World of Cultivation - Chapter 90

[Chapter 90 Pu Yao’s Counterattack]

Zuo Mo is not a slow-witted person from any point of view. Of course, maybe Pu Yao has reservations about this.

A series of changes in the door made Zuo Mo smell an unusual smell. The master told him sternly that he wanted him to work hard and not slack at all, and told him that he could read the jade slips in the door, including all kinds of jade slips in Hengfang Academy, without spending any more Contribute points.

Zuo Mo had the benefits he dreamed of before, but he was not happy at all.

As soon as the leaders came back, they promulgated these measures. That must be what happened, or what was going to happen. In the past two years, he was deeply touched by one point. The trick is the spar! No matter which sect or group, the dharma will not be passed on from thin air. In the past, the sect’s magic tricks required contribution points. This is normal. Contribution points are actually spar. Now the Sect Master suddenly said that the law does not need to contribute points, so please explain the problem.

Something is going to happen!

Zuo Mo immediately asked tentatively if he wanted to go to Master Xin Yan for body training. The master’s answer once again confirmed the guess in his heart, there is no need to go, Master Xin Yan is going to retreat and refine the equipment. Then the master told him that she would retreat and make alchemy, and she had no time to teach him, and asked him to study by himself.

The master’s conversation with him this time lasted for two hours, how to learn by himself, etc. It seems that he wants to explain everything clearly.

Zuo Mo’s ominous feeling in his heart was even heavier.

In the end, the master hesitated and asked him to spend more time practicing swords, even if the alchemy was slower. If Zuo Mo didn’t know there was a problem by this time, then he was a real fool. The master waved him back, and when he stepped out of the threshold of the pill room, Zuo Mo could hear the master’s weak sigh clearly.

Zuo Mo, who returned to the West Wind Courtyard, was in a bad mood, as if something was blocking his mind.

Today, he did not practice.

At night, lying on the roof with his arms on his back, he looked at the stars in the sky and was alone in a daze. Ongyu, who was beside him, was playing all kinds of news feebly.

“What are you worried about?” Pu Yao came out at some point.

“I feel something is going to happen.” Zuo Mo looked at Xing Xing and said.

“Something happened?”

“Well. I opened my eyes two years ago, and all I wanted was to live in the door. I had no idea at the time, and I didn’t think about the future. I was used to staying here, and I was used to this mountain. Later, the master said I am also very good, although she has a bad temper. There are also Senior Brother Wei Sheng, Lao Heitou, Senior Sister Li Yingfeng, Xiao Guo…”

“Even if something happens, you can’t help it.” Pu Yao said indifferently.

“I know.” Zuo Mo’s eyes were a little gloomy: “I am so weak, if something really happens, I can’t help.”

“Isn’t that what it is?” Pu Yao asked strangely.

“But I don’t want to…” Zuo Mo whispered softly, looking at the distant and deep starry sky.

Pu Yao was silent, he seemed to remember something.

Early the next morning, Zuo Mo went to the rented spiritual garden to take care of it. He was about to leave when someone came to the door.

“Your Excellency is Lingzhi’s husband, Mr. Zuo Mozuo?” the visitor asked very politely, with a shrewd expression.

Zuo Mo was a little surprised: “I am.”

“It’s been a long time since I heard the name.” The visitor showed a bit of joy on his face, but he still showed strong restraint: “Herong, I run a small shop. I heard that Mr. Zuo has planted a lot of red flowers, so I want to ask. , I don’t know if Mr. Zuo is willing to sell it.”

Zuo Mo nodded: “I have planted a lot of red flowers, but they still have some time to mature.”

He Rong smiled and said, “I want to make an order first.”

“Oh. How to order it?” Zuo Mo didn’t expect that the market was so popular now that the scarlet flowers he planted were not yet mature, and someone came to the door to make an order. However, he planted this batch of red safflower originally to sell it, and it would be better if someone came to him.

“I don’t know how much Mr. Zuo has planted?” He Rong asked.

“Eighty acres.”

He Ronglue thought for a while and said, “Now the market price of a 1st rank red safflower is about a tael of two 3rd rank spar, how much does Mr. Zuo expect to get?”

“About twenty pounds.” Zuo Mo gave a conservative figure.

“As expected of Lingzhifu, the output is really amazing.” He Rong praised, he continued: “I am willing to pay a deposit of sixty third-grade spar first. If the market price is lower than two third-grade spar one Two, we will buy it at this price and make up the balance. If it is higher than this price, we will go at the market price. What does Mr. Zuo think?”

The price is already quite good, Zuo Mo pondered for a while, then nodded: “Okay.”

He suddenly asked, “What’s the price of the second-grade red safflower?” In his spiritual field, there will be some second-grade scarlet flowers, but not too many.

“Fifty third-grade spar one or two.” He Rong was a little surprised, but thinking that the other party was Ling Zhifu, he immediately added: “If there are second-grade scarlet flowers, how many are willing to accept them.”

“Um.”

Zuo Mo immediately took a look at the prices of various medicinal materials. He Rong was obviously experienced, and he could report the prices of almost all medicinal materials without hesitation. The two then drew up an agreement and exchanged stamps. The so-called imprint is to leave their own imprint of consciousness on a blank jade slip. In this way, it is much easier for the two to communicate. With the imprint, Zhihe can easily find each other and communicate with each other easily.

Zuo Moke had no way to pass the book with flying swords, so he could only use paper cranes.

In the past, except for the woman who had pink paper cranes, Zuo Mo basically never used paper cranes. Zhihe had to spend money to buy it. Given his situation at the time, how could he be willing.

Sixty third-grade spar, to Zuo Mo, was like a huge sum of money.

Or you should buy a spirit armor yourself. The spirit armor on his body is still the second-grade spirit armor given by Master Yan Le, which is simply too incompatible with the top-grade third-grade magic weapons such as the dripping sword. But he just thought about it, sixty third-grade spar is naturally enough to buy a third-grade spirit armor. But you can only buy those ordinary third-grade spirit armors, and the best ones are more than this number.

After thinking about it, he decided not to spend these spar for the time being. He still remembered that Pu Yao, a big spar eater, was still in his body.

Sure enough, as soon as he returned to the West Wind Courtyard, Pu Yao got out.

“I want these spar stones. Tell me, what do you want to exchange?” Pu Yao’s tone was very strong, but he reminded Zuo Mo: “However, you can’t exchange for anything good for this spar.”

“What can I change?” Zuo Mo was not stupid and asked tentatively.

Although Pu Yao’s IQ has become lower now, but this fellow has a bad track record, and he has done a lot of strong buying and selling.

“Hey, I don’t see it, but you’re a good student.” Pu Yao looked Zuo Mo up and down a few times, and suddenly smiled gloomily: “But that’s fine, it’s a fair trade. You can exchange for sixty third-grade spar stones. , it’s just a small means of using divine sense. How about it? Or you can advance a part, learn a section, then advance a part, and learn a section.”

“It’s better to pay in one lump sum.” Zuo Mo knew quite a bit about Pu Yao’s character. If you pay a period of time to learn a period of time, just wait for this guy to ask for a price. When you get stuck in the middle, you will definitely vomit blood.

“Hey, whatever you want. How about it? Do you want to learn this little trick?” Pu Yao smiled again and again, his bloody pupil seemed to see his prey, making Zuo Mo horrified.

Zuo Moyi gritted his teeth: “Learn!”

He has always insisted on cultivating “Refining the Spirit of Fetal Breath”, and his spiritual knowledge is far beyond that of ordinary people, but he has never known how to use it. The only use of his spiritual sense now is to investigate the elixir during alchemy.

“Haha!” Pu Yao smiled with satisfaction, ding ding dong dong, a series of spar collision sounds, Zuo Mo’s flesh was extremely painful.

Sixty third-grade spar!

“Well, here it is.” Pu Yao threw a ball of light to Zuo Mo, and left a sentence: “The payment for the goods has been cleared!” Then he disappeared.

Zuo Mo, who had one experience, took the ball of light, and as soon as the ball of light touched his hand, it turned into countless characters and appeared in his mind.

In “Knowing Incense”, using the divine sense, one can remember the characteristics of any woman and never forget it. And as long as the other party is within five hundred miles around you, you can determine the other party’s location and find the other party. Cultivation to the extreme depths, as long as the secret movement of the mind, even if the other party is thousands of miles away, it can be easily found. Moreover, this tactic can also distinguish the strengths and weaknesses of the spiritual roots of women. At the end, Zuo Mo also saw a comment: This tactic is a must-have tactic for every thief who aspires to double cultivation and more cultivation!

Zuo Mo wanted to vomit blood!

“Pu Yao! Young master fought with you! Young master spar…”

In the West Wind Courtyard, a heart-piercing howl echoed!

In the sea of knowledge, Pu Yao sat on the tombstone, and said very proudly and sullenly: “Hahahaha, still the formation… Hmph, whoever talks about the formation with me in the future, I will talk to whoever is the woman! Wow haha…”

Pu Yao held a grudge against Zuo Mo’s answer last time, and this counterattack made him feel great!

For several days, Zuo Mo did not recover from this painful blow. Sixty third-grade spar, in exchange for such a useless magic formula, Zuo Mo can’t wait to chop up the Pu Yao and feed it to the dog!

Zuo Mo, who was deeply beaten, decided to make up for this part of the loss by refining Jinwuwan.

However, sixty third-grade spar! That’s three hundred Golden Karasuma pills! The last time he made hundreds of golden black pills, he made it to the death.

With incomparable grief and motivation, Zuo Mo went straight to Hengfangyuan, intending to start frantically refining Jinwuwan. But soon, he heard unfortunate news. Xu Qing told him that several materials for bigu pills in the door had been used up.

He hurriedly ran to ask Senior Sister Li Yingfeng, and the news he got was a bolt from the blue.

One of the materials is out of stock on the market!

According to the conjecture of the senior sister, it should be someone who maliciously bought and stocked up. This material is very versatile and is used in many kinds of elixir. One of his most important financial resources was cut off, and Zuo Moru suffered a head-on blow!

Correspondingly, his hatred for Pu Yao soared rapidly! Sixty third-grade spar, he only bought such a useless magic formula, especially when he was not rich!

It is bearable, and it is unbearable!

Zuo Mo murderously went to look for Pu Yao.