Chapter 300: Immortals are also afraid of poverty

It was all some information that scolded him for being despicable, shameless and indecent, and there was also information that there were Jindan late stage monks and Yuan Infant stage monks who made an appointment, and Yang Fengfeng ignored them.

If you pay attention to it, it's a thankless task.

As for those covenant battles, when he saw that the other party's realm was in the Yuan Infant Stage or the late Jindan Period, Yang Fengfeng directly ignored it.

This is a thankless gamble, people have more or less magic weapons, otherwise they have treasures; And Yang Fengfeng himself was so poor that he only had a first-order low-grade flying sword, barely touching the edge of a magic weapon, but it was already the worst magic weapon, and it was only a little sharper than the wooden sword.

The weapons of this world are divided according to the alchemy hall in this way: first of all, mortal weapons, which are very ordinary weapons, no order; Next is the magic weapon, which can be divided into lower grade, middle grade, and upper grade, which belong to the first-order weapon; The best thing is the treasure weapon, which can also be divided into low-grade, middle-grade, and high-grade, which belongs to the second-order weapon; Then there is the magic weapon, which is divided into lower, middle, and upper grades, and belongs to the third-order weapon......

Speaking of offensive weapons, let's talk about protective weapons.

People have the confidence to challenge him, and most of them have protective magic weapons, otherwise there are a lot of protective spirit runes. And Yang Fengfeng doesn't have his own magic weapon, nor does he have a protective spirit rune, if you use the standards on the earth, this is equivalent to an opponent wearing a cloth suit and a bulletproof suit and a bombproof suit.

Offense and defense, he suffers losses, will he be stupid enough to take the contribution points of the exchange pill to bet against others?

Definitely not.

Therefore, if you want to win safely, you can only pick people with low realms.

However, after picking a few early Jindan monks who had a fluke mentality and had confidence in their magic weapons, Yang Fengfeng could no longer find a fat sheep with a low realm, so he had to stop.

After counting the harvest, he only earned more than 20 million contribution points, plus the original remaining only 30 million.

"It seems that this financial path will not last long after all, in addition to risking and challenging opponents in a higher realm, you can only find another way to make money."

After thinking about it, Yang Fengfeng decided to change the elixir with 20 million contribution points to fill his belly first, and then see if he could practice all the second-order exercises, otherwise the third-order exercises would be out of his favor. He was a monk in the Jindan period, and logically speaking, only by arming himself with third-order exercises and magic weapons could he meet his own conditions.

But now, he hasn't practiced the second-order exercises to perfection, and he is armed, and he doesn't have any first-order high-grade magic weapons at present.

As soon as Yang Dingfeng arrived at the Dan Medicine Workshop with the first-order lower grade flying sword, he didn't expect that the monks of the Dan Medicine Workshop would be impressed by him, and immediately ran forward and said with a smile on his face: "Senior, how many pills do you want this time, is it still a medium-grade pill?" ”

The medium-grade pill he said was only a first-order middle-grade pill, and the pill he sold was also the best first-order middle-grade pill. Others, not even first-order high-grade pills, although Yang Fengfeng didn't know the other insiders, he could guess - those good pills must be sold to those who can afford a lot of money.

Yang Dingfeng didn't have a particularly smug expression, but said indifferently: "Come with 15 Rejuvenation Pills, 5 Qi Benefiting Pills, medium-grade ones." ”

He had now figured out that what he lacked most was vitality rather than aura.

The reason is that among the four exercises he cultivated, three of them were exercises based on body refining, which consumed more vitality than spiritual energy.

In particular, the Demon God Alchemy consumes the most vitality. Others, such as Vajra Arhat Gong, are exercises for refining the body, but at the same time, it is also an exercise that requires aura, which is equivalent to the neutralization of the Demon God's alchemy and the Immortal Imperial Sword Technique. It is both fierce and peaceful.

As for the Hundred Battles Overlord Gun, according to Yang Fengfeng's understanding, it belongs to the exercises outside the practice, that is, to mobilize the whole body with specific moves and routines, and even has the meaning of training the muscles, bones, flesh, and cells of the whole body. This is the closest to the earth's martial arts among the four sets of exercises.

Even after a deep experience, Yang Fengfeng felt that this exercise was not about the body, but about training! Train all the trace elements in your body as if they were a huge army! Such a subtle technique, although it is not as domineering and fierce as the Demon Skill in attack, and it is not as stable as Mount Tai in defense, but it contains a kind of mysterious wisdom, which seems to belong to the wisdom of the leader......

"All the exercises are very subtle, and giving up any of them is a loss." Yang Fengfeng returned to the cave mansion and took all the pills. If there are enough pills to complement these exercises, he is confident that he will be able to comprehend their essence and cultivate them to perfection.

After the twenty pills were in his stomach, Yang Fengfeng once again felt refreshed. The feeling of hunger finally became gone, and the body was still warm and very comfortable.

"The effect of the first-order mid-grade pill feels so refreshing, if I have the third-order pill to eat every day, then I won't be hungry." However, he just thinks about it.

It's rare to know that kind of pill with your toes. It seems that in life, no matter where you go, money is indispensable.

Perhaps in the eyes of mortals, monks are immortals, and they all think that immortals don't care about money. In fact, they are wrong, immortals care more about money than mortals; However, that money is not the money in the mortal world, nor is it the paper money that mortals burn during the New Year's holidays, but spirit stones, pills, and magic weapons......

Yang Fengfeng felt that if there were no spirit stones and no pills, the immortals would starve to death if they cultivated as crazy as him.

When he wasn't hungry, Yang Dingfeng was eager to complete all the second-order exercises, so that he could go to the Scripture Pavilion to get the third-order exercises. Only the third-order exercises are the standard exercises for a Jindan period monk.

……

A month later.

The second-stage exercises of the four exercises were all successfully cultivated, and Yang Dingfeng's whole person lost several laps. The moment he opened his eyes, his stomach rumbled in protest to him, and the belly was almost touching his waist.

"it...... What I lack is not understanding and perseverance, but elixir! It's really boiling so badly, no! You have to find a way to fill your stomach first, and then go to the Pill Medicine Hall or the Refining Hall and ask them about their standards for recruiting alchemy apprentices and refining apprentices......

Yang Fengfeng decided to mix into the Alchemy Hall to change it to the Refining Hall, as for the third-order exercises, even if he changed them back now, he didn't dare to cultivate. If he continues to cultivate, before he becomes an immortal, it is estimated that he will starve into a ghost.

A sword light carried Yang Fengfeng and quickly flew out of the cave mansion, galloping straight towards the Hundred Beast Valley that he was familiar with! Not long after, a wild elephant that first caught his eye was killed, he shot his head with a sword, then disemboweled, and after being roasted on the shelf, it was all stuffed into his stomach. (To be continued.) )