"Oh, you said that this medicinal essence was brought by the genius of the Tang family, whose cultivation was exhausted?" A crisp female voice like a hundred spirits sounded behind the curtain.

When the shopkeeper heard the question, he hurriedly bowed down and said, "Princess, this is indeed the medicinal essence brought by the son of the fourth son of the Tang family. ”

"Strange, I heard that the Tang family's Keqing alchemist is a bland alchemist in Qianmuzhou, with average talent...... But I look at this color, I'm afraid it's the handiwork of at least one fifth-grade alchemist! You said that Tang Yimu's cultivation has recovered, but is it true?" The person behind the curtain seemed to be a little incredulous, and asked again.

"The old man feels that there is absolutely nothing wrong with it, and the cultivation of the little son of the Tang family is extremely solid....... It felt as if he was still suppressing cultivation. ”

"Interesting, the medicinal materials on this medicine list are indeed very wonderful when used for body forging, one by one, this body refining prescription has not even been heard of by me. The female voice seemed to be a little interested, "Okay, I will meet this genius of the Tang family for a while." ”

"Then this medicine essence ......"

"A bottle of 300,000 yuan wood coins, give him a purple card, and invite him to the auction......."

"Purple card?" The shopkeeper was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly said: "Princess, the Tang family's quota for the auction is full, what should I do then?"

"Invite him to the VIP seat, a five-grade alchemist is willing to refine medicine for him...... Interesting. ”

"Yes, the last time I showed some kindness, I gave him a storage bag and a gray card. The shopkeeper hurriedly nodded, this five-grade alchemist is a hornet's nest, if the princess's guess is correct, then this Tang family's Tang Yimu is a hornet's nest that cannot be provoked.

"Very well done, when the location of the source beast in Qianmuling is determined, I will definitely ask for a reward for you when I return to the imperial city." The man behind the curtain seemed satisfied, and said in a brisk tone.

The shopkeeper bowed down and thanked him, and immediately exited the room.

"The cultivation is gone, and he comes back again. A five-grade alchemist uses this kind of prescription to refine medicine for you...... I'd like to see how your genius compares to my brother. A whisper rang out in the room.

When Tang Yimu was bored looking at the beautiful scenery outside the pavilion, the shopkeeper hurriedly walked over, "Tang Gongzi, the things you want have been brought to you." ”

Tang Yimu hurriedly turned around and took the things in the shopkeeper's hand, "This is ...... Purple card? This ......."

The purple card of the gold and silver building can only be held by some people with a noble status symbol, take the power of Tang City as an example, even if it is a representative of his own Tang family, he can get a black card, and there is a green card on top of this black card, this purple card is afraid that only the level of the Nanmu royal family can enjoy the privileges.

The shopkeeper smiled, "Don't be surprised, this is a little bit of heart from my master to my son, if you come to our gold and silver building in the future, everything can be discounted to your son at a twenty-fold discount." ”

"Thank you for your kindness. Tang Yimu took the purple card.

"In addition to the 200 yuan wood coins and handling fee for the purchase of medicine by the son, the remaining 1,499,800 yuan wood coins are left, and the storage bag has left a few hundred surplus coins for the son in case the son needs it from time to time, please check it!" The shopkeeper saw that Tang Yimu's attitude was gentle and respectful, so he had a better impression of this genius who had become famous in the past, and reminded him.

"Boom!" A burst of thunder sounded in Tang Yimu's mind, the 1.4 million source wood coins were a fortune that he didn't dare to think of in his life, and he was immediately a little stunned.

"Childe?" the shopkeeper's voice pulled Tang Yimu back from shock.

After Tang Yimu sobered up, he hurriedly thanked him, although his face was trying his best to hide it, he could still see a hint of joy.

"Childe, just take a look at it, and don't bother. With that, the shopkeeper left.

Tang Yimu stared at the storage bag in his hand and Zika was a little at a loss, it was like suddenly getting rich overnight from a small poor man, a penny was difficult to beat a hero before, but now he has thrown off the Tang family a few streets, and he couldn't cry or laugh for a while.

"Boy, don't say that you're my and my grandfather's apprentice in the future!" The strange bird's voice sounded, and Tang Yimu remembered something, "Master, let's go home to refine medicine?"

The strange bird was very happy when he heard this, and the master was very happy, "You are still short of weapons for repairing that snake beating stick, I smell the smell of active weapons near here, go and pick a weapon for you to take advantage of! How can you fight snakes without a stick?"

Tang Yimu nodded and thought deeply, this source weapon is also an indispensable arm for people who cultivate the source in the source of all races! There is a mysterious profession called refiner in the source of all races, and legend has it that in the past, there were refiners who could hook the thunder tribulation and imprint the source pattern on the divine iron to refine the holy weapon, but after millions of years, no one knows whether the profession of refiner still exists.

Now most of the powerhouses in the realm of cultivators who have enshrined in the family to control the source of fire can forge divine iron to refine spiritual weapons and treasures, but that kind of divine martial arts is too far away from themselves, and at present, most of the disciples and elders of some of the Tang family's cultivated source weapon martial arts are holding fake spiritual weapons of the middle and lower grades, which are refined by the four elders who comprehended the fire path when they were in the realm of cultivators, and some spiritual weapons and treasures are only things that only those transcendent clans have, and the preciousness of their materials is also unimaginable.

Tang Yimu thought about it and walked to some of the merchants selling weapons in the bazaar.

"This shop is not good, it is full of broken copper and iron, all fake spiritual weapons. Before Tang Yimu could open his mouth to the boss, the voice of the strange bird sounded in his heart.

"But this little Tang City only has these fake spirit weapons, it's a big deal to buy a high-grade one...... Why don't you give Master a true spirit weapon to play with?" Tang Yimu smiled at the boss, and then retreated according to the advice of the strange bird, hooking his heart.

"That kind of garbage doesn't have it!" the strange bird choked back unceremoniously.

"Then you say, what else can I buy in this place? Tang Yimu also smiled bitterly, this strange bird master has a very high vision, there is no way, who can let the family refine the true pill at hand?

"Strange...... The smell is clearly here, why the fuck is gone. The strange bird muttered to himself.

Tang Yimu also shook his head, and simply turned around aimlessly.

"Wait, here it is. The strange bird cried.

Tang Yimu looked around, and there was only one old man with a small stall on which some medicine was being sold.

"There's no one here who sells weapons. Tang Yimu spread his hands and looked at the old man who was buying medicine powder not far away.

"The smell seems to come from that stick......"

Following the strange bird's point, Tang Yimu saw a crutch that fell to the ground next to the old man, saying that the crutch was actually a black wooden stick, and he didn't know if the old man had used it for a long time or what, and there was a layer of oil on the surface.

"It's the stick, go buy it. The strange bird seemed to be sure, and instructed Tang Yimu to go and buy the old man's crutches.

"Hey...... That's an old man's crutch, how can I buy it. Tang Yimu couldn't cry or laugh, so he could only be cheeky and come to the old man.

When the old man saw the customer, he immediately stood up, "Childe wants to buy Yaosan, Lao Xiao This Yaosan is the masterpiece of the Yushen Pharmacist brought from the Nanmu Imperial Capital, this Yaosan is a turn of gold Chuangsan, the old man packs the ticket, even if the Gongzi is bombarded by the cultivator, as long as he has a breath, he can immediately live with this Yaosan." ”

Tang Yimu's face was black, this is simply deceiving people, let's not talk about the medicine powder, the source cultivator can just take the medicine powder after beating himself? This old man's bragging skills are also a fight with this strange bird.

"I want to buy your crutches!" Tang Yimu scratched his head in embarrassment.

The old man puffed his beard, "What is the boy making fun of me?"

Tang Yimu grinded for a long time, looked at the old man who didn't eat oil and salt, and suddenly slapped his thigh, "I want this medicine to disperse, can you give me your crutch by the way?"

As a result, Tang Yimu walked out of the gold and silver building with a large bag of inferior medicine powder and a crutch in his arms, Tang Yimu shook his head, he actually looked down on this medicine powder now, and he was really far away, and some things were depreciated.

"It's a good thing. The strange bird had already stood on Tang Yimu's shoulder at some point, staring at the crutch and shouting.

If it weren't for his trust in the strange bird, he wouldn't have bought this crutch under the pretext of buying a large bag ......of garbage.

"There are a lot of people, grandpa will take you back to show you the power of this source magnetic stick!" the strange bird laughed, "Damn, some things are as wonderful as that dead old man said." ”

Tang Yimu didn't ask much in a fog, and returned to his mansion all the way.

The strange bird who returned to the house did not refine the medicine, and asked Tang Yimu to take out the crutch, after the stick was taken out, Tang Yimu looked at it again, it was indeed plain, it was a bit long to use it as a crutch, after all, it was one person high, and there was some weight in the hand, if you didn't look carefully, you would think it was an iron rod.

"Look!" The strange bird used his soul power to suck the crutch over, and a burst of heat rose, and the stick was thrown into the purple fire by the strange bird.

At first, the stick in the fire seemed to be unable to withstand the heat, and the veneer on the surface began to slowly warp, and after a while, it ignited, and after a while, the strange bird withdrew the flames.

"Go, take it out and see. ”

Tang Yimu ran to the iron rod that had been calcined just now, and reached out to pick it up.

I saw that there was still a crutch on the stick that burned out of the veneer, and the stick at this time seemed to be a simple and unpretentious iron rod, and it was very easy to hold it in your hand!

"This wood is a magnet divine wood, and it is no more suitable for forging spiritual weapons...... When the master survives this time, he will carve some source patterns for you on it, which is a good royal weapon!"

"You say this is a spiritual weapon, and it can be turned into a royal weapon in the future?" Tang Yimu was dumbfounded.

"Damn, if it weren't for that old boy suppressing my strength, I would have given you the ability to make this stick into a holy weapon, it's really uncomfortable to swallow the Heaven Swallowing Jar in your stomach......" The strange bird touched his stomach with a bitter expression of indigestion.

“......”

"Hey, what are you doing looking at the little master like that? When my apprentice casually took out a fake spirit weapon, and said that you are not afraid of losing face, I am afraid!" The strange bird looked at Tang Yimu, who was moved, rolled his eyes, "Bring the thing!

One person and one bird began the path of cultivation in full swing in the room......

"Smack!" a fist slammed into the wooden table, which immediately turned to powder. A middle-aged man with a pale expression and a little coldness looked at Tang Ziliang lying unconscious on the bed, and his expression became more and more cold.

Take a closer look at the middle-aged man's eyebrows and eyes that are a little similar to Tang Ziliang, "Xiaotian, you gave birth to a good son......

"Husband, this little mess has beaten Liang'er like this, you have to be the master of the slave family!" Mrs. Sun was standing next to her at this time, also wiping her tears with a handkerchief, her expression sad.

"Right now, Liang'er's injuries will heal, but even if this Tang Yimu cultivation recovers, it can't withstand the palace, if I have free time, I will personally see my good nephew. The man waved his hand impatiently, "I teach you to be optimistic about Liang'er and En'er, and make trouble everywhere all day!"

"Husband is now in the Tang Mansion, those elders are very important to my family's Hao'er! Thinking about it, Tang Yimu is nothing, this Tang Qingyu is the obstacle that prevents my family's Chen Hao'er from getting the quota!" Mrs. Sun wiped her tears, she was also afraid that Tang Qingyu, who couldn't figure out the details, would become an obstacle for the family to compete for places.

The middle-aged man frowned, "Her cultivation is not as strong as my family's Hao'er, so Madam can rest assured." ”

Mrs. Sun hurriedly raised her head, "My Hao'er will definitely be able to go to Zhongyuan Academy?"

"Well, when Hao'er and the five princes return, the Tang family will hold a banquet and entertain them, and you won't let Liang'er go out to cause trouble this month!" the middle-aged man said and got up and left.

Only Mrs. Sun stared at Tang Ziliang on the bed, and her expression slowly became ruthless, "Hurt my son, I want you two to look good in the future!"

For a while, the clouds over the Tang Mansion were a few points lower, as if heavy rain was coming.....