Chapter 110: After all the hardships, happiness comes, and you receive a big gift
"Uh...how do you say this?"
The monkey-faced man suppressed his guilty conscience with shock. He knew that he was not honest, but he couldn't lose in terms of momentum. Otherwise, he would be convinced that something was wrong in his heart and shouted: "Chen Mou, please speak your conscience and be fair.
I haven't sat down since I sensed you setting fire to exercise on the top of the mountain at noon, and it's only now that my heart has settled down, so how can it be unauthentic?"
Chen Mou chuckled and said: "Brother, you know that I have broken through the ranks and been promoted. It is a matter of course. You don't even prepare a celebration banquet. I have to put at least one jar of the wine I stored in the Green Monkey tribe. It's so deserted."
, can you make sense?"
He was in a happy mood and was talking nonsense.
But he didn't notice the abnormality in the monkey-faced man's words.
Otherwise, with his usual shrewdness, it would be strange if Lao Yuan explained so much and failed, losing the tacit understanding and joking between the two, and not arousing his suspicion.
"Haha, I'm happy today. I'm going to treat you so I won't let you waste half a penny."
Yuan Hou almost wiped away the cold sweat, then regained his normal calmness, reached out and grabbed a jar of wine, wiped off the mud seal, and grabbed a black jar. After a while, a plate of green apricots soaked in water with a strange fragrance was placed on the stone table.
and two bowls of drinks.
"This is a rare delicacy, try it."
Yuan Hou put a green apricot into his mouth and chewed it slowly, half-closing his eyes, seeming to enjoy it.
Chen Mou was so curious that he pinched a green apricot and put it in his mouth. It was almost so sour that he spit it out in one gulp. This thing was either a kimchi from a previous life or an expired old altar kimchi that had been stored for who knows how many years.
It's so sour that it hurts your teeth.
He now seriously doubts Lao Yuan's taste, which is still stuck in the antique era of more than three thousand years ago.
"Don't vomit, savor it slowly."
Yuan Hou stopped him with a smile, not wanting to waste his efforts.
Chen Mou endured the sourness in his mouth and had to use his newly promoted foundation-building cultivation to resist. He felt that acid was boiling all over his head.
After persisting for a while, I swallowed the sour apricot I just took a bite without spitting out the core.
After the sourness reaches the extreme, a sweet and refreshing fragrance emerges from the base of the tongue, making the whole person feel a little bit elated.
Time passed in a daze, and when I woke up, the sky was filled with stars.
"Wake up, how are you? The taste is sour and refreshing, right? This is a jar of apricots that I soaked using the ancient method. I added a lot of matching medicinal materials to it. If it is stored for a few more decades, the taste... will be strong enough.
"
Yuan Hou said with a smile, and he ate all the remaining sour apricots on the plate.
If you are weak, it will not be replenished. Just one taste is enough for the little Taoist priest.
Chen Mou felt the Yuan Power slowly growing in his body. He was following the masters and growing up by eating and drinking. It was great.
But most people can't stand it and will die of soreness.
He picked up the wine bowl, gave a toast to the other person, then took a sip, and then got down to business and asked for advice: "Brother, are the fire marks on my forehead an achievement of practicing the 'Liu Li Wu Sui Body Training Technique'?"
His breakthrough to build the foundation this time was not as easy as he said on the surface.
Life and death were on the line, and he was the only one who knew the dangerous situation after setting himself on fire and lighting up the air sea. Looking back now, it was all a cold sweat and a fluke.
When he was awake, he couldn't move. The jade jade left his hand and flew away from his eyes. He was in the mist of colorful fire swirling like a millstone. He felt that his soul was about to be ignited by the blazing invisible flames.
He also didn't know why just forging the body and building the foundation would cause the "Heart Tribulation" ordeal recorded in the classics.
At the critical moment, he could not sit still and wait for death. He had an idea and treated the dead horse as a living horse doctor, silently reciting the "Qing Jing Sutra" in his heart.
Fortunately, in such painful chaos, I entered a rare "pure state".
So it’s good to know more, but I don’t know when I’ll use it.
He ignored everything and couldn't even feel the pain. He was immersed in it and kept chanting the scriptures, which actually allowed him to survive the pain of forging the gods in the colorful fire mist.
Reciting sutras and entering the realm can increase blessings, reduce disasters, relieve misfortune, and help the Taoist power.
If he had God's help, he would have completed the foundation building in the four aspects of state of mind, cultivation, body, and soul one by one in the Tao realm.
Miraculously, there was no damage to any part of his body. He woke up at that time and fumbled around several times in disbelief to make sure that no important parts were missing.
"It has nothing to do with the 'Forming Technique'. The fire pattern on your forehead, if I read it correctly, is the 'Original Fire Pattern' given to you after you withstood the eight-door fire formation's seven-color fire mist forging soul and recognized it. I will tell you later."
My God, you can make the fire pattern invisible. From now on, your ability to absorb fire elements and cast spells will reach a big level. Congratulations."
Yuan Hou helped to clear up the confusion, but he hid something and didn't say much.
With the perfect foundation and the condensed natal fire pattern, the little Taoist priest is indeed the candidate chosen by the old man Qingtong. With two brushes, he was just worried.
The wine bowls were touched again, and they each took a sip.
Chen Mou touched his forehead, which showed no strange flying and moving fire patterns, and said with a smile: "Finally, the pain is not in vain. I'm going to try the fire technique."
Full of energy, he stood up and eagerly prepared to return to the top of the mountain.
"Don't leave in a hurry. I'll give you a gift. To prevent you from complaining about me being stingy, I'll treat you to a green apricot."
Yuan Hou smiled and reached out to grab it. He took out a dark red five-legged fire cauldron about six feet high from somewhere.
Send, "After you build the foundation, you can use the Fire Cauldron to assist in forging magic weapons. I asked the Green Monkey Tribe to go out and buy them in advance. Are you satisfied?"
"Satisfied, very satisfied, haha, thank you very much."
Chen Mou grinned, Lao Yuan was so interesting, this gift was delivered to his heart.
Holding the heavy fire cauldron weighing a thousand kilograms with both hands, even if he has advanced to the level of foundation building, he cannot use his spiritual consciousness to send such a big guy to the cave halfway up the mountain through the jade biscuit. It is too heavy and he is unable to handle it.
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He carried the fire cauldron back to the island's courtyard, placed it in a side room, and then ran back to drink and talk with Lao Yuan.
There are alchemy furnaces and forged cauldrons for sale in Danyangfang. Even the lowest-level magic weapon, the cauldron, has a starting price of 10,000 spirit stones.
The fire tripod given to him by Marquis Yuan was of extraordinary quality, and according to his estimate, it cost upwards of thirty thousand.
"Back then, I also collected several books on smelting materials, forging magic weapons and magic weapons. If you think they are useful, feel free to take them. Forging weapons is also practicing martial arts. After establishing the foundation, and with enough time, cultivation and cultivation can go hand in hand and complement each other.
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Marquis Yuan took out two more jade slips, one white and one black.
Chen Mou took the jade slips, and Lao Yuan gave him a complete set of gifts. He smiled so much that he thanked him repeatedly.
When he encountered problems in smelting materials and forging magic weapons, he could also ask Lao Yuan, who claimed to know a little bit about everything, for advice. He smiled and said: "Lao Yuan, can you ask the Green Monkey tribe to help me use monkey wine in exchange for
Some training materials?”
"You can discuss such trivial matters with Mr. Shishan. My old man is very busy every day."
Yuan Hou was busy drinking and waved his hands.
More than three thousand years have passed, how can he still understand the current material market?
Simply push it to the old monkey of the Green Monkey tribe and let Chen Mou deal with it directly. The two parties can negotiate prices, do business, slowly establish a cooperative relationship, and the friendship will be established. He is thinking about it for the Green Monkey tribe.
Chen Mou also had this intention. In the past, his cultivation was too weak and his spirit was not enough. He had not yet walked out of the graveyard slope.
After he has built a solid foundation, he will go out and use the demon language he has learned to deal with the monkey tribes in the three hundred miles of territory. He can no longer trouble Yuan Hou with trivial matters.
If the Monster Monkey Tribe lacks something, he might be able to get it from Danyangfang.
Things are rare and valuable, and the business of reselling them on both sides makes money.
There is also a monster whose roar is very shocking and has not roared for a long time. I also want to see it.
"Okay, you can introduce it to me later. Let's go first. I'll go and refine the fire cauldron."
Chen Mou couldn't sit still anymore, so he gave an explanation and ran to the yard.
While Yuan Hou was drinking, he muttered: "It's so lucky that he actually condensed the 'natal fire mark'. How did he survive? It's amazing, it's amazing."
If he couldn't understand it, he would not try to explain it.