The attributes are not enough, so all the comprehension is needed

Chapter 10 Misfortune Comes From Heaven
Returning home with a special pot for refining psychic liquid, Shen Cong started a new round of refining medicine.

In the first experiment, it was found that the effect was directly twice that of ordinary pots, and the purity reached [-]%.

And after becoming familiar with the pharmacology, the purity of the psychic liquid Shen Cong refined was also increasing.

A month later, the spiritual liquid he refined had reached a purity of more than [-]%.

This purity is completely comparable to the spirit liquid sold in those medicine halls.

"The material for refining a bottle of psychic liquid only needs one or two taels of silver, and the psychic liquid with such a high purity can be easily sold for three or five on the black market, which is not low. That is to say, a bottle of psychic liquid The profit is more than double."

It seems that in the future, I have another skill to make money quickly.

With too many skills, no matter whether it is forging iron or refining spiritual liquid, he can maintain his martial arts path.

People, the more capable they are, the more comfortable they can live.

Rejoice!

Shen Cong smiled and checked his cultivation.

Currently, his cultivation base is still at the eighth rank. Although his savvy is constantly getting stronger, what speeds up his savvy is the speed at which he breaks through the level of cultivation techniques, not his cultivation base.

Only the operation of higher-level exercises can speed up the improvement of cultivation. This is an indirect process, not a direct process.

And the further you go, the more difficult it is to improve your cultivation base. It can only be said that your own understanding will improve, and your cultivation speed will be faster than others' breakthrough speed. It does not mean that your own cultivation base breakthrough speed will exceed the breakthrough speed at low levels.

Ben Lei Jue has six layers, and there are three more layers to complete.

There are six levels of Kongming Fist, and there is another level to complete.

The spiritual-level exercises are no more than the Ming-level exercises, and only have seven levels.

"If I save more money, maybe I can buy a better exercise. However, Yuncheng probably doesn't have any good exercises. It seems that we should pay attention to the big cities outside, and find time to buy two higher-level exercises in the future." Strong skills come back."

Shen Cong will definitely not stay in a bigger city for a long time. There are so many higher-level practitioners in big cities, not to mention eighth-rank practitioners. Is this little cloud city living a carefree life?

Big cities buy exercises, while small cities practice cultivation.

Persevere for three to fifty years, and the master will call out to him when he sees it.

Early in the morning, after freshening up, Shen Cong came to Dong's iron shop.

While having breakfast, I heard the blacksmiths discussing.

"Calculating the time, Lao Song and the others should be back soon, right?"

"It's been two months since five days ago, and logically, he should have come back long ago."

"Could it be that the treatment is too good and you don't want to come back?"

"The monthly money of eight taels of silver, hey, just thinking about it makes people drool."

Shen Cong felt a little uncomfortable.

A few days ago, it was said that there might be a rebellious party in Yuncheng, and Zhujiazhuang's behavior was a little weird, so I don't know what happened.

"I hope there will be peace in the world, and there will be no wars, so that I can grow steadily for a while longer."

Zhujiazhuang.

The head of the family, Zhu Qingye, stood in a mountain with his hands behind his back, his face was flushed red from the magma below the mountain.

"For two months and five days, 41 excellent blacksmiths worked day and night to forge, but none of them forged the Peerless Demon Sword! Could it be that I, the Zhu clan, are doomed to find it difficult to restore the glory of the past?"

The clansman on the side stepped forward and said:

"Patriarch, don't panic, the magic stone outside the sky is extremely hard, and it is not an ordinary thing. If it is so easy to forge the Wushuang magic sword, the Wushuang magic sword will be worthless."

"Then what do you say?"

"Going home, although these people are the best blacksmiths around, but Yuncheng is too small, so even if they are excellent, their level is actually limited.

Only by finding a better blacksmith can we truly forge the perfect Wushuang magic sword.Only then can you truly display the power of your magic skills. "

"But where can I find a better blacksmith?"

"Perhaps these people will give you some ideas."

These words made Zhu Qingye's mouth slightly raised, and he walked slowly in front of the crowd. Those blacksmiths should have been as strong as a bull, but now, they were all exhausted, with dark circles under their eyes, and it was obvious that they had been incapacitated for a long time. Did not take a good rest.

"I wish the owner, please let us go."

"Yes, Zhu Zhuangzhu, we have old people and young people, please show your hand and let us go back."

"Let you go? You're thinking beautifully. Before the Wushuang Demon Sword is refined, if it is known that I have a Heavenly Demon Stone in Zhu's family, how about it? I'm afraid it will attract many coveted people.

If Zhen Wusi finds out, our Zhu family will not be able to live. "

"But Zhu Zhuangzhu, you have also seen that with our strength, we can't hammer this magic stone at all, and we can't refine a sword."

"You can't, someone can. You are all blacksmiths, so you must know some masters in the forging world, right? Recommend some to me. When he comes and forges the sword, you can go."

After saying this, one of them immediately raised his hand and said:
"I know, I know that there is one who can definitely forge the Peerless Demon Sword."

"Oh? Who is it? Tell me quickly?"

Zhu Qingye's eyes lit up, and a blacksmith who was over fifty years old in the crowd immediately said:

"Xiao Li, what nonsense are you trying to say?"

The other party showed shame.

"Sorry, Master Song, I want to live. If this continues, I will die of exhaustion here. My wife is still at home guarding the vacant room."

The one who spoke was naturally Song Taiping, the other party and he both belonged to Dong's Iron Shop, so when the other party spoke, he knew who the other party was going to talk about.

Shen Cong!

Shen Cong's strength is certainly very strong, but they can't even hit the magic stone outside the sky. No matter how strong Shen Cong is, he is still a mortal body. If he can't hit the Wushuang magic sword, wouldn't he be trapped to death here? ?

Shen Cong lent money to himself when he was in trouble, and he didn't want Shen Cong to have to go through this muddy water.

However, at this moment, Zhu Qingye raised his hand and threw a dart, which directly hit his chest.

"Pfft—!"

Song Taiping spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes widened, he fell heavily to the ground, kicked his legs twice, and died unwillingly.

Everyone was shocked.

"Now, you can talk."

Zhu Qingye looked at Master Li with a sneer, but Master Li didn't dare to neglect, and immediately confessed everything.

"Shen Cong? It's interesting. Being able to forge [-] times in half a day is absolutely extraordinary. Maybe he is a martial artist who has already entered the rank. After committing a crime, he hides his name incognito and hides in the blacksmith's shop.

Zhu Feng, you go in person, and bring another ninth-rank martial artist, and the two of them will attack one and arrest him.Remember, to live, not to die. "

"Yes."

That Xiao Li said tremblingly:

"I already said, can you let me go?"

"Let's go? You are leaving. What if the news of my refining the magic sword spreads? Since you are all here, you can simply help me and help me cultivate the magic nature of this magic sword."

"You are devoid of conscience, you will die badly!"

(End of this chapter)