Longevity starts with learning

Chapter 162 The young child holds money and swaggers through the market.

Three spirit stones, one booth, 24 hours of use right.

On the booth, there is a book of alchemy foundation, and a book of bigu pill formula.

In the end, over the choice between morality and reality, Chu Mu still chose reality.

He can't use his own life to defend the morality in his heart.

Even, he himself despised his behavior a little bit.

Chu Mu sat cross-legged behind the booth, closed his eyes and meditated.

The price has been hovering in his mind. The foundation of alchemy is the real foundation, not only including the inheritance of alchemy foundation left by Mr. Li, but also his own knowledge of the system of knowing people and medicine in the world.

Winners, as long as they have no problem in their brains and can successfully step into the door of the art of alchemy, there is absolutely no problem.

Deciding the price in his heart, Chu Mu's attention was already on the blood killing order in his arms.

Just now, he wandered around Fangshi, and through the information left in the blood killing order, he had already determined the contact point of the blood killing pavilion.

Located in the northwest corner of Fang City, a very inconspicuous house, the door is half closed, it is not sure if there is anyone inside.

What Chu Mu is even more uncertain about is that although the information left in the blood killing order says that he recognizes the order but does not recognize the person, is it true?
Furthermore, after claiming the blood killing order, will there be some mandatory rules?

Now, he is just a paper tiger, which can be broken with a single poke.

Facing the vast majority of immortal cultivators, he can only fight with his life, and he may not be able to win...

Chu Mu silently considered gains and losses, but no matter what, if this blood killing order is really just a recognition of the order but not a person, and if the blood killing pavilion behind this blood killing order is really a huge organization.

Then, the value of this blood killing order must be very large.

Especially for him, even more so.

After all, an organization must have rewards and punishments for its members.

Among the rewards, there must be a lot of knowledge and materials that are rare in the market. If not, it is impossible to be willing to be driven by the nature that regards the interests of immortal cultivators as king.

And if the characteristic of the blood killing order recognizes people but does not recognize people is true, it proves that the rules of this organization will inevitably maintain a certain degree of relaxation.

A loose organization, coupled with the rare knowledge and materials in the market, isn't it a perfect fit for him?

There is also one thing that cannot be ignored, that is, the Great Chu Immortal Cultivation World, but the site of the Longevity Sect...

What is the relationship between the Xuesha Pavilion hiding in it so sneakily and the Longevity Sect?
Chu Mu opened his eyes, touched the phantom god mask on his cheek, and thought for a while.

"How many spirit stones are needed for the foundation of alchemy?"

A cultivator stopped to ask.

"Five hundred low-grade spirit stones."

Chu Mu cherishes words like gold, and this price is extremely reasonable in this black market.

After all, his book Alchemy Fundamentals is really very basic. It can even be said that it just touches the door of alchemy without going deep into it.

The only elixir, Bigu elixir, was also thoroughly studied by him when he purchased spiritual food.

The man asked: "Including this Bigu Dandan recipe?"

Chu Mu glanced at the man in front of him: "Including Bigu Dandan formula, seven hundred spirit stones."

The man asked again: "Can it be cheaper?"

Chu Mu shook his head: "There is no second price, I can pay the handling fee of the Libra Pavilion, and I have to swear not to disclose it."

"too expensive."

The man shook his head, turned and left.

Chu Mu glanced at the surrounding streets, feeling the peeps from the dark, and his mind was calm.

Knowledge is wealth, but the biggest premise is that after knowledge is transformed into wealth, this wealth can be kept.

This is true whether it is selling knowledge directly or selling knowledge transformed products.

The warning in the dark is very clear.

Just after he set up a stall and took out this book of alchemy foundation, there were not a few people with malicious intentions gathered here.

Chu Mu is sure that no matter whether he sells successfully or not, if he leaves the black market in such a blatant manner, what awaits him will definitely be intercepted and killed.

"This girl wants the basics of alchemy."

The voice sounded, and Chu Mu looked up, only to see a girl in a white and purple moon skirt standing in front of the booth, and the Lingshi bag had already been handed over.

Raising his hand to take it, under the perception of his spiritual sense, the five hundred low-grade spirit stones are extremely clear, and the fluctuation of the girl's mana in the middle stage of Qi training is also very clear.

Chu Mu nodded, picked up the book, and handed it to the girl in front of him.

Chu Mu tentatively asked, "Would you like to go to the Libra Pavilion for appraisal?"

"No need, just give it to me."

The girl was full of confidence and took the book without seeming worried about being cheated at all.

"Need to swear not to leak."

Chu Mu added a sentence, and didn't say any more. He glanced at the surroundings, originally secretly peeping, it seemed that with the arrival of this girl, he... avoided it?
The girl was clearly aware of this non-disclosure rule. She raised her hand and said a few words of oath, then casually flipped through the book Alchemy Foundation. After reading a few pages, she looked at Chu Mu and asked, "Are you an alchemist?"

Chu Mu was slightly startled, and shook his head: "Not yet."

The girl blinked and pointed to the book in her hand: "Did you write the records in this book yourself?"

Chu Mu shook his head, cherishing words like gold: "No...not."

The girl acted as if no one was around, and while flipping through the book, she seemed to comment: "The description is quite clear, and it is worth the price..."

Chu Mu remained silent, being so high-profile, he was either stupid or confident.

Five hundred spirit stones, without blinking, obviously can't be stupid, then there is only... nothing to worry about.

"Ling'er, look."

"How about the alchemy stove that Daddy just bought for you?"

As soon as Chu Mu guessed, his eyes were attracted by the sound not far away, or in other words, at this moment, most of the street was attracted by this sound.

There is no other reason, a pill furnace of the highest grade of the magic weapon is held in the hands of the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man was full of silver hair and carried a long sword. He was originally in a stern attitude, but at this moment he was smiling and walking quickly.

With just one glance, not only Chu Mu, but the entire street's attracted eyes seemed to turn away immediately. The original hustle and bustle on the street, with the appearance of the middle-aged man, also turned into a deathly silence.

The ultimate magical weapon is very good and very attractive, but the undisguised terrifying mana fluctuations of the middle-aged man are even more terrifying!
"Foundation peak? Fake pill?"

Chu Mu swallowed, and didn't dare to take another look, recalling the terrifying mana fluctuations he felt just now, his heart surged.

"This pill furnace is so ugly, it doesn't look good!"

The girl closed the book, pouted, and said dissatisfiedly.

"Where is it ugly, don't all pill furnaces look like this?"

The middle-aged man pinched the girl's cheek and said with a smile, "Ling'er, if you are not satisfied, Daddy will customize one for you later."

"Daddy is the best!"

The girl grabbed the middle-aged man's arm and acted coquettishly.

The corner of Chu Mu's mouth twitched, and he couldn't help but glanced at the alchemy furnace of the top-grade magic weapon.

Where is the ugly?

How could it be ugly, how could it be ugly...

Chu Mu held the bag of spiritual stones tightly. Five hundred low-grade spiritual stones, such a huge sum of money, suddenly felt a bit unsavory.

Fortunately, such an enviable and jealous scene didn't take long in front of Chu Mu, and it seemed that she was looking at something again. The girl in the moon skirt pulled the middle-aged man and disappeared from Chu Mu's sight.

Until then, the death-like silence that enveloped the street was slowly broken, and the hustle and bustle gradually recovered.

And the five hundred low-grade spirit stones in Chu Mu's arms immediately became the target of public criticism at this moment.

The dissipated peeps came from all directions almost immediately, and even some peeps seemed to be unabashedly naked.

Chu Mu frowned, and he didn't panic too much. He had a huge sum of five hundred spirit stones, so don't panic, it's really not possible, he might as well stay a little longer.

The market is so big, when the time comes, just find a corner to hide, and change his face, he will be another person.

If it's just going out of the black market, we have to think about it in the long run.

This spirit stone... also needs to buy a temporary storage talisman, otherwise, it will be too conspicuous...

Chu Mu thought for a moment, then closed his eyes again to rest his mind.

Five hundred spirit stones, still three hundred short.

If you sell this bigu dan dan formula, you will have seven hundred spirit stones, so save a little, it's about the same.

For the next few days, Chu Mu sat in front of the booth.

Although the Hundred Arts of Immortal Cultivation has a great temptation for the immortal cultivators, for the immortal cultivators who themselves cannot touch it, although the temptation is great, the reality is also very clear.

After all, knowledge is expensive, and the process of transforming knowledge into wealth will only be more expensive and costly, and it will inevitably be huge.

This price is definitely not something that ordinary cultivators can bear.

For several days, Chu Mu did not meet a big dog like that girl. Although many immortal cultivators inquired, the high price persuaded all the inquirers to leave.

But the peeping eyes didn't decrease but increased.

Five hundred low-grade spirit stones and a basic knowledge of alchemy are enough to touch the heartstrings of many immortal cultivators.

On the sixth day, Chu Mu sold the formula of Bigu Pill after spending twelve spirit stones on booth rental.

After obtaining the spirit stone, Chu Mu didn't stay at the booth any longer, he got up directly, and sprinkled the spirit stone in the black market under the peeping eyes of one after another.

A slightly broken low-grade magic weapon, the alchemy stove, is asking for 260 low-grade spirit stones.

One has a storage talisman with a one-month time limit, and costs thirty low-grade spirit stones.

Many other alchemy needs, such as spiritual charcoal, spiritual oil, spiritual grain... are also sprinkled with spiritual stones and stuffed into storage symbols.

In the end, he spent 610 two spirit stones and completed the alchemy preparation that he had been thinking about all along.

In the end, there were still 89 low-grade spirit stones left, which was also the way Chu Mu left for himself.

89 spirit stones are enough for him to stay in this black market for 89 days!
Standing in front of the human puppet, Chu Mu sensed the peeping gazes, his thoughts changed, and then he took out ten spirit stones and handed them to the puppet, extending his stay in this black market again.

What he has to do now is how to keep his own life under heavy prying eyes, and walk out of Fengming Mountain alive.

If you walk out alive, you will let the birds fly. If you can't walk out, you will be making wedding dresses for others.

After these days of experience, Chu Mu also seemed to understand a little bit, why Li Lao clearly has the skill of alchemy, but is still nesting in the world.

With no background, no reliance, no powerful means of cultivation, the wealth transformed by knowledge is just a naive child holding money and ostentatiously passing through the market, purely courting death!
And he is now dancing on the tip of a knife, a paper tiger can be broken with just one poke...

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(End of this chapter)