Beginning to win the big elder

Chapter 807 Going to the Market

Two months passed in the blink of an eye, people I knew and people I didn't know all formed alchemy.

Most of the disciples, Dan Cheng, were top-notch, and the worst was top-notch, and none of them were worse than this. Congratulations to Shaojun's congratulatory gift made Dundun envious, and became a little nagging at home.

Dundun was surprised to find that the big brother is similar to the old man, is there something wrong with Feng Shui?It’s also the same axis, such a house, living in a secluded place and not even going out, knowing that alchemy and alchemy are alchemy and alchemy. Most of the spiritual materials in the old man’s warehouse have gone, and more than half of the spiritual grass and spiritual flowers cultivated in the cave have been picked. Into the elixir.

Chen Xinghe felt a sense of accomplishment looking at the elixirs he worked so hard to refine. How could [-] golden elixirs mid-stage elixirs beat him?Day and night refining alchemy, he insisted on getting ten to sixty thousand.

Of course, conventional pills can be refined in batches, and it would be great if more than a hundred pills could be produced in one batch for those pills that were truly panacea.

Even so, more than [-] such pills have been accumulated, greatly enriching the inventory.

The time has come, just yesterday, the sword spirit broke the storage ring restriction, and obtained the belongings of the Nascent Soul who blocked the way.

I had high expectations before, and I can't say I was completely disappointed when I saw the result, but I also despised it a little.

This Nascent Soul was from Chihuangtian, and he expected to have some stock in his pocket, but he was so poor that he couldn't even find a single ingot.

Small change is enough to exchange for an ingot, but Chen Xinghe wants to spend money now, so he can't save it.

To say that the most valuable possession in the storage ring is a black bell.

This is one of the two instrument bells. Xu Tianjing identified it as a standard type of magic weapon sold by the Jintian Sect 2000 years ago. It is rarely seen now, but one is missing, and its value is greatly reduced.

If some are sold well, Chen Xinghe packed his bags and prepared to go to the famous market of Qingtian Sect today.

Daji is held every six months, just in time for Fairy Yulan's puja, which happens once every ten years, so it is more lively than usual.

Dundun naturally yelled to go, and he also brought his friends.

Chen Xinghe nodded with a smile, children like to be lively, this is their nature!It will be no problem to set up anchors on them and protect them comprehensively.

In this way, a big one brought a bunch of small ones, and borrowed the flying dustpan from the village to go to the market.

After they left, the teapot lid of the deputy hall master's house suddenly appeared, gritted his molars and said to the monk beside him: "Among the new disciples, this Chen Xinghe has not formed a pill, this kid must be hiding demons, you guys Move swiftly and kill him! Then settle the bill with me."

"Quack quack, the offending son is that this kid doesn't have eyes. But next year's quota..."

"It's easy to say, there are people behind me who support me, and the quota is easy to get. It's really nothing. The key is for you to succeed, and you can't have contact with me."

"Yes, don't worry, my lord. This Chen Xinghe is indeed difficult to deal with. We have already learned about it from all aspects. If we pay ten Jindan stage dead men, we will not believe that we will not be able to catch him."

"Very good, let's go! Waiting for your good news."

The teapot cover relieved the hatred in his heart, if he didn't want to get involved in this matter, he really wanted to ask for the boy's head.

Chen Xinghe was flying with a huge dustpan, when he suddenly looked back, his eyes showed a cold and stern look, and said to himself: "The teapot lid really doesn't want to live anymore, as long as there is a clear killing intent in my heart, I can feel it no matter how far away it is." .”

He shook his head and continued to move forward. The speed increased with a "bang", and the ground turned into a fleeting image rushing towards the rear, causing a group of little guys to shout and enjoy themselves.

In a short time, 27 sword shadows appeared around the dustpan, one sword shadow collided with another sword shadow, colliding continuously during the extremely fast flight.

Suddenly, the sword shadow bent to a certain arc and shot forward, and then a silver thread appeared, pulling the dustpan to catch up with the sword shadow, and the speed was extremely fast.

Chen Xinghe hadn't spent these two months in vain. He carefully recalled the moment when Han Zhongshu waved his sleeves and led his disciples away. According to his own ability, his speed has improved again.

Some little guys were too frightened to stick their heads out, but Dundun and a little boy were very courageous, still talking and laughing, this is the difference!
Every time he sees these little guys now, Chen Xinghe will think of the way Qingtianzong treats these new disciples, and finds that they are similar with minor differences.

So in the eyes of those teachers, the newly promoted disciples are just a bunch of hairy kids, it's okay to be mischievous, but don't let your popularity rise to heaven.

If he wanted to understand the joints, Chen Xinghe knew where the bottom line was.

It's okay to go to the house to expose the tiles, but at most you will get a fat beating!Don't set the house on fire, there will be a price to pay.

It's okay to cut the kid next door, but not to death!In that way, adults will think you are a wolf cub, and you are not familiar with it, and they may leave you far away.

It's okay to complain, don't mention running away from home, it will prevent you from doing stupid things, especially during sensitive periods.

Chen Xinghe drew the rules for these little guys, and basically knew where the rules of these new disciples were. There was a smile on his face, and he felt much more transparent.

"Brother Xinghe, when will you be there?" Dundun was impatient, and after getting used to moving like this, he looked forward to rushing to the market immediately.

Chen Xinghe counted with his fingers, and said with a smile: "The time will come soon, and if you are idle, you will be idle. I will teach you how to identify pills, and you must learn it well, because your pocket money is these pills, so don't ask for more. Sell ​​it for a few dollars, at least you can't be fooled into selling it cheaply."

"Ah? There is pocket money." Now everyone was excited, and looked at Chen Xinghe eagerly.

There are a lot of pills, Chen Xinghe is sure to do a big deal, and these small errands go through the streets and alleys, maybe he can find a big buyer.

At the beginning of the teaching, the identification of the elixir came second, which mainly involved a lot of publicity and bragging.

Chen Xinghe would definitely not take the initiative to come to the door. As the old saying goes, going to court is not a business, and you can ask for a good price when someone finds you.

In this way, while galloping on the road, teaching at the same time, Chi Huangtian's aura is too strong, Chen Xinghe opened his body without worrying about running out of strength.

This can hurt a lot of dead soldiers.

At the beginning, they stuck behind and thought it was just mediocre.

When the opponent speeds up, he immediately increases his efforts to follow them. After those sword shadows appear, they are basically unstoppable, even if they are golden core monks, they are beyond the reach.

Chen Xinghe said it would be an hour, but in fact it would be half an hour.

After decelerating for a quarter of an hour, the big dustpan just stopped on the cliff leading to Qingmutang's own house.

There are many outer doors under the Thirteen Halls, and there are barriers between classes. In order to highlight their superiority, they will never be shabby.

To the inside, Qingmu Hall may be a mountain village, but to the outside, it is a colossus armed to the teeth, not to mention graceful and luxurious, but also a model of inscrutability. Layers of barriers are erected to extend the distance, so that monks from the outside sect can only look up.

"Welcome young master!" Someone rushed over to receive him.

On Chen Xinghe's forehead was revealed the wreath pattern, which is the mark of core disciples.

In the eyes of the servants, even if the other party is not Shaojun, as long as the Yingluo pattern appears, it is correct to call him this way.

(End of this chapter)