Three days passed in a flash, and it was the early morning of a new day, the east had just revealed the orange-red light, wisps of mist drifted in this ancient city, the aura of heaven and earth condensed in it, of course, there was also the white fog of the morning cooking smoke, there were already a lot of pedestrians on Xuanwu Street, hidden in the mist one by one, just like the white jade jing that appeared in the human market. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

In the mist, Tang Ze was talking to Xiaolou while strolling along Xuanwu Street. During this time, the itinerary has been fixed, first go to Aunt Jiang's place to finish breakfast, and then go to the Xuanwu River to practice martial arts and play chess, if Zhou Lao and they have something to delay and do not come, they will go home to read books and practice qi, in short, every day is easy and busy.

The eleventh realm of forging came quietly, and the pass didn't know when it broke through, as if it was natural, without a trace of stagnation, and the strength had increased by two or three percent. After breaking through the eleventh level of forging body, the aura cultivation has also quietly increased by a large amount, and it is infinitely close to the eightfold realm of qi induction. It's not so unexpected, to put it simply, it is a breakthrough in the realm of forging the body, which has accelerated the absorption of the accumulated medicinal power in the body, and it has been completely consumed. This had to make Tang Ze guess that forging the body should be helpful for aura cultivation!

In fact, the genius earth treasures that Tang Ze ate into his stomach and the spiritual wine he drank could not be effectively absorbed by his body, and almost sixty or seventy percent of the spiritual energy was wasted, otherwise, his cultivation would be far more than that.

Most of the spirit grasses that Elder Su gave him were planted by the Meigu Fox Clan themselves, and more than a hundred were given to Tang Ze, most of them were first- and second-grade Condensing Grass, Gathering Spirit Grass, Small Returning Grass and Guiyuan Fruit, and there were a few third-grade ones. After the medicinal power accumulated in his body was consumed, Tang Ze directly took a few plants, and the effect was not ideal, and the medicinal power that could be effectively absorbed was less than thirty percent of them. Later, Tang Ze built a laboratory by himself in the empty room in the corner of the courtyard, and also made some simple centrifuges, test tubes and other materials to purify those spirit grasses, and the absorption effect was much better, but it was still less than fifty percent.

In those days in Meigu, the eldest brother Su Changliu told him a lot of things, including the pill and the alchemist, the alchemist can refine the spirit grass, and then mix it, and through the ratio of the monarch and the minister, refine it into a pill, so that the medicinal power in the spirit grass can be fully exerted. And because the aura between heaven and earth will be absorbed during alchemy, or the aura will be infused by the alchemist himself, the medicinal power of the refined pill is often much more than the medicinal power of all the spiritual herbs in the pill together, and the aura that bursts out can even reach several times, more than ten times, or even hundreds of times the power of the spiritual herb itself. All in all, alchemist is a profession that transforms decay into magic, and it is highly sought after in the cultivation world.

But Tang Ze is now in the Great Zhou, and the Great Zhou also has alchemists, but most of the elixirs refined by these alchemists are used for martial artists to forge their bodies, cultivate true qi, and heal injuries. Thinking about it, I also know that no one would risk the destruction of the family to help the "demons" refine the elixir of Qi training. Therefore, on the issue of the reduction of the speed of qi training, Tang Ze could only use his medical knowledge to increase the utilization rate of the spirit grass as much as possible for the time being.

At the same time, he is also looking for other solutions, such as finding the circle of monks that may exist in Tianjing City, and then joining in to communicate with each other. The feasibility of this method is very high, and he has been silently searching for it since he met the emaciated young man on the street that day, but unfortunately he has found nothing in the past few days. In addition, he was also actively studying the jade plaque he got from Daoist Cui, and Tang Ze had a feeling that the jade plaque should have its special effect. Daoist Cui had lived as a scholar in Tianjing City for so long, he must have known other monks, and Tang Ze's guess was based on this.

Along the way, on both sides of the road are brick and timber attics, some large and tall, some delicate and short, all of which look quaint and elegant, slightly contrasting with the neat street trees. Looking at the Xuanwu River from the gap between the buildings, the boat slowly moves forward, and occasionally you can see the boatman or the fireworks woman who has worked all night appearing on the bow of the boat, shouting questions and answers.

The people of Tianjing City are used to getting up early, most of the shops have already opened, and the people in the market also like to catch up with the morning market, people come and go, and there is some quiet noise.

Tang Ze likes this time period very much, this is the time when the darkness of heaven and earth dissipates and the light recovers, it is the most vital period of the entire Tianjing City, the hustle and bustle of the night has been exhausted and sleeping, and waking up is the beginning of vitality, so usually at this time, Tang Ze walks relatively slowly.

He nodded and said hello to the sergeant guarding the gate, and then entered the long gate hole. Vegetable farmers or hawkers carrying their burdens are trotting through to the markets of the Second Municipality. Those who can pass the inspection of the guard sergeant and then enter the second city should of course have a smile on their faces, because it means that the harvest of this day will be several times greater, although they are covered with hard sweat, but they always give people a sense of happiness and vitality, which is a hundred times better than those who are suffering from disasters in Yulin Province.

Occasionally, you can see staggering and tired pedestrians, most of them yawning, disheveled, and they don't even look at the pretty building next to Tang Ze, and then Tang Ze knows that most of these guys have just come out of which Qinglou, there are many such people, and they won't feel anything strange after seeing too much.

Xiao Lou held the rainbow sword, jumping around and talking, after understanding Tang Ze's character, the two got along alone, this little girl became a lot more casual, at first of course, she was guarding the little girl's duty or something, and then she could say a lot of things in pieces.

When he walked all the way to a relatively prosperous street not far from Aunt Jiang's restaurant, a person began to greet him when he was far away, stopping the two.

Aunt Jiang's restaurant is very close to here, every time you pass by here, you often meet some people who know him, and now Tang Ze's identity has changed, almost a world of difference, there are acquaintances who took the initiative to come to greet him, there are also scholar friends who knew before, and there are more pretentious and high-minded people who disdain to talk to him, and so on.

And the man who greeted him at this time was an acquaintance of Tang Ze, who was a grandson of Wenzhong Gongan Weimin, named An Yongnian. Twenty-five or sixteen years old, wearing a cyan Confucian robe, holding a feather fan in his hand, and a brilliant peony flower on the crown of his hair, he looks like a merry and talented man, which is the most popular way to dress up. Of course, when all this fell into Tang Ze's eyes, he immediately felt a rush of commotion.

Next to him was Jiang Xinyao, who was panicked and a little angry, her cheeks were slightly red, her upturned nose was slightly sweaty, and she bit her lip gently, obviously angry to the extreme. In front of her small cart, a large area was vacant, and no guest dared to step forward, even those who were in a hurry were far away, and some people who liked to watch the excitement only dared to stand far away and watch secretly.

It was only because there were six guards with knives who surrounded the place, and there was a big black man with a blue nose and swollen face and bleeding from the corners of his eyes on the ground because of the pain.