Immortality

Chapter 55 Open Inheritance

In these two years.

Zhulong sold Zhuyuan's blood twice more.

Fang Sheng has figured out the pattern, fifty portions of essence and blood every year.

The bamboo dragon should have raised a group of red fire kites.

The essence and blood are collected once a year at a fixed time and sold for more than 700 spirit stones.

Where and how did he use such a large amount of spirit stones?

There may be some twists and turns in this process.

However, this has nothing to do with Fang Sheng.

Fang Sheng only knew that Zhulong was a genuinely good person.

these two years.

He has been purchasing large quantities of Red Fire Red Kite's blood essence through the Eight Directions Taoist Alliance.

Normally, we can’t fill all the orders.

This kind of savage bone monster is really difficult to deal with. If you miss the target with one strike, it will fly three thousand feet into the air.

It is difficult to catch up even after building the foundation.

Even though the price is three times higher than ordinary Barbarian Bone Essence Blood, not many people are willing to bother with it.

Only when Bamboo Dragon sells its essence and blood.

A year's order gap can be filled in one day.

"In the past two years, I have collected 100 portions of blood essence from Zhulong, plus more than 40 portions of blood essence from other sources."

"Not only has the Red Yuan Dao Fruit reached the second level now, but there are also four additional points of progress."

For this Zhu Yuan Dao Fruit.

Fang Sheng paid more than three thousand spirit stones.

Three thousand of them are the price of Zhu Yuan's blood essence, and three hundred are the commission of the Eight Directions Taoist Alliance.

With Fang Sheng's current wealth, he would feel painful about this amount.

In order to fill this gap.

Every month, Fang Sheng spends at least half of his time refining pills.

One furnace of top-grade Fire Sky Pills and one furnace of mid-grade Fire Spirit Pills.

The success rate of Huoxiaodan is about 50% to 60%.

On the surface, more than 700 spirit stones can be obtained from it every year.

The remaining big pit was entirely made up of the mid-grade Fire Spirit Pills sold secretly.

Ten pills are refined in each furnace, and four of them are obtained. They are then sold in batches and under multiple identities in various medicine shops.

The recycling price is about seven spirit stones.

That translates to more than three hundred spirit stones a year.

……

A month later.

Fang Sheng walked out of the No. A alchemy room.

In the jade box in his hand, there were twenty top-grade Fire Sky Pills.

He has been refining high-quality elixirs for the past month.

"The Vermillion Kite Spiritual Fire has been upgraded to the second level, and most of the medicinal power of the spiritual medicine can be extracted."

"Now, the success rate of alchemy is basically stable at 70%."

"I estimate that by the time I reach the third level of spiritual fire, I will be able to fully refine the medicinal power... By then, if I want to increase the success rate, this wild method will not work."

at this time.

The restriction on the alchemy room next door was suddenly opened.

An old man with white hair and weak breath walked out, also holding a jade box in his hand.

In the box, a dozen round and plump high-quality pills were swaying gently.

There seems to be golden light rising from the surface, flowing like waves, slowly releasing a rich spiritual charm outwards.

Just taking a breath nearby can stimulate the magic power in the body.

"Master Zheng."

Fang Sheng took the initiative to greet.

The person in front of him was the head of the Zheng family, Zheng Jinli.

Compared to previous years, his breathing has stabilized somewhat, but overall it is still declining.

Especially in the past few years, 70% to 80% of the high-quality elixirs sold by the Zheng family were made by him.

The rest came from Fang Sheng and other mid-level alchemists, all of whom made pills according to recipes, and their failure rate was quite high.

As for the plan to recruit other top-grade alchemists, perhaps it was obstructed by the He family and eventually there was no movement.

Zheng Jinli's frequent alchemy finally stabilized the Zheng family's situation and stopped declining.

However, his own condition became increasingly haggard.

"Well, Qingyang..."

Zheng Jinli responded slowly, taking a look at the jade box in Fang Sheng's hand:

"Your alchemy skills have improved again, but the problem of drug loss has not been solved... However, have you found a trick to forcibly refine more drug power?" "In the past few years, I have been studying fire magic and have made some improvements to the Spirit Fire Sutra."

Fang Sheng nodded slightly, his response sounding ambiguous.

He was not panicked because he did have research in this area, but he just didn't pay much attention to it.

Speaking of this at this point, I can actually explain a little bit of the trick.

Zheng Jinli did not suspect anything, but he could not help but sigh in his heart.

"With your comprehension, if you get a top-grade inheritance, refining the golden elixir will not be a problem."

"Golden elixir..."

Fang Sheng pondered and looked at the jade box in Zheng Jinli's hand.

During the refining process, the medicinal power of the elixir is completely extracted, without any loss of the elixir.

It is called "golden elixir".

After a monk takes this kind of elixir, the effect will be better and the elixir poison will be relatively less.

This is also the elixir with the least toxicity that most cultivators can buy.

Of course, the price is also higher, basically twice that of normal pills.

The pills in Zheng Jinli's hands that were emitting golden light like waves were first-grade, top-quality golden pills.

This is the minimum standard for the Golden Elixir.

In order to control costs, the recipes for mid- and low-quality elixirs contain some common medicinal materials, so there is no possibility of producing golden elixirs.

Zheng Jinli's words aroused Fang Sheng's thoughts.

"When the Red Kite Spiritual Fire reaches the third level, it can fully refine the medicinal power. It is indeed a prerequisite for refining the golden elixir..."

……

"Qingyang."

Zheng Jinli, who was walking in front, suddenly turned around.

In just a short period of time, this elderly man, who is now on the verge of death, has thought a lot in his heart.

He slowed down his pace and walked with Fang Sheng:
"If the Zheng family is willing to open up the top-grade inheritance to you, I can even pass on all my abilities to you..."

"Would you be willing to marry into the Zheng family?"

"..."

Even Fang Sheng couldn't help but feel a little shaken at this moment.

When Zheng Jinli tried to win him over before, the condition he proposed was that the inheritance "maybe" would be opened up in a dozen years.

Up to now, after marrying into the wife's family, the top-grade inheritance has been immediately opened.

This is the best condition the Zheng family can offer...

However, looking at Zheng Jinli's current old and frail appearance.

Fang Sheng decided to decline.

As a family monk, there are too many things to take into account.

He didn't want to be like Zheng Jinli, wasting twenty years of his life refining foundation-building pills...

No response required.

Zheng Jinli was also an old and experienced man. He just sighed silently:

"It's really difficult for you."

His back was desolate as he slowly walked out of the Alchemy Hall.

Fang Sheng returned to Qingfenglin and received a letter.

With his current status in the Zheng family, he no longer needs to go to the Baishi Hall in person to gain trust.

Whenever there is a letter, someone will deliver it to his door.

The letter was sent by Zhao Miaoyan from the Eight Directions Taoist Alliance.

There is only one thing written on it.

He was going to get married in a month and invited Fang Sheng to the headquarters of the Bafang Taoist Alliance.

"In the blink of an eye, Water and Fire are getting married..."

Fang Sheng counted with his fingers.

I am already thirty years old, and Zhao Miaoyan is not much younger.

For a monk, this age is actually still early.

However, Zhao Miaoyan has entered the middle and late stages of his cultivation career.

It’s not a bad thing to get married early and have children early.

Zhao Miaoyan also sent invitations to the Zheng family.

Back then, the Zheng family agreed to release him, and only then was he successfully accepted as a disciple by the drunken Taoist priest.

There is a layer of affection between them.

The person sent by the Zheng family to congratulate was naturally Taoist Shuimu, who was accompanied by several mid-stage Qi Refining cultivators.

Half a month later.

The group boarded the Zheng family's flying boat and officially flew to the headquarters of the Eight Directions Taoist Alliance.

(End of this chapter)