Several months have passed since the Battle of Xiaoqianshan Pill Formation.
Old God Jiang Ming is staying in Hongyang City, quietly polishing his cultivation and magic, and is in no rush to go back.
There are no disturbances like Xiao Qianshan here. Most of the Taoist friends who can stay calmly in a place with thin spiritual energy are also carefree people. There are not so many intrigues and intrigues. The life is extremely free and unrestrained. Everyone talks and communicates in Fuhai Tower every day.
Practicing and gaining insights is quite interesting!
For Jiang Ming, although the ultimate goal of freedom cannot be achieved for the time being, it is still good to have a little freedom for a while...
"The human world is the most fun place..."
After watching the cricket fight for a long time, Jiang Ming finally decided to take action and put a large number of coins on a sturdy cricket. In the blink of an eye, he lost his pants and asked for trouble.
He returned home with his hands behind his back.
Using the dried monster meat, I made a meal of fried bamboo shoots, fried meat and rice. After eating, my mouth was full of oil and my belly was round, and I collapsed in the bamboo chair in the yard and slept all afternoon...
Jiang Mingcai stretched and stood up, taking out the alchemy cauldron.
"Refining another furnace of golden blood elixir to see if it can increase the blood energy!"
While the cauldron fire was heating up, he began to process various medicinal materials...
Jiang Ming has been staying in Hongyang City for nearly a year. Although he fished for three days and dried nets for two days, his physical blood was slowly increasing with the nourishment of dozens or hundreds of kilograms of monster meat every day...
However, as time goes by, this growth rate becomes slower and slower, and there seems to be an invisible barrier ahead, blocking his path to martial arts.
This is a Golden Blood Pill used to heal wounds, and it does have some effect on nourishing blood. However, after taking it for more than a month, this effect has become weaker and almost non-existent.
Half an hour later, a furnace of hot golden blood elixirs came out. Jiang Ming was not afraid of the heat. He grabbed a dozen round red elixirs, stuffed them into his mouth, chewed them a few times and swallowed them.
abdomen……
If other qi-training monks saw this scene, they would definitely yell at this person for being such a prodigal, how could anyone waste the spiritual elixir like this?
Moreover, if you take this kind of elixir casually, your veins and even your pubic area will be broken if you don’t get it right...
For Jiang Ming, there is obviously no need to worry about ruptured tendons, but even if he takes medicine in such a wild way, the blood in his body will not move at all, just like a few drops of water thrown into a vast ocean, it will not cause anything.
Waves...
"It seems that the second step of establishing the foundation of martial arts is not that easy!"
Jiang Ming sighed, without any surprise on his face.
Since a few days ago, this Golden Blood Pill has been unable to have any effect. He originally wanted to take it for a while to see if it would cause energy changes and qualitative changes. But now it seems...he is completely wasting things.
It's better to stop the loss in time, it's not such a waste if you have spiritual stones!
"Looks like I have to find another way..."
There are two steps to build the foundation of martial arts. In the first step, he has already met the conditions for martial arts to connect with the gods. The second step is to continuously temper the blood and energy, transform the blood and energy, re-integrate with the physical body, and give birth to new blood and energy.
Completely reborn...stepping into a new world...
"According to the various records I read, it is impossible to break through this step with hard training alone. It needs to be supplemented with various spiritual materials and magical medicines to improve blood energy, so that there is some hope..."
Now it seems that it is indeed the case. Whether it is monster meat or golden blood elixir, it is estimated that it has nothing to do with spiritual materials and wonderful medicines.
Jiang Ming's eyes flashed. A small place like Hongyang City probably didn't have the magical medicine he needed...
According to the news heard in the past few months, the chaos in Xiaoqianshan has completely subsided and is back on track. Maybe it's time to go back.
It is happy to lie down, but people always have various desires. Even Jiang Ming wants to see higher mountains and taste more delicious monster meat. Where can there be perfection in this world?
He's lying flat.
If he spends his whole life hanging around in this mortal world, he might as well dig a hole and bury himself to sleep...
"Stay another two months and go back before we can break through, and catch more prey by the way.
You can eat it slowly when you go back!"
Things on Xiaoqian Mountain are horribly expensive, and monster meat is even more outrageous... Why not take this opportunity to stock up on some, maybe you can earn some spiritual stones by selling it.
After refining two more furnaces of elixirs, night gradually fell... Jiang Mingcai carried the elixirs and rode the bird talisman to fly to Fuhai Tower. He was used to the slow life here, and Jiang Ming even used his flying sword less.
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Fu Hai Building.
"Hey, Brother Jiang just made it? Give me three Qi Restoration Pills..."
"I'll have a bottle!"
A group of casual cultivators came together, and the situation was a bit lively. After all, an alchemist is extremely popular everywhere.
"Don't grab it, don't grab it. There are only two bottles in total. I was unlucky today and I wasted four or five furnaces... There will be even less in the future. I have ruined all the elixirs..."
Jiang Ming quickly shouted, although he still has a lot of elixirs in his pocket and the rate of elixirs is getting higher and higher, but no matter where he is, keeping a low profile is the first rule.
"You can bring out the secrets of cultivating immortals, miscellaneous books and ancient books...even strange stones and ancient objects that you don't know. The things I like can be used to deduct spiritual stones..." Jiang Ming shouted immediately, telling the newcomer San
Cultivators.
Occasionally refining some elixirs and selling them, but he can't earn a few spiritual stones... Jiang Ming's purpose is not here, but to collect all kinds of strange things.
Although most of them may be garbage, Jiang Ming's life is so long that even if there is only one in 10,000 chance of picking something up, he can still pick up a lot of good things after thousands of years...
This is also the fun that belongs only to the immortals.
Of course, Jiang Ming hasn't come across anything interesting until now. At most, there are just some miscellaneous books that he can read to gain some knowledge and pass the time...
However, in the eyes of other casual cultivators, Master Jiang is a junior alchemist with no hope of cultivating immortality. He is obsessed with eating, drinking and having fun all day long. He collects all kinds of weird things just to have fun for himself.
All of this can be attributed to the rumors Jiang Ming made in Lingzhi Hall back then... Now he, an alchemist who is a loser in cultivating immortals, is somewhat famous in Xiaoqianshan.
"Huh? A thousand-year-old miscellaneous book, can you exchange it for a Qi Restoration Pill..." Jiang Ming took an ancient book, flipped through a few pages, and said with a smile.
"Change, why don't you change it? Why keep this book? It's too hard to wipe your butt!" The monk on the other side looked happy and said quickly...
"A piece of blood-patterned copper, good quality, two golden blood pills..."
After trading one thing after another, Jiang Ming's two bottles of elixir were soon empty.
The things he got in exchange were in a mess, but Jiang Ming didn't really care. In the future, he planned to learn the four arts of cultivating immortals. Many things would be useful after all, so it wasn't a loss.
It doesn’t matter even if you lose money…
"Come on, come on, are you done... What kind of elixir can you take? It's bitter. Come and try my newly developed spiritual wine!" Next to him, a white-haired old man with rosacea slapped the table and shouted, "It's a mess."
His hair was swaying wildly, causing a burst of laughter.
Jiang Ming's eyes lit up, and he rushed over unceremoniously. He asked for a small glass of spirit wine with a smile, and sipped it with great pleasure, with a look of enjoyment on his face.
This old man's name is Li Yuankang. He is a ninth-level master of Qi training in Xiaoqianshan Danhuo Hall. He has lived for more than 150 years and has yet to break through to foundation building. He is probably out of luck in this life, and his level of alchemy is average...
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However, Li Yuankang has a unique skill in brewing wine, which is the best in Xiaoqianshan. I heard that even the ancestor of Jiedan was full of praise after drinking it. He managed to survive after the Danhuotang rebellion and was so frightened that he fled to Hongyang.
The city was a real treat for casual cultivators like them.
"Xiao Jiang, those few wine-making techniques you mentioned are really useful... I added some berries and changed the processing method. The brewed wine is really different..." Li Yuankang looked at Jiang Ming and smiled.
He praised him and poured him another glass.
"In the mortal world, I learned something from my neighbors...it's nothing compared to you!" Jiang Ming said quickly.
Back in Ping'an Town, Lao Jiangtou had learned some of Lao Jiangtou's brewing techniques. Although mortals were not as powerful as immortal cultivators, some of their skills were no worse than those of these immortal cultivators who flew into the sky and escaped from the earth.
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Jiang Ming slowly drank the spiritual wine. The pure spiritual energy contained in the wine slowly seeped into his limbs and bones. Although there was no immediate effect, if taken for a long time, it would still have a considerable effect on practice...
"But this is Lao Li's skill of putting his head first and the bottom of the box, so don't rush it!"
Jiang Ming's eyes were leisurely and open-minded. It would be great if he could get this technology. If he couldn't get it, he wouldn't bother to force it...
"By the way, there will be a small trade fair in Baichuan City in the next few days. Xiaojiang can go and take a look when he has time. There should be a lot of strange and weird things there, and maybe there will be prescriptions and so on. If you can find one, you can also
Not a small gain..." After three drinks, Li Yuankang suddenly remembered something and said with a smile.
"Trade fair?" Jiang Ming frowned. Baichuan City was not far from here, but he didn't know much about it.
Li Yuankang smiled and said: "Don't worry, the trade fair held in this mundane city is all organized by some minor cultivators in the early and middle stages of Qi training... If I hadn't wanted to search for any wine recipes that I was interested in, I wouldn't have done it at all.
Too lazy to go..."
Jiang Ming was stunned for a moment, and then he laughed dumbly, realizing that he had been too cautious.
The world of cultivating immortals is dangerous and unpredictable, but this kind of mortal city is obviously not a real world of cultivating immortals. The spiritual energy is so thin that it is almost non-existent. Who among the real cultivators has the time to come to such a place to cause trouble...
"Then I'll go take a look when I have time and expand my grocery store..." Jiang Ming joked.
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Five days later.
A huge wine gourd, mottled all over and covered with traces of time, passed across the sky like a purple bolt.
On top of the wine gourd, six or seven figures were sitting, including Jiang Ming.
As soon as the news of the trade fair spread, many idle and bored casual cultivators were also moved, so Li Yuankang took a few familiar Taoist friends there with him.
Jiang Ming naturally followed the trend... To participate in this kind of trade fair, being a mysterious casual cultivator may not mean keeping a low profile. The safest way is to blend into the crowd and become an inconspicuous follower.
Less than half a day after leaving Hongyang City, a city slightly larger than Hongyang City appeared on the horizon...
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