Farming, raising monsters, cultivating immortals, and seeking immortality

"Today's achievements are ultimately the accumulation of the past. Brother Chen, it's okay." The red snake demon comforted Chen Molai.

As a snake demon who has read poetry and books, he still knows how to be grateful.

Over the years, he had no worries about food, drinks, books, and spiritual stones, and all of this was attributed to the monk in front of him who took him out of the mysterious cave.

Otherwise, even if he and Qing'er are great demons that form pills, the outside monks will still find ways to capture him and kill him. After all, monsters are full of treasures!

"Haha, Fellow Taoist Red can still see clearly."

"Headmaster Chen, I wonder why you are so generous."

While talking, Tian Suqin also paced and walked out of the yard with a resentful look on her face.

Wearing a tight-fitting plain robe, she tied her long hair casually behind her back. Her face was flushed from the heat of the fire. She walked step by step gracefully.

"What are you talking about, Fellow Daoist Tian?" Chen Mo asked with a smile.

"This is the first time these two seniors have come into contact with alchemy! If this continues, I may have to pack up and leave in less than half a year!"

Tian Suqin went from being surprised at the beginning, to numbness later, and now to relief. In just ten days, she saw the diversity of living things.

And she gradually realized that some creatures were born to be made of alchemy materials.

She had been practicing hard for several years, but she was actually not as good as others by a few days. This gap was a bit hard for her to accept.

But come to think of it, these are two great alchemy demons, and the golden elixir is a state that she may not be able to achieve in her lifetime. If two golden elixirs are to cooperate in refining the first-level elixir, isn't it just killing a chicken with a sledgehammer?

"Haha, Fellow Daoist Tian is joking, you have to stay for one year, right?"

Tian Suqin raised the corner of her mouth and smiled: "That's what you said." After saying that, she turned around and left, "I'm going to rest. I'm tired these days. I'll let you do it."

Wen Haowen on the side was stunned for a moment, but he soon understood.

She just sent the message specifically to see Chen Mo's reaction. It seemed that the other party didn't care about those spiritual stones.

The obvious purpose of doing this is to stagger the alchemy and weapon refining, and take a break, so that the time can be extended, and everyone can get paid while practicing!

"Fellow Taoists, do you need a break?"

"Need not."

It has only been a few days, and not much spiritual energy has been consumed at all.

After saying that, the red snake demon controlled the Qi-nourishing pills in the pill furnace. There were eight pills in total. They flew in eight different directions directly to the mouths of the seven little snakes and Xiao Kang.

At first, Chen Mo searched hard and only got one pill, but now he was giving it to a few little snakes as jelly beans for free.

Even Wen Haowen on the side was a little embarrassed.

"Brother Chen, do you have any associated ores? Or other materials for refining weapons?"

Chen Mo thought for a while, and it seemed that he had never paid attention to the art of weapon refining in recent years, nor had he bought any materials for it.

Just when he was about to shake his head, something suddenly sounded!

He pulled out a pile of about thirty purple light bamboos from the storage ring, piled them on the ground, and said, "Can these be used? I think they are also materials used for refining magic weapons."

Wen Haowen glanced at it and was about to say that ordinary bamboo cannot withstand tempering, not even a first-level magic weapon.

But after he took another look, he immediately rushed to the pile of bamboos and carefully identified them.

After a while, Wen Haowen, who was lying on the bamboo, raised his head, looked at Chen Mo beside him, swallowed his saliva, and asked, "Is this Purple Light Bamboo?"

"Probably so."

The next moment, the other party stood up excitedly and said: "I don't want any reward, just give me these purple light bamboos!"

"Is this enough?" Chen Mo was a little embarrassed.

After all, this is only a second-level spiritual plant. Although it usually takes nine years to mature, he originally harvested a small bamboo forest with about two to three hundred roots.

He tried this thing, but it couldn't be burned when used as firewood. It would be good to use it as a dog-beating stick after peeling it.

If conditions didn't allow it, he could have planted fairy jade vines.

That was a third-level spiritual plant.

Wen Haowen was stunned for a moment, but then he understood.

What do you mean by "this is enough?", doesn't this make it clear that the other party has a lot more!

Only then did he realize why the three major families and other immortal sects were all friendly with Chen Mo. The man in front of him probably had many rare spiritual plants!

"That's enough, use them first! I will provide some other consumables. I will make a list for you later. If you have time, someone can send some over. Those are not very valuable." Wen Haowen was afraid that Chen Mo would regret it, so he directly Thirty purple light bamboos were collected.

Just as he was about to enter the courtyard, a figure suddenly flashed over.

When the wind calmed down and everyone calmed down, Wen Haowen finally saw the person coming clearly. Who was it if it wasn't the Ouyang Dongqing who made other golden elixirs fearful?

‘Why is he here? ’

I saw the other party spread his hands, looking like he was asking me for money, and said: "I have used up the spiritual plants, I still want more."

"So fast?"

Chen Mo was a little surprised. He still remembered that he had just given him a few hundred kilograms last month. How long had it been?

Twenty days?

These spiritual plants are enough to draw hundreds of talismans. Even if he keeps drawing every day, it is impossible to use them up?

"Is this fast? Now I can draw 12 talismans at the same time!" Ouyang Dongqing raised his head proudly.

Now, it can basically be said that he has won.

Puppet can also draw talismans, his master and Longhumen were all wrong!

Chen Mo shook his head helplessly and took out various spiritual plants from the storage ring, which added up to more than a thousand kilograms.

When the other party was about to take it, Chen Mo suddenly put it away.

"What are you doing!" Ouyang Dongqing, whose face was covered with grease and eyes were full of bloodshot, was so anxious that he pinched his throat to speak.

"Do you know the immortal gate Motai Mountain we built?"

"What a crappy name, I don't know, give it to me quickly."

On the side, Wen Haowen couldn't help but look at Chen Mo twice more.

If I saw it right just now, it was about a thousand kilograms of Rehmannia secret grass, Lingguan flower, purple magic mushroom, and snake flower, right?

These are all second-level spiritual plants, are there really so many?

"I am still in danger as a foundation-building stage..."

Before he finished speaking, another stack of talismans was stuffed into Chen Mo's hands: "One hundred positive thunder talismans. I need to deduce the Nine Nether Soul Guiding Talisman. I don't have time to draw this stuff all the time."

"Positive... positive thunder talisman?" Wen Haowen on the side widened his eyes and looked at the thick stack in the other party's hand in disbelief. Any one of them could smash him to ashes.

Unexpectedly, Ouyang Dongqing took out a hundred at once? !

"That's not what I meant. What I meant was that the Immortal Sect lacks an elder. What do you think, Senior Ouyang?"

Chen Mo had this plan a long time ago. It's useless to be in name only these days. You still have to have an actual position.

"You want me to be the elder of your Yantai Mountain?"

"Motai Mountain!"

"Motai Mountain."

"Yes."

Ouyang Dongqing was just a little crazy, but he was not stupid at all.

He thought about it and said, "As long as there is enough juice, I agree."

"Deal!"