There was only a piece of tea in this cup of tea that was no bigger than a fingernail.

How poor this is, putting a tea leaf and only brewing one piece.

After noticing Cheng Haoxuan's expression, Ku Rong smiled and said: "This tea is called Bodhi Dragon Festival, which is brewed with Bodhi leaves and tree sap, which can nourish spiritual power and make people feel fresh, and can increase physical fitness to promote spiritual power, everyone try it." ”

Cheng Haoxuan didn't care, but began to take a sip gently.

It's a little refreshing, and there is indeed a slight increase in mental power, but it's very little.

It feels a bit like mints, but it's 10,000 times better than mints.

Several people tasted tea quietly, whether it was Cheng Haoxuan or Ye Wen, they all felt that this tea was a good thing.

Cheng Haoxuan is considering the commercial value of this game.

And what Ye Wen cares about is that this tea can increase mental power.

After all, there is no way to cultivate spiritual power in the cultivation realm, so spiritual power will only increase when it reaches the next realm.

"Cheng donor, I don't know what your deal is?" At this time, Ku Rong couldn't help but ask first.

"I wonder if the master is interested in pills?" asked Cheng Haoxuan with a smile.

"I don't have much else in Hengyue Temple, but there are many elixirs, and I have always sent them to the nearest Yunyang Sect for refining, and then exchanged them for a few pills, so if the donor asks this, won't he also refine the pill?" asked Ku Rong.

"The master is extremely smart, it's just that I want to ask how many elixirs did Hengyue Temple send to Yunyang Sect in exchange for how many elixirs did it return?" Cheng Haoxuan shuddered and then asked.

"It's not much, one furnace and twenty plants can be exchanged for three pills, which is below the third grade, and there is only one for the fourth and fifth grades. Kurong replied.

"I see, as the master guessed, I am a seventh-grade alchemist, but I am worried because I don't have an elixir, and I will definitely be satisfied with this than the trading master who came to Hengyue Temple to do it. Cheng Haoxuan smiled.

"Are you really a seven-rank alchemist?" asked Ku Rong suspiciously.

After all, it is unimaginable that such a young alchemy attainment has reached the seventh grade.

Cheng Haoxuan had no choice but to take out some seven-rank pills from the space ring to prove it.

Looking at the jade bottle, there were at least twenty seven-rank pills in the jade bottle.

A seven-rank elixir is an existence that is unattainable.

After all, there are too few alchemists, and there are even fewer who can reach the seventh grade.

For example, there may be one or two pieces of spirit stones in each sect, but there are one or two pieces of the Seven Pins of Pill, and there is not even a shadow.

"What does the donor want to do?" Ku Rong looked at Cheng Haoxuan and asked suspiciously.

"Hengyue Temple provides me with elixir, I guarantee that each furnace will produce five pills on the spot, and each furnace of pills below the seventh grade will produce at least three pills with my alchemy attainments, and then we will divide it equally, even if there are five pieces in one furnace, you Hengyue Temple will take the majority of three pieces, how about it? Cheng Haoxuan smiled.

"Are you really?, even if you only produce three coins in one furnace, let me take at least three coins from Hengyue Temple?" asked Ku Rong suspiciously.

"You don't have any jokes. Cheng Haoxuan smiled.

"Then when will we start trading, I'll have people collect elixir now. Kurong said anxiously.

"Don't rush the master, we have a lot of time to take our time. Cheng Haoxuan said with a smile.

Although Cheng Haoxuan is like this, Ku Rong can't help but be in a hurry.

There are not many good things like this, and the most harmful alchemist of the Yunyang Sect only has five grades.

The elixirs above the six grades on his mountain were all drowned in pickles.

And this is more than the exchange value with Yunyang Sect, Yunyang Sect only gave one, and Cheng Haoxuan had at least three more than three products.

Ku Rong felt that he had earned, but Cheng Haoxuan felt that he had earned even more.

How can you have at least twenty pieces in one furnace below the fifth grade.

There are at least a dozen pieces of six products and one furnace, and seven products can normally reach seven.

If you use the Mixed Yuan Alchemy Furnace, the Seven Rank Pills are at least ten primers.

Cheng Haoxuan can take out about six or seven pieces in just one furnace.

In this way, it seems that Hengyue Temple has earned it, and from time to time it is only three pieces that are made in a furnace.

Secretly put the rest into the space ring, using the alchemy as an excuse that they couldn't be disturbed, so that they couldn't spy on themselves.

If you monitor yourself, then you will only have two of them.

Cheng Haoxuan made a complete profit and did not lose money, and originally wanted to share a little more Hengyue Temple.

But when I think about Hengyue Temple, it has a lot to do with myself.

You might become an enemy, so you can't grow the enemy.

By the way, I have time to go back to the shadow to kill and improve the strength of the shadows.

After all, there are a lot of pills on his body, and he really occupies the position of the space ring.

There are more than 100,000 pills in one grade alone, and in Cheng Haoxuan's opinion, all of them below the fifth grade are low-grade pills.

And the low-grade pills have piled up to more than 300,000.

There are also a large number of elixirs that have not been refined and placed in the space ring Zheng

Alchemy still needs to be prepared, and the elixir of Hengyue Temple has not yet been picked.

So Cheng Haoxuan and the others have to wait for a while, and Ku Rong will arrange it himself.

Call that fat monk to entertain Cheng Haoxuan and the others.

Seeing that it was dark, the fat monk took Cheng Haoxuan and others to dinner.

As soon as they came to the place where they were eating, Qi Zhe and Zhuge Yu were dumbfounded.

Steamed bread porridge and pickles, there are only these three things, which have to fade out of the bird.

Qi Zhe and Zhuge Yu immediately hinted at Cheng Haoxuan with their eyes, and then made excuses, and the two left here together.

Cheng Haoxuan had no choice but to follow, and Ye Wen saw that the three of them were gone, and he had no choice but to chase after him.

Leaving the fat monk alone in the wind, several people came to the mountain behind Hengyue Temple.

"I really don't know how these monks survived, I don't know the combination of meat and vegetables, all of them are still so healthy, if I give these three meals are steamed bread and pickles, I will have to lose ten pounds. Several people gathered together and Qi Zhe spouted.

"Hey, it's better to make a barbecue for Cheng Haoxuan, the food in Hengyue Temple is really unbearable." Zhuge Yu on the side said with a smile.

"Agreed. Qi Zhe listened to Zhuge Yu's words and immediately seconded it.

"This is a temple, are you eating meat here?" Cheng Haoxuan said with a wry smile.

Hearing this, they also felt a little reasonable, Qi Zhe and Zhuge Yu sighed helplessly.

Cheng Haoxuan looked at their appearance and smiled, and then said, "Since we can't eat meat, let's drink the bar." ”

From the space ring, he took out a skirt and a bowl of medicinal wine from Wolong Villa.

Qi Zhe and Zhuge Yu smiled bitterly and slammed each other's glasses.

"How many donors are not good at food?" At this time, the fat monk behind him found a few people and asked.

"No, no cherry," Cheng Haoxuan waved his hand and opened his eyes and said nonsense.

"Eh, it's so fragrant, can you pour me a bowl of this wine donor?" the fat monk asked, picking up the bowl.

Cheng Haoxuan smiled bitterly, you have picked up the bowl, can I not pour it for you.

However, this monk knew that it was wine, and he even wanted to drink it, so it was no wonder that Cheng Haoxuan.

poured a bowl of wine for the fat monk, and the fat monk drank it directly in one gulp, leaving not a drop left.

The fat monk who wiped his mouth stretched out his thumb and praised: "It's really refreshing, good wine!