Overthrow the Cultivation Civilization

Chapter 119 Those without business will go bankrupt

"That's all. Wang Qiye's seasonings can already save a lot of money, and you're still not satisfied."

Pig Intestine glanced at him, his eyes rolled back, and he took a big bite of the braised chicken leg in his hand.

Alas, now I only have swords and wine to live on, and how can I have wine without food to go with it? Now that I have spiritual stones, I have become picky, but talking to this poor pig intestine is like talking to a cow.

"Junior brother, if you want to buy some good seasonings, you can go to Qingyun Peak Market, where there are two shops that specialize in selling high-quality seasonings. If you are still not satisfied, you can also go to Qingqinglian Peak and Qinghu Peak to have a look, maybe you can find something that suits your taste."

Wei Limo, with his eyes that were well versed in human affairs, saw Wang Qiye's expression and smiled indifferently.

"Thank you, senior brother."

"No, Wang Qiye, you really want to buy it."

The pig intestine looked surprised, and even the chicken legs stopped moving.

"The purpose of immortality is to live forever. If I live too long, I won't miss any of my three meals a day. If I don't figure myself out, what's the point of cultivating immortality?"

Wang Qiye blew out two puffs of white air from his nose, ignored him, and took a bite of the vegetable.

"Oh my god, I haven't seen Wang Qiye for only three years, and he has made a fortune. When will you take your fellow sufferers with you to broaden their horizons?"

Pig Intestine's face was full of fawning. After experiencing the temptations of the colorful world in the inner gate, with all the performances of comparison and vying for favor, the simple-minded Pig Intestine has also changed a lot.

"Hurry up and eat your food. There's so much food but it can't stop your mouth."

Wang Qiye rolled his eyes at him. He couldn't let him go to the secret realm. He was only at the first level of foundation building. He might as well be slapped to death as soon as he entered.

"Stingy guy, drink cold water."

The pig intestines, sensing Wang Qiye's change of heart, emptied the large porcelain bowl in front of him in one gulp. "Humph, I have to eat a few spiritual stones today anyway."

"Come, Big Brother, I'll give you a bowl."

Wan Qing picked up the big bowl in front of him. Although the tea was delicious that day, there were 14 people to share it, so each person got two small cups, and the whole pot was empty.

"Don't be so formal. Today we are just talking about brotherhood. Come on, let's do it together."

"Done."

Everyone sitting at the round table picked up their big bowls and drank together. Only Wang Qiye remained calm, picking up the neck of a spiritual bird with his chopsticks and began to gnaw on it.

"Well, Senior Brother, this spiritual bird neck is fried really well!"

Wang Qiye couldn't help but praise it. It was spicy and refreshing, and he didn't know how it was fried, but it was so tasty. Even the juice on his fingers made him want to lick it.

"That's right. Anyone who dares to open a restaurant on the mountain would have closed down long ago if he didn't have the skills."

Wei Limo wiped the wine stains from the corner of his mouth, took a bite of food, and spoke while chewing.

"This Piaoxiangju has been open in Qingzhu Peak for more than 200 years. It has been passed down to the fifth generation by the current owner. The recipe relies on this dish."

"Usually, we collect the necks of spiritual birds and put them in a ventilated place to dry to keep the meat from rotting. When someone orders them, we take them down and put them in a pot. As for how they are flavored, it is all a secret that is not passed on."

"It seems that we can no longer underestimate these inconspicuous small stores."

Wang Qiye praised again. He had eaten there once in the back street, when he invited Zi Linglan to dinner. At that time, he was still a young Qi Refiner facing the third level of foundation building. His mind was on how to survive, so how could he taste the bitterness and sweetness of the food?

I usually don’t feel anything when I pass by it, it’s just an ordinary small shop. It seems that I have to give every shop a chance and try it in the future.

"Junior Brother Wang, are you alright with your injuries?"

Wei Limo asked anyway. Actually, everyone wanted to know, so it would be more appropriate for the eldest brother to ask.

"It may have some effects in the next few days, but the injury should be stable after 7 days, and you can practice Qigong again. After another three months of recuperation, you will be fully recovered."

Wang Qiye did not dare to hide anything and told the truth.

"Then Junior Brother, don't go to the morning classes these days. It won't be too late to go when you feel ready."

Wei Limo looked at Wang Qiye tenderly, gave him an encouraging look, then pointed his chopsticks at the dish again, picked up the neck of the spiritual bird, and tasted it.

"Thank you for your concern, Senior Brother. I will be absent for a few days."

Wang Qiye felt warm in his heart. This senior brother is really good and cares about his fellow junior brothers.

"Well, when you have time, go to the Kung Fu Building and look through the "Lingxi Snake Formation" and the "Lingxi Tiger Formation". In addition to practicing the "Lingxi Turtle Formation" as usual, our inner sect has added these two formations, which will be rotated every three days."

Wei Limo spoke incoherently while gnawing on the neck of the spiritual bird.

"Well, definitely."

Wang Qiye nodded in agreement and kept it in mind. The cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage had finally started practicing attack formations.

"Actually, I still miss the innocent days in the outer sect more."

Zhu Dachang sighed with emotion. No one knew how he had spent the past three years in the inner sect that he could not help but sigh like that.

"Pig intestine, this is not like you!"

After Wang Qiye said this, he realized that he was not the only one who had changed. Even this fearless Pig Intestine was bent over by life, thinking about how to save spirit stones and working hard every day.

"Hey, you need spirit stones everywhere in the inner sect. Especially if you want to improve, you have to go to the "Questioning Pavilion" to buy lessons. After learning the lessons, you will definitely make some progress. Then you have to go to the "Martial Arts Hall" to find someone to teach you moves and verify each other's skills."

"You can practice with a friend of equal ability and financial resources, and you can buy group purchase prices. You can also save two-thirds of the expenses in the martial arts hall."

"I was hoping you would quickly enter the inner gate and become my partner, but I don't think that's going to happen."

Pig Intestine sighed, and instantly felt that the neck of the spiritual bird in his hand was no longer fragrant.

"Pig Intestine, you have been in the inner sect for so long, but you still haven't found a partner?"

Wang Qiye was surprised. It shouldn’t be so tragic, right?

"My partner is currently learning stick fighting, so he can't take the sword fighting class with me."

"Then why are you going to the martial arts hall? Isn't it left over?"

Wang Qiye was puzzled. Has saving money reached this point? The King of Saving Money was really that terrifying.

"You are ignorant, aren't you? Even if you are good at sparring, you still need to hire a coach twice a month to guide the next step of your training. Only with this combination can you make rapid progress and avoid detours."

Pig Chang gave Wang Qiye a cold look, took a big bite of the spirit bird's neck, and swallowed it with a bowl of wine.

"Oh, is that so? Then you spend most of your time every month completing tasks?"

"Well, I go out 15 days every month to earn spirit stones, and then buy lessons. After I use them up, I go on missions."

Pig Intestine nodded, his facial expression did not change, only numbness remained.

"Then when can you use the second-level magic weapon?"

Wang Qiye felt that people like Zhu Dachang were the current situation of most people in Lingxi Valley. After only three short years of entering the inner sect, this man had already lost his smile.

"Before the third level of foundation building, I dare not take on any missions that are too dangerous. I can only slowly persevere and make it. After the third level of foundation building, I have a solid foundation and my own strength is strong. Only then can I earn the spirit stones to hunt monsters."

Wei Limo took over the topic and began to explain.

"Yes, I have just reached the second level of foundation building. It is still a little dangerous for me to kill monsters now. If I can hold on for another two or three years, I will have a better chance of success. By then, I will have more money on hand, and it will not be difficult to slowly save up a second-level magic weapon."

Zhu Dachang drank another large bowl of wine, and his drunken eyes glowed. It was as if the wonderful life of cultivation was already beckoning to him. "I must eat meat and drink wine in big mouthfuls in the future."

Wang Qiye opened his lips, but there seemed to be something stuck in his throat and he couldn't make a sound.

It is extremely difficult for a cultivator without a foundation to survive in the world of cultivation. Perhaps the way to break through the class lies in the secret realm where life and death are at stake.

The spiritual stones piled up into a sea. If you were defeated, there would be no one to collect the bodies. If you meet someone like me again, you will lose all hope of reincarnation.

"After the foundation-building stage, a cultivator has a lifespan of 200 years. It usually takes six or seven years to reach the third level of foundation-building. In this long river of life, it is just a wave."

Wei Limo noticed that Wang Qiye was not in a good state, so he smiled at him and patiently guided him.

For a moment, Wang Qiye had the idea of ​​a bank loan again, but there was no loan business here, which must have a certain reason. It seems that how to find the balance between bankruptcy and profit is the key.

"Big Brother, I'm fine. I was lost in thought for a moment."

Feeling Wei Limo's concerned gaze, Wang Qiye felt very warm and nodded at him.

"Don't worry, Junior Brother Wang. Junior Brother Ouyang and I have already teamed up to hunt monsters. We will help you when the time comes."

Wan Qing drank a large bowl of wine and smiled, still giving people the same sense of steadiness as when he was at the outer gate of Qingzhu Peak.

"Really, Brother Wan?"

The pig intestine screamed out loud and its face was full of joy.

"Thank you, Brother Wan."

Mu Wanqing also smiled. After all, he was her own eldest senior brother, and it was not in vain that she had called him that over the years.

Wang Qiye stared at Wan Qing blankly. He was still as high-spirited as he was seven years ago, and people looked up to him. But the girl who had accompanied him in looking up was no longer there.

"Wang Qiye, you are a grown man, why are you crying?"

Mu Wanqing still had a smile on her face and rolled her eyes at him.

“It’s so touching, it’s like I’m back in the outer gate again.”

Wang Qiye said perfunctorily and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes with his sleeves.

"Eat vegetables, eat vegetables."

"Junior Brother Wang, the inner sect is also your home, but the number of people in the inner sect is ten times that of the outer sect, so we cannot be as comprehensive as the outer sect. If you have any grievances, you can always leave a message to the eldest brother."

Wei Limo also gave Wang Qiye a warm look, encouraging him spiritually.

"That's right, Wang Qiye, it's been so long, and you haven't taken the initiative to add him as a friend. The banquet is almost over."

Mu Wanqing became sarcastic, and looking at her expression at this moment, it was mostly resentful.

"Look at me, I'm big. I'll add it right away."

Wang Qiye then picked up the identity jade pendants, placed them on their identity jade pendants one by one, and added them as friends one by one.

"Come, let's take this last cup of Tian Xiang Zui, drink it and then leave. We can meet again another day when we have time."

The moon was already at its zenith, a half moon hanging obliquely in the sky, accompanied by the May mountain breeze, bringing a slight coolness.

However, everyone who was drinking was only wearing a thin Taoist robe, and some even rolled up their sleeves, and they didn't feel cold at all.

"Done!"

After taking a sip of the intoxicating natural fragrance, Wang Qiye slowly fell in love with the taste of this flower wine. It was mellow and mellow, with a hint of sweetness at the end. It felt like no nectar was added, and it should have been formed naturally after fermentation.

The spiritual wine turned into a magical energy and was all absorbed by the injured internal organs. A light feeling came over him, and the injuries seemed to be alleviated a little.

"Junior Brother Wang, goodbye."

"Take care, big brother."

"Wang Qiye, I'm leaving too!"

Pig Intestine drank another bowl of wine and had a drink.

"If you want to drink, take the remaining half jar back."

Wang Qiye wanted to laugh. The look in the pig's intestines' eyes when they glanced at the wine jar was as if they saw Liu Qingqing. It was a pity that Liu Qingqing failed to build a foundation and stayed on the mountain.

"Really?"

"Why are you being so polite to me?"

"If I had known I wouldn't have drunk so much, Wang Qiye, that's very nice of you."

Pig Intestine picked up half a jar of wine, opened his mouth wide, and laughed like a fool.

"See you again Wang Qiye."

"Brother Wanqing, Sister Mu, Brother Ouyang, and Brother Zhu, take care."

Wang Qiye stood on one side of the fence, while Wan Qing, Mu Wanqing, Ouyang Changfeng, Zhu Dachang and others were on the other side of the fence.

The cold moonlight poured down, and as they watched them getting farther and farther away, it seemed as if they were in two different worlds.