Be a Salted Fish In the Harem Text

In less than half a month, the spiritual rice that had only sprouted a green bud in the spiritual field was already half the height of a person. Although it was not as tall as the blue waves halfway up the mountain, it was no longer bare when looking at it. Mu Sheng felt quite She felt gratified, of course, what made her most happy was the result of alchemy.

These days, after teaching Achou Lingyu Jue, she began to make alchemy. Although she was exhausted every time, the furnace was full of top-grade blood coagulation pills, and there were already twenty pills in the two sets of herbs. As the most common blood coagulation pill on the market that can be refined by alchemists, its value is not high, but these are top-grade pills, and the materials themselves are not expensive, so it doesn't matter if you can't make a lot of money. Many.

In the original plot, she has always practiced swords, but compared with Meng Yan, the proud son of heaven, she is just a speck of dust. It may not be that she is not talented enough, but that she is in the wrong place. What kind of sword does the low-grade Qimai practice? She should throw herself into the embrace of alchemy early, maybe she can improve her own physique. When she thought about it this way, the sword species dormant in the sea of ​​consciousness seemed to be unhappy, and it trembled for no reason, as if it was improving its sense of existence. Mu Sheng stretched out her hand to hold a bamboo branch. The posture of holding the sword after many years of sword practice was engraved in her bones, but the next moment she suppressed this restlessness.

The timing of the sword seed is not good, she is no longer the little junior sister of the outer sect who is obsessed with swordsmanship!

Holding the Blood Congealing Pill in his hand, Mu Sheng's first thought was to trade with the senior sister in the outer sect, but she shook his head and rejected it in an instant. Not to mention that spirit stones and merits can be used to exchange medicines in the deacon hall of the outer sect. If she continues to contact them, it is one thing not to be able to tell the source of the medicine, and it is even more undesirable to run counter to her own decision. Go, you can only take the panacea to the market and sell it.

At the foot of Tianyanzong Mountain, the city wall is majestic, and the plaque hanging above it is inscribed with two big characters of "gazing at the stars". It used to be just a small town, but the disciples of Tianyan Sect did not completely cut off their ties with the world. After worshiping in the fairy gate, many people would bring their relatives to the star-watching fairy city. Over time, it became a small town. Immortal city, even if one cannot cultivate immortality, one can still get a glimpse of the inspiration at the foot of the mountain.

There is no shortage of pills, talismans, and utensils in Guanxing Xiancheng. There are shops opened by disciples of Tianyan Sect, and there are also people doing business from outside. They have their own connections, and basically do not accept external panacea. There are many treasure pavilion shops, but not everyone can afford them, and some monks are unwilling to go through others, so a busy market has been set up in the city for casual monks to deal with some supplies on their own.

The twenty Blood Congealing Pills are really rare, and it looks very shabby when placed out. Mu Sheng then took out a lot of empty bottles, and pasted notes such as "Juyuan Pill" and "Xishui Pill" on them, but the inside was empty. When someone came to ask, she said without blinking: "Those are sold out."

In the downtown area, there is no comparison to Treasure Court, it is noisy and hustle and bustle, people of all kinds are crowded together in one place. Most of the sellers are sloppy and embarrassed, and few of them look like a rich lady like Mu Sheng. Coupled with a group of limp iron-eating beasts on the side, it frequently attracts attention. However, there are many people asking, but no one is really willing to buy it.

"Young lady is an alchemist?" came a hoarse voice, and the one who spoke was a middle-aged male cultivator sitting beside him. There was only a tattered bronze mirror on his stall, and he was asking for two thousand spirit stones. No one answered. He was also idle and bored, his eyes moved randomly, and finally settled on Mu Sheng.

Mu Sheng hesitated for a while and said, "Is that right?" She has already refined the blood coagulation pill, isn't she an alchemist? In fact, she doesn't quite understand how those alchemists are divided.

The middle-aged man let out a sigh, and asked again: "What about your certificate? Which sect are you a disciple of?"

Mu Sheng was stunned for a while, and humbly asked for advice: "What proof?"

Now it was the turn of the middle-aged man to look at her inexplicably, slapped his thigh and said, "You don't even know this? Did you refine this elixir yourself? If you are a disciple of a great sect, it doesn't matter if you have a sect's endorsement behind you. If you are a alchemist, you have to go to the alchemy alliance, right? Otherwise, who would dare to buy your three-no elixir?" Seeing that the smile on Mu Sheng's face was about to stop, the middle-aged man continued his sternness, "Look at it just now. There are many passers-by, right? But who bought it?"

Mu Sheng took a deep breath, almost unable to hold back anymore, is there still so much detour to earn a Lingshi? She didn't know what the Danmeng was all about, and it wasn't mentioned much in the plot of the original book, but with the word "meng", it must be a big force, right? What if going to Danmeng caused my future to be in line with the plot?

"But my Blood Congealing Pill is real!" Mu Sheng bit her lower lip, and with a forced smile, she reached out and pulled out the stopper of the jade bottle, and said, "Do you smell the fragrance of the Pill? But the best—"

"Blood Congealing Pill." Before she could finish her sentence, the middle-aged man took it with a drawn-out tone.

The most basic and cheapest pill, so what if it is the best? Mu Sheng was discouraged, and after a while he said weakly: "I must prove it? Is there no other way?"

The middle-aged man rolled his eyes, and the thief smiled and said, "One hundred spirit stones, I'll get you one."

The best blood coagulation pill is about 20 spirit stones each, and 20 spirit stones are only 400 spirit stones. This false evidence will disappear by a quarter. Mu Sheng hugged the little iron beast, and said decisively: "I can lower the price!"

The middle-aged man let out a sigh, obviously regretting that he hadn't sold the false certificate, and after a while he said again: "Are you—" Before he could finish the last word "OK", he saw a passer-by A tattered, filthy blind beggar came looking for him on crutches.

"Extreme blood coagulation pill? I want it."

Her voice was as crisp as ice porcelain, which didn't match her embarrassed appearance at all. She didn't sit carelessly on the ground like other beggars, but took a more elegant and calm posture. She took out four hundred spirit stones from her sleeve and handed them to Mu Sheng, and with the other hand, she put the Blood Congealing Pill into her bosom. After finishing the transaction, she did not intend to leave, but calmly said: "Fellow Daoist, do you want to make a fortune?"

Mu Sheng: "..." The middle-aged man looks like a liar, how come a customer still looks like a liar? Without even thinking about it, Mu Sheng put away his things, quickly got up with the little iron beast in his arms, and was about to leave.

The blind beggar moved very quickly. Before Mu Sheng left, he hugged her leg and said, "My divination is very accurate."

Maybe today's luck is bad, I always meet strange people, she moved her legs and didn't move, her face was a little more embarrassing. "You let go, what does it look like?" Seeing the beggar let go honestly, she snorted again, "How accurate is it? Is it as accurate as Ye Xingyao, the sect of heaven?" Tianyanzong, Taiyizong and Tianjimen. Among them, the Tianji Gate is based on divination and divination. The Ye Xingyao that Mu Sheng was talking about was the young master of Tianji Sect. In the plot, she was one of Meng Yan's harem.

The beggar froze when he heard the word "Ye Xingyao", but he quickly recovered his demeanor. She smiled and said, "Of course it's more accurate than her. If you don't believe me, let me do the math for you?"

Her eyes were covered with a white cloth stained with blood, and she seemed to be unable to see anything, but Mu Sheng still felt the strong gaze sweeping over her body.

"Fellow Daoist, let me do the math. You are destined for a catastrophe. The catastrophe lies in the little spirit pet in your arms." After a long while, the beggar said seriously.

Upon hearing this, Mu Sheng said perfunctorily, "Yes, a catastrophe, a loss of money." Then he turned and left.

"Fellow Daoist, listen to me!" The beggar was probably attached to Mu Sheng, she stood up quickly, her chic figure didn't look like she was blind at all. Mu Sheng was also annoyed by her pursuit, he stopped abruptly, glared at her and said, "Your calculations are so accurate, why don't you count your own eyes?"

Beggar: "..." Who would have thought of this? She was also in bad luck. Earlier, a beautiful and powerful female cultivator asked her to tell fortunes without affection and avoid love disasters. She didn't say anything at that time? Did you just mention "dreams" or something? Then one day, a massive catastrophe happened, and the female cultivator didn't seem to get through it. I don't know what she did to anger and resentment, but I was only a little bit involved with her fate, and was directly counterattacked by the robbery.

The beggar's footsteps stopped, Mu Sheng pursed his lips, turned his head and said "sorry", then quickened his pace, as if there was some beast chasing after him. The 400 spirit stones that I just got were not warm, so I kept a small part, and used the rest to buy medicinal materials and seeds. After harvesting a crop of spiritual rice, he can grow spiritual grass by himself, and then he can save a lot of money.

With the passage of the spirit stone in his pocket, Mu Sheng couldn't care less about those strange people, and even wished for some customers like little beggars. But this idea was shattered when she turned out of the alley and met the little beggar again. She looked at the beggar vigilantly, and suddenly tightened her grip on the little iron beast. The little iron beast sensed Mu Sheng's emotions, and without Mu Sheng opening his mouth, he grinned at the beggar, showing a somewhat fierce look.

Beggar: "..." She said after a long while, "I forgot to ask earlier, did you make the elixir yourself? What else would you do besides blood coagulation elixir? When will you come over next time?"

Mu Sheng's expression eased a little, he pursed his lips and replied, "Five days later."

The beggar nodded and said: "Okay, then I will come back in five days. By the way, my name is Rocking Star." However, Mu Shengli, who strode away, ignored her, but the little iron-eating beast passed Mu Sheng's shoulder and used a pair of Eyes almost fused with black hair, staring at Rocking Star closely.