I can strengthen

Chapter 332
"Miss Mo."

Luo Yan walked across to the woman, pulled out the chair and sat down, looking at the woman in front of her.

The woman looked to be in her twenties.

Fair skin, delicate face.

Because she was wearing a black hollow dress, which outlined a Miaoman figure, she looked quite feminine.

"You want to buy Ruiyu Pavilion?"

Mo Yurong looked at Luo Yan, and said calmly: "How many spirit crystals do you produce?"

Luo Yan said bluntly: "I will give you a hundred spirit crystals."

The shops in Houtu City are actually worthless.

The most valuable thing is the shop contract, which needs to be handled at the Houtu Sect. In addition to the relationship, you also need to pay a large amount of offering money.

Only with a shop contract can a shop be opened in Houtu City.

Luo Yan asked about it.

The selling price of other shops on this street, together with the contract, fluctuated around one hundred spirit crystals.

Mo Yurong nodded, and said, "The price is very reasonable. The store will sell you at this price. But after the store is sold to you, I will pay [-]% of the profit."

She stretched out five fingers and said as a matter of course.

"What does Fellow Daoist mean?" Luo Yan frowned slightly.

The shops are all sold, and you still want to make a profit?

"What I mean is very simple. Give me [-]% of the profit of the store, and I can guarantee that there will be no trouble for Xiaoxiao to find Ruiyu Pavilion, and no monks from the Thick Earth Sect will come to be friends."

Speaking of this, Mo Yurong smiled indifferently, and said: "Let me explain the words to fellow Taoists. The shops in Houtu City cannot be opened without a backing. And it just so happens that my grandfather Mo Tianwen is a The elders of the Tuzong are enough to serve as a backer for fellow Taoists."

"I see."

Luo Yan knew it in his heart, and after pondering for a while, he calmly said: "It's my honor that Senior Mo is willing to be my backer. But [-]% is too much, and I can only give [-]% of the profit to fellow daoists at most."

All he wants now is peace.

If you pay [-]% of the profit, it will be worth it if you can find a backer.

"Forty percent." Mo Yurong said.

"No. In this way, I will give fellow Taoist [-]% of the profit, and you will also need to lend me some utensils in the fire room of Your Excellency Ruiyu." Luo Yan tapped the table and said in a deep thought.

"Forty percent, I can lend you all the utensils in the underground fire room temporarily." Mo Yurong looked at Luo Yan and said calmly: "The alchemy furnace and equipment furnace below are all high-grade magic weapons, plus Other artifacts are worth at least a thousand spirit crystals! I want [-]% of the profit, which is already very little."

"It's just a temporary loan, not a gift to me..."

Luo Yan did not back down and negotiated the price with Mo Yurong.

After some haggling, the two finally agreed to give Mo Yurong [-]% of the store's profits, and Mo Yurong would temporarily give all the utensils in the underground fire room to Luo Yan, and be responsible for acting as the backer of Ruiyu Pavilion by the way.

In the future, whenever Ruiyu Pavilion encounters any trouble, Mo Yurong and Mo Tianwen behind him will take action to solve the trouble.

Draw up a contract and deliver the spirit crystal.

Soon, the two completed the deal.

Mo Yurong stuffed the contract into her bosom, looked at Luo Yan, hesitated to speak: "Do you know why I sold this Ruiyu Pavilion?"

"Competitive pressure?" Luo Yan asked.

"Yes." Mo Yurong nodded and reminded: "The best-selling goods in Houtu City are pills, followed by talismans. And there are only a limited number of logistics monks above the third rank in the city, and they are basically covered by other shops..."

"Without reliable logistical monks, it may be quite difficult for you to obtain good-quality pills and talismans."

The reason she transferred Ruiyu Pavilion was because she didn't have any reliable logistical monks under her command.

This also led to Ruiyu Pavilion not being out of stock.

That is, the quality of the goods is uneven, and people dislike it.

"Thank you for reminding me, fellow daoist, but I happen to know a fourth-order logistics monk, so I bought this Ruiyu Pavilion." Luo Yan laughed.

The level of a logistics monk is equal to the highest level of cultivation skills.

Mu Xiaoyi is a fifth-level puppet master, so he is naturally a fifth-level logistics monk.

However, the fifth-level logistics monk is too shocking to be placed in this thick earth city, so Luo Yan said that it is only the fourth level.

in fact.

Whether it is refining puppets or refining alchemy symbols, Mu Xiaoyi's speed is far beyond ordinary people, enough for one person to be used by five people.

"It turns out that this is the confidence of fellow daoists."

There was a hint of understanding in Mo Yurong's eyes, but he didn't continue to ask. He got up and said goodbye to Luo Yan: "I'm leaving first, and I will come to fetch the spirit stone every three months from now on."

"I'll give it to fellow daoists."

Luo Yan sent Mo Yurong to the door, and suddenly said: "What if Ruiyu Pavilion is in trouble?"

Mo Yurong said: "Fellow Daoist, you can contact me with the message talisman, and I will solve all troubles."

Luo Yan asked in a joking tone: "What if fellow Daoists can't get it right?"

Mo Yurong glanced at Luo Yan, and smiled confidently: "In this Houtu City, I don't have the trouble of being unfair to me, Mo Yurong."

Luo Yan felt relieved, and said with a smile: "With the words of fellow daoist, Luo can feel relieved."

Mo Yurong nodded, turned and left.

Luo Yan looked at Mo Yurong's back, thinking secretly.

This Houtu City is located under the Qixia Mountains.

The Qixia Mountains are rich in resources, which leads to the low price of raw materials for pills and talismans.

He only needs to purchase raw materials, and then refine them into finished pills and talismans, and he can earn more than [-]% of the profit.

Other shops will also be distributed to logistics monks, and the profit is estimated to be around [-]%.

But he doesn't want to.

So his profit is more than [-]%!

"Mu Xiaoyi is the fourth rank, and I share half the profits with me. Mo Yurong... will give him [-]% of the half I took. As for Mu Xiaoyi's half, I will keep it temporarily."

After making up his mind, Luo Yan was satisfied.

Next.

He moved the Dongfu to the yard behind Ruiyu Pavilion, and started his shop career.

There is Mu Xiaoyi, a fifth-level logistics monk, sitting in charge.

Ruiyu Pavilion soon got on the right track, and its business was booming.

The profits are huge, and in the first year alone, it brought Luo Yan a profit of five hundred spirit crystals.

Three years later.

The third floor of the Star Tower.

Luo Yan's body slowly shattered and was teleported out.

Leaving Starfield and returning to Ruiyu Pavilion, he couldn't help but let out a foul breath.

"The second layer has been grinded hard. This third layer, with my current strength, has no hope of breaking through."

On the second floor of the Yuandanjing Starry Sky Tower is a strong man with the blood of the ancient stone god. He can't move like a mountain, and his physical and spiritual defenses are astonishing.

Luo Yan spent three years looking for the weakness of the strong man.

In the end, after three days of hard work, the weak point was broken, the strong man was killed, and the second floor was successfully passed.

And the opponent on the third floor is a genius called Wu Yunxi from the Blue Wind Clan millions of years ago.

The starry sky is windy.

Call it Blue Wind.

Coming from the void, it blows across the starry sky of the universe.

According to the rumors, the blue wind promotes the flow of time, and with the blue wind, everything is constantly changing.

The blood of the Blue Wind Clan is born with the ability to travel the universe and siphon energy from the void.

They are the darlings of time and masters of space.

It is almost difficult to defeat monks of the same realm.

And Wu Yunxi on the third floor of the Starry Sky Tower is only in the middle stage of Yuan Dan Realm.

But even so, Luo Yan was still defeated repeatedly, and was killed again and again.

"The Blue Wind bloodline is truly astonishing."

Thinking of Wu Yunxi, Luo Yan licked his lips lightly.

Wu Yunxi is only in the middle stage of the Yuandan Realm, and has not been able to control all the potential of the bloodline.

Regarding space, when Wu Yunxi teleports, the destination of the teleportation will have a momentary space fluctuation in advance, but the moment is too short for Luo Yan to react.

For time, Wu Yunxi can slow down the flow of time.

In Luo Yan's eyes, it was extremely fast, almost instantaneous, which caught Luo Yan off guard and made it difficult to make parry moves.

"If you want to defeat Wu Yunxi, you must have the strength to crush him in all aspects." Luo Yan thought.

Respond faster.

Go faster.

It is actually not difficult to defeat Wu Yunxi.

Take a deep breath.

He walked out of the quiet room and patrolled the fire room as usual.

In the fire room.

Several huge furnaces are running.

The sweltering air was filled with an indescribable strange smell, and a little girl in her early years was sitting in front of an alchemy furnace, controlling the ground fire to refine the elixir.

"How many pills do you need to refine today?"

"Ten furnaces of Jade Emperor Pills, seven furnaces of Spirit Orchid Pills, five furnaces of Celestial Silkworm Yun Body Pills..."

Mu Xiaoyi pointed to a few stoves, his eyes were crescent-shaped with a smile: "Three alchemy stoves can be refined together, and it can be refined in five hours."

"Come on." Luo Yan encouraged with a smile.

"En." Mu Xiaoyi nodded, passionately.

Its current body is the reward Luo Yan gave it a few days ago.

Compared with the wooden bumps before, the current body is somewhat similar to human beings.

And it is also very happy.

Luo Yan encouraged Mu Xiaoyi a few more words, then left the ground fire room and came to the lobby on the first floor.

He was going to find the shopkeeper.

As a result, as soon as he entered the hall, his eyes flickered slightly, and his whole body tensed up instantly.

"Huh! What a keen sense of smell. But the strength is a bit low, only the middle stage of Yuandan."

A cold voice sounded in Luo Yan's mind.

It was obviously just a voice, but it shook Luo Yan's mind. After a long delay, he slowly recovered.

Luo Yan's face was solemn, and he looked intently in the direction of the voice.

I saw a thin old man standing in front of the counter, looking at him with a sneer.

He can be sure that he has never seen this old man before, let alone dealt with this old man.

And now.

This old man clearly came for him, and he was not a good person!
"Senior, what's the matter?"

Luo Yan settled down and looked the old man up and down.

The breath on the old man's body is not obvious, and he can't tell what state he is in.

But judging from this attitude of handling him casually, at least he is a monk of the Infant God.

Luo Yan felt apprehensive.

But also fearless.

This is Houtu City, the territory of Houtu Sect.

What's more, behind him is Mo Tianwen, the elder of the Houtu Sect.

If you want to handle him, a mere divine baby is not enough.

"The old man is looking for you." At some point, the old man appeared next to Luo Yan. He turned sideways and said calmly, "Do you know Liu Lang?"

Liu Lang?

Luo Yan's pupils shrank suddenly.

It's been three years, and he thought it was over.

Unexpectedly, today, three years later, someone came to the door.

Is it a member of the Houtu Sect...or is it the Faxiang Realm cultivator who fled into the Qixia Mountains? !
Luo Yan's heart throbbed, looking at the old man in front of him, he was more inclined to the latter!
In other words.

The old man in front of him is a great cultivator in the middle stage of Faxiang Realm!

"We met once." Luo Yan was silent for a long time before saying in a dry voice.

"He is the grandson of the old man."

The old man was playing with the pill bottle in his hand, but his eyes rolled, and he looked straight at Luo Yan.

This evil look made Luo Yan's hair stand on end, and he instantly got goosebumps all over his body.

"Senior... my condolences." Luo Yan said as calmly as possible.

at the same time.

His divine sense has already begun to touch the origin text in the dantian.

If the old man really wants to attack him, then he will inevitably have to struggle and resist!
"My condolences? The old man's grandson is dead. How can a word of condolences end the matter?" The old man sneered coldly, and suddenly said: "Liu Lang told the old man that he once invited you to attack the Houtu Sect. The old man asked you, why are you No promise?"

Luo Yan said calmly, "The Thick Earth Sect has stood for a thousand years, I don't think you can destroy the Thick Earth Sect."

"Humph!"

The old man was poked at the sore spot, and his face became ugly.

As for the suzerain of Houtu Sect in the early stage of Dharma, let alone one, there are three, he can be crushed to death with one hand!

if not...

Thinking of this, his face began to distort, and his body was full of hostility: "Then the old man will ask you again, did you tell the secret to Houtuzong, did you reveal our plan to attack Houtuzong?"

There was murderous intent in his voice.

If Luo Yan nodded, he would definitely suffer from his vicious hands.

"Senior asked me, instead of killing me, he must know that I didn't tell the secret. Senior knows it well, why do you still ask me?"

Luo Yan looked at the old man, paused for a few seconds, and then said via voice transmission: "If you have anything to do, senior, just tell me."

He is almost certain now.

This old man's evil and cold attitude is just pretending.

If he really hated him to the bone, he would have slapped him to death long ago.

Seeing Luo Yan's calm face, the hostility on the old man's body slowly dissipated.

He looked at Luo Yan, and suddenly laughed: "Aren't you afraid that the old man will kill you?"

Luo Yan shook his head and said, "Senior, if he wanted to kill me, he would have done it a long time ago, and he won't wait until now."

"He's a wise man."

The old man praised, and said: "This is so, the old man will not beat around the bush. The old man needs a lot of Xuanyu Body Tempering Pill."

"Xuanyu Body Tempering Pill?" Luo Yan raised his eyebrows with doubts on his face.

"A fourth-order elixir." The old man said, turning his palm over, took out a pill formula and handed it to Luo Yan, "This is the formula of Xuanyu Body Tempering Pill, and the ingredients are available in the market. Refining this Xuanyu Body Tempering Pill , it shouldn't be difficult for you, right?"

Luo Yan took Dan Fang and looked at it, a hint of understanding appeared in his eyes.

There have been rumors in the market for a long time.

It is said that although the cultivator in the mid-term of the Faxiang escaped with his life that day, he was plotted by Houtuzong, his body was almost completely destroyed, and he was seriously injured and dying.

This Xuanyu Body Tempering Pill is a kind of elixir that restores the vitality of flesh and blood.

Three years later, although the old man has recovered a bit, his physical body is still in dilapidation.

He put away the prescription, and said calmly: "Of course it's not difficult. But the price..."

"You want to negotiate a price with the old man?" The old man narrowed his eyes and shot a dangerous light.

"Senior can also go to other alchemists. I swear with my heart that I will never reveal the whereabouts of senior to others." Luo Yan looked indifferent, without any fear.

The Houtu Sect also knew that the old man had suffered severe physical injuries, so he might have already set his sights on the major shops and alchemists.

Once it is found that the alchemist is missing strangely or the medicine to restore the body is missing.

He will definitely follow the vine to find this old man, and then eradicate the future troubles.

(End of this chapter)