World of Cultivation - Chapter 36

[Chapter 36]

The West Wind Courtyard has become another important place in Wukong Jianmen, especially for the disciples of the outer sect. Most of the outer sect disciples are engaged in planting, and they are most afraid of all kinds of spiritual field problems. There is a Lingzhi husband in the inner door, and they have more stability in their hearts, and at least they can find someone when things go wrong.

There is a brand new courtyard in the valley. The outer wall is made of neat bluestones. The delicate patterns and cold and hard texture of the bluestones make the courtyard a bit cool and quiet. The vines are like waterfalls, and the finely divided gypsophila is occasionally mixed with them. The pond in the yard was no longer the muddy pond where he lived before. First-grade purple fire lotuses were planted all over the place. The purple lotus flowers were like purple flames in full bloom in the water. Among the purple fire lotuses, the silver scissor fish swims very happily, like countless blades appearing at once, and dozens of silver threads are intertwined like a shuttle, dazzling and dazzling.

Zuo Mo had no intention of admiring these beauties. Just like before, he regularly went to Lengwu Valley to take care of it every day. He is now an inner disciple, and the rule against flying in the mountain gate is no longer valid for him. Putting on the magic talisman, he walked as fast as flying, and his speed was no slower than those of the flying spirit beasts, which greatly saved time. Not to mention, he was also very addicted.

These days, every day, he takes care of the spiritual field as usual. At night, he quietly ran to the spiritual veins of the stone room to meditate and practice “Refining the Spirit of Fetal Breath”.

Although “Refining the God of Fetal Breath” mainly cultivates spiritual consciousness, it is also quite good in increasing spiritual power, which is much better than “Ten Righteous Heart Method”. With the help of the spiritual veins, in a few days, the progress is extremely fast! Before he knew it, his cultivation base quietly broke through the ninth level of the Qi refining period.

The spiritual veins of the stone room had also become Zuo Mo’s biggest secret except for Pu Yao, and he was very careful. In order to cover the hole, he not only sealed the hole with a rock, but also planted a lot of weeds and shrubs around the hole. From the outside, absolutely nothing can be seen. The only thing he worried about was that elders like the master or the head of the sect came to him. So he didn’t dare to set any restrictions. The restrictions set at his level were completely useless to the Sect Master and they would attract their attention.

He is living a very happy life now. In addition to the supply of spar every month, there will also be a supply of Spirit Valley. He has been planting Linggu for more than two years, but he has never eaten it.

Spirit Valley is rich in spiritual energy, and after these spiritual energy is absorbed and transformed into spiritual energy, it is gentle and soft, not as domineering as the spiritual energy absorbed from spar. Moreover, if you go to some special places, such as Dutianxuejie. Three thousand years ago, the demons were defeated. In order to preserve their vitality, the only remaining masters of the demons, with their own flesh and blood as the guide, took the seven middle realms as the axis, and forty-nine small realms as the screen, created the world of heaven and blood. Resist the cultivator’s advance. Within the Heavenly Blood Realm, all the spiritual energy became extremely domineering and messy, and cultivators could not absorb it at all.

Cultivators who go to the Heavenly Blood Realm often need to carry a large amount of spar and spiritual valley. The spar is used to supplement the daily consumption of spiritual power, but because the spiritual power in the spar is also overbearing, relying only on the spar can easily lead to the collapse of the realm. Although Linggu is not as rich in spiritual energy as the spar, but the spiritual energy is mild in nature, which can help cultivators stabilize their realm.

Some sect disciples take Linggu every day, which can improve the speed of cultivation.

But for a small sect like Wukong Jianmen, it can only supply a certain amount every month, and only Linggu with a relatively low rank. But it was the first-grade Linggu, which Zuo Mo had never eaten before.

Zuo Mo is studying the jade slips left by Wei Nan’s predecessors. Although Senior Wei Nan’s cultivation is limited, many of the paths he has traveled are worthy of Zuo Mo’s reference, such as planting. Senior Wei Nan was also a spiritual planter and learned alchemy. How similar is this to Zuo Mo? Zuo Mo doesn’t plan to touch those unfamiliar mental methods now. How to earn spar is what he needs to consider most right now.

What is the easiest way to earn spar during the refining period? How to plant?

Zuo Mo, who finally had 20 acres of third-grade spiritual fields, naturally had to make some calculations. He is now penniless and has been squeezed clean by Pu Yao. Although the monthly supply of the martial art is quite large, for him, it is nothing but a drop in the bucket.

Spirit veins and the like cannot be directly converted into crystal stones, but even if they could be sold, Zuo Mo would never sell them. How could such a shrewd person do such a stupid thing by giving up long-term interests for short-term interests?

Thinking of ways to earn spar was one of the most important things for Wei Nan back then. In fact, for every cultivator, spar is an unavoidable problem. The number of spar earned will directly affect the training speed.

Magic weapons, jade slips, materials…

What doesn’t need spar?

Even Zuo Mo is now a disciple of the inner sect. Although the teacher’s sect will focus on cultivating him and give preference in all aspects, there is a limit to this.

However, compared to Zuo Mo’s situation, Wei Nan’s situation was much more difficult. The number of ways he has figured out has an excellent reference value for Zuo Mo.

Riding on the grey-billed wild goose assigned to him by the sect, Zuo Mo sat leisurely on the back of the wild goose with a large bag and a small bag. These things are all gifts given to him by others, and things that he does not need. He intends to replace them all with spar, although not many spar, but at the moment he has no other way. It is impossible to expect Pu Yao to spit out the spar.

Pu Yao sat on the tombstone with his eyes closed every day, as if he was meditating. Does he also need to practice? Zuo Mo was very curious.

He will never take the initiative to touch the mold now. Pu Yao’s temperament is impermanent, cruel and crazy, but his strength is unfathomable. With such a guy, you never know what he will do next, you never know what he is thinking, and you never know what his purpose is.

Zuo Mo thinks that Pu Yao is a real monster, he will give you the temptation to make your soul tremble, and it will also make you fall to the bottom of hell when you are most satisfied and enjoyable.

Zuo Mo had hated, angered, and despaired about Pu Yao’s torture of him, but when the master revealed that he had been transformed and smeared, these emotions that once troubled him seemed to vanish.

Because he needs strength!

Because he needs answers!

What is this torture?

He remembered very clearly the strange feeling when he opened his eyes for the first time two years ago. In the past two years, the voice that appeared in his dream has tormented him countless times. He has been afraid, fearful, hesitant, and dazed. He once wanted to go to find the answer, but there was no clue, and he had no way to start, so he lived in a daze and was never happy.

Now, he is awake.

He has only one thought, he wants to find the answer, who is it! Who did it all!

Absolutely unforgivable!

With Gray Beaked Goose on his back, Zuo Mo looked at Dong Fu, who was looming in the air in the distance, and he clenched his fists.

Dongfu is the same as in the past, with people passing by. Zuo Mo went straight to the Free Market and found the payment.

Fu Jin’s eyes were extremely sharp, and he was stunned when he saw the Chunya jade plaque on Zuo Mo’s waist. It took a while to react, although there was still shock in his eyes, but a smile quickly piled up on his face: “Congratulations to Xiao Mo, congratulations to Xiao Mo! Gee, such a young Lingzhi husband, Xiao Mo is really extraordinary Fast forward fast forward!”

Zuo Mo was not polite, and threw the big package to Fu Jin: “Help me sell these things.”

“What?” Fu Jin asked, but he quickly opened the cloth bag in his hand, and just glanced at it, he roughly judged the value of these things. Although it looks like a lot of things, they are actually not valuable. It is normal to think about it. How can the outer disciples of the Qi refining period give away valuable things.

His mind turned extremely fast, and he quoted a generous price: “Fifty second-grade crystals. How is it?”

Zuo Mo also knew the market. These things are definitely not worth fifty second-grade crystals. He shook his head: “Too many, thirty will be fine.”

“Okay.” Fu Jin readily gave the spar, took the things away, and said with a smile, “Brother Mo is now prosperous, and you should support your younger brother more in the future!”

The two chatted for a while, and Zuo Mo listened very carefully. Don’t look at small businessmen like Fu Jin, but their sense of smell is extremely sensitive, and any turbulence in the market can’t be concealed from their eyes. During the conversation, Fu Jin was quite worried. The price of Linggu has been rising recently, which is the first time this has happened in recent years. Every year, people go to the Heavenly Blood Realm to hunt demons, but the price of Linggu has never been so outrageous. It is even more disturbing to contact some recent rumors in the Heavenly Blood Realm.

According to Fu Jin, not only the Tianyue Realm, but also the prices of Linggu in other realms are also rising. All this shows that the conflict in the blood world is constantly intensifying.

Is the monster about to start a counterattack?

After hearing Fu Jin’s words, Zuo Mo couldn’t help but feel a little heavy. For low-level cultivators, the most feared thing is turmoil. If a war like that 3,000 years ago really broke out, the low-level cultivators would be the fastest dead cannon fodder.

“Hey, it’s true that the mountains don’t turn the water, it’s not that the enemies don’t get together.” A yin and yang voice broke Zuo Mo’s thoughts.

He raised his head, suddenly a headache.

There were two people in front of him, one of whom was the disciple of Dongqi Sword Sect who was beaten to pieces by his flying sword last time. The person next to him is very unfamiliar, it is estimated that it is his senior brother, and his momentum is obviously better.

Fu Jin is a good person. Seeing the current situation, he suddenly complained secretly in his heart, but there was a smile on his face: “Two masters, come here, everyone sit down and drink tea…”

Snapped!

The voice came to an abrupt end, and Fu Jin’s whole figure was pulled upside down like a sandbag.

“What! Does this have your share of words?” The man retracted his hand and said coldly.

Zuo Mo didn’t expect that the other party said he would do it, and he didn’t react for a while, so he ran over to help him and pay the money. Seeing the slap print on Fu Jin’s face and the blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, Zuo Mo’s eyes darkened suddenly. Carefully supported the payment, and slowly turned around.

“Who is so careless to let the dog out?” Zuo Mo stared at the guy who had just started, and rubbed the golden sword ring with his thumb.

The guy who did it suddenly looked like a pig’s liver, and was furious: “You fucking…”

The sound stopped abruptly.

A sword beam pointed at his eyebrows with a faint frosty air!