Immortal in my old age, I will live forever

Chapter 96 108~109: The Golden Stove Fires to the Fullest
The cave of Crane Nvxiu is similar to Chen Dengming's cave, and the area is similar. There are two quiet rooms for cultivation, a room for refining weapons, a room for painting symbols, a room for spiritual pets, and an artificial hot spring that has been consolidated by the formation. Two bedrooms, a living room, and a small vegetable garden that can be used to grow spiritual plants, etc.

Although the other party was a monk in the mid-stage of foundation establishment and a master craftsman of the Changchun sect, his status was slightly higher than that of other foundation establishment deacons, but the Changchun sect did not make any special treatment in terms of Dongfu treatment.

The two sat opposite each other in the cave hall.

The fire in the golden stove is blazing, and the crane girl practiced the cloudy and flowing water to make tea, pouring high and pouring low, covering the lid with foam, and pouring shrimp silk water into the beaker after heating the pot.

A scent of spiritual tea immediately filled the entire cave, filled with spiritual energy.

Chen Dengming took a deep breath of the fragrance of the tea, and said with a sigh, "Senior Sister He is not only good at making tea, but this spiritual tea is also not easy.

Such spiritual tea, even if ordinary people just take a sip, they will be guaranteed to be free from disease for several years, and will not be infected by any disease. "

He Nvxiu was praised by Chen Dengming so much that she couldn't help laughing, and said, "Junior Brother Chen, you have a very cute mouth. With so many foundations in the sect, I think you are the best at talking and coaxing people."

Chen Dengming was surprised, "Sister's recognition is considered a compliment by me."

"Ha ha."

He Yingyu finally let out a silver bell-like laugh. As her name suggests, she is slender and tall, with a sultry figure and quite charming. Although she is not as beautiful as Luo Bing and Xu Wei, she has a mature and intellectual charm.

At this time, after looking at Chen Dengming again, she personally brought a cup of tea over, and said with a smile before saying anything, "You don't have to talk nicely, Junior Brother, I have been asked by Senior Brother Liang to repair the magic weapon for you.

If you have a request, you can ask for it, but if you want my senior sister to post it backwards, it will not work. "

"Naturally, Junior Brother doesn't think that just by saying a few nice words, Senior Sister can make a magic weapon for me at your own expense. Then my mouth is too precious."

He Yingyu smiled, laughed again, feeling impolite, she just covered her mouth with her sleeve and snickered, thinking that Junior Brother Chen was really quite interesting.

The other deacons who established the foundation in the school came to her as guests, and they were mostly polite and polite, or they were taciturn and asked me to answer.

There are very few people like Chen Dengming who are humorous and bold. The key is that he is bold but polite, just right, humble and calm, and it is hard not to have a good impression.

For a while, the two chatted while drinking tea, but the atmosphere between the two was also lively.

He Yingyu brews tea like Guan Gong patrols the city, and Chen Dengming asks questions like Han Xin orders soldiers. Many questions are afraid to be discussed in a shallow way, and they can only be asked as soon as they are asked. on the instrument.

"Junior Brother Chen, senior sister is easy to refine the top-level magic weapon of this level, but the materials are hard to find. You should know that the value of the top-level magic weapon of the first level is actually similar to that of the lower-level magic weapon of the second level. A bit more expensive."

"Oh? Why is this? Is it because the refining materials for magic weapons are hard to find?"

"That's right, the first-order top-level magic weapon has stricter requirements on materials, even better materials than the second-level low-level magic weapon, and it consumes less aura when activated.

In addition, this kind of magic weapon is quite sought after by the children of some aristocratic families or sects, so the value is sometimes even higher.

But the power of the second-tier low-level magic weapon is definitely better than the first-tier top-level magic weapon, but it needs to consume spiritual energy to activate it, so it is not suitable for Qi training monks who only have spiritual energy."

"What about the second-tier intermediate or even advanced instruments?"

"The power is naturally greater, but the consumption of aura is different. At present, the senior sister can only refine the second-level intermediate magic weapon at most, and the failure rate will be very high. This level of magic weapon corresponds to the middle stage of foundation establishment. There are more spirits.

Therefore, if the younger brother needs to change the magic weapon, the senior sister suggests that the second-level low-level or the first-level top-level one should be used first, which is easier to control and less expensive. "

"Then if I need to refine a second-level low-level magic weapon sword, how much spirit stone will it cost?"

"It depends on the requirements of the younger brother and the material of the magic weapon, but it will cost about one to three high-grade spirit stones."

Chen Dengming was heartbroken when he heard the words.

Although he had expected it a long time ago, but if it was really so expensive, it might cost him all his property for just one magic weapon.

"That. Sister He, look at this."

After a cup of tea.

Chen Dengming flew out of Senior Sister He's cave, smiled and asked her to stop, and then returned to his cave satisfied.

The communication after that basically achieved Chen Dengming's goal, and he was very satisfied.

Senior Sister He said that she would not suffer a loss, but she still suffered a little in the end, saying that she would refine a second-level low-level magic weapon similar to a light-reflecting mirror for him at the cost price without charging a refining fee. There is a lot to go beyond the first-level advanced lighting and anti-spiritual realm.

As for the Ice Spirit Knife, this magic weapon was damaged during the battle, and the repair cost was subsidized by the sect, which was equivalent to subsidizing 30 yuan for middle-grade spirit stones.

Therefore, after Chen Dengming gave up on the repair, he could directly pay another 60 yuan of middle-grade spirit stones as the cost material fee, and asked Senior Sister He to refine another second-level low-level magic weapon sword.

The cost of the second-order low-level magic weapon is between one high-grade spirit stone and three. Chen Dengming spent nearly the cost and material cost of one high-grade spirit stone. In fact, the final finished magic weapon is equivalent to three high-grade spirit stones. The little best.

In the end, Chen Dengming only needed to take out 140 middle-grade spirit stones to get two low-level magic weapons of the second order.

The medium-grade spirit stones in his own hands are now only more than 40 pieces left.

However, after selling some of the magic tools obtained from Yuxiu in the past, plus the obsolete lighting mirrors that need to be sold, etc., it can barely make up the refining cost.

"I used to think that I was very rich among the monks in the Qi training period, until I suddenly became a foundation-building monk"

Chen Dengming returned to the cave, with his hands in his pockets, pacing on the spot, frowning, feeling the huge gap between the rich and the poor.

In the communication with Nvxiu He, it can be clearly felt.

Even if the other party just said the cost of some high-grade spirit stones very plainly, and didn't deliberately pretend to be 13, but such plain words are the most heart-wrenching and deadly.

He can also observe the wealth of this master craftsman from this, and he can be called the white rich beauty and strong woman among the foundation-building monks.

In the sect, except for the fake alchemy master Liang, the other foundation-building cultivators who want to form a pair of Taoist couples with He Nuxiu, probably can't afford the bride price.

But if he can afford the dowry, and He Nvxiu likes it, then he will surely make money without losing money.

"Now I have to figure out a way to get rid of all the magic tools in my hand and replace them all with spirit stones. If there is still a shortage of spirit stones, maybe I have to learn spirit script and write Taoism to make money for a living."

Now he has cultivated many Taoism to the master level, and after learning spiritual scripts, he can combine Taoism with his own spiritual ideas, and record his understanding and formulas of Taoism in blank jade slips for sale.

However, he once heard that the matter of burning Taoism is also very troublesome. It needs to consume energy and damage brainpower.

But now, in order to obtain powerful instruments and replace their own equipment, they are really short of money, and they may have to try in the future.

"After these batches of instruments are sold, let's see the income."

The matter of the magic weapon is a big deal.

Chen Dengming had a deep understanding of that blood ghost Taoist two days ago.

The opponent's blood shadow magic sword easily pierced his Gengjin gong and black iron shirt.

In the end, besides the cloak, the opponent also had a special talisman that could form protection.

As for his Ice Spirit Saber, as soon as it came into contact with the opponent's magic weapon, the long whip, he was beaten to a loss of spirituality and the magic weapon was damaged.

If he was holding a low-level magic weapon of the second rank, the sword, he wouldn't be so passive. The blood demon dared to raise his hand to block, and his hand was chopped off.

Chen Dengming walked to the Dongfu table and slapped the storage bag casually.

With a flash of inspiration, a map floated out and spread out on the table.

He looked carefully for a moment, and finally his eyes fell on a large market near Changshouzong.

This square city is called Chang'an Square, which is more than three times larger than Changle Square. It was opened by the Longevity Sect. On weekdays, there are often monks from the Longevity Sect on patrol. It is guarded by strong men, and its safety is guaranteed. It is about 1000 kilometers away from the Changchun Sect. miles away.

With his current escape speed, it only takes half an hour to fly there at full speed, and it only takes an hour to fly there at a constant speed.

"Those demon sect thieves, even if some people invaded, they didn't dare to go so far. Enter the Longevity Sect's territory and play wild, that's really old longevity."

Chen Dengming put away the map, ready to go to Chang'an Square now.

Not only did he have to take advantage of the opportunity to sell the magical artifacts in his hands, but he also had to buy a shelter for the little formation that could resist the prying eyes of other people's spiritual sense.

After opening the protective closed-door formation of the cave, Chen Dengming left all the Gu worms in the cave, kicked the black cloud leopard lying flat at the door, ordered the cave guardian spirit beast to keep an eye on the door, and then left.

After half a cup of tea.

A ray of light galloped across the sky, heading towards the direction of the Longevity Sect deep in the hinterland of the Eastern Region.

In the twilight, Chen Dengming has changed his appearance again, intending to go to the transaction in a low-key manner with another identity, so as not to attract attention.

Although his Ice Spirit Saber has been damaged, its spirituality has been greatly lost, and the originally golden and clear blade seems to be stained with ink, but the impact on escape speed is not too great.

Hurrying along the way, with the fierce wind whistling in his ears, Chen Dengming's way of driving and momentum was much more arrogant than that during the Qi training period.

Even if some monster birds bumped into them along the way, they hurriedly avoided them.

The monsters in the foundation-building period are almost hard to come across in the hinterland of the Eastern Region. All of them have become spirits, much smarter than the stupid leopards. The stupid ones have already been hunted and killed by the foundation-building monks of the Longevity Sect.

Chen Dengming speculated why in some biographical novels, swordsmen are often seen fighting for justice, killing demons and eliminating demons.

I'm afraid that a small part of it is fictional, a small part is real, and most of it is because monsters are proper resources.

Different from the place where monsters are raised in captivity in the Wanli Frontier Gathering Area, there are really foundation-building monsters who dare to come and go in the Longevity Sect's territory. For the foundation-building monks here, it is a moving treasure.

Form a team and go to kill them, let alone earn several high-grade spirit stones, but it is a bit similar to Chen Dengming playing games in his previous life and forming a group to fight against wild bosses.

After more than 20 minutes, Chen Dengming had galloped five hundred miles and consumed about [-]% of his aura.

He slowed down his flying speed and changed to a constant speed, breathing back while flying.

This was difficult to do in the past, but after the spiritual root aptitude has been improved again, he is now a middle-level top-grade spiritual root aptitude.

In the state of flying at a constant speed, the speed of energy recovery has slightly surpassed the consumption, and it is no longer a state of being unable to make ends meet.

After another half an hour, the surrounding air gradually increased, and even some small spirit boats flew across the sky.

There was also someone riding a flying monster with Meiji in his arms, who looked like a playboy from the Xiuxian family, very arrogant.

Chen Dengming glanced at the flying monster, and found that it was far worse than the silly leopard, and he was secretly complacent.

Looking ahead again, a large and prosperous market has appeared.

Without a city wall, a transparent enchantment formed by a huge formation emits bursts of spiritual waves, just like a city wall.

There are dozens of streets and hundreds of alleys in it, which are connected vertically and horizontally like a network. They are all crowded with people, golden powder towers, and many monks hang out in it.

In mid-air, there are buildings floating in mid-air under the great force of the formation field, and there are even rivers like spiritual springs converging, like ribbons, floating and flowing between the mid-air buildings in Fangshi. The spirit fish was swimming, looking extremely magnificent and luxurious.

"Great handwriting, big handwriting, this large-scale formation, don't you have to consume ten high-grade spirit stones a day? Extravagance, it proves that this Chang'an Square makes a lot of money every day and earns more. It is worthy of my Longevity Sect."

Chen Dengming felt a burst of pride. In the future, he will use the Changchun School as a springboard to join the Longevity Sect. Now it is considered a family, and it can be said that it is his sect.

But soon, Chen Dengming couldn't be happy.

I can see from afar that there is a fee to enter Fangshi, and the fee is as high as half a middle-grade spirit stone, and the identity of the guide needs to be verified.

As a foundation-building monk of the Changchun Sect, he may have discounts or even free admission.

But this time he used so many magic weapons, he didn't intend to reveal his clean identity in the Changchun faction from the beginning.

Now, taking advantage of the opportunity of queuing up, he performed the Bone Shrinking Kung Fu together with Ling, slightly adjusted his appearance, and changed back to Gao Hu's identity and appearance, and put the Breath Containing Bead in his mouth.

Entering Fangshi, you have to verify the way to lead, which is stricter than Changlefang, which is unexpected, and it may also be due to the recent infiltration of Western Region demon cultivators.

Chen Dengming originally planned to enter Fangshi with another strange appearance, but now he has no choice but to return to Xiao Gao first.

After a cup of tea, Chen Dengming, as Gao Hu, walked around many magic weapon shops in Fangshi for a while, and after knowing the market price clearly, he looked happy.

"Affected by the war recently, the price of magical artifacts has increased a lot. As expected, the greater the wind and waves, the more expensive the fish.

However, it should only be the explosion in the hinterland of the Eastern Region, and it must have dropped a lot near the battlefield, which is very cheap. "

This is easy to understand, the war is intensifying, coupled with the Western Region demon cultivators lurking in, although the hinterland of the Eastern Region is temporarily safe, many monks have already developed a sense of crisis.

Naturally, they will also buy magic tools, talismans and other self-defense. The supply and demand relationship changes, and the price naturally soars.

Chen Dengming didn't intend to sell to the merchant whose price was extremely low.

After paying the stall fee at the trading office in Fangshi, I went to the free market to set up a stall.

Put a bunch of instruments to be processed directly on the booth, and set up a sign beside it, stating the items you need to buy.

Only when I do these tasks by myself can I realize the benefits of having younger brothers by my side.

In the past, when dealing with these magical artifacts, he didn't need to run errands by himself, and he could easily handle them by paying Zhu Xun and Qiangzi some fees, and even the two of them could help him sell them at a good price.

Now it's him himself, somewhat uncomfortable.

"Hey? This is a high-level magic weapon for Qi training, right? Hey, there are several high-level magic tools here!"

At this time, a passing monk saw the magic weapon on Chen Dengming's booth, and immediately exclaimed.

The voice instantly attracted the attention of other monks around, and they all came over.

High-level instruments for practicing Qi are very common in a big city like Chang'an Square.

But in the free market, it is not so common.

Generally, some monks set up stalls to sell, only occasionally one or two.

Like Chen Dengming, who put out three high-level instruments for Qi training at one time, as well as a bunch of other mid-level instruments, storage bags, etc., at first glance, it looks like a ruthless stubble, and it may be the result of killing people to seize treasures.

Soon, a group of qi cultivators gathered in front of Chen Dengming's shop, and even many brightly dressed disciples of the Xiuxian family and disciples of the sect attracted them and made inquiries one after another.

"They are all slightly flawed magical artifacts that are [-]% or [-]% new. They are discounted by [-]% on the basis of the same market price in the magical artifact shop. Take them away if you need them, and don't talk nonsense if you are not sincere."

Chen Dengming was annoyed by several questions about not buying, so he snorted coldly on the spot.

The faces of the few monks who asked about things did not look like they were shopping, but rather looking for information, changed slightly.

A bald monk had a fierce look in his eyes, but when he met Chen Dengming's deep and indifferent gaze, he felt a throbbing in his heart, a chill all over his body, and his wriggling lips were tightly closed.

Good things are not afraid of not being sold, and besides, in an unfamiliar area where the free market is full of fish and dragons, selling things has to be tough. If he is too friendly, he thinks he will be bullied and misunderstood. His kindness is also for people and occasions.

After this stubble, no one frequently inquired about prices anymore, those who could afford it just paid for it, and those who couldn't afford it shook their heads and left.

At the corner, several monks who had been driven away by Chen Dengming were discussing in low voices together, looking at the stall where Chen Dengming was from time to time.

But in the end, seeing the leader shaking his head, several people could only sigh secretly and give up their thoughts.

The idea is too tricky. To be able to sell so many high-level magic weapons, even if you are not strong yourself, you will be hard behind your back.

After a whole day, Chen Dengming sold out almost all the magic tools. The few that were not easy to sell were also added as extras when selling high-level Qi training magic tools. In the end, he harvested a total of 130 three middle-grade spirits stone.

Including his own more than 40 spirit stones, there are already more than 170 medium-grade spirit stones.

"I hope that the magical artifacts containing spirit bodies in the magical artifact shop will not exceed 30 yuan of middle-grade spirit stones."

At the end of the day, Chen Dengming did not buy what he needed.

Only to go to several magic weapon shops again.

In the end, after a lot of bargaining, he bought a special magic weapon soul house for the small array spirit at a price of 28 middle-grade spirit stones in a magic weapon shop.

Chen Dengming rushed to the Daofa shop again, spent half a middle-grade spirit stone, and bought learning books related to spirit literature, and then left Fangshi, driving Dunguang, maintaining the spirit power and speed of the tenth level of Qi training, slowly Tun flew back, slow as if he was fishing.

He also does fish.

He had already noticed when he was setting up the stall before that several groups of people were staring at him.

Sure enough, after flying several miles away from Fangshi, the sound of breaking wind came from behind, and several auras whizzed and galloped towards.

Chen Dengming's spirit is lifted, does it really have the advantage of being delivered to the door?
He quickly concealed and sent out his spiritual sense to investigate, and found that they were all monks in the Qi training period. He breathed a sigh of relief, and then secretly rejoiced.

Just about to stop the escape, pretending to be vigilant and asking about the purpose of coming.

The result is 'whoosh whoosh—'

Dao Dao Dian Guang quickly passed by not far from him, without even looking at him, he went straight to another spiritual light galloping far ahead.

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Chen Dengming was astonished, he could clearly see that in one of the rays of light, there was a bald monk who was scolded by him today.

What, this group of people is not targeting him?
While frowning and thinking, there was already a roar of fighting skills in front of him, and someone intercepted the fat sheep in front of him.

The bald monk and others who rushed to him afterward also surrounded him immediately, and when they caught the poor monk, they beat him violently with a magic weapon.

But that poor monk, obviously not easy to deal with, rushed left and right to break out of the encirclement, seeing that he was out of support, he immediately threw out the storage bag and yelled.

"The road is on both sides, and the wealth is eliminated!"

After these words, those monks stopped chasing him and took the storage bag, as if following the rules of the road.

"There are still rules on the road?"

Chen Dengming watched the excitement for a while. Seeing that there were only some Qi practitioners, he didn't detour, and flew all the way over, and was about to leave.

The group of monks who had hunted saw him fly again majestically, the expression of the bald monk changed, and he immediately looked at the leader wearing a black mask.

"This person seems to be confident. Maybe he wanted to go fishing just now. Could it be that there are powerful accomplices nearby watching?"

The elder brother wearing a mask also showed surprise in his eyes, and immediately let out a breath. Seeing that the other party was about to approach, he immediately raised the storage bag in his hand and laughed loudly.

"This fellow daoist is also a person on the same path, right? I don't know which foundation establishment master he is with?

Under the black wind, this fat sheep was hunted today. According to the rules of the road, brothers who are in line with the road have to level up a bowl of water.

Since fellow Taoists are passing by, let's share one point, and those who see it will have a share. "

Chen Dengming had question marks all over his head, but after hearing the words of Hei Feng, the monk who cut the road and robbed the darts, it seemed that he wanted to share the benefits with him, a passer-by who passed by?
What makes a bowl of water level, it seems to mean that a bowl of water should be divided equally?
And what about this good thing?

He couldn't help slowing down his speed, but he was vigilant in his heart.

"Sure enough. This person is not afraid. He really wants to share a piece of the pie. It seems that he is really a stubble on the road."

Cultivator Heifeng's eyes flashed, and the younger brothers beside him couldn't help but feel admiration for Chen Dengming's feat of single-handedly taking a share of the boss's hands.

This cultivator is indeed a formidable character. Fortunately, their boss has a good vision and excluded him from the fat sheep target before.

...

After ten interest.

"Heifeng Dao is friendly!"

"Fellow Daoist Gao stay here, don't send him off, come to Chang'an Square in the future, let's have a drink together!"

woohoo-

A group of dart robbers rushed away.

Chen Dengming watched the group of people leave, and then looked at the ten extra middle-grade spirit stones in his hands, and couldn't help but lamented how vicious these people's eyesight was.

In the storage bag thrown by the fat sheep just now, there were materials worth 60 yuan of middle-grade spirit stones. After the six people divided them equally, he had ten yuan in his hand.

Originally, he was going to pass by and slip away, but in the end, he was pulled away to pay the dividends.

If this group of people killed and seized treasures for nothing, he might not want to get involved.

But since the money for buying roads left by the fat sheep was not stained with much blood, he still hypocritically accepted it.

"In the world of cultivating immortals, everyone has a job to make a living, and there are business opportunities everywhere. Why is it so difficult for me to make money?"

Chen Dengming performed the bone shrinking skill again, changed to Chen Ming's appearance, and put on the Changchun school robes. In a blink of an eye, he transformed from Gao Hu into a Changchun school foundation-building monk, harnessed the light, and galloped away
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