The story of the reborn pharmacist

Because the spiritual spring water can greatly shorten the growth cycle of plants, the fruits and vegetables on the Calabash Mountain grew up one after another in a short time.

The fruits and vegetables watered by the spiritual spring water are full of vitality. Although the weather is getting colder, they are still growing very vigorously. Not only the taste is far better than ordinary fruits and vegetables, but the success rate of making medicinal food has also been greatly increased promote.

Delicious drinks and dishes, coupled with miraculously effective pastry and medicinal food, it can be said that today's Zuixianju has already earned a considerable income without Wei Ziqin spending more time.

However, it is not a long-term solution to keep the elixir for sale in restaurants.

Wei Ziqin thought about it for a few days, and simply bought the cloth shop next door with the extra money, converted it into a medicine shop, and moved the medicinal food and fusion elixir that were originally sold in Zuixianju to the new one. In the pharmacy that I bought, this made the restaurant's business completely on the right track.

Earning a lot of money, Wei Ziqin didn't care so much about money. He only kept a small amount of money by his side as a backup, and simply handed over the rest to his family.

Compared with ordinary gold and silver, Wei Ziqin is more and more eager to find a way to earn spirit stones as soon as possible.

Because of solving Xie Yongchun and Shen Chang, and disclosing the information about the poisonous scorpion patriarch to a few sects who wanted to hunt him down, Wei Ziqin eliminated most of the inner demons in his previous life, and he is very concerned about the matter of improving his cultivation in this life. Finally, it is no longer as repulsive as when it was just reborn.

He doesn't reject it, and even vaguely hopes that he can recover his previous cultivation as soon as possible. After all, with enough ability, he can better protect the family he wants to protect.

It's a pity that even if there is no mental hindrance, it is not so easy to improve one's cultivation as soon as possible.

First of all, Wei Ziqin is still in Shuhe Village. The aura on Calabash Mountain is good, but after all, it is not a treasure land of geomantic omen. It was fine when he cultivated Qi before, but for Wei Ziqin, who has now raised his cultivation level above foundation building, his utility is very limited. up.

Whether it is cultivation or cultivating higher-level spiritual plants, sufficient supply of spiritual energy is needed, and there are basically only two paths left in front of Wei Ziqin.Either leave Shuhe Village and return to Xuanguangzong. As a disciple of the head of Xuanguangzong, the sect will naturally provide him with mountains and caves with enough aura.Either stay in Shuhe Village, take out enough spirit stones, use the spirit-gathering array and the spirit-gathering talisman to artificially build a place suitable for cultivation.

Wei Ziqin didn't want to consider the option of leaving Shuhe Village, so the only thing left was to try to earn as many spirit stones as possible.

The realm of comprehension has always been isolated from the mortal world, and it is conceivable how difficult it is to earn spirit stones in the mortal world.

But luckily, just when Wei Ziqin had a headache and couldn't think of a better way after thinking for a long time, people from Feng's tea house suddenly came to him.

The person who came to look for Wei Ziqin was Feng Yongfeng, the patriarch of the Feng family. After seeing Wei Ziqin, he enthusiastically welcomed him to the seat.

Wei Ziqin took advantage of the situation and sat down, couldn't help but feel a little strange, since the last time he saved Feng Yongfeng's little granddaughter, he hasn't been looking for him since the last time, and he doesn't know why he was specially called this time.

As if seeing the doubts in Wei Ziqin's heart, Feng Yongfeng smiled all over his face: "Mr. Wei, don't worry. I invited Mr. Wei over this time, not for anything else, but because I want to do business with Mr. Wei."

"Business?"

The Feng family was in the tea business, Wei Ziqin raised his eyebrows, and didn't think he had anything to do with tea.

"That's right. I remember Mr. Wei should also be a monk, and he is still practicing the way of a pharmacist. Here I..."

Before Feng Yongfeng finished speaking, the young man who had been sitting next to him suddenly interrupted him and said: "A monk who is only in the middle stage of foundation establishment, I said Patriarch Feng, you said earlier that you have found a suitable pharmacist, what did you mean?" Could it be this person?"

The young man was wearing light blue clothes, with small runes embroidered on the cuffs and fronts, and the brilliance flowed on it, as if he did not hide his identity as a monk at all.

Wei Ziqin glanced at a monk who was already at the late stage of Golden Core.

"Really Yang?" Feng Yongfeng was taken aback. He didn't expect the people around him to say such a thing. After all, he had already told the other party about Wei Ziqin's situation before, and the other party had clearly nodded in agreement. Only then did I suddenly want to regret it.

Yang Xi raised his hand, stopped Feng Yongfeng's unfinished words, and continued to point the finger at Wei Ziqin: "It's not that I am cautious in doing things, it really involves the issue of cooperation in the future. I think we should You have to try it first to know."

He said it politely, but at this moment Yang Xi was actually very dissatisfied in his heart.

After all, before inviting Wei Ziqin to come over, Feng Yongfeng could only praise him as a flower, saying how powerful his cultivation methods are, and saying that his little granddaughter ate the spiritual fruit by mistake. After a while, he directly used the spirit grass to draw out the excess spiritual energy in the little girl's body, so that Yang Xi had great hopes, only thinking that the other party was at least a monk above Jindan.

What's the result, middle stage of foundation establishment?What a joke.

Everyone knows that the most important thing for a person who practices the way of a pharmacist is the perception of aura, and this perception ability has almost nothing to do with talent, and can only be accumulated slowly over time.That's why, unless a pharmacist's cultivation base has reached above the golden core, he can hardly do anything, otherwise those great sects would not have the rule that people under the golden core are not allowed to go down the mountain.

"Young Master Wei, don't worry too much, Master Yang didn't mean that, why don't you try..."

Seeing the serious expression on Yang Xi's face, Feng Yongfeng quickly said, he invited Wei Ziqin to repay the other party for saving his granddaughter's life before, and took the opportunity of doing business with him to make money with him. Revenge is avenged.

Guessing roughly what Yang Xi was thinking, Wei Ziqin did not go to answer the words of the Patriarch of the Feng family, but directly nodded and said, "It's okay, how do you want to test me?"

"Mr. Wei is very happy," Yang Xi smiled, and was satisfied with the other party's knowledge, "There is nothing else to do. I remember that people who practice the way of medicine masters to a certain level can improve Lingzhi's rank. It just so happens that I have a The setting sun grass of the middle grade of the yellow rank will not make things difficult for you, as long as you can raise it to the upper rank of the yellow rank."

It's really not difficult to raise a spiritual plant from middle yellow rank to top rank.

But the setting sun grass, a Jindan cultivator surnamed Yang, has been promoted.

Wei Ziqin took the Setting Sun Grass from Yang Xi's hand, and suddenly thought of something: "You are a disciple of the Wushan Sect, named Yang Xi, and the head of the Wushan Sect is your master. It was bitten by the Silver Flower Snake, and now it needs the help of the Setting Sun Grass above Xuan Rank."

"How do you know?" Yang Xi almost blurted out, and then realized in the next moment that the Wushan Sect is only a middle-level sect in the cultivation world. Because of seeking spiritual grass everywhere, I don't want to say anything about the fact that the head of the sect accidentally got poisoned by snakes It's almost as if everyone knows about it.

Yang Xi wanted to ask you what you were trying to do, but before he could open his mouth, he saw Wei Ziqin on the opposite side had closed his eyes and concentrated his true energy in his palm.

Only the two-inch-long setting sun grass kept dancing with golden light. It was very slow in the first hour, and it became faster and faster in the future. Yellow-rank middle-grade, yellow-grade high-grade, Xuan-grade, Xuan-grade low-grade, Xuan-grade middle-grade.

Profound middle grade!

Yang Xi's eyes widened all of a sudden, this grade of Setting Sun Grass is enough for his master to save his life.

Just when Yang Xi was shocked, Wei Ziqin over there had already opened his eyes, frowned slightly, and seemed to be looking at the spirit grass in his hand with dissatisfaction: "It's a pity, your setting sun grass is still a little old. It’s long, otherwise it should be able to go up a level or two.”

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, the mid-grade Xuan rank is enough." Completely forgetting her plan to test the other party, Yang Xi stood up and reached out to grab the setting sun grass in the other party's hand.

"Hey," Wei Ziqin raised his head and glanced at him, "I said, Master Yang is going to steal it, right?"

"No, I..." Yang Xi blushed, and quickly sat down again, but her eyes seemed to be fixed on the spirit grass in Wei Ziqin's hand.

The setting sun grass of Xuan rank.

To a certain extent, the setting sun grass is not really a rare spiritual herb, at most one middle-grade spirit stone can be bought, but most of the setting sun grass in the market is below the mysterious rank, and the top-grade yellow rank is already very rare. It's hard to see, let alone those above the Xuan level.

These days, Yang Xi was almost desperate in order to find spiritual herbs for his master, but he didn't expect that he just dropped by to talk about business, and he found it, really.

Yang Xi took a deep breath, and must not let it go no matter what.

Over there, Yang Xi didn't dare to waste time, and quickly negotiated with Wei Ziqin about the subsequent promotion of the six Setting Sun Grass, and then hurriedly left with the Spirit Grass that had been promoted to the middle grade of Xuan Rank just now.Here Feng Yongfeng regained his composure, and suddenly looked helpless.

After putting away the Lingshi that Yang Xi had given him, and noticing the expression of the head of the Feng family, Wei Ziqin also smiled immediately: "Sorry for keeping Master Feng waiting, by the way, why did you call me this time. "

Feng Yongfeng shook his head, wanting to say that it was too difficult, but the topic turned back: "It's nothing, I just want to ask Mr. Wei if he is interested in planting spiritual tea."

Spirit tea?

Wei Ziqin raised his head in doubt, is there such a thing as spiritual tea in this world?

It was already afternoon after talking with Feng Yongfeng, Wei Ziqin was afraid that Bai Heng would not be happy waiting, so he deliberately took a long way back and went to a pastry shop in the west of the city to buy the red bean shortcake and cream buns that were limited for the day.

Entering the small courtyard of the house, Wei Ziqin was carrying a bag of pastries, but he didn't wait for Bai Heng to rush over as usual.

Just wondering where the other party went to play again, when he opened the door, he saw a tall figure sitting by the window, his expression was dull, and the delicate outline was coated with a layer of light by the afternoon sun.

Wei Ziqin was taken aback for a moment, at first he was just amazed, but later on, he gradually felt a bit of disobedience.

It was as if the person was still the same person, with no changes in his outline, eyebrows and eyes, but inside he suddenly changed to a stranger who was completely unfamiliar to him.

"Bai Heng?"

Wei Ziqin called out tentatively, and put aside the paper bag containing the cakes in his hand.