Poor streets and alleys, mossy and bluestone streets.

The curling smoke rose into the sky, and disappeared intovisible under the dazzling light.

Su Xian promised to treat An Ruosu to a meal at noon, but An Ruosu took him to an inconspicuous remote alley. This place looked more like a slum with white walls and gray tiles, and quiet people. Passersby passed by, all of them were people with a look of earth. They were obviously the kind of poor people who were not very satisfied with their slums.

As we gradually deepened, a sign finally appeared in the alley, which was replaced by a tasteless shop.

Life is inaction, life is tasteless.

In this deep alley, it is a remote countryside and the tasteless store has a slump in business. The ordinary plaque has traces of mottled years and is broken and simple. There are two tables and chairs placed casually in the store. The space is small, only 30 square meters. The store is made of stone bricks and has a bumpy pit. You can tell at a glance that few people usually come here.

At the door of the store was an old man with thin and pale hair. His body was hunched, his skin was as deep as dead trees, and his body was filled with a faint sense of death, as if he was half a person who had fallen into the soil.

"Grandpa, please have a rice cake and clear water noodles."

When I saw the old man from afar, An Ruosu's mouth raised a playful curve, as if she had seen a long-lost relative, her eyes were swaying and her heart was throbbing.

"So it's Ruosu! Alas, I didn't expect you to come back to visit me, the old man, and wait, I'll do it for you now. What do you want, this young man?"

The old man and An Ruosu are familiar with each other, but this is the first time he has met Su Xian.

"Just like her." Su Xian was not picky either.

Upon hearing this, the old man smiled, his eyes were tight and wrinkled, and his dry facial skin was tied together, but there was a unique kind of intimacy.

Then, Su Xian and An Ruosu chose one of the tables and chairs and sat down.

Dangdang!

In the quiet alley, I appreciate the local customs and cultures here. Although it is deserted, except for the impact of pots and pans, the whole world has become quiet.

This is a kind of tranquility that penetrates the soul.

"I thought I was going out for a big meal, but I didn't expect you to bring me here. It suits your temperament." Su Xian was not restrained and shy. As soon as she sat down, she smiled.

An Ruosu looked around, as if observing the changes in the store recently, and said, "It's good if you don't dislike it. This store is the cheapest store in Wakashu City since I was a child. I've been a little hungry after I haven't tasted the rice cake in half a month."

"Um."

Su Xian nodded and then remained silent.

In the world of cultivation, competition is cruel. Cultivators are like crossing the river and crossing the vast rivers, chasing the other side to the peak of the cultivation path. Once upon a time, someone stopped in this secluded old alley, enjoying the beautiful wind and sunshine, sinking his beating heart and welcoming the whole of desolation.

This scenery and characters made Su Xian close his eyes and feel it for a long time, and it was not until a minute later that he opened his eyes slowly.

The worldly practice is really wonderful!

An Ruosu did not disturb Su Xian, but saw that the latter seemed to have some enlightenment. He looked into her eyes and said, "So far, in my life, I have met two women that I have unforgettable. One is called Yue Jinse and the other is called An Ruosu. Yue Jinse represents the peak, which is like an endless path of cultivation, which leads me to pursue it; An Ruosu is as quiet as a painting, like a small bridge and flowing water, and calls me to stop and rest."

When the voice sounded, An Ruosu was stunned. This was the second time she heard the name Yue Jinse. The first time she heard Ye Zhiqiu when she was telling Su Xian’s second life. While curious, she was also a little shy. She just made her cheeks flush because of Su Xian’s last sentence, and she felt that Su Xian was exaggerating.

"In the first life, I chose to give up my cultivation. In the second life, I chose to chase the peak. When I got something, I was destined to lose something. You said, now, how should I make a choice?"

While practicing these days, Su Xian has been thinking about his future where he will go for a long time.

Su Xian had to admit that some people may have unique charm, the more they thought about the magnet, the deeper they became. During the two days, Su Xian kept thinking about his relationship with An Ruosu, but after thinking carefully, he found that he had fallen into it and could not extricate himself.

If one day someone suddenly tells you that someone is a couple for life and tells you a series of lingering stories, even if Su Xian is calm, he will inevitably think too much.

Previous life, this life.

The more Su Xian resisted, the closer he found himself getting.

This feeling is very similar to a poem called "One Thousand and One Mirror".

The more I escape, the closer I get to you.

The more I turn my face, the more I see you.

I am an isolated island, in the water of lovesickness.

From all directions, I am isolated from you.

One thousand and one mirror reflects your face.

I start with you, I end with you.

...

If she thinks about it, Su Xian is almost tempted to get her inner demons. She just made it clear with An Ruosu today and wanted to refer to her ideas.

And An Ruosu was suddenly questioned by Su Xian.

After a moment of silence, An Ruosu finally sorted out his words, stroked a strand of falling black hair to his ears, and said with a clear voice: "Young Master, Ruosu was born as a mortal, and he knew he was a common man. Even with the preparation of those two stories, Ruosu did not feel that he was a person who could be loved by the young master. The young master's future is at the peak of this world. If I delayed the young master's great future, Ruosu would definitely feel guilty for the rest of his life."

An Ruosu is not a selfish person, and she is also afraid that she will fall into this emotional vortex, so she wants to cut off her love as soon as possible and give Su Xian a bright future.

This answer is just right. In short, it is to let Su Xian chase his peak. Su Xian is just an unstoppable passerby in her life.

Hearing this answer, Su Xian felt lost, but smiled hoarsely, and said sneer: "Is this your true thought?"

The heart trembled a little when Su Xian stared at her, but in the end An Ruosu nodded stubbornly.

Although you are interested, the flowing water is ruthless.

After touching the gray nose, Su Xian finally recovered for a long time and nodded, "When the time comes, I will leave here."

This is a convention.

For some reason, when she heard Su Xian's resolute and stiff words, An Ruosu's nose felt sore, and her heart felt as if she was squeezing. She wanted to open her mouth but couldn't make a sound. Tears blurred the world in front of her, but she was finally squeezed back and could not fall.

An Ruosu suddenly felt that it was not only Su Xian, but also deeply trapped in this fertile ground of emotion.

But she could not speak, could not keep, could no longer be his lifelong bond. She had to let go of her hands, stand in that lonely and deserted corner, watch him leave until his back was hidden in the sky and was dim in his mind.

The two will eventually be separated by a city, a mountain, and then countless continents, and finally a dream.

In the store, both of them remained silent.

Just when the atmosphere fell into a cold and quiet state, rice cakes and clear water surface came.

Because the two of them had their own thoughts, the soft, glutinous and sweet rice cakes also lost their original taste, and even the plain and plain clear water surface was eaten a little salty and astringent.

After about a stick of incense, the two of them solved the emotional entanglement lunch. Su Xian handed the old man a low-grade demon stone and sootheed his excitement. Then the two of them emerged from this humble alley and returned to the shoulder-to-shoulder road. Under the guidance of An Ruosu, they walked towards the pharmacy market centered on the fourth-level Medicine Emperor Building.

When he came to a medicine shop, Su Xian said directly: "From the decaying branches on the thousand-year-old rotten trees, give me 100,000."

"Ah? Sorry, this young master, the store has only nine thousand stocks!"

This can lead to dead branches, which can be considered a first-level medicinal material, and it has poor effects and has almost no elixirs for use, so there is very little inventory in the pharmacy.

"Then let's get nine thousand first. How many demon stones?" Su Xian frowned a little, then felt relieved. Looking at the pharmacy market with crowds, he could only sweep all the dead branches in the pharmacy shops.

For such a big customer, the store owner dared not neglect and said anxiously: "Young Master, a low-grade demon stone is considered a 9,000..."

Before the store owner finished speaking, Su Xian threw away a medium-grade demon stone and continued: "Blood introduction, corpse poisonous crust, blood sticky glue, bring any inventory you have."

These three things require not much, only 10,000 portions are enough. However, except for the second-level medicinal material, blood ink and corpse poisonous crust can support third-level things, and the price is quite high. This small medicine shop probably doesn't have much goods.

Su Xian really wanted to ask, what about the common medicinal herbs that had been agreed upon?

If you really want to buy so many things, especially the Blood Indicator and the Corpse Poison Triple Leaf Crocodile, this is definitely a rhythm of hollowing out his wallet!

Previously, after killing Mao Qitian and Wu Ya, Su Xian picked up their high-level storage bags and harvested more than a hundred top-grade demon stones, and other things were not worth mentioning at all.

Even if there are more than 9,000 top-grade demon stones, they can't withstand such consumption!

Buying medicinal materials and making elixirs is a way to burn money, and elixirs are expensive, so the price of medicinal materials that follow will also soar.

Otherwise, why do you say that alchemists are very noble?

Respecting is in status, and valued by family background!

If Su Xian had not received a fourth-level essence and blood santhemum from Yuki Fuki in his mind, he would never have done such absurd behavior.

Back then, Ji Fushi had a very poor reputation and was chased by others all day long. Even if he had money, he could not get the fourth-level essence and blood pill. He was also troubled by his own difficulty in refining the pill. Therefore, in a hurry, he studied this rare fourth-level essence and blood pill in reverse. This was also one of his top creations as a blood giant. Not only was the cost cheap, but the effect was only weaker than the fourth-level essence and blood pill.

In addition, Ji Fushi is very stingy and is a kind of iron rooster who is indifferent to the slightest iron rooster. Even in the Great Demon Era, there are no more than three people who know the formula of the fourth-level essence and blood sanitation. As for whether it has been passed down, it is obvious that even if it has been passed down, it is still considered treasured by people and there is no sign of public sharing.

Seeing that Su Xian was so generous, the shopkeeper was about to laugh, so he asked his men to prepare, and the efficiency was very high. In just five minutes, he packed all the things Su Xian needed in a low-level storage bag. There were 700 pieces of blood sticky glue in the store, but the blood ink and corpse poison crust were not more than a hundred, and it was still far from Su Xian's goal.

After the price is calculated, apart from the fraction, it will cost 100 top-grade demon stones.

Su Xian's heart was bleeding, but he still abides by the rules. He put all the storage bags into the storage ring and then walked to the next pharmacy.

The demon stone spent in this moment was worth two days of Su Xian’s cultivation.

After walking around for an hour, An Ruosu became numb to Su Xian's rich wealth. He rushed out like flowing water. How many books can he buy?

However, An Ruosu only dared to think about it and did not expect it. After all, it was Su Xian's money, not hers.

Including the Medicine Emperor Tower, Su Xian has cleaned up all four things he wants. Now he has obtained 100,000 pieces of hemp branches, and there are 10,000 pieces of sticky blood glue, but only 5,000 pieces of blood incisor and corpse poisonous crust each reach 5,000. According to Ji Fushi, in this way, only five pieces of fourth-level essence and blood santhemum can be made.

"Five portions are just five portions! Damn, I only have more than 800 top-grade demon stones left in my pocket. Unfortunately, when I got a piece of hard spirit jade, I thought I could stop working for several years!"

Su Xian wanted to cry without tears.

Using the highest third-level things to make the fourth-level rare things can only be imagined by Ji Fushi.

A piece of Essence and Blood Pill is comparable to the fourth-level Essence and Blood Pill. It is usually a rare treasure for the demon king to use, and is worth at least ten hard demon jades, which is 100,000 top-grade demon stones.

Just make one and Su Xian resells it, isn’t that happy?

Thinking of this, Su Xian felt a little comforted and vaguely saw the dawn of his fortune.

"I just said that the medicinal materials are enough, you haven't got those three kinds of beast blood yet!" Ji Fushi reminded kindly.

puff!

As it turns out, you have survived a darkness and before the light has arrived, the next darkness comes unexpectedly.
Chapter completed!