Chapter 699

Han Zimo almost laughed. He calmed down for a long time. His eyes fell on the table full of spirit stones. "Elder martial brother Zhang, all the spirit stones are here. I said before to draw remuneration according to 10%, but now there are so many spirit stones, we can't divide them according to this proportion."

Hearing what he said, Zhang Yitian thought that Han Zimo wanted to increase the price temporarily. Although he felt a little uncomfortable instinctively, he thought that if it weren't for Han Zimo, the five bottles of spiritual liquid wouldn't sell at such a high price, and it's understandable to raise the price temporarily.

"Well, how about 20%?" Zhang Yitian asked Han Zimo with a smile.

"You misunderstood elder martial brother Zhang." Han Zimo smiled, reached out and took five middle grade spirit stones from the table. Yang said with a smile, "just take one from a bottle. The five middle grade spirit stones have greatly exceeded my expectations. I'm very satisfied. It's still your light."

A second ago, Zhang Yitian was slightly unhappy. At the moment, Han Zimo's action changed his view, which made Zhang Yitian feel bad.

"There are too few middle-grade spirit stone fields, so take 10% of the spirit stones as reward according to what I said before." there are 500 middle-grade spirit stones on the table, and Zhang Yitian takes 50 from the midpoint, "take it, you deserve it."

Han Zimo quickly waved his hand and said, "elder martial brother Zhang, I really don't need it. Usually I do small business. I only compete for one middle-grade spirit stone a month. Five middle-grade spirit stones are my income for half a year. I'm really satisfied. If you really want to thank me, you can take care of my business in the future."

Zhang Yitian has always been respected by people. Han Zimo's performance made him feel good. He immediately said, "if you don't accept it, you won't have to do business in the future. It's a big deal that I'll set up a stall myself. In this way, you'll have one more competitor. You see what you do."

Han Zimo was not a fool either. Naturally, he understood the real purpose of Zhang Yitian's words. He couldn't help showing his gratitude. After thanking him, he accepted 50 pieces of medium-quality spirit stones.

The two divided up the spirit stone and put them into their storage bags. Han Zimo immediately recovered his smiling face and asked with a smile, "elder martial brother Zhang, do you have any pills to sell? If so, I'll just take them away."

Zhang Yitian has a batch of essence nourishing pills in his hand, which are obtained from the man in green and Mo Xun. He can't use them. He plans to sell them for more practical things. But the origin of those pills is not clean. If they happen to be recognized, they may cause trouble.

"What pill is in short supply now?" Zhang Yitian had a new idea.

"The popular pill, um, should be the pill to improve cultivation." Han Zimo explained after pondering for a moment, "the annual Wuhun competition will be held soon. Everyone is busy improving cultivation and wants to become famous in the Wuhun competition. Therefore, the sales of pills to improve cultivation are better."

Zhang Yitian nodded and said, "wait for me for a while." then he went to the alchemy room.

In the inheritance of the dragon, there is a pill called "quench body pill", which has the same effect as the nourishing essence pill. It is suitable for friars in the period of quench body. After taking it, they can improve their accomplishments. However, it is also different from Yangjing pill. Quenching pill is more effective and can only be taken once. It is usually taken at the ninth weight of Zen realm, which is helpful to break through the realm.

It's not difficult for monks below the Ninth level of Zen to take the quenching body pill to improve two or even three levels, which can't be done by the nourishing essence pill.

Enter the alchemy room and find the required medicinal materials. Zhang Yitian comes to the alchemy furnace and sits in front of it. He urges the Dragon alchemy formula to convert the force into Dan fire, heat the furnace and put the medicinal materials into the whole process at one go. Out of curiosity, Han Zimo followed the door and looked at the whole process with great envy.

In other worlds, the profession of Alchemist is very popular, but not everyone can do it. The first is the problem of qualification. Alchemy pays attention to talent, which is the same as cultivation. Without immortal root, everything is extravagant.

An alchemist must have fire and wood attributes, which is one of them. Then there is the financial resources. Some people are talented and intelligent. However, they are poor and can't afford a series of consumption required for alchemy. In the end, they can only flinch. There is also a very important reason to have a master.

Alchemy is a craft with systematic theoretical knowledge. Without master's teaching, it is difficult to achieve anything.

Han Zimo has always yearned for the profession of alchemy. Unfortunately, his talent is not enough. Coupled with his poor family, he also does not meet the conditions required by Alchemy, so he can only dream, but this does not hinder his love for alchemy. In the long run, his knowledge has been improved.

Quenching body pill is not a pill that is too difficult to refine. In half an hour, Zhang Yitian refined it into a furnace of pills. At the moment when the smell of the medicine floated out, Han Zimo couldn't help but walk inside.

"Elder martial brother Zhang, forgive me for my clumsy eyes. I smell the pill. It's strange. It doesn't look like a common pill." Han Zimo expressed his doubts.

Zhang Yitian was slightly surprised. He looked at him and said curiously, "you know a lot about pills?"

Han Zimo couldn't stop talking about it. He poured a bitter water and sighed: "I've always admired the profession of alchemist, but it's a pity that I don't have enough talent and lack wood attributes. But I didn't waste my pursuit. Whenever I met pills, I would study the principle and understand it after a long time."

Knowing the cause and effect of the matter, Zhang Yitian nodded and comforted, "don't lose heart. It's the right way to practice hard. After a certain level, you can plant wood attribute fake immortal roots in your body, and you can also refine pills."

Han Zimo has never heard of the word "false fairy root". In his cognition, fairy roots are born, which is a common common common sense problem. But now Zhang Yitian put forward the idea of artificial fairy root, which made Han Zimo ecstatic and confused.

"Are you kidding?" Han Zimo looked incredible.

The man-made immortal root is a method of changing life against the sky in cangsheng's memory. Originally, Zhang Yitian thought that all monks should know this kind of thing in the alien mainland. Now, seeing Han Zimo's reaction, he suddenly understood that the matter of emotional fake immortal root is cangsheng's exclusive patent.

"This... Is true." Zhang Yitian sighed bitterly. Just now he didn't notice and casually gave Han Zimo unlimited hope. If he denied it now, it would be too shocking. Thinking of these, he nodded and said, "I saw it from an ancient book. As for the true and false, I don't know."

Han Zimo believed it and asked, "take this ancient book? Please lend me this book."

In the face of begging eyes, Zhang Yitian had to continue to make up lies, "I accidentally saw that ancient book and didn't buy it. Now I don't know where it is. I still remember the content above."

Han Zimo looked cautiously, and his heart was full of twists and turns. The first half of Zhang Yitian's words disappointed him, and the second half of his words ignited the fire of hope in his heart.

"What does it say? Is it difficult to fake fairy roots long ago? What do you need..." Han Zimo kept asking questions, and all his inner anxiety appeared on his face.

"It doesn't hurt to tell you, but you must promise not to spread the matter. If you can do this, it doesn't hurt to tell you." Zhang Yitian put forward the conditions because he realized the importance of fake fairy root. Once the news is leaked, it will only cause him trouble and even kill himself.

"Don't worry, this matter is very important. I will never say it. It will only rot in my heart. If I say it, my cultivation will never stop." Han Zimo made a great determination and made a poisonous oath.

There is cause and effect in the dark. For friars, you can't swear easily. Once you make an oath, if you can't fulfill it, you must add cause and effect, and you can't repay well. In order to know the context of the false immortal root, Han Zimo didn't hesitate to make a poison oath, which shows his persistence in alchemy.

"Alas..." Zhang Yitian only meant to remind Han Zimo. Unexpectedly, this guy couldn't wait to make an oath. It was too late to stop him. Finally, he had to sigh and explain the fake fairy root. "In fact, the records on the fake fairy root in the ancient book are not very long. Only the word" five element fairy embryo "is mentioned. Just find the wood attribute fairy embryo and refine it with refined blood."

There are many spirits in heaven and earth. The five elements immortal fetus is one of them, but it is rare. If you want to find it, you must have some luck.

Han Zimo didn't know what the five element immortal fetus was. He frowned and thought for a long time. After a long time, he asked, "elder martial brother Zhang, what is the five element immortal fetus?"

Zhang Yitian was stumped by this question. In terms of his qualification for truth cultivation, he may not be comparable to Han Zimo, but only with the memory of cangsheng. He didn't know what the five element immortal fetus looked like, so he could only shake his head and say, "I haven't seen anything recorded in ancient books."

When they talked, the temperature of the pill stove subsided, the fragrance of the pill overflowed, and the fragrance in the house overflowed.

Zhang Yitian opened the pill stove, took out the pill, put it into the bottle, handed it over and said, "this is quench body pill, three grade high-grade pill, which has a similar effect to Yangjing pill. It can improve the accomplishments of monks in Zen, but each monk can only take one, so the price can't be the same."

When Han Zimo got the medicine bottle, he couldn't wait to pour out a pill. He looked at it, smelled it, and then stretched out his tongue to lick it. Seeing this scene, Zhang Yitian wanted to stop it. When he spoke, he thought, "anyway, the pill is for people to eat. Lick it."

After licking the pill, Han Zimo showed an expression of enjoyment, looked at the pill in his hand, and wished he could swallow it in one mouthful. Seeing this, Zhang Yitian reminded, "you are now the eighth heavy cultivation of the Zen realm. Wait until the ninth heavy cultivation of the Zen realm, so that you can be promoted to the quenching body realm."

Han Zimo was overjoyed and said excitedly, "elder martial brother Zhang, do you really give me a quenching pill?"

Zhang Yitian smiled and said, "of course, good things should be shared with your brothers first. Leave one. I'll refine a batch of pills to consolidate your cultivation in a few days and promote you to the Ninth level of Zen as soon as possible."

After Zhang Yitian's promise, Han Zimo was ecstatic. He promised again and again and left with the pill.