Mountain dwelling practice: I am a gentle guest in the world

The second is the bionic agent. In Sang Yue's concept, it should be a form-changing agent. That is, you can make a person become what he imagines, including copying the other person's skills.

No one has tried this medicine, and neither she nor Lan Qiuchen dared to try it, for fear that they would not be able to change.

I tried catching a mountain chicken. The two of them surrounded it and tried to awaken its imagination. As a result, it saw a fat white pupa in the soil, and then it turned into a pupa...

Fortunately, Sang Yue recognized the chrysalis from its magical energy, stuffed it into the enchanted chicken coop and stayed there for three hours before it transformed back. Based on experience, if converted to human body, the effect of this bionic agent should be about one hour.

"The effect of human testing depends on whether you can achieve it there." Sang Yue was not very concerned about the efficacy of the medicine.

She tried several potions during this time to distract her attention, but it was not necessary.

Knowing that the butcher always wanted to go back there, I just asked him to take it and try the effect. There are a lot of types of potions that were refined this time, and the next one is the bone-shrinking potion. It can shrink and enlarge the body shape, and is theoretically effective for half an hour.

It has not been proven experimentally, so it is theoretical, and the specific data needs to be supplemented by the butcher.

"Have you made the antidote with all these potions?" Bai Shuixin couldn't help but ask her.

"I haven't refined it yet," Sang Yue said frankly. "I saw the raw materials in the medicine field and started to refine them. The antidote plants grow slowly and it's not time to pick them yet."

These potions originated from the West. Maura made a list of commonly used herbs in her memory and sent the servant team to search and plant them.

Nowadays, her medicinal field has all kinds of spiritual plants and herbs, which can be used at will.

"I would like to ask, which great god left these prescriptions to you?" Bai Shuixin asked cautiously, "Don't get me wrong, I have no intention of prying into your secrets..."

"It doesn't matter," Sang Yue didn't care, "it's a manuscript note left by a black witch. In addition to bone-shrinking potions, there are also age-increasing potions, age-reducing potions, and beauty potions. If it is refined by me, rejuvenation will no longer be Dream."

There was a time limit, and she flipped through Maggie's manuscript in her spare time and saw a magic potion that could fix this change.

It's a pity that Magi died before he could practice it, and he needs to be supplemented and improved by his descendants.

Dark witch? !

Bai Shuixin suddenly had goosebumps all over his body, and his hair stood on end. Look at Lan Qiuchen, she looks like she is used to it. Looking at his brother again, he was looking at a bottle of potion in his hand, looking quite satisfied.

"Is the transformation medicine I gave you last time good?" As she spoke, Sang Yue took out three more bottles, "New ones."

"It's okay," Tu Qingyun accepted the order, "It's best to use it in critical moments."

If you throw it away casually, the bottle will be broken, and it may be deformed even if it touches it. The important thing is that while transforming, it can also reduce the opponent's cultivation level, allowing him to turn defeat into victory.

"Please pay me this time." Tu Qingyun put away the potion and took out his mobile banking to pay. "My skills are completely useless now. I don't know when I will be able to recover."

Before he recovered, even if he went to another world, he would still practice in the house. Don't dare to go out without permission. Good things like picking up leaks will have to wait for at least several years.

"Okay." Sang Yue didn't care.

Since Lan Qiuchen didn't have to pay her salary, she gradually forgot how much savings she had left. And since Lan Qiuchen got a fortune and paid off her mortgage, she paid for all the expenses of the mountain residence.

It means that I have not been involved in the fireworks of the world for a long time, and I have almost forgotten how to spend money.

The card bound to the mobile phone is responsible for daily expenses, and the 100 million transferred by the butcher arrived quickly.

"You don't need so much." Even if Sang Yue has no idea of ​​consumption, she still knows that one million is a huge amount of money. "It's okay to discount it in half. You paid the bill with raw jade stones last time."

Her total wealth is only over 20 million, and she has never been as arrogant as him.

"What you gave me is life-saving medicine. It's not expensive." Tu Qingyun finished transferring the money and put down his mobile phone. "In this world, people must have money around them. It's easy for me to make money, so I can't ask for your money every time."

Since everyone got acquainted with each other, she only gave them more potions, for fear that if she gave them less, they would not be able to come back. He saw this friendship in his eyes and kept it in his heart, so he tried his best to find some rare treasures to please her every time. I originally planned to find high-level magic weapons for her as her strength improved, but as a result, her cultivation level shrank back to her childhood.

Now that my skills are gone, I can only make up for it with money.

In this mortal world, wealth is quite useful. It's easy for him to get money, which is thanks to Boss Tuo Yang. Of course, it’s also thanks to the fact that the four items I saved are of high quality and worth the price.

In short, friendship will last long only if everyone is familiar with each other and the accounts are clear.

"Hey," after the two of them completed the transaction, Bai Shuixin waved his hand to attract everyone's attention and said, "Ayun, have you and Asang considered finding a Taoist academy to further your studies?"

"Why?" Lan Qiuchen was eating preserves next to him. Hearing this, he raised his eyes in surprise, "Do you have a good introduction?"

"No," Bai Shuixin shook his head honestly, "But one of you relies on the Yang family and the other relies on the Long family. How can you not even find a decent Taoist academy? I know that you are both talented people. Precisely because they are talents, they must accept the teachings of formal schools..."

He inquired and found that there are currently three types of local warlocks. One is the disciples who have a formal sect and family tradition; the other is the students who have studied in a formal Taoist academy and can be assigned a position as soon as they graduate.

Of course, the second type of students is also classified.

One type is the children of the aristocratic family, which is equivalent to the children of powerful people in Muggle schools. After graduation, these people will either inherit their own property or be assigned to a good unit, while civilian warlocks will compete for basic positions.

There is no other way. Wherever there are people, there are rivers and lakes.

Even in the world of cultivation, the differences between classes are not much different from those in the mortal world. As for the fairy world, the divine realm, etc., they are too far away from the mortal world and cannot be imagined for the time being.

Let’s get back to the subject, the third category of local warlocks is similar to casual cultivators in the true world.

He has no family or sect, and relies entirely on self-taught. The process is full of twists and turns, and there are many hardships. After all, only a few can stand out. More often than not, they either become a magic stick and coax ordinary people to earn a little money to make ends meet.

Either you fail to practice properly, go astray and become a demon, harming all living beings in the world.

In Baishui Xin's eyes, his brother and idol have the potential to become the third type of warlock.

"With your qualifications, you will be the center of attention no matter where you go." Baishui Xin suggested excitedly, "Maybe you will be targeted by a good employer before you graduate. How great!"

Establishment is always one of the dreams pursued by young people.

He has begun to look forward to the heroic appearance of his cheap brother and his idol killing everyone in the academy. At that time, he and Alan were the guardians on the left and right respectively, and followed them to show off their power, exhale and raise their eyebrows.

"Porphyry!" The Butcher snapped his fingers to bring Ah Shui back to his senses, and teased, "Wake up, it's still broad daylight, it's too early to start dreaming."

"What are you dreaming about? I'm serious." Bai Shuixin retorted.

"To be serious, the four of us are almost thirty. You have seen a lot of casual cultivators over thirty years old in Xingyun Continent, right? Which one is not talented and better than his peers? What's the result?"

As a result, they were all depressed and downcast, living together in the mortal city and living an indifferent life.

"In Xingyun Continent, countless cultivation geniuses were selected to join the sect and start training when they were in their thirties. How many of them have successfully reached the top?"

Now in the Qiong Palace of Tianji, the powerful people sitting on the top of the mountain watching the clouds surge are all disciples of the sect and heirs of the family. Only the powerful people from the lower class can have casual cultivators. They are also very few in number, and they are people with superior qualifications and opportunities.

As for me, the best among Muggles, is it interesting to sharpen my head and compete with a group of Muggles to be the leader? It's better to maintain the status quo and go as far as you can at your own pace. Wouldn't it be relaxing and happy?

"Unless you follow me over there, there will be the motivation to fight."

At least living an exciting life and dying vigorously can be regarded as a life worth living.