"This old man is still concerned. It seems that you don't need to worry about your initial practice." Mao Xiaofang also read the letter and a smile appeared on his face.

Jiang Le said bitterly: "Old man Jin is so careful. If I want to say that I don't practice Taoism, will he crawl out from the underground and settle the score with me?"

Mao Xiaofang was unanimous and said: "This is indefinite."

"Master, you don't need to scare me. I know that Old Man Jin will not be able to come back after he goes, but don't worry, Old Man Jin has arranged this for the kid. If the kid is not tactful, then I'm so sorry for Old Man Jin's great kindness." Jiang Le's face turned aside and said seriously.

Mao Xiaofang smiled but said nothing, but secretly thanked the old man. He left a good disciple and prepared to practice matters, so he felt a little embarrassed to take over.

Yan Su only persisted for a moment, and Jiang Le suddenly became a smile and said happily: "I didn't expect that this old man Jin's shop is not big, and he has a lot of savings. There are three million in this card. Tsk, I have never seen so much money in my life. I suddenly feel so happy."

Unable to see Jiang Le’s appearance of money, Mao Xiaofang asked coldly: “Is this just three million more than one hundred thousand taels of silver?”

Jiang Le was stunned and looked at Mao Xiaofang in confusion.

Is my three million or ten thousand taels of silver related to yarn?

Mao Xiaofang smiled strangely: "Why is wealth first in practicing Taoism, and the land of wealth? Practice is very expensive. I used to consolidate the law and build the foundation, so I spent 100,000 taels of silver in order to lay a better foundation. This is not the case with some of the cultivation materials I got myself, but I have to add up more."

Jiang Le was startled.

Just laying a foundation, I actually spent 100,000 taels of silver?

Although Jiang Le is not very clear about the price of silver, the fuzzy algorithm is worth 100,000 taels of silver, which does not include the cultivation materials he has made himself. In other words, the master spent tens of millions of dollars to build the foundation?

I'll take a break. Is it so expensive to practice Taoism? It's just a foundation. If you practice it in a full set, how much will it cost?

Jiang Le was frightened.

"How is it? Do you still think I am rich now?" Mao Xiaofang asked in a blast.

Jiang Le looked at the bank card and Mao Xiaofang, and said sadly: "Master, can you make me happy for a while?"

"Hmph, I don't want you to be too addicted to things outside. People who practice Taoism have magic power that is the only trustworthy foundation. The rest are just illusions and cannot be too concerned about it." Mao Xiaofang said earnestly.

Jiang Le argued: "I understand what Master means, but people always have a hobby. Some people like flowers and plants, some people like reading, but I like counting money, can't I do it."

Mao Xiaofang was angry, this kid had a lot of fallacies.

Too lazy to pull it, Mao Xiaofang pointed to the root of the tree in the red cloth bag and said, "I want to tell me that the most valuable thing here is this old ginseng."

Jiang Le's eyes lit up, and he quickly picked up the old ginseng, looked at it carefully for a moment, and with his eyes, he really couldn't tell where he was good. He looked up and asked curiously: "Master, is this kind of hard-working thing valuable?"

Mao Xiaofang said angrily: "This is a ginseng that is nearly a hundred years old. It is very rare. Even if you have money, you may not be able to buy it. This thing is made into medicine with several precious herbs. It is one of the best spiritual medicines for building foundations in the Dao Path."

Jiang Le was overjoyed. That's really better than money.

"What herbs are needed? Master makes a list and I will buy them tomorrow."

With three million in hand, Jiang Le became generous in an instant. My brother is rich, so what medicine can’t be bought? You say one, and I will buy you two.

Mao Xiaofang looked at Jiang Le with fun and said with a smile: "Since you are so concerned, I'll make a list of medicines for you when you look back."

"Okay, there's no problem." Jiang Le responded generously.

"There are also these things, all precious items. This is the jade talisman inherited by the Jin family and the symbol of the head of the Jin family. It is carved from the essence of a piece of spiritual jade. It has been nourished by the Taoist power for hundreds of years. It has the effect of calming down and resisting external evils. You can wear it with you, which is of great benefit to your cultivation. This book is explained by the Jin family. It seems that there are many missing. However, the Jin family's search for dragons and pointing acupoints, and the art of destroying evil in the house is quite unique. You can learn it in the future, and it will not be useless to waste the material left by Old Man Jin."

Mao Xiaofang explained all the things left by Old Man Jin.

Jiang Le did it seriously as Mao Xiaofang said. The jade talisman was hung around his neck, and Jin Jiadao Jie carefully wrapped it in a red cloth bag again and put it in a secret compartment.

The Jin family inheritance, when you truly embark on the road, you will definitely study hard and not cut off. It will not be in vain for Old Man Jin's kindness.

After cleaning up, Jiang Le sat upright under the spirit seat in the lobby and began to mourn Old Man Jin.

It was not wasted time either, and Mao Xiaofang continued to explain the condensation matters to Jiang Le.

It's also magical. After only practicing for one night, Jiang Le's illness that has difficulty learning seems to be much better.

Recalling carefully, Mao Xiaofang taught him yesterday, I still remember a few sentences. If it were the past, then I would forget all the instructions.

He told Mao Xiaofang about this incident in surprise. Mao Xiaofang nodded and smiled: "It seems that your soul injury is not serious. When you can control the essence and energy in your body, the three elements of the spirit and spirit complement each other, you should be able to heal."

Jiang Le is really happy and stupid now.

After more than ten years, I finally become a normal person. After it is completely intact, I must share this news with my mother so that she can be happy for her son.

Afterwards, Jiang Le became more concerned about cultivation.

I'm just a little hungry, but there are many benefits.

After Mao Xiaofang explained the Condensation Dharma and Taoism again, Jiang Le easily entered the state of cultivation as yesterday.

This time Mao Xiaofang did not blame Jiang Le for her intentions, and she was even a little relieved.

When practicing Taoism, one practices one's own enlightenment, so one only needs to click to stop when one is a master. You can't say too much. If you say too much, that is your own way. You are suitable for yourself, but outsiders are not suitable for you and are prone to lead astray.

Jiang Le easily enters meditation, and the Taoist sequels rotate by itself, which is in line with the most suitable method of his body, which is in line with the Tao and the Tao that is most suitable for him.

This is what the saying goes, the master leads the door and practices individually.

It was nothing happened again.

Early the next morning, a ray of sunlight shone through the window and fell on the ground, emitting a hazy luster.

On a futon in the lobby, Jiang Le sat cross-legged, breathing evenly, her complexion was plain and natural, and her body exuded a charming charm, which was very magical.

Suddenly, Jiang Le's brow moved and slowly opened her eyes.

A breath of turbid air was breathed, accompanied by the sudden gurgling sound of the stomach, and there was a vague desire to devour everything.

His face suddenly changed. Jiang Le rushed out of the yard without saying a word. He ordered five baskets of buns, five bowls of noodles and five cups of soy milk at the breakfast shop outside Antique Street, packed them back to the yard, and then he started eating with a large mouthful of noodles and a bun.

After eating 90% of the buns and noodles directly, Jiang Le finally felt full.

Sitting comfortably on the stone bench under the willow tree, drinking soy milk, and looking at the pile of leftover lunch boxes on the stone table, Jiang Le couldn't help but smile bitterly: "This appetite has increased again. Master said it's good. Just relying on eating, this practice cannot be carried out. It seems that the refining of medicine needs to be done early."

After packing up the leftover breakfast, Jiang Le returned to the lobby and found a piece of paper on the spirit table in the lobby.

When he picked it up, Jiang Le's eyes lit up.

The rows of small regular script on the paper are written vigorously and vigorously. The outlines are like ink penetrates the back of the paper and is a third of the woodwork.

Jiang Le is also a calligraphy enthusiast. When he saw it, he couldn't help but be attracted. After watching it for a long time, he felt that there was some skill in Yan's style, but it was strange and innovated alone. He can be called a master of calligraphy in this generation.

Look at the words above, they all contain herbal names.

Deer antler, wolfberry, angelica, beef...

There are a total of seventeen kinds of medicinal materials, especially noted that all medicinal materials must be used in wild. Obviously, this is left by Mao Xiao Prescription.

Jiang Le was immediately happy: "I didn't expect that the master's handwriting was so good. It seems that he can also ask him for calligraphy while practicing in the future. This master's worship is very cost-effective, and one is worth a few."

He carefully put away the medicine list. Jiang Le decided that after taking the medicine, he would take the medicine list carefully and imitate it when he was fine.

At around nine o'clock in the morning, Jiang Le walked out of the antique street with her bag on her back.

Jiang Le, who had three million people around him and felt that he was rich and powerful, came to the traditional Chinese medicine market in Qingyang City and was preparing to buy the medicinal materials on the master's medicine list.

After picking and asking about the price, Jiang Le realized that the medicine list left by his master was really not cheap.

Deer antlers, angelica, beef yellow, etc. are usually hundreds or thousands of. This is a bad appearance. If the appearance is good, there are tens of thousands or tens of thousands of them.

After all the medicine lists of Mao Xiaofang were purchased, even if it was ordinary, it would take 200,000 yuan to prepare the base.

After doing this, Jiang Le felt a toothache.

This practice is really not something that ordinary people can afford to play, it is too expensive.

But looking at the medicine list, Jiang Le gritted his teeth and decided not to buy it, and if he wanted to buy it, he would buy the best one.

After all, it is related to cultivation. In order to avoid being subdued by demons in the future, the money cannot be saved.

After observing along the way, Jiang Le suddenly saw a pharmacy with a larger storefront, a relatively simple decoration, and a very reliable look.

Look at the sign above.

Baicao Pharmacy.

The name is quite ordinary, but the characters are written well, with a stylus pen and silver hook, which is magnificent. Looking at the signature below, it is actually a century-old brand. This is a century-old brand. Look at this character, it is trustworthy.

Jiang Le smiled slightly and walked into the pharmacy.

Baicao Pharmacy has a large storefront and a larger space inside. The displays are all the wooden cabinets of the pharmacy used to be, with antique flavors. Jiang Le feels quite novel.

"What medicine does the guest want to catch?"

When he saw Jiang Le, a thin young man in a simple costume came forward to greet him. He smiled professionally and did not discriminate because Jiang Le was wearing ordinary clothes. He was obviously trained to be good medicine.

Jiang Le was about to speak when suddenly the thin young man in front of him lit up and he said first: "Wait objectively for a moment." After that, he passed by Jiang Le.

Jiang Le opened her mouth and was speechless.

What does it mean when I go?

He turned around and saw that at the entrance of the pharmacy, a man was walking in.

The man looked twenty-five and sixty years old, with a white face, a handsome face, a handsome face, a short hair, a decent casual suit, and a smile. His gentle appearance made people feel unconsciously good.

However, Jiang Le took a look and couldn't help frowning.
Chapter completed!