Senior Brother Chu, didn't your lieutenant-general just summon the inner refiner recently and get promoted so quickly? I'm afraid one plant of moonlight grass is not enough. Could it be that you took two plants?"
"Yes, I gave the moonlight grass to my senior brother to practice magic. Hehe, I didn't use two plants, only one and a half. I ate the rest."
The little ghost floated out at the right time and sat on the senior brother's shoulder, quite happily.
Chu Chen smiled faintly.
When the three people in the room suddenly realized this, they all looked at Chu Chen with envy and jealousy.
Lin Miaoyin's eyes shone brightly and she looked at the little ghost boy with great fondness:
"The little devil is so good,"
Wang Ping sighed: "I wish I had such a good and powerful ghost pet."
The scholar fanned himself: "Indeed, except for the crow's mouth, everything else about the little devil is very good."
"Hahaha~"
Everyone laughed.
The little ghost cast a resentful look at the scholar.
On this day, it was quite a strange day. Four people were on duty. There was not a single errand that required deputy class leader-level immortal officials to take action within the jurisdiction of Huanghaoyuan's Class A, and the inspection envoys below took care of it.
After leaving the office, the scholar intended to go to Dilonggui Market again, buy some spiritual ink, and invite everyone to go with him.
The past two days were the critical moments for Chu Chen to sacrifice the [Earth Armor Talisman]. He had to keep an eye on it, so he didn't go and took the little devil home.
"If a scholar buys ink, the price will go up. If a scholar buys ink, the price will go up!"
Along the way, the little kid was mumbling.
"Little devil, you really hold a grudge, hahaha."
Chu Chen Lengjun couldn't help but think that the scholar said it was a crow's mouth, and he actually started doing it.
The kid looked innocent: "Brother, how can I hold grudges? I gave blessings to the scholar. I really like him."
Chu Chen was stunned for a moment, it seemed to make sense.
It depends on whether what the master said is true. If it is really unreliable, sooner or later the little devil will have to be guided to slowly master this magical power.
...
The next day, Chu Chen went on patrol as usual.
As soon as he entered the duty room, he heard the scholar shouting Da Rang:
"The profiteers in the ghost market are so abominable. The piece of black ink that I liked yesterday only cost one thousand jade. If I buy it today, it will cost me two hundred jade."
"What's even more despicable is that all the merchants selling spiritual ink in the ghost market have agreed to negotiate, and all of them have raised their prices. Their attitudes are more arrogant than the others, and they don't give them any chance to counter-offer. It's too much."
"Hahahaha~"
In the class room, everyone burst into laughter.
Chu Chen was moved and asked: "Scholar, what other gains have you gained?"
The scholar looked surprised: "Brother Chu, how do you know that I have other gains? I picked up a leak, and I haven't told anyone about it yet."
Chu Chen, the little devil stared with big eyes at him.
real or fake?
Is the crow's mouth really a blessing?
From now on, won't the little devil's crow's mouth be covered with honey?
It's like that stinky tofu, smelly and fragrant at the same time.