"Shake the folding fan, the shelf is quite sufficient!" With a confident smile on the corner of his mouth, Geren patted the venom on his body casually.

Lan Gongzi thought that the poison came from the liquid, but in fact it was in the smell. Geren had already configured the antidote, so everything was fine.

Looking at the corpses of warriors all over the ground in Yilong Mountain, the warrior who was once powerful in his eyes is now lying on the ground because of his corpses. Geren rubbed his injured chest, quite in high spirits.

The water in the pond was still turquoise, the old trees were still green, and under the bright sun, Geren began to clean up the corpse.

These warriors cultivated to a high level and had enough strength to gain wealth, and now they have been killed by Geren, and everything has become his trophies.

Three hundred taels of silver, a number of herbal pills, a book of cultivation exercises, and a number of sundries This is Geren's harvest!

One tael of silver can buy 300 buns, and on weekdays, Ligeren is tired and tired for a month, and he only earns five taels of silver. With this income alone, Geren would have to work without food or drink for five years.

The huge wealth made Geren instantly overjoyed, and he felt like a serf turned over and sang!

"This place is not good for long. Geren looked at the corpses of the warriors in the green water and green mountains, and after packing up his things, he left immediately.

A puppet to kill a warrior, even if it is with poison, is enough to attract attention. Now Geren's physical condition is extremely poor, and he carries a lot of wealth, so of course he chooses to retreat first.

Back to Yilong Town!

At present, the warriors in Yilong Mountain are rampant, and Geren found Kuyi grass in this group of warriors, and decided to return to Yilong Town first.

Xiao Wuzi's palm power is extremely strong, although he has some strength, but he still hurts Geren all the way.

By the time Gren returned to the town, night had fallen. The sky was dark, but it was difficult to hide the brightness of Geren's heart.

Crossing the main street and passing the auxiliary street, Geren came to the edge of the town, a cluster of low, stone-clad houses. This is the slum of the town and the residence of Geren.

"Dried nuts! are you so lucky to pick bitter grass today?" In a low stone house, a bright and touching girl showed half of her body and greeted Geren.

By the flickering light of the oil lamp in the stone house, Geren recognized the girl.

The woman's name is Qimeng, and she is Geren's neighbor across the door. Geren has no father or mother, and she is the only one who can usually talk a few words. This girl is very wild, laughs at Geren's thin body, and usually calls him dried nuts.

"Dead girl, won't you call me brother? cough...... With my brother's charm, it's better to have a little bitter grass in your hands?" Geren was in a good mood and couldn't help but tease her, but unfortunately there was still a faint pain in his chest that caused a cough.

"Huh, you're hurt, can't you die?" The girl's eyesight was extraordinary, and when she saw Geren's pale face, she covered her chest and coughed, and instantly guessed that Geren was injured. She seemed to be a little puzzled, looking Geren up and down, with a slight sense of strangeness.

At one time, Geren was just a waste, with low eyebrows everywhere and pleasing to the eye. Now with a confident smile on the corner of his mouth, his temperament has changed greatly.

"Dead girl, can you speak? Why don't you come and help my brother!" Geren said with a roll of his eyes angrily.

I saw Qi Meng snort coldly, and the Lotus Foot Light Pagoda stepped out of the stone house. She is in her cardamom years, with three points of wildness between her eyebrows, showing a unique charm. A long blue dress that was slightly washed white set off her graceful figure.

Although she was just a weak-looking girl, her figure was fast, and she was at Geren's side in the blink of an eye.

Kimu is a warrior!

Geren looked at Qi Meng's agile figure with three points of envy in his eyes. His congenital dantian was occluded and he couldn't cultivate, but now that the memory of his previous life had awakened, he already had a way to resolve it.

You only need to use the ancient method to concoct the herbs, not only can you dredge the dantian, but you can even get the top talent and enter the martial arts!

"What are you looking at, and then I'll see the eyeballs gouge out for you!" Qimeng said as she pushed open the door of Geren's house and helped him inside.

The stone house of Geren is full of various herbs, exuding a strong medicinal fragrance. Qi Mengqiong's nose trembled slightly, and she smiled with satisfaction after smelling the medicinal fragrance. In an instant, it was like a hundred flowers blooming, and under the dim light, the girl's brightness was particularly dazzling.

"You dead girl, I know that you covet my medicinal power! Tomorrow my brother will move to Fujie, but I can't cheapen you. Geren had the idea of moving, and said while rubbing the medicine.

Rich and poor, the medicinal power exuded in his house is very beneficial, it can relax the meridians and activate the meridians, and speed up the cultivation speed.

"Poof! Move to Fujie? Just you?" Qi Meng didn't regard himself as an outsider, he was sitting on the wooden table drinking tea, and when he heard Geren's words, he spit out a sip of tea directly, with a shocked look on his face.

Geren looked at Qimeng's appearance and was angry. This wild girl actually looks down on him!

The night forcibly suppressed the afterglow, and in the darkness Geren's stone house was so weak and full of jagged rubble, revealing that it was shoddy.

On the seven or eight shelves in the stone house, all kinds of sun-dried herbs are placed at random. All that was left was an old wooden table, three chairs of various shapes, a worn-out tea set, coarse chaff tea, and an old bed with a stone in the corner.

Poverty and despair are the only themes here, and it's no wonder that Kimeng is so shocked.

"Hmph, who does the dead girl look down on?" Geren waved his hand, threw out a money bag, smashed it on the wooden table, and said with a raised brow: "Take it to buy wine for your father!"

Qi Meng's face was surprised, and then he raised his apricot hand lightly, opened the money bag, and the four ingots of silver jumped into his eyes.

Five taels per ingot, a full twenty taels of silver!

"This ...... So much!" Qi Mengmei's eyes widened, and she exclaimed directly.

Twenty taels of silver Geren needed to save it for half a year, but now he didn't blink his eyes and threw it out.

"Hey, hey!" Geren heard Qimeng's shocked cry, smirked smugly, and said, "It's just a little money, go buy a bar for your father!"

In the battle of Longshan, although Geren only received three hundred taels of silver, the herbs were worth one thousand taels of silver.

Judging from Geren's current net worth, twenty taels is indeed just a small amount of money!

Qi Meng didn't say anything polite to Geren, and after looking Geren up and down, he left with the money bag in his hand.

As long as you have enough money, you can stay on the main street, let alone the auxiliary street!

Looking at the devastated home, Geren sighed and picked up the bamboo basket to count today's harvest.

On Lan Gongzi's body, Ge Ren scraped a book of cultivation exercises, called "Youlan Sutra".

According to the fragmentary memories of his previous life, Geren knew that the exercises were divided into upper, middle and lower grades, and the Youlan Sutra was undoubtedly the lower grade exercises.

However, this has nothing to do with Geren for the time being, he still needs to dredge the dantian before he can cultivate.

Then Geren began to sort the herbs he had collected one by one, and placed them on the medicine shelves in the house.

After all the work was done, it was not early, and after changing the chest dressing again, Geren lay down on the bed to rest.