Fire Monster

Chapter 56 Immortal Blessing
The downtown area of ​​West Street is still the same.

Even the shops in the market are busier than before.

In front of each operating table, there were all kinds of broken psychic weapons that needed repair, almost piled up.

These psychic weapons are undoubtedly ownerless. When their owners die in battle, the psychic weapons are confiscated by the public, repaired uniformly, and then distributed to completed martial arts apprentices, and this cycle repeats over and over again.

"Zhao Guanshan, you've been absent from class a lot recently. In that case, would you like to consider working for me for a month? I'll provide you with food and accommodation, and I'll pay you a large sum of money."

The proprietress with half of her face looking extremely ferocious was busy in a hurry. Her workshop had been very busy recently. Batches of psychic weapons were shipped back from the front line. Although these were small orders that the Dao Palace's direct factories and the Demon Suppression Bureau's direct factories would not accept, she could still make a lot of money by repairing them.

Zhao Guanshan smiled when he heard this. One big coin a month, this guy is really the black-hearted capitalist as always.

"Thank you for your kindness, boss, but it's too late. I have been forcibly conscripted into the 12th Demon Suppression Squad of the Mountain and Sea Battalion, the 9th Brigade of the Northern Camp of the Demon Suppression Division."

"Oh, then you are really unlucky."

The proprietress smiled with glee and continued to work busily.

"So, you're here to say goodbye to me?"

"Yes, I'm grateful to the shopkeeper for taking care of me these days, so I came here to say goodbye."

"Oh, what then?"

"Can you give me a 20% discount?"

"Get lost! I'm going to break your legs!"

"Tell me, what do you want to buy?"

"Marrow cleansing spirit fluid!"

"Oh, that's unfortunate. All the marrow cleansing potions on the market are now included in the wartime purchase list of the Demon Suppression Bureau and are not for sale to the public. I don't have any here, but what do you want this stuff for? It's distributed for free at the front line."

The proprietress was very surprised. She always felt that this boy had shifty eyes, and now he was even setting his sights on stealing military supplies.

"Wait, let me see your conscription documents. If you can't produce them today, I will send you directly to the Governor's Prison."

Zhao Guanshan sighed. This guy really doesn't care about the old friendship at all.

So he had no choice but to take out the conscription document. The proprietress took it, examined it carefully for a moment, and then threw it back.

"Even so, it's useless. I'm out of stock."

"Can I borrow the operating table, or are all the materials needed to prepare the marrow cleansing solution under control?"

Zhao Guanshan pointed to the medicine preparation table in the corner of the shop. Although the boss lady's workshop was very busy, only this medicine preparation table was vacant.

In fact, every time Zhao Guanshan came, the workbench for preparing medicines was idle half of the time because there was not much related business.

The proprietress hesitated for a moment and looked at Zhao Guanshan in surprise.

"Can you also prepare marrow cleansing potion?"

"Isn't this normal? A liberal arts student can prepare it if he is given a few chances."

"Okay, you're brave. For fifty coins, you can use this potion operation table. At the same time, I'll pack up all the semi-finished potion materials in my shop and give them to you. If you have money, you can stay. If you don't, get out. I won't bargain."

"I only have forty-eight large coins left. Can I keep an account of the remaining two?"

"Good! Deal!"

The proprietress was very happy. The preparation of potions was different from the maintenance of psychic weapons. Psychic weapons would be damaged again and again after production, but a prepared potion did not need to be prepared again, so the large-scale production end had always been controlled by the major directly affiliated factories.

For example, the marrow cleansing elixir of grade 95 and above can only be produced by the factories directly under the Dao Palace.

The factory directly under the Demon Suppression Bureau is capable of producing grade 90 marrow cleansing liquid.

The Taoist temple's directly affiliated factory is capable of producing marrow cleansing liquid of grade 85 and above.

The factories directly under the Chief Secretary monopolized the low-end marrow cleansing liquids of grades 75 to 85.

Although her shop had the relevant business license and could prepare medicines, the quality of the medicines she prepared was basically around 60 grades, which were truly inferior products. So most of the time, her shop's main business was to order 90-grade marrow cleansing spirit liquid, and then prepare 60-grade marrow cleansing spirit liquid by herself, blending the two to prepare 75-grade marrow cleansing spirit liquid, which was sold exclusively to martial arts apprentices who had no money but needed it, and the profit was considerable.

But now, due to the massive attack of evil spirits, those directly affiliated factories are no longer for sale, and her blending business has also stopped.

In the spirit of making every penny count, she planned to wait until Zhao Guanshan finished the preparation and the payment was made, and then remind him not to drink too much of this stuff.

However, Zhao Guanshan knew everything clearly.

Not to mention the 60th grade Marrow Cleansing Spiritual Liquid, even the 75th grade Marrow Cleansing Spiritual Liquid, if drunk too much, would be a fatal poison for ordinary people because it contains too many pollutants and impurities.

Even if a martial arts apprentice has cultivated pure yang energy, like Yang Mao, he cannot take more than five servings at one time. He needs to wait for a few days in between to allow the pure yang energy in the body to circulate and most of the pollutants and impurities to be expelled.

But Zhao Guanshan is different. The small flame in the imperial oil lamp can help him burn away all the pollutants and impurities in the marrow cleansing liquid and purify it as much as possible.

This is also the reason why he can take the marrow cleansing liquid unscrupulously.

About two hours later, Zhao Guanshan completed all the preparations, and obtained a total of 120 portions of marrow cleansing liquid, which was a large quantity and sufficient for everyone. The only drawback was that the quality was too low, barely reaching the 59th grade.

It’s not that his preparation skills are not good, it’s simply because the boss lady’s preparation table is too old and outdated.

He was dragged down.

"Thank you, boss."

Zhao Guanshan carefully packed the 120 bottles of Grade 59 Marrow Cleansing Spirit Liquid and thanked the proprietress solemnly. He still felt that he had made a good deal.

"Remember to mix it before taking it. Be careful, don't die."

The proprietress sighed, she knew that this boy was dead.

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Nearing evening, a Five Spirits Train slowly stopped at the entrance of the North Camp of the Demon Suppression Division. Many people got off the train, most of them were rotating martial arts apprentices, and some were martial artists.

Although the battle on the Imperial Seal Wall was fierce, it did not reach the point where military students were forcibly conscripted, let alone liberal arts students.

So Zhao Guanshan is indeed an outlier among them.

Of course, he is in good condition now, and he also carries a psychic sword on his back. He looks no different from an ordinary martial arts apprentice.

Walking among the crowd, Zhao Guanshan couldn't help but look around curiously, but there was nothing to see in front of him except a gray city wall only a few meters high.

The northern camp of the Demon Suppression Division was shrouded in deep fog, which was very mysterious.

There was a small door in the city wall, and someone was checking it.

When it was Zhao Guanshan's turn, the martial artist in charge of the inspection looked at his compulsory conscription documents with a look of surprise, as if he was wondering why a husky had sneaked into a wolf pack?

"Want a blessing?"

"What?" Zhao Guanshan didn't understand.

"The Immortal's Blessing. Anyone who goes to the Imperial Seal Great Wall for the first time can receive a free Immortal's Blessing, which is equivalent to giving you an extra natal seal. However, this Immortal's Blessing is only valid for one year, and it will only take effect once you enter the Imperial Seal Great Wall."

"In short, it is a means of saving your life."

The martial artist gave a meaningful explanation, but in his heart he was complaining about the outrageous actions of the 12th Demon-Suppressing Squad.

Zhao Guanshan understood. This is equivalent to the buff that all members who are playing the game must apply before going to the base.

Of course the more the better!
"Yes, I want to bless you."

Zhao Guanshan nodded expectantly.

"Very good. After passing the checkpoint, go up 500 steps, turn left and go to the temple. Someone will pick you up there."

The martial artist's look was actually a little bit pityful. Poor little liberal arts kitty. He probably didn't know that even with the blessing of the immortals, the effect would be based on the individual's strength.

I hope he won't cry.

(End of this chapter)