Chapter 40

Chen Mo stands in place, waiting for Jin Peiyun to send someone to pick him up.

Chu Wenxiong stood respectfully on one side and bowed slightly. He looked at Chen Mo from time to time. There was a trace of incomprehension on his face.

Twenty minutes later, a black Audi A8 stops in front of Chen mo. Xiao Liu, the driver of Mr. Jin, who took Chen Mo home last time, gets out of the car in a hurry.

First, he arched his hand to Chen Mo: "Mr. Chen, are you ok?"

Chen Mo light way: "nothing."

Liu then turned to Chu Wenxiong and said, "Chu Wenxiong, how dare you offend the old man's distinguished guests!"

With that, Xiao Liu directly kicked Chu Wenxiong in the stomach.

Chu Wenxiong didn't dare to hide. He bit his teeth and insisted on Xiao Liu's foot. He was kicked to the ground with a painful face.

Chu Wenxiong was also a hero. He stood up and bowed his head and said, "please tell Mr. Jin that someone in Chu is wrong. Please forgive him!"

Xiao Liu glared at him, looked at Chen Mo and asked, "Mr. Chen, if you don't get rid of your anger, he won't get up if I beat him!"

Chen Mo shook his head: "no, he didn't do anything to me!"

Xiao Liu was relieved. When he came, the old man told him that if Chen Mo could not be satisfied, he would not have to go back.

Xiao Liu looked at Chu Wenxiong and said, "lucky for you, Mr. Chen doesn't agree with you. Thank you, Mr. Chen!"

Chu Wenxiong knew that although Xiao Liu kicked him as soon as he met him, he was actually protecting him on purpose. He dared to offend his distinguished guests with his old man's temper. He was afraid that there would be no such person as Chu Wenxiong in Wuzhou in the future.

Hearing the speech, Chu Wenxiong quickly bows to Chen Mo and says, "thank Mr. Chen for his mercy. Later, Mr. Chen will be sent, but no one in Chu dares not follow him!"

Chu Wenxiong is also a wise man. His words are not only an apology, but also an expression of loyalty to Chen Mo, a distinguished guest who even wants to call him Mr. Chen. Chu Wenxiong is flattering now. He must be right!

In fact, Chu Wenxiong is unlucky enough. If Chen Mo doesn't happen to know Mr. Jin, even if the Chen family of the southern Soviet Union calls, Chu Wenxiong may not give face. After all, the strong dragon doesn't oppress the local leader. Although the Chen family of the southern Soviet Union is deeply rooted in the southern Soviet Province, it's Hanyang Province, so he's not afraid!

However, Chen Mo knows the Jin family, and Chu Wenxiong's biggest backstage is Jin Laosi, his fourth son. Master Jin is the most powerful person in the Jin family. No one dares to disobey him, let alone Chu Wenxiong!

Therefore, Chu Wenxiong is so humble to Chen Mo, not because he is afraid of Chen Mo, but because he is afraid of master Jin!

Chen Mo nods and smiles at Chu Wenxiong, accepting his loyalty. Although Chen Mo doesn't care about Chu Wenxiong's influence, he still has to stay in Wuzhou for a while. If he can be covered by a big man in Wuzhou, he can save a lot of trouble in the future.

"Let's go!" Chen Mo looks at the driver Xiao Liu and says faintly.

"Mr. Chen, please get on the bus!" Liu respectfully opens the door for Chen Mo, closes it gently after Chen Mo sits on it, and then drives away.

Chu Wenxiong just looked at his younger brothers lying on the ground. There was a flash of worry in his eyes. It seemed that he had to find a real martial arts practitioner to be a bodyguard in the future. Otherwise, no matter how many people he raised, he would not be able to fight alone.

Jin villa, Liu respectfully with Chen Mo into, hear the news, Jin Zhongrun and Jin Peiyun rushed out to meet.

"Master Chen!" Jin Zhongrun bows.

Jin Peiyun also called master Chen.

Chen Mo nodded and asked directly, "are the medicinal materials ready?"

"It's in the living room!" Jin Peiyun said.

"Let me see!" With that, Chen Mo goes straight into Jin's living room.

On the table in the living room, there is a pile of strange medicinal materials. Chen Mo walks over and suddenly sees a light.

"150 years old ginseng, 170 years old Shouwu, 200 years old Xuelian..."

Chen Mo has a gentle smile on his face. The medicinal materials found by the Jin family are better than he expected. It seems that he will form some forces in the future. It's much more convenient to find medicinal materials. After all, no matter how powerful he is, he can't be busy.

Jin Peiyun stood respectfully behind him, looking at Chen Mo and asked, "master Chen, do you need any utensils to refine Peiyuan pill? For example, Dan Lu

Chen Mo was stunned for a moment, looking back at Jin Peiyun, with a strange look on his face: "who did you hear that alchemy needs a furnace?"

Jin Peiyun was stunned and said: "some novels are not written like this? The better, the better the effect of the elixir

Chen Mo laughs, shakes his head, waves his big hand, grabs the medicinal materials on the table, walks into a nearby room, and leaves a very overbearing sentence: "I only need one hand to make pills!"

Chen Mo doesn't start, but the door closes automatically after he enters, and it locks.

With a wave of his hand, Chen Mo uses a magic power to split the herbs into two parts.

"The real cultivator of immortals doesn't need any flame or furnace at all. In the eyes of cultivators, those flames or furnaces are all the materialization of the vitality of heaven and earth. As long as I have enough spiritual power, I can refine the earth!"

Chen Mo's hands pinch the complicated seal formula, and a reduced version of the gathering spirit array is arranged in the air. Chen Mo waves his hand, and two pieces of medicinal materials are directly thrown into the gathering spirit array.

The powerful spiritual power drives the vitality of heaven and earth, and begins to refine the medicinal materials. Although there is no flame burning, the air in front of Chen Mo produces waves of folds, which is caused by the transformation of spiritual power into high-temperature baking air.

Ten minutes later, the two herbs were all refined, and the rudiment of ten pills appeared.

With one hand, Chen Mo controls Lingli and continues to refine the elixir. With the other hand, he draws a complicated charm in the air and enters the elixir prototype.

Twenty minutes later, ten Peiyuan pills were successfully refined.

Looking at the ten pills with transparent luster floating in the void, Chen Mo showed a trace of fatigue: "no wonder master once said that if you want to learn alchemy, you must step on condensate triple. If it wasn't for my rich experience in alchemy and the fact that Peiyuan pill is the most basic pill in the world of cultivating immortals, I can't succeed in alchemy because I only have the strength of condensing gas! "

Chen Mo sat in a chair, closed his eyes and adjusted his breath for ten minutes, then walked out of the room.

Although Jin Zhongrun tries his best to control his emotions, he can't help looking at Chen Mo with an expectant face. He is tortured too hard by the stubborn disease in his body.

"Master Chen, what's the matter?" Because of the tension, Jin Zhongrun's voice is shaking.

Jin Peiyun is also nervous looking at Chen Mo, a heart beating, for fear that Chen Mo said refining failure.

Chen Mo stretched out his palm, a crystal clear pill in the palm, emitting a faint aroma: "take it, swallow it directly!"

Jin Zhongrun trembled and took the pill. Regardless of the image, he swallowed it directly.

Jin Peiyun looked forward to his grandfather and asked, "grandfather, what's the effect?"

But Jin Zhongrun didn't answer. He suddenly sat on the ground with his knees crossed and began to practice.

Jin Peiyun is puzzled. Does the pill work?

Chen Mo nodded with approval. The effect of Peiyuan pill can not only cure Jin Zhongrun's wounds, but also further his martial arts cultivation.

"Don't disturb him until he wakes up."

With that, Chen Mo sits on the chair and closes his eyes to breathe.