Be a Salted Fish In the Harem Text

Although the nature is clear, the past life is clearer than the present ten years. Mu Sheng's code of conduct is biased towards a monk. She was moved by the pity of the little iron-eating beast, but when she thought about the days ahead, she would only have a headache. The cub looks small, but it eats a lot, just look at the spoiled Lingmi in the kitchen. If the salty fish continued like this, she might not have waited for a new crop of spiritual rice to be harvested, and she had already become the first monk to starve to death in Kyushu.

In the past, they used to receive tasks from the deacon's hall in exchange for spirit stones, but now if they want to avoid the plot, they have to dodge thoroughly. If it weren't for the place where people eat people everywhere in Kyushu, she would have packed her bags and left long ago.

After being cleaned, the little iron-eating beast was full of energy. It didn't take long for it to slip out of the bedroom and patrol the territory leisurely in the yard. After being ordered by Mu Sheng'er, he didn't go into the kitchen again, but most of the green bamboo clump in the corner of the yard was smashed by it, and the bamboo branches and leaves were scattered all over the ground.

This scene fell into Mu Sheng's eyes, and she sighed deeply again. When cleaning the yard, I have already learned the "dust removal formula" without a teacher. The cleaning is no longer a problem, and the worry is about the future livelihood. Her eyes followed the frolicking and rolling iron-eating beasts, a thought popped up, and her eyes lit up.

When I was in the outer sect, there were a lot of general affairs, some of which were issued by Sifeng, and most of the outer sect disciples fought desperately for them. Mu Sheng was lucky enough to get the alchemy furnace task from Qingxue Peak. One must know that this peak is the Pill Peak, all the pills of the whole sect are provided here, and everyone who can be on the peak has real skills. She watched the fire for a few days and understood some postures. When the time comes, use the remaining spirit stones to buy a pill furnace and ordinary pill books to refine some ordinary pills. It shouldn't be difficult, right?

Mu Sheng is not a person who hesitates in doing things. The more he thinks about it, the more he feels that his idea is good. He immediately carried the iron-eating beast to the downtown not far away, and bought a low-grade low-quality alchemy furnace and three pairs of refining " The spirit grass of "Congealing Blood Pill", and the remaining spirit stones were exchanged for spirit rice. By the time of the return journey, the spirit stones that had been saved with great difficulty had been squandered.

"If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have to go to the town. At least I can eat the new rice in the field and grow out of that bag of Lingmi."

"What do you think you can do for me with your current appearance? Apart from swallowing gold, you can swallow gold."

"Do you think I want to go back to the sect? At that time, I will show you to the door and touch a spirit stone. Maybe the senior sisters will be very happy."

"...By the way, I haven't given you a name yet, so I think it's called 'Tun Jin'. No, it doesn't sound very good, so it's called 'Qian Jianchou'?"

As Mu Sheng walked back, he rubbed the cheek of the little iron beast and muttered.

Although he didn't form a bond with her, this little guy is also well-behaved, he doesn't struggle in her arms, and occasionally makes two "beep" sounds, as if responding to her words.

Now that he is penniless, Mu Sheng is still in a good mood, but this good mood disappeared when he saw the handsome young man standing at the gate of his small courtyard. The plot in the book hasn't happened yet, but after learning about those things, it's hard for Mu Sheng not to have a grudge against Meng Yan.

"Junior Sister, I heard that Xixue and the others said that you will not participate in this sect competition?" Meng Yan frowned when he saw Mu Sheng who came back slowly, and reprimanded him. Seeing Mu Sheng drooping his eyes, he realized that he was too eager, forced to suppress the displeasure deep in his heart, squeezed out a smile and said, "Didn't we agree? Let's enter the inner door together."

Mu Sheng got goose bumps when he heard Meng Yan's pretended gentle tone.

She and Meng Yan were childhood sweethearts, but she thought to herself that she didn't have much romantic thoughts in the past, so why would she desperately enter the inner sect? Enduring the discomfort in her heart, she raised her head and looked at the affectionate Meng Yan, and said seriously: "Senior brother, I only opened twenty qi channels, which belong to the lower rank, and there is no chance of alchemy. After thinking for a long time, I feel that I You should quit doing this."

"What do you mean by giving up to come here to farm?" Meng Yan was taken aback, unable to control his uplifted tone, he ground his molars, stared at Mu Sheng and said, "But you were also a low-grade energy channel before? Didn't you give up? Junior sister, you believe in senior brother, this time senior brother will definitely lead you into the inner sect."

Mu Sheng didn't quite understand Meng Yan's urgency to ask her to join the inner sect. Maybe it was because of his kindness? But according to the book, he got the method to change the useless pulse, so why can't he share the practice with his junior sister? She stared at Meng Yan, pretending to be confused, and asked, "Did senior brother find a way?"

Meng Yan looked at the joy that flashed in her eyes, and his heart felt cold. He subconsciously fiddled with the iron ring in his hand, and replied, "No." If you can awaken thirty spiritual veins in the past, you will definitely achieve success in the future."

Mu Sheng: "..." She didn't really want to hear Meng Yan's words here. Even if she really achieved something, it has nothing to do with her. Touching the little food iron beast in his bosom, Mu Sheng deliberately softened his tone and said, "Brother, you came just in time. I recently got a spirit beast, but I haven't accepted the task of the deacon's hall for too long, and I don't have enough spirit stones. Can you lend me some?"

Meng Yan's complexion changed when he heard the words, and he glared at the little iron beast. He only left a sentence of "I will sign up for you", and turned around and ran away in a hurry. Mu Sheng looked at his back, his eyes darkened a bit. She tightened the little iron-eating beast in her arms, and said to herself, "Look, this is unreliable. I didn't miss the spirit stone before." She didn't think about asking for the spirit stone. Come back, now that you have made a decision, you can only look at the future, the past can be eliminated.

After returning to the house, Mu Sheng did not start alchemy, but frowned and looked at the little iron beast in thought.

Since I plan to keep it, even if I can't sign a spiritual pet contract due to my lack of cultivation, I should give it a name. "Where did you say it earlier? It's called 'Money Seeing Sorrow'? You also worry when you see the wallet? It doesn't sound good, a gold-swallowing beast? Gold gold?" Mu Sheng muttered while tidying up.

The little iron beast is round and round, with a pair of eyeballs rolling. It slumped limply on the table and made two "beeps". There used to be a water glass on the table, but now the water in the glass was manipulated to flow, and a crooked "warm" character was written on the table.

Mu Sheng stared at it in a daze. The cub doesn't look old, but he can control spiritual power at the age of weaning? What kind of cultivation is it now? On par with yourself? Her thoughts turned, her eyes fell on the word "Wen" uncontrollably, and after a long time she said, "It's called 'Wen Wen'? 'A Wen'? It's inappropriate, it sounds like you're taking advantage of me. Why is it so troublesome to choose a name?"

Mu Sheng's words stopped suddenly, and a flash of light came to her mind. She patted her head and said, "By the way, worry! Worry about the future, worry about Lingshi, even worry about your name, so why not call you 'Achou'? ?”

The little iron-eating beast twisted its body, lay flat and looked at the roof, as if it did not contradict the word. The water marks on the table gradually disappeared, and the fluctuations of spiritual power all dissipated, as if nothing had happened. After finalizing the name of the little iron-eating beast, Mu Sheng had no time to think about other things, so he took out the alchemy book "Mixed Alchemy" that he spent half a spirit stone on the market.

The elixir of Kyushu is divided into six ranks of gods, immortals, heaven, earth, xuan, and yellow, while the elixirs themselves are divided into four ranks: upper, middle and lower. The alchemy books that can be found cheaply on the market are either damaged pills, or some common yellow-rank panaceas such as blood coagulation pills. However, it is not enough to have pill recipes for refining pills, and it is necessary for monks to practice pill tricks. Different levels of pill tricks have different control firepower, and the grades of the refined pills will also be different. The better the alchemy, the more powerful the medicinal effect of the alchemy. But these alchemy techniques are all mastered by Dazong disciples, and they are almost impossible to find in the market.

In the outer sect of Tianyan Sect, Mu Sheng only learned the basics of sword art, and had no contact with anything else. She combined the alchemy formula in the "Hundred Alchemy" with the alchemy process of Qingxue Peak in her memory, and planned to take a wild path that suits her. The raw materials of Coagulation Pill are cheap, so it is most suitable for beginners. Combined with the plot in the book, if he was thrown into dangerous situations by Meng Yan countless times and still survived, his luck should not be bad.

After half an hour.

Mu Sheng's forehead was dripping with cold sweat, and when the pill fire transformed from spiritual energy had been burned out, there was a popping sound above the pill furnace. The lid of the alchemy furnace was pushed halfway open by the spiritual energy flow. Before Mu Sheng could see it clearly, a black and white shadow swept over like a whirlwind, and he stretched out his hand to take out all the spiritual pills in the alchemy furnace, like eating sugar The beans are usually poured into the mouth.

Mu Sheng: "???" She frowned and looked at the little iron beast, pretending to be angry, lowered her voice and scolded: "Achou!"

The little iron-eating beast licked its lips, pretending to be innocent, squatting down and looking at Mu Sheng obediently.

Mu Sheng: "..." The little guy has no scars, why is he still taking blood coagulation pill? Could it be that I can't help it? But judging by its actions, the Blood Congealing Pill that I made by myself should be a success, right? Mu Sheng didn't intend to refine the elixir in front of A-Chou, she wiped the sweat from her forehead, walked towards A-Chou with a sullen face, and grabbed the back of his neck as soon as she stretched out her hand. After checking up and down for a while, she was relieved when she found no wound.

After letting go of Achou, she squeezed her wrist calmly, and taught in a low voice: "From now on, I didn't say that you can't eat anything you can eat, you know?"

Achou: "Hmm."

Mu Sheng bent his fingers and flicked it on the forehead, and said with a sneer, "Don't pretend to be ignorant, you can already write. But this spiritual power is useless, I will teach you the Spirit Rain Jue, and you can go to Lingtian in the future Spiritual rain is poured inside, understand?" The consumption of spiritual power requires a recovery process, and with Achou's help, she can devote all her attention to alchemy, and then she will be able to earn Dabi Lingshi faster!