When it comes to cultivating immortality, it naturally starts with upgrading the herb garden.

Song Chen left the shop and ran towards a deserted place.

Upon seeing this, the two men immediately disappeared from their original positions and gave chase.

Song Chen looked back and realized that the two were not moving fast. If he were at full speed, he could easily shake them off, but... he didn't want to let them go.

I will not offend others unless they offend me; if they do offend me, well...

He deliberately slowed his pace, maintaining a suitable distance from the other person, and seized the opportunity to slip into a small alley.

The two men followed them inside, only to find a dead end with no one there.

Song Chen seemed to have vanished into thin air.

"Where did they go? They disappeared around the corner!"

"Find it! It must be nearby! Damn it! We can't let the big spender who bought the eight spirit herbs get away!"

The two began a thorough search of the alley, but still found nothing.

"Damn it! Where are they?!"

One of them punched the wall, creating a small dent.

"The big fish just got away..."

Just as the two men gave up their search, thinking it was a lost cause and preparing to return empty-handed, a black and gold hook flew out from nowhere and pierced through the forehead of one of them, killing him instantly.

From the corner, Song Chen's deadly voice rang out: "So weak."

The other person immediately sensed something was wrong and turned pale with fright.

He hurriedly took out a talisman from his storage bag, preparing to activate it for self-defense, but the talisman in his hand was snatched away by a mysterious force.

Just then, a hurricane struck, and his storage bag disappeared, also blowing away the storage bag of the person lying on the ground.

Only then did the man realize he had angered someone he shouldn't have, and he quickly knelt down and kowtowed to the air, admitting his mistake:

"Sir! Please forgive me! I have a superior..."

A rocket shot out from behind him, piercing his neck precisely, causing him to bleed profusely and fall lifelessly to the ground.

And what about Song Chen?

The invisibility talisman wore off, and Song Chen's figure slowly emerged, his body spotless.

He walked down the street with a blank expression, carrying two storage bags, as if he hadn't been the one who had just killed two people instantly.

"Five invisibility talismans and fifty-five spirit stones, worth it!"

Afterwards, Song Chen found a nearby insect shop, went inside, and asked:

"Spring insects and autumn grass, do you have any?"

"For sale! Five spirit stones per piece!"

"Give."

The shopkeeper thoughtfully put the insects in a special insect bag for Song Chen to hold.

Song Chen shook the insect bag, a slight smile playing on his lips.

With this, the only thing missing to upgrade the medicinal field to level two is the Herbal Insect Relief Liquid.

Once Zhang Jiu brings the Herbal Insect Relief Liquid next week, the herb garden can be upgraded.

One herb for clearing meridians a day!

Level 3 medicinal fields are truly enviable.

Just as Song Chen was contemplating the future, a voice came from beside him.

"Song Chen? Long time no see!"

Ning Lianyi was a good friend of the original owner of this body. He often came to his shop to buy pills, and the two became acquainted.

However, this is the first time we've met since the shop closed.

Logically speaking, since their homes are on the same street, they should see each other all the time.

But Song Chen either doesn't go out, or when he does, he's either buying things as quickly as possible or going to learn alchemy, so naturally we don't run into each other.

It is said that Ning Lianyi's family is quite well-known in this market.

Her father was at the sixth level of Qi Refining, her mother at the fifth level, and she herself was not just a pretty face, but also had a certain talent for formations.

Her family background, coupled with her beautiful face, naturally attracted the attention of many male cultivators.

"I've come out to buy array runes, what about you?"

Song Chen gazed at the beautiful woman before him, his eyes flickering for a fleeting moment before quickly regaining their composure and replying:

"Buy something."

The two walked side by side for a few steps, and when there were fewer people around them, Ning Lianyi exclaimed in surprise:

"My god! I couldn't even tell your cultivation level when I was at the fourth level of Qi Refining! You actually broke through to the middle stage of Qi Refining!"

"Just lucky, just lucky."

Then they chatted for a few more minutes.

"Things have been really unsettled in Guanshiding lately! I heard quite a few people have died."

"yes!"

Song Chen recalled his experiences selling spiritual herbs several times, and almost all the cultivators around him were talking about that.

It is said that the place is in complete chaos. The contents of the inheritance have long been taken away, and it is now just cultivators outside fighting each other.

"A cultivator named Shen Yunge obtained a third-grade pill and is being hunted down by the Xu and Zhang families. I heard that he hasn't been caught yet."

Ning Lianyi said casually, as if they were chatting about everyday things.

Song Chen replied casually, "Mm."

A moment later, Ning Lianyi stopped in front of a house and said, "I'm home. See you next time."

Ning Lianyi said goodbye; Song Chen's house was still some distance away.

Just then, a light rain began to fall, and Song Chen instinctively started jogging.

Passing by Zhang Yuanshan's house, I noticed that his door was half-open, as if he had just left and hadn't closed it properly.

Zhang Yuanshan has a strange time of going out; he only leaves in the evening and returns in the early morning, but this has nothing to do with Song Chen.

He ignored him and walked right past.

Upon arriving home, Song Chen immediately opened the two storage bags belonging to the cultivators, but he didn't have high expectations.

Those who have reached the point of needing to undergo tribulation cultivation generally don't have a very good life.

Sure enough, there were no magical artifacts in the two storage bags, only thirty spirit stones in total, and only four or five talismans, all of which were low-grade and cheap.

"You poor bastard, the most valuable part of the entire storage bag is the storage bag itself."

Song Chen decided to continue searching through the storage bags and found a cultivation manual in one of the bags.

"Body Tempering Techniques?"

Song Chen looked at the manual with a complicated expression.

Modern cultivators do not need to train their bodies.

Because during cultivation, spiritual energy flows through the entire body, naturally nourishing the muscles and bones, achieving an effect similar to body tempering.

Moreover, body tempering cultivation is troublesome, requiring both physical training and increased diet, and has long been abandoned by cultivators.

Those cultivators who are still practicing body tempering are either poor or desperately poor.

"It's rare to see people this poor."

Song Chen checked their storage bags again, and they were empty.

He pulled himself back to reality, packed his things, stood up, walked out of the room, turned a corner, and headed towards the medicinal herb field in the backyard.

Song Chen plans to plant twenty potential seeds this time, adding new vitality to the medicinal field and also enriching his own foundation.

"One grain of millet on Monday, ten thousand grains on Sunday, that makes perfect sense."

As we all know, proper soil clearing is necessary for planting, so that seeds can germinate more easily and efficiently.

Just as Song Chen was shoveling soil, his hoe struck an unusually hard object.

"What is this?"

Song Chen dug the thing out, brushed off the soil, and found it to be a crystal-clear jade tube.

"Why didn't I notice it before? Was it left by my parents from my previous life?"

He quickly replaced the insect-repellent membrane, poured in the fertilizer, and returned to the house to open the jade tube.

It is a prescription, and the handwriting looks familiar; it must have been left by my father from my previous life.

Besides refining aphrodisiac pills, the father of the original body was also a half-step second-grade alchemist, so it's not surprising that he left behind pill formulas.

"The Meridian-Opening Herb? Could it be the formula for the Qi-Gathering Pill?"

Song Chen looked at the first main ingredient and asked in confusion.

Why did my father leave this thing behind?