World of Cultivation - Chapter 44

[Chapter 44 The tragedy caused by a spar]

This elixir was named “Dali Pill” by Zuo Mo. It sounded like a river and lake, but he didn’t care about it.

He originally planned to refine a few more and give it to Uncle Yan Le to sell spar, but soon, he had to put this matter aside. In the spiritual field, there is a batch of spiritual herbs and medicines that are ready to be harvested. He cultivated meticulously every day, such as “Little Cloud Rain Art”, “Earth Qi Art” and “Scarlet Flame Art”, and he had to perform it several times every day. But things like “Grass and Trees Jue” and “Geng Jin Jue” will come every three times and five times.

Before this, Zuo Mo had never planted in this way. Due to his careful care, the plants in West Wind Valley are all growing very well, and some spiritual plants with short growth cycles can already be harvested.

For Zuo Mo, who was cash-strapped, this was tantamount to a timely rain. Out of prudence, he even asked his master to take leave.

In the West Wind Valley, a guy with the shape of a skeleton bent down and sweated like rain in the spiritual field.

“Finally finished.” Zuo Mo sat on the ground panting, looking at the small pile of mature elixir in front of him, his heart was filled with a sense of accomplishment. In the blink of an eye, I saw in the corner that the third-grade dragon grass was about to mature, and it was very bright.

After classifying the spirit herbs and medicines according to their quality, and then carefully wrapping them, Zuo Mo rode the grey-billed geese and went straight to the residence of Uncle Yan Le.

When Yan Le saw Zuo Mo, especially the big package on Zuo Mo’s back, his eyes suddenly lit up: “What kind of good things did my nephew grow?”

After unloading the large package, Zuo Mo wiped the sweat from his forehead: “This is a batch of elixir that has just been planted. Uncle, please help me sell it.” Although the agent needs to pay 20% to the sect, Zuo Mo Or decided to hand it over to the martial arts agency. In addition to Master Yan Le who understands the market better than him, the sect contribution points are also very practical. And the more contributions you make to the sect, the higher your status in the sect will undoubtedly be.

Although Pu Yao is in his sea of consciousness, this perverted shemale with impermanence is absolutely unreliable. Pu Yao is a thoroughly dangerous terrorist. If you can not provoke him, try to provoke him as little as possible.

In contrast, Zuo Mo is more willing to use the power of the sect, at least the elders of the sect seem to be normal people. Only in this way, it becomes very important to improve one’s status in the sect.

Cultivation, the more advanced it is, the more resources are needed, and it is far better to rely on the power of individuals to achieve reality. Even the loose cultivators actually have their own circles. There are very few loose cultivators who are truly alone.

Yan Le squatted down and looked at the spirit grass that Zuo Mo brought, his face became more and more happy.

“A lot of good things! Mmmm, third-grade Qi Nanzi, third-grade horse chestnut chrysanthemum, hey, and Tianxingcao, which is also third-grade! This can be sold for a good price…” Yan Le is so precious, he actually has some spiritual herbs and medicines. All know.

Zuo Mo was greatly admired, and hurriedly flattered: “Master Shi is really amazing, he actually recognizes him.” Shi Fengrong was the youngest among them, and Zuo Mo’s name for Yan Le also changed from the previous Master Uncle to Master Shi.

“Haha, if you want to do business, how can you do it if you don’t recognize him?” Yan Le was very pleased with Zuo Mo’s flattery, his originally small eyes were narrowed to only a small slit, and he laughed: “As expected, he is Lingzhifu! Planting things is not only faster than others, but also better than others. My nephew has also put a lot of thought into it, all the crops are easy to shoot and the price is not bad.”

I don’t know if it was because of a guilty conscience or not, Zuo Mo felt that Senior Uncle Yan Le looked at him with a deep meaning. Could it be that the uncle also knows about Senior Wei Nan?

He forced himself to calm down: “Master also knows how poor the disciple is. If he doesn’t grow something to sell, he probably won’t even have spar to learn alchemy.”

He is now very grateful that his zombie face is the best disguise.

Yan Le nodded: “Haha. Without spar, you can’t learn anything. You are Lingzhi’s husband now, so you don’t have to worry about spar. As long as you plant it well, our elders will not treat you badly.”

“That’s what it is.” Zuo Mo laughed along, but his expressionless face really gave people a weird feeling.

Yan Le took out two plants at random: “Qinanzi, and this golden-patterned pine tree, don’t sell it, you can keep it. You may use it in refining medicine in the future, I remember that your master asked me to help you in the past. She has received them. These two plants are easy to sell, but difficult to buy.”

Zuo Mo quickly put away the two elixir.

“The rest, I’ll help you sell them. If the sect needs it, I’ll give it to you at the market price.” After speaking, he took out a spar and handed it to Zuo Mo: “This is a third-grade spar, it’s a prepayment, you take it Alright. I’ll have you, Senior Sister Li Yingfeng, deliver the rest to you in a few days.”

Zuo Mo stared blankly at the third-grade spar in Yan Le’s hand.

Third-grade spar! This is the first rank three spar he has ever seen!

Seeing Zuo Mo’s dull eyes, Yan Le couldn’t help laughing, and threw the spar to Zuo Mo: “Okay, don’t embarrass me like this outside.”

Zuo Mo’s brain still didn’t react. Although he thought that this batch of goods should be worth some spar, he never imagined that there would be a third-grade spar just by prepaid! The windfall from the sky suddenly knocked Zuo Mo unconscious, and his whole body felt a little fluttering.

Suddenly remembering something, Zuo Mo, who turned around and wanted to leave, stopped and took out the “Dali Pill” from his arms: “Master, how much do you think this spiritual pill is worth?”

Yan Le took the elixir and squinted for a moment: “You practiced? What’s the use of this elixir?”

Zuo Mo repeated what the master said.

“Then let me help you sell it. Everyone’s acceptance of the new elixir is slow, and I can’t guarantee how much it will sell.” Yan Le thought for a while.

Zuo Mo was extremely grateful. He had an unprecedentedly rich pocket, and he completely forgot that he wanted to make spar by refining Dali Pills. After returning to the West Wind Courtyard, he was still in a dizzy state.

He looked at the third-grade spar in front of him like a miser.

The third-grade spar is far superior to the second-grade spar in terms of color and integrity. It is a complete and regular prism, crystal clear, without a trace of impurities, just like a transparent crystal. The spiritual power contained in it is very powerful!

He touched the spar lightly, his eyes showing intoxication.

Suddenly, his hand seemed to be stinged by something, and the spar in his hand suddenly lit up. Zuo Mo stayed where he was, looking at the glowing spar inexplicably. There was a sudden strong throbbing in my heart, as if something was about to burst out.

The light of the spar gradually dimmed, and the throbbing in Zuo Mo’s heart became stronger and stronger.

How is this going?

He was a little flustered.

“Idiot, you’re going to build a foundation!” Pu Yao suddenly appeared and looked at Zuo Mo with a sneering expression.

“Foundation?” Zuo Mo ignored the sarcasm in Pu Yao’s tone and hurriedly asked, “What’s going on? Why do you suddenly want to establish a foundation?”

Pu Yao shrugged: “If you have enough spiritual power, naturally you have to build a foundation. You were stimulated by the spiritual power in the spar just now, and the spiritual power in your body, uh, woke up.”

“Wake up? What am I going to do?” Zuo Mo was at a loss.

damn it! He didn’t expect to build the foundation so soon, he didn’t even have any preparation, he didn’t know what to do next, what to do. He always felt that the foundation was still far away from him.

By the way, you can ask your uncle and the others by yourself! Zuo Mo patted his head and was about to run towards the grey-billed geese.

Under the shadow of Pu Yao’s forehead hair, a blade-like arc was quietly outlined.

“Don’t you want power? I have a way to build a foundation. It’s quite good. It will ensure your success in foundation building and your cultivation will soar.” Pu Yao’s cool voice was full of temptation.

Zuo Mo’s footsteps were stagnant.

“What do you want?” Zuo Mo asked through gritted teeth.

“Hehe.” Pu Yao pointed to the third-grade spar on Zuo Mo’s hand.

This shemale is really not at ease! It turned out to be staring at his third-grade spar! Zuo Mo was furious and snorted, “I’ll still ask my uncle…”

“Hee hee, foundation building is the first level for a cultivator. But many people don’t know it, it is also one of the most important levels. It will directly affect your subsequent practice. Don’t blame me for not reminding you, use Those foundation building pills are not good for you!”

Pu Yao said leisurely.

The throbbing of his heart became stronger and stronger, and Zuo Mo felt that his heart was about to jump out. Pu Yao’s words seemed to be a little unreal and illusory in his ears.

“Hee hee, your uncles, it’s not that I underestimate them, they can’t give you much power. Look at your master, it’s not the opponent of the person who changed your face. Well, I didn’t let you You have suffered a loss. “The Fetal Breath Refining God” is easy to use, and Jianyi, well, you have reached the threshold now! I am a very trustworthy person.”

Pu Yao smiled lightly, very handsome.

“Just a third-grade spar, this is quite cost-effective. Just a third-grade spar, if you put in a little more effort, you will earn it. The benefits you get will benefit you endlessly. There is more in this world than this. Is it a good deal?”

The throbbing in his heart became stronger and stronger, everything in his field of vision seemed to be distorted, and Zuo Mo felt as if something was burning in his body.

Thirsty! He licked his lips and swallowed.

He had a hunch that it would be too late to find a master at this time.

“Here!” Zuo Mo gritted his teeth and threw the third-grade spar in his hand to Pu Yao. He wanted to smash this shemale to death.

“Hee hee, a wise choice!” Pu Yao easily caught the spar, and opened his thin lips lightly: “Here, take that dragon grass to the Cold Mist Valley.”

“Dragon Grass!” Zuo Mo was stunned and squeezed these three words out of his teeth.

This guy……

Zuo Mo even had the heart to cry. Only a terrifying character like Senior Brother can bear such a terrifying thing! A person like himself will only have one fate, that is, his spiritual power will collapse and die.

Pu Yao’s right eye narrowed into a crescent shape, and reminded Zuo Mo kindly, “Time is running out.”

The burning sensation in his body became stronger and stronger. Zuo Mo wanted to tear off his clothes. His blood vessels were like red-hot iron pipes. He was extremely thirsty and uncomfortable! time is limited!

Not caring so much, he took out the divine talisman, put it on his leg, and moved his spiritual power, grabbed the dragon grass, and the whole figure was like a red cloud, rolling towards the cold fog valley.

he was screaming

– Po! You dead shemale!