Chapter 111 Instinct Talent

Author: Lu Hezai

Chapter 111 Instinct Talent

Amidst the lush greenery, a simple stone house was built. There were many monks coming and going, all of whom came to trade medicinal stones.

Zhou Lie was in charge of the screening, and although he was able to receive some good goods, the figure of the cyanobacteria never appeared.

Just as he was thinking about it, a young figure walked in. His aura was unforgettable, clear and pure, with the charm of a new rain in an empty mountain.

"It's him."

Zhou Lie recognized him at once. He was a young medicine collector. He was a very lucky person. He picked up three medicine stones last time, but he exchanged them for a thousand middle-grade spiritual stones here.

"I got two more medicine stones."

The medicine-gathering boy was numb and took out two medicine stones from the storage bag. They were as smooth as jade and had a faint medicinal fragrance, which was easy to distinguish.

He still remembered Zhou Lie. The storage bag he gave him was very useful and he was a good person.

"Or picked it up?"

Zhou Lie asked curiously.

"How can I have such luck? I went deep into the mountains to find it."

The young man who picked medicine rubbed the back of his head. After the last time, he kept staring at his feet while walking, but he really couldn't pick up any medicine stones.

He had no choice but to go to the mountains for this big deal. After a while of exploration, he finally found another harvest.

"Isn't that called luck? Found two medicine stones in seven or eight days?"

Zhou Lie smiled bitterly, feeling that the young man's explanation of the path of luck was not deep enough.

This benefit is already huge. How many casual cultivators have gone deep into the mountains and gained nothing.

Sometimes efforts may not necessarily result in rewards.

Two medicine stones and three hundred yuan of medium-grade spiritual stones were accepted by Zhou Lie.

"I want to learn some alchemy knowledge. Do you sell it here?"

The young man who picked medicine did not turn around and leave, but asked about another thing, and added: "If it's too expensive, then forget it."

He didn't know much about alchemy, but he knew that alchemists were very noble and it was good to be a respected person.

"Do you want to be an alchemist?"

A warm voice came from the side. The young man who collected herbs looked and saw that it was the man sitting here. He looked very young, but others called him "Senior", so he must have a very advanced cultivation level.

"This is my teacher, a second-level alchemist."

Zhou Lie liked the purity of the young man who picked medicine very much, so he told Chen Sheng's identity and asked him to quickly grasp it.

"Second-level alchemist!"

The young man collecting herbs stared. Those who are associated with alchemists are very distinguished people. Chen Sheng is still a big shot among alchemists, which is absolutely remarkable.

He was lucky enough to have a face-to-face conversation with this person, and he seemed very friendly.

After being stunned for a moment, he realized that he had not yet answered Chen Sheng's question, so he quickly said: "Well, it should be no problem."

He was a little unsure, wondering if he could become an alchemist. After all, none of the immortal cultivators who had been taught by their masters had become alchemists.

He started out halfway, relying on a momentary thought to become an alchemist, which seemed to be a bit fanciful.

"no problem."

Chen Sheng smiled, with warm eyes, looked at the young man collecting herbs, and said softly: "I will teach you for a while."

The young man collecting herbs remembered this scene very clearly. It was obviously a very big matter, but this gentle elder said it lightly. When he first started practicing, he gave him great convenience and convenience.

help.

"Ah? I can't afford it."

At this time, the young man who collected herbs was confused. He hesitated, feeling that the reason was not fair and a little embarrassing.

A second-level alchemist is willing to teach, even for a short period of time, but that is what countless people only dream of.

However, he only wanted some scraps of silver and did not dare to directly accept the offer. He really did not have the spirit of a man.

"No need for that. I'm looking for cyanobacteria, but I haven't had any luck. Maybe with you by my side, I can get my wish."

Chen Sheng believed that there was some kind of good fortune in the young people who collected herbs. It was always easier for these people to do things than others.

Maybe, it can really happen.

Even if he fails, he still likes to teach others, and giving a little help to a diligent junior is nothing.

"this……"

The young man collecting medicine just felt dizzy, a little dreamy, and even couldn't believe that this was true.

"Why, don't you want to?"

Chen Sheng smiled.

"I do."

The young man who picked medicine nodded repeatedly, then became a little confused and said, "What should I do next?"

He did not forget that Chen Sheng wanted to find bluebacteria by his side.

"be yourself."

Chen Sheng didn't force it. There was a bit of metaphysics in this aspect. Just take it step by step and watch it.

Finally, if it really doesn't work, you can think of another way.

"Then...go home first."

The young man collecting medicine tried to say.

Seeing that Chen Sheng had no objection, he walked out of the stronghold and walked along the mountain road.

After half an hour, the boy who was collecting herbs stopped, bent over, and looked around, looking for something.

He was very cautious. Even if he didn't find anything, he would still be patient and observe carefully behind the shadows of the vegetation.

"There is a terrifying monster entrenched on the mountain road near here, so be careful."

After seven or eight breaths, the young man picking herbs did not find the monster, and his tone became lighter.

He had seen with his own eyes that several casual cultivators were caught off guard by the monsters here and hated the northwest.

"It seems like he won't come out today."

Chen Sheng's eyes were smiling and he glanced at a certain place casually.

"It's safe, let's go."

The young man who collected herbs agreed with it, felt relieved and passed this dangerous place.

At this time, the terrifying monster was trembling in its lair. It felt a terrifying energy and locked it. As long as the other party thought about it, it could be killed.

Terrible, this place!

It made up its mind to move.

The young man who picked medicine lived in a small town near the Wenshuo Mountains.

Although it is a small town, it is very prosperous, and the people who come and go are all immortal cultivators. Like ordinary hunters, they live a dangerous life relying on the mountains.

There are also a lot of immortal cultivators, and the land is tight. The home of the young man who collects herbs is a simple house.

But he didn't dislike it at all. After returning home, he felt relaxed all over.

Then……

"What to eat?"

Although after refining Qi, the young herbalist's ability to resist hunger was much stronger, he still had to eat. He thought that it was probably because of insufficient cultivation that he could not truly maintain Qi for a long time.

"Anything is fine."

Chen Sheng did not refuse, not wanting to cause any misunderstanding.

"Is corn and bacon okay?"

The young man who collected herbs spoke without confidence and lowered his head slightly. He was really a little ashamed.

A second-level alchemist with a distinguished status would let people eat such things. I think if the people from the cultivating family heard about it, they would laugh to death.

"Can."

Chen Sheng nodded, still not refusing.

This made the young herb collector breathe a sigh of relief. He lit a fire and started cooking, very seriously, as if he was facing something important.

The firewood was burning brightly, white smoke came out of the pot lid, and the corn inside was slowly steamed, exuding a faint aroma.

"Slow down the fire, it will taste better."

Chen Sheng suggested.

The young man collecting medicine nodded silently and worked silently. Under this quietness, there was a trace of pressure, restraint and uncertainty in his heart.

Part of the firewood was removed and the stove fire became weaker. When the corn was almost cooked, he put the sliced ​​bacon on the bed.

Under the steam, the flavor of the bacon blends with the rice, exuding traces of fat, which looks very good.

The young man collecting herbs filled a large porcelain bowl for Chen Sheng, and then got a portion for himself.

"Indeed, it tastes much better."
To be continued...