In the afternoon, Chen Shifeng used a summons to call his second son back.
Chen Zhiyu looked at his second brother, who was much bloated, and felt a little emotional.
Chen Zhifang looked at his younger brother with mixed feelings in his heart.
As Chen Zhiyu handed over the spiritual peach in his hand, the arrogance and jealousy he had when he was young disappeared. At this time, they were just brothers, nothing more.
It was rare for his sons and daughters to gather together. Chen Shifeng was very happy and started his journey as a chef again.
Chen Zhiyu took advantage of Chen Shifeng's busy work to pour out a lot of the spiritual water in the space and put it in the meals of several people. This was considered a little bit of his kindness.
After the five spiritual peaches were eaten, at Chen Shifeng's request, the five of them buried their leftover peach stones in a corner of the courtyard, looking forward to the day when they would sprout new buds and grow into a peach tree.
In the evening, several people stayed drunk all night. Chen Zhiyu's tense mind relaxed and he told his family many things about the Yunduan Mountains.
However, Chen Zhiyu hid the matter about Wang Xingyun. After all, if one less person knew about it, there would be less risk.
When Chen's father heard that his son had fallen into a trap, he had a look of fear and horror on his face, as if the person in danger was not Chen Zhiyu but him.
As for Chen Zhiyu's brothers and sisters, they were also very excited when they heard about the chicken jelly. When they heard that Chen Zhiyu killed the armored crocodile, the admiration on their faces became more obvious.
In fact, it is not the fault of the three of them. In fact, although Chen Zhifang is older, his cultivation level is low, and his two younger brothers and sisters are younger.
After what happened to Chen Zhiyu when he followed his second uncle in Heishanling, Chen's father naturally had a lot more control over his youngest daughter and son, and would not let them take advantage of any loopholes and slip out.
The wine collected by Chen Shifeng is naturally good wine, but it is not a high-grade spiritual wine. These people are all practitioners, so they have never been drunk.
Chen Shifeng also knew that his son wanted to learn the art of alchemy, and was very happy. He told him to go to the market tomorrow to buy a better alchemy furnace and bring him back, saying that he would also get spiritual stones for him.
Chen Zhiyu was also embarrassed to ask his father for spiritual stones whenever something happened, so he quickly stopped his father's actions and said:
"Father, I have a spiritual stone!"
Chen Shifeng looked at his son with a smile and did not persist.
The next morning, Chen Zhiyu went to the mountain to take his two spiritual beasts with him, and headed to Wukesongfang City to find the pill furnace he needed.
This alchemy furnace is a special magic weapon. The lowest level is the first-level alchemy furnace, which also requires one or two hundred spirit stones.
If Chen Zhiyu wants to buy a suitable one, I'm afraid he will have to give away a lot of the thousands of spiritual stones he just received.
Chen Zhiyu sat on the Thunder Cloud Eagle and clearly felt that the speed of his Thunder Cloud Eagle had increased a lot. As expected, the two of them reached a forest five kilometers outside Fang City in one day.
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Wukesongfang City also does not allow flying with a sword, and riding a demon bird is even more impossible.
Chen Zhiyu jumped off the back of the Thunder Cloud Eagle, and then changed into casual clothes. A flash of light flashed, and the Thunder Cloud Eagle was put into the spirit beast bag.
After half a stick of incense, Chen Zhiyu walked into Wukesongfang City, which was as lively as the last time he came here.
Two main roads divide the entire city into four areas. There are shops on both sides of the road, some high and some low, some luxurious and some simple.
People were coming and going on the streets, and the crowds were surging. From time to time, cultivators walked in and out of various shops, and the scene was very lively.
He has only been to this market a few times, but just these few times he got a very mysterious treasure!
Ever since he found his own glazed golden light tower in the casual cultivator stall area of Fangshi, Chen Zhiyu has particularly enjoyed visiting these stalls.
But before buying the alchemy furnace, Chen Zhiyu had one more thing to do, which was to sell spiritual rice.
You must not go to your own shop, otherwise if you are recognized, you will not be able to explain clearly, and you will not be able to escape even if you jump into the Yellow River.
You must know that this kind of spiritual rice cultivation requires spiritual fields. It cannot be created out of thin air. If it is a spiritual grass or elixir, Chen Zhiyu can still explain it by saying in which mountain range it was dug. This spiritual rice is not what you want to discover.
You can find several hundred kilograms.
If someone discovers the source of these spiritual rice, it will become a big problem, and not only him, but also the Chen family will be in disaster.
So not only can't I go to my own store, I can't even show my true identity when I go to other stores.
Fortunately, he asked his father for a bottle of disguise pill at home in advance, otherwise he might have exposed his flaws today.
This Disguise Pill is a second-level mid-grade elixir that can change a person's appearance, but it has a time limit. One Disguise Pill can only last for two hours, so Chen Zhiyu needs to go faster.
There are not many shops in Wukesongfang City that can purchase two hundred kilograms of second-grade spiritual rice at once.
He had also inquired about Lu's shop, which he had visited twice before, and it seemed to be related to the Lu family in Beiqi County.
The Lu family is very close to the Wang family and can be said to be a subsidiary force of the Wang family.
Although there has been no conflict of interest with the Chen family so far, there is no guarantee that he will assist when the Wang family and the Chen family go to war in the future. Chen Zhiyu naturally does not want to go to this Lu's shop.
Even if Chen Zhiyu wanted to go there, it was unclear whether he could afford it with the little financial resources of the Lu family.
But just because Chen Zhiyu doesn't want to go, it doesn't mean that people won't come to visit him.
In a shop called Lu's Shop in Fang City, a fat man with a wide body opened his eyes and whispered: "Fellow Daoist Chen, you are finally here again!"
A colorful butterfly on his shoulder was flapping its wings, exuding bursts of fragrance, and the spiritual light on its body was also flickering.
Then the man gave instructions to the boy who was waiting next to him. After hearing this, the boy ran out immediately.
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After walking around the streets of Chen Zhiyufang City for nearly four hours, I finally found a suitable store after taking two disguise pills.
He walked into the shop and was immediately greeted by a young man in gray clothes who smiled and said:
"Sir, please come in!"
As he spoke, he also made a gesture of invitation.
Then Chen Zhiyu saw a thin middle-aged man sitting in front of the counter sorting out the account books.
Seeing Chen Zhiyu's arrival, the middle-aged man stopped what he was doing and asked:
"What do you need, my friend?"
"Are you harvesting spiritual grain?"
Chen Zhiyu asked directly, without any beating around the bush.
"Of course I accept it. I also ask fellow Taoist to follow me to the quiet room to discuss it in detail!"
This middle-aged man also made a gesture of invitation, and the smile on his face made people feel like spring breeze.
It's just that the more kind and affectionate this person is, the more serious Chen Zhiyu's wariness becomes.
The most indispensable thing in this world of cultivation is the smiling tiger with a smile on his face, an appearance of talent, but a sinister person behind his back, who kills people and takes treasures.
Chen Zhiyu guessed that even if this middle-aged man was not that kind of person, he was not a good person to get along with.
Chen Zhiyu followed the middle-aged man to the quiet room, and the two sat down one behind the other.
The middle-aged man ordered the boy to bring over two cups of spiritual tea.
Chen Zhiyu took a slight sip and put down the tea.