The second elder, who was called a medicine idiot, Ye Chuan did not return to Ziyun Peak immediately, but walked with the second elder first and helped him look at the dying dragon tooth grass.

Second Elder Nangong Ren looked nervous, he spent a lot of silver taels on this dragon tooth grass to buy it in the underground ghost market, and he was almost innocent for it. If it dies like this, it will be a real loss, and there will be no tears to cry.

Ye Chuan looked at it carefully, reached into the ground and grabbed a handful of dirt and pinched it, a little crying and laughing. What kind of death is this, it is clear that the second elder is anxious, and he will drown this herb if he watered it too much. Compared with ordinary herbs, dragon tooth grass is not difficult to raise, and it does not require much heaven and earth aura to conceive, but it has a characteristic that special attention should be paid to watering. It can't be dried, and you can't water it too much.

"After changing the surface layer of soil, I will water it once a month, but I will water it thoroughly once a month. Ye Chuan patted the dirt on his hands, turned around and left.

"Hey, wait a minute, that's it?" The second elder was not at ease, grabbing Ye Chuan's sleeve and not letting go, he didn't look like an elder at all, but like a poor old farmer watching the sky and eating.

"What else do you want to do? Water every day and soak this dragon's tooth grass in soup?"

Ye Chuan shook his head, shook his hand and walked away.

Behind him, the second elder was still not at ease, but he had no choice but to look at the letter and wait.

Back at the Ziyun Courtyard, Ye Chuan instructed the Yan Demon to pick a few herbs, and then sat down cross-legged in the study.

Just now, the conflict with Aesop at the foot of the mountain was a sign. The big competition is coming soon, and Jin Zhikun, the master of the Alchemy Hall, and the three elders behind the scenes are definitely not honest and will not let themselves cope with this challenge.

At the foot of the mountain, the leaves and clouds are clear and the breeze is light, and the appearance is as if nothing happened. I returned to the Ziyun Courtyard and calmed down alone, but I felt a heavy pressure. Externally, he had to face the coercion of the Xuanding Sect Tuoba Xiong and the Five Dunmen, and in the sect, he had to face the two old guys Jin Zhikun and the Third Elder.

"In the final analysis, the cultivation of this body is far from enough!"

Ye Chuan muttered quietly, concentrating and meditating, and between his breaths, there was a faint dragon-shaped air mass stretching and contracting.

The seventh blood refining of a martial artist is a very important realm in the martial arts realm, and in one fell swoop, you can break away from the realm of mortals and become a monk, and you can cultivate all kinds of supernatural powers. If you stay stuck at this level, you will always be a martial artist, not a cultivator in the true sense.

After careful calculation, Ye Chuan also stayed in the Blood Refining Realm for a short time, although his cultivation did not break through, his foundation became more and more solid, and the dragon-shaped Heaven Devouring Talisman in his body became more and more condensed, becoming more and more like a living dragon gradually becoming more and more expressive.

Ye Chuan silently recited the Demon Devouring Heavenly Technique, cultivated quietly in the study, and secretly controlled the progress step by step.

The consumed vitality needs to be restored, the injured divine soul needs to heal and grow, and the cultivation also needs to go up to a higher level, but Ye Chuan did not use a secret method to pull out the seedlings to help it. The sevenfold martial artist to the monk realm, this is an all-round transformation, he is waiting for a thick accumulation, waiting for a suitable opportunity.

When cultivating, time always flies quickly, and as soon as your eyes open and close, a day passes.

Early the next morning, the Yan Demon who went out to pick herbs had not returned, and the fat man Zhao Dazhi came uninvited. After seeing Ye Chuan, he sighed and looked sad.

"Fatty, what's wrong, what's the trouble again?" Ye Chuan asked.

"Yes, big brother, I'm in trouble, big trouble. ”

The fat man looked at Ye Chuan with a bitter face, like a little girl who had been insulted and had nowhere to redress her grievances, this look in his eyes, even Ye Chuan, who had been a person for two lives, was a little hairy by him, "Okay, fat man, if you have something, hurry up and say something, don't look at people like this." The little girl of the family uses such eyes, that is the eyebrows with spring I see pity, you are a big fat man with this kind of eyes, the blind will be scared away, and those who don't know think you are a pervert. Why, which junior sister was dumped again?"

"No, I've never been taken by any junior sister, so I've never been dumped. It's just, big brother, I'm ...... , I have no money. "The fat man looked sad, falling out of love is not a big problem for him, no money is a big problem.

In the eyes of the world, the cultivators who step on the flying sword and fly around are extremely chic, and they are not earthly people. In fact, cultivation is a money-burning business, and it is inseparable from silver taels. Applying for a cultivation secret room with a strong aura of heaven and earth requires a silver tael, and it costs money to replace and maintain equipment, and it costs even more money to buy spars and pills, and they are all large sums of money. Without money, it would be difficult for ordinary cultivators to move an inch!

"Doesn't the sect have a lot of money every month? It's only the beginning of the month, and you spent it so quickly?" Ye Chuan glanced at the fat man, no wonder this guy looked wrong today, could it be that he had to borrow money early in the morning?

"It was snatched away by Miss Jiajia. The fat man replied.

Ye Chuan was a little surprised, "Why? What did you do to her?"

"Where?"

The fat man muttered to himself, who is Zhu Sijia? Except for Ye Chuan, the senior brother, who dares to do something unseemly to her?

"Why is that?" Ye Chuan asked, a little curious.

"Senior brother, it's not all because of you. Just because I took you to the ghost market, Miss Jiajia was angry. You're good, I walked with Liu Hong in the underground ghost market yesterday, and I was miserable. The fat man drooped his head with a sad face.

"Oh, I see. ”

Ye Chuan smiled, remembering Zhu Sijia's appearance in the underground ghost market where he was so angry that he stomped his feet, "Fatty, what kind of trouble is this, your family doesn't open a rice shop, but also open the entire Great Qin Dynasty with money?

"My family is a rice shop, and the business was really big at first, but then it ...... Later, in order to send me up to the mountain to practice, my family sold a lot of family property, and then some things happened, and the family gradually declined. ”

The fat man's voice was low, he paused, and then said: "Just last night, the family sent someone to bring news that my father somehow offended a big family when he went out to sell rice. As a result, not to mention the money and property, even people were almost killed, and the little family wealth left was not enough to treat my father's illness, and there was no longer enough for me to continue cultivating in the sect. Senior brother, I came today to help Miss Jiajia convey a message that the Great Elder asked you to go to the Cloud Mist Hall early tomorrow morning and hand in the list of people who will participate in the big competition with you this time. Also, I'm here to say goodbye to you, I'm ...... , I'm going down the mountain early to leave the Cloud Mist Sect. ”

"What?, fatty, are you going to quit the Cloud Mist Sect?" Ye Chuan was very surprised.

The fat man didn't speak, just nodded slowly, his face gloomy, "It's been so many years, I still can't become an inner disciple, and it's useless to break through to the monk." My father is seriously ill and the family is in ruins, and I am the eldest son of the family, so I naturally have to go back to pick up the burden at this time. Senior brother, I'm sorry, I have offended a lot before. Today, I'm afraid it's the last time I'll call you Senior Brother. ”

The fat man had a heavy face, and seemed to have matured into a teenager overnight, from a big boy who only knew how to have fun, to a big man.

"Slow, fatty, don't be in a hurry, even if you go home immediately, I am afraid it will not help much. Money matters, we can figure out a way together. After the big competition, let's go down the mountain together to see your father, senior brother, I haven't come down the mountain for a long, long time. Ye Chuan put away his smile, the fat man was saddled before and after the horse during this time, he naturally would not stand idly by when he was in trouble.

"Thank you, thank you, brother!"

The fat man Zhao Dazhi's eyes lit up, and it was not only Yinliang that made him worried, but also his father's serious illness. Although he had broken through to the level of a monk, he knew almost nothing about alchemy and healing, and he had cultivated in the Cloud Mist Sect for so many years in vain. Ye Chuan is different, he used to pretend not to understand and be quiet, but secretly he is a master, even the second elder has to ask him for advice, and there is hope that he will go down the mountain to help his father's illness.

The fat man was very happy, but after thinking about it, his face couldn't help but sink, "Senior brother, but you have been in so much trouble recently, you have to deal with a big competition, and you have to guard against some villains inside and outside the sect, how can you be embarrassed to trouble you?"

"It's okay, it's all trivial, you wait. ”

Ye Chuan smiled faintly, as if he didn't take the upcoming big competition seriously at all, turned around and walked into the study, and wrote on the white paper for a while. Then, fold up the white paper and hand it to the fat man: "Fat man, take it, take it to the underground ghost market and sell it." Remember, don't be too cheap, at least that's the number. ”

Ye Chuan stretched out five fingers and shook them in front of the fat man.

"Fifty taels?" the fat man asked.

Ye Chuan shook his head.

"Five hundred taels?" the fat man's eyes were shining.

Ye Chuan still shook his head.

"Senior brother, five...... , five thousand taels?"

The fat man began to gasp, and a mere piece of paper would sell for thousands of taels, when everyone else was wronged?

The fat man Zhao Dazhi couldn't help the doubts in his heart, and opened the white paper to see that there were many obscure words written on it, as well as some strange patterns, which looked very scribbled. It's not a calligraphy work, it's not like any exercises, it's just random graffiti, "Senior brother, this is ...... What the hell is this?"

The fat man was puzzled, and he was very disappointed in his heart, and his face was depressed. Such a piece of paper, not to mention a large sum of silver, I'm afraid no one will want to give it away.

"Fatty, don't worry what this is, take it to the underground ghost market, there is always someone who knows the goods, just remember what I taught you, go ahead." With this money, you and your family can get through the storm for a while and cope for a while. Ye Chuan smiled and didn't say much.

"Alright then, I'll try!"

The fat man got up and said goodbye, his heart was heavy, and he suddenly turned around when he walked to the door, "By the way, senior brother, about the list of participants in the big competition, you'd better ask Miss Jiajia in person, she knows the situation of the sect best." It is said that after learning the news, many elite disciples who had been training outside rushed back one after another. The Xuanding Sect and the Five Dun Sect came prepared, and they had to choose the true elite disciples of the sect to fight against them. ”

The fat man reminded Ye Chuan a few words and strode away.

"Elite disciple?"

Ye Chuan whispered disdainfully, but after thinking about it, he still went down the mountain and headed to the peak where Zhu Sijia was.

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