He Nuxiu's cave is similar to Chen Denming's cave, with almost the same area. There are two cultivation quiet rooms, a weapon refining room, a talisman painting room, a spiritual pet room, an artificial hot spring that has been consolidated and processed by formations, Two bedrooms, a living room, a small vegetable garden for planting spiritual plants, etc.
Although the other party is a mid-stage Foundation Establishment monk and the weapon refiner of the Changchun Sect, and his status is slightly higher than other Foundation Establishment Deacons, the Changchun Sect still does not have anything special in terms of treatment in the cave.
The two sat opposite each other in the cave hall.
In the golden furnace, the fire is roaring, and the Crane Girl practices brewing tea with flowing water. She brews tea with high pressure and sprinkles it low, covers the lid with foam, heats the beaker and the pot, and then pours the shrimp water.
The aroma of spiritual tea immediately filled the entire cave, filled with spiritual energy.
Chen Dengming took a deep breath of the tea fragrance and said with a sigh, "Senior Sister He is not only very skilled at making tea, but this spiritual tea is not simple either.
Such a magical tea, I am afraid that just by taking a sip, a mortal can be guaranteed to be disease-free for several years, and will not be infected by any disease. It is a rare opportunity for mortals to smell it. It is an honor for me to have a sip today. "
He Nu Xiu couldn't help but laugh at Chen Dengming's praise, and said, "Junior Brother Chen, you have a very well-behaved mouth. With so many foundations in the sect, I think you are the best at talking and coaxing people."
Chen Dengming was surprised, "Senior sister's recognition, I can consider it as a compliment."
"hehe."
He Yingyu finally let out a laugh like a silver bell. She lived up to her name, with a slender figure, a sultry figure, and quite amorous feelings. Although she was not as beautiful as Luo Bing and Xu Wei, she had a mature and intellectual charm.
At this time, after looking at Chen Dengming again, she personally brought a cup of tea over and said with a smile before saying anything, "Junior Brother, you don't have to say nice words. I have been asked by Senior Brother Liang to repair the magic weapon for you."
If you have a request, feel free to ask for it, but if you want me to offer it to you, senior sister, that won’t be possible. "
"It's natural. Junior Brother doesn't think that just saying a few nice words can get Senior Sister to spend your own money to make a magic weapon for me. Then my mouth is too valuable."
He Yingyu smiled and laughed again, feeling rude again. She could only cover her mouth with her sleeves and snickered. For a moment, she felt that Junior Brother Chen was really quite interesting.
When other foundation-building deacons in the sect came to visit her, they were mostly polite and courteous, or taciturn, asking questions.
There are very few people like Chen Dengming who are humorous and bold at the same time. The key is that he is bold yet polite, just right, modest and calm, which makes it difficult not to like him.
For a while, the two of them drank tea and chatted, but the atmosphere between them was also lively.
He Yingyu made tea like Guan Gong patrolling the city, and Chen Dengming asked questions like Han Xin ordering troops. There were many questions that were difficult to explain, so he just stopped talking and asked about them, and soon changed to the topics that both sides were concerned about. On the instrument.
"Junior Brother Chen, Senior Sister is easy to refine the top-level magic weapon among this level. It's just that the materials are hard to find. Please note that the value of the top-level magic weapon of the first level is actually similar to that of the second-level low-level magic weapon. It may even cost more. More expensive.”
"Oh? Why is this? Is it because the materials for refining the magic weapon are hard to find?"
"Yes, the requirements for materials for first-level top-level magic weapons are more stringent, and may even be better than those for second-level low-level magic weapons, and they consume less spiritual energy to activate.
In addition, this type of magic weapon is highly sought after by some children of aristocratic families or sects, so the value is sometimes higher.
However, the power of the second-level low-level magic weapon is definitely better than that of the first-level top-level magic weapon, but it requires the consumption of spiritual energy to activate it, so it is not suitable for use by Qi practicing monks who only have spiritual energy."
"What about the second-level intermediate or even advanced magic weapons?"
"The power is naturally greater, and the consumption of spiritual energy is different for each person. At present, senior sister can only refine second-level intermediate magic weapons at most, and the failure rate will be very high. This level of magic weapons corresponds to the middle stage of foundation building, and the loss is There is more spiritual energy.
Therefore, if the junior brother needs to change the magic weapon, the senior sister recommends to use the second-level low-level or the first-level top-level first, which is more convenient to control and less expensive. "
"Then if I need to refine a second-level low-level magic weapon, a broadsword, how many spiritual stones will it cost?"
"It depends on the requirements of the junior brother and the material of the magic weapon, but it will cost about one to three high-grade spiritual stones."
Chen Dengming felt heartbroken after hearing this.
Although he had expected it a long time ago, if it was really so expensive, this magical weapon might cost him all his property.
"Well, Senior Sister He, look at this."
After a cup of tea.
Chen Dengming flew out of Senior Sister He's cave, smiled and asked Senior Sister to stay, and then returned to his cave with satisfaction.
The exchanges that followed basically achieved Chen Dengming's goal, and he was very satisfied.
Senior Sister He said that she would not suffer a loss, but in the end she still suffered a little loss. She said that she would refine a second-level low-level magic weapon for him similar to a light reflecting mirror at the cost price without charging refining fees. There is a lot to go beyond just the first level of advanced light reflection realm.
As for the Ice Spirit Knife, this magic weapon was damaged in the battle, and the repair cost was subsidized by the sect, which is approximately equivalent to the cost of subsidizing thirty middle-grade spiritual stones.
Therefore, after Chen Dengming gave up on repairing it, he could directly spend another 60 yuan of medium-grade spiritual stones as cost materials, and ask Senior Sister He to refine another second-level low-level magical sword.
The cost of a second-level low-level magic weapon ranges from one high-grade spiritual stone to three. Chen Dengming spent nearly the cost and material fee of one high-grade spiritual stone. In fact, the final finished magic weapon is equivalent to three high-grade spiritual stones. What a great little thing.
In the end, Chen Dengming only needed to take out one hundred and forty middle-grade spiritual stones to get two second-level low-level magic weapons.
He now only has more than forty pieces of middle-grade spiritual stones left in his hand.
However, after selling some of the magical artifacts obtained from Yu Xiu in the past, plus the obsolete reflective mirrors that needed to be sold, etc., we could barely make up the refining cost.
"I once thought I was rich as a Qi-training monk, until I suddenly became a Foundation-building monk."
Chen Dengming returned to the cave, put his hands in his pockets, and paced in place with a frown on his face, feeling the huge gap between the rich and the poor.
This can be clearly felt in the communication with the crane female cultivator.
Even if the other party just tells the cost of some high-grade spiritual stones very plainly, he is not deliberately pretending to be 13, but it is this kind of plain words that is the most heartbreaking and fatal.
He could also observe from this how wealthy this weapon-refining master was, and he could be called a white, rich, beautiful and strong woman among the foundation-building monks.
In the sect, except for the fake elixir master Liang, the deputy sect leader, the other foundation-building monks who want to become Taoist couples with He Nuxiu probably can't afford the betrothal gift.
But if you can afford the betrothal gift and Xiu He is interested in it, then you can definitely make a profit without losing anything.
"Now I have to think of a way to get rid of all the magic weapons in my hand and replace them with spiritual stones. If I still lack spiritual stones, maybe I will have to learn spiritual writing and make money and make a living by writing Taoism."
He has now practiced many Taoist techniques to the master level. After learning spiritual texts, he can combine the Taoist techniques with his own spiritual thoughts and burn his understanding and formula of the Taoist techniques into blank jade slips for sale.
However, he had heard that recording Taoism was also very troublesome, requiring energy and brain power. He was a coder and earned hard-earned money, so he had not made any plans.
But now, in order to get powerful magic weapons and replace my own equipment, I am really short of money. Maybe I will have to try it in the future.
"After these magical weapons are sold, we will see the profits."
The matter of magical instruments is a big deal.
Chen Dengming had a deep understanding of it after fighting against the vampire Taoist two days ago.
The opponent's Blood Shadow Sword easily pierced through his Geng Gold Gong and Black Iron Battle Robe.
In the end, in addition to the cloak, the opponent also has special talismans to form protection.
As for his ice spirit knife, as soon as it came into contact with the opponent's magic weapon, the long whip, he was beaten to the point of losing his spirituality and the magic weapon was damaged.
If he had been holding a second-level low-level magical sword in his hand at that time, he would not have been so passive. The blood demon dared to raise his hand to block, and his hand was chopped off.
Chen Dengming walked to the Dongfu table and patted the storage bag.
With a flash of inspiration, a map floated out and spread out in front of the table.
He examined it carefully for a moment, and finally his eyes fell on a large market near the longevity sect.
This city is called Chang'anfang, which is more than three times larger than Changlefang. It was opened by the Changshou Sect. On weekdays, there are often monks from the Changshou Sect patrolling it. It is guarded by strong men and has guaranteed safety. It is about a thousand miles away from the Changchun Sect. Many miles away.
With his current escape speed, it would only take half an hour to fly over at full speed, and it would only take an hour to fly over at a constant speed.
"Those demon sect thieves, even if some of them invade, don't dare to go that far and enter the longevity sect's territory to run wild. That's really the longevity of the longevity star."
Chen Dengming put away the map and prepared to set off for Chang'anfang now.
Not only did he have to take advantage of the opportunity to get rid of the accumulated magic weapons, but he also had to buy a place for the little formation spirit that could resist the prying eyes of others.
After opening the protective closed-door formation of the cave, Chen Dengming left all the Gu insects in the cave, kicked the black clouded leopard lying flat at the door, ordered the cave-protecting spirit beast to watch the door, and left.
After half a cup of tea.
A ray of light flew across the sky with lightning speed, speeding towards the direction of the longevity sect deep in the hinterland of the Eastern Territory.
In the shadow, Chen Dengming has changed his appearance again, intending to go to trade in a low-key manner under another identity, so as not to attract attention.
Although his Ice Spirit Sword had been damaged and lost its spirituality greatly, and the originally golden and clear blade seemed to be stained with ink, the impact on his speed was not great.
As he was rushing along the road, the fierce wind was roaring in his ears. Chen Dengming's driving style and momentum were much more arrogant than during his previous Qi training period.
Even if some demonic birds bumped into them along the way, they hurriedly avoided them.
It is almost difficult to encounter monsters in the foundation-building stage in the hinterland of the Eastern Region. All of them have become spirits and are much smarter than silly leopards. The stupid ones have long been hunted and killed by the foundation-building monks of the longevity sect.
Chen Dengming speculated why in some biographies, we often see sword immortals performing chivalrous acts of justice and slaying demons.
I'm afraid that a small part of it is fiction, a small part is real, and most of the reasons are that monsters and beasts are adequate resources.
Different from the places where monsters are kept in captivity in Wanli border gathering places, there are foundation-building monsters that dare to appear in the territory of the longevity sect. For the foundation-building monks here, they are like moving treasures.
Forming a team and going to fight, one person can earn at least several high-grade spiritual stones. It is somewhat similar to the feeling of Chen Dengming playing games in his previous life, forming a team to fight against the wild BOSS.
More than twenty minutes later, Chen Dengming had galloped over five hundred miles and consumed about 40% of his spiritual energy.
He slowed down his flying speed and changed to flying at a constant speed, regaining his breath while flying.
This was difficult to achieve before, but after his spiritual root qualifications improved a bit, he now has an intermediate qualification for high-grade spiritual roots.
In the state of flying at a constant speed, the speed of energy recovery has slightly exceeded the consumption, and it is no longer a state of making ends meet.
After another half an hour, there were gradually more and more spiritual lights in the surrounding air, and there were even some small spiritual boats flying across the sky.
There were also people riding flying monsters with Mei Ji in their arms. They looked like playboys from a cultivating immortal family, very arrogant.
Chen Dengming took a look at the flying monster and found that it was far worse than the silly leopard, and he was secretly pleased with himself.
Looking ahead, a large and densely populated market has appeared.
There is no city wall, but a huge transparent barrier composed of formations, emitting bursts of spiritual waves, just like a city wall.
There are dozens of streets and hundreds of alleys in it, connected vertically and horizontally like a network. They are all crowded with people, and there are many monks wandering around in the golden powder towers.
In mid-air, there are buildings floating in the mid-air under the huge force of the formation field, and there are even rivers that are like spiritual springs gathering together, like ribbons, floating and flowing between the mid-air buildings in the city. There are things in the river. The spiritual fish are swimming around, looking extremely magnificent and luxurious.
"Da generous, Da generous with this large formation open, won't you have to consume ten high-grade spiritual stones a day? Extravagant, it proves that Chang'anfang is making more money every day, and it is worthy of being my longevity sect."
Chen Dengming felt a burst of pride. In the future, he would use the Changchun Sect as a springboard to join the Changshou Sect. Now they were considered a family and could be said to be his sect.
But soon, Chen Dengming couldn't be happy anymore.
From afar, I saw that there was a fee to enter Fang City, and the fee was as high as half a medium-grade spiritual stone, and the identity of the guide also needed to be verified.
As a foundation-building monk of the Changchun Sect, he may have discounts or even free tickets.
But this time he used many magic weapons, and he had no intention of exposing his clean identity in the Changchun Sect from the beginning.
Taking advantage of the opportunity of queuing up, he used the Bone Shrinking Kung Fu again to coordinate with the spirit. The Qi slightly adjusted his appearance, changing back to Gao Hu's identity and appearance, and put the Qi Condensing Bead in his mouth.
Entering Fang City, you need to check the road signs, which are stricter than Changlefang, which is unexpected. Perhaps it is also because of the recent demonic cultivators from the Western Regions that have sneaked into the area.
Chen Dengming originally planned to enter Fangshi with another unfamiliar appearance, but now he has no choice but to go back to being Xiaogao first.
After a cup of tea, Chen Dengming, as Gao Hu, wandered around many magic weapon shops in Fang City for a while. After understanding the market prices, he looked happy.
"Affected by the war recently, the price of magic weapons has increased a lot. Sure enough, the bigger the storm, the more expensive the fish.
However, it should only have increased sharply in the hinterland of the Eastern Region. It must have dropped a lot near the battlefield, and it is very cheap. "
This is easy to understand. The war is getting more intense, and the demonic cultivators from the Western Region have lurked in. Although the hinterland of the Eastern Region is temporarily safe, many cultivators have developed a sense of crisis.
Naturally, they will also buy magic weapons, talismans and other self-defense. The supply and demand relationship has changed, and the price has naturally soared.
Chen Dengming has no intention of attacking merchants who keep prices extremely low.
After he went to the trading office in Fangshi to pay the stall fee, he went to the free trading market to set up a stall.
Place a bunch of magical artifacts to be processed directly on the stall, and set up a sign next to it to indicate the items you need to purchase.
Only when you do these tasks by yourself can you realize the benefits of having a younger brother by your side.
In the past, when dealing with these magic weapons, he didn't need to run errands himself. He could easily handle them by paying Zhu Xun and Qiangzi some fees, and the two of them could even help him sell them at a good price.
Now that it's him, he's still a little uncomfortable.
"Huh? Is this a high-level magic weapon for Qi training? Huh, there are several high-level magic weapons here!"
At this time, a passing monk saw the magic weapon on Chen Dengming's stall and immediately exclaimed.
This voice also instantly attracted the attention of other monks around, and they all came over.
High-level Qi training instruments are very common in big cities like Chang'anfang.
But in a free market, it's less common.
Usually some monks set up stalls to sell, only one or two pieces occasionally.
Like Chen Dengming, who displayed three high-level qi-training magic weapons at once, as well as a bunch of other mid-level magic weapons, storage bags, etc., it looked like he was being scolded, and he might have gotten it from murder.
Soon, a group of qi-training monks gathered in front of Chen Dengming's shop. Many well-dressed disciples of the cultivating immortal family and sect disciples were also attracted to inquire about prices.
"They are all 80% to 90% new magical artifacts with slight flaws. They are discounted at 30% off the same market price at the magical artifact shop. Take them if you need them. Don't talk nonsense if you are not sincere."
Chen Dengming was annoyed by several questions that only asked but not bought, so he snorted coldly on the spot.
The expressions on the faces of the few who were asking questions did not look like they were buying anything, but rather like monks seeking information, and their expressions changed slightly.
A bald monk had a fierce look in his eyes, but when he met Chen Dengming's deep and cold gaze, he felt his heart throb, his whole body went cold, and his squirming lips were tightly closed.
There is no need to worry about not being able to sell good things, and besides, in the unfamiliar area where the free market is full of people, you have to be tough when selling things. If you are too kind, you will think you are easy to bully and cause misunderstandings. His kindness is also for people and situations.
After this incident, no one inquired frequently anymore. Those who could afford it paid directly, and those who couldn't afford it shook their heads and left.
In the corner, several monks who had been driven away by Chen Dengming were gathering together and talking in low voices, looking at the stall where Chen Dengming was from time to time.
But in the end, when they saw the leader shaking his head, they could only sigh secretly and give up the idea.
The idea is too tricky. To be able to sell so many high-level magic weapons, even if you are not tough yourself, your back is tough. If you really dare to make an idea, you are afraid of breaking your teeth.
Throughout the day, Chen Dengming sold out almost all the magic weapons. The few that were not easy to sell were also included as extras when he sold the high-level Qi training magic weapons. In the end, he harvested a total of 133 pieces. Middle grade spiritual stone.
Including his own more than 40 spiritual stones, there are already more than 170 middle-grade spiritual stones.
"I hope that the magical weapons containing spiritual bodies in the magical weapon shop will not exceed thirty middle-grade spiritual stones."
At the end of the day, Chen Dengming did not purchase the items he needed.
I only went to a few magic weapon shops again.
In the end, after some haggling, I purchased a special magic weapon soul house for the placement of the small formation spirit in a magic weapon shop for the price of twenty-eight medium-grade spiritual stones.
Chen Dengming rushed to the Taoist shop again and spent half a middle-grade spiritual stone to buy learning books related to spiritual literature. Then he left the market and drove the escape light, maintaining the spiritual power and speed of the tenth level of Qi training, slowly and slowly. Tun flew back, as slowly as he was fishing.
He was actually fishing.
I had noticed before when setting up the stall that several groups of people were eyeing him.
Sure enough, after flying several miles away from Fangshi, bursts of breaking wind came from behind, and several spiritual lights roared towards them.
Chen Dengming was refreshed. Is there really any benefit in delivering it to his door?
He quickly used his hidden consciousness to investigate, and found that they were all monks in the Qi-training stage. He breathed a sigh of relief and was immediately secretly happy.
Just as he was about to stop hiding, he pretended to be alert and asked why he was here.
The result is 'swish swish——'
A series of escaping lights quickly passed by not far away from him, without even looking at him, and went straight to another spiritual light far in front of him.
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Chen Dengming was stunned. He could clearly see that in one of the escaping lights, there was the bald monk he scolded today.
Why, this group of people is not targeting him?
While frowning and thinking, there was already a roar of fighting in front, and someone intercepted the fat sheep in front.
The bald monk and others who rushed over immediately surrounded him, and when they caught the poor monk, they beat him with a magic weapon.
But the poor monk, who was obviously not easy to deal with, broke out of the encirclement by fighting from left to right. He couldn't help but immediately threw out the storage bag and shouted loudly.
"The road goes both ways, waste money and eliminate disasters!"
After saying this, the monks stopped pursuing him and accepted the storage bags, seemingly abiding by the rules of the road.
"Is there any rules on the road?"
Chen Dengming was surprised to see the excitement, and when he saw that they were just some Qi-training monks, he did not take a detour and flew all the way over, preparing to leave.
The group of monks who had finished hunting saw him flying back majestically. The bald monk's expression changed, and he immediately looked at the leader wearing a black mask.
"This person seems to be confident. Maybe he wanted to fish just now. Are there any powerful accomplices nearby who are watching?"
The masked elder brother's eyes also showed surprise, and he immediately exhaled. Seeing that the other party was approaching, he immediately raised the storage bag in his hand and laughed loudly.
"This fellow Taoist is also from the same path, right? I wonder which foundation-building master he is with?
Under the black wind, I hunted this fat sheep today. According to the rules of the road, brothers who follow the road must level up a bowl of water.
Since fellow Taoists are passing by, let's get a share of it, everyone who sees it will have a share. "
Chen Dengming's head was full of questions, but hearing the words of Heifeng, the monk who cut the Daojiao escort, it seemed that he wanted to share the benefits with him, a passerby who was passing by?
What does "holding a bowl of water levelly" mean that the bowl of water should be divided equally?
What about this good thing?
He couldn't help but slow down his escape speed, and he was wary in his heart.
"Sure enough, this person is not afraid, and he really wants to get a share of the pie. It seems that he is really a ruthless person on the road."
Black Wind Monk's eyes flashed, and all the younger brothers around him couldn't help but feel awe, and immediately admired Chen Dengming's feat of being able to get a piece of the boss's pie single-handedly.
This monk is indeed a powerful character. Fortunately, their boss is very discerning and has excluded him from the target list before.
…
After more than ten breaths.
"Let's go to the Black Wind Road, friendly way!"
"Fellow Taoist Gao will stay here without seeing me off. Come to Chang'anfang and have a drink together in the future!"
Huhuhu——
A group of Jie escort monks rushed away.
Chen Dengming watched the group of people leave, and then looked at the ten extra mid-grade spiritual stones in his hand. He couldn't help but sigh at the sharp eyesight of these people. They were really vicious.
The storage bag thrown out by the fat sheep just now contained materials worth sixty yuan of medium-grade spiritual stones. After the six people divided it equally, he had ten yuan in his hand. This was really a reward for everyone who saw it.
Originally, he was planning to pass by and sneak away, but in the end, he was caught and paid dividends.
If these people were killing people and grabbing treasures for nothing, he might not want to get involved.
But since it was a piece of money left by a fat sheep and not stained with blood, he still accepted it hypocritically.
"In the world of cultivating immortals, everyone really has a living, and there are business opportunities everywhere. Why is it so difficult for me to make money?"
Chen Dengming once again performed the Bone Shrinking Technique, changed his appearance to Chen Ming's appearance, put on the Changchun School's robe, and in the blink of an eye transformed from Gao Hu into a Changchun School's foundation-building monk, harnessed the escaping light, and galloped away
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