Qincheng entrusted Yu Su to buy a mansion near the top of the mountain that he was satisfied with in every aspect.

"Holy shit, this rich monk just enjoys it. The spiritual liquid in this spiritual pool is so rich! And this light source is actually made of spiritual crystal."

After Ye Zun and Bearded Beard went in, they turned into curious babies. They were amazed and looked around.

Qin Cheng ignored the two people who were looking around, jumped to the top of the building, and then sat cross-legged on it.

When I bought this place, apart from the environment and various functions, the most important thing is that it is located on the top of the mountain, so that I can absorb the moonlight to read the wordless book in the sea.

He had already crushed the Dragon Blood Holy Spirit Pill before, and if he wanted to convert the Wordless Heavenly Book into a pill recipe, he would need the support of a lot of moonlight.

In other words, the more moonlight is absorbed, the faster the Wordless Heavenly Book is transformed.

This Dragon Blood Holy Spirit Pill is a second-grade pill from Yaozun. It is not easy to transform. Qincheng needs to have the Wordless Heavenly Book transform the pill formula within three days, so he naturally has to do his best.

In the entire Donghuang Ancient City, there is no place more convenient for absorbing moonlight than here.

Qin Cheng just sat down cross-legged, crushed the valuable Dragon Blood Holy Spirit Pill, and then offered the Wordless Heavenly Book to let it absorb all the pills.

Then, the silver light of the wordless heavenly book flashed and danced in the sea of ​​consciousness.

The book moved automatically without any wind, and the pages turned over, forming a strong whirlpool.

Between the sky and the earth, the moonlight was gathered by this suction force, and little silver light spots, like stars, flew towards Qincheng.

Qin Cheng's body gradually reflected silver brilliance, making him look like a saint who had emerged from the mortal world.

After the Wordless Heavenly Book was displayed in Qincheng, many people near the low mountain did not feel that the moonlight suddenly became dimmed.

But there are also some powerful people who have noticed the difference at the top of the short mountain.

The most luxurious palace on the low mountain naturally belongs to the annex of the Donghuang Song family.

At this time, in a study room, a middle-aged man with a short beard was discussing something with the young man in front of him.

Suddenly, the middle-aged man's expression moved slightly and he looked in one direction, which was the mansion where Qin Cheng was located.

"Father, what happened?"

Halfway through listening, the young man was stunned when he noticed that the man suddenly became silent.

"It's okay." The man smiled slightly and said, "The Holy Land of Donghuang is about to open, and geniuses from all walks of life will gather in Donghuang Ancient City. Don't underestimate it."

"Yes." The young man nodded.

The man nodded with satisfaction and said: "Cong'er, this holy realm only opens once in a thousand years, so you must seize the opportunity. As long as you can get one-tenth of the holy spring water of creation from your ancestors, it will be enough for you."

You are one of the favorites to become the heir to the family head."

"Father, don't worry, my child will not disappoint you, no matter it is other geniuses of the Song family or outsiders. I, Song Lingcong, will deal with it with all my strength. After this holy realm, I will definitely become famous all over the world like my ancestors did in the past."

The young man spoke confidently, his eyes full of ambition.

At the same time, there is a mansion quite far away from the Song family palace.

An old man was lying drunk in the courtyard. He looked up at the bright moon, drank the strong wine from the gourd, and burped from time to time.

The sudden dimming of the moonlight also made the sleepy old man let out a light sigh, feeling quite energetic.

His turbid eyes glanced at the top of the mountain, and he couldn't help but clicked his tongue: "Are you practicing with moonlight, or are you using some kind of secret technique? This is the second time I have seen someone absorbing moonlight in my life, which is interesting.

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"But no matter who it is, they can't stop me from getting the Holy Spring of Creation."

As he spoke, the old man took another sip of wine, and soon fell asleep and snored.

Qin Cheng spent that night sitting cross-legged on the roof.

On the second day, Ye Zun and Luo Xihu continued to inquire about information. Qin Cheng also went to the Pharmacist Association and used the huge library in the association to search for some information related to the blood of the Ice Soul and Ice Phoenix.

Three days flew by.

What makes Qin Cheng a little regretful is that although the elixir he took out was very effective, the sales were not ideal.

As expected, most monks found it difficult to change to a certain kind of elixir. Only some monks who were short of money bought a small amount.

Although if this continues, the reputation of the elixir that I have refined will improve sooner or later. But the time required will probably be measured in years.

However, there is something exciting for Qin Cheng, that is, after three days of unscrupulous absorption, the recipe for the Dragon Blood Holy Spirit Pill was finally formed in the Wordless Heavenly Book.

It's time to meet that Hu Feng.

In the evening, Qin Cheng went to Hu Feng's residence, which was also the time set by the other party.

At this time, the outside of Hu Feng's mansion was empty. Hu Feng had limited time to receive visitors every day, and even the servants had left. Only a boy opened the courtyard door for Qin Cheng and invited him in.

In the previous living room, Qin Cheng saw Hu Feng again.

But this time, Hu Feng's face was quite gloomy, and Qin Cheng's expression was full of displeasure.

As soon as he walked in the door, he said in a face-to-face manner: "You actually dare to come here, you are so audacious. You even gave me a fake Thunder Source Fruit. Do you think I can't tell?"

Qin Cheng frowned slightly, but he didn't expect that he had been caught in the act. It seemed that Hu Feng was really planning to refuse to admit his guilt.

"Senior, I remember you said before that you can tell the authenticity of this Lei Yuan Guo at a glance, and you personally admitted that it is true." Qin Cheng did not get angry, but said calmly.

"Yes, I did."

Hu Feng put his hands behind his hands and sneered: "But I didn't expect that I would be blinded by an eagle pecked all day long. I didn't look carefully for a while. It wasn't until yesterday that I discovered that all the Thunder Source Fruits of yours were withered. It's completely fake."

"Withered?" Qin Cheng said with a half-smile.

"No, look."

Hu Feng took out some withered roots and the wilted spiritual fruit on them.

Qin Cheng took it and looked at it casually.

"Junior, I thought about it. You probably didn't deceive me on purpose."

While Qin Cheng lowered his head to observe the spiritual fruit, Hu Feng said sadly: "Since you dare to come to see me, it means you don't know anything about it. After all, the Leiyuan Fruit is the ultimate fruit in the world, and ordinary people have never seen it. You are out of the body."

It's easy to be deceived."

"You know, there are countless strange fruits in this world. Many fruits seem to be some kind of original fruit, but in fact they are not. As time goes by, they will show their differences. Even I can't tell them apart, let alone you."

"However, I am not a narrow-minded person. Let's just forget about this matter. You can go and I won't pursue it any further."

"You won't hold me accountable?"

Qin Cheng almost sneered after hearing this.

Hu Feng's acting skills can be said to be of the highest level.
Chapter completed!