After returning home and playing with Bai Tuanzi for a while, Jiang Ming continued to start his alchemy business.

"Only when I master the art of alchemy can I gain a foothold in this world of immortality!"

No matter where I wander in the future, with this skill by my side, I can make a living in a low-key manner no matter where I am... Otherwise, if I only rely on crowdfunding to make money, I will be in trouble one day.

Peng...

Another puff of black smoke rose up, and a white dumpling rolled happily on the grass. Jiang Ming kicked it aside angrily.

"You white radish, if you laugh at me again, I will make you practice too..."

After refining all afternoon and wasting six or seven furnaces of medicinal materials, Jiang Ming's face was completely covered in black...

"Go to hell with your grandma!" Jiang Ming kicked down the medicine cauldron and decided not to make elixirs for three days, but instead started to practice the newly acquired spell, Golden Fire Sword Finger.

Why don't you lie down, I'm going to secretly drag you to death...

…

Days pass by, practicing, giving rain, refining elixirs...

Fifteen years have passed by in a hurry.

It has been twenty years since Jiang Ming came to Xiaoqianshan.

For cultivators, it is only a blink of an eye. Xiaoqianshan is still the same as it was fifteen years ago, but it is more lively.

Although it is a gathering place for casual cultivators, the threshold of Xiaoqianshan was not low back then. It was difficult for minor cultivators in the early stage of Qi training to survive here, and the main force was in the middle stage of Qi training.

But nowadays, every peak is full of casual cultivators of the first and second levels of qi training, living in caves of various sizes. Although the spiritual qi is thin, they have a place to stay.

"Old Guzi, you can't build your body with force..."

Jiang Ming warned at the entrance of a simple courtyard.

"I know, I know..." Lao Guzi has a stooped body and a head full of white hair. Just ten years have passed, and he seems to have aged thirty years. His clothes are extremely shabby, and his whole person exudes a rotten smell of dying. His eyes

It's also a lot more dull.

"Please give me another ten days, just ten days..." Lao Guzi begged.

Jiang Ming stared at Lao Guzi for a long time, then sighed and said in a faint voice: "Old Guzi, you and I have a close relationship... but rules are rules. If you still can't pay the money for these rains after ten days,

Then I will take away your harvest of one acre of spiritual rice!"

Lao Guzi was stunned and quickly wanted to say something, but Jiang Ming had already turned around and left.

Lao Guzi stood there blankly. After a while, a middle-aged man in rich clothes walked out of the courtyard and frowned: "Dad, don't you have a good relationship with that man? Why is he so unkind..."

"Alas!" Lao Guzi sighed: "In the past few years, our family's friendship with Brother Jiang has almost been exhausted..."

He suddenly regretted that it was not a good thing to live in the cave in advance. In his imagination, planting the land on time and handing in the spirit stones on time was not the case at all in reality...

The middle-aged man snorted coldly: "In the world of immortal cultivation, only cultivation has the greatest say. He is just a minor cultivator stuck at the fifth level of Qi training. When I break through to the later stage of Qi training, he will not beg to do things for us...

…”

Lao Guzi was startled, and quickly blocked his son's mouth, whispering: "Why are you so crazy... He is now the only alchemist in Lingzhi Hall. Although his cultivation level is not high, with his relationship, he can

If you can take away our land, don’t talk nonsense...”….

The middle-aged man's face was full of anger, but he did not dare to say anything else.

…

On the mountain road, Jiang Ming's eyes were calm. It was not that he was cruel, but that in this small mountain, being too kind would only cause trouble.

There are more rules in the chaos. Xiao Qianshan's rule is that you must not show weakness and kindness...

"Master Jiang, morning!"

I saw some acquaintances along the way, and they all greeted Jiang Ming politely.

Jiang Ming smiled and responded one by one. Fifteen years later, his alchemy skills have finally improved a lot. With several basic elixirs such as the Qi Restoration Pill and the Golden Blood Pill, the elixir-making rate has finally increased to more than 50%, which is considered a small improvement.

A famous alchemist...

Although his cultivation level is "low" and he has Lingzhi Hall as his backer, there are not many blind people who would dare to cause trouble for him.

Occasionally, there were a few minor troubles, but they were nothing major. It was just that Jiang Ming sprinkled inorganic fertilizer on the fields a few more times, and the Lingmi harvest was better...

"Jiang Ming...drink tonight!"

Suddenly, Duan Ping flew over on a rotten iron sword.

Ever since Feng He rode around on a rotten flying sword, the entire Lingzhi Hall was slowly infected. Even the hall leader Huang Chu found a rotten sword from nowhere and rode it swaggering through the market every day.

"We have a new member of Lingzhi Hall, another advanced misty rain technique..."

"Oh? It's such a happy event, it's time to drink!"

Jiang Ming smiled and said, happy to see the success. The more farming masters come, the easier his life will be, even though there is not much work to begin with...

But when he arrived at Yuqiong Pavilion, he discovered that the newcomer this time was actually a woman.

"He Xiaowan, I'm at the fifth level of Qi training. Please take care of me, senior fellow apprentices..."

This is a woman wearing a purple dress. Her words and deeds are very chic, and she looks like a heroine.

However, Jiang Ming didn't care about this, but discovered that this woman was also hiding her cultivation...

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