I come to see Bai Yujing today

Chapter 143 Hate! hatred! hatred!
Ever since Chen Zhian entered the innate realm, many changes have taken place in Baiyujing.

The energy of Yujing suddenly increased by two hundred and merged with the clouds and mist in Baiyujing, like a dragon wandering freely in Baiyujing.

The light shining from Guanghan Tower became even brighter.

When it fell on Fu Tingjun and Lao Huangliang, their spiritual injuries recovered much faster.

The incarnation of Fu Tingjun's spirit has completely turned into substance and is no longer as transparent as before.

With the Guanghan Tower, perhaps after some time, Fu Tingjun would be able to independently control his divine incarnation and fly high into the sky of Baiyujing, or transform into a human body, so that he would not have to stay on the mountain every day.

Old Huang Liang's injuries were much lighter than Fu Tingjun's. After being illuminated by the light of Guanghan Tower, he had recovered almost all of his strength.

The desolation in his eyes disappeared by about 80%.

Jiao Nu still came every night to carefully study Ziqing Xuanwei Chanzhen and Jiuxiao Shentong, adhering to her principle of being proficient in the techniques but neglecting cultivation.

But even so, every time Jiao Nu came, her consciousness incarnation became more solid, and her cultivation seemed to be improving.

"Even if a cultivation genius only drinks water, or only relies on his own accumulated essence without practicing deliberately, his speed of improvement is still unmatched by ordinary people."

Chen Zhian sighed and his eyes fell on the five-chan flower in Kunlun Lake again.

The Five Zen Flowers are a bright yellow precious medicine that grows from the roots of many red gingers. They are extremely valuable.

It was precisely because of the five Zen flower petals that Chen Zhian was able to condense five more divine essences in a very short period of time.

Of course, the deeper reason lies in Chen Zhian’s talent and physique, but there is no doubt that the effect of the five Zen flower petals is also excellent, better than many precious elixirs.

The Five Zen Flowers in front of Chen Zhian have matured again. According to the time it takes to absorb spiritual energy, the Five Zen Flowers are actually not yet mature.

But now Chen Zhian is rich and powerful, and he can just transfer twenty out of the two hundred Yujing Qi, which is enough to make the Five Zen Flowers mature.

He picked five petals, put one away, and carefully planted the other four in the spiritual energy of Kunlun Lake.

As Chen Zhian's mind moved slightly, the Kunlun spiritual energy in Kunlun Lake gradually gathered towards these petals.

“Yes, you can plant it.”

A smile appeared on Chen Zhian's lips, but as the spiritual energy continued to flow towards the four petals, Chen Zhian suddenly felt as if there was something extremely heavy on his spirit, making him feel a little drowsy.

"If I plant all four Five Zen Flower petals, I'm afraid it will be too much. With my current cultivation level of the first level of Xiantian, Kunlun Lake cannot bear so much bright yellow precious medicine."

He took out one of the petals, and his thoughts suddenly became much clearer.

"Three petals can grow three Five Zen Flowers. Adding the one I already had, I wonder if the roots of the four Five Zen Flowers can connect and evolve into a higher level [Green] precious medicine."

Chen Zhian was full of expectations.

He really wanted to inject all the remaining Yujing energy into the five Zen flowers he had just planted, to see if their roots could be connected in parallel when they took root in Kunlun Lake.

But reason told Chen Zhian that there was no need to rush. Under the spiritual energy of Kunlun Lake, these petals would be able to break out of the lake soon. The result would be known at that time, and there was no need to waste Yujing's energy.

“But… this red ginger is really a good thing. With its roots connected in parallel, it can grow better medicinal herbs… The other medicinal herbs can also grow medicinal herbs if they are planted in Kunlun Lake, and their effects may even be much better.

But no matter how much you plant, each will grow in its own way and it is difficult to grow something better. "

Chen Zhian sighed, but he immediately became confused.

How could such a good medicinal herb as red ginger be mixed with ordinary ginger and he happened to buy it?

“Is this what they call opportunity?”

Chen Zhian was puzzled and could only attribute the answer to metaphysics.

"I hope that Wuchan Flower can give me a good result and really grow a green-level medicinal herb."

Chen Zhian's spiritual incarnation dissipated from Baiyujing.

Chen Zhian in the octagonal pavilion opened his eyes and walked out of the yard.

He went all the way to the East City and arrived at Balianjian. He saw that the door of Xirenju was wide open, but there was no sign of Qu Junhui.

Chen Zhian didn't hesitate to enter the shop and sat down at the table waiting.

The reason why he came to Xirenju was for the innate energy for the future.

Compared with the Sitting Court Festival, Chen Zhian obtained a congenital qi, but each of the seven levels of the congenital realm requires a congenital qi in order to expand the congenital fetal palace, transform the roots and bones, nourish the spirit, and condense the true essence.

For cultivators in the innate realm, innate qi is of paramount importance.

But the problem is that Chen Zhian only has one innate energy.

Even though this innate energy changed greatly after being planted in Kunlun Lake and was far superior to ordinary innate energy, its quantity did not increase.

After Chen Zhian digested this innate qi, he completely integrated the innate qi with his own spirit and true essence. Then he began to absorb the second innate qi, thus stepping into the second level of innateness.

“We must prepare early and plant new innate energy into Kunlun Lake as soon as possible. When we break through in the future, we won’t have to look for resources anymore.”

But today, Chen Zhian's luck seems to be a little bad.

He waited for three hours, but there was no sign of Qu Junhui.

It was not until after noon that Chen Zhian gave up and was about to leave, but he saw Qu Junhui coming in late with a few paper figures in his hands.

"Is Chen Sijia here?" Qu Jun replied, "I have already taken care of the last matter. Lin Hu has been buried in Lin's Guanzhong. The area is overgrown with weeds and only a few lonely graves remain.

It seems that only a few of the Lin family members in Guanzhong can rest in peace."

"I erected a stele for him and wrote an inscription with his name on it, and also mentioned the line 'A common man is better than a nobleman in a palace'. Chen Zhian, what do you think of my line?"

"It's very suitable for this man from the Lin family." Chen Zhian praised sincerely.

"Your cultivation has increased again?" Qu Junhui frowned and looked up and down at Chen Zhian: "How many levels have you cultivated the Changri Anyin Sutra to? With my cultivation level, if I don't use my magical powers and show my divine appearance, I can't even see through your cultivation level."

Chen Zhian did not answer, but just explained the purpose of his visit.

"Xiantian Qi, that's easy." Qu Junhui smiled brightly, nodded and said, "In order to erect a monument for that Lin family man, the favor you owed me before was written off, which made me feel sad for a long time.

Now that Chen Sijia has come to me, I naturally have everything I need."

This time, Chen Zhian shook his head firmly: "This time, I won't take your things for nothing, Boss Qu."

Qu Junhui rolled his eyes and laughed, "I forgot that with your current literary reputation, you can make a lot of money by painting a picture or writing a poem."

"It's a pity that the innate energy is a truly precious resource for cultivation and one of the real hard currencies in this world. If you want to exchange it with silver, I'm afraid it won't work.

But your favors are valuable. One favor is worth one innate energy. Even if you want seventeen or eighteen, I can find them for you."

Qu Junhui had a good plan. Chen Zhian sneered, "Boss Qu, the reason I came to find you is because you are the biggest broker in Xuan Tianjing and can find anything.

When doing business with you, I don't need to worry about anything else, I just need to pay the price. But now that Boss Qu only wants my favor, then it doesn't matter who I sell it to. "

Qu Junhui's eyes flashed.

Chen Zhian's smile disappeared, and he said, "I have made a name for myself in Xuantianjing. If I really want to exchange favors for innate energy, I can sell it to Prince Duanque, to Chu Muye, or even to Prime Minister Song or the Saint.

The reason why I didn't go looking for them is because I don't want to take their things. On the contrary, Boss Qu's place is a place where real business is done, so there is no need to worry too much."

He said this, took a sip of tea slowly, and said: "Boss Qu, I have two pieces of medicinal herbs here, which I got from Xiuba Mountain. They are quite precious. Take a look and see if they are worth a few innate qi."

Chen Zhian stretched out his hand, and two petals of the Five Zen Flower suddenly appeared in his hand.

The petals are bright yellow and tender, yet they are surrounded by a heavy, mysterious aura.

When Qu Junhui saw the two petals, his expression suddenly changed.

He took a petal from Chen Zhian's hand very carefully and looked at it for a long time.

The more he looked, the more surprised he became, but his expression did not change at all.

"This is an unknown exotic flower. Just smelling its fragrance can help you cultivate your spiritual energy and make your womb glow."

"If a cultivator at the Divine Essence Realm takes it, it will definitely be of great benefit. Moreover, this kind of help can also affect the future path of cultivation. It can be said to be... extremely precious."

Qu Junhui was very moved, but remained calm.

He was about to speak.

Chen Zhian said helplessly: "Boss Qu, we have known each other for such a long time, you and I both know that the effect of this mysterious petal is very good, you'd better not lie to me.

If you don't want it, I will have to sell it to Guiyun Room. There are quite a few disciples in the Divine Realm in Dr. Yu Feng's Guiyun Room. I think she can afford the price."

Qu Junhui nodded first, then smiled cunningly and said, "These two petals are indeed valuable. If you sell them to the owner of Guiyun Room, she will at least give you three innate energies.

But I can only give you two. You can use the remaining one to buy hush money. I will not tell anyone that this petal came from you, Chen Zhian."

Chen Zhian grinned and said, "It's just an opportunity I got from Xiu Bashan. So what if others know about it? I don't need to shut up Boss Qu."

Qu Junhui patiently said to him: "If others knew that such a good thing came from you, they would suspect that you knew the source of the petals, and then disaster would come to you, right?"

Chen Zhian looked at Qu Junhui expressionlessly.

Qu Junhui suddenly remembered that Chen Zhian was in great danger. Not to mention the Si and Li families, all the noble families in the world were eyeing him.

He wants to hold the seal, isn't there enough trouble on his body? There is really no need to worry about this small disaster.

"It's true that too many lice don't itch." Qu Junhui subconsciously bargained, but then he thought of what happened to Chen Zhian. In the end, he could only curse inwardly and agreed to exchange three innate qi for the two petals of the rare flower.

Chen Zhian got what he wanted. He left Balian Street and came to Fusang Street. He saw two people waiting from afar.

It was Zheng Xuanze and Lu Zhujun.

When the two saw Chen Zhian coming, a smile broke out on Lu Zhujun's rough face, and Zheng Xuanze even saluted Chen Zhian from a distance.

"Invite me to drink?" Chen Zhian was a little surprised.

Lu Zhujun nodded: "I don't have any acquaintances in Xuantianjing except General Fu. I can only practice with Xuanze every day. In addition... In addition, the distance to the competition is getting closer. I feel like a mountain is pressing down on my heart, making me a little breathless. So I just came to Brother Chen to drink."

Chen Zhian looked at his body which was like a small mountain, and realized that the so-called big mountain was probably the battle with Lu Shengxuan.

Zheng Xuanze was quite polite: "Brother Chen's paintings have supplemented the livelihoods of those people in distress, which makes me admire him very much. However, he has been busy recovering from his injuries these days and has not come to thank you.

Brother Zhujun is free today, so I came here to visit Brother Chen."

"Why are you talking like a woman?" Lu Zhujun glanced at Zheng Xuanze, grabbed Chen Zhian's arm and said, "I have already booked a private room in an expensive restaurant and asked them to heat up the wine. If Brother Chen doesn't go, I will lose a lot."

"Come on, let's go have a drink together!"

Lu Zhujun took Chen Zhian and left.

Zheng Xuanze, who was standing by, frowned and said, "Lu Zhujun, Brother Chen is a scholar who writes poems and paints. You can't be so rough. You have to treat him with courtesy."

Lu Zhujun ignored all this, pulled Chen Zhian and walked out of Fosang Street, then let go of Chen Zhian's arm.

Chen Zhian had a smile on his face. He admired the general who came from afar to rescue his comrades, so how could he refuse?

The three of them went to a restaurant in West City.

The restaurant cannot compare with Lanyueju, let alone Yinhelou, but it is famous for its fine wine.

The name of the wine is [Autumn Dew White], and the water used is the dew on an autumn night.

The great scholar Ji Chengyuan once introduced this wine in his book "Food and Wine Records": "Autumn dew is the water when it flourishes. It is collected in a bowl and brewed with twigs of Duchai, old wine yeast, autumn frost leaves, twigs of Liukou, and old wheat... It is called Autumn Dew White and has the strongest flavor."

This wine is only available in autumn.

The three of them drank the Qiulubai, and they found that it had a rich aroma and a refreshing taste, and was indeed a rare good wine.

After three rounds of drinks, Lu Zhujun's body became like a black bear. Her originally straight spine suddenly bent down, and tears came out of her eyes.

"I see that Lu Shengxuan's sword power is as bright as the sun, brilliant and vigorous... I am no match for him!"

"Brother Yunting's life is in my hands now. If I lose, a man like Brother Yunting will lose his head... It's all because of my meager inheritance. My magical powers and swordsmanship are not as good as Lu Shengxuan's."

"Hate! Hate! Hate!"

Lu Zhujun gritted her teeth and said the word "hate" three times.

Zheng Xuanze, who was standing by, blushed and shook his head, saying, "What a damn world! Yun Ting is going to die, but all the adults in the hall are still alive and well... What a damn world!"

He repeated it twice, using crude language, totally lacking the polite manner he had just used.

Chen Zhian thought of Lu Shengxuan's sword light.

It was indeed as bright and dazzling as the sun... That kind of sword intent was not far from the sword spirit.

Immediately, Chen Zhian remembered his Nine Heavens magical power and the Yunjun sword intent.

So he suddenly raised his eyebrows and asked, "General Lu, have you ever held the sword [Luanxiu]? Have you ever carried that famous sword with you?"

ps: There will be additional updates in the evening for monthly tickets, but it will most likely be until the early morning, so don’t wait, go to bed first and read it tomorrow morning.

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