Chapter Seventy-One: Zhong Ding Banquet, Jin Danlin
"Yes, just fix it according to the original drawings."
"It's very simple, change the beams of the main house, and find a few stones outside the city to repair and make up for it."
"Need green fire bricks? You wait, there is a sale over there in Xianzhuju, and they will send someone to send it when the time comes. ”
invited the three younger brothers to help break the mountain, and each person helped repair the house with a spirit stone.
Luo Chen sent some belongings to Qin Liangchen's house for storage.
For the time being, even if it is over.
In a flash, the sky began to get dark.
Luo Chen cleaned it up, and accompanied Qin Liangchen to Zhong Ding's house for a banquet.
On the way, Qin Liangchen said casually: "Among the fire spells, there is a second-order spell called the Sun Technique, which is unleashed, like a round of small sun erupting, with great power, and there will be no grass within a radius of twenty zhang. ”
Twenty zhang in radius!
That's half a football field!
"Brother Qin, what are you talking about!"
"I'm only in the middle stage of Qi refining, but I don't know any second-order Sun Technique!"
Luo Chen waved his hand frantically.
I have a little score in my heart.
The power of fusing twenty fireballs was obviously not up to the power of the second-order Sun Technique.
But the situation at that time undoubtedly had the rudiments of the Sun Technique.
What if you fuse ten more, twenty, or even thirty, fifty more?
However, in that case, the consumption of spiritual power will undoubtedly be very large.
"Let's use it as a hole card first, and then I'll have to practice it when I find time."
Although Heartache had lost nearly ten spirit stones today, Luo Chen was still very happy.
In addition to the conventional means, he has an extra hole card.
When I arrived on the third floor of Zhong Ding's house, there were not many people here, only a few small minions.
Qin Liangchen chatted with those people, and no one cared about Luo Chen, he was happy.
Found a secluded private room, Luo Chen was half on guard outside, and half of his mind was on the attribute panel.
Before, I hadn't finished browsing it.
In terms of realm, progress is not fast or slow.
The Grandmaster-level Changchun Gong not only greatly increased his cultivation efficiency, but also opened up the twelve canons and the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, so that he could refine two Qi Nourishing Pills in one day.
However, because of the advancement to the fifth level of qi refining, there has been a new change in the calculation of the cultivation progress bar.
From the third layer of Qi refining, a Qi Nourishing Pill increases the progress by two points.
To the fourth layer of Qi refining, a Qi Nourishing Pill increases the progress a little.
Up to now, at the fifth level of qi refining, two qi cultivation pills are needed to increase a little progress.
So for half a month, he took two Qi Nourishing Pills a day, and the progress bar was only able to reach 16 o'clock.
In this regard, Luo Chen was expected.
After all, every time you improve a realm, it means that the upper limit of spiritual power in your body increases.
This is normal.
Why does the further the monk realm goes, the longer the breakthrough time becomes?
The main problem, right here.
To fill the total amount of spiritual power in a realm, it will only increase more and more, not even a multiplier.
The original Dahefang City Qi Refining Late Stage Cultivators had hundreds of people.
But there are only a handful of those who are successful in refining qi.
The dead Heart-Eater Tiger Han Dang is one of them, and Fu Xiuxiu, who failed to build the foundation, is counted as one.
Others, very few.
As far as Qin Liangchen and Murong Qinglian, who Luo Chen were familiar with, could not talk about the perfection of qi refining.
Others, such as Luo Wushu and Ke Yuelin, are still far behind.
The only thing that worries Luo Chen is whether the Qi Nourishing Pill will be effective for him after reaching the late stage of Qi refining.
After all, there is a saying that pills are drug resistant.
"For now, leave that alone."
Luo Chen didn't worry about it, and stared at the spell bar.
His gaze fell directly on the last column [Achievement Point: 21]
He didn't expect that after the fireball technique was completed, he would be promoted by an achievement point.
If this is calculated, then if he upgrades a skill to the Great Perfection, he can get five achievement points.
They are proficient, proficient, perfect, grandmaster, and Dzogchen.
In the past half month, his harvest has been huge.
The Wind Resist Technique, the Traction Technique, the Winding Technique, the Spirit Eye Technique, and even the Cleansing Technique, which uses very little, have all been upgraded one after another.
For this reason, a total of seven achievement points have been brought to him.
"What do you do with 21 achievement points?"
"Introductory healing? Forget it, I'll practice this thing for two more days, and I'll be able to get straight to the ground. ”
"At hand, there are no other exercises."
"And compared to the exercises, it is the most cost-effective to use the achievement points to get started with a certain Danfang. That way, you can avoid countless failures before getting started. ”
What does it mean to have failed countless times?
Countless spirit stones!
The only Dan Fang that Luo Chen had left in his hand now was a broken second-order Dan Fang Yulu Dan.
Obviously, it is not suitable to refine the Gyokuro Pill now.
Without that financial strength or that strength, I don't dare to sell it even if I refine it.
"So, we have to find a way to get a first-order Danfang. And it has to be the kind with broad market prospects and few competitors. ”
"I don't know if there's anything in the Broken Mountain Gang? Is there anything in the medicine hall? ”
Luo Chen thought about it, raised his eyes, and found that it was already dark outside.
Outside the small private room, there was also a commotion.
He calmed down and quietly walked out.
One look, just one look!
And he held his breath.
One, two, three, four, five, six......
That's thirteen foundation-building monks!
My God, little Dahefang, when did there actually have so many foundation building monks!
But except for a small half, he still knows a little about everyone else.
Chatting with Shopkeeper Liu of Baicaotang was the shopkeeper of the Elixir Pavilion.
The master of Lingyuan Zhai, Mu Daoren, was surrounded by three unknown foundation building monks in the middle, as if they were exchanging spell experiences.
Mi Shuhua of the Broken Mountain Gang was chatting with Wang Haichao of the Dajiang Gang and another man, smiling.
It doesn't seem to be a sign at all that some time ago, they beat each other to the death.
That man with a gloomy face, if nothing else, is Zhou Chaoxian, the principal of the Lianyun Business Alliance here!
It is said that he is also in a high position as an elder within the business alliance.
There is also the profiteer Chu Lao in Wanbaolou, who pulled a richly dressed man and whispered.
However, the man was visibly impatient, and his eyes kept looking at a place where the nuns gathered.
But he didn't dare to offend Wanbaolou, so he could only chat with him carefully.
Luo Chen looked at the gathering place of the female cultivators over there, and coincidentally, he saw a group of acquaintances.
The bright and generous Gu Caiyi, the fragrant girl with the national color and fragrance, and the gentle and lovely Fu Xiuxiu.
It's just that no matter how beautiful they are, the center around them is still the beautiful woman in palace clothes.
"It should be the old bustard of Tianxianglou, phew, Gong Huiqin, a monk of the Hehuan Sect. Looking at such beauty, I don't know how old I am, this is also a high-level rich woman! ”
It seems to be the gaze of a man, especially sensitive.
Almost instantly, the beautiful woman saw Luo Chen.
Luo Chen hurriedly lowered his head and came to Qin Liangchen's side who was standing in the corner.
"Big brother, it's all big guys here, what are we doing here?"
Transsonic was cautious, and Luo Chen felt like a grandson.
Qin Liangchen smiled, "What are you doing?" Come and be a grandson! ”
Luo Chen was stunned, it turns out that I am really a grandson!
"When the big guy goes out, why do you have to take two younger brothers." Qin Liangchen patted him on the shoulder, "Don't be discouraged, maybe we can be grandfathers in the future." ”
That's really a kind of prince and general Xiangning!
Luo Chen rolled his eyes, saying this kind of thing, he was not afraid of being listened to by the monks of the foundation building period.
I heard that the art of sound transmission is not very safe.
Coincidentally, there were three foundation building period monks standing in front of them, Mi Shuhua, Wang Haichao, and Zhou Chaoxian.
The last one suddenly turned his head and stared at Qin Liangchen with burning eyes.
"You're the little guy on the Dao platform who killed Bai Qi!"
Qin Liangchen's expression became nervous all of a sudden, and his eyes looked at Mi Shuhua for help.
"Zhou Daoyou, you ....." Mi Shuhua was about to speak, but was interrupted by Zhou Chaoxian raising his hand.
Zhou Chaoxian smiled slightly, "It's okay, it's just a matter of getting to know each other." This little Qin Daoyou, but there is a son who is a high-ranking disciple of the Luoyun Sect, where will I do anything to him. It's Mi Daoyou, I heard that you kept the Tsukidan for him, but don't swallow it quietly in the future! ”
Mi Shuhua's face froze, and then gradually became gloomy.
Just when the atmosphere here was a little depressing, there was a burst of sharpness at the gate.
The next moment, the seven built the foundation and climbed the building together.
Jade Ding Sword Cultivation.
The seven people went upstairs, without hesitation, and bowed down and shouted outside.
"Respectfully Elder Pang!"
Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then they all hurriedly bent down and shouted respectfully: "Respectfully Elder Pang!" ”
At night, a golden light, without the slightest fancy, escaped into the third floor of Zhong Ding's house.
It was the Venerable Master of Jindan, Pang Renxiong.
Luo Chen lowered his head deeply, and he didn't dare to look at the corner of his eye.
Under the pressure of the golden pill that was not concealed in the slightest, his teeth, bones, and even his soul seemed to tremble.
"Is this the power of Jindan?"
Deep down, there is a monstrous thought, which is rushing.
"Husband, it should be like this!"