diskusbooks Chapter 157 Return, Building Foundation
Chapter 157 Return, Building Foundation
Half of Leiyangze was attracted by this spiritual stone vein that was rarely seen in hundreds of years.
Although a storm is about to come, the market town seems to be busier than usual.
Especially with the return of the first batch of monks from the four major sects who had survived a near-death experience, there are many more booklets available for selection on the market.
"Brother, this copy of 'Spiritual Secrets' has fresh bloodstains on the corners. I guess you just snatched it from another cultivator.
Although fellow Taoist praised this secret method to the sky, how did it end up falling into your hands?
And I don't know who that person is yet. If his elders come looking for me, I will have to take certain risks."
A monk was haggling in front of the stall, apparently dissatisfied with the price.
The stall owner was a monk from a sect. In front of him were all kinds of elixirs, magical instruments, and techniques. He must have had a great harvest on the spiritual stone mine battlefield.
It would be a huge loss if these confiscated skills were directly handed over to the sect in exchange for spirit stones.
The shops directly operated by the Immortal Sect are not something that an ordinary disciple like him can interfere with.
So he had no choice but to set up a stall here like a casual cultivator and spend a spirit stone.
The stall owner was somewhat proud in his words: "To be honest with you, fellow Taoist, this book of "Spiritual Essence Secret Method" was obtained by me when I killed a cultivator of his sect in the spiritual stone mine.
Fellow Daoist, don't worry. The six sects of Yudong are far away from here, and there is also the Immortal Gate blocking the way. It is not that easy to seek revenge.
Moreover, if there really were senior teachers in the sect, they would not have been treated as the first pawns like me.
Let me tell you, the immortal sect's inherited martial arts skills cannot be sold openly even to the enemy.
Xiao Xiu naturally doesn't have the courage to do so, and fellow Daoist won't have the chance to see it either."
The thirteen clans of Xuanyu share the same origin, so selling each other's skills is equivalent to betraying one's own master. To put it more seriously, the head of Qingxuan Sect, Dan Yangzi, will die with regret.
Even if one sells the inheritance of the six eastern sects to the four western sects, one will be hunted down by the immortal sect.
“But those sect monks all have their own opportunities, more or less.
This secret method has not yet been included in the immortal sect, so I dare to share it with you.
Using this secret method, the spiritual energy in the body can burst out for a quarter of an hour, and the attack power will be more than three times the original.
The cultivator was one level weaker than me in cultivation, and his magical instruments and talismans were inferior to mine, so he died with hatred in his heart.
Even so, it caused me a lot of trouble.
If I wasn't worried that my fellow Taoist would have concerns about this, I wouldn't be able to exchange this secret method for just forty spirit stones.
If you have any problems using it in the future, you can always come to me."
After getting the guarantee, the monk bought the skills with half belief and half doubt.
The market is not responsible for anything once it is sold. But seeing how confident he is, I decided to buy it anyway.
Moreover, he really needed this secret method, otherwise he would not be able to overcome the hurdle in front of him.
Even after getting the spiritual stones, the stall owner still had a happy expression on his face.
Only after the monk left did he secretly breathe a sigh of relief.
It is true that the "Spiritual Essence Secret Technique" can allow a cultivator to briefly burst out with about three times the spiritual energy, but after using it up, his future will be ruined and his cultivation will not improve at all.
For the monks, it would be better to kill him directly.
There were notes on the back of the secret method, but he tore them off to avoid damaging his reputation by trying to get it back right after selling it.
The wound was very smooth, and a young man like this would not be able to react in a short time.
Even if he noticed something was wrong in the future, would he dare to cause trouble for him who was in the late stage of Qi Refining after leaving the market?
Chen Yu watched from the side, but was not interested in it. Instead, he took a fancy to the spiritual objects on another stall.
The Qi Refining Stage's exercises were completely of no reference value to him.
If it is some kind of magic inheritance, Chen Yu might buy it to see if there are any new ideas in it.
A thumb-sized piece of thick soil spirit gold is enough for a first-class, mid-level weapon refiner of little fame to use for several months.
There were three seeds that were suspected to be second-level spiritual medicines. Others just thought that he had too many spiritual stones and didn't know where to spend them.
He keeps buying seedlings and seeds, but has no spiritual plants for sale. It's obvious that he is a novice and likes to play.
It is not easy to grow spiritual medicines, each has its own requirements.
The immortal sects and immortal cultivation families have accumulated thousands of years of experience and have large tracts of sacred land.
A small courtyard in the market town is filled with spiritual stones, most of which are doomed to die.
The best proof is that the elixir has only been imported and not exported in the past three years.
"Sincerely, I will give you fourteen spiritual stones. Do you need to use other spiritual objects to pay for it?"
"No need," Chen Yu paid the spirit stone quickly, picked up the spirit object, turned around and returned to the courtyard.
He did not go out for several days. He said that he had some insights into refining equipment and needed to stay in seclusion for a while.
It is easy to practice under Jianmu, but you also need to carefully sort out the path to the Jindan stage.
When he came out again, he heard the news that Wang Chonglin had successfully established his foundation.
According to the head of the Dan Pavilion next to him, he waited for several hours in front of Chen Yu's weapon refining workshop before leaving. It was not until the master urged him that they flew into the door together to record the jade book.
The Pavilion Master’s surname is Xu, and he comes from a family of immortal cultivators 80,000 miles away.
He is fifty-two years old, has reached the seventh level of Qi Refining, and is a first-class intermediate-grade alchemist.
It would take at least ten days for a cultivator in the late stage of Qi Refining to travel between the family residence and Dan Pavilion.
This back and forth made the elixir coveted by others, adding a lot of risks. Therefore, except for the surplus materials after completing the commission, they were usually purchased in the market.
In the Xu family's alchemy pavilion, in addition to him, a first-level middle-grade alchemist, there were two first-level lower-grade alchemists and eight apprentices without rank.
Alchemists are richer than weapon refiners, and this Alchemy Pavilion is one of the few shops in the market that does not belong to an immortal sect.
Since we are not in the same industry and have no competitive relationship, we have gradually become familiar with each other over the past few years.
"Fellow Daoist, you are so lucky to be favored by a Foundation Establishment Master."
"Brother Xu, what are you talking about? I am just a casual Qi-refining cultivator.
No matter how many foundation-building masters you meet, they will all be nothing but a handful of dust after a hundred years."
After some greetings, the Pavilion Master returned to the Alchemy Pavilion to continue refining pills.
Chen Yu picked up a small talisman hanging in front of the door, which contained a message left by Wang Chonglin.
Ever since the hundred-year-old spiritual essence fluid obtained by the four great immortal sects was distributed, Wang Chonglin began to retreat and build his foundation.
The Foundation Establishment Pill was indeed just a matter of Ling Yi Zhenren's words, and he even gave him three of them directly.
For a cultivator with a spiritual root of 7.6 inches, the success rate of building a foundation in one go is about 50%.
With these three foundation-building pills, plus the hundred-year-old spiritual marrow liquid to replenish spiritual energy, becoming a foundation-building true person is a foregone conclusion.
Two days before Chen Yu came out of the space, a powerful fluctuation of cultivation came from the weapon refining pavilion of Lingxu Sect.
Now both sides of the immortal sect are still in the stage of tentative attacks, and the foundation-building cultivators are just there to take charge.
After hearing the news that his disciple had established his foundation, Master Lingyi hurried back to arrange many matters.
When the cultivators from the six sects in Yudong heard that the four major sects had gained a new foundation-building cultivator, they became uneasy.