Chapter 190 Marrow Cleansing Pill

Author: Huang Huoqing

Chapter 190 Marrow Cleansing Pill

In the A private room with a river view on the third floor, Hong Pan and Hong Fan sat on the left and right.

"We also have some small industries in Xijing."

Hong Zhe introduced.

"One is this restaurant; there are two shops, one collects grain and the other sells fur from the west."

"The three companies have a combined net profit of 1,000 taels of silver a year."

"Young Master Zhe usually manages the grain shop, and I am the one who manages Xingsheng Hall."

The chief manager Zhao Rongxuan interrogated.

"Although it is not a first-class restaurant in the whole city, our signature dish, "Yaoyu Sanyao", and "Fried Pork in Shandiao" are also very famous in Dongcheng."

"If the second young master wants to invite ordinary friends in the future, he will never lose his grade when he comes to us..."

He said as he stood up to respect him.

Hong Fan also got up and took it, generously ensuring that the water and water will not flow to outsiders' fields.

Everyone laughed.

After a few rounds of wine, most of the managers who had no cultivation were slightly drunk, and the atmosphere became more harmonious.

"Shura Sect is naturally good, but the Tiqi is not bad either!"

A manager smiled.

"Except for those noble families who are used to being the best, if a family of rural merchants and civilians has a tiqi, it will be extremely glorious."

He raised his glass to Hongfan and then drank it with his own complacent words, probably because I did what you meant.

"With the martial arts academy as a backer, no gang dares to provoke any gangster. He can also recognize many officials and masters, and can exert strength in all aspects."

"Hey, Lao Song, you're the saying of the city."

Zhao Rongxuan said disdainfully.

"The second young master entered the Tiqi, naturally, to seek entry into martial arts."

"In five years and ten years, you will get a martial arts scripture; if you make great contributions and have the qualifications to pass on other things, you will be able to promote your family and become a ancestral ancestor!"

The managers naturally dared not refute the words of the shopkeeper, but Hong Zhe and Hong Qing were imagining after hearing this.

There was a moment of silence during the meal.

Finally, Hong Pan took over the conversation.

"This is too difficult, there is no need to think about it."

"I have been in charge of the Martial Arts Academy for more than a hundred years, and there are only 37 Tiqi who have obtained the martial arts rumor, but there is not a single one in Xijing..."

He smiled and couldn't help but drink another drink.

A banquet lasted for an hour.

When everyone was over and they dispersed, they left Xingsheng Hall, but there were two crescent moons in front of them.

One floats in the center of the water, and the other hangs in the sky. It is impossible to tell which one is true and which one is brighter.

There are sparse pedestrians on the street.

There are pleasure boats with red and yellow lanterns floating scattered on the river, and the ethereal and clear songs and laughter came from afar, and the sound of the Yao River slamming the banks of the river was in harmony.

The managers left.

Hong Pan sent Hong Qing and Hong Zhe back to the Asahi Mansion in person.

The servant who had been waiting in the ear room came over and opened the door.

The two entered the front hall.

Hong Pan covered the door and took out a wooden box and stuffed it to Hong Fan.

"Eight marrow-cleaning pills are enough for ordinary people to use for two months."

He whispered.

"I know that because of your life star, you need to consume an extra resource for your practice. This place is about one month long."

The marrow-clearing pill is a very famous Hunranjing drug in Liangzhou. It has excellent warming effect on the meridian dantian and is more valuable than the Peiyuan pill.

It is said that exhausting all the medicine power can expand the true energy of a martial artist in the Pure Land Realm by 20%.

Although Hong Fan has not used it, he also knows that this thing costs 60 or 70 taels per piece, and it is not something you can buy with money.

"The marrow-cleaning pill is the best elixir that is circulated in the country, but the output is limited, and it is usually in short supply."

Hong Pan continued.

"Since the New Year, I have only collected thirty-five pieces; except for the eight pieces I gave you, the rest will be sent back to Jinhai."

Hong Fan nodded solemnly.

The two looked at each other, and Hong Pan was inexplicably discouraged.

"I know the talent of Nephew and Asheng."

"It's just that the clan has very limited help in terms of martial arts and resources."

"Anyway, you don't have to save money in Xijing. Now the clan has enough money and the regular expenses are much less..."

He said, suddenly shut up and his face turned sad.

Candlelight jumps, shaking the shadows on the wall.

The hall was quiet for a moment.

Hong Fan knew what Hong Pan was just trying to say.

In the battle between Jinhai, Hong Jian died in the battle.

In this case, all kinds of warmth and nourishing that originally needed to be provided regularly, and there is no need for healing pills.

Hong Pan said goodbye soon.

Hong Fan checked the stables and confirmed that Hongqi had been taken care of. He went to the front yard and gave two cents of silver to the servant who lived in the ear room.

The other party thanked him very much.

Then he went back to the room and got on the couch.

On the day Hong Jian was buried, Hong Fan broke through to the three meridians of the Hunran.

Within the next ten days, he practiced day and night, plus a small amount of life star plunder, and opened up 20% of the fourth meridian Yangwei meridian.

But when the external force was exhausted, his practice speed was so slow that it was a bit unbearable in the last 20 days.

Opening the wooden box, Hong Fan took out a marrow-cleaning pill.

This pill looks light gray and looks ordinary, with only a rich aroma of fruit wood.

The elixirs melt into the throat.

The medicinal power spreads quickly.

When Hong Fan entered the inner eye, he felt that the meridians in his body seemed to be soaked in warm water, and his dantian was like a simmering stove, which was very comfortable.

Time passes, and the sound of the sound outside the window has been heard several times.

It was dawn, and Hong Fan had just finished his work and then lie down with his clothes.

An hour later, he got up and practiced in the morning, feeling refreshed and untired.

Extending the practice time is one of the functions of the Marrow Cleansing Pill.

[The practice speed of using the marrow-cleaning pill is slightly slower than the combination of Peiyuan San and Jiao Meat, and it may be able to open a strange meridian in five months.]

Hong Fan Xunxing’s true energy, secretly estimating it.

Then, sand and dust rose without wind on the training ground.

Just like the years in the Asahi Courtyard of Jinhai.

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Two days later.

April 25, morning.

Today, Xijing is clear and windy, and the sky is blue.

Hong Fan walked out of Asahi Mansion with a plain brocade robe and packed gifts.

The Xianzun Bridge is slightly crowded.

The red flag bumped its big head and used a loud noise to remind the passing thin humans to make way.

Hong Fan sat in the ankle and looked north.

In the distance, the boat from the south used long sails to pull the wind's tail, leaving a long tail.

By the bridge, the water surface is quiet and unwavering, soaked in warm clouds.

His destination is the southwest corner of Xijing City, Liangzhou's artifacts and supervisors.

Yesterday, Hong Fan handed a greeting to Zhuang Liren through the Zhongguan Temple and made an appointment to meet today.

Jinhai's instruments are familiar with Hong Fan. Including the courtyard and warehouse, at most, the size of an elementary school in his previous life.

But the Xijingzhou department is very different.

Turning around the corner of the street, a green line that is more than a hundred feet long and more than a meter high is entered into your eyes.

This is a high wall of instruments.

Under the wall, soldiers were guarding with swords every ten feet away.

Behind the wall, smoke columns of different colors floated up everywhere and scattered into the sky.

With many alert eyes, Hong Fan rode along the high wall. In just a few minutes along the way, he passed by three obviously heavy carriages.

He knew that this was one of the eight divisions of Dahua, with five masters and second-grade art saints.

Not just a research institution, not just a military-industrial enterprise.

In addition to the mechanism, the instruments also operate many unique businesses - such as accurate pendulum clocks, mirrors that can be seen through light, glass crafts, the best printing houses in Dahua, and the most colorful textiles...

These products and services are rare and expensive, bringing huge profits every year.

Therefore, Zhuang Liren gave it casually, and it was worth a thousand gold.

PS: There is no document saved at all, and the daily update time cannot be guaranteed (╥﹏╥).

There is still another chapter today, but I don't know when...

Thank you brothers.
Chapter completed!