"I don't want it. Keep this for yourself," Fali said. "You've been through so many dangers. You need this more than me."
"Of course," Chen Zhao said, taking out a gold coin.
"The pattern on your coin is different from mine."
"Every Scapegoat Coin is different," Chen Zhao said. "Keep it well. I hope you'll never have to use it."
"Okay …"
An hour later.
"Chen, if you don't stop, you'll use the coin."
…
"Kyla, I've already made the ointment. Do you and Fanny need more?" Chen Zhao called Kyla.
"Yes. How many bottles did you make? I want all of them. "Hearing Chen Zhao's words, Kyla immediately said that she would buy all of them.
Chen Zhao's ointment was very expensive, but as long as she could buy it, she would make a profit.
She could use it herself or give it to her family.
These ointments have very good medicinal effects.
Moreover, it was very rare. You couldn't buy it with money.
It was better to keep one or two bottles with you just in case.
"Sorry, I can only sell you two bottles," Chen Zhao said.
"Why?" Kyla asked. "You only made two bottles?"
"You're treating Fanny's burn, right? If she needs it, only one bottle is enough."
"No, not enough at all," Kyla said. "She needs at least three bottles for her hand."
"If I just keep applying the ointment, of course I'll need three bottles," Chen Zhao said. "But it can be used for my treatment, so I can save two bottles."
"How much are you paying for Fanny's treatment?"
"Two bottles of ointment and the consultation fee for Fanny's treatment. Let's make it five hundred thousand dollars. Is this price acceptable?"
"Sure," Kyla answered quickly.
Over the past few days, when she visited Fanny, she would frown at her burned hand.
She would also ask Chen Zhao every day when he could make the ointment.
"Are you home tonight? I'll go with Fanny. "
"Do you want to come over?" Chen Zhao asked. "It's not that troublesome. I just need acupuncture to stimulate the pores of the hand to absorb the ointment. I don't need to stay for a day or two."
"It doesn't matter. Fanny and I are quite free these days anyway."
"Alright then."
Chen Zhao put down the barbell in his hand and swam to the top of the inner core ball in the center of the lake.
Whenever he was free, he would practice the Qingyi Manual.
Chen Zhao had never come into contact with other cultivation methods, so he didn't know if they were similar to the Qingyi Manual.
The cultivation process of the [Qingyi Manual] was the process of converting one's own spiritual energy and the spiritual energy in the air.
If you explain it in a modern way that everyone can understand.
It was similar to a fund. One's own spiritual energy was the capital, and the spiritual energy of the outside world was the fund of an institution.
The amount of spiritual energy was equivalent to whether the organization had enough funds or not.
If he invested his own capital into this fund in a place that was lacking in spirit energy, he might not even be able to get his capital back, or it would take him a very long time to get it back.
The abundant Spiritual Qi around Chen Zhao's mansion was like a well-funded fund.
The rate of return was naturally quite impressive.
Therefore, it was very reasonable to say that one had to learn finance well in order to practice.
In the entire Mirror Lake area, the area around the pill would definitely be the place with the most spiritual energy.
Of course, the [Qingyi Manual] was a steady investment. No, it was a cultivation method.
The short-term rate of return wasn't obvious, but it was stable.
As long as he didn't do anything stupid, he definitely wouldn't lose money, nor would he hurt his capital … spiritual energy.
Actually, the River Diagram was the most suitable place for cultivation.
Unfortunately, there was an old turtle there.
If Chen Zhao went inside, Old Turtle definitely wouldn't let him cultivate in peace.
If Old Turtle was an old grandpa who could help him with cultivation, Chen Zhao could tolerate it.
The key was that he was the kind of person who was awesome as hell, but completely out of tune.
Therefore, being knowledgeable didn't mean that one could become a teacher.
As for the River Diagram itself, everyone knew that it was a treasure passed down from ancient times. It was good stuff.
But the key point was that it was useless …
It really was useless. Previously, Chen Zhao had wanted to go inside and have some fun.
But after being dragged by Old Turtle to play games for three days and three nights, Chen Zhao had completely lost hope.
Old Turtle had been lonely for tens of millions of years. Now, there was finally someone who could play with him.
So, as soon as Chen Zhao went in, Old Turtle would definitely harass him in all sorts of ways.
Fine, he should care for the lonely old man sometimes.
After cultivating, Chen Zhao entered the River Diagram.
"I really want to be in love." Old Turtle was feeling sorry for himself again.
This was what Chen Zhao couldn't stand the most.
Can't you pick up the dignity of a strong person?
You're super awesome, but you have to act like a little girl.
Today you want this, tomorrow you want that.
Also, you can't do anything you want.
Why do you have to be in love?
Find a little turtle for you?
Don't joke around. Those you can bring in are all dead.
"Old Turtle, did you watch that movie recently?"
"Thirty-three Days of Heartbreak."
"…"
"How about you change into one? You can fall in love with yourself. "
"No, I can't use the transformation spell if I use the clone. I can't use the transformation spell if I use it."
"Just use your own face. It's fun to fall in love with yourself."
"I've tried. I feel like I'm going to throw up after looking at my face for ten seconds."
Chen Zhao felt like he didn't need to visit him at all.
Being alone here, Old Turtle was actually quite happy.
"Like this."
Chen Zhao found a magazine and cut off the head of the person in it, pasting it on Old Turtle's face.
"That's good."
"Huh, that seems to work."
Once again, Old Turtle created another clone of himself.
Chen Zhao sat on the ground, drinking and watching Old Turtle's performance.
"What are you doing now?"
"Titanic." Old Turtle hugged his other self from behind.
"Jack."
"Lucy …"
"Ugh … This wine is so strong."
Chen Zhao rarely drank to the point of vomiting, but today, he really vomited.
"Didn't I bring this in? Why is it so strong? "
Chen Zhao asked, holding the beer.
"Just like how humans are the most intelligent of all things, wine is the most intelligent of all water. It can absorb Spiritual Qi in the world. The more Spiritual Qi a place has, the purer the wine."
"But this wine isn't made here, right? I brought it in from outside. "
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