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

The old man took out a token and said, "That's not necessarily true!"

The token has a gold border with a black background and a bright purple "East" character printed on it, looking very imposing.

Xu Bo asked blankly, "Master, what is this?"

The old man shook the token and stroked his long, white beard: "This is the East Palace Commander."

"East Hall? What's that?" Xu Bo was still puzzled.

The old man sighed upon hearing this: "It's normal that you don't know, after all, the Lower Sword Sect isn't ranked in the top tier in the Eastern Continent."

"This Eastern Palace Order is issued by the Eastern Palace, one of the four great palaces of the Eastern Continent, and distributed downwards through the top forces in the Eastern Continent. It can be considered an admission ticket to the Eastern Palace."

Xu Bo asked, "What are the Four Branch Halls?"

The old man explained, "As for the four main halls, their origins are mysterious."

It is said to have been created by a Golden Core cultivator with the aim of benefiting future generations and providing a foundation-building path for Qi Refining cultivators in the Eastern Continent.

"The East Hall is the only treasure trove among its four halls, containing countless miraculous elixirs."

Xu Bo understood what his master meant after hearing this.

"Master, are you implying that I should go to the East Hall to seize this opportunity?"

Upon hearing this, the old man shook his head and then nodded, leaving Xu Bo completely bewildered.

"What an idiot!"

The old man cursed silently.

Xu Bo smiled and replied, "Please enlighten me, Master."

The old man no longer concealed his intentions and spoke directly:

"By using the Purple Qi Breakthrough Pill to force your way to a higher realm without adequate preparation, you have naturally damaged your foundation."

"But ultimately it's just a minor bottleneck within the Qi Refining stage, and the damage to the foundation is ultimately limited."

The elixirs needed for repairs weren't particularly precious in the East Hall, so it wasn't necessary to do it personally.

Xu Bo then realized, "Master means I should find a suitable candidate to go in on my behalf?"

The old man nodded slightly and tapped Xu Bo on the head: "Not too stupid!"

The old man then handed the token to Xu Bo, took out a wine gourd, and said, "Let's go! Let's celebrate your breakthrough!"

"Um, am I under house arrest right now? Can I not go?"

Xu Bo looked up and said meekly.

Upon hearing this, the old man raised a white eyebrow and feigned displeasure, saying:

"No! The confinement is lifted, but if you're not going to drink, give me back the Eastern Palace Decree!"

Xu Bo was helpless.

His Foundation Establishment master is a man of his word; if he really doesn't go, he might really take it back.

The master looked old, but he was actually only 130 or 140 years old, just 20 or 30 years older than him.

In addition, he is exceptionally talented, having already reached the peak of Foundation Establishment, and is hailed as the cultivator with the best chance of reaching the Golden Core stage in the Lower Sword Sect.

Having been praised for so many years, he naturally developed a self-willed attitude and a sense of immaturity.

Xu Bo could only plead with him like a child, "Could you not drink too much?"

He was truly terrified.

The wine that Master drinks is all about relieving worries.

The advantage is that it's enjoyable to drink, but the disadvantage is that drinking too much will temporarily regress your cultivation level.

Last time, his cultivation level regressed by a level after being dragged away by his master for drinking, and it took him several months to barely recover.

If we let it go this way, the level we just broke through to ten might revert to nine, and then there would be no one to reason with.

"Fine! Fine!"

The old man waved his hand, then suddenly turned his head as if he had thought of something, and said:

"By the way, were you the one who killed the cultivator in the market and was placed under house arrest?"

Xu Bo recalled: "Feng Sancai."

The old man remained silent, his face serious, and asked, "Is it based on Hongdao's deduction?"

Xu Bo said, "I heard that's true."

The old man pressed further, "Why were you in that house at the time?"

Upon hearing this, Xu Bo briefly recounted the matter of his transaction with Song Chen to his master.

Actually, that day was the trading day that the two of them had agreed upon.

Xu Bo went to the back and found Song Chen's house empty. He went inside and found it in a mess, with the bone whistle lying on the ground, clearly indicating that it had been burgled.

He originally intended to stay in the room and collect Song Chen's aura to determine his whereabouts.

Unexpectedly, he was arrested as a criminal after collecting only half of the items.

Upon hearing this, the old man pondered for a moment and said, "You just happened to be caught? You're not the real culprit, are you?"

Xu Bo replied, "Mm."

He didn't care. It was just a rogue cultivator who had died. He didn't mind being punished; he would just put on a show by confining him to his quarters.

The old man dropped his serious demeanor and became carefree again, picking up his wine gourd: "Let's go!"

Xu Bo was in unbearable pain.

......

Time flies like an arrow, and a week passes in the blink of an eye.

Song Chen stayed at home and devoted himself to cultivation, making great progress in his cultivation. The only drawback was that he had used up all his essence blood.

Not only the essence blood of the peak Qi Refining stage, but all other essence blood has been used up.

But it's alright, he can still use those pills with extremely abundant spiritual energy to cultivate, it just requires him to enter a meditative state for three days at a time.

Just as he was about to take the pill and begin his cultivation, a knock sounded at the door.

Standing outside the door was a girl with a great figure, an average face, but very large eyes—Xie Qingshang.

She looked shy and her face was flushed, as if she had just done something.

Song Chen opened the door and, seeing that the other person didn't speak, asked first, "What's wrong?"

"Um."

Xie Qingshang hesitated, as if he had something difficult to say.

She was unharmed when she twisted down, but her breasts, crowded together, looked even more terrifying.

Song Chen's gaze lingered, his mind drifting into thought.

"Brother Qian...Could you lend me some spirit stones?"

"Of course! I'll pay it back next month!"

Xie Qingshang blushed, lowered his head, bit his lip with his white teeth, and spoke as if he had made a great decision.

Song Chen was slightly taken aback, not expecting this to be the case.

After all, the two sides had only met once and had never even spoken before, yet the other party immediately asked to borrow money.

This is really strange.

"What do you need the spirit stones for?" Song Chen asked naturally.

Upon hearing this, Xie Qingshang's cheeks turned even redder, and he lowered his head even further, placing his hands on his lower abdomen and swaying his body from side to side, just like a child who had made a mistake.

"I...I want to buy something, things for a young lady, Brother Qian, you probably...wouldn't understand."

Seeing the other person's expression, Song Chen suddenly realized.

It seems that Xie Qingshang was desperate and, like Luo Feng, only came to him at the very end.

"Has Luo Feng contacted you?" Song Chen asked in return.

Xie Qingshang was slightly taken aback, the blush on her cheeks faded slightly, and fear appeared on her face:

"Yeah, he asked me to go on a risk, but I refused. He's fierce, and I'm a little scared."

Song Chen remained expressionless, pondered for a moment, and then asked, "How much?"

"One hundred spirit stones."

Xie Qingshang raised a jade-like finger, glanced away, and said shyly.

She thought to herself: It's all set! This kid looks like an innocent young man, I've got a hundred spirit stones in the bag!

Just as Xie Qingshang was thinking this, the door in front of him closed, and Song Chen's leisurely voice came from inside:

"I'm sorry, fellow Daoist Xie, but I don't have many spirit stones here either. I've already spent all one hundred spirit stones the Zhang family gave me on shopping!"

what?

Xie Qingshang was stunned, standing outside the door, feeling the wind blowing.

Her mood was like a roller coaster, soaring to the highest point and then plummeting rapidly to the lowest.

Coming to her senses, she realized what had happened, clenched her fists, and blushed.

been played!

The radical for grass!