Yunmeng Peak

Chapter 204 Three Scarlet Beetles Break Through Foundation Establishment

"But you went out privately a few years ago, and went to Pingyangfang City with Qi Feng and others to run a store. You know how dangerous it was at that time. If your uncle hadn't gone to Pingyangfang City in person and threatened Zhu's family, what do you think? Can you return to Cheng's house alive?" Cheng Xiangfu gradually roared, his eyes were red and bloodshot.

Cheng Qiling looked at Cheng Xiangfu's appearance in front of him, but felt extremely heartbroken, and tears flowed out of his eyes.

Seeing the appearance of his precious daughter for many years, Cheng Xiangfu felt a little heartbroken, so he suppressed his nerves before speaking again.

"What I want to tell you is that this world is more cruel than you imagined. If you show courteousness to you today, the status of a Luo family monk is probably not low in the Luo family. Have you ever thought that that kid is not sincere to you at all!"

"There are some things you have to think about for yourself, and you can't go back the way you choose!"

After finishing speaking, Cheng Xiangfu turned his head and left the place with strides.

At this time, Cheng Qiling's heart was extremely complicated, and the firm heart of chasing love in her heart was also shaken at this time. She just stood there in such a dazed way, with her head lowered, only tears falling to the ground.

……

Liu Ruxu looked at the red-faced old man in front of him with joy in his eyes, and said happily, "Why are you here, Patriarch?"

"How could I not come when you are married?" Liu Zhidong looked at Cheng Qifeng meaningfully.

Seeing this, Cheng Qifeng, without thinking back to the scene that happened in Yundan Pavilion not long ago, sighed softly, and said respectfully: "My ancestor, I offer you a toast!"

Let's talk, Cheng Qifeng drank the spirit wine in one gulp.

Liu Zhidong nodded, not chatting anymore, he waved his hand and found an empty seat on the nearby banquet table, and sat down directly.

It's just that Cheng Qifeng didn't know why, looking at Liu Zhidong's back, he felt a little lonely.

It took several hours for Cheng Qifeng and the two of them to toast the monks on hundreds of tables.

If it wasn't for the fact that the two of them had not cultivated extremely high and used their spiritual power to quickly refine the spirit wine they drank into their bodies into flying spirit energy, they would have been drunk by now.

The two looked at each other with smiles on their faces.

Cheng Qifeng glanced at Cheng's father at the main table talking with Cheng Yuan first, and a warm feeling really surged in his heart.

Cheng Yuanxian is a monk who established the foundation, and he is the ancestor of the ordinary people of the Cheng family. Being able to talk to Cheng Qifeng's parents without shame really gave Cheng Qifeng a lot of face. After all, in the eyes of the monk who established the foundation, even practicing Qi monks are all ants, let alone ordinary people who have no power to restrain a chicken.

Liu Ruxu at the side noticed that Cheng Qifeng was strange, followed his gaze, and saw the scene on the main table, raised his brows slightly, and said softly: "Qi Feng, let's spend more time with the two old people when we have time!"

Cheng Qifeng heard the words, turned his head, smiled and said, "Okay!"

……

Half a day later, when the banquet was over, Cheng Qifeng, his wife and the Cheng family stood outside the gate of Yunmeng Mountain, sending the visiting monks off gracefully.

After a while, there were only about 100 members of the Liu family left in Yunmeng Mountain.

On the top of Yunmeng Mountain, on a round table, Cheng Xianghe and Liu Tangle were seated here.

"Uncle Tang Le, I don't want to play tricks. Now my family has a batch of second-tier middle and top-grade magical artifacts. The market in Huaishui County is already saturated, so I want to rent a shop in Nanyunfang City." Cheng Xiang He said with a deep expression on his face.

Hearing this, Liu Tangle took a look at Cheng Xianghe, frowned immediately, and after a few breaths, he opened his mouth and said, "Nanyun Ouyang's family has been operating magical artifacts for nearly a thousand years. As long as monks buy magical artifacts, they must buy them first. For a while, I went to the shop opened by Ouyang's family, saying that Huaishui County is too far away from Nanyun County, and accidents are easy to happen when transporting magic weapons, so this business is not easy to do."

"I know what you said, but if I reduce the price of the Cheng family magic weapon..."

"It's a good idea, but if I act like this, I will definitely arouse the hatred of the Ouyang family!"

"Uncle Tang Le is so good. I wonder if Uncle Tang Le can open a shop selling magical artifacts with my Cheng family. Your Liu family sells the shop, and my Cheng family sells magical artifacts. The profit will be divided into [-] to [-]!" Cheng Xianghe said with a smile.

Hearing this, Liu Tangle's heart was really moved, but it didn't come out. He raised his brows slightly and said, "If it's as you said, it will drag my Liu family into the water. Once the Ouyang family acts aggressively, you will be punished." The Cheng family can run away, but my Liu family's land is in Nanyun County, and I didn't make any money from the Lingshi. Instead, it took my Liu family's own property, which is too risky!"

Cheng Xianghe flashed a strange look, knowing what Liu Tangle was thinking, and said with a smile: "Uncle Tang Le's talking too much is too serious, we are just doing business, not fighting and killing, with the Qingyang sect here, Ouyang How could the family do such a thing, [-]% to [-]%, if Uncle Tang Le still disagrees, then I will open this shop in Shuiyue County with the Jin Family of Shuiyue County, as Uncle Tang Le said, Nanyun County It's too far away from Huaishui County, and it's too easy to cause accidents!"

Upon hearing this, Liu Tangle cursed inwardly: "When did this kid become so cunning!"

He also knows that the Cheng family now owns two Tier [-] Spirit Iron mines. As long as he does the same, the transaction can last for hundreds of years. Pile up into a lake. There are nearly [-] monks in the Liu family, and they need to consume a lot of resources every year.

After thinking for a long time, Liu Tangle smiled and said, "It's easy to talk about, so let's do what you said, four or six!"

When Cheng Xianghe heard this, he was really happy.

……

A month later, Cheng Xiangcheng, the seventh elder of the Cheng family, and several monks of the same generation, went to Nanyun County with a second-level magic weapon worth thousands of spirit stones.

It took a full [-] days for the members of the Cheng family to arrive at Nanyunfang City. With the help of the Liu family, it is not known whether the Liu family did it deliberately. The Yunqi Pavilion opened by the Cheng family was opened opposite the Baiqi Pavilion of the Ouyang family .

As soon as the Yunqi Hall opened, nearly ten magical artifacts were sold in less than half a day because of the superior price. In fact, Baiqi Pavilion, which had a good business in the past, was jealous and lowered the price accordingly.

In less than a few days, the price of each second-order magic weapon sold in the two shops has been reduced by nearly 20 yuan.

This kind of behavior made many qi training monks extremely happy. Those who had enough spiritual stones bought a few of them one after another, and then sold them at the nearby market, earning at least a dozen pieces of spiritual stones. stone.

Ouyang's family and Cheng Xiangcheng also found out about this, and after the negotiation between the two shops, the price of the magic weapon was restored, but the reputation of the Cheng family's Yunqi Pavilion was thus established.

Although the business can't be compared with the first few days when it opened, it is still good, and there are hundreds of Lingshi's pure profits every month.

……

Three years later, in a quiet room in Huaishuifang City, Cheng Qifeng sat cross-legged again, with his eyes closed tightly, surrounded by large red spots of light, which were slowly inhaled into his body.

The breath on his body is also slowly rising, although it is extremely slow.

This appearance lasted for a full three months, accompanied by a light drink.

Cheng Qifeng's breath rose instantly, and he opened his eyes accordingly.

Feeling the vigorous spiritual power in his body, Cheng Qifeng raised the corner of his mouth and said with a smile: "Building the third floor!"

After a few breaths, Cheng Qifeng stood up, pushed open the door, and saw a tall female cultivator with a worried face.

Feeling Cheng Qifeng's breath, Liu Ruxu immediately dissipated the trace of worry. She looked happy and said happily, "Sir, you are indeed a talent from heaven! It really makes me a little jealous."

"Ha! Ha!..." Cheng Qifeng laughed loudly and asked: "My wife is not weak, I can say as much as my wife!"

Hearing this, Liu Ruxu looked at Cheng Qifeng's smiling face, pouted, reached out to Cheng Qifeng's waist and twisted it hard.

"Ah!" Cheng Qifeng yelled in pain.

"Tell you to make fun of me!"

"..."

……

Half a month later, in the quiet room, Cheng Qifeng looked dignified, looked at the storage bag in his hand, the only remaining spiritual material for refining the spirit pill, and said to himself: "I don't know if it will be successful this time!"

Since he broke through to the third level of foundation building, the spiritual power in his body is already comparable to that of a monk on the sixth level of foundation building. As for the already powerful spiritual consciousness, it is now no less than that of a monk in the late stage of foundation building.

Under such circumstances, Cheng Qifeng also has a lot of confidence in refining the third-order Chinese European pill.

But the reality is often unpredictable. He has already refined the third-level middle-grade spirit pills twice, but they all failed.

This also made him realize the reason why there are so few artisans above the third-level low-grade, just like refining the third-level middle-grade tonic pills, the refining time needs to be as long as half a month, and there are many obstacles along the way. Continuous use of spiritual fire is required, and a large amount of spiritual power reserve is required. Once the spiritual power is exhausted, the pill in the pill furnace will turn into fly ash.

If a hundred artists who have just entered the middle stage of foundation establishment want to refine third-tier mid-grade spiritual objects, in most cases they will fail due to excessive consumption of spiritual power and consciousness.

After a while, he threw the elixir plants into the alchemy furnace in an orderly manner.

After a while, after throwing all the elixir into it, he also waved his hand to call out the Yanyang spiritual fire in his body, and hit it at the dark fire alchemy furnace.

Seven days later, as the smoldering spiritual fire continued to burn for these days, the dozens of third-tier and low-grade elixir in the pill furnace turned into spiritual liquid.

In this regard, Cheng Qifeng was also extremely helpless. Except Juyuan Pill, the third-order pills were extremely difficult to refine, and the reason was very simple. , more than half of them are third-order elixir, so it takes a lot of time to refine them into elixir.

After three days, Cheng Qifeng burned up all the impurities in the small red dots of the liquid medicine. If it wasn't for Yanyang's spiritual fire, he would probably need several days to complete this process.

Following a light drink, Cheng Qifeng swung a pill condensing technique into the pill furnace.

Now there are five balls of liquid medicine in the alchemy furnace, but Qi Feng knew that his spiritual power was not enough to maintain so many liquid medicines into pills, so he decisively gave up the other three balls of liquid medicine, and they also turned into fly ash.

Seeing this scene, Cheng Qifeng showed a bit of reluctance in his eyes, but he didn't dare to be distracted, and quickly focused on the alchemy process.

Three days later, as the last dharma seal entered the pill furnace, a burst of pill fragrance wafted into the quiet room.

Smelling this smell, Cheng Qifeng was overjoyed, and quickly waved the two pills into his hands.

……

Three days later, in the underground fire room of Huaishuifang City, Cheng Qihou looked at the spiritual sword made of molten iron in front of him, his expression froze, and he struck out several magic seals in his hand.

"Congeal!"

After a while, with the flickering of aura, a flying sword with strong breath was successfully refined.

Seeing this scene, Cheng Qihou was overjoyed, and said to himself: "It's finally succeeded, so I'm not too far behind and second brother."

……

Half a year later, Cheng Qifeng and Liu Ruxu looked at the three red beetles in front of them with extremely solemn expressions.

Under the signal of the three red beetles, Cheng Qifeng gave the three red beetles three pieces of third-level fire attribute inner alchemy and three third-level poison sacs.

When the three red beetles saw the spiritual creatures, they swallowed a fire-attribute inner alchemy and a poison sac respectively.

Immediately, they also fell into a deep sleep. Seeing this, Cheng Qifeng waved nearly a thousand spirit stones into the third-order spirit gathering array in this quiet room.

Immediately, a strong spiritual force gushed out from the spirit gathering array.

After Cheng Qifeng sighed lightly, he closed his eyes, but the worry on his face could not conceal his thoughts.

Seeing this, Liu Ruxu on the side patted Cheng Qifeng, then closed his eyes to protect the dharma for the three red beetles breaking through the foundation establishment.

After three months, the rich aura in the quiet room kept pouring towards the three red beetles the size of a human head, and then they slowly turned into eggs half the size of a human.

Cheng Qifeng and his wife, who noticed the movement, had already opened their eyes. Looking at the scene in front of them, they were really curious. Neither of them had seen insect monsters break through the foundation.

Cheng Qifeng thought to himself: "It doesn't look like a bad thing!"

Then he closed his eyes again and began to meditate.

A month later, the three worm eggs emitted three powerful auras, followed by the rapid absorption of the spiritual power in the quiet room.

For a moment, three small vortexes of spiritual power formed in the quiet room.

In the blink of an eye, dozens of spirit stones were turned into fly ash due to the consumption of spirit power.

Seeing this, Cheng Qifeng felt quite helpless, and once again waved a bunch of hill-like spirit stones into the spirit gathering array.

"It will be a big loss if the three red beetles fail to break through the foundation establishment." Cheng Qifeng said to himself.

In order to prepare the foundation for the three red beetles, Cheng Qifeng bought three third-tier fire attribute pills and three poison sacs, which cost more than 3000 spirit stones.

If it is added that the supply of red beetle resources has been spared in these years, Cheng Qifeng would say that he spent nearly [-] spirit stones on these three red beetles.

Half a month later, the three spiritual vortexes disappeared.

"Crack! Click!..."

The three half-person tall white eggs shattered at the same time, Cheng Qifeng stared at the direction of the three eggs.

After half a breath, the scarlet beetle with three heads and a height of half a man, with many small dark spots on the crimson carapace, appeared in front of Cheng Qifeng and Liu Ruxu with a drastically changed appearance.

Cheng Qifeng felt the aura of the third-rank low-grade monsters exuding from the three scarlet beetles, and he was happy, thinking in his heart.

"These years of hard work are finally not in vain. Now that I have these three red beetles and the Yin Corpse, I can be my foundation-building cultivator by myself!"

(End of this chapter)