A-Zhan cracked his hands and figured out what he was going to do.

  First, make yuan-crystal coins. Mo said that although the Yincheng-Sound City has plenty of energy, it is still not as fast as the direct absorption of crystals, so need to earn more yuan-crystal coins. With yuan-crystal coins, fresh animal blood is no longer used when feeding Mo's body.

  Second, collect all the things Yincheng-Sound City which Mo wants, focusing on the seeds of various herbs.

  Third, find what called him here.

  Let alone the second and third, the first point is not perfect in practice. Zhi Mu is not a harsh master and has many yuan-crystal coins on his hands, but it is obviously difficult to develop for a long time because of the painful and unwilling look he gives to yuan-crystal coins every time.

  Mo said that the oppressed people either died in silence or broke out in silence. Zhi Mu's main research direction is drug refining process research, and his value on strength is not high. Faced with high-armed warrior who is not controlled by slave marks, he can only shoot down teeth and swallow the blood, but patience will only be temporary. They must find other ways to get more crystals.

  Just as A-Zhan was worried about how to get more crystals without Zhi-Mu, Mo taught him a way.

  Zhi Mu was about to go out. He looked back and saw his disobedient slave coming out with a big package. He turned and rolled his eyes. "Where are you going?I told you, you wouldn't want to run away. Although I can't control you, you still have my soul mark on your forehead. Once you run away, I will report you as a fugitive slave. Once you are caught, there will be more powerful people to deal with you. For me, it's only 30 6th rank yuan-crystal coins loss.”

  Zhi Mu did not care, but he was really distressed and even hated the Nuo Fei that he had hidden this from him.

  A-Zhan nodded and promised, "I won't run away." Before Mo recovered, he had no intention of leaving Yincheng-Sound City.

  Zhi Mu listened to the A-Zhan guarantee, and his face looked a little better. Although he had to pay yuan-crystal coins for every time he mixed up the tree half, he was really good at using him. The most important thing was that there was no loss in the properties of the herb produced by this hybrid.

  "There's an advanced level priestto teach new medicines today, and I won't be back until noon. You stay in the plantation. You'd better not walk around, especially above the fifth floor. Forget it. You won't listen to me if I tell you so much. Don't blame me if you die!"

  "Come along."

  "What do I want you to do with me?”

  A-Zhan grabbed the door and showed his determination to go with him.

  Zhi-Mu sniffed through his nostrils. "Follow me, follow me, but don't get me into trouble. Be direct and stay outside until I come out, you understand?”

  "Um." A-Zhan opened the wooden door and stepped out.

  Zhi Mu stopped, turned his head and shouted at him, "Put back the package that you have on your body!"

  A-Zhan's answer was one word: "No."

  Zhi Mu inhaled and inhaled. "Aren't you sad to carry a burnt corpse every day?”

  Yes, Zhi Mu has seen his tree slaves feed blood to the charred corpse several times and almost vomited out when he first saw it. Fortunately, after his protest, the Tree-man did not do this in front of him - he did not know that since he had enough yuan-crystal coins he stopped feeding blood, but simply put yuan-crystal coins in a package for the charred body to absorb.

  A-Zhan's answer is still one word: "No."

  Zhi Mu gave a loud "ah" cry and turned around and went on, regardless of him.

  A-Zhan closed the door and kept up with him. He is not afraid to lose his way.

  He had come to this temple for fourth days, and in the first three days it was enough for him to walk the fourth layers over and over again, and the fourth floor where he could go, where he could not go, he was basically clear.

  The place where Zhi Mu is going now is called the Enlightenment Hall.

  This hall has a semi-open public space on each floor of the temple. Enlightenment, as its name implies, is not only the place where the temple teaches the priests or the servants on this level, but also the communication center of the priests or the servants on this level.

  Since it is an exchange center, naturally, a small internal trading market is formed along the street of the Enlightenment Hall, which can be accessed by either the priests or their guardians or slaves.

  A-Zhan's goal is there.

  There are many rooms in the teaching hall. Some are similar to laboratories, some are test rooms, and some are rooms in which knowledge can be imparted.

  The lecture hall has always been the place with the largest number of people on each floor. When people come to the lecture hall, more people will come to the lecture hall. If the professor's The Priest is more famous, sometimes the Priest or the servant in other layers will try their best to attend the lecture.

  Today, they came to a famous drug refining priest in the temple. He is an advanced level priest.

  "Zhi Mu, I heard you bought a slave with thirty 6th rank yuan-crystal coins? What slave is that? How much do you want to pay for a slave like that? It's not the one behind you, is it? What race is that slave? Wood control warrior? The Tree people?”

  As soon as Zhi Mu came to the door of the Enlightenment Hall, he met three younger priests, some of whom had slaves with them, but the slaves were very slavelike. They were all honest enough to carry bags and thingss.

  The priest, who spoke to Zhi Mu, was the youngest. He looked like a man in his mid-twenties. He had no slaves, but there was a guardian standing beside him.

  The voice of the young priest attracted many people to look at them, and more people make comments. Thirty 6th rank yuan-crystal coins are a lot of money for any junior priest. Naturally, A-Zhan has also attracted the attention of most people.

  Normally, when A-Zhan strolls around the fourth floor, not many people look at him much, because many of the human beings here are somewhat special. People with alienated limbs or weird body parts are common. The priest who just passed by with them was with a lizard warrior slave.

  “Cai-Fei, your message is as good as ever. But even if you would spend all your time on practicing shouldn’t your soul would be 5th rank until now.” Zhi Mu is sarcastic in his mouth and gloomy in his heart.

  Although he did not ask for a seal of the exchange, the slave dealer did not dare to give details of their transaction. The man in front of him will know that 80% of the slave dealers mentioned the deal in order to raise the price of other slaves.

  He could imagine what he said to the other priest in the direction. For example, "you opened the price too low. I sold a slave last time, and I could not speak, and sold one for thirty 6th rank yuan-crystal coins.”

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  And recently bought slaves, slaves are not willing to speak outside, and look different from ordinary human beings. Who else is there besides him?

  Cai-Fei looked cold, but then laughed again. "Although my soul's strength is weak, my vocal range has reached the top of 7th rank and will soon break through 8th rank, so long as I meet the requirements for the use of sound, I will be able to rise smoothly to an intermediate level priest. And you? Your natural blood is weak, the range of voice cannot reach 7th rank, even the temple of the middle city priest is inferior, even if you have some talent in medicine, not to mention the low-level priest, and you would not necessarily become a low-level servant.”

  Zhi Mu sneered. “At least I have talent in medicine. Maybe I will have the chance to become advanced level priest by medicine in the future, but can you guarantee that you can become advanced level priest? A prerequisite for advanced level priest, besides some achievements, the ability to upgrade only by blood must reach 9th rank. To reach 9th rank, the power of soul must be equally strong. Do you think you can reach 8th rank of soul in this lifetime?”

  Cai-Fei wanted to say that he could, but his mouth opened and he closed. However, the point he stopped Zhi Mu today was not to argue who could be the advanced level priest first. His purpose was somewhere else: "You say you can improve your soul by medicine? Ha! Drugs to enhance the soul of the power is feasible, but the consequences are also serious. You have been trying for years to improve the soul of the drug, this year will not be the same, right?”

  "Is it any of your business?”

  "I got an intermediate level recipe from Wucheng. It's also a potion for the soul strength, but I'm not very interested in making drugs."

  Zhi Mu was quiet for a while and asked, "what do you want to exchange?”

  Cai-Fei stepped forward, approached Zhi Mu, and whispered, "I want the slave you just bought."

  Zhi Mu quickly overturned the previous conjecture, and the slave dealer did talk to others about the details of their deal, and most likely said why the slave was worth more than thirty 6th rank yuan-crystal coins.

  In fact, Zhi Mu really wanted to sell the Tree-man, but now, at least after the competition, he only wanted to cultivate some herbs that were lacking in the competition. After finding that the ability of the Tree-man was so good, his idea changed to trying to cultivate more herbs. So far, he has not got an intermediate level formula to study herbs with him. It also matters a lot to have the best herbs.

  "Keep that intermediate level recipe for yourself." Zhi Mu raises his leg around Cai-Fei and entered the teaching hall.

  Cai-Fei, with a dark face, stopped him again. “You really don't exchange?'

  "No exchange!"

  "I hope you don't regret it." Cai-Fei and Zhi Mu passed by mistake and took their guardians into the Enlightenment Hall.

  From beginning to end, Cai-Fei did not look at the Tree-man A-Zhan.

  For a slave with a slave's mark, the slave's own opinions are not important. As long as their master agrees, they can be bought and sold at any time.

  But A-Zhan was not the slave under control. He not only had his own thoughts unlike other slaves, but also had freedom of movement that other slaves did not have.

  So Cai-Fei, who entered the teaching hall, did not see A-Zhan not follow his master, but stayed outside the hall on his own initiative, not to mention his subsequent actions.

  Because of the thirty 6th rank yuan-crystal coins, A-Zhan was bathed in the suspicion and the quantity of other people's eyes stared at him for a long time.

  A-Zhan is also looking around to see who is more affluent like yuan-crystal coins.

  "Nine o'clock ahead, the low-level priest with long hair and fast knots, go and find him." Mo has found the right target first.

  A-Zhan did not ask which direction the nine point was, and he instinctively knew what Mo was talking about.

  The priest, with long hair and knots, was grabbing a withered yellow rootstock like a chicken's paw and asking another priest, "Do you still have such herbs?”

  Another stout short priest shook his head. "No, the last three dry goods I got from southern merchants were all given to you. I didn't keep them myself. Is this useful?”

  The priest nodded honestly, "Useful, useful. I found that this kind of chicken claw root has the function of purging fire and detoxifying, and can also relieve toothache, but it is too bitter, a little bitter.”

  "That's canker root, why won’t it be bitter?” Mo sneered and urged the Tree-man. "Quickly, we must get that canker root. It's a good product for clearing away heat and detoxification, and it can cure many diseases."

  A-Zhan walked up to the two priest.

  The two priest looked up together, and the tall the Tree-man felt very dangerous to them.

  Pointing to the canker root on the priest's hand with long hair, A-Zhan opened his mouth: "Canker root."

  The priest with knotted hair and immediately say, "Do you know this herb? It's called a yellow face.”

  The stumpy priest, said, "The Southern traveler who sold me last time said he called them chicken feet and grass."

  A-Zhan didn't correct the pronunciation of the priest with long hair and tied it. He just asked, "Do you want herb like this.”

  "Yes! Of course! I want as many as you have!” the priest looked happy.

  Mo looked at the priest and came up with a vague idea. The Jiu Yuan would have to establish diplomatic relations with other cities and tribes. It is definitely not possible to rely on red salt and paper. Bone objects cannot be sold, but what about herbs? If he would open a pharmacy and a grocery store in all the cities and large tribes in the future……

  A-Zhan is very happy and the stocky priest found a way to become a rich man. Very good! "canker root, one root, ten 3rd rank yuan-crystal coins."

  "…… It's too expensive. Last time I traded with stocky here, there were only costing two 1st rank yuan-crystal coins in one.

  The Priest jumped up and said, "Don't call me short and fat, you dirty knotted hair moron!"

  The Unkempt Priest sincerely consulted the Tree-man, "One and two 1st rank yuan-crystal coins, how much do you have and how good are they? But the quality and medicinal properties must be the same as the one I have on hand."

  Mo commanded in secret: "Promise him. Tell him that you would take back the medicinal materials in his hands and show them to others. If so, bring him the finished products tomorrow. If he doesn't agree, you'll give him a 2nd rank yuan-crystal coins."

  A-Zhan wanted to show off his ability on the spot, but since Mo said he wanted to take it back and get it back, he will take it back.

  "Somebody has it in their store, but I don't know if it's this same one. I will bring it back with me and bring it to you tomorrow."

  The Unkempt Priest hesitates that he has only one of these herbs in his hand now, if this man is a liar……

  A-Zhan pulled out a 2nd rank yuan-crystal coins and stuffed it to The Unkempt Priest, pointing to the slave mark on his forehead.

  The Unkempt Priest understood what he meant and thought he would never lose anything, and he recognized Priest Zhi-Mu, who had just heard Cai-Fei provoke Zhi Mu, knowing that he was a slave of Zhi Mu.

  "Do you need any other herbs?” A-Zhan watched the first battle go smoothly and continued to solicit business after taking over canker root.

  The Unkempt Priest laughed and said, "Of course I need other herbs, but first you get me canker root."

  A-Zhan looked back at the Priest, the stump. "What about you?”

  "What herbs do you have?” Asked short weighted priest.

  "What do you want?”

  "I want twenty fruits of the broom sprout." The stumpy Priest had long been greedy with the herbs in Zhi Mu's plantation, and gave a random account of what he needed.

  Yes, he has collected a lot. A-Zhan nodded. "I will bring it to you tomorrow. One fruit, one 1st rank yuan-crystal coins."

  "How expensive! Ten, one." The stumpy priest tried to bargain.

  A-Zhan turned around and goes. “We are the best price!”

  "Hey, what about this big man, five for one? Well, you'll bring it over tomorrow!"

  The Tree-man left, The Unkempt Priest and the short and stocky priest looked at each other. They were secretly guessing whether Zhi Mu had bought too many yuan-crystal copies of herbs, and wanted to sell his own herbs. But he was embarrassed to come forward and had to let slaves come to conduct business for him.

  Why is this slave worth thirty 6th rank yuan-crystal coins?

  "Look at his right arm and upper right body. Do you think he's the Longevity Maple tribe man?” The Unkempt Priest suddenly said.

  Shocked! The short and fat priest said, "The Longevity Maple Tribe slaves only need 30 6th rank yuan-crystal coins? How is that possible?”

  "Perhaps it's a mixed race? Or a warrior with the ability to control wood?” The Unkempt Priest was not sure.

  "If so, the 30 6th rank yuan-crystal coins would be worth it. But the herbs that were not produced by the Longevity Maple Tribe were not very medicinal. Is it necessary for Zhi Mu to buy such a slave?”

  The two priests couldn't figure it out, but on the second day they received fresh canker root and fruit with no difference in their properties, they were almost certain: either Zhi Mu had a huge stock, or it was the mixed race slave who make the herbs grow. He was really the offspring of the Longevity Maple Tribe.

  The former is not unusual, but the latter makes people very enviable and jealous.

  The Tree-man A-Zhan is still not very conscious of his current status. He does not even know that his ability has a very special difference from that of ordinary wood control warriors. Even Mo is unable to remind him in advance because he does not know some common sense. So Zhi Mu face changed after knowing what the Tree-man had done.

  The second day, looking at the Tree-man, he took out the herbs and exchanged yuan-crystal coins with him in front of him. Zhi Mu simply couldn't resist the end of the transaction, even the class was not over, and ordered the Tree-man to go back with him.

  As soon as the wooden door closes, Zhi Mu walked to the table and makes a hard pat on the table and cussed, "do you know what stupid things you've done?”

  A-Zhan hugged his arm and said.

  "Giving birth to plants is nothing, as long as anyone is a real wood warrior they can do it. But one thing that not all wood-control warriors can do is that, long ago, the Mucheng-Forest City's first generation High Priest discovered that there was a big and special difference between the plants produced by a wood-control warriors and those produced by the Longevity Maple Tribe, that is, one had soul strength and one had not.”

  "Soul strength?” Mo and A-Zhan asked with one voice.

  "Yes, soul strength. Just as human beings and intelligent creatures have souls, so do plants. But most of the plants produced by wood-control warriors have no soul. Perhaps ordinary people cannot feel the difference between the two, but the witches and high-ranking warriors can basically feel the difference. This plant soul, you can also understand as a special energy, does not mean that they have wisdom. For example, if there is no soul power, its medicinal properties will be very difficult to be fully stimulated, and even the medicinal properties of the resulting herbs themselves will be very poor. If it's fruit, you'll feel a little worse when you eat it."

  In A-Zhan's mind, Mo asked, "What if the wood-control warriors were trying to ripen plants in very fertile soil?”

  A-Zhan asked the question instead of him.

  "Similarly, it has little to do with soil fertility, and wood-control warriors consume much more energy to ripen plants than the Longevity Maple Tribe. Do you know why I would like to spend thirty 6th rank yuan-crystal coins to buy you? Because when you ripened the plant, I could see at a glance that it had soul power. I knew I had hit the biggest luck, and I ran into a blood-rich mixture of the Longevity Maple Tribe. But the slave dealer told the other priest about you! What's more hateful is that you even use your ability to help others ripen herbs.”

  “Do you know that if those advanced level priest knew you existed, I could not save you? You don't think I can't control you, and think no one else can control you. My soul power is only 6th rank, but advanced level High Priest is 8th rank at the lowest, not to mention their blood strength is 9th rank! You just toss it up and wait for advanced level priest and even the High Priest to notice you and your free mind is gone. I would have lost a useful helper, but you will never get to escape Yincheng-Sound City again!”

  Zhi Mu roared, and roared, only to respond to the slave. Why did he let him say, "who is the owner??”

  A-Zhan walked over to Zhi Mu and patted him on the shoulder. "So do you have an idea that I can listen to?”

  Mo himself did not want them to show off too much before they recovered, or Zhi Mu would not like him doing business with others.

  Zhi Mu walked away from the two step and dusted the place touched by Tree-man. He was particularly angry. "What do you think?”

  A-Zhan said what Mo had told him about his plan: "If you come out and trade and I do something, you'll get a dividend."

  Zhi Mu got angry first, then heartbeat froze.

  For the priests and the temple servants, herbs are always insufficient, not to mention other precious herbs coming from afar, even those which grow near Yincheng-Sound City are running scarce, but also need to be picked and searched. If there are more herbs to be picked, the longer the herbs will be, the less they can be cultivated, even if they can be nurtured by themselves.

  If the tree man comes in, he will get to supply everyone, so long as he can find a few yuan-crystal coins rich, maybe he can earn those thirty 6th rank if not more for a long time. If he try to make some herbs for advanced level priest, or even the high priest, with this, the benefits will be more than just a few yuan-crystal coins.

  Zhi Mu was confused by the promising prospect put forward by A-Zhan, and the more he thought about it, the more feasible he felt. And by his presence, he can also control the Tree-man from contacting others, so that he can stay with the Tree-man for a longer period of time before the Tree-man's abilities are exposed.

  "I want half."

  A-Zhan's narrow eyes immediately became cold, giving up half as much, so wouldn’t the recovery of Mo be delayed by half?

  Mo sneered. “Promise him. He can take more now, and then I will have my own way to make him spit out more than he swallowed!”

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