Baiyang Sect, in front of the Alchemy Hall, there are four people waiting silently at this moment, these four people are all dark-skinned, and the token of Baiyang Sect is pinned to their waists, but there is a word "outside" written on the back of the token.

And beside them, there are large piles of goods, all of which are tightly wrapped in thick black linen, and it is impossible to see what is inside from the outside, and there are disposable seals all around, if they are opened, the consignee will see the problem.

Several people were panting and sweating on their foreheads, looking like they had just done a lot of physical exertion.

These people are the outer door officials of the Baiyang Sect, in fact, they are the people who are generally responsible for the chores in their internal affairs. Most of the ancestors have a little relationship with the sect, but these people themselves can't cultivate without spiritual roots, so they also do some work such as picking up goods and cleaning.

It's just that the reputation of the Xiuzhen sect is loud and external, and the treatment on the mountain is much more generous than finding an errand in the city, so these people are also very willing to stay.

And the big and small bags of goods next to them were really purchased by Fengzi, and he ordered these outer door officials to move everything here in advance and wait for him to come back.

"I heard that Senior Feng has recruited a new person in the Medicine Refining Hall, this is also a rare thing, since the last Qi Refining Stage disciple fled here, no one has dared to come for several months. One of them said.

"But as far as I know, this disciple is because his qualifications are extremely poor, in order not to waste the cultivation resources of other elders, Elder Zong Cao arranged for him to come here, in the final analysis, this kind of person can't make the slightest achievement in cultivation at all, and he is not stronger than us, I really don't know why we are tired and tired to do it, and that waste can enjoy happiness in it!" said a person beside him angrily.

One of the four people looked a little older, but shook his head: "Don't think too highly of yourself, just rely on others who have spiritual roots, they can feel to control the Danhuo, just ask who of us here can do it." Moreover, when I came to this place, the strangeness of the new elixir was made by the predecessors of Yifeng, and if the spiritual root was poor, there would always be a glimmer of hope, but coming here is equivalent to completely cutting off one's immortal path, and it is also a poor person. ”

Maybe it's because I've seen too much, but this older person is actually upset for Du Rongda, who has never met.

"I don't know what Senior Feng is thinking, this alchemy hall is declining more and more, thinking about how beautiful it was more than ten years ago. One of the others sighed as well.

The old man had a different view: "What such seniors think, how can we figure it out." You see, although the Medicine Refining Hall has declined in the past few years, the frequency and quantity of medicinal materials purchased each time are much higher than a few years ago. I think back then, that is, two people only need to send it once a month, and now they have to buy goods every half a month, and the number of people has increased to four. ”

When everyone heard him say this, they looked at the heavy goods around them, and they all nodded approvingly.

At this moment, there was a slight sound of breaking the air in the distance of the sky, and everyone looked at it, only to see a light coming from the sky in the distance, knowing that it was the master here who had returned, they all shut up and stopped talking.

The light was far and near, and when it was about to hit the ground, it suddenly slowed down, and an old man with a gray beard stepped on a dust, lifted his weight lightly at a height of a foot above the ground, paused and jumped off from it.

"Meet Senior Feng. All four of them bowed straight and saluted Toyoko.

"Anyway, the customs and etiquette are complicated, but if you can avoid it, just get down to business, have you all the things I told you to bring?" Feng Zizhen didn't greet anyone, so he said straight to the point.

The four of them were still led by the slightly older man, and he took a step forward and replied, "Senior, these dozen or so packages you asked for have been placed in that corner untouched. ”

Feng Zizhen glanced at it casually, and his divine sense had already swept over the goods and found that there was nothing wrong with them. When a monk reaches the foundation building period, in addition to detecting the cultivation of others, he can also play many other wonderful purposes.

"It's good, you did a good job, I forgot to tell you in a hurry this time, there is a disciple in the Alchemy Hall now, you don't need to wait for me next time you come, just knock on the door, as long as he is in the same way, the goods can be delivered."

Okay, the door rules are set, and it's not convenient for you to go in, so if there's nothing else, you can go down the mountain. You are usually conscientious, and you won't have a chance to meet me in the future, so these things will be your reward. After Feng Zizhen finished speaking, he threw a fluorescent thing at each of them in his hand.

The four of them subconsciously took it, and when they looked at it, they couldn't help but be overjoyed, and each of them fell into a low-grade spirit stone.

For them who are often active in the mortal society, this spirit stone is equivalent to more than a thousand taels of silver, and they generally do things for the elders in the door, even if the reward is at most a few taels of silver, although the monks are generally useless, they will always prepare some good communication with mortals.

I didn't expect this seemingly sloppy and poor old man to be so generous, and one reward was equivalent to hundreds of times for other elders, and I couldn't help but have a great change in his opinion.

"Thank you Feng seniors, thank you seniors for your great kindness!" The four of them all knelt down in unison, thanked them from the bottom of their hearts, kowtowed heavily to Feng Zizhen, and then got up and went down the mountain one after another.

I saw a few people walking lightly, and it seemed that the previous fatigue had been washed away by this reward.

Feng Zizhen didn't look at these people anymore, he pointed lightly at the goods piled up on the side, his dust automatically left his body, and his tail was wide open.

Thousands of white filaments grew wildly, weaving a whole white net, wrapping all the goods, floating in the air and following him into the gate of the alchemy hall, and then stacked in a corner of the patio.

Originally, he did the sorting of these things alone, but now it is rare to receive a follower, of course, he has to simply tell him to put these things into the warehouse, and he still has a new Danfang development to refine, so he doesn't have so much time to take care of this idle matter.

Thinking of Du Rong, Feng Zizhen was still a little uneasy at this time, although he had arranged a task for him to grind the dead grass, but this grinding stage was the most damaging to the monk.

When the slag is baked and purified and the harmful odor is discharged, because there is a flame heating at the bottom and the object is always static, the gas will be heated and evaporated and floated up and sucked away by the exhaust outlet.

However, in this grinding stage, when the herbs are the freshest, and when the smell is the greatest, a large amount of odor will be blown out, and this scattered and sinking gas is difficult to expel even if there is a vent, so the damage to the monk is the greatest in the grinding stage, and all the disciples before have found this problem and fled.

As for Feng Zizhen, although he is an alchemy maniac, he is also a master of the Fake Dan Realm, not to mention others, in fact, he himself is also refining the Golden Pill, as the most critical pill in the Condensing Golden Pill, he urgently needs to refine this Pill to make a sprint for the final bottleneck.

And the many materials required to refine the knot gold pill are all sky-high, coupled with the scrap rate caused by the super high refining difficulty, so he refined so many blood pills in order to sell the materials for the knot gold pill.

But this withered grass also wears a lot of wear and tear on the monk's cultivation, and he uses spells to control the grinding on weekdays, after all, the control of spells is not as dexterous and random as the five fingers of the upper limbs, not to mention that the effect is not good, and it takes his time and energy.

Because ordinary people can't know the hidden rules of the door, he really needs a stupid boy with spiritual roots to do these jobs for him.

But then again, it's the most important way for him to make money at the moment, if this new kid makes any trouble, let him get out of here immediately!