âThe Formation Grade is too low?â
âAnd you want to spend more to get a higher-grade Formation?â
Listening to the Carefree Monkâs words,
Luo Changfengâs eyes couldnât help but twitch slightly.
Werenât these words redundant?
With his current ability, to create such a Formation Disk, capable of imprinting a Formation of this grade,
this was already the limit.
If he had the ability, to imprint a higher-grade Formation, wouldnât he have done so?
âBesides this, is there anything else you think needs improvement?â
After a moment of silence, Luo Changfeng continued to ask.
âOther areas?â
The Carefree Monk thought for a bit, then shook his head and spoke in a low voice, âAside from the slightly low grade of the Formation, I canât think of anything else that needs improvingâ¦â
After the Carefree Monk finished speaking,
he seemed to notice Luo Changfengâs increasingly sour expression.
Therefore, he hurriedly spoke up again.
âOf course, although the grade of the Formation is a bit low, itâs still sufficient, sufficientâ¦â
â¦
After the Carefree Monkâs voice trailed off,
within this small courtyard, beneath the Stone Pavilion,
the atmosphere once again became somewhat silent.
Luo Changfeng lowered his head slightly and drank the tea in his hands, not saying a word.
While the Carefree Monk sitting in front of him
was now slightly restless.
Could it be that he had said something wrong?
The atmosphere seemed a bit off,
but the Carefree Monk couldnât pinpoint what exactly was wrong.
To know, he came here with a request for Luo Changfeng.
Therefore, he was quite sensitive to any changes in Luo Changfengâs mood.
âBy the way,â
âI heard that the Shou Family from the Nanhuang Divine State, one of the Alchemist Families, has fallen?â
Seeing the atmosphere becoming more and more somber,
the Carefree Monk shifted his gaze, thought for a moment, and then changed the subject.
âNanhuang Divine State, the Shou Family?â
Upon hearing this, Luo Changfeng couldnât help but curl his lip, looking somewhat helplessly at the Carefree Monk in front of him, then said, âThatâs old newsâ¦â
The Carefree Monk touched his head,
gave a sheepish chuckle,
and then fell silent.
âForget it, letâs not talk about this matterâ¦â
Luo Changfeng finished the tea in his hands, and quietly put down the cup.
Afterward, he calmly looked at the Carefree Monk before him.
âNext, letâs talk about the Qi-Blood Elixir,â
âAfter cultivating for a period, there are quite a few Blood Bistort plants that have entered the mature phase.â
âSoâ¦â
âIf you need them, I can prepare some Qi-Blood Elixirs for you in the coming days.â@@novelbin@@
The Carefree Monk, hearing this, excitedly asked, âHow many can you prepare? One thousand? Two thousand? Three thousand?â
Luo Changfeng directly shattered the Carefree Monkâs fantasy, âAt most, five hundred.â
The Carefree Monk sounded disappointed, âOnly five hundred?â
Luo Changfeng, looking at the Carefree Monk before him, said in a low voice, âWhat? Not satisfied? If youâre not, then perhaps wait a few more years, and I might be able to get you more, or even⦠develop a stronger second-generation Qi-Blood Elixir. Itâs not impossible.â
The Carefree Monk listened to these words.
Initially, he was quite happy,
but after thinking it over, he shook his head, âLetâs forget it then, since you can only make five hundred, letâs go with five hundred Qi-Blood Elixirs. Nowadays, the entire Northern Desolate Divine Continent has become somewhat chaotic, and the White Brahma Temple within is getting more turbulent, so these five hundred elixirs are certainly needed.â
Hearing this, Luo Changfeng didnât say anything more.
This old Carefree Monk, although sometimes capricious,
surely cherished his disciple.
âAlright, if thatâs the case, then you can come and get the elixir after seven days.â
The Carefree Monk, somewhat puzzled, asked, âSeven days? Isnât it usually ready in three days?â
Luo Changfengâs face gradually grew colder as he said, âDo you still want it or not?â
The Carefree Monk chuckled, âOf course, I want it. If you say after seven days, then itâll be after seven days.â
â¦
Not long after,
the Carefree Monk vanished from Luo Changfengâs sight.
He left the small courtyard.
âFive hundred Qi-Blood Elixirsâ¦â
After thinking for a moment, Luo Changfeng silently stood up.
He walked to a special spot within the courtyard.
With a slight circulation of his Qi-Blood Force,
his figure began to grow indistinct.
The next moment, Luo Changfeng disappeared from the courtyard.
[Huh?]
[Huh-huh?]
In the courtyard, atop a vantage point,
a black-feathered creature with a pair of purple-gold pupils took notice after Luo Changfengâs disappearance.
Its purple-gold eyes could not help but flicker with confusion.
It seemed to be wondering why its master had suddenly vanished.
A moment ago, wasnât he right before its eyes?
Strange, it was indeed strange.
â¦
A hundred meters beneath the ground of the courtyard,
inside a secluded chamber with no one else present,
Luo Changfeng silently stood there.
He looked at the flickering crimson glow before him,
and the terrifying, substantive blood-red aura of blood evil that had permeated the chamber.
His eyes couldnât help but narrow slightly.
âThe intensity of the aura seems to be much richer than before,â
âand the luster of this Blood Bistort field also appears richer than previously.â
âThe number of Blood Bistort plantsâ¦â