Chapter 445: The Little Fat Man Didn't Die
Lan Shuang took a sip of tea gently, then looked at Lan Chun and said: "Brother Lan Chun, next, I'll trouble you, he has any needs, try to meet them, the matter of the soul weapon did disappoint him, but you tell him that we will try our best to find the soul crystal, and if there is good news, we will tell him at any time!"
After Lan Shuang finished speaking, he showed a hint of hesitation, paused for a moment, and spoke again: "You tell him that it's best not to go out again, and to cultivate here quietly!"
"Okay, don't worry, Miss!" Lan Chun agreed cheerfully. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
In the secret room, Cheng Siqi slowly opened his eyes, after more than ten days of pranayama, his injuries finally gradually recovered, and even the trauma of his soul was almost healed.
Without hesitation, he directly took out the Dan furnace and prepared to open the furnace for alchemy.
At this time, even if he didn't look for the Xuantian Trading Company, his elixir was enough for him to squander for a while, and even the fifth-level elixir had a lot of reserves.
After taking out more than a dozen elixirs and quietly comprehending them for a day, he put the first elixir into the Dan furnace and slowly began to refine it.
Two days later, Cheng Siqi, who was pale, finally finished refining this furnace cultivation pill, and did not disappoint him, with twelve pills, nine medium-grade pills, and three high-grade pills.
Looking at the pill in his hand, he directly took a medium-grade Nourishing Divine Pill.
Previously, the injury of his divine soul had not fully recovered, and then he began to refine the Divine Cultivation Pill, which made him feel extremely tired, but fortunately, under the service of a medium-grade Divine Cultivation Pill, his face quickly improved, and in his mind, it seemed that a wisp of essence was absorbed, and the wounds on the divine soul quickly recovered, and even, he obviously felt that his divine soul had grown a little.
"Hey, it's a pity!"
After a while, Cheng Siqi, whose complexion returned to normal, let out a sigh.
Although he had refined the mid-grade and top-grade Divine Cultivation Pills, these were useless to Su Lao!
After adjusting the state to the best, he poured out the refining materials, and in an instant, the cultivation room, which was originally quite large, was full of materials.
These are all materials for refining the lower grade spirit weapon, if it wasn't for the accident half a month ago, he should have refined the lower grade spirit weapon at that time.
It turned out that in the three months before that, Cheng Siqi followed Su Lao's advice and continued to refine the best magic weapons, until he felt that he could no longer make any progress, so he stopped and began to try to refine the spirit weapons, but just when he was about to succeed, a disaster suddenly struck.
Throwing away distracting thoughts and immersing himself in the refining weapon again, Cheng Siqi's refining level has improved by leaps and bounds, which even Su Lao, who is in the Golden Immortal Pearl, is shocked.
After consolidating the foundation for three months, and experiencing the previous blows, Cheng Siqi's mentality seemed to be more peaceful, and he was not affected at all, and under his single-mindedness, the first low-grade spiritual weapon he refined actually reached the peak of the lower-grade spiritual weapon, in Su Lao's words, if his level was further improved, or if he worked a little harder, and restrained a few more formations to prohibit it, then a medium-grade spiritual weapon would appear.
Of course, this situation is not that Cheng Siqi didn't realize it, but that at this time, his mentality has indeed reached the level of Gujing Wubo, and there is no longer a trace of lofty ambition, and even, in the following month, he still insisted on refining the lower grade spirit weapons, and almost every piece reached the extreme, but he did not think about raising the grade to the level of medium grade.
A month later, there were not many materials left in the cultivation room, and Cheng Siqi finally stood up.
After stretching for a while, he opened the door of the cultivation room and walked out directly.
When he came to the front hall, he saw the hot business scene here, and his face showed a hint of surprise, because he was not the first to come here, it was not so hot originally, and I don't know why it was so popular.
"King Siqidan, sure enough, King Siqidan, he is really here!"
Suddenly, I don't know who exclaimed, and then, countless eyes wrapped Cheng Siqi, and the next moment, Cheng Siqi fled directly.
"Hahaha, Xiaoyou, what's the matter, it's blocked again?"
Lan Chun's voice came, Cheng Siqi shook his head helplessly, turned to Lan Chun, and bowed.
"Seniors, juniors want to buy some refining materials, and at the same time, they want to sell something!"
After Cheng Siqi finished speaking, he handed a ring to Lan Chun.
Lan Chun was thoughtful, he took the ring, and after a while, his face showed a look of shock, and immediately, he looked at Cheng Siqi with some stunned.
"Little friend, the old man heard the sound of striking iron coming from your place from time to time, I thought it would take you a long time to get results, but I didn't expect that it had already succeeded!" Lan Chun said in surprise.
"The seniors smiled, the situation forced it, and it was a last resort!" Cheng Siqi said with some embarrassment.
"Okay, Xiaoyou, do you want to rest and rest, some time ago, a few Xiaoyou came to you, saying that they were your fellow disciples, and they didn't want to leave, the old man asked the eldest lady and arranged them to the inn opposite!
"Oh, who are they?" Cheng Siqi hurriedly asked, and then a communication jade slip appeared in his hand, and the next moment, a trace of sadness appeared on his face.
It turned out that for more than a month, all his thoughts were on the refining weapon, and he didn't notice that someone had summoned him.
Lan Chun looked at Cheng Siqi with a smile and did not speak, obviously, he expected this result.
"I'm sorry, senior, juniors will go first!" Cheng Siqi said embarrassedly, and wanted to leave after speaking.
"Wait a minute, little friend, the eldest lady asked me to tell you that it is best not to go out in the near future, otherwise—otherwise there will be danger!" Lan Chun said with some hesitation.
"Oh?" Cheng Siqi stopped, his face showing doubts, but soon, the doubts on his face disappeared, and he said to Lan Chun: "Thank you for the eldest lady's concern, I'll go and go back! Also, please prepare some elixirs for the seniors, and next time I retreat, I am going to refine some elixirs, which is also my previous promise!"
After speaking, Cheng Siqi turned around and left directly.
Lan Chun looked at Cheng Siqi's back, thoughtful, and after a while, he turned around and left in the direction of the backyard.
He changed his appearance slightly, and at the same time, he exerted his speed to the extreme, and in an instant, he rushed out of the Xuantian Commercial Bank.
After entering the inn opposite, Cheng Siqi quickly discovered the traces of Tian Ye and the others, and a smile appeared on his face, because he found that the little fat man who he thought had died in that catastrophe actually appeared here.
Almost all the people in Peach Blossom Valley died in the catastrophe more than a month ago, which made him feel even more guilty, after all, these old people died because of him.
Without knocking on the door, Cheng Siqi pushed the door directly and walked in.
As Cheng Siqi walked into the room, everyone who had been cultivating cross-legged opened their eyes one after another.
Cheng Siqi suddenly stopped and appeared in front of everyone.
After everyone saw Cheng Siqi, they were all excited, but soon, the excitement disappeared, and they wanted to speak one by one, but they found that they didn't know what to say!
The room fell silent.
"Senior Brother Siqi!"
In the end, the little fat man was the first to speak, but his face, which was a few years older than usual, did not have his usual smile, but looked a little sad.
"Well, it's good to come, it's good to come!" As soon as Cheng Siqi spoke, he found that his voice was a little choked.
Opposite, in the courtyard inside the Xuantian Commercial Bank.
Lan Shuang sat cross-legged in the attic, in front of him was the coffee table where Cheng Siqi had drunk enlightenment tea, Lan Chun did not sit down, but stood aside.
"Miss, if he asks, should we help?" Lan Chun asked.
"Don't worry, he won't make such a request, it's just-" Lan Shuang said directly, but halfway through speaking, she stopped, and after pondering for a moment, she continued: "You prepare some cultivation rooms first, if the expectations are not bad, he will arrange for those people to practice first!
"Black Sun City?" Lan Chun asked suspiciously.
"Well, I estimate that he may arrange for those disciples to go to Black Sun City, otherwise, he can only arrange for these people to stay here!" Lan Shuang finished speaking, and fell into contemplation again.
(To be continued!)