Natural Fairy Species Chapter 175

  Chapter 175 Behind the scenes

  Xiaguangfang.

  In the Zhengqi League, there is a sect named Danxia Sect, which is famous for its alchemy skills. The only alchemy ancestor in the sect, Zhu Zhenren, is a third-rank top-grade alchemist.

  The elixirs refined by Danxiamen are well-known, and are well-known in the entire immortal world of Liang Guo.

   This Xiaguangfang belongs to Danxiamen's industry. It specializes in elixir, and at the same time, it is buying all kinds of elixir.

   With this as the core, it gradually led to other shops, and became one of the most popular markets in Zhengqi League.

  Bai Zichen landed the flying spiritual weapon far away, restrained his own mana, and only showed the cultivation of Qi Refining Dzogchen.

  Qingfengmen and Guilingmen are eternal enemies, and they have become allies with Zhengqimeng in a disguised form.

  After the start of Zhengmo Dao, the high-level exchanges and discussions between the two sides have been held several times, and some private agreements have been reached.

  However, his strength has plummeted right now, and he just wants to recover from his injuries in a low-key manner, simply hiding his cultivation.

   "Visitors are not allowed. The first time you visit Xiaguangfang, you need to register your identity. Please apply for an access token."

   Several Danxiamen disciples stopped at the gate of Fangshi, but it was seen that the person had perfected Qi and spoke politely.

  In Fang City, a person who has successfully refined Qi can already be regarded as a master.

  If there is no higher pursuit, it is enough to spread out and form a rudimentary form of a loose cultivator family to pass on the blood.

  Bai Zichen glanced at it. When other monks entered and exited Xiaguangfang, they would take out a wooden sign and wave it at the square.

  Caixia flashed across the wooden board, proving that he was a registered monk, so he was put in by the disciples of the Danxia Sect.

   "I traveled from another state, and I heard that Liang Guocai made a special trip to visit the Danxia sect. I don't know the rules...then apply for a token for me."

  Bai Zichen made up a random name on a file and filled in Lu Li's name, perfecting the realm of Qi refining.

  After paying ten spirit stones, he got a wooden identity token, which allowed him to freely enter and leave Xiaguangfang.

  This kind of loose management system made him suspect that Danxiamen just wanted to charge a fee for Lingshi.

  After entering Xiaguangfang, Bai Zichen subconsciously compared it with Qingfengmenfang City.

   "The scale is larger...the flow of people is more...the average strength of the monks who come and go seems to be stronger, the only thing is that the aura is not as good."

  Bai Zichen compared all aspects and found that Xiaguangfang won all of them.

  Except that Xiaguangfang was built on a second-order low-grade spiritual vein, unlike Qingfengmenfang City, which has a second-order high-grade spiritual vein.

  The gap between the two leads to the difference in aura in Fangshi.

  Danxia Pavilion.

  Bai Zichen found Danxiamen's own elixir shop, planning to buy healing elixirs.

  With his displayed cultivation, he was immediately received warmly.

   "I don't know if this fellow daoist has any medicinal needs?"

  In the private room, a pale old man stood in front of the table smiling, with a strong smell of medicine on his body.

  Danxiamen's fundamental skill is the Baoding Danwang Jing, which can absorb elixir in the process of refining elixir and transform it into its own magic power.

  So for the disciples of Danxia Sect, alchemy skill is equal to cultivation, and the two are inseparable.

   It is not because of being obsessed with alchemy and ignoring one's own cultivation, that one's cultivation level will not be dropped.

   "An elder in the family was seriously injured in fighting with others, so he went to Danxia Pavilion specially to ask for a few holy medicines for healing."

  Bai Zichen reveals that he has perfected Qi refining, so his elders needless to say are all foundation-building monks, secretly pointing out that he has some background.

   Made up this set of rhetoric, so that it would be a bit awkward for a Qi refining monk to buy a second-level healing pill.

   "Baicaoshengshengdan, the most common second-order healing elixir...but our sect has improved the elixir. In addition to nourishing vitality and accelerating recovery, it also has a miraculous effect on the growth of broken bones."

  The old man Qing Huang, as a competent shopkeeper, introduced the proud medicine in Danxia Pavilion.

   "Changqing Bushen Pill is best at growing muscles from bones. Even severe injuries with severed hands and feet can still grow back."

   "I don't know how much the prices are?"

   Satisfied, Bai Zichen resisted the urge to grab the elixir, and continued to bargain with the attitude of a perfect Qi-refining monk.

   "Baicao Shengsheng Dan, one piece of five hundred spirit stones; evergreen body-replenishing pill, one piece of six hundred spirit stones."

   "It's too expensive. Give me a 20% discount. I'll buy a bottle of everything."

  After this incident, Bai Zichen discovered the importance of healing pills.

   It's always good to have extra, and keep it in a storage bag for safety.

  After some bargaining, the two bottles of pills were sold for a total of five thousand spirit stones—each bottle was packed with six pills and sealed with wax pills.

Bai Zichen put away the elixir contentedly, and asked again: "Is there any elixir for replenishing blood essence for sale in the pavilion? My elder also used the secret technique of fighting for life, and now he is short of essence blood. Fill."

   "You, senior, are quite capable of tossing around..."

  The old man Qinghuang thought for a while, and took out a jade box from the cabinet: "True Dragon Soaring Pill is made from a drop of the true blood of the third-order dragon carp, supplemented with twelve kinds of blood-enhancing elixir."

   "The refining of this pill is not complicated, and it is not worth boasting... But the spiritual material is rare, and it can strengthen the blood of a monk. Generally, it is the favorite of the body refining monks."

   "Of course it's like what you said, because the secret technique is depleted of essence and blood, and it is also the right medicine, which can be used."

   "No second price, two thousand spirit stones."

  The corners of Bai Zichen's mouth twitched, how about saying that alchemists make money.

   This moment of effort almost cost him 7,000 spirit stones.

  After leaving Danxia Pavilion, Bai Zichen deliberately chose a path that was sparsely traveled, but found that no one followed.

  The elixir sold to him is also normal, without any tampering, leaving a secret mark.

   "After all, it is an orthodox sect, no matter whether it is for the sake of fame or not, at least it still needs face... It is impossible to kill people and steal goods for thousands of pieces of Lingshi, ruining the reputation of Fangshi."

  The spirit stone revealed by Bai Zichen has exceeded the net worth of a Qi refining cultivator.

   So far, there have been no monks with ulterior motives, which shows that Danxia Pavilion strictly guards customer information, which has raised his evaluation of Danxia Fang's security to a higher level.

  Fang City has two Foundation Establishment cultivators sitting in town. He walked around and already sensed the same.

  In the early stage of foundation establishment, one person sits in the Danxia Pavilion, and the other guards the Fangshi formation.

   This is also one of the reasons why Bai Zichen chose Danxiafang for healing.

  The strength of the monk sitting on guard is limited. Even if there is an accident, he is sure to escape from the market with his foundation damaged.

  There are only two caves for rent in Fang City. It should be said that he only takes a fancy to these two second-tier low-grade spiritual lands.

  Barely able to support his cultivation needs, it is incomparable with the third-level middle-grade spirit land in Feiyue Lake.

  Using the excuse that he had traveled so far and had occasional income, he directly rented the cave for a year.

   It is said to be a cave, but in fact there are only two quiet rooms, which are located west of the center of the square.

   "It's far from Baiyulou. It is really easy to go from frugality to extravagance, but difficult to go from luxury to frugality... I have only enjoyed the third-level spiritual land for several years, and now I can hardly adapt to the second-level spiritual land."

  In fact, the second-level spiritual land has already allowed foundation-building cultivators to practice in it, and the liquid mana can be refined and increased normally.

  This is also the status quo of the vast majority of foundation-building monks in the Liang Kingdom. Those who can have long-term third-order spiritual lands to assist in their cultivation are either the absolute core of the sect or the direct line of the family.

   Only the Qingfeng Sect is a special case, and they have always been extravagant in the allocation of spiritual land.

  Bai Zichen scanned the surrounding area, made sure that it was safe enough, and then took the first Baicaoshengdan.

  The elixir fell into the abdomen, and the strong but gentle power of the medicine dissipated to every part of the limbs and bones, and the effect was more than ten times better than taking the Zhuguo Jingxin pill by oneself.

   "The scar marks fell off, revealing the pink tender flesh... It feels like the bones are itching, really miraculous healing effect."

   After absorbing all the power of Baicao Shengsheng Pill, he took Changqing Bushen Pill to speed up wound healing.

  Bai Zichen's injury quickly recovered after adding two second-order healing pills.

  Three months later, after taking off the Taoist robe, you can still see a few scars on your body, and the other injuries have all healed.

  The sequelae of the self-exploding glass body, the feeling of loss of strength has disappeared, and only the lack of essence and blood has not been able to make up for it so quickly.

   After adjusting his breath for a while to relax, he swallowed the True Dragon Soaring Pill that he had bought for a lot of money.

  The elixir enters the throat, the tiredness deep in the body, the depletion of essence and blood, just like Bai Xue meeting the scorching sun, it melts quickly.

   Every time a trace of medicinal power is refined, the body will be filled with essence and blood.

   The natal true blood of a third-tier monster contains dragon blood. Even if it is diluted to the limit, it is a great tonic.

  Bai Zichen's complexion gradually turned rosy, and half of the blood that was burned along with Liuli Vulcan's body at the same time has returned to 60 to 70%.

   As long as you eat more monster meat in the next period of time, you will be able to return to its prime in half a year at most.

   "In addition to losing the trump card of Liuli Vulcan Body, my strength has returned to normal, so I have no worries on the way back to the sect."

  Bai Zichen took out the dragon pattern storage bag from his chest. During the past few months of healing, he has been attacking this high-grade storage bag with his spiritual consciousness.

   Physical injuries have no effect on spiritual consciousness.

   Almost half a year later, the ownerless storage bag finally came loose, and he broke through it in one fell swoop.

   "Before returning to the sect, there are still a few things that need to be clarified..."

   There was a mountain of materials piled up in the storage bag, and Bai Zichen quickly searched for things like jade slips and books.

  He is most concerned about the origin of the black-faced monk, and the relationship between the forces behind it and the Ichthyosaur Sect.

   This will help him solve the mystery of Yulongzong, and find out whether the ancestor of the Bai family came to Montenegro with a special mission.

   "It turns out that this person is called Meng Shigui, and he comes from a sect called Youlongmen..."

  A bronzing invitation card, let Bai Zichen figure out the origin of the name of the black-faced monk who died in his hands.

   "Fortunately, it's just an alchemy-level sect, and it's still far away in the open sea. When I return to Montenegro, I won't be able to reach it... Even if the alchemy master is dispatched, I won't be afraid."

   Not an enemy that he couldn't afford to provoke at all, Bai Zichen felt a lot more relaxed.

  New doubts arose again, how could the mere alchemy-level sect have the qualifications to regard the Yulongzong as an enemy, and even assumed an attitude towards themselves that they wanted to drive out the remnants of the Yulongzong.

   "Could it be that the downfall of the Yulong Sect has little to do with this Youlongmen sect... They are just waving flags or following behind to pick up cheap sects. The real opponent of the Yulong Sect is someone else?"

  Bai Zichen took out more than ten pieces of jade slips and a roll of bamboo slips, put them in front of him, and prepared to read them slowly, trying to sort out the clues.

  (end of this chapter)

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