The flea market is always noisy and lively. The stall owners who are trying their best to sell and the monks wandering around all together create a picture of Linfeng City's awakening.
Ling Xiao mingled among the crowd and stopped in front of each stall.
[Do you know the goods? Why are you putting me with a bunch of rubbish? 】
Hearing the complaints coming from his ears, Ling Xiao's heart moved slightly and he reached out to pick up the spiritual grass where he spoke.
【ah! Here comes a knowledgeable person! 】
The voice came again.
【Did you recognize me? 】
【No way? No way? Can you really tell the difference between me and this crap? 】
It's so noisy.
Ling Xiao raised the magic grass to the stall owner, "How to sell it?"
The stall owner made a sad face and said: "Brother, you just want to buy one cat grass? Let's take a look again. Look at this..."
【You are the cat! Your whole family is a cat! It’s lion core grass! 】
Ling Xiao's ears heard another noisy cry. He laughed inwardly and said to the stall owner who was enthusiastic about selling it: "I want this one, just tell me the price!"
【Yes! Everything else is garbage, only idiots buy it! 】
Ling Xiao paid the money and collected the spiritual grass with satisfaction.
He only spent the price of the first-level spiritual grass to buy the second-level lion heart grass, which was very profitable.
"But it seems like it's going to be noisier at home."
This lion heart grass is obviously a talkative person.
Shaking his head, he headed to the next stall.
The goods in the flea market are of mixed quality, and it is common to find products that are shoddy and inferior.
No matter how experienced the monk is, there is no guarantee that he will fail.
The only exception was Ling Xiao.
"The world of immortality actually has the special ability to understand what plants say. It's not a waste of time for me to travel through time!"
Herbal medicine in the world of immortality is complex and profound.
Many times, not only do buyers admit their mistakes, but even sellers are ignorant and confuse high-level spiritual herbs with low-level spiritual herbs, thus losing a lot of wealth in confusion.
For example, the second-level [Lion Heart Grass], once its spirituality is damaged, is often sold as the lowest level [Cat Heart Grass]. Ling Xiao has encountered it twice this month.
Ling Xiao patiently stopped in front of each stall and listened to the words of the spiritual herbs.
【The sun is good...】
【Warm Yangyang...】
Such simple and vague words sound like weeds, not even first-order spiritual grass.
This stall actually sells weeds as spiritual herbs. It’s so evil!
Ling Xiao went to the next stall.
【What are you looking at? 】
【What are you looking at? 】
【What are you looking at? 】
【What are you looking at? 】
First-level spiritual grass can speak much clearer than weeds, but it does not have much "wisdom" and can only repeat some simple words.
Ling Xiao shook his head secretly and moved on.
【Look at your sister! 】
[Have you never seen cold shadow grass? 】
[Believe it or not, I will hack you to death? 】
When Ling Xiao heard the curse, he felt happy and immediately reached out to the cold shadow grass.
It doesn’t take much time to get it!
Picked up for the second time today!
Second level cold shadow grass!
What a blessing.
Ling Xiao was so happy that he finally stopped in front of the last stall at the end of the street.
The stall owner is a woman wearing a fox mask. Her cultivation level cannot be seen clearly. She has a white cloth spread in front of her and several items placed on it.
Ling Xiao stared at one of the spiritual grasses.
A beautiful spiritual grass, with a pink color all over, full leaves, emitting a slight light, and faintly breathing spiritual energy.
No one would sell this kind of extraordinary spiritual grass at a low price, and it was not Ling Xiao’s target.
But Ling Xiao stopped in front of this stall yesterday and the day before yesterday, staring at the pink grass.
The reason why this grass attracts Ling Xiao is that "it" is the only spiritual grass that does not speak.
During the time he traveled back in time, Ling Xiao gradually understood the temperament of flowers, plants and trees. They were all of the same mind. They would say whatever they thought of and would never hide anything.
A silent spiritual grass, very strange.
"Brother, you have been staring at it for three days in a row. Do you know it?" the fox-faced woman suddenly asked.
"I don't know him, I just think it's strange. Don't you know him?" Ling Xiao asked.
The fox-faced girl didn't answer, but started selling: "Want to buy it? I picked it from the ruins of the ancient monks. It must be a high-level spiritual grass!"
"Not buying."
Ling Xiao shook his head, stood up and left.
This is indeed the first time I have seen the silent spiritual grass.
But you don’t even know what this grass is, so why bother buying it!
The most important thing is, listen to what the fox-faced girl said, if you pick something from the ruins of an ancient monk, you have to raise the price first, and then the price will definitely be sky-high.
Ling Xiao didn't want to be taken advantage of.
…
Ling Xiao lived in the west of Linfeng City and rented a small manor.
Four acres of land were cultivated in the yard and paved with green and yellow rice.
"In my last life, I was a social animal who died of overwork, and now I have to work hard to plow the fields. This time travel is such a failure!"
Ling Xiao smiled bitterly.
However, what is grown in the fields is not ordinary rice.
But Lingmi.
Monks eating spiritual rice can improve their cultivation.
And it is said that high-grade spiritual rice, after being consumed for many years, can even improve the physique and qualifications of monks!
After thousands of years of development, spiritual rice cultivation has become the most common industry in the world of immortality, and it is also a skill that monks must master.
There is a saying that goes well: If you want to live forever, you must first plant grains!
"If you want to live forever, you must first plant grain..."
Ling Xiao chewed on these six words and snorted.
That sounds nice.
The former owner of the body believed such nonsense and worked diligently for seven or eight years. Even on the eve of the breakthrough, he was still thinking about the spiritual rice in the yard.
The result is that he becomes possessed and dies, allowing Ling Xiao to travel through time and take over his physical body.
As for immortality?
Not even a shadow was seen.
Ling Xiao shook his head secretly and came to the field.
Next to the spiritual field, he newly cultivated a small medicinal garden, took out lion heart grass and cold shadow grass, and planted them in it.
Most of the spiritual herbs bought at flea markets have incomplete spiritual properties.
Ling Xiao could only sell them at the best price if he cultivated them again.
【He’s out again! 】
【Huh? This place is nice, there is no garbage! 】
【There’s a new one here. 】
【Don’t touch me! 】
In my ears, the spiritual grasses were chirping, and the newly arrived lion heart grass was the most talkative.
Ling Xiao just thought that he was deaf and silently transplanted the spiritual grass. Then he pinched the magic formula and used the spiritual rain technique to water the spiritual grass.
After standing by the medicine garden and listening for a while, he confirmed that there was no abnormality in the spiritual grass, and then he stepped into the spiritual field with satisfaction.
Compared with spiritual grass, spiritual rice is much quieter, and the messages conveyed are mostly "thirsty", "good weather", "good mood" and the like.
Ling Xiao slowly inspected them, occasionally using magic techniques and performing spells to take care of them, coaxing the spirits to grow happily.
There were only a few spiritual rice plants, and the signal of [pain] was transmitted. Ling Xiao made a prompt decision and used the golden light technique to crush the rice monster insects that were eating the spiritual rice!
Rice demon bugs are the most annoying thing among spiritual planters. They silently destroy spiritual rice and greatly affect the harvest.
At the same time, the rice demon insects are good at hiding their movements and are also the most difficult ones to deal with. Only those monks who specialize in the magical power of "spiritual eyes" can accurately detect their traces.
The price of hiring a spiritual eye monk is not low.
From now on, Ling Xiao can save this money.
On the other hand, the previous owner spent most of his hard-earned income throughout the year on hiring spiritual eye monks, leaving very little in his hands.
It's equivalent to working for a spiritual eye monk.
Ling Xiao pouted.
The world of cultivating immortals is equally ruthless.
Spirit-eyed monks can live extremely nourishing lives, and wealthy monks can eat large amounts of spiritual rice.
And what is the difference between a monk with no qualifications and no background and Ling Xiao in his previous life?
After working hard all my life, I can’t bear to take a bite of spiritual rice.
I finally finished working overtime and was reluctant to buy a can of beer.
"I want to build a foundation, I want to live forever!"
Ling Xiao stood in the field and secretly made up his mind.
He didn't want to live a mediocre life and not even be able to eat rice when he died.
God treated him well, giving him a second life and the ability to listen to Lingzhi's words.
In this life, you must live a decent life!
