Gou Cultivates Immortals at the Chaotic World of Demons and Martial Arts

Chapter 172 Pill Artifact Pavilion (Congratulations to the Silver League!)
Bibo Cave.

Fang Xi stretched comfortably.

"Brother Fang... Xingling has a proposal."

Ruan Xingling was wearing home clothes, her hair was in a loose bun, which seemed a little more lazy.

"Oh? I don't know what it is?" Fang Xi asked casually.

"Since the establishment of the foundation, the progress of Xingling's 'Xuanyin Gong' has been slow...According to the method, it is very common for people with high-grade spiritual roots to practice for 40 to 70 years in the early stage of foundation establishment. It takes six to seventy years to advance to the middle stage of foundation establishment."

This is not bad, even if the middle and lower level spiritual roots are lucky enough to build a foundation, if there is no special opportunity or the help of pills, they will probably linger in the early stage of foundation establishment for the rest of their lives.

Most of the nearby Three Kingdoms that have been able to form alchemy are earth-grade or even heavenly-grade spiritual roots, otherwise the Xiuxian sect would not attach so much importance to the qualifications of spiritual roots.

With a lack of resources, can't you only rely on your own talent to make it up?
Ruan Xingling frowned slightly, with a trace of melancholy.

"Although you can still swallow the elixir that increases mana, it is extremely difficult to find elixirs that are more than hundreds of years old... and it is even more impossible to use them on a daily basis." Fang Xi also sighed.

In the nearby Three Kingdoms, the resources for cultivating immortals are really not very good, they are quite poor.

Even if it is him, holding a lot of spirit stones may not be able to buy enough pills for the rapid increase in mana during the foundation building period.

"Well... if you want to speed up your practice, you must accumulate resources." Ruan Xingling strongly agreed.

"Oh? Could it be that Xingling has a solution? Not to mention going to the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain Range to hunt and kill monsters...or to explore the ruins..."

Fang Xi would not do this kind of behavior, the risk was too high.

"Of course not..." Ruan Xingling chuckled: "Both Xingling and Brother Fang are craftsmen, so naturally they accumulate resources through craftsmanship... But it's really slow for Riguang to wait for people to come to the door in the cave. a shop?"

"Open a shop? This is okay..."

Fang Xi fell into deep thought.

Indeed, those monks also trusted merchants with shops more, and kept opening their doors to solicit business, and the transaction volume was also higher.

Seeing that Fang Xi did not object, Ruan Xingling became even more energetic: "Xingling has investigated, and the land rent in the inner city is expensive, and the competition is fierce...It is difficult for us two foundation cultivators to gain a foothold, but in the outer city, this strength Enough to open a shop…”

After all, after Wanhai Tower, Mingqing Pavilion and other shops, it is only supported by the foundation establishment forces.

In terms of second-order inheritance, it may not even be comparable to Shang Xi and Ruan Xingling.

"Of course, the land of this shop is expensive, but we can not buy it and rent one... Maybe the pure magic weapon and elixir cannot compete with those old-fashioned shops, but if they are sold together, it is still a bit of a gimmick, and we will release some from time to time. Small boutique, the spirit stones you earn should be able to make up for the daily training needs of the two of us..."

Ruan Xingling smiled sweetly: "And...you can also let Ruan Dan, Wang Xiaohu and the others work as assistants, which saves a lot of expenses."

"Not bad."

Fang Xi weighed it in her mind, and felt that the problem was not too big: "Since you dare to say it, Xingling, you should already have a few favorite places, right?"

"Exactly!" Ruan Xingling's eyes flickered, "Brother Fang, when you are free, why don't you swim with Xingling's arms and have a look?"

"Very well, it's today."

Fang Xi had nothing to do, so she agreed.

After all, he also wanted to earn more spirit stones, and the progress of the 'Aoki Longevity Kungfu' was a bit slow, so it was time to prepare some pills to increase his mana.

……

three days later.

Bai Ze Xiancheng, the outer city.

Xiaofutang.

This shop is located in a relatively remote location among the street shops in the outer city. Its main business is the sale of talismans, the management of talismans, and cinnabar.

It was originally owned by the "Dongmen family" of a Jianji family. Later, the ancestor of the Jianji family was imprisoned, and the business gradually declined.

Fang Xi and Ruan Xingling investigated for a few days, chatted with the owners of several shops, and finally they liked this place.

"At Dongmenying, I will pay my respects to the two seniors."

In the Xiaofu hall, a young monk, neither humble nor overbearing, saluted Fang Xi and the other two.

This person has sword eyebrows and star eyes, and looks very good. The key is that he is really young and full of vigor.

Even, his cultivation base has reached the late stage of the eighth level of Qi Refining, he can be regarded as a little genius.

"Little friend Dongmen, the two of us are quite satisfied with this shop, but the lease...one year is too short, how about changing it to ten years?"

Ruan Xingling took a sip of the spiritual tea, and negotiated the price without haste.

Although Dongmenying's tone was respectful, her back was straight and she had confidence.

After all, his Dongmen family has been an old man of Baize Xiancheng for generations, and he has many connections, and fighting is also forbidden in Xiancheng.

"Although the business of this shop is not good, it can still be maintained... To be honest, if I didn't want to waste time on running it, but devoted myself to cultivation, I wouldn't rent it out so easily..."

After another round of bargaining, the two parties agreed to sign a five-year lease first, with an annual rent of [-] low-grade spirit stones, half of which should be paid in advance.

After the contract was sent to the official record of Bai Ze Xiancheng and the Lingshi was delivered, the members of the Dongmen family began to move.

Fang Xi and Ruan Xingling stood under the small talisman hall, looking at the old and faded plaque.

"It's time to change your name, Brother Fang, let's choose one."

Ruan Xingling said with a smile.

"Since it is decided to sell medicine pills and instruments, it will be called 'Pill Artifact Pavilion'..."

Fang Xi's uninspired name made Ruan Xingling roll her eyes secretly.

……

Danqi Pavilion is preparing to open, Wei Yixi and Wang Xiaohu are very active.

According to Wei Yixi's words, he finally stopped eating the uncle's free rice.

Although Wang Xiaohu didn't say a word, he worked very hard.

Obviously, Wei Yixi is still Fang Xi's niece after all, and he is even more embarrassed as an outsider, so he can only work hard.

As for Ruan Dan and Jin Ling, they lacked a bit of momentum.

But Fang Xi didn't criticize anything too much.

In the world of cultivating immortals, as long as you have a cultivation base, there is no such thing as customer first.

As long as Ruan Dan comes to sit in the store every day, it is enough that his cultivation level in the late stage of Qi refining can frighten ordinary casual practitioners.

Many cultivating powers are based on the dynamics of the person with the highest cultivation level, which directly determines the future development plan of the family.

For example, Dongmenying from the Dongmen family before.

In fact, many people in this small family do not agree to rent out the small talisman, after all, this is a hen that can lay golden eggs.

However, Dongmen Yingtie is determined not to welcome and send him away, and wants to retreat and practice painstakingly to break through, then no one can stop it...

Who made Dongmenying not only the patriarch, but also the highest in aptitude and cultivation?

"In the Pill Pavilion, we still need to refine a batch of pills and magic tools..."

Ruan Xingling looked at the rows of brand-new wooden frames, and calculated: "Low-grade and middle-grade magic weapon pills are not profitable, and consume too much energy, so you can just give up... Specialize in high-grade magic weapons and medicine pills, and release high-quality products from time to time ...At the same time, we accept reservations for second-tier low-grade items."

"Not bad, you can preside over these matters, and just show me the account book at the end of each year."

Fang Xi drank the spirit wine, with a look of throwing his hands away from the shopkeeper: "Besides... I'm not going to sell the batch of special formation artifacts you proposed last time... I have to keep a secret."

Ruan Xingling was also speechless about Fang Xi's caution.

……

For monks, time always passes quickly.

If it is one-hearted retreat, those few years may pass by at the snap of a finger.

Spring goes and autumn comes, autumn goes and winter solstice.

In the blink of an eye, a year passed quietly.

Peach Blossom Pavilion.

Fang Xi finished her daily practice and walked out of the retreat room.

In the courtyard, there are already a few small puppets such as wooden horses and mechanical tigers that he made. They look crude, but their aura is around the first level.

"Puppet art is extensive and profound, and I'm still good at making wooden puppets..."

Compared with the extremely complicated puppetry, Fang Xi really likes the simple ones, no matter monks or monsters, as long as one tree seed can control them.

Of course, although the puppets produced in this way are of high quality and low price, and the number is astonishing, they can only be manipulated indirectly through the demon tree tattoos, which is really inconvenient.

According to Fang Xi's experiments, among the eight monster puppets, he controls the two main battle puppets, and can beat the other four or five wooden puppets!
"Or...the most difficult part of making puppets is to give up, as long as you learn how to repair and control the puppets at the end..."

While thinking, Fang Xi came to the 'Dan Qi Pavilion'.

This small shop opened in a low-key manner. Its business was bleak in the first few months, and it has only improved recently.

Through the word of mouth of Qi refining monks, this "Pill Artifact Pavilion" where small boutiques can occasionally be found, has gradually become famous.

When Fang Xi walked into the shop, she saw Ruan Dan standing behind the counter like an iceberg.

Wei Yixi was arranging the shelves of pills, while Wang Xiaohu was carrying the magical artifacts.

"Uncle..."

When Wei Yixi saw Fang Xi coming, his eyes lit up, and Wang Xiaohu and Ruan Dan hurriedly saluted.

"Well, you guys are busy, I just came to take a look..."

Fang Xi took the account book casually, did some calculations, and was speechless.

'This alchemy pavilion has been in business for a year, and after deducting all kinds of raw materials and labor costs...how can it be that it only earns more than 100 spirit stones? '

'Although there are new stores opening, several price cuts and promotions have seized the market, so for the sake of profit sharing, it's really... miserable! '

"After deducting the annual rent of one hundred spirit stones, it's almost nothing..."

"Fortunately, starting from next year, profits should pick up and eventually stabilize at the level of hundreds of spirit stones..."

Seeing that Fang Xi's expression was not very good, Ruan Dan and Wang Xiaohu couldn't help feeling uneasy.

It was Wei Yixi who was clever, grabbed Fang Xi's arm, and said many interesting things.

"Since opening the store, I have really met many friends."

"There are also a few monks who always come up to make friends, and then show off that they have gained a lot from wild adventures and hunting."

"Xixi has always kept uncle's advice in mind, and has never left Bai Ze Xiancheng!"

Wei Yixi was deeply impressed by Fang Xi's stories of "tricking the dog out to kill".

Because of this, only in front of Fang Xi would he show his innocent side, and he would be naturally wary of other monks.

"Hey, the shopkeeper Fang is here today, it's really rare, rare..."

An old Taoist walked into the 'Pill Artifact Pavilion'. He was wearing a snow-white crane cloak, with three long beards hanging down. His complexion was ruddy, and he looked like a fairy.

"So it's Fellow Daoist Huahe!"

Fang Xi cupped her hands slightly, this was a Foundation Establishment cultivator she knew.

"Shopkeeper Fang just happened to be here, and the old man wants to order a batch of second-order pills..."

Taoist Huahe laughed and talked about business, the two parties signed a contract and paid a deposit...

After finishing all this, the old Taoist Huahe invited: "Fang Daoyou... The old Taoist found a former cave outside. The restrictions are a bit strong, and it is difficult to break in alone... I wonder if you are interested?"

(End of this chapter)