The hidden boss of fast time travel

Chapter 150

Sunflower pretends to be a man. In this society, the identity of a man is more convenient than that of a woman.

After fusing the monk's skeleton to make her look flawless, Sunflower transformed into a man's attire, pasted a goatee, erected a bamboo pole, and hung a piece of cloth on it.

She is now a Taoist priest, who can tell fortune by bone, and fortune by looking at faces, from official fortune to trivial matters, she can measure everything.

It didn't take long for Sunflower to gain quite a reputation, and everyone respectfully called her "Mu Banxian" in awe.

The awe here, in addition to her extremely accurate fortune-telling, can also cast spells to help you ward off bad luck.What's even more amazing is that you can buy a health pill from Mu Banxian. Most people who take this pill find that they become more energetic.

It is said that one day a dying old man got a health-preserving pill because his grandson Liu Mu Banxian ate a bowl of sweet potato rice.

The old man, who could not move for seven days, got up immediately, ate three bowls of rice, and went to work in the field in less than an hour.

Mu Banxian's popularity in the mortal world has rapidly increased, and how many royal nobles have fought for a health pill.

Sunflower, as a senior pharmacist, can make a few sacks of health pills by mixing a small amount of medicinal materials with spiritual energy in the space and most of the medicinal materials in this world.

But things are rare and expensive, and if Mu Banxian wants to be a valuable magic stick, he must first establish a brand.

A colleague bought her health-preserving pills, took them back and disassembled them, and the prescriptions were all made of ordinary ingredients.Even if someone refines the medicine according to her ingredients, it cannot be copied at all.

Exclusive production, no other branch.

Sunflower brand health pills accidentally flowed into the Xiuxian family from the mortal world, and immediately became a bestseller.

Lack of spiritual energy and insufficient spiritual stone resources are headaches for cultivators across the continent. Weapons and materials that contain spiritual energy are the source of contention.

One day, a cultivator accidentally got a health-preserving pill, and found a trace of extremely pure spiritual energy in a small pill.

The meatballs the size of a fish eye actually contain spiritual energy, which is rare in the entire continent.As a result, more and more aristocratic families of cultivating immortals also took the meatballs back to decompose, refine, and then synthesize them.

However, it is also impossible to get a pill like a health pill.

There are no problems with the medicinal materials and prescriptions, so it must be the person who refines the medicine, which is the key. Mu Banxian has become the object of common pursuit of mortals and the world of cultivating immortals.

Shenlong hid in a small Taoist temple when he saw the sunflower without its head and tail. He laughed and watched everyone go crazy for her, and then took the health pills as snacks and ate them one by one.

Wasteful and shameful behavior will be condemned by God, and Sunflower has encountered a few troublemakers.Fortunately, there were not many people looking for trouble, they were all single-handed, and their strength was not very high, so Sunflower dismissed them easily.

Then one day, the fateful object of grievance came, Mu Furong and Qi Chenqian came one after the other with swords.

The sunflower old god was there, took a few copper coins and played while throwing them, muttering words, looking like a magic stick.

Qi Chen called the old senior three times in a row, Sunflower deliberately ignored her, frowning, and stroking the goatee, as if she was doing something very important.

Qi Chenqian felt impatient, and exchanged a glance with Mu Furong, with a look of violence in his eyes.Mu Furong tugged at his sleeve, and with a flattering smile on his face, he also greeted him respectfully and called three times.

Only then did Sunflower lazily raise her head to glance at the two of them, and said indifferently, "Both of you are noble people. If you consider the fate of marriage and your future career, I will give you five taels of silver first."

Qi Chenqian sneered when he heard the words.

Sunflower gave him a displeased look, her eyes were more white than dark, and her eyes were extremely contemptuous.

Qi Chenqian is lying in his heart, I am a dignified Kunlun disciple, I was given two supercilious eyes by you, a god who runs the rivers and lakes!

It's like a trainee questioning whether the actor's ability is good or not!
What a shock!

If it wasn't for her having the kind of pills that contain spiritual energy, Qi Chenqian would have beaten her to the teeth!
Mu Furong restrained Qi Chenqian who was covered in black air, took out 100 taels of silver and put it in front of Sunflower, raised her smile and said, "Old man, we are not here to tell fortunes, we have something important to ask."

Sunflower pretended to be a money fan, put the money into her bosom, turned her nostrils to the sky, and snorted: "You little girl, you are quite clever. I can guess your origins!"

Mu Furong, who laughed dryly, is also lying, calling you an old man is because you look old. You must know that although these two Kunlun disciples look young, they are actually more than 1 years old.You are an old Taoist priest who weighs no more than a few catties, maybe you are still a junior, so you really deserve to be beaten like this.

But she has the elixir in her hand.

With a dry cough, Mu Furong bit the bullet and flattered her bragging: "The old man's morality is profound, can you tell me about it?"

Sunflower gave her an approving look of "You are very good", despised Qi Chenqian again, and then said slowly: "When ordinary people see you two, they will definitely think you are the closed disciples of Kunlun. But the old man knows , the two are dragons and phoenixes among men."

The flattering words, for more than ten thousand years, the two of them have heard their ears cocooned, and Qi Chen simply turned his back, out of sight and out of mind.

It was just the voice of that old magic stick, but it kept drilling into his ears.

(End of this chapter)