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Chapter 1124

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While Yang Chen accompanied the four wives to tour the mountains and rivers, he did not forget his own cultivation. He did not seal his cultivation base and still continued his own cultivation.

Since he promised others to refine pills, Yang Chen certainly would not fall behind. In fact, in the Pure Bottle Medicine Garden, the Profound Spirit Furnace had been opening the furnace and refining batches of medicinal pills.

The medicinal materials were naturally added by A 'Zhu and A' Bi, and Yang Chen only needed to be distracted to control the fire. The spiritual awareness of the seventh grade human immortal was enough to cope with the needs of alchemy in this situation.

The more low-grade Appearance Pill, the better. The current situation was that no matter how many Appearance Pills there were, it was not enough for the female cultivators in the world to divide them. Wanbao Tower has already made a lot of money because of this treasure, not to mention the other benefits brought by the Appearance Pill.

Many people have asked for the Questioning Inner Heart Pill, and Yang Chen refined hundreds of them at one time. His own Sect had to leave a batch, and in the future, when someone asked for pills, they could also be used to deal with it.

As for the others, the Inner Sensing Pill and so on, he would first refine a large number of them to meet the increasing needs of the Sect. As for the other Sect's requests for pills, it was handed over to the head of the palace to deal with.

In addition to refining these familiar medicinal pills, Yang Chen was also constantly thinking about how to make use of those Devilish Beads. It must be known that the quality of the Devilish Bead in Yang Chen's hands was terrifying, even those who have already ascended to the Demon Continent would be shocked.

Not only that, in another Qiankun bag, Yang Chen was still constantly purifying the demonic energy on the ultimate demonized vine of the Earth Immortal level.

Whether it was the Devilish Bead or this demonized vine, the demonic energy carried by it was enough to make a dacheng stage master who had never been exposed to the demonic energy directly die. If he wanted to use it, Yang Chen must purify it.

While touring the world with his wives, Yang Chen did not forget to finish these things. Fortunately, the matter of alchemy was not difficult for Yang Chen, whose spiritual sense had already reached Grade 7 of the Human Immortal Stage. In the past 20 years, he had already refined a large number of pills that would make any Sect jealous.

Yang Chen would first send these elixirs back to Chunyang Palace, and then he would live in seclusion with his wives and live in the way of the human world.

While traveling around the world, Yang Chen had already found a place to live in the future. Now, he was just rushing over with them.

The four women were also looking forward to living quietly with Yang Chen for decades. At the very least, this was a rare moment of leisure in their cultivation. It was also a rare opportunity for them to live like an ordinary husband and wife with their husband. He believed that even if he ascended to the Immortal World, these few decades would be the most unforgettable memories.

Zhao Qingyun was the son of the Minister of War of the State of Zhao. His name was given by his father, hoping that he would also enter the officialdom in the future and rise rapidly.

However, Zhao Qingyun's performance did not coincide with his father's expectations at all. He was completely uninterested in what poetry and poetry. Instead, he was very proficient in cockfighting, horse racing, and caged birds. He was not inferior to others in eating, drinking, whoring, and gambling. Together with the other three hedonistic sons, he was known as the Four Young Masters.

Since a few years ago, Zhao Qingyun had heard of the reputation of Qixia Town. Qixia Town was located at the border of the State of Zhao, the State of Liu, and the State of Chen. It was famous for its wine, delicacies, and exquisite jewelry.

In fact, Qixia Town also had a special product, which was famous tea. However, this Zhao Qingyun did not care about famous tea. That was something that only those who considered themselves elegant would like. What Young Master Zhao liked was wine, delicacies, and beauties.

The reason why he knew about exquisite jewelry was naturally because of the beauties. In these few years, many noble ladies and socialites were proud to be able to buy exquisite jewelry and clothes from Qixia Town. Zhao Qingyun used it to curry favor with beauties, so he had naturally heard of Qixia Town's Bluecloud Art Workshop.

Unfortunately, good things were always very rare. Although Young Master Zhao had heard of this reputation, he had only tasted the wine from Snowdance Winery once, and it was only one kind. As for the food from the most famous Flowing Cloud Restaurant, he had never had the chance to taste it. They only sold it in Flowing Cloud Restaurant and did not go out at all.

However, Young Master Zhao had wanted to go to Qixia Town for a long time. Not for anything else, but for the beauties.

It was said that whether it was the owner of Bluecloud Art Workshop, the cook of Flowing Cloud Restaurant, the shopkeeper of Snowdance Winery, or even the owner of Winter Plum Tea House, they were all extremely beautiful. Even if Young Master Zhao did not like famous tea, it did not stop him from wanting to see the owner of Winter Plum Tea House.

This time, Young Master Zhao finally had the chance. He was allowed by his father to leave the capital and travel abroad. Young Master Zhao brought his group of strong guards and headed straight for Qixia Town as their first stop.

Qixia Town was not big, and there were only a few hundred families. In reality, ten years ago, there was no such town as Qixia Town. It was just a piece of empty land with mountains and rivers on one side. As for why no one lived here, it was because it was a good place with good feng shui. It was only suitable for people to live in.

However, this did not stop the people who came. They chose to settle here, build houses, and cultivate the land. Soon, thousands of people gathered here.

In the next few years, the reputation of good wine, good food, good tea, and good jewelry spread, causing the surrounding vassal states to crazily chase after them. At the same time, the reputation of the beautiful shopkeepers also spread.

The first thing Young Master Zhao did when he arrived at Qixia Town was to go straight to Flowing Cloud Restaurant. This place only accepted reservations for ten tables every day, and then no more. Young Master Zhao had never tasted the food here, so of course he had to try it first.

Someone had already arrived early and reserved a table. As for how to snatch a table from the crowded reservation, this was not something the son of a minister had to worry about.

To be honest, although Zhao Qingyun's father was only the minister of a vassal state, he was still the minister of a vassal state that spanned thousands of miles. As the son of a minister, what kind of food had he not tasted before? In his eyes, the name of this delicacy was probably just a gimmick to attract those country bumpkins who had not seen much of the world.

Young master Zhao's motive was, of course, not the wine owner's cup of tea. He was here for the supposedly very beautiful cooking maid. If she really caught his eye, the kitchen of the Minister of War would not be a disgrace to a little kitchen maid. Naturally, Young Master Zhao could also get close to her at any time.

Before seeing the kitchen maid, the food was served. Young Master Zhao casually picked up his chopsticks and picked up a piece of tofu that looked very ordinary and put it into his mouth.

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