Immortality begins with monks from the side sect

Chapter 80: Foundation is hard to come by
  Fighting?

Pressure?

No, our relationship is not that good, right?
  Not to mention the battle of wits, even if Lin Banshan asked him to borrow hundreds or thousands of taels of silver, he would think about it for two days and then decisively refuse.

Chen Ci was still a little proud that Lin Banshan was able to find Chen Ci to defeat him. After all, this was recognition of his character.

However, holding the line was too dangerous and Chen Ci didn't like it.

"Fellow Daoist Lin, are you too high-minded?"

Chen Cixiao took a sip of tea and declined politely: "If you can't control the situation, even adding me won't be enough."

"The battle of tactics is still in limbo, but that doesn't mean it will definitely come to that point."

Lin Banshan also sighed slightly: "This is a private matter, but it is difficult to use the relationship between the church and China. I don't have many friends in Xishan Mansion. After thinking about it, you are the only one I can entrust to you, Brother Chen."

The world is hilarious, all come for profit.

Among lower-level monks, when it comes to fighting, the word 'profit' is inseparable.

"I know a little bit about the alchemy skills of Wenxiang Cult, and I am still not well-known overseas. Although I am not talented, I know a few things, so I want to do some alchemy business in Xishan Mansion."

Lin Banshan explained: "If it is a high-grade elixir, you can naturally win by quality, and the required spiritual materials can be obtained in the market without any trouble; but for miscellaneous elixirs that are not high-grade, you need to make some profits in quantity. This is why If we can’t produce our own materials, I’m afraid we won’t even be able to earn back our hard-earned money.”

After a few words, Chen Ci understood. It turned out that it was for the spiritual spring in Qingquan Village.

The medicine field in Qingquan Village is not a spiritual field, nor is it a spiritual land, otherwise it would not be occupied by a group of mountain people. However, the spiritual spring in the village is somewhat magical. I wonder if it is because the underground water veins pass through a certain sacred sand rich land, and the spring water It's like being soaked in water-type sacred sand. Growing medicinal materials is quite magical. At least the cost of breeding has been greatly reduced.

The people of Qingquan Village also rely on this spiritual spring, and their lives are considered happy among the mountain people.

"I had an agreement with Qingquan Village through the Huang family. I just tried planting a batch of medicinal materials, but something went wrong in Qingquan Village. Fortunately, I didn't suffer too much loss."

Lin Banshan pinched his forehead and was quite speechless: "Although Qingquan Village is destroyed, the spiritual spring is still there. With the help of old family master Huang, it is not impossible to re-establish the medicine field, but as a result, the Huang family has another problem." Well, although the younger generation of the Huang family is quite efficient at doing things now, their methods are far inferior. My luck has been really bad in recent years."

Chen Ci: "." Don't do my business.

But after hearing this, Chen Ci felt a little relieved. Listening to Lin Banshan's tone, he just wanted a stable source of medicinal materials. If he talked about practicing some evil methods, it didn't look like it at the moment.

The incident at Qingquanzhai most likely had nothing to do with him.

"There's no need to fight to establish a medicinal field, right?"

Chen Ci discovered Hua Dian and asked curiously, "We can just find some experienced people to open up the medicinal fields, but it will only take a little more time."

"Misfortunes never come alone, and blessings never come together. I only recently learned that Qingquan Village and Majia Village also have medicinal materials business. This time, someone from Majia Village also came to say that they wanted to have a hand in the matter of the medicinal field. But every day in Lingquan Village The output is limited and the interests are difficult to divide.”

Lin Banshan exhaled a breath: "Sacred sand is easy to find, but foundation is rare. I am an outsider. I am weak and weak. I cannot stay here for a long time. If we can't reach an agreement, we have to fight. Otherwise, I won't be able to do this business." Get up, these two years of preparation will be in vain.”

Foundation is rare.

Chen Ci also understands this experience. Not to mention, if he had not been a disciple of the Heshan Sect, he would not have been able to easily establish the Sanyin Temple in Changping County and monopolize thousands of acres of land by one person. .

It is difficult to establish a foundation just by cultivating oneself. It also requires background and power, otherwise there would be no such thing as a casual cultivator.

"What you mean is that you want to fight with Majiazhai and you want me to hold the battle for you?"

Chen Ci looked at Lin Banshan a few times: "According to legend, the ancestor of the Ma family was an expert who achieved Taoism."

"No, I quietly visited the Majia Village a few days ago. There are absolutely no Taoist monks who have condensed their magical power in the village. The ancestor of the Majia has a hundred orifices of cultivation and relies on secret methods to extend his life. He can't get down to Tongshi Mountain, otherwise I would I dare not say anything about conquering Majiazhai." Lin Banshan narrowed his eyes: "After all, it is inherited by the Zajia family, but it is not as good as my teaching method. However, Majiazhai is good at raising bronze corpses. If they are unreasonable, I will not be able to deal with it, but that's it. If the Qingquanzhai Medicine Field is destroyed, no one can plant a single elixir, so please ask Brother Chen to help. This is also because of this worry."

Cultivation of a hundred orifices, secret method to extend life.

Chen Ci was silent for a moment, but he couldn't help but think that this ancestor of the Ma family could practice to hundreds of acupoints with the inheritance of the Za family. His talent and character were probably top-notch, but this kind of person probably couldn't find the key to the last few acupoints of the Qi Refining Method. He had no aperture, so he couldn't even build a low-grade Dao foundation, so he could only stay trapped for a while, struggling to extend his life.

Immortality is hard to come by.

But this silence fell into Lin Banshan's eyes and turned into a polite refusal. He shook his head gently: "Brother Chen, don't worry, if you really want to fight to win, there will be corresponding rewards. Your efforts will not be in vain. I just hope that Brother Chen can Help me out.”

Lin Banshan comes in a hurry and leaves in a hurry.

Chen Ci thought for a while and then came to his senses. After all, he and Lin Banshan had only met each other a few times. Why did this person trust him so much and invite him to join the battle?
  Eye edge?

No, it's just that Lin Banshan still owes Chen Ci two years of frost candy. With this relationship, Chen Ci will not just watch something happen to him in front of him. Otherwise, if the person dies, where will the money go? .

This is much more reliable than the relationship between classmates and friends.

"Good guy, I'm a debtor!"

Chen Ci looked strange, feeling like he had been taught a lesson inexplicably.

"Furthermore, Lin Banshan also has a sense of arrogance in his heart. He is obviously ambitious, otherwise he would not dare to fight against Majia Village for Koulingquan."

Chen Ci touched his chin. In the matter of Shuangtang, I am afraid that he still took advantage of the name 'Heshan Shuangtang', otherwise this person might not be so easy to talk to.

"People like this also have to rely on alchemy to go to remote places like Changping County, Xishan Prefecture to find some foundation and do business to earn money for cultivation."

Chen Ci frowned slightly: "If monks at the bottom want to stand up, they still have to rely on craftsmanship. Although health-preserving pills are good, they are inferior miscellaneous pills and the market is limited."

The so-called magic pill naturally involves the change of clear and turbid spiritual energy.

Chen Ci also has two magical elixir recipes in his hands.

Based on the medicinal spell and spiritual rice as the material, the high-quality Bigu Pill is prepared, which can barely be regarded as the lowest quality elixir.

Then there is the Qi-nourishing Green Zhi Pill contained in the Sanyin Qi-eating Method, which can be described as a low-grade elixir.

The high-quality Bigu Pill has a market price of five Lingzhu per pill.

Qi-nourishing green zhi pill, a high-grade pill on the market costs about thirty spirit beads.

Looking at the dozens of black jade rice plants in the backyard, and then at the solitary Zhizhi plant in the middle of the field, Chen Ci subconsciously asked himself a question, what is his inheritance.

The three-part yin ground of the Three-Yin Concept?

Those thousands of acres of fertile land in Changping County?
  “Inheritance is rare.”

Chen Ci frowned slightly. The so-called foundation in his name actually belonged to the Heshan Sect, and he was just holding it on behalf of him.

"But spiritual elixirs are also rare. Let's not talk about the cultivation of elixirs. The complete elixir recipe is worth a lot of money. Could it be that my foundation still lies in this Qi-nourishing Green Zhi elixir?"

“Isn’t this going full circle and back to square one?”

(End of this chapter)