"That's right, you chose to be a loose cultivator, so you need a lot of things from the secular world in the early stages. In the future, whether it is fitness equipment for cultivation, training grounds, or medicinal ingredients that ordinary people can buy, they all require large amounts of money from the secular world. Wealth, companions, and blessed land, wealth is ranked first. "Medicine Master laughed. Of course, the 'wealth' he was talking about was not ordinary money. It was more referring to the heavenly treasures, precious medicinal ingredients, high quality medicinal pills, magical weapons, and so on that which cultivators commonly used.
"I don't know what kind of income the other people in the group have, but I can teach you some ways to earn money. In any case, to me, worldly wealth is not essential anymore. " Medicine Master laughed: "Wait until you successfully build your foundation, then I'll teach you a few methods to refine medicinal pills that are useless to cultivators but very useful to ordinary people. At that time, I'll bring you to act cool, oh no, I'll bring you to earn money and bring you to fly. "
Song Shuhang's eyes immediately lit up.
"Then Senior, do I need to help you with anything?" Shuhang knew the habits of the group, there would only be rewards if there was effort. Even when Beihe Sanren wanted to gift him a foundation building technique yesterday, it was an 'advance payment'.
"Haha, Shuhang Little Friend, you've already gotten used to the trading methods of the Nine Provinces (1) Group so quickly?" Medicine Master laughed: "Come to think of it, when I established this channel to earn money, the main reason was not for money, but to get twenty special deep sea medicinal ingredients from the other party every year. How about this … after some time, I'll teach you an interesting method to refine medicinal pills. Then, you'll be in charge of refining some and trading with the other party every year. At that time, you'll just have to give me forty percent of the twenty medicinal ingredients and worldly wealth you get from the other party every year. The remaining sixty percent will be my remuneration for hiring you. Then, as for how to do it, we'll talk about it after you successfully build your foundation. "
Song Shuhang did not know how much the sixty percent of worldly wealth Medicine Master mentioned was, but he gladly agreed to Medicine Master's request.
The two talked as they walked.
Soon, they arrived at the small alley where a certain Song saved a beauty yesterday.
"Eh?" Medicine Master suddenly stopped.
Then, he fiercely turned his head and stared at the back of the alley. His gaze was as sharp as a sword, able to pierce through a person's heart!
"What's wrong? Song Shuhang asked, puzzled.
After a while, Apothecary turned around and smiled, "It's nothing, they're just some annoying followers. Every time I go out, there are always people who like to send some juniors to follow me. Either that, or they're trying to find an opportunity to get close to me and ask me to help them refine some pills. Either that, or they wanted to see if I had gone out to look for precious medicinal herbs, and they wanted to pick up some leftovers from my hands. It's precisely because these idiots are too annoying that every time I find a place to dig herbs, even the most common Morning Dew Mysterious Grass will be transplanted by me. I won't leave a single strand for them! "
Could it be that Senior Apothecary is a human-shaped treasure seeking tool? You always find places with medicinal herbs?
Otherwise, why would there be people purposely following behind him?
And Apothecary obviously had a huge grudge against these followers.
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In the depths of the alley, a figure weakly leaned against the wall. He took out a cigarette with trembling hands and lit it up silently. Then, he revealed his trademark bitter smile — his bitter smile made people feel that even from a hundred miles away, it was still incomparably bitter.
It was the Altar Master whose life experience could be written into a tragic novel.
"What a terrifying aura, this is already the oppression brought about by the difference in temperament."
The instant Apothecary glared at him, he felt as if he had almost died.
The Altar Master followed Song Shuhang's trail to Jiangnan district. He wanted to obtain Reiki. Song Shuhang and Jouko Hagi each had a Reiki.
However, he could forget about the one on Jouko Hagi.
That girl came all the way here to take away Reiki. She swore to obtain Reiki no matter what. Furthermore, that girl was powerful and wealthy. The Altar Master believed that even if he knelt down and gave up all of his wealth, that girl would still not be interested. It was impossible to obtain Reiki from her hands.
As for directly snatching it? The Altar Master had never even considered this idea. He felt that even if there were ten of him, he still wouldn't be able to defeat that girl.
On the other hand, that unfathomable 'Song Qianbei' didn't seem to care about Reiki at all. At that time, it was also because of Jouko Hagi's three requests that he accepted Reiki. Perhaps, this' Song Qianbei 'was powerful and didn't fancy Reiki. If that's the case, perhaps he really had a chance to exchange for Reiki!
The Altar Master held a trace of expectation in his heart and secretly sent people to follow Song Shuhang.
He also ordered his subordinates to gather as much information as possible on 'Song Qianbei'. He wanted to see if this senior had anything he needed so that he could cater to his liking and exchange for Reiki.
One day later, 'Song Qianbei's personal information was quickly sent to the Altar Master by his subordinates.
Song Shuhang, male, 18 years old. Jiangnan University's Mechanical Engineering Faculty, Mechanical Design and Manufacturing Faculty, Department 19, Class 43. Graduated from Linluo First Middle School.
Currently living in Jiangnan University City.
An ordinary young man. His personal information also stated that he had no bad records and was a good student who was willing to help others.
When the Altar Master saw this unfathomable 'Song Qianbei's' information, he was completely stunned.
Did he see wrongly? Did his eyes go blurry? This information, was it really information on a 'cultivator'? And not an ordinary human male university student?
"This information is fake?" This was the first thought that came to his mind.
He stared at this information for a long time. In the two-inch photo, the young man had a gentle smile on his face. It was definitely that 'Song Qianbei' without a doubt.
The Altar Master held this information in his hands and went into a daze.
His mind was like a tumultuous sea, thousands of thoughts continuously emerged.
In the end, he chose to personally follow Song Shuhang.
He wanted to confirm whether or not his subordinate's information was wrong — — was that Song Shuhang a powerful cultivator or a mortal?
If this' Song Qianbei 'was really a mortal, retrieving Reiki would be as easy as flipping his hand!
At that time, the Altar Master swore in his heart that if this Song Shuhang was really a mortal, he would definitely skin him alive, then extract his soul and refine it into a resentful spirit! Only this could relieve the hatred he felt after being frightened for a few days.
Thus … … he personally rushed to Jiangnan University City.
When he arrived at Jiangnan district, he just happened to see Song Shuhang traveling with a very fashionable looking punk.
He followed them very carefully, trying his best to hide his aura. After all, before he could confirm whether Song Shuhang was a powerful senior or a mortal, he needed to be a bit more cautious.
He felt that he hid himself well, because Song Shuhang and that punk didn't notice him.
I'll first observe this Song Shuhang for a few days, then look for an opportunity to test him, to see if this Song Shuhang is a cultivator or a mortal! He thought so in his heart.
However, just as he was feeling good about hiding himself, the punk who was traveling with Song Shuhang turned around and stared at him.
That pair of smoky eyes was as sharp as a sword! That gaze was like an eagle in the clouds looking down at a flock of fat quails in a grass nest.
It was also like an ancient demon god looking down at the ants between his fingers with a sinister smile.
Super terrifying, just what kind of god is this?
The Altar Master was originally a timid and cautious person. For people like him, the longer they live, the more cautious and timid they become.
He was scared to death.
After smoking a cigarette, the Altar Master's trembling hand slowly calmed down.
No matter how scared he was, he still had to face it.
After forcefully stuffing out the cigarette butt, the Altar Master forced himself to calm down: "As long as I find Reiki this time, I'll return to my hometown in the extreme north and properly cultivate."
However, he would first wait for that Song Shuhang and that scary punk to separate, then wait for an opportunity to act.
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