Chapter 167 Foundation Building Pill Auxiliary Medicine

"Didn't I say that at your level, you dare to claim to be a first-class high-grade spiritual planter?"

In a large elixir field in the north of Fang City, Zhao Liang said to Xu Feng who was planting elixir seedlings.

Although the elixir field here is extremely large, it is divided into blocks of different sizes by a set of formations.

Xu Feng's two acres of spiritual land are inconspicuous here.

How are you talking?

I admit that I was upgraded to a first-level high-grade spiritual planter because of the experience points gained from prostitution.

My level is a bit inferior, but you can't sneer at me like this, right?

Have you forgotten who is your employer and who pays your salary?

Thinking of this, Xu Feng, who was bending down to work, straightened up, glanced at Zhao Liang, who was standing aside and making sarcastic remarks, and said:

"Fifty yuan will be deducted from your spiritual stone next year."

After finishing speaking, he picked up the spiritual hoe on the side, continued to dig the soil, and then planted the seedlings of Atractylodes' elixir.

Zhao Liang, who originally stood aside to gloat and mock Xu Feng's cultivation level, immediately fell down after hearing his employer's words.

He took two urgent steps forward, hunched over and said with a sad face:

"Look, why are you so impatient? Doesn't it mean that your skills are poor? You don't need to retaliate against me, right?"

As for him, if we just talk about the level of Ling Zhi, there is absolutely nothing to be picky about. He is definitely one of the best.

But it is this arrogant, arrogant, and outspoken character that is very unlikable.

Therefore, although he has been employed by many people, he has never been fired by his employer after working for a long time. This happens every time.

In fact, before he saw Xu Feng's notice, he had been unemployed at home for more than half a year.

It was hard to find such a long-term job this time, and he was not willing to lose it just like that.

However, he really couldn't speak with this mouth, and his poor skills made Xu Feng's murderous intention move.

I was really afraid that I couldn't control myself, so I picked up the spiritual hoe and gave this guy a hard blow on his head.

"Go away, don't you see that I am busy? If you are really bored, go and walk around other people's spiritual fields and exchange planting experiences with other spiritual planters."

Xu Feng waved his hand impatiently, signaling him not to disturb his work.

"Communication, what's the point of communicating with those losers? My son is only ten years old, and his cultivation level is better than theirs."

"Forehead……"

He really didn't know what to say. A good spiritual planter, why should he have a long mouth? If this was a mute, that would be perfect.

"Besides, they seem to be reluctant to pay attention to me. When I go there, they just immerse themselves in their work and ignore me.

Shopkeeper, what do you think is the reason for this? "

"Don't you know it yourself? Or have you never considered this issue?"

Xu Feng was completely speechless. You have offended everyone, so no one wants to care about you. If it were me, I would not let you step into my spiritual field.

"Of course I have thought about it. I guess they saw that I was good at growing elixirs, so they were jealous of me, so they joined forces to isolate me.

Do you think my idea is correct? "

Xu Feng completely stopped talking this time, stood up, stared at Zhao Liang for a long time, then nodded expressionlessly and said:

"I guess that's the case too, except for this reason I really can't think of any other reason.

You see, you speak nicely and you also know how to respect others. You are really a perfect monk.

There is no other explanation other than jealousy of you. "

After he finished speaking, he continued to work, and no matter what the other party said, he didn't take a word.

After planting the elixir seedlings, Xu Feng gave Zhao Liang a few words and then left there as if running away.

After he was far away from the spirit field, he couldn't help but look back.

"How did a brainless guy like Zhao Liang survive in this complicated world of immortality to this day?

Doesn't anyone want to beat him?

If it were me, I would have to teach this guy a lesson. "

After finishing speaking, he shook his head and walked towards the center of the city.

He didn't plan to go back to Tongxin Pavilion directly, but had other plans.

After arriving in Qianyangfang City and settling down, he quietly did the same thing.

That is to collect various elixirs on the foundation-building elixir.

According to the complete prescription of Foundation Establishment Pill, refining the Foundation Establishment Pill requires three main medicines and thirty-three auxiliary medicines.

Of course, mainly because the main medicine is too precious, except for the Jasper Spirit Fruit that was picked during the previous adventure in the Wanshan Mountains, nothing else was found.

There are already a lot of auxiliary medicines collected, and together with those collected by Master Liang during his lifetime, there are now twelve types.

He is quite satisfied with this progress.

Although the hope of refining the Foundation Building Pill by himself was extremely slim, Xu Feng did not intend to give up.

Again, his qualifications are too poor, and the possibility of successfully building a foundation with a foundation-building pill is too small.

You must be prepared with both hands.

This time he was going to a spiritual medicine shop called Baizhen Pavilion.

A year ago, he had visited this shop and made an appointment with the shopkeeper to pick up a foundation-building pill called Huanxincao today.

When he came to the store, the clerk took him to the box on the second floor, and then went to invite the shopkeeper.

Looking at the gorgeously decorated interior of the box, Xu Feng couldn't help but sigh:

"Whenever I get the spirit stone, I must renovate the private room in Tongxin Pavilion."

Just as he was staring at the round table made of first-grade high-grade spiritual wood in front of him, a middle-aged monk with an unattractive appearance suddenly walked in from the door.

"Fellow Daoist Xu, I've been away for a year. How are you now?"

The shopkeeper's surname was Qian. When they met, he smiled and greeted him with his hands in hand.

"TOEFL, TOEFL, passable."

After the two exchanged pleasantries, Xu Feng explained his intention.

Shopkeeper Qian first personally refilled a cup of spiritual tea for him, and then said with an expression that he had already seen:

"Actually, as soon as I saw Fellow Daoist Xu just now, I knew your purpose.

Don't worry, the elixir has been prepared a long time ago, I'll have someone get it. "

After he finished speaking, he made two snaps and clapped his hands.

Then a female cultivator from the third level of Qi Refining walked in.

"What are the orders from the shopkeeper?"

"Go and tell the deacon downstairs to bring me the box containing the Fantasy Heart Grass."

"Yes, from the shopkeeper."

After the maid withdrew, Xu Feng bowed slightly and said:

"Excuse me, shopkeeper."

"It's all as it should be. Come, have some tea."

After such a cup of tea passed, an elderly deacon in black clothes who was on the sixth level of Qi Refining came in holding a red box made of spiritual wood.

"Come on, Fellow Daoist Xu, let's inspect the goods!"

Shopkeeper Qian pushed the wooden box to Xu Feng.

"Excellent quality, well preserved, a rare treasure."

After checking it, Xu Feng put the elixir back into the box.

"As long as fellow Taoist is satisfied."

"I wonder how much this elixir is worth?"

"No bargain, two hundred and forty spiritual stones."

"make a deal!"

Xu Feng thought for a moment and agreed readily.