Starting from the Tiger Demon Yaksha, the demon immortality

Chapter 128 127 Killer

No, senior.
Li Cunxiao was really speechless.

Wasn't it Abbot De Zheng who hinted that you were going to switch to martial arts training, and that's why he stuffed us into Yaowang Temple?

But it’s not easy to say this openly, after all, a hint is just a hint.

Just as Li Cunxiao was considering how to start, Decong seemed to react.

"Oh, you thought I came here to teach you martial arts?"

The old monk looked him up and down and curled his lips in disdain.

Apart from refining medicine, he doesn't care about anything else.

If De Zheng hadn't spoken, he wouldn't have bothered to take care of the chores and would have forgotten about them after giving the order.

In the past, he also supported his senior brother De Zheng, rather than having any special admiration for Zhang Lishi.

The chaos of human desires and the complexity of trivial matters were far less than the joy that studying the Dao of Alchemy brought him.

Today, after he finished refining a batch of pills, he remembered that De Zheng had a few more instructions, so he called him over.

"Boy, stop guessing. To become an alchemist, you must refine pure fire-type Qi."

"Whether you've taken the power-dispersing pills or switched to a different method, you've fallen behind. You have no hope with me."

"Senior Brother De Zheng asked me to give you a hint. Don't practice anymore when you reach the internal organs realm. The stronger the demon, the greater the danger when you switch to cultivation."

"As for what kind of exercises he's going to practice, he didn't tell me. Just wait patiently, okay?"

You old man, do you call this a hint?
Li Cunxiao was speechless, but also a little surprised. It turned out that Dezheng had also checked his realm at some point.

It is said that the abbot's realm is higher than that of the four chief monks, and he is a master of the seventh level of Xuanguan, but no one has ever seen him take action.

However, what the other party said, that the stronger the demon, the greater the danger when changing to cultivation, applies to others but not to him.

"Disciple understands."

Li Cunxiao saw the other party's impatience and was about to leave, but when he thought of his senior brother Shi Tie, he stopped.

"Forgive me for being so presumptuous, but do you have any elixirs that can regenerate a severed arm?"

"The Suspension Pill. A fifth-level pill. If you take it, any missing part of your body will grow back."

Decong's eyes lit up, "You have red gold?"

Li Cunxiao asked cautiously, "What is red gold?"

Decong lost interest instantly, turned around and left through the back door.

What a weird old man.

Li Cunxiao walked out of the alchemy room in disappointment and found that Yuanhuai was still waiting outside.

"Brother, what is red gold?"

"There's a saying that goes, 'One ounce of red gold equals one ounce of gold. Red gold is the essence of gold refined using secret methods. It can be used to make elixirs or magic treasures. Why are you asking this all of a sudden?'"

Li Cunxiao then repeated what he had asked Decong just now, and Yuanhuai finally understood.

"I see. Junior brother, you didn't know that at Master's level, ordinary gold and silver coins are useless to him."

"Only rare materials like spiritual herbs and red gold are what he needs."

"Generally speaking, a fifth-grade elixir starts at at least 100,000 taels of silver, but in reality, you can't buy it with silver at all."

"If converted into gold, it would be around 20,000 taels, which would allow me to queue up here with Master in advance."

"If it's converted into pure gold, it would be about three hundred taels, and then you can reserve it."

One hundred thousand taels of silver don’t even qualify to buy it?
Li Cunxiao couldn't help but click his tongue, and soon remembered that Zhang Lishi still had some magical herbs left.

"Brother, I heard that Huang Ting masters need a Calming Pill to break through to their true form. What level is that?"

"It's also level five."

Yuanhuai took Li Cunxiao back to the slaughterhouse and talked about many things along the way.

The quality level of the elixir increases gradually from one to nine.

For example, the Qi and Blood Pill is a second-level one, priced at ten taels per pill. A bottle can only be used for half a month, so the cost is one hundred taels. This is the internal price of the Medicine King Academy.

A third-level elixir, one hundred to one thousand taels.

A fourth-grade elixir costs one thousand to ten thousand taels.

Fifth-level elixirs are basically impossible to buy with money.

"It seems that we will have to wait a little longer for Senior Brother's broken arm to heal."

Li Cunxiao returned to the slaughterhouse and it was another busy afternoon.

Like the strange horse-shaped monster in the morning, named Lu Shu.

The Yaowang-in demon atlas records, "Its appearance is like a horse with a white head, its pattern is like a tiger with a red tail, its voice is like a ballad, its name is Lu Shu, and it is good for descendants."

These kinds of demons, which have little to do with the advancement of martial arts, are often sent by the wealthy and powerful in the city.

Not only do they have to provide the recipe and prepare the materials themselves, they also have to prepare a considerable amount of money and ask Yuan Shen to help.

From this point of view, the status of the alchemist is undoubtedly respected, but the initial investment is also very high.

Especially when he meets an impatient master like Decong, Yuan Can often has to figure things out on his own.

I figured it out wrongly and ran out of materials, so I could only take orders that my master didn't like to make some extra money.

Yuan Shen knew that the workers in the slaughterhouse had to work overtime, so he was always generous with the extra subsidies.

With such a kind and understanding senior brother, Yuanhuai and his fellow junior brothers no longer mind the blood and filth.

"Junior Brother Li, you've worked so hard. With you, we've been able to leave an hour earlier lately!"

As Yuanhuai spoke, he took off his bloody leather gloves. Everyone in the bloodstain laughed, their expressions very happy.

The strength displayed by Junior Brother Li was not particularly outstanding, but his body movements were far superior to those of everyone in the slaughterhouse.

A second-level perfect demon cannot even touch the edge of its clothes, as it will be stabbed into the vitals by the specially made blade and die instantly.

He alone can do the work of almost ten people, and he is always cheerful when doing the key work.

Everyone watching couldn't help but feel bad.

So every time Yuanhuai gave Li Cunxiao a few more bottles of pills, no one had any objections.

"It can replenish evil spirits and give you elixirs. Where else can you find such a good job?"

Li Cunxiao thanked him and happily took the pill.

Every time there is an order for ginseng from the garden, this senior brother pays the money on the same day, which is very straightforward.

After all, they entered the slaughterhouse for the sake of martial arts, so after the shift, they did not take a bath and drink together like last time.

Everyone returned to the temple. Li Cunxiao laid out the Qi and Blood Pills he had collected over the past ten days. There were actually more than ten bottles in total. Not only was there no less, but there were more than when he entered the temple.

"Counting the other second-level detoxification pills and healing pills given by Senior Brother Yuan Shen, this is several thousand taels of silver."

"That's a huge profit! I used to make only a few hundred taels a month as a bodyguard."

After sighing for a moment, Li Cunxiao packed up all the pills. He had already made an appointment with Ye Chengxiao and Zhang Yuelu to go back to the city during the ten-day holiday tomorrow.

"Junior Brother Li, are you there?"

At this moment, a deliberately lowered voice suddenly came from outside the house.

Li Cunxiao recognized it was Yuanhua, but he still took a look through the crack in the door before opening it.

"Uncle Yuanhua, why are you here?"

Yuan Hua's face was solemn, without any trace of his usual greasy expression, and he got straight to the point:
"I'm afraid Yuanjue has discovered you."

Li Cunxiao's heart sank, but since it was inevitable, he was not too surprised.

Today is the day for the deacon's handover, and Yuanhua has been keeping it in mind for a long time.

Since it was no secret that the three people were brought into the temple, the latter had already been thinking of countermeasures in his mind in the face of possible conflicts.

Unexpectedly, after waiting for a long time, no one showed up. When I went to check, I found that only the other party's disciple was left in the duty room. Yuanjue found an excuse to go home.

Yuanhua felt somewhat relieved at first, but after thinking carefully, he felt something was wrong and immediately reviewed the other party's actions today.

The results are not surprising.

"As soon as he left the thatched house, he immediately went to look through the household registers and files. He must have recognized Niece Yuelu. You and Junior-Martial-Nephew Ye would definitely not be able to hide either."

"This person has a vicious heart and has been holding a grudge for years. He will definitely not let it go."

"I found out he has a nephew who is also attending the Ullambana Festival. Yuanjue probably wouldn't dare risk his youngster's future by openly attacking you."

"But I'm afraid I can't avoid hiring a killer on the black market privately."

Yuanhua deliberately looked worried, glancing at Li Cunxiao from time to time, with a strong sense of eagerness to try.

He would never forget that it was actually Abbot De Zheng who provided assistance to the entire escort agency, and his gift of elixirs and houses was just icing on the cake.

Although the past grudges have been resolved, Yuan Hua cannot let go of the opportunity to face a powerful person who will at least be on par with the abbot of Tiangu Temple in the future since he knows that a senior is optimistic about Zhang Lishi's disciples.

Instead of trying to please someone but getting rejected, and giving them something for free, it is better to let the other person ask for help and owe them a favor.

Yuan Hua's abacus was clacking, but Li Cunxiao's reaction was beyond his expectations.

He just sneered, with murderous intent in his eyes.

"Uncle Master, don't be afraid. He hired a killer? We'll hire a killer too! Let's see who has a tougher life!"

Yuan Hua was about to say that he was a Huang Ting master and that he couldn't afford the price, but Li Cunxiao murmured in a low voice:
"I'll spend all the medicinal pills I've saved up these days to chop off his nephew's head first!"

Amitabha, this nephew has such a murderous nature!
Yuanhua thought that this disciple was even more ruthless than his master Zhang Lishi, and he was ready to fight to the death as soon as he came up.

To be honest, although he had already placed his bet on Zhang Lishi, he didn't want to start a war with Yuanjue too early.

They all have perfect Huangting, what if they all perish together?
But when Li Cunxiao said this, even though he knew that there was a senior watching over the other party, he couldn't help but feel intimidated.

What if something happens to these three people? Will I still have the rest of my life?
"Nephew, for safety's sake, if you want to go out these few days, I will secretly protect you."

Yuanhua sighed as if he had let go of something. Li Cunxiao felt happy in his heart, but his face looked embarrassed.

"Master uncle is the deacon of Luohan Hall and is very busy."

"Not busy! Not busy! Your master and I have been brothers for many years. You are my own sons and nephews!"

"Yuanjue? Humph! If he dares to attack me, I'll make sure he never returns!"

"Great job, uncle!"

Li Cunxiao immediately put aside his pride and shamelessly said many nice things.

After seeing off Yuan Hua with light steps and closing the door, his face suddenly darkened.

"You damn bald donkey, I ignored you and you came to trouble me?"

"Abbot Dezheng asked me to temporarily suspend my training, but now it seems that I cannot relax at all."

Sitting cross-legged, the three organs of liver wood, heart fire, and spleen earth are in operation, inhaling and exhaling, transforming the pure lung metal energy into the forehead.

The solid bottleneck is like a majestic city gate; a little muddy water can only break the bricks and tiles.

But Li Cunxiao wanted to break through more than just this one barrier. He had to fill his lungs first, and then make a concerted effort to open his left ear.

"Vajra, break it for me!"

As soon as the mind moved, countless coolness rushed into the center of the forehead, like a surging torrent, destroying the pass in an instant.

Both nostrils became clear instantly, and more vital energy from the internal organs was mobilized with breathing.

The five elements rotate, wood, fire, earth, metal and water, and the dark kidney water essence surges and rushes straight to the left ear acupoint!
"Brother, why can't I see your Chili?"

Ye Chengxiao and the other two rode their horses slowly on the official road. The early summer heat was gradually becoming more intense, and there were many small vendors selling drinks on the roadside.

Tiangu Temple is only ten miles away from the provincial capital. It takes an ordinary person half an hour to walk there, and a few quarters of an hour to get there by horseback.

"There are many experts in the state capital, and there are many hidden dragons and crouching tigers. Tiangu Temple is even more so. I don't want to show off too much for the time being."

When Li Cunxiao arrived at Tiangu Temple, he continued to slaughter animals, practice martial arts, and read books.

Except for martial arts and some secret techniques, the Sutra Library is not open to the public. Most of the Buddhist scriptures, travel notes, and demon atlases are open to disciples.

He was not picky and absorbed knowledge eagerly. That was how he realized that Murong Bo really loved his crazy son to the core.

Not only did he exchange two family heirlooms for the purple-gold cassock, he also got the bloodline of Tianma from somewhere.

The purple-gold cassock looked very different from the magic treasure, and it looked a bit like the "spiritual weapon" mentioned in the book.

The details are still unclear, but the value is definitely double that of ordinary magic treasures.

The descendants of King Mu's Eight Pegasus Horses have always used them to reward military governors in various places and the few remaining generals in the court.

Ordinary royal family members are not qualified to get involved.

Of course, Chili's bloodline is definitely not that pure. It is most likely a hybrid bred by military governors from various places.

But after being fed with pure demon flesh, the horse became more and more majestic. When it galloped, it stepped on the clouds and mist, which made it look extraordinary.

After returning from Pingdingshan last time, Li Cunxiao began to reflect on himself.

If you change your face but not your horse, wouldn’t that be a waste of your disguise?
He simply stayed in the escort agency and let Wei He continue to take care of him.

Once Chili has established a firm foothold in Tiangu Temple, he will be able to return to his post.

"Hey, the taste of sour plum soup?"

Li Cunxiao's nose twitched and he subconsciously looked not far away.

It was still three or four miles away from the Songzhou city gate, about ten steps away from the official road. There was a man wearing only a coarse cloth half-sleeve, revealing several burn scars, and with several buckets of sour plum soup in front of him.

They had seen several similar stalls before. The three of them chatted and laughed, then rode their horses towards that side.

"Took the bait."

Zhang Huai recalled the three faces in the portrait and compared them one by one with the three people in front of him. He was overjoyed when he confirmed that they were correct.

Ever since he broke through the narrow path on Pingding Mountain and had his hands cut by wind blades, Liuyedao, who was somewhat famous in the past, had to spend a huge amount of money to buy elixirs from Tiangu Temple. It took him half a year to heal his hands.

If you injure your hands with a scalpel, won't you just end up eating out?

He finally made a deal last month and earned some money. Then he heard that the strange wind in Pingdingshan had disappeared, so he went there excitedly again.

Unexpectedly, the strange wind disappeared, but suddenly fire fell from the sky.

Although he ran fast and was not injured, all the banknotes on his body were set on fire.

The penniless Zhang Huai had to go to the black market again last night, and suddenly found out there was an assassination mission.

The reward for the three juniors in the Muscle Realm is a full ten thousand taels.

Even though he felt something was wrong, he still gritted his teeth and took it.

Tiangu Temple is the overlord of Songzhou, and he dare not provoke the people from Damo Academy.

But if a few servants were killed, new ones would replace them.

If one's own internal organs are fully developed and one's muscles and tendons are destroyed, wouldn't that be easy? Once this is done, one can go to the countryside and avoid the limelight!
Seeing that the three people were already in front of him, Zhang Huai forced a smile:
"Three young men, have a bowl of sour plum soup, it's sour and sweet to cool you down!"

Ye Chengxiao was very conscious of being a junior fellow apprentice and was about to dismount to buy three bowls, but Li Cunxiao suddenly reached out to stop him with a meaningful smile.

"Let me do it."

(End of this chapter)