(Restored and updated. 13,000 words.)
On the first and fifteenth day of the Feijian lunar month, when I was about to finish eating the long ruler-shaped dragon-slaying platform, the time passed by and the Feijian whizzed, and it was already the twenty-ninth day of the twelfth lunar month.
Pei Qian, Wei Xian and Sui Youyou made five or six trips to buy a lot of new year goods for Chenchen Pharmacy. Pei Qian begged Sui Youyou to go with him. It was not without reason. Sui Youyou only needed to stand near various shops.
, without Pei Qian and Wei Xian negotiating with the shopkeeper, the price plummeted on its own.
Every time he went out early and came back late, the old man would read a book under the old locust tree at the corner of the street. He was a little reserved at first, but later he would say hello to them as he got acquainted with them. In the last two trips, the coolie
Wei Xian did not follow. Sui Zuo carried Chen Ping'an's green bamboo bookcase on his back and took Pei Qian back to the alley today. The old man greeted him again. Pei Qian responded sweetly. Sui Zuo did not say anything. He left.
This old scholar, who looks like a scholar, really has no limit to the world of learning. He has been studying to an old age, but he is a little older. Sui Qian grabbed Pei Qian's ear on his right side and asked with a smile, "Has the old gentleman promised to give you a thick red envelope?"
New Year's money? Pei Qian pretended to be stupid and cried out in pain.
After crossing the threshold and entering the drug store, Chen Ping'an was still sitting behind the counter. When Sui Sui released Pei Qian's ears, Pei Qian began to recite loudly where and when they went, which store they were in, what the original price was, and at what price.
What to buy? Chen Pingan was thinking about the abacus. When Pei Qian's voice settled down, the clear and melodious sound of the abacus beads suddenly stopped. Chen Pingan stretched out his thumb to Sui's right side and said, "It's about as cheap as just the written confession."
One hundred taels of silver."
Pei Qian helped Sui Zuiyi lift the bamboo curtain, and Sui Zuiyou went to the back of the shop to unload the new year's goods.
Pei Qian tiptoed back to the counter, stood on tiptoes, rested his chin on the table, and smiled with a smile on his face.
Chen Ping'an glanced at the other side of the bamboo curtain and secretly took out seven or eight copper coins, "It's your dividend. Keep it quickly. If she sees it, neither of us will be able to eat and walk around."
Pei Qian carefully collected this small possession, ran to the back yard, quickly saved it, and put it in her Duobao.
Chen Pingan reminded: "Remember to help unload the goods and start well and end well. Remember to tell her at the end that you have worked hard."
"Okay!" Pei Qian agreed loudly.
Looking at the green bamboo curtain swaying back and forth, Chen Pingan smiled knowingly.
Tomorrow is New Year's Eve, the day when the month ends and the year ends, New Year's Eve, New Year's Eve, when we bid farewell to the old and welcome the new.
Chen Pingan never expected that so many people would celebrate the New Year together in this dusty medicine shop in Old Dragon City.
Sui Youyou was reluctant to go shopping for new year's goods on previous trips, but later Wei Xian was too lazy to go. Instead, Sui Youyou got addicted and took Pei Qian to kill everyone, never getting tired of it.
It was Zhu Lian who first discussed with Pei Qian in private, saying that as long as she could persuade Sui Zuoyi to go out, he would give her a set of four treasures of the study and a piece of New Year's money. Pei Qian said he would consider it, and then he found Chen Pingan. Chen Pingan felt that
Sui Youyou really should move around more and get in the smoke of the market, so she asked Pei Qian to agree. So Sui Youyou couldn't bear that Pei Qian was like a buzzing little fly disturbing her practice of setting up sword furnaces, so she had to
Follow her and Wei Xian out to relax.
Later, Sui Youyou took the green bamboo bookbox in the corner of her and Pei Qian's room and took Pei Qian out shopping. Chen Pingan made a secret agreement with Pei Qian that as long as Sui Youyou bargained with the shopkeeper once, Pei Qian would do it.
You can get a copper coin in dividends.
Chen Pingan turned his head and looked outside the door of the drug store.
The light in the alley instantly became gloomy and gloomy, and the light seemed to have weight on it, making it appear a little heavy.
A green robe fell from the sky, it was Fan Junmao.
Chen Pingan walked around the counter and crossed the threshold.
Fan Junmao asked: "Have you thought about it?"
Chen Pingan nodded and said: "I hope this year can end well."
Fan Junmao reminded the Zhao Yin God with billowing black smoke and evil spirits: "Don't add any unnecessary extravagance and secretly spy on what's going on above the sea of ​​clouds. It will be Chen Ping'an who suffers the consequences."
Yin Shen nodded. If it had the Jade Pu Realm cultivation with the help of the Medicine Shop Formation, it would indeed be able to observe a thing or two about the sea of ​​clouds above Old Dragon City. However, the aura of the sea of ​​clouds was clean and clear, while Yin Shen and the formation were dirty.
The energy of the two collided, and the two were in close combat, which could easily cause chaos in the sea of ​​clouds, causing Chen Ping'an to fail in refining the natal thing, and damaging the foundation of the avenue.
Fan Junmao stretched out his hand to hold Chen Ping'an down, and was about to fly into the clouds and ride the mist to the sea of ​​clouds above his head.
Chen Ping'an suddenly asked: "It is recorded in the book that before the immortal made the elixir, after choosing a good and auspicious day and the shape of the landscape, shouldn't he fast, bathe, change clothes, kneel and hold the elixir furnace, and pray to the four directions of heaven and earth on that day?"
Fan Junmao sneered: "I am in the sea of ​​​​clouds. The mountain master is in the academy, the real person is in the Taoist temple, and the Arhat is in the temple. I am the saint in this small world of the sea of ​​​​yun. Who should I worship? Worship myself? If Chen Ping'an is willing to kneel down,
I don't care if I kowtow if I take another sword and fall to another realm. If I lose my realm, I can repair it. I'm afraid there won't be many opportunities for you to kowtow."
Chen Pingan understood clearly.
It seems that although Lu Yong of Qinghu Palace is an old Nascent Soul monk in Qingjing Mountain, he is still not a saint and cannot use the "geographical advantage" of the mountains, water and energy at will.
Being dragged into the sea of ​​clouds by Fan Junmao, Chen Ping'an stood still and gently stepped on the sea of ​​clouds under his feet. The sea of ​​clouds did not collapse and dissipate. It was no different from the ordinary mud road. Just like before, the Yin God left his body and traveled to the Water Temple. He was able to stand in the wind.
It feels good to be on top of the blue waves.
Fan Junmao flicked his sleeves, and a large snow-white case made of condensed cloud essence appeared out of thin air in front of Chen Pingan. The tabletop was as smooth as a mirror, with auspicious clouds floating in the air and an ethereal fairy spirit.
Chen Ping'an controlled the Fifteenth Flying Sword of the Five Elements, and hovered over the plan table with the White Jade Tablet close at hand. He took out the items needed to refine the Five Elements Water one by one. His movements were slow, except for the Blue Tiger Palace Lu Yong with the Five Elements.
Ten Grain Rain coins were sold to Chen Pingan for the five-color Golden Guizao, and Fan Junmao exchanged the Jiaolonggou Nascent Soul Old Jiao Jindan for Chen Pingan's natural and earthly treasures. There were over forty kinds of treasures, including cinnabar.
Twelve types are used to adjust water and fire and neutralize the five elements at different times and under different fire conditions.
Chen Ping'an was not in a hurry, and it made Fan Junmao a little irritated, why was he dragging his feet so long.
Fan Junmao slapped an old dragon cloth rain pendant in his hand on the cloud table, "You have to refine the water seal. As the most important auxiliary material, the quality of the water essence must keep up, otherwise it will be delayed.
The hind leg, this old dragon pendant, is the best water essence I can find so far. It is about the same age as the old dragon city, and has absorbed a lot of the water essence of the sea of ​​clouds. Don't talk to me about money, with that little Lian Lao
Jiaojindan is just like the medicinal wine, it is my bet, Fan Junmao. If you must talk about money, that’s fine. Just treat this jade pendant as if I were selling it to you cheaply, for thirty Grain Rain coins!"
Chen Pingan smiled and said, "You have been talking to me about money."
Fan Junmao had a strange look on his face, and for the first time, he felt a little lack of confidence, and said: "Are you really able to accept such a precious piece of old dragon cloth rain pendant with peace of mind? This is an old object that has been used to worship incense for thousands of years in the Fu family ancestral hall. It is very valuable! Thirty grain rain coins That’s all, it also involves the quality of your refining life objects, and you don’t want to show them?”
Chen Ping'an glanced at her and said, "This is just one of the sky-high compensations from the Fu family. You are just helping the second hand, and you want to earn thirty grain rain coins? It seems that you have been having a hard time recently. You have fallen into a bad situation. I guess it’s not as simple as falling back to the golden elixir from Yuanying. Why, swallowing the sword boat like me is almost the same, and it hurts the root? You, Fan Junmao, swallowed the sea of ​​clouds to heal your wounds. The effect should not be obvious, but in order to replenish the lost energy in you The Yun Hai Jing in the mansion costs a lot of money, right?"
Fan Junmao said angrily: "Chen Pingan, you are really not stupid."
Chen Ping'an finally took out the watermark and placed it gently on the cloud table.
Fan Junmao took a deep look at the small private seal, "Do you really want to refine this thing? In the future, your destiny will be connected. If you use it to seal the rivers and water transportation again, you will hurt your own cultivation. Of course, if you don't do it, This stupid thing, using this seal as the natal object of the water of the five elements, is of great benefit in opening a mansion. Ordinary people dig a well, which is at most a pond, but you are expected to open up a small lake. Your spiritual energy is pouring into your body, and you are full of energy. The dangerous situation of plundering various acupoints and eroding that pure Qi can indeed be easily solved."
Chen Pingan nodded and said solemnly: "This is the watermark!"
Chen Ping'an stretched out his finger and gently touched the old dragon cloth rain pendant. It felt a little familiar. He frowned and looked up at Fan Junmao, "Is this the water essence? The essence of the world's water veins and water movement condensed into essence?"
Fan Junmao's eyes were cold and he sneered: "Why, are you afraid that I will harm you?!"
Chen Pingan shook his head, hesitated for a moment, took out the jade slip given by the Goddess of the Buried River, and held it in his hand, "Is this also a water spirit?"
As soon as this thing came out, the clouds in all directions seemed to be psychic, and they jumped up one after another, like a group of children who were greedy for the candies.
Fan Junmao's expression became solemn and he did not give an answer. Instead, he asked: "Where did you get it from?"
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "That's it. It seems to be better than the old dragon Bu Yupei in the Fu family ancestral hall."
Fan Junmao's eyes became hot again, this was the second time. The first time was when she heard that Chen Ping'an was pregnant with the Twelve Realm Great Demon Golden Elixir, and she lingered in front of the medicine shop.
But this time Fan Junmao quickly suppressed the covetous feeling in his heart. He didn't dare to buy or sell by force. He came closer and looked at the jade slip with most of the seal text covered by Chen Ping'an. It was crystal clear and the brilliance was flowing. She was addicted to it. Just fine.
Chen Ping'an didn't know anything about goods. She recognized that it must be the essence of water transport condensed from a large water vein in Dadu Dragon Palace, a lucky survivor of ancient ruins. Compared with this old dragon cloth rain pendant that the ancestor of the Fu family had worn for many years, The difference between clouds and mud, innate spiritual treasures, and acquired artifacts is a big gap. The reason why Fan Junmao is so jealous is that if he refines this jade slip, makes up for the losses of Yunhai, and helps her return to Nascent Soul, there will still be a surplus. , and then easily reach the upper five realms, it only takes thirty or forty years. After that, Fan Junmao needs to spend his time to search for opportunities in the Broken Cave Secret Realm, and revisit the old place. Compared with ordinary Qi practitioners, these The ruins are full of murderous intent, and the difference is huge.
Chen Pingan asked: "Is it okay if I use this thing as the water essence to refine the natal water mark?"
Fan Junmao gritted his teeth and said: "Yes! It's very good! You guy, you really step on shit every day, but you can find such a once-in-a-lifetime rare item and pocket it! Do you know that such a rare and rare innate spiritual treasure can be found in your pocket?"
, I am afraid that in those unknown cave heaven blessed places where there are no saints squatting in the manholes without shitting, a large group of Jindan Nascent Soul Earth Immortals are needed to fight for their heads and blood, and maybe someone will fall there, and it is very likely that they will have to fight with the Jade Pu Realm.
The monks fight for a chance at the avenue..."
Chen Ping'an interrupted Fan Junmao's "complaints" and said with a smile: "Everyone has his own destiny. If I were born and raised in Old Dragon City and stayed for a thousand years, I might not have the opportunity to come to this Yunhai Station for even a moment.
You, Fan Junmao, have been wandering around the Water Temple for 10,000 years, but you still can't get this jade slip."
Fan Junmao nodded, "That's not bad. Stop talking nonsense and start refining things!"
She took a deep breath, started to step on her feet, and made seals with her hands. The wind and clouds surged around her, and the huge sea of ​​clouds that shaded the entire Old Dragon City began to roll up rapidly at the outermost edge, like a lotus flower that had already bloomed.
It turned into a snow-white bud, shrouding her, Chen Pingan and the cloud case. Countless snow-white rays of light above her head poured down like spring water flowing out of a spring. The spiritual energy rose. Chen Pingan had difficulty breathing for a while, and found that
After seeing the constriction in Fan Junmao's eyes, he calmly took out the golden jade plaque and hung it around his waist.
The seal inscription on the jade plaque reads "I am good at cultivating the aura of greatness".
Countless spiritual energy from the sea of ​​clouds poured into that jade tablet.
Fan Junmao quickly waved his sleeves to disperse the cloud and sea spirits that deliberately made Chen Pingan feel depressed, lest they all be absorbed by the jade plaque, otherwise it would be like a meat bun beating a dog with no return.
To be continued...