"Xiaolian is the dragon and phoenix among people, the most dazzling genius in the history of the sect. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info you are just a mortal, a little self-aware, don't drag her back and become a burden on her immortal path. ”

"If you really want Qin Xiaolian to do good, you should leave Yinshan. I can give you a fortune that you can't spend in your life, and if you don't like wealth, I can also make you the lord of a country, an extremely mortal, with three palaces and six courts. ”

"Tsk, you can refuse the glory and wealth at your fingertips, I don't know if you are stupid or stunned."

"What should be said, they have told you, but you want to go back to Wangshan City to continue to be an apprentice of medicine picking, to be honest, I am a little disappointed, but also a little admired. Well, I hope you can live a little longer and witness the day when Xiaolian shook the entire Spirit Yin Domain. ”

"Ants should have the consciousness of ants, it's light to beat you today, if you're not sober, don't even lose your dog's life next time I don't know what's going on."

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These memory fragments made Lin Xi feel a little pity and annoyance, and some inexplicable emotion.

There is no doubt that there is no doubt that the predecessor has a trace of indelible feelings for Qin Xiaolian in his heart.

If Xiaolian hadn't been tested to have a heavenly spirit root, her predecessor would have the idea of marrying Xiaolian, after all, the two had been through hardships all the way and knew each other.

If he had spiritual roots to cultivate, he wouldn't bury this trace of affection.

But fate doesn't have so many ifs, and now Xiaolian has stood at a very high place, but it is difficult to even see her figure in front of her.

In this life, there is almost no possibility of intersecting again.

"Alas, you are more bitter than my life."

It's all about loving the wrong person, and Lin Xi can't help but feel some empathy.

To be honest, Xiao Linzi, the predecessor, actually worked very hard, and he was worthy of the identity of an apprentice in medicine collection.

If you really want to eat soft rice, you are not an apprentice of medicine picking, but a medicine picker.

Thinking of his refusal to be a pharmacist, Lin Xi spat out: It's really stupid and cute stinky stubbornness.

After coming out of the pill department, Lin Xi transferred to the central district, planning to buy some qi pills and bring them back to his mother.

Before Lin Xi went to the high seas, he left half a sixty-year-old alpine ginseng for the attending doctor to use to take care of his mother.

If there is no accident, that half of the ginseng is enough for the mother's body to recover, and if you take some qi-boosting pills, you can consolidate it, and there is no possibility of recurrence of the disease.

The Pill Department also sells Qi Pills, but he doesn't want to attract the attention of the people in the door.

After all, it was too eye-catching for mortal martial artists to buy Qi Pills for monks and use spirit stones to pay the bills.

Halfway through, he turned into a corner where no one was around, and put on a black mask.

The central district is the main trading place in Wangshan Castle, and it is very crowded with people.

In a branch opened by a certain sect, Lin Xi spent fifteen low-grade spirit stones to buy two bottles of low-grade Yiqi Pill and a bottle of Yishen Water.

Yishen Water, which sounds like a good name, is made from the residue left over from refining the Soul Pill, and the medicinal effect is much worse than that of the Soul Pill, but the price is cheaper.

The spirit stones he had in hand were all low-level, with more than five hundred pieces, and it was still possible to buy a few bottles of lower-grade Soul Pills.

But at the moment, he has no ability to earn spirit stones, in order to provide long-term and stable rations to the kittens, Lin Xi can only save a little.

Could it be that this is the consciousness of the legendary shovel officer?

When he returned to his lodgings and closed the door, he took out a small blue and black iron card and played with it, thoughtfully.

This is the identity iron plate of the disciples of the Elixir Hall, and there are two small numbers below: thirty.

Thirty is the sect contribution point he has accumulated in the Elixir Hall.

The sect's contribution points are very useful, and they can be exchanged for many good things, such as sword and divine sword that sharpen iron like clay, bows and crossbows with extremely lethal power, all kinds of elixirs, and even immortal cultivation techniques.

A low-level disciple like Lin Xi is not very easy to earn contributions, he has been in the Elixir Hall for several years, and he has only saved such a little.

He has asked others, to exchange the Changchun Jue of Immortal Cultivation Exercises, you need to contribute a hundred.

One hundred contribution points, if Lin Xi only accumulates by completing tasks, it will take at least five or six years.

He couldn't help but secretly wonder, "Also, I have Beneficial Soul Grass and Spirit Stones. ”

A hundred green grasses can earn a contribution point from the Elixir Hall, but if you want to benefit the soul grass, you only need four.

However, Lin Xi didn't know anything about the method of cultivating the Soul Grass, and he couldn't count on this aspect, so he decided to exchange it with spirit stones at that time.

Buying Yiqi Pill and contract blood talisman are all using spirit stones, and in the future, the Changchun Jue will also be spirit stones, which shows that spirit stones are really a good thing.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but grit his teeth: if there was a way to enter that ancient building that day, he would definitely be able to pick up more and better spirit stones............

When he was about to wear it back to Earth, he swallowed a large handful of Dahuan Dan for the clone, and he could absorb the medicinal power efficiently when he fell asleep anyway, so there was nothing to be afraid of.

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The noise outside the factory was non-stop, interrupting Lin Xi's cultivation.

Called the factory director Zhang Min in to ask about the situation, Lin Xi couldn't laugh or cry.

Outside, more than a dozen villagers were arguing, saying that the waste water discharged by the factory exceeded the standard, polluting not only the water but also the air, and demanding some compensation.

Ridiculous!

Plastic products factories generally do not pollute much, because plastic products factories basically have no wastewater, plastic scraps can also be recycled, and toxic substances will not be produced if the decomposition temperature of plastics is not exceeded during processing.

The sewage discharged from this small factory before was up to standard, and Lin Xi didn't dare to pack the ticket.

But after he took over, he not only added a sewage sedimentation tank, but also spent a lot of money to buy imported sewage treatment machines.

At present, the quality standards for the discharge of sewage are more than enough to connect to the municipal pipeline.

In other words, the domestic sewage of their households is not as good as the quality of the sewage from the factory.

"They are all members of the Li family, and they have ulterior motives." Zhang Min's face was not very good.

Lin Xi, the small boss, took over this small factory, and the treatment was very bold, not only doubled everyone's salary, but also changed the working hours to 9 to 5, and never had to stay up late to work overtime, no different from a small white-collar worker.

Zhang Min and other employees want to do it here for a long time, and they don't want any forks to appear.

So, today someone came to make trouble for no reason, which made him very annoyed.

"Oh? You talk about it. ”

Lin Xi was a little impatient.

When Zhang Min was appointed as the factory director, he didn't fancy his talent, just because he was the son of the head of Taiyuan Village, and he could talk and manage things in this village.

If you can't do this kind of trivial thing, what's the use of you Zhang Min?!

Zhang Min also heard the dissatisfaction in Lin Xi's voice, wiped the sweat on his forehead, and then told the cause and effect.

Taiyuan Village has two major clans, Zhang and Li, accounting for about half of the entire village's population, although there is no deep hatred between the two clans, but there are often small frictions.

Especially recently, Zhang Min's father Zhang Mengye has been successfully re-elected as the village head, and these small sparks have a tendency to expand.

"Boss, don't worry, our Zhang family is not a vegetarian, I will call someone to solve this matter immediately!"

Zhang Min hurriedly packed the ticket and said.

"Don't make things bigger, I just want to open a factory and make money safely."

Lin Xi heard the meaning of his words, waved his hand and vetoed it.

The Zhang and Li clans are both large clans with thousands of people, and if they fight, they are afraid that the crowd will be small.