Qiu Zhihe said without hesitation: "Just agree to it."

Qin Gengyun reminded: "Fellow Daoist Qiu, two hundred bags of Qingfeng Powder require at least forty high-grade Qingling Grasses."

Qiu Zhihe sipped the porridge and said calmly, "Starting tomorrow, I will give you ten plants a day. Four days will be enough."

Qin Gengyun was stunned for a moment, and then said: "But even if there are enough Qingling grass, I am not sure I can make 200 bags of Qingfeng powder within ten days."

Qiu Zhihe glanced at him and said: "If you can refine a bag in thirty-five breaths, why worry about not being able to finish it within ten days?"

Qin Gengyun opened his mouth wide and said angrily: "Fellow Daoist Qiu, how can you slander someone's innocence out of thin air?!"

An hour later.

It took three thirty-five breaths.

Qiu Zhihe turned her back and ignored him. Qin Gengyun sighed.

It doesn’t matter. If I can increase from thirty breaths to thirty-five breaths, then from thirty-five breaths to one stick of incense!

Believe in yourself, you can do it!

Qiu Zhihe's breathing was even, and she seemed to have fallen asleep. Phantom words appeared in front of Qin Gengyun's eyes:

【Name: Qin Gengyun】

【Lifespan: 35/40】

[Cultivation: Qi training level 3, 11/500]

[Skills: First-level Alchemist, 44/200]

[Spiritual roots: Fire-type lower-grade spiritual roots (51/100), Ice-type lower-grade spiritual roots (57/100)]

[Available training points: 9]

After three times of dual cultivation, he gained 9 points. The fire element spiritual roots increased by 6 points, and the ice element spiritual roots increased by 7 points.

Qin Gengyun still added all 9 points to the Alchemist realm, and the attribute panel became:

[Skills: First-level Alchemist, 53/200]

I am one step closer to becoming a second-level alchemist. I will go to Danfu Tower tomorrow to take over these two hundred bags of Qingling grass.

It's hard to come by such an opportunity again if you miss it, so you must give it a try.

Also, Meng Yu next door is an unstable factor after all, so we have to think of a way to deal with him.

Before he knew it, Qin Gengyun fell into a deep sleep.

Wei time.

It's late at night and everyone is asleep.

Willow smoke lane.

Three black-robed men, who had just been pulled out of their beds by the heart-wrenching pain, knelt in front of a tall and plump red-haired female cultivator.

"Senior, what do you want?"

The red-haired nun's voice was vague:

"I want to eat spirit mastiff meat recently. Find it for me within three days."

…

The next day.

Qin Gengyun went out and ran into the Taoist couple next door. Chen Fang reminded him in a low voice:

"Fellow Daoist Qin, Fellow Daoist Meng is vindictive and his spirit mastiff is fierce. You and your wife should be careful."

Qin Gengyun nodded: "Thank you for the reminder, I will be at home these days and will not let my wife be harassed again."

After Qin Gengyun walked away, Chen Fang said to Zhang Chengdao with surprise:

"Husband, when did Fellow Daoist Qin become so fearless?"

In the past, if Qin Gengyun encountered such a thing, he would definitely retreat and even go to Meng Yu to seek peace.

But now Qin Gengyun has become so tough that Chen Fang is not used to it.

Zhang Chengdao looked at Qin Gengyun's back and suddenly said:

"Fellow Daoist Qin seems to have reached the third level of Qi training."

Qin Gengyun came to Danfu Building. When Shopkeeper Tong saw him coming in, he smiled and bowed:

"Fellow Daoist Qin is here. What do you think?"

Qin Gengyun said, "Shopkeeper Tong, I've accepted the order and will deliver the goods in ten days."

"Okay!" Shopkeeper Tong invited Qin Gengyun to the inner hall and asked someone to bring the spiritual contract, which was a large talisman paper 9 inches long and 6 inches wide. It wrote that Qin Gengyun and Danfu Tower would deliver 200 bags of high-quality Qingfeng Powder within ten days.

This is a common contract used in transactions between monks.

If one party does not comply, they will suffer backlash and their cultivation will be damaged.

Of course, this kind of contract is only useful for cultivators below the foundation-building stage. There are other ways to restrain high-level cultivators.

Shopkeeper Tong introduced: "Fellow Daoist Qin, Danfu Tower will give you a deposit of 15 spirit stones. If you fail to complete the agreed content on time, you will have to compensate us 20 spirit stones. You take a look at it again. If there is no problem, we will sign and seal it."

Qin Gengyun carefully read the contents of the spiritual contract, nodded, and signed his name.

Shopkeeper Tong immediately ordered someone to bring 15 spirit stones. Qin Gengyun did not delay any longer and took his copy of the spirit contract and left.

He went to Lingdanfang first. It was already past noon and there were still few people in the shop. Qin Gengyun found Fang Chao and told him that he would not come to the shop in the next few days, and asked him to inform him in time if anything happened.

Then he quickly returned to the narrow rain alley, his body gradually tensed up, with the Thunderbolt Pill in his hand.

However, the alley was very quiet, and Meng Yu and the vicious mastiff were not guarding their door, so Qin Gengyun breathed a sigh of relief.

When I returned home, I saw that the bronze furnace had been moved from the kitchen to the outer room.

The rental house was already cramped, with a bronze furnace taking up a small half of the outer room. The bed and the furnace were placed close together, and the table was moved into the kitchen.

"Fellow Daoist Qiu?"

Qin Gengyun called out, but Qiu Zhihe was not at home. He was a little worried. Could it be that Meng Yu had come to harass her?

Just as I was about to go out to look for her, the door opened and Qiu Zhihe walked in from outside.

Today she changed her clothes again. She wore a short jacket with a chrysanthemum pattern and a collar that was an inch above her chest. She wore a black silk coat on the outside, and her hair was tied up in a bun with the white jade lotus hairpin inserted in her hair.

This was the attire of an ordinary married female cultivator, but with Qiu Zhihe's childlike face and pretty figure, it had a dignified yet sexy aura.

No wonder Meng Yu knocked on the door after drinking, it was really because Qiu Zhihe was too tempting.

"Fellow Daoist Qiu, where have you been? Did Meng Yu come to harass you again?"

Qin Gengyun asked Qiu Zhihe with concern.

Qiu Zhihe walked into the house, walked around the bronze furnace, and came to Qin Gengyun:

"I went next door to ask Brother Chen how to make the broth."

"Meat stew?" Qin Gengyun was startled. Qiu Zhihe continued:

"I've moved the alchemy furnace out. I'm going to stew meat in the kitchen these few days. You can make the alchemy outside. Don't disturb me."

"..." Qin Gengyun really wanted to say "Don't disturb me". It seems like this should be something I should say to you, right?

But after thinking about it, he decided to forget it and smiled, "Okay, stewing the meat is important."

Qiu Zhihe glanced at him and took out ten Qingling herbs from her sleeve: "Here."

Qin Gengyun was surprised: "So fast?"

Qiu Zhihe ignored him and went straight into the kitchen, scooped out two taels of pure rice from the rice jar, and prepared to cook porridge.

Qin Gengyun followed in, hesitated for a moment, and said:

"Fellow Daoist Qiu, am I too impulsive? It is really too difficult to refine two hundred bags of Qingfeng Powder within ten days. What's more, I don't even have a spirit fan and medicine servant. Sigh."

Qiu Zhihe glanced back at him while washing rice:

"It's just a first-grade elixir, why do you need a spirit fan medicine attendant?"

"But..." Qin Gengyun opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but Qiu Zhihe said:

"Since you know the urgency, why are you still wasting time here?"

“…”

Qin Gengyun was speechless for a moment, then he bowed his hands:

"Fellow Daoist Qiu is right. I will go make the medicine right now!"

After saying this, he returned to the outer room and sat cross-legged in front of the bronze stove.

Soon, the fire in the alchemy furnace roared and the fire in the kitchen also lit at the same time.

The aroma of the Qingling herbal liquid and the aroma of the spiritual porridge floated in the narrow room, intertwined, and finally merged together.

…