Earning money can not only help Sister Chen reduce her burden, but also allow herself to buy more precious traditional Chinese medicines, such as century-old ginseng, which is already considered a quasi-elixir-level medicinal material. If she can get a thousand-year-old ginseng, it will be of great benefit to herself.
In terms of cultivation, it is like fish in water.
Whoosh...
Guo Yi immediately stood up.
Alchemy.
Although it is not Guo Yi's strong point, it is not a difficult task for an immortal cultivator in the Qi Transformation Realm. Guo Yi can easily refine some elixirs to soothe his energy, nourish his mind, and save lives and injuries.
However, it is not easy to refine the elixir.
If you want to make an elixir, you must need some herbs to make it into an elixir. Otherwise, even a clever woman cannot make a meal without straw.
Without money, there is no way to buy medicinal materials.
Chen Anqi's room.
"Sister Chen." Guo Yi knocked on the door of Chen Anqi's room.
"Xiaoyi, you..." Chen Anqi looked at Guo Yi and asked with a smile: "What's wrong? Can't sleep?"
"I think..." Guo Yi looked slightly embarrassed.
Although you are a cultivator of immortality, wouldn't it make people laugh if word spread about asking for money from a mortal? However, Sister Chen is the most important person in Guo Yi's life, so for Sister Chen, Guo Yi
You can put down your dignity. Moreover, isn’t it to support her by making money? Is it to give her a stable home?
Chen Anqi was very smart, and she immediately understood what Guo Yi meant.
"Do you want some money?" Chen Anqi smiled and said: "I heard from Hou San a few days ago that you guys are going to have a class reunion the day after tomorrow. When you come back, you should also connect with your classmates. I'll give it to you.
With some money, you can buy a decent set of clothes and go to a class reunion without losing face."
"Hou San?" Guo Yi looked confused.
Before Guo Yi could think of this person, a complicated look flashed in Chen Anqi's eyes: "No... nothing!"
After saying that, she hurriedly took out a wallet from the closet, emptied it out, and gave all of it to Guo Yi.
An imperceptible touch of emotion flashed in Guo Yi's eyes.
Although Guo Yi was a man of few desires, Chen Anqi's actions really moved Guo Yi.
Taking the money, Guo Yi said seriously: "Sister Chen, give me time, and I will make you prosperous for the rest of your life."
"Xiaoyi, I don't need a prosperous life, I just need you to be safe!" Chen Anqi had a feeling in her heart that Guo Yi's return this time would not be easy. She was very worried about Guo Yi like this. Especially when saving Mr. Tang,
The abilities demonstrated by Guo Yi.
"Definitely!" Guo Yi nodded.
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Night, eight o'clock.
There were a lot of people on the street. Guo Yi found a pharmacy and bought some ginseng, angelica root, deer antler and anoectochil...
There is not much material and the price is extremely expensive.
The more than two thousand yuan that Chen Anqi gave her was gone in the blink of an eye.
Returned home with a large bag of medicinal materials.
Lock the door tightly and don't care about worldly affairs.
A palm-sized copper tripod was placed on the table, and Guo Yi decided to refine some Soul-Reviving Pills and Qingxin Pills.
The Soul-Reviving Pill is suitable for people who have lost their souls. It has the effect of calming the mind and soul, which is much stronger than some so-called Western medicines. As for the Qingxin Pill, it is suitable for people with impetuous blood and cardiovascular diseases, even hemiplegia and stroke.
, it can be used by people with cerebral infarction, and the medicine will definitely cure the disease.
Of course, the quality of the elixir depends on the strength of the alchemist.
The medicinal materials were divided into two and poured into the cauldron.
Guo Yi held the bronze tripod in his right hand, and a cloud of white mist appeared on his palm.
It looks like white mist, but in fact, it is the temperature that a flame has when it burns to the extreme. The temperature of this fire is 1,230 degrees, which is a slow fire. The so-called slow fire means that the flame temperature is low and the flame is stable, so
, suitable for alchemy. Once the temperature exceeds 2,000 degrees, it belongs to martial fire. Martial fire is strong, unstable, and below the Qi transformation realm, difficult to control, and prone to backlash.
As the saying goes, use gentle fire to refine elixirs, and strong fire to kill people.
Guo Yi is already at the level of Qi Transformation and can be considered an immortal cultivator who can control martial fire.
Soul-Reviving Pill and Qingxin Pill are low-level pills. However, because the medicinal materials are extremely different, the properties of the refined pills are destined to not be very strong. In order to increase the properties of the pills, Guo Yi had to go to Tongding
A touch of spiritual power is injected into it.
Bo...
"It's done!" Guo Yi smiled.
Turn your hand.
The copper tripod was opened, and inside, lying quietly were three soul-reviving pills, the size of soybeans, overflowing with fragrance, and refreshing.
"Not bad." Guo Yi put the three pills into his arms.
Step by step, three Qingxin Pills were refined again. Six pills were already formed. Guo Yi put them in his arms.
The next day, early in the morning, Guo Yi went to West Street in Jiangnan City.
West Street is the traditional Chinese medicine market in Jiangnan City. There is a mixture of good and bad people here, including serious traditional Chinese medicine masters, crooked doctors walking in the countryside, and charlatans who practice medicine and fraud. When you arrive at West Street, you will see a very large market.
Along both sides of the road, there are many stalls. Those selling medicine, treating people...
Guo Yi found a corner and stopped there instead of imitating others to hawk or put up a sign.
"Hey, boy, what are you doing here?" On the side, an old man setting up a stall looked at Guo Yi. The old man was wearing a pair of round sunglasses and a beard, and he looked funny.
"Sell medicine!" Guo Yi replied calmly.
"Where's the medicine?" The old man shook a folding fan.
"Pocket!" Guo Yi simply sat on the floor, regardless of the contempt of the people around him.
Who is Guo Yi? He is the 87th generation direct disciple of Beiming Zunren. What kind of lofty status is that? Why should he care about the opinions of these ordinary people? If he is willing, these people will be wiped out in a snap of his fingers. It is a pity that he
How can you care about these people? Just like how can a dignified human being care about a few ants on the ground?
The old man was happy: "Are you here to cheat?"
Guo Yi didn't reply, just glanced at him.
This old man was actually here to sell pesticides, and on his stall there were words written: If the cockroaches don't die, I will die; if the mice don't die, I will die.
"Boy, don't look down on my medicine. This is my ancestral medicine!" The old man put away his folding fan and said, "It specializes in killing all kinds of pests, cockroaches, mice, termites, there's nothing I can't handle!"
Just when the old man was bragging.
Crunch…
Suddenly, a black BMW stopped at the West Street intersection at a very fast speed. The front of the car happened to be in front of Guo Yi.
A young woman in a long white dress held a two-year-old child in her arms, crying and crying like a madman: "Master, which master can save my child's life!"
At the entrance of West Street, everyone gathered around.
The young woman cried extremely miserably and heartbroken. The child in her arms had a sallow complexion and his limbs drooped naturally. It seemed that he was about to die.
"Alas..." The old man shook his fan.
"Why are you sighing?" Guo Yi stood up and was about to walk over.
"It's hopeless." The old man shook his head and said: "This woman's name is Ye Xiaoyu. She is the owner of Mingyang Pharmacy. She is worth tens of millions and has opened many pharmacies in Jiangnan City. Some time ago, her son suddenly gave birth.
Doctors at home and abroad are helpless about this strange disease, and I think it may be the end of the world, so try your luck with traditional Chinese medicine."
The woman cried hoarsely.
"Whoever can cure my son will be rewarded heavily." Ye Xiaoyu shouted.
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