Bearing the blue sky

Chapter 132 Unsellable Goods

Cui Xu's disciple looked shocked: "Master Zhu, the effects of this herbal medicine also have resistance; the more you drink it, the weaker its medicinal properties become."

"I saw that after drinking a dose of the Crimson Jade Soup, Mr. Zhu was able to exhale more than three feet deep, clearly he benefited greatly!"

"Therefore, I suspect that Mr. Zhu may not have previously consumed any herbal decoctions that could temporarily boost his blood and energy?"

Drug resistance?

May the song be clear.

He had never drunk such a spiritual medicine since he began cultivating, but he had eaten the spiritual fruit given to him by the fisherman in the straw raincoat.

However, those benefits to him were far less than the benefits of this Crimson Jade Soup.

"I've definitely never drunk it." Zhu Ge smiled. "Temporarily boosting blood and energy? Is there any particular reason for that?"

"If Mr. Zhu hasn't taken any tonics to temporarily boost his qi and blood, then it would be best to save them for when he breaks through to a breakthrough!"

Cui Xu's disciple suggested, "It is said that to break through to become a Martial Dao Venerable, one's blood energy needs to be strong enough to surge into the Shangyuan Palace, and the more the better."

"The more blood and qi one has, the larger the Shangyuan Palace can be opened, and the stronger one's divine consciousness will become in the future."

"If Mr. Zhu were to take the medicine that would instantly boost his blood and qi, the Shangyuan Palace might expand considerably in an instant, and he would benefit from it for life."

The more blood and qi one has, the larger the Shangyuan Palace can be opened.

Zhu Ge's eyes narrowed, and she realized what this meant.

As for why Cui Xu's disciple knew that he was at the second realm?

He had just activated his martial arts heart and emitted a burst of blood energy, which allowed Cui Xu's disciple to sense his cultivation level.

"Understood, thank you, sir." Zhu Ge clasped his hands in a gesture of respect.

He was also quite moved.

This is the benefit of having traditions passed down through generations.

Even though he had reached the second realm, and could even be said to be invincible in the second realm, he was unaware of the so-called expansion of the Shangyuan Palace.

Cui Xu's disciple was merely a Foundation Establishment cultivator, the first stage of the Immortal Path, yet his knowledge was clearly far greater than Zhu Ge's, which was undoubtedly enviable.

Of course, everything comes at a price.

Although Cui Xu and his group could easily acquire knowledge, they were also firmly bound to the Dendrobium Pavilion.

In comparison, the blessing song is much freer.

This is the price of freedom; you have to rely on yourself for everything.

"The second medicine is ready," Cui Xu called out from inside.

So Cui Xu's disciple went to fetch the medicine again. This time, the medicine was a plaster, which couldn't be applied immediately. Instead, it needed to be applied every day after washing the whole body.

Then came the next herb.

Sometimes it's a bowl, sometimes a spoonful, and sometimes you have to skim off the soup and chew the dregs on the spot.

In short, there are various methods to take medication.

Two hours later, Zhu Ge finally saw Cui Xu finish making the last pill and the medicinal ingredient.

"I have fulfilled my mission." Cui Xu's eyes revealed deep exhaustion. He was not yet thirty years old, but his body had become much more hunched.

It was clear that the exertion was immense; they even had to rest for half an hour before they could continue.

"Thank you very much, Mr. Cui." Zhu Ge sincerely thanked him, "Then I'll take my leave now."

"Take care, Mr. Zhu. I'm sorry I can't see you off any further." Cui Xu gave a wry smile, sat down in a chair to catch his breath, and waved to the others, "You all go and see Mr. Zhu off."

Zhu Ge nodded, then followed the servants out.

We passed several rooms along the way, where people seemed to be making medicine, and it took them even longer than when we arrived at Zhuge's place.

While waiting, Zhu Ge talked with Cui Xu's disciple and learned that Dendrobium Pavilion is actually mostly customized.

That is, once it's ready, it's delivered by a servant.

Zhu Ge didn't have a house, and she wanted to take the medicine like the Red Jade Soup on the spot, which is why she waited so long.

However, Zhu Ge also tasted the sweetness of success because of this.

Leaving aside the enhancement of his internal organs, muscles, bones, and skin, even his martial arts heart has benefited somewhat, with one of its phantom forms almost condensing.

Once it condenses, it can form its own "intention"!

At that time, his accumulated knowledge and experience will become apparent.

It should be noted that the fisherman in the straw raincoat only managed to condense that fisherman phantom that spanned the sky after reaching the third realm.

If it weren't for Sui Niang and that Yi shaman suppressing it, the fisherman in the straw raincoat's fishing song could have killed a large number of people.

Thinking of the fisherman in the straw raincoat, Zhu Ge's relaxed state of mind tightened again.

He's not strong enough!

Even if he were to conjure a phantom image at this moment, he would still be killed by the fisherman in the straw raincoat with a single fishhook!

Therefore, he needs to become even stronger!

"Take care, sir!"

"Come again next time~"

At the shop entrance, Cui Xu's disciple and servant bid farewell, and Zhu Ge returned the greeting with clasped hands.

He then disappeared into the crowd.

It was almost afternoon, and the streets were not only not less crowded, but actually more crowded.

Zhu Ge discovered that the person who had been following him after leaving the bookstore was also gone.

That's normal; not everyone can wait four hours.

After leaving, Zhu Ge didn't plan to go back, but instead went to the next shop.

Tailor Shop!

Having finally managed to get out of town, Zhu Ge naturally prepared a lot of things to buy and sell.

Otherwise, the valley would be overflowing with stuff!

"Nine-Colored Hall? You're the one!"

Upon entering this Nine-Colored Hall, Zhu Ge saw mostly ordinary linen and silk, not spiritual objects.

At the same time, there weren't many people inside.

With the enemy at the gates, not many young ladies are willing to go out shopping for clothes at this time.

However, Zhu Ge was still treated with great hospitality upon his arrival.

"Young master, what kind of clothing would you like?" A fair-skinned and beautiful maid came forward to ask.

Zhu Ge was also very direct: "Do you buy fur here? We have fur from both demonic beasts and wild animals."

The maidservant, quite embarrassed, said, "I'm sorry, young master, our Nine Colors Hall won't be accepting any more offers for the time being."

"Oh? They won't be collecting them for a while?" Zhu Ge asked curiously, "Why is that?"

The maid explained, "Recently, there have been too many monster corpses and pelts, and our Nine-Colored Hall seamstresses have too many orders. We apologize..."

son. "

Zhu Ge also realized what was happening.

Previously, the area outside Jianshui City was covered with the corpses of demonic beasts and humans.

Human corpses naturally need to be buried, but the corpses of demonic beasts are different.

Remove the tendons and skin, then fry, stir-fry, or boil.

The fur is used to make armor, the meat is used to eat, and the bones, claws, and teeth are used to make weapons.

It is estimated that most tailors in the city are making fur-lined protective gear.

In that case, he really wouldn't be able to sell his stockpiled fur inventory.

"Okay." With that thought, Zhu Ge nodded and left.

Since Jiucaitang is like this, then I guess those weapon shops are probably similar.

During wartime, most elixirs, clothing, armor, and weapons are given priority to soldiers.

Of course, the sale of ordinary goods is also very brisk, as you can tell from the large number of people on the street.

However, most of the people on the street are ordinary people, and if the monsters break through the city, ordinary swords and spears won't be of much use.

Buying these protective gear and weapons is actually more about psychological comfort.

After leaving Jiucaitang, Zhu Ge went to the weapon shop to ask about it.

Sure enough, both spirit-level blacksmiths and spirit-level forges had orders lined up.

However, a shop brought him unexpected gains.

"Tongfu Restaurant? I heard you buy monster meat here?"