freenovelworld Chapter 112: Can Only Assist
Chapter 112: Can Only Assist
Zhang Song admires the man who has been guarding the Wanxie Cave for decades.
Zhang Song promised: "I will give you a jar of high-quality spirit wine when I get back."
"You are even more evil-minded than me." Ge Xian breathed a sigh of relief.
Hundred-year-old stone milk. One drop can heal all injuries, even injuries to the spiritual consciousness. The Four Spirits Pavilion sells it for three thousand spirit stones.
Level three spiritual juice, except for the Golden Light Cave and the Ten Thousand Scorpion Cave in the Hundred Poisons Mountain, any one that can produce one every five or six years is considered pretty good.
Zhang Song not only obtained the Immortal Grass, but also obtained the Stone Milk. With this calculation, the day when he will be promoted to the Golden Elixir level will not be far away.
After returning to the cave, he asked his eldest disciple Mo Changjian to deliver a jar of spiritual wine to Ge Xian. He also gave him a branch of the Iron-Bone Thorn Vine, a pure yang medicinal plant. It was a little lower in level, but equally rare.
Normal cultivators dare not eat the Immortal Grass. If a rotten corpse eats it, there is only a one in ten chance of it being promoted to a corpse puppet.
It's too painful, it directly compresses and condenses the muscles and bones.
Zhang Song's willpower was so strong that after taking the medicine, his face didn't change, but his whole body was numb, as if someone stepped on his vitals. His eyes turned red in an instant, but he didn't dare to move.
After two hours of numbness, Zhang Song finally shook his neck.
"I'm sick." Zhang Song's whole body was oozing with blood.
The Immortal Grass actually dissolved the inferior quality parts of the flesh, blood and bones and excreted them through the pores of the skin.
Zhang Song gasped heavily and then wrinkled his nose.
"Arrange it. I'm going to take a bath right away."
"Yes."
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Zhang Song lay comfortably on the bamboo chair, Yue Niang leaned in his arms, sitting at the entrance of the cave, enjoying the pink clouds.
It’s time to condense the golden elixir!
Zhang Song was not in a hurry. He heard that Liao Tong and Ge Xian were both in seclusion and might not be able to advance as smoothly and quickly as himself.
Qiu Biao coughed from a distance and saw two people sitting at the door from a distance.
"Master." Zhang Song smiled.
Qiu Biao was not polite and did not go into the house. He just asked someone to bring a chair over and sat outside the cave.
"You want some spirit wine?"
Zhang Song's heart moved and he shook his head, "The last jar has been given to Master Ge."
"This..." Qiu Biao became anxious.
Yue Niang asked in confusion, "Brother Song, I just brought you two jars, which should be enough for half a year. How come they are gone?"
"Are you not going to give it to someone else?" Yue Niang knew best the grade of her own spiritual wine. Her cultivation level had now caught up with her aunt Mo Qingqing.
Qiu Biao blushed a little, but he still told the truth. The Qiu family in Luozhou had suffered great losses in the past two years and wanted to purchase a batch of medicinal herb juice.
There are too many people injured in the family, including several uncles.
Qiu Biao knew the efficacy of the magic wine and prepared to get a few jars to send back. Although he did not go back himself, it was considered that he had fulfilled his filial piety.
"Just the kind I drink." Qiu Biao added.
Qiu Yueniang's face turned pale with anger: "Dad, when they kicked you out, no one spoke up for you."
"But……"
Qiu Yueniang squatted beside her father and said softly: "Brother Song and I are only second-level cultivators. The spirit wine has no effect, and you complain. If the spirit wine is effective, will you continue to give it to me or not?"
"Can Brother Song and I keep it safe?"
"This……"
Zhang Song smiled and pulled Yue Niang's arm: "It's okay, my master Yu Youzi is still here."
Everyone knows that Yu Youzi has a reputation for being petty.
Qiu Yueniang glanced at her father and asked, "Father, if you dare to hug the Third Master, won't they be jealous?"
Qiu Biao's face changed. He knew his daughter was right, but he couldn't save face.
"Forget it." He muttered a few words, his face cold, and stood up angrily.
Zhang Song raised his head and said, "Master, I sold a jar to Brother Ge. Because we are friends, he gave me a drop of Hundred Years of Stone Milk and five portions of Level 3 Spiritual Juice."
"So expensive?"
"The spiritual wine that can repair the soul is currently only available in our Flying Squirrel Cave."
Qiu Biao is a warrior who has just established his foundation a few years ago and does not pay much attention to spiritual awareness. Zhang Song also has the patience to explain a few things to his father-in-law.
This was the first time that the father-in-law was going to buy spirit wine. Zhang Song had to explain it clearly.
He doesn't care about the Qiu family in Luozhou.
The most important thing is that he used the name of Luozhou Bao Zhang, which made him feel a little guilty.
Qiu Biao believed it in his heart, but he just couldn't bring himself to say it.
Zhang Song gave his father-in-law a jar of wine, and Qiu Biao left muttering to himself.
Zhang Song and Qiu Yueniang are both smart people with strong thinking ability, and they can think of many connections in an instant.
This is the spiritual wine that someone is eyeing.
In fact, the spiritual wine released by Zhang Song was diluted. After all, he was in charge of a flying squirrel cave, so he needed some specialty resources.
The only thing that was unexpected was that the first person to come up with the idea turned out to be from the General’s Mansion in Luozhou.
But it's normal. The Qiu family is now in danger, and the strongest is only in the middle stage of the third level. If there is no fresh blood, it will be swallowed up by other forces sooner or later.
Zhang Song thought about it and wrote a letter to his seventeenth brother to find out the current situation in Luozhou.
The most important thing is to discuss it. The time agreed with the Wolf King is approaching. We should get something over there. We can't really drive thousands of people over there.
There are many treasures in Erlang Mountain. Treasures like the hexagonal diamond and the five-colored soil are given out at will, which is very generous.
One transaction is enough to last for a year.
Zhang Song was ready to condense the golden elixir, and he only told Yue Niang.
Zhang Song communicated with Qi Rangqi to find a position suitable for his promotion.
This time, there were three Ji.
Advancement position: Jinguandong, auspicious.
Promotion location: Flying Squirrel Cave. Good luck.
Promotion location: Undead Army’s Hiding Cave, good luck.
Ji means good things. Zhang Song looked thoughtful and started searching in the flying squirrel cave, especially the promotion points prepared for himself.
I didn’t find anything. Could it be that I only found out when I was promoted?
"Yue Niang, please don't let anyone disturb me during my retreat."
"Brother Song, I'll be guarding the door."
Qiu Yueniang was a little worried when she knew that Zhang Song was going to advance. She thought that it was her father who came to ask for the spiritual wine, which made Brother Song feel a sense of crisis.
"Don't worry, it's okay!"
After entering the house, Zhang Song immediately used the Mountain Patrol Technique. His body had already disappeared into the earth. When he came out, he was already outside the Hundred Poisons Mountain.
He arrived at the soldier hiding cave and was greeted by a foul smell at the entrance.
There were all kinds of vines and dead branches at the door. The entrance was very narrow. Going all the way down, there was no sunlight in less than a few minutes, and then there were tall cracked rocks.
The further you go down, the wider the road becomes, and there are more forks in the road.
Zhang Song killed two corpse puppets and finally came to the place where the corpse king's body was placed.
Later, Zhang Song walked a few hundred meters and saw two skylights, which were slanted down and bottomless. There was also a hole that was barely big enough for one to crawl through, and it was pitch black.
Leaning in, he found it wet and stalactites interlaced. He suspected that this must be a waterway leading to an underground river.
Zhang Song sat cross-legged on the ground and began to condense the golden elixir.
This process can be long or short, and it depends on your understanding of the golden elixir and the path forward.
The five large poisonous insects simultaneously spewed out tremendous vital energy, which gradually formed into a golden elixir.
At this time, as long as Zhang Song adds his soul to the golden elixir, like a butterfly emerging from a cocoon, he will succeed.
Zhang Song did not think too much about it. The worm path is a way of stealing and can only be used as an auxiliary.