After a hundred years of ringing the bell, I became the ancestor of the sect

Chapter 12 Qi and Blood Pills

Return to the house.

Li Qian plugged his nose, put on gloves, and poured out a pill from the medicine bottle.

Forehead.
Just one?
He thought there was a bottle.

At least there should be ten or eight pills.

This is a bit too stingy.

Li Qian originally thought that Manager Zhao would spend a lot of money to bribe him.

But I didn’t expect that this is it???
Do you think he is a beggar?
Li Qian looked at the pill in his palm. It was the size of a peanut, dark yellow, round and shiny.

He didn't dare to smell anything.

He wouldn't dare take the pill given by someone with ulterior motives.

“Is this the Qi and Blood Pill?”

After studying it for a while, Li Qian put the Qi and Blood Pill back into the medicine bottle and threw the bottle into a drawer.

If he could have elixirs to assist him in his practice, his progress would definitely be much faster.

Unfortunately, he didn't.

Fortunately, the sound of the precious Chen Zhong has a great auxiliary effect on cultivation, and to a certain extent makes up for the consumption of qi and blood.

"No rush, take your time."

Li Qian said to himself.

The treasure map left by Mr. Song. He definitely cannot go to find it before he has enough strength.

That Manager Zhao suddenly came to see him. He might secretly monitor him in the future.

In the following days, Li Qian's daily routine was very regular.

Except for going down the mountain once a month to the menial service hall to collect monthly salary and material contribution points, he stayed in the bell tower all the time and went nowhere else.

In order to pass the time, he asked Chen Yong to buy some vegetable seeds, chickens and ducks and raise them on the mountain when he went out, and plant some crops to kill some boring time.

He felt this kind of life was a bit boring at first, but after a while, he actually enjoyed it.

"Brother Qian, I think we have some clues on what you asked me to find out last time."

Chen Yong carried the crossbeam to the edge of the field where Li Qian was planting. After putting it down, he said breathlessly.

"Oh?"

Li Qian straightened his back, leaned on the hoe with his hand, looked over and asked, "How is she?"

"Brother Qian, your cousin"

Chen Yong hesitated for a moment and said, "I heard that she is very close to a senior errand disciple named Yi Zhong in Baicao Garden."

"Yi Zhong?"

When Li Qian heard this name, he seemed to have heard it somewhere before. He suddenly remembered: "Is it Yi Zhong who was ranked second on the battle strength list last time?"

Chen Yong had previously told him about the combat power rankings. Zhang Mingcan was ranked first, and Yi Chong was ranked second.

"Yes, I heard that this person is very philandering and has many female servant disciples who are involved with him."

Chen Yong said.

"Well, I see."

Li Qian nodded.

He has no control over how Song Yingying chooses her future life.

The most he could do was to take care of Mr. Song within the scope of his ability.

After chatting for a while, Chen Yong picked up the crossbar and continued running.

Li Qian took a hoe, loosened and leveled the remaining ground, and then walked leisurely towards the bell tower.

A quarter of an hour later, several clear bell tolls rang out.

On the bell tower platform, Li Qian put down the ramming rod and began to practice sword jabs.

The sound of bells surrounds us, and the echo continues.

As Li Qian practiced boxing, the internal energy in his body circulated extremely lively, like a stream flowing continuously until it slowed down to the last Ren meridian.

call!
Li Qian retracted his fist, calmed his internal strength, and couldn't help but let out a long breath.

"This last channel is much more difficult than I imagined."

Li Qian was deeply moved.

After several months of practice, he gradually opened up the Chong and Du meridians.

There is only the last Ren Meridian left.

Once the Ren meridian is opened, the internal strength in his body will be able to complete a great circulation and automatically transform into internal Qi.

The operation of the twelve meridians is called the small circulation.

If the operation of the eight extraordinary meridians is added, it becomes the Great Circulation.

"The main reason is that my internal strength is not strong enough."

Li Qian was thinking in his mind.

Every time the Ren Meridian is impacted, there is a feeling of powerlessness.

One of the main reasons is that the blood in his body is not strong enough, so the internal strength converted when practicing boxing is not enough. There is no way. If he only eats medicinal food every day, it can't meet the needs. Even if the sound of the Chen Bell has a certain amplification effect, it is still not enough.

"Wait a minute."

Li Qian thought of the Qi and Blood Pill in the drawer.

He felt that if he wanted to open up the Ren Meridian in one go, he might need to use the Qi and Blood Pills.

I'm afraid one Qi and blood pill is not enough.

Moreover, he didn't dare to use the Qi and Blood Pills given to him by Manager Zhao.

He planned to find a way to make some Qi and blood pills.

The old method, he planned to ask Chen Yong to find out where he could buy the Qi and Blood Pills.
Soon, Chen Yong got the news.

"black market?"

Li Qian was very surprised, "There is a black market in our Divine Sword Sect?"

"Yes, I was also very curious at first, but I didn't expect it to be true. I heard that there are many good things in the black market, all of which come from the hands of formal disciples. However, to buy things in the black market, most of them can only use contribution points. Few people will accept ordinary gold and silver."

Chen Yong said.

Contribution points are also very important for formal disciples.

Some formal disciples, in order to exchange for something important in the sect, but because they do not have enough contribution points, will find ways to buy contribution points from menial disciples.

Similarly, some of the things that menial disciples need, because they do not have the status of formal disciples, are not eligible to exchange, or even if they can exchange, the price is too high, and there is no discount for formal disciples, so they can only choose to buy them on the black market.
Li Qian has more than a dozen contribution points. I wonder how many Qi and Blood Pills he can buy?
a few days later.

After ringing the bell for the hour of You and having dinner, Li Qian hurried down the mountain.

"Brother Qian, you are here."

As soon as he arrived near the errand hall, Chen Yong came over and greeted him.

Li Qian seldom goes down the mountain, and has even fewer opportunities to communicate with others.

Only Chen Yong is the most familiar with it.

This time when I go to the black market, I plan to have Chen Yong accompany me.

Chen Yong was a down-to-earth man, so he naturally agreed immediately.

After turning several corners, the two arrived at another hilltop with some low buildings.

"I heard that this place used to be a place for forging weapons, but later they moved out and it became deserted."

Chen Yong introduced.

It was already evening and was about to get dark, but there were lights on in these buildings, and there were figures standing there, with some scattered items placed on the stone platforms.

In addition to Li Qian and Chen Yong, many menial disciples also entered this black market.

This black market is not open every day, only three or four times a month.

Li Qian stopped in front of a stall.

"How much is this Qi and Blood Pill?"

he asked the stall owner.

The stall owner was hiding in the darkness, out of reach of light, and his face was almost invisible. Only his eyes were hidden, but they contained an invisible sense of oppression.

Li Qian felt that this stall owner was most likely an entry-level warrior.

"One contribution point per pill, but I don't sell them individually. A bottle contains twelve pills, which is ten contribution points."

The stall owner answered indifferently.

"How's the quality?"

Li Qian asked.

"The sect produces them in bulk. The quality is just so-so."

The stall owner shrugged.

"Can I take a look?"

Li Qian asked.

"random."

The stall owner didn't move.

Li Qian then picked up the medicine bottle, opened the lid, and smelled it first. The smell was no different from the Qi and Blood Pills given by Manager Zhao.

Originally, he didn't dare to smell the Qi and Blood Pills given by Manager Zhao, but he scraped off a little medicine powder and fed it to the chickens and ducks. There was nothing unusual. On the contrary, the chickens and ducks that had eaten it seemed to be particularly energetic. Those that were originally sickly immediately became vigorous and energetic.

He poured out a Qi and Blood Pill, which was exactly the same as the one given by Manager Zhao.

Although the light was not very bright, he could still make it out. There was no difference in color.

He counted them again and found that there were indeed twelve Qi and Blood Pills.

Ten contribution points, not cheap.

After all, he only has one contribution point every month.

You can imagine how valuable contribution points are.

Under normal circumstances, menial disciples would not spend contribution points to buy Qi and Blood Pills unless they had broken through a bottleneck.

For menial disciples, contribution points are extremely rare and must be used to purchase more precious things.

(End of this chapter)