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At noon, a dazzling fireball hung in the distant sky. The scorching sunlight burned this land that was lacking rain. However, there was a place where people could enjoy the cool weather.

This was the pill shop in Spirit County City. The pill shop ran through several streets, and the pill shop's scenery was unique to the entire Mo Xi region.

Green hills, green water, bamboo houses, corners of the eaves, single bridge, water holes, boats, water edge, gravel streets, the sound of shouting shook the heavens.

The pill shop in Spirit County was like a city within a city. In this bustling yet copper-smelling Spirit County, the pill shop was like a fresh and refined beauty that had just come out of a bath.

At this time, at the end of an artificial stone bridge, an old man whose face was covered in wrinkles and had a hideous scar on his face from the corner of his mouth to his ear, and who had a small mustache growing on his lower jaw, shouted with a hoarse voice, "Profound Ascension Pill, Poison Avoiding Pill, Heart Protecting Pill … As long as you want it, as long as I have it, and as long as you pay me, I'll give you the medicinal pills! "

The shouts immediately attracted a group of men, women, and children who came to watch. Suddenly, this scar-faced old man's stall was packed with several layers of people.

"It's really not easy to sell pills in the pill shop!" A young man with the appearance of a scholar exclaimed.

Then she picked up a small jade bottle in front of the scarred old man. First, she opened the bottle with the word "Three Pills" written on it and smelled it, then her eyes lit up. Her hands trembled as she covered the bottle, and asked with a look of disbelief: "This … This was truly a grade one pill, three pills.

The scar-faced old man shook his head, muttering, "When it's true, it's false. True or false, fake or fake. You already know the answer in your heart. Why do you have to ask me again? "

"Although the Triple Yuan Pill is a Tier 1 pill, its formula has long been lost. I never thought that I would be able to see a finished pill today. " The scholarly youth sighed heavily as he held the small jade bottle.

The scarred old man was currently wearing messy linen clothes and straw sandals. No matter how he looked at it, he didn't seem like an alchemist who knew how to refine pills. His disheveled hair occasionally revealed the fierce scar on his face.

"Hey, hey, hey!" "You scholar, I've asked and lamented about it. Are you going to buy or not!" The scarred old man impatiently said.

"Buy, buy, buy." Please wait for me to get the money. " Subsequently, the scholarly young man casually took out a small handful of gold coins and stuffed it into the hands of the old man. He then hurriedly left with the pill, as if he was afraid that others would think of him.

When the onlookers saw this scholarly youth act as if he had obtained a treasure, they also took out their pockets. Not long later, the few bottles and jars on the ground were all swept clean.

This scarred old man was Qin Rufeng, who had disguised himself as someone who came to Spirit County afterwards. At this moment, he could be said to be broke.

Fortunately, after a simple calculation, he found that he still had some money left in exchange for Nan Zian's debt.

This time, the competition between the new disciples had been completed. After Qin Rufeng came out of the treasury in the ancient Xuan Wasteland, he had to return home and completely solve the clan's crisis.

As Qin Rufeng thought to himself, he quickly made his way to the Southern Courtyard Restaurant. He was just about to put down his money bag and leave, but he was attracted by the aroma of the wine wafting out from the Southern Courtyard Restaurant.

"That's right!" I've been with Nan Zian for more than a month, and I can't believe I didn't taste the good wine from her restaurant. It's such a pity! " Qin Rufeng sighed as he stood at the door.

"Since you have come today, you should go in and drink a little. Otherwise, who knows how long it would take for me to come back to this Spirit County." After a moment of silence, Qin Rufeng walked in.

After entering the restaurant, it was still as quiet as before. Strands of wine fragrance were floating in the air, directly boring into one's heart. Even if one wasn't a drinker, they would still be attracted by this fragrance. They couldn't help but sit down and quietly drink a few mouthfuls.

As soon as Qin Rufeng entered the restaurant, a waiter came to welcome him. However, the contempt in his eyes made Qin Rufeng at a loss of whether to laugh or cry. He couldn't be blamed for looking down on him.

Before the boy could say anything, Qin Rufeng slammed a gold coin on the table and continued to shout in a hoarse voice: "Give me a bowl of Hundred Years South Wine from your store."

The pageboy, who originally looked down on Qin Rufeng a little, immediately changed into a fawning expression as he hurriedly said: "Alright! This lord, please wait a moment. We will bring you the Hundred Year Old Southern Wine. "

As he said this, he continued to scan the gold coins on the table with his eyes. It was obvious that a bowl of Hundred Year Southern Wine didn't require that much money. As long as he served this person well, the remaining gold coins would be given to him.

Thinking up to this point, the servant couldn't hold back his silly smile as he stood in front of Qin Rufeng. Qin Rufeng couldn't help but feel helpless.

Not long later, the attendant placed the wine in front of Qin Rufeng, smiled, and said, "Master, please try if you're satisfied with this wine. If you're satisfied, then I …"

He glanced at the gold coins on the table.

Qin Rufeng looked at the attendant and smiled, but he did not express a clear attitude. However, the servant was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan. He looked at the gold coins on the table, his eyes gleaming with greed.

Seeing that Qin Rufeng had no reaction, he actually stretched out his hand to grab the gold coin on the table. Just as the attendant touched the gold coin on the table and saw that a large amount of gold coins was about to be put into his pocket, he could not help but imagine the scene where his value instantly skyrocketed.

However, the gold coin that was within reach of his hand was now as heavy as a thousand kilograms. He could not lift it no matter what, and even his own hands were pinned to the table without being able to move at all.

The attendant woke up from his beautiful dream in an instant and looked at Qin Rufeng, who was faintly smiling at him, with a horrified expression. The scar-faced old man in front of him was firmly pressing both of his hands on the table.

Although the servant looked to be in a state of panic, there was a deep sense of calmness hidden in the depths of his eyes. Would he be able to escape Qin Rufeng's eyes?

The answer, of course, was no.

Qin Rufeng looked at the flustered looking attendant as his profound energy entered his throat. He slightly opened his mouth towards the attendant, forced his voice into a line, and lightly said: "You are already a thousand year old fox, why are you pretending in front of me? The second before you announce the news, I can turn you into a corpse. If you do not believe me, you can give it a try. "