Cultivating Immortals is Worse than Black Technology

So stingy that Tang Huan was pitted on this kind of thing, Tang Huan nodded after hearing it, "I understand."

In this case, there is no rush to advance.

After playing for a day, Tang Huan returned to Tianyi Peak with a group of little guys, and then shut himself back to the mixing room.

"They said they wanted to reduce their cultivation base, what's the matter?" Tang Huan asked, Xiaozhu is even more adept at organizing these things.

Both the refining period and the foundation building period are the period for laying the foundation, including the previous introduction of Qi into the body. Tang Huan's foundation when he draws the qi into the body is already good enough, so I won't mention it for the time being. Neither the foundation building period nor the gas refining period formed a golden pill, and the spiritual power in the dantian existed in the form of a cyclone. Since it is a cyclone, it is naturally compressible.

The spiritual energy in Tang Huan's body is now equivalent to gas, and the density of gas is relatively easy to compress, and after compression, it can become liquid. In other words, a monk who has a good foundation will compress the cyclone into a liquid state during the refining period, and then try to compress it into a solid state when building the foundation. Once a small crystalline nucleus-like solid was successfully compressed in the center of the spiritual fluid cluster, it would be much more effective when turning back to form a pill.

The most difficult part of building a foundation and raising a golden core is to compress the cyclone or spiritual liquid into a golden core.

"On weekdays, your cyclones always rotate clockwise." The mechanism pig said, "The compressed cyclone only needs to rotate counterclockwise. It will be easier if you can mobilize the soul, but this is more difficult. After all, you are now repairing It’s too low. You can try it first, if it doesn’t work, forget it.”

Although I don't know why the cyclone can be compressed by rotating it counterclockwise, Tang Huan is not interested in studying the principle. She blinked, and deliberately asked, "What is clockwise? What is counterclockwise?" She is an ancient martial arts game NPC, who has never seen a clock!

"...Don't worry about it, anyway, you just rotate the air ball in the opposite direction!" The mechanism pig became angry with embarrassment.

Tang Huan finished molesting the system and shut up contentedly.

I still love fried hair so much, so cute.

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☆, ②⑦ epiphany

There is no need to worry about the compression of the cultivation base. There are still two years left, and Tang Huan relaxes for a few days. Then she threw Guachu and Gungun to Mo Qing, and she didn't know whether she wanted Mo Qing to take care of him or Guachu to take care of Mo Qing and Gungun. In short, Tang Huan took the organ pig to retreat.

On the way to practice, no one in this world is more skilled than the Institution Piggy. It has brought a dozen soaring hosts, and it is more than enough to mention one Tang Huan.

The process of compressing the cyclone went smoothly. Tang Huan compressed the cyclone for the first time and compressed the expanding aura into a semi-liquid state, and its volume was reduced by more than ten times. The aura in her inner vision, the original basketball-sized aura is now only half a fist, but even so, it still hasn't turned into a liquid state. At the same time, Tang Huan's cultivation had returned to the fifth level of Qi Refining.

This five qi refining layer is not the other five qi refining layer, and the nine qi refining layer is not a problem at all.

It's strange to say that the pubic area of ​​Mingmingren is so big, why the cyclone can expand to the size of a basketball. Tang Huan took this question to ask the agency piglet, and was angered and blocked by the piglet for three days.

It's so annoying, can't you practice hard! Have to ask so many messy questions! Who knows this!

Tang Huan didn't want to get the answer either, just routinely molested the system.

After completing the first compression, the system rewarded 500 points. After buying more than a dozen drawings, Sister Huan, who was impoverished, finally became rich again.

So Tang Huan decided to buy something to study and research, and gave up his plan to continue compressing the cyclone.

—Anyway, there is still a year and a half, don’t worry, don’t worry=v=.

The agency pig is very anxious.

The second compression is much harder than the first. It's hard to say if a year and a half is enough! It racked its brains for a long while, and decided to fool the host to take the points to buy mecha drawings.

Mecha drawings are on average ten times more expensive than weapon drawings, and there is a "delivery date", which means that you can't get the goods immediately after you buy them, and you have to wait for a while. As for why you have to wait for a while...they don't need time for the system to steal drawings!

Weapon drawings are easy to make, but mechas are secrets of various countries in the interstellar era, and it is difficult to obtain them. Although the headquarters of the system had already traded with those countries, bartering for blueprints, Tang Huan didn't know about this, and the organ piglet lied to her to steal it temporarily.

She believed Tang Huan, who had a bad outlook.

In her opinion, interstellar nations should not trade secrets, so it is logical that the system can only "steal".

The five hundred points he had just received were all taken to buy mecha drawings, and Tang Huan could only retreat again and focus all his attention on cultivation.

This time the compression cyclone took a whole year and three months. The effect is very significant, not only the spiritual energy has all turned into spiritual fluid, but also a fist-sized spiritual fluid group, with amazing purity.

It's just that the compression of the cyclone won't take that long. In the first three months, Tang Huan was basically replenishing the spiritual power in his body. The compression density of the aura increases, and it will become a little smaller if you continue to compress it, so you have to replenish your spiritual power first. It took Tang Huan for three months to return to the aura reserve of the ninth level of refining Qi, and then compressed it again, and finally formed such a large aura group, and the strength also got a qualitative leap.

Most importantly, another five hundred points were credited to the account.

"A new mecha..." The mechanism pig said at the right time.

"Buy, buy, buy!" Tang Huan didn't even think about it.

The things in the system library are basically very different, so if you buy all of them once, you won't suffer from buying similar drawings. Tang Huan didn't blink. She will buy all the drawings one day, although it looks very far away at the moment.

Organ Xiaozhu was very satisfied and immediately bought it for the host.

"How long have I been in retreat?"

"Three months a year, and there are still three months to start the big match."

Tang Huan thought for a while, and when the organ piggy thought she was going to ask Dabi for details, she suddenly said, "Where is the mecha drawing I bought before? It hasn't arrived yet?"

"Well...sometimes lag, you know." The organ pig had an idea.

Tang Huan nodded clearly, the flow of time in each world is different, she understands that she understands. So Tang Huan didn't ask much, the mecha couldn't be studied at this time, so just continue to study the refining device.

The organ piglet, who wanted to trick the host to go out and walk around, watched Tang Huan start to live in his mother's life again, and his heart was overwhelmed.

"...Host, have you forgotten your billowing and the real Mo Qing who was thrown outside by you?"

Tang Huan looked up at it during his busy schedule, "Huh?" What happened to them, isn't it all right?

Gungun must have had a good time with Guachu, but as for Mo Qing, a big brother doesn't need her to take care of him.

"..."

"Eh, that's not right, Mo Qing seems to have become a child!" Tang Huan patted his head, eh, this is forgotten.

He also said that he would raise people well, but he forgot to clean it up.

The organ Xiaozhu faintly reminded: "You have bullied others many times before."

So if you don't go out to remedy it, you can only wait for Tang Huan's body to be collected when the family recovers.

Tang Huan silently collected the refining materials on the table and went out neatly. Small lives matter, let's talk about the refining tools or something later.

Outside the door, Mo Qing was sitting on the steps wiping the wooden sword, and not far away, Billow and Guachu were digging sweet potatoes in the small forest. God knows if there are sweet potatoes here, anyway they look like they are having a great time.

Tang Huan walked to Mo Qing's side and picked her up.

Mo Qing looked back at her silently, without saying a word, asking her what she was doing with his eyes.

Tang Huan coughed dryly, "Have fun?"

"..." Mo Qing turned around decisively and continued to wipe his sword.

She couldn't hold her own saber now, it was too heavy, so she could only take out the wooden sword made before. This wooden sword is as light as a feather and has a good texture. Although it is not as powerful as a spirit sword, it has no sluggishness in its spiritual power operation, and it can completely derive its spiritual power from the tip of the sword. It's a pity that Mo Qing can't use spiritual power at the moment, so he can only practice his moves with a sword, making gestures.

Even so, Mo Qing did not slack off, practiced his sword earnestly every day, and worked hard.

No wonder people can become big brothers.

Tang Huan took the wooden sword in her hand, looked at it twice, squeezed left and right with his spiritual power, and squeezed out the impurities. This wooden sword was made by Mo Qing in the first place. A whole piece of wood was carved into a wooden sword. There was nothing else, not even an impurity was removed. Tang Huan simply processed it for her and removed the impurities. The wooden sword became one size smaller, and the little Mo Qing held it just right.

She also pinched lines and grooves on the hilt of the sword, which fit Mo Qing's hand, and held it just right. Finally, a few spirit-guiding runes were engraved on the sword body—this is what Tang Huan worked out himself—the spirit-guiding rune text was used to make the magic weapon transmit spiritual power more smoothly, so that people use the magic weapon more smoothly. smoothly. However, this sword itself is similar to a "superconductor" with zero spiritual power transmission. If you increase the spiritual power transmission ability, the sword will actively absorb and release spiritual power from Mo Qing.

Although a lot of spiritual power in Mo Qing's body was sealed, the strength of the Nascent Soul Stage still remained, and the spiritual power was naturally not lacking. She just can't take the initiative to call out spiritual power. With this sword, the other party helped her withdraw spiritual power, then she only needs to swing the extracted spiritual power out to injure the enemy.

Although she has no sword intent, but with this sword, she can display the strength of the Nascent Soul Stage, and she is no longer the little girl who had no power to bind the chicken before.

Mo Qing's eyes brightened as soon as the sword returned to his hand.

The most terrifying thing for a monk was that her cultivation level was lost. Although Mo Qing just couldn't control her cultivation level, it still made her feel uncomfortable. Now that the cultivation base is back in control, her heart is also at ease.

"Although I don't know if you are like I thought." Tang Huan looked at her and spoke slowly, "But I still want to say, Senior Sister, don't let your powerful cultivation become an obstacle to your progress."

After she finished speaking, she let go of Mo Qing.

Mo Qing was taken aback for a moment, then looked back at Tang Huan steadily.

Junior sister Yao Jiu, what does this mean?

Tang Huan tilted his head and smiled, got up and ran to look for him. Mo Qing watched her in silence as she threw Kuankuan to the ground, then hugged Kuankuan a few times, then put Kuankuan on his head and wore a "leather hat" to pull the bamboo leaves to play.

Mo Qing: "..."

In the next few days, Mo Qing shut himself in the room and began to think carefully about what Tang Huan said.

What Tang Huan said was inexplicable at first, but she actually sent it to her. She seemed to vaguely noticed Mo Qing's mentality problem. The moment Mo Qing got the sword and breathed a sigh of relief, she felt that this was wrong.

The cultivation base is a powerful capital, yes, but the strength is not the same as the cultivation base. The strength of the heart should not be purely linked to the cultivation base and strength. Mo Qing lost control of the cultivation base, so he couldn't feel at ease. Although he seemed to be calm and blessed, he was not fearless in reality. It's her inner weakness.

Tang Huan didn't have this weakness. If she had one, she wouldn't think Mo Qing had such a problem. Just like Mo Qing's master and his junior brothers and sisters, they think this is normal. Of course, they will be worried and afraid if they lose their cultivation base, because they are monks and their cultivation base is everything to them.

Wrongly wrong.

A strong heart can only have awe of the Master of Heaven and Earth, not the fear of life and death and the fear of loss of cultivation. And why does the inner strength have to come from the unprotected cultivation base? That would be too vulnerable.

Tang Huan is a person with a strong heart. She is not afraid of losing her cultivation skills, and she is not afraid that her Tang Sect martial arts will be abolished. If she was afraid of this, then she would not step into the realm of cultivation, because for the monks, Tang Sect's martial arts practiced to the extreme is only a level of great perfection in refining Qi. After Tang Huan stepped into the realm of cultivation, there really was nothing. What to rely on.

But she is fearless, her strength comes from her self-confidence, confidence in her ability to reach the top. She believes that even if she has nothing, she can still reach the top again with the skills in her mind. So, what's so terrible? Even if she couldn't climb to the top, even if her dantian was abolished, she would be a mortal engineer, and she would still be able to live freely, so what's so terrible?

It doesn't matter which peak a person reaches when he lives, as long as he can live a wonderful life, he won't lose.

However, very few monks seem to have this consciousness, they take the cultivation base too seriously, even Mo Qing is no exception.

Why do monks need to keep up with their mentality when their strength is improved? Because people have too many weaknesses in their hearts, and their hearts are not strong enough, they simply cannot withstand further pressure. So why does Mo Qing's refining heart have to make her unable to control her cultivation base? If this process doesn't make any sense, then the person who creates the exercises is a fool.

They are obviously not stupid.

Mo Qing thought for three days, and finally realized it.

Sword repair, confidence comes from the sword. As long as the sword is in hand, even if you forget all the sword moves and lose all the cultivation base, you don't have to panic. Because the honed sword intent is engraved in the soul, it will never disappear because of the loss of cultivation base and the forgetting of sword moves.

Mo Qing shouldn't be able to control Jianyi, but she couldn't control it anymore. It was not the reason for the practice, but her own problem.

She thought that if the cultivation base was out of control, the sword intent would also be out of control. The more she thought so, the more she couldn't control it. Finally, she really couldn't control it. The exercise technique sealed her cultivation base, in order to let her rebuild a confident and strong heart with the sword in her hand, and by the way, she can concentrate on honing her sword intent instead of practicing sword skills, let alone practicing spiritual power. It's ridiculous that she didn't think until now. clear.

In the early morning of the fourth day, Mo Qing properly placed the wooden sword and his usual saber in the storage ring, and took an ordinary mortal sword again. It was a long, long time ago when she left in the mortal world. bought. It is neither a world-famous sword circulated among mortals nor a good sword made of fine iron. It is just the most common iron sword without any strengths.

She stood on the clearing with the sword in her arms, quietly observing the reflection of the sun on the sword, and the breeze being divided by the blade... Observing everything about this sword, as if to see through it.

Tang Huan yawned and pushed the door out. He saw this scene and suddenly thought that the child had taken the wrong medicine.

She walked over and circled Mo Qing twice, and touched her forehead, muttering to herself: "I don't have a fever..."

Mo Qing: "..."

She just understands this sword!

After the epiphany, she found that her sword intent seemed sharp and bullying, but in fact it was so bad that it was all flaws, and she needed to reconsolidate the sword intent.

The flawless sword intent should be able to condense into a complete long sword, and it is also a flawless sword with infinite power. But Mo Qing's sword intent couldn't be condensed into a sword, not to mention, what was condensed barely, it was just gorgeous on the outside, and the inside was riddled with holes and holes.

Therefore, Mo Qing intends to understand the sword first, and then shape the sword.

The simpler the sword, the more the meaning of the sword can be felt from above. Because famous swords will be given more spirituality by skillful craftsmen, and spirituality will obscure the essence of the sword. The uncharacteristic ordinary iron sword in Mo Qing's hand was, on the contrary, the simplest sword.

Tang Huan listened to her explanation and blinked: "So that's it, then you go ahead, don't blow too much cold wind and get a fever."

It's about to enter late autumn, it's hard to get a fever.

"She's amazing." Tang Huan sighed on the way to Fangshi from Tianyifeng.

She just mentioned something casually that day, and Mo Qing figured it out, and progressed so fast. Not only solved the problem of xinxing, but also realized that the sword intent was wrong, and the efficiency was very high.

But Tang Huan didn't quite understand this. She was a layman, and she understood it after the organ piglet explained it to her.

"So..." Tang Huan stroked his hair, "She owes me a big favor, so after she recovers, she can't trouble me anymore?"

Hearing her excited voice, the organ pig was silent.

Host, can you be a little prosperous? Staring at these trivial things every day.

"But I just made a sword for her, and she actually changed it without using it! It's too much! This is despising me!" Tang Huan said, suddenly angry, "I'm going to find her to settle the account. !"

The organ piggy immediately stopped: "You haven't bought anything yet!" Can grandma stop making trouble?

Tang Huan snorted, then let Mo Qing go for the time being and buy things first.

As a result of talking and working lightly, Tang Huan overturned the car again. Fortunately, there were no mountains in the downtown area, so she didn't hit the top of the mountain this time. He just flew over his head, so he made an emergency landing, and accidentally knocked over the bottles and cans on the other's stall.

The stall owner was very talkative, he smiled slightly, as if a holy light shrouded his whole body: "A bottle of pill and ten middle-grade spirit stones. You knocked over 37 bottles. I think you are cheaper, three hundred and sixty-five. How about a medium-grade spirit stone?"

Tang Huan: "..." Not so, the broken medicine is in her storage ring.

However, if his business broke down, he still had to pay for it. Tang Huan honestly gave 365 middle-grade spirit stones and took away 37 bottles of eggless pill.

This pill is expensive, but there are only three first-class top-grade pill in one bottle. The first-level pill sold by others is at least ten in a bottle, and even if the color is the best, it will not be so expensive. I really don't know where this self-confidence is sold so expensive, no wonder it hasn't been sold for a long time.

It was because of his luck that he ran into the bully Tang Huan.

After paying the money, the stall owner’s smile suddenly became more warm and friendly.

He immediately put away the remaining three bottles of elixirs, not to mention that he would give them to Tang Huan as a fortune, and put them back into his storage bag stingy. After doing this, he said to Tang Huan: "When we meet, we are destined, this fellow Taoist, let's make friends. At Xiamu Xiuya, the new apprentice of Elder Danyuan."

Elder Pill Yuan is the most powerful alchemist in Tianyanzong, and is also a nine-rank alchemist at the master level, and his status is comparable to that of elder Tianlian.

When he introduced this way, Tang Huan suddenly remembered who he was, no wonder he was familiar with it.

This person is the holy father of the light and spiritual root, and ran to become an alchemist. Lin Yingxin's master asked Lin Yingxin to please two people, one is Mu Xiuya who refines alchemy, and the other is Tang Huan who refines tools. However, Mu Xiuya rebuked her with the same sex, Lin Yingxin didn't want to come in contact with her, and Tang Huan didn't put Lin Yingxin in his eyes at all, and Lin Yingxin hadn't been pleased up to now.

Unexpectedly, I was lucky today and ran into this children's shoes directly.

"Tang Huan, a closed disciple of Elder Tianlian."

Mu Xiuya was smart, and he was afraid he would have recognized Tang Huan. At this moment, after listening to Tang Huan’s self-introduction, she knew that she probably didn’t like other people's dao names, so she called "Sister Tang" kindly. .

The rules of Tian Yanzong's sect are very chaotic, and whether to call senior sister or senior sister to look at many aspects. Sometimes it depends on the level of cultivation, and sometimes it depends on the seniority of each master. If you don't want to go up and down, and if the two are still the same freshmen, you can see the ranking of the secret trial at the time.

Therefore, Tang Huan is naturally the senior sister. Although Mo Feng and Tang Huan were tied for first place, he also humbly claimed to be a junior under the excuse that "Senior Sister Yao Jiu got together the quest items to leave the trial secret realm before me".

Then Tang Huan became the great sister of the new students in this world.

She felt that she was suffering. She wanted to pretend to be tender, but she became the boss inexplicably.

The most overwhelming thing is that a lot of juniors looked older than her, such as that Mo Feng, or this Mu Xiuya. A big loss!

Although Tang Huan was older than this group of people in his previous life...

After making friends, naturally they will not go back to each house to find each mother. Mu Xiuya felt that Tang Huan had a good temperament (not angry after being cheated by money), and Tang Huan felt that Mu Xiuya could develop into a bad friend (together as a profiteer and deceive people for money), so the two of them hit it off and found a restaurant to ask for it. Between the elegant rooms, he went in and whispered.

This time Tang Huan came to Fang City, not to play, she came to buy things and sell things to advertise.

As a refiner, it is impossible to just bury her head and work hard. She has to sell the things she trains to make money, otherwise she will not be able to sit and eat for a long time. And don't make a reputation by selling things, no one outside knows her name!

Therefore, Tang Huan decided to sell something under the advice of Xiaozhu, and bought some low-level refining materials that were almost used up in his warehouse. If someone asks her to customize a magic weapon—although the possibility is very low—that would be great.

Most of the things Tang Huan refined before were combined with interstellar weapons. The lethality was too great to sell to cultivators during the Qi refining period. It would be better to keep them for making high-grade magical tools in the future and sell them to big men in the cultivation world. They are better. A few months later, it was the sect competition. The little rookie in the refining period needed to take advantage of the magic weapon and the elixir that can improve the cultivation level or remove the erysipelas impurities in the body. Tang Huan decided to take Xiuya together.

Both of them are in the Qi refining period, and they are both first-grade alchemist refiners, and they can pack and sell things to squeeze the pockets of those rookies to the maximum.

Mu Xiuya was really interested in this deal, but he and Tang Huan were obviously not good seedlings suitable for selling things as profiteers. You can tell from Mu Xiuya selling a pill for a long time.

Mu Xiuya thought for a while and suggested that Tang Huan bring another person into the group: "What do you think of the ink style?"

When this guy was still a mortal, he was a ruthless character with an empty gloved white wolf.

The author has something to say: two in one (⊙v⊙) taking advantage of the weekend to continue to add more updates

The calculation is wrong, I didn’t write about the Big Bi today, and the Big Bi will be better tomorrow_(:з」∠)_

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☆、②⑧Start

It is a fool to have money and not make money. Mo Feng immediately agreed as soon as he received Mu Xiuya's letter.

Speaking of the fact that these two people will get together, it is because of a coincidence that they took on a sect task of teamwork before, and then they worked together to pit a few ill-intentioned brothers in the foundation construction period, and thus forged a deep revolutionary friendship. In this way, the sect is indeed not so peaceful, and there are countless people who dare to attack the same sect in the boundless forest.

The head and the elders didn't know what to think, they opened one eye and closed another, as long as they didn't do anything in the Tianyan Sect realm outside the boundless forest, they would ignore it.

It didn't take long for the ink to arrive gracefully.

Mu Xiuya and him pretended to wherever he went, and he was obviously used to the force of the ink style. Tang Huan looked at this little apprentice who hadn't seen him a few times with interest. He was still Mo Qing's little apprentice.

"I have seen Senior Sister Tang, Junior Brother Mu, don't come here unharmed." Mo Feng is still so good at being a human being, and he doesn't speak hurriedly, making it very comfortable to listen to.

The effect was remarkable. Tang Huan, the visual and auditory animal, immediately responded with great kindness to Mo Feng.

The three people discussed the cooperation matters, and finally set a complete process.

Tang Huan and Mu Xiuya were in charge of refining alchemy and refining tools, and Mofeng helped to sell them. He took 30% of the profit, but the price guaranteed to be sold was much higher than the market. The quality of the output of two people is definitely not to worry, it is definitely better than the market, but Mofeng promises to sell at least twice the high price, which is not an easy task.

Mu Xiuya didn't know how to do business, and Tang Huan was too lazy to care. She knew that it would be difficult to sell twice with this little quality advantage, but she didn't say much. Since Mo Feng dared to pack the ticket, she would see if the other party could do it.

So the three of them made a happy decision, and Tang Huan went back to Tianyi Peak directly after purchasing the raw materials.

Selling at a high price is naturally not a route of small profits but quick turnover. Tang Huan and Mu Xiuya don't need mass production at all. Mofeng probably intends to use hunger marketing, and at the same time borrow the name of the master behind the two people to raise the price.

This is undoubtedly beneficial to both Tang Huan. Tang Huan is not short of money, but she lacks fame. Refiners and alchemists want to sell things at a high price and want to be respected by others. It is not enough to rely on their inheritance and their own alchemy level. They also need public opinion to build momentum.

Elder Tian Lian is also very famous in the outside world. Naturally, he is not just relying on his ninth-rank refiner's identity, but also Tian Yanzong's operation behind him.

In the same way, Mofeng also needs to rely on this time to build momentum for itself. The top six seniors refused to take over the position of head, but Mo Feng was an ambitious person, he wanted to be head. The head disciple's name alone is not strong enough, he needs to manage it carefully, reputation and human heart are indispensable. The prestige of the senior brothers and sisters has been spread throughout the Tian Yanzong, it is not easy to overwhelm them, but if they can't be overwhelmed, his succession to the head will be very bumpy, and there will always be people who will not accept him.

Mu Xiuya and Tang Huan presented a good opportunity. Mofeng could spend his own money to buy the best quality batch, and then sell it at a half price and give it to some talented but shy disciples to win hearts and minds. Anyway, it is definitely profitable overall, so there is no need to be stingy.

Besides, holding a large number of high-quality elixirs and magical instruments in hand, and at the same time befriending the future alchemy masters, can increase his reputation by itself.

Mofeng's elixirs and magical instruments were sold like a raging fire.

Tang Huan didn't care much, she only needed to produce five artifacts every day, and then occasionally work overtime to make some customized artifacts. She left her to make arrangements for the rest of the time, but because she had to contact Mo Feng every day and couldn't take the opportunity to retreat, Tang Huan simply stopped doing business. In his spare time, he would accompany Billow to play, occasionally molesting Xiao Moqing.

"I heard that you and my younger brother are reselling the pill and magical instruments?" Mo Qing sat beside Tang Huan, staring at him in a daze, and started talking about something.

Even Mo Qing, who doesn't ask about world affairs, knew the news, she must have heard what Guachu said. And Gua Chu was a temperament who didn't go out to listen to gossip. Obviously, this time the incident was a big deal, and it shocked the entire sect.

However, this is just a small business in the eyes of the big guys, and most of them don't care about it after they have heard it.

Tang Huan stretched out lazily, and lay back, the soft grass was quite comfortable. Tang Huan stretched out his hand to pull Mo Qing down and lay down together, yawning: "Ah, yes, I made a lot of money!"

There are still a lot of rich people in the sect, and they often go to the Boundless Forest to do missions to kill monsters with a little diligence, and they can get a lot of spirit stones. However, the group of children had saved the spirit stones for several years, and now they were all in Tang Huan and the three of them's bags.

"Zongmen Dabi is not allowed to take pill, nor use consumables such as talisman. How come the pill will sell so well?" Guachu asked curiously.

Tang Huan rolled over, lay on the ground, and poked at Billow, who was crawling to her side: "The elixir that increases the cultivation base and removes erysipelas is selling well."

One is to increase the spiritual power in the body after taking it, and the other is to remove the erysipelas accumulated due to excessive consumption of the pill. The two are sold together, and the sales are very hot. Most monks don't have such good conditions as Tang Huan. Not only do they have a spiritual vein in their body, but they also live in Tianyi Peak, which is full of spiritual energy. Where they live, spiritual energy is scarce, and they often have to extract spiritual power from spiritual stones for cultivation. Many people have low cultivation bases not because of poor talents, but because there are not so many spiritual stones that can be used for cultivation.

It is obviously more cost-effective to take a pill than to practice with spirit stones, but erysipelas is a little troublesome.

Tie Cock Mu Xiuya made a lot of money. At this moment, seeing Tang Huan and Mo Feng obviously more generous, he also offered to treat him to dinner. Tang Huan, who was worried about being dragged to eat wontons from the stall, refused decisively.

Tang Huan recently figured out a snack made of pickled bamboo leaves, made it once, and Gumball liked it very much.

After the second batch of bamboo leaves was finished, Tang Huan gave Mo Qing a mouthful of bamboo leaves.

Mo Qing: "..." So salty!

Tang Huan ate a small piece with a smile. This bamboo leaf is the bamboo leaf of Lingzhu, not as hard as the bamboo fiber. Because it grows on Tianyi Peak with ample aura, the leaves also contain sufficient aura, and the whole body is comfortable after eating.

It tastes good, but if you eat too much, it feels a little salty, so it is more suitable for serving. For the sake of deliciousness, Tang Huan didn't care about eating bamboo leaves.

Mo Qing swallowed the bamboo leaves with difficulty, hugged a glass of water and drank it cleanly, then sighed and looked at Tang Huan, who was not doing anything right. ......"

Tang Huan's state didn't look like someone who was going to the Big Competition at all, but rather like someone who was going to watch the game.

"It doesn't matter." Tang Huan waved his hand, "No problem in the top ten."

What else did Mo Qing want to say, he swallowed after seeing her like this.

Yesterday, Elder Tian Lian specially came to Tang Huan and asked her to fight for the first place. At this moment, Tang Huan had a satisfied attitude in the top ten, and she didn't know if Elder Tian Lian would be choked with suffocation.

Three days later, Tang Huan got up refreshed, and pulled out the sect disciple suit that he had never worn. The dress of the disciple of Tian Yanzong is a blue dress with wide sleeves, which looks very nice. But Tang Huan prefers Tangmen school uniforms, and basically doesn't wear them on weekdays.

The Zongmen Grand Competition is a grand event in the Zongmen, and you have to wear it. Later, when Tang Huan followed the Zongmen organization to go to places like the secret realm of Heaven and Cloud during the foundation construction period, he would also have to change into this formal dress.

It's good to wear it casually, no one will care about it.

Since the sect of the six major forces in the cultivation world have been out of time, during this period of time, there will be other sects of power to bring their disciples to observe the ceremony. Those who came were all the best among the disciples. They could find someone to compete in Tian Yanzong. The place of the competition was on the stage of competition. There would be a lot of people watching. If they lose to people from other sects, it would be ashamed.

"Be careful yourself, you, the genius disciples of the new group of disciples, have long been spotted by them." Organ Xiaozhu reminded before leaving.

Tang Huan smiled indifferently, but she had prepared a lot of magic weapons in advance, with all kinds of magical functions, she was afraid that she could not deal with others?

The mechanism piglet thought of those simple and rude magical artifacts, and the corners of his eyes jumped. It remembered that there was a magical artifact puppet in it, who was specialized in picking people's shoes. The shoe fell off while slapped, and the picture must be beautiful.

Are you going back to pick up shoes? Or continue to fight barefoot? This is a big problem.

"Are you sure you won't be scolded if you throw those magical artifacts out?" Organ Xiaozhu was very worried.

Tang Huan is righteous and confident: "They bully a weak refiner, they are shameless!"

"..." Why are you weak! Do you have any misunderstandings about weakness?

"Junior sister." Pushing the door, Mo Qing stood quietly holding the sword in the open and waiting for her, "I will go with you."

Life and death on the battle stage, Mo Qing was worried that Tang Huan would go alone, planning to go over and watch. No matter what the situation is, she can rescue Tang Huan in time. Although she doesn't think something will happen to Tang Huan, who knows if the other party will play a black hand. There is no doubt that the righteous monks are not as decent as they look on the surface.

Tang Huan looked at her hesitantly for a while: "But Sister...Are you sure that after you go out, don't others think that Mo Qingzhen has an illegitimate daughter?"

"..."

"Senior Sister, your fame in your entire life will be ruined~"

Mo Qing was silent for a while, but didn't intend to hear good words from Tang Huan's mouth. She pretended not to hear Tang Huan's complaints, and said lightly: "The time is coming, let's go."

Tang Huan curled his lips boringly, snorted softly, and picked it up.