Ah Zhan counted the few things he had to do with his fingers.
First, earn Yuanjing coins. Mo said, although the energy of this sound city is very abundant, it is still not as fast as absorbing Yuanjing directly, so Yuanjing coins need to be earned more. With Yuanjing coins, it is no longer necessary to use fresh animal blood when feeding Mo's body.
Second, collect all the things you want in Yincheng, focusing on various herbal seeds.
Third, find what is calling him.
Leaving aside the second and third, the actual implementation of the first point is not perfect. Zhimu is not a harsh master, and she has a lot of Yuanjing coins in her hand, but it is obviously difficult to develop for a long time every time he looks distressed and unwilling to give Yuanjing coins.
Mo said that the oppressed either die in silence or explode in silence. Because Zhimu's main attack direction is potion research, the force value is not high. Facing high-force fighters who are not controlled by the slave mark, he can only knock down teeth and swallow blood, but patience will only be temporary, and they have to think about it otherwise. The method is open source.
Just when Ah Zhan was worried about how to open source, Mo taught him a way.
Zhimu was about to go out, when she turned her head and saw her disobedient slave coming out with a big package on her back, she rolled her eyes: "Where are you going? I told you, don't try to escape, although I can't control you , but you still have the imprint of my soul on your forehead. Once you escape, I will report you as a fugitive slave. Once you are caught, there will naturally be more powerful people to deal with you, which is a loss for me. Thirty six-level Yuanjing coins."
Zhimu didn't care about what she said, but in fact her heart ached in a mess, and she hated Nafei, the slave trader who hid it from him even more.
Ah Zhan nodded and promised: "I won't run away." Before Mo recovered, he didn't plan to leave Yincheng.
After listening to Ah Zhan's promise, Zhimu's face also looked a little better. Although he had to pay extra Yuanjing coins every time he used this tree-man hybrid, this person is really easy to use. The most important thing is that the medicinal herbs produced by this hybrid There is no loss in the properties of the medicine, and if he really escaped, he was the one who fetched water from a bamboo basket.
"Today, the high priest came to teach a new potion, and I won't be back until noon. You should stay in the plantation if you have nothing to do. It's best not to wander around, especially above the fifth floor. Forget it, tell you so much I won’t listen, don’t blame me if you die!”
"go together."
"What do I want you to do with me?"
Ah Zhan grabbed the door, expressing his determination to accompany him.
Zhimu breathed out from her nostrils, "Follow you, follow if you want, but don't cause trouble for me, be honest and wait for me to come out, you understand?"
"Hmm." Ah Zhan opened the wooden door and stepped out of the door with one foot.
Zhimu stopped in her tracks, turned her head, and scolded him: "Put back that inseparable package on your body!"
Ah Zhan's answer was just one word: "No."
Zhimu inhaled and inhaled again, "Aren't you sad to carry a piece of charred corpse every day?"
Yes, Zhimu has seen his treant slave feed the scorched corpse several times with his own eyes, and he almost vomited it the first time he saw it. Fortunately, after being protested by him, the tree man stopped doing this in front of him—he didn't know that he would stop feeding blood if he had enough Yuanjing coins, but directly stuffed Yuanjing coins into the package for the charred corpse to absorb.
Ah Zhan's answer was still only one word: "No."
Zhimu screamed "Ah", turned around and walked forward, leaving him alone.
Ah Zhan closed the door and followed Shi Shiran, he was not afraid of being lost and going the wrong way.
It has been the fourth day since he came to this temple. The first three days are enough for him to walk the fourth floor over and over again. He has basically figured out where he can go and where he cannot go on the fourth floor. .
The place where Zhimu is going now is called Qishou hall.
There is one enlightenment hall on each floor of the temple, which is a semi-open public space. Enlightenment Enlightenment, as the name suggests, is not only the place where the temple teaches the priests or servants of this level, but also the communication center for priests or servants of this level.
Since it was a communication center, naturally, a small internal trading market was formed on the side of the Enlightenment Hall facing the street, where priests, their guardian warriors or slaves could go.
The goal of Ah Zhan's trip is there.
There are many rooms in the Enlightenment Hall, some are similar to laboratories, some are testing rooms, and some are rooms for imparting knowledge from above.
The Enlightenment Hall has always been the place with the most people on each floor. When someone comes to give a lecture, more people gather in the Enlightenment Hall. If the priest who is teaching is more famous, sometimes priests or god attendants on other floors will also try their best. Come to class.
The one who came today is a well-known pharmacy master in the temple, already a senior priest, the witch name Yaoguo.
"Mother Zhi, I heard that you bought a slave with thirty six-level Yuanjing coins? What kind of slave is that, you are willing to pay such a high price? Could it be the one behind you? Which race's slave is that? Wooden warriors? Treants?"
As soon as Zhimu walked to the entrance of the Enlightenment Hall, three priests, all younger than him, walked up to him. Some of these priests also brought slaves, but those slaves were very slave-like, helping to carry things and bags. All of them are very honest.
The priest who talked to Zhimu was the youngest one. He looked like he was in his mid-twenties. He didn't bring any slaves with him, but there was a guardian warrior standing beside him.
The young priest's voice attracted many people to look at them, and some even made comments. Thirty sixth-level Yuanjing coins are a lot of money for any low-level priest. Naturally, Ah Zhan also attracted the attention of most people.
Usually, when Ah Zhan wandered around the fourth floor, not many people paid much attention to him, because many human beings here are also somewhat peculiar. People with alienated limbs or body parts are considered normal, but the priest who just passed them is With a lizard slave.
"Caifei, your news is as good as ever. But if you are willing to spend all the time inquiring about other people's private affairs on cultivation, your soul power will not be only level five by now." dark air.
Although he didn't specifically ask to keep his mouth shut, the slave trader didn't dare to reveal the details of their transaction. The person in front of him would know that most likely the slave trader specifically mentioned this transaction in order to raise the price for other slaves.
He could imagine what the other party said to the other priests, such as "The price you offered is too low, I only sold a slave last time, and I sold thirty sixth-level Yuanjing coins before I could speak. Look at my slave again, how good he is..."
And recently bought a slave, the slave is still unwilling to speak outside, and the appearance is different from ordinary humans, who else but him
Caifei's face turned cold, but he laughed again, "Although my soul power is a bit weak, my vocal range has already reached the top seventh level, and will soon break through eighth level. If you meet the requirements, you can be promoted to a mid-level priest. What about you? You are born with weak blood, and your vocal range can’t even reach level 7. Even the temple priests in the middle city are not as good. Priest, you may not be able to be a low-level god servant."
Zhimu sneered, "Then at least I still have talent in potions. Maybe I will have the opportunity to use potions to improve my soul power in the future to become a high priest, but can you guarantee that you can become a high priest? You must know the cost of becoming a high priest. The prerequisites, in addition to achievements in certain areas, those who only rely on bloodline ability to upgrade must reach level nine, but to reach level nine, the power of the soul must also be strong, do you think you can reach the eighth level of soul power?"
Caifei wanted to say that he could, but he opened his mouth and closed it. However, the point of his stopping Zhimu today was not to argue who could become the high priest first, but his purpose was elsewhere: "You Say you can use potions to increase your soul power? Ha! Although it is feasible to use potions to increase your soul power, the consequences are also very serious. You have been competing with that soul power potion every year for the past few years, so it won’t be the same this year, right?”
"Is it none of your business?"
"I got an intermediate formula from Wucheng, which is also about improving the power of the soul, but I'm not very interested in making potions."
Zhimu was silent for a while, and asked, "What do you want in exchange?"
Caifei took a step forward, approached Zhimu, and whispered: "I want this slave you just bought."
Zhimu quickly overturned the previous conjecture. The slave trader really told others the details of their transaction, and it was very likely that he also told the reason why the slave was worth thirty sixth-level Yuanjing coins.
In fact, Zhimu really wants to sell the tree man, but not now, at least after the competition, he originally only wanted to cultivate some herbs that were missing in the competition, but after finding that the tree man's ability is so easy to use, he changed his mind It turned into wanting to cultivate more herbs and making various attempts. He has not obtained an intermediate formula so far, and it has a lot to do with his research on herbs.
"You should keep that intermediate formula for yourself." Zhimu walked around Caifei and walked into the Enlightenment Hall.
Caifei looked gloomy and stopped him again, "Are you sure you don't want to change?"
"No change!"
"I hope you don't regret it." Caifei and Zhimu passed by, and brought the guardian warriors into the Enlightenment Hall.
From the beginning to the end, Caifei didn't pay much attention to the tree boy Azhan.
For a slave with the slave mark on his body, the opinions of the slaves are not important, as long as their masters agree, they can be bought and sold at any time.
But Ah Zhan is different from ordinary controlled slaves. He not only has his own thoughts like other slaves, but also has the freedom of movement that other slaves do not have.
Therefore, Caifei who entered the Enlightenment Hall did not see that Ah Zhan did not follow his master, but took the initiative to stay outside the hall, and did not see his subsequent actions.
Because of the thirty sixth-level Yuanjing coins, Ah Zhan was bathed in the suspicion and scrutiny of others for a long time.
Ah Zhan is also looking around, he is looking to see which person is richer in Yuanjing coins.
"Nine o'clock ahead, the low-level priest with long hair that is about to knot, go find him." Mo had already found a suitable target first.
Ah Zhan didn't ask which direction 9 o'clock was, he seemed to know instinctively what Mo was talking about.
The priest with long knotted hair was holding a withered yellow root that looked like chicken feet and asked another priest, "Do you still have such herbs?"
Another short, low-level priest shook his head, "No, I gave you all the three dried plants I got from the southern merchants last time, and I didn't keep any of them myself. Is this thing useful?"
The long-haired, knotted priest nodded honestly, "It's useful, it's very useful. I found that the rhizome of chicken feet has the effect of purging fire and detoxifying, and it can also relieve toothache. It's just too bitter, even a little bitter."
"It's Coptis chinensis, can it not be bitter?" Mo sneered, and urged the tree man, "Hurry up, you must get that Coptis chinensis, it is a good product for clearing away heat and detoxification, and can cure many diseases."
Ah Zhan walked to the side of the two priests.
The two priests raised their heads together, and the tall tree man felt very oppressive to them.
Pointing to Coptis chinensis in the hands of the priest with knotted hair, Ah Zhan said, "Coptis chinensis."
When the knot-tying priest heard it, he immediately said happily, "Do you know this herb? It's called Yellow Face?"
The stubby priest said: "The southern traveler who sold it to me last time said that it is called chicken feet grass in their place."
A Zhan did not correct the voice of the priest with knotted hair, but only asked, "Do you want?"
"Yes! Of course! I want as much as you have!" The knot-tying priest was overjoyed.
Looking at these priests silently, a vague idea came up. If Jiuyuan wants to establish diplomacy with other cities and tribes, red salt and paper alone will not work, let alone bone tools, but what about herbs? If in the future he runs a pharmacy and grocery store in all the cities and large tribes...
Ah Zhan is very happy, he found a rich and powerful man, very good! "Huanglian, one piece, ten third-level Yuanjing coins."
"... It's too expensive. Last time I exchanged it with Humpty, one was only two first-grade Yuanjing coins."
The chunky priest jumped up, "Don't call me chunky, you unwashed filth!"
The priest who didn't wash his hair sincerely discussed with the tree man, "I want as many as you have, one or two first-grade yuan crystal coins. But the quality and medicinal properties must be similar to the one in my hand."
Mo secretly commanded: "Promise him. Tell him that you have to bring back the medicinal materials in his hand for others to see. If there are any, bring him the finished product tomorrow. If he doesn't agree, you will leave him a two-level yuan." Crystal coins."
Ah Zhan originally wanted to show off his ability on the spot, but since Mo said that he would take it back and do it later, he should take it back.
"Someone has it, but I don't know if it's this one. Bring it back to me and bring it to you tomorrow."
The priest who doesn't wash his hair hesitates, he only has this herb in his hand now, if this person is a liar...
A Zhan took out a second-level Yuanjing coin and gave it to the priest who didn't wash his hair, and pointed to the slave mark on his forehead, "I can't run away, I will come back."
The priest who didn't wash his hair understood what he meant, and thought that he would not suffer any loss, and he recognized Priest Zhimu. He also heard Caifei provoke Zhimu just now, and knew that this person was Zhimu's slave.
"Do you need any other herbs?" Ah Zhan saw that the first battle went well, and continued to solicit business after taking over Coptis chinensis.
The priest who didn't wash his hair chuckled, "Of course I need other herbs, but get me Coptidis first."
Ah Zhan looked at the short and pier priest again, "What about you?"
"What herbs do you have?" asked the dumpy priest.
"what would you like?"
"I want twenty Kochia fruits." The short and fat priest had long been greedy for the herbs in Zhimu's plantation, so he casually reported the one he needed.
This one, he has collected quite a few. Ah Zhan nodded, "I'll bring it to you tomorrow. A fruit, a first-grade Yuanjing coin."
"It's so expensive! Ten pieces a piece." The short and fat priest tried to bargain.
Ah Zhan turned around and left, we are the same price!
"Hey, that big guy, can you have five ones? Oh, you can bring them here tomorrow!"
The tree man left, and the priest who didn't wash his hair and the short and fat priest looked at each other, secretly guessing whether Zhimu spent too much Yuanjing coins in buying slaves this time, and wanted to sell a batch of herbal medicines he had saved, but He himself was embarrassed to come forward, so he had to let the slave come.
By the way, why is this slave worth thirty sixth-level Yuanjing coins
"Look at his right arm and upper right body, do you think he is from the Longevity Wood family?" the priest who didn't wash his hair said suddenly.
The chunky priest was startled, "The slaves of the Longevity Wood clan only need thirty sixth-level Yuanjing coins? How is that possible?"
"Maybe it's a mixed blood? Or a god-blood warrior with the ability to control wood?" the priest who didn't wash his hair was uncertain.
"If this is the case, the thirty sixth-level Yuanjing coins are worth it. But the medicinal herbs produced by the non-longevity wood clan have poor medicinal properties. Is it necessary for Zhimu to buy such a slave?"
The two priests couldn't figure it out, but after they received fresh Coptis rhizomes and Kochia chinensis fruits with no difference in their medicinal properties the next day, they were almost sure: either Zhimu had the goods, or it was a tree-man hybrid. The slaves are really descendants of the Longevity Wood Clan.
The former is not uncommon, but the latter is very enviable and jealous.
The tree boy Azhan still didn't have much awareness of his current identity, and he didn't know that there was a very special difference between his ability and ordinary wood control fighters. Even Mo couldn't remind him in advance because he didn't understand some common sense, so Zhimu After knowing what the tree man did, his expression changed on the spot.
The next day, watching the tree boy take out the herbs in front of him to exchange Yuanjing coins with others, Zhimu endured until the end of the transaction, even skipping class, and directly ordered the tree boy to go back with her.
As soon as the wooden door was closed, Zhimu went to the dining table and slapped it hard, scolding: "Do you know what stupid things you did?"
A Zhan folded his arms, "Say."
"Promoting plants is nothing, as long as a real wood-controlling warrior can do it. But there is one thing that not all wood-controlling warriors can do. As early as a long time ago, the first generation high priest of Wood City discovered that the wood-controlling warrior gave birth to plants. There is one biggest and most special difference between the plants produced and those produced by the Longevity Wood Clan, and that is whether they have soul power or not."
"Soul power?" Mo and Azhan asked in unison.
"Yes, soul power. Just like humans and intelligent creatures have souls, so do plants. But most of the plants spawned by wood-controlling fighters have no souls. Maybe ordinary people can't feel the difference between the two, but witches and high-level fighters You can basically feel it. This kind of plant soul power, you can also understand it as a special energy, which does not mean that they have wisdom. For example, if there is no soul power, its medicinal properties will be difficult to be fully stimulated, or even give birth to The herbs that come out have poor medicinal properties. If it is a fruit, you will feel that the taste is always worse when you eat it."
Mo asked in Ah Zhan's mind: "What if the wood control fighters ripen the plants in places with very fertile soil?"
Ah Zhan asked the question instead of him.
"Similarly, it has little to do with the fertile soil, and the wood control fighters will consume much more energy to ripen the plants than the longevity wood people. Do you know why I am willing to buy you with thirty sixth-level yuan crystal coins? Because when you ripened that plant, I could tell at a glance that the plant had soul power, and I knew at that time that I was lucky enough to meet a mixed blood with strong longevity wood blood. But the slave trader actually put I told other priests about you! What's even more hateful is that you used your ability to help other people ripen herbs behind my back.
Do you know that if those high priests know about your existence, I can't protect you at all? Don't think that I can't control you, and others can't control you. My soul power is only level six, but the high priests are all at least level eight, not to mention their blood power is all level nine! Just toss around, wait until those senior priests and even the high priests are alarmed, I have lost a useful helper, but you don't even think about escaping from Sound City in the future! "
Anzhimu roared angrily, and only after she had finished yelling did she come to her senses. Why did the slave tell him to say it? Who is the master of whom
Ah Zhan walked to Zhimu's side and patted him on the shoulder casually, "So I have an idea, do you want to hear it?"
Mo himself didn't want them to show off too much before he recovered, otherwise he wouldn't let Zhi's mother see him making deals with others.
Zhimu took two steps away, vigorously brushed the place that was photographed by the tree boy, and said angrily, "What do you think?"
Ah Zhan said what Mo had told him: "You come forward, I will do things, and I will share your profits."
Zhimu was angry at first, and then moved.
For priests and god attendants, medicinal herbs are always in short supply, not to mention other rare medicinal herbs that come from afar, even if they grow near Yincheng, people have to go to find them, there are more to pick , that kind of herb will grow less and less, even if you cultivate it yourself, how much can you cultivate
If he comes forward, he doesn't need everyone to supply, just find a few rich Yuanjing coins, maybe he can earn back the thirty sixth-level coins in a short time. If you try to use this to make friends with a few higher-ranking priests, or even high priests, then the benefits will not only be comparable to a few Yuanjing coins.
Zhimu was bewildered by the bright prospect proposed by A Zhan, and the more she thought about it, the more feasible it became. And with him coming forward, he can also control the tree boy not to have too much contact with others, so that before the tree boy's ability is exposed, he can also keep the tree boy for a while.
"I want half."
Ah Zhan's long and narrow eyes immediately turned cold, and if he gave up half that much, wouldn't Mo's recovery be delayed by half
Mo sneered, "Promise him. He eats more now, and I will find a way to make him spit it out in the future!"