Smashing pots and selling iron to cultivate immortals

Chapter 109 Rosha Court

Misty Sect, Artifact Refining Peak

"what--"

Gu Linyuan, who was taking a medicine bath at the moment, was sitting in the tub, clenched his teeth, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, he was making talismans with his hands, and was working hard on the exercises.

Watching Jun Guling buy a lot of spiritual herbs in Xianbao Pavilion today, he felt that something was wrong.

really--
As soon as he returned to the sect, he was put into the bathtub to wash his marrow and cut his tendons.

Gu Linyuan:
Sure enough, this woman cannot be made rich——
He could still endure the spirit herbs before, but this time the spirit herbs were more effective than before, and his whole body was about to burst.

There was the sound of Jun Guling's clinking irons in his ears again, and Gu Linyuan's teeth itched with hatred.

At this moment, a small snake sneaked in, and after crawling to the bathtub, it turned into Lu Ying's appearance.

"Master, are you alright?"

"Okay? Okay, ruthless, are you blind?"

Gu Linyuan gritted his teeth, but Lu Ying immediately swallowed, and said with a dry smile: "Young Master, calm down, calm down—"

He said so on the lips, but there was a sigh in his heart.

"Why are you angry at me? Didn't you ask for the medicated bath?"

And Gu Linyuan seemed to know what he was thinking, his eyes narrowed, Lu Ying felt a chill down his back, and immediately said flatteringly: "Young Master, Young Master, I have some clues about what you asked me to investigate—" —”

Gu Linyuan restrained his breath, closed his eyes and said coldly: "Say—"

"Yes, it was the troll venerable from Luosha Pavilion who fought in the Forbidden City three days ago. The specific reason is unknown—"

After Lu Ying finished speaking, Gu Linyuan's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes with purple light in his eyes, "Luo Sha Pavilion? Are there any changes in other pavilions?"

"I heard that a few days ago, the master of the Youming Pavilion, Nan Fuheng, had a relapse of his old injury and retreated again."

Gu Linyuan's eyes dimmed slightly, "That sick man? I've never seen him recover from his injuries."

Speaking of this, he suddenly frowned, "Young Master, I remember, his injury also came from the siege of the Medicine God Valley thousands of years ago, right?"

When Lu Ying heard the words, she immediately said, "I heard it's—"

"It is said that?"

"Ah, that, Young Master, Nan Fuheng who was thousands of years ago is just a little monk who has not stepped into the realm of venerable—"

"Fuck off, don't make excuses here, why don't you check it out with me? Anything related to Medicine God Valley, no matter how big or small, I'll check it out with Shaojun carefully—"

Lu Ying said timidly: "Yes—"

"Also, a Demon Cultivator of the Venerable Realm appeared in the fairy spirit, let the old devil find out for me, who has crossed over to the spirit world, don't just think about drinking and sleeping with women every day-- —”

"Yes, yes, little one, let's go—"

Lu Ying hurriedly turned into a little green snake, but with a completely different head from the snake, the two sides protruded, and the skin has not yet broken out. It looks a bit like a real dragon, and it is a little cute.

As a result, as soon as he walked to the window, he heard Gu Linyuan's cool voice, "I'm going to find out what's going on with the Immortal Treasure Pavilion recently? There's also the origin of the Soul Cultivation Pill."

When Lu Ying heard the soul-raising pill, she was stunned for a moment, and then she looked greedily, "Young Master, where is the soul-raising pill?"

Gu Linyuan glanced at him, and said indifferently, "Get lost—"

Lu Ying trembled in fright and ran away.

"If you don't tell me, don't tell me, what are you doing to scare the dragon?"

"However, even if Young Master doesn't tell me, I still have a way to know—"

Soon Lu Ying ran towards Fangshi in a whizzing manner. Of course, in the huge Misty Sect, no one would care about a small snake.

And Jun Guling, who was working hard to forge iron, naturally didn't know even more.

jingle-
With the rhythmic and rhythmic sound of iron striking, it fell again and again.

Jun Guling is now more and more handy.

When the hammer fell, sparks flew everywhere. Although it looked like a hammer, one could perceive it with the soul, and one could see that it was layers of light waves like waves.

If you look closely, you will find that the black iron ore impurities are constantly being squeezed out.

"Huh——, finally, three layers can be superimposed."

Jun Guling put away the big hammer, picked up the hammered iron ingot with big pliers, and then put it directly in the water.

puff-
White smoke rose from the water.

And at this moment, Gu Linyuan had also finished taking the medicinal bath, and was leaning weakly on the door frame.

"You're addicted to blacksmithing, aren't you?"

Thinking of Jun Guling replacing the finished iron ingots with spirit stones, and using spirit stones to buy a bunch of herbs for him to soak in medicinal baths, he felt icy cold all over his body, wishing to tear down the refining room up.

And Jun Guling took out the iron ingot and put it away, then cast a glance at him, "What? Do you have an opinion?"

"I--"

call---
Seeing him like this, Jun Guling couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, put the tongs away, and washed his hands again——
"Hey, you have a wound on your hand, you can't—"

"You can't get wet, can you?"

After finishing speaking, Jun Guling raised both hands with a smile on his face and shook them in front of his eyes.

"This fairy is not stupid. Since I want to forge iron, how can I not protect it? The wound medicine has already been prepared. Moreover, my spiritual power has also increased now, so it is no longer a problem to protect my hands."

Yes--
Jun Guling was now able to condense more spiritual power to protect his hands.

Now she has also found a better method and rhythm.

Blacksmithing consumes a lot of soul and spiritual power, but every time it is exhausted is a big improvement.

So, now, she has to stop and practice a Great Zhou for every ten pieces of black iron ore she mines. This way, her spiritual power increases very quickly, but it consumes her soul.

Because she didn't have the elixir to replenish the soul, if she had this elixir, and if the spirit stone was enough to cultivate, her cultivation would definitely improve by leaps and bounds.

Although it was not as good as Gu Linyuan, a pervert, his cultivation speed was comparable to that of ordinary people.

This is already very remarkable, after all, she is a waste material with five spiritual roots, and she can have such a cultivation speed, that is definitely an existence against the sky.

But this is not the case in Gu Linyuan's eyes.

Looking at her pale face, even her lips were white, she couldn't help frowning and blamed:

"Your soul has been injured and hasn't healed yet, if this continues, it will only wear out even more——"

Jun Guling helplessly spread his hands: "Then what can I do, I'm too poor now, I can't afford—"

Before he could finish speaking, Gu Linyuan threw a storage bag at her directly.

Jun Guling instinctively took it with both hands, "What is this???"

After looking at Gu Linyuan in surprise, he opened a small slit curiously, and then opened his mouth wide in surprise, "You, where did you get the Yunshen grass??? There are so many??? You——"

At this moment, Jun Guling's eyes were flooded, and Gu Linyuan's image instantly grew taller in her eyes.

Yunshen Grass——
Moreover, the plants are all more than a hundred years old, how many spirit stones do they have to sell?
With it, what else can I do?
direct--
However, before she could think about it, Gu Linyuan smiled coldly as if he had seen through her thoughts.

"Don't sell—"

"I--"

"Don't say that I take advantage of you, this is your compensation, but you can use it for yourself, sell it, but you can't—"

Jun Guling:
"Hey, can you be reasonable? Since you gave it to me, it belongs to me. I can do whatever I want with it—"

"Hey, what are you doing taking it back? Is there anyone like you? Give it back to me, give it back to me, and—"

"Okay, okay, listen to you, listen to you—"

(End of this chapter)