Qingfeng Temple is located in Chenjia Mountain, ten miles west of Linfeng City.
At the foot of the mountain, an ancient but neat stone staircase extends, step by step, into the depths of a quiet forest.
Ling Xiao climbed up the stairs.
Compared with the Moqu Mountains, there is no bloody killing in the Chenjia Mountains, with towering ancient trees, dense pines and cypresses, clear and wild scenery, and peaceful aura.
On the road, I sometimes see people visiting, stopping or touching around to appreciate the special tranquility in the mountains.
Walked for a while.
I met a Taoist boy sweeping the steps.
"It turns out to be Donor Ling! Master has told us that when the Donor comes, just go up the mountain." The little Taoist said with a smile, and lowered his head to sweep the floor again.
"Thank you!"
Ling Xiao continued upward.
The pure mountain scenery seemed to have a strange magic power, making him feel more peaceful than ever before.
As he walked, Ling Xiao thought about his experiences in the past two months.
The difficulty of making the talisman was higher than expected.
Even though he had some enlightenment from the magic power of the girl in white, Ling Xiao had to go into seclusion for more than half a month before he successfully drew the first fireball talisman!
Before this, he failed nearly 200 times, and the materials he wasted could even buy a large stack of fireball charms!
Even though Ling Xiao was rich, he couldn't afford such consumption.
Fortunately, after one successful drawing, the subsequent drawing process went relatively smoothly.
After more than half a month of hard training, the final success rate of making the fireball talisman was stable at around 20%.
After drawing 100 pictures, 20 will be successful, and the cost is only 50 spirit stones. On the market, Fireball Talisman costs 3 yuan per piece, which is a profit of 10 spiritual stones.
Not too high.
However, he finally achieved some success, and Ling Xiao can be considered an official Talisman Maker.
It was difficult to continue to improve the success rate in subsequent drawings. Ling Xiao originally planned to end the retreat and come to Qingfeng Temple to seek advice from Xuan Jizi.
But at that time, the raised Yuanbao turtles and molten crucian carp successively entered adulthood and began to give birth.
The trip to Qingfengguan was also delayed.
While Ling Xiao was harvesting the output, he was working on the next round of breeding.
After busying with the Lingchi, the Lingtian is mature again!
By the time Ling Xiao finished harvesting the spiritual rice and freed up time, it was late last night.
Thinking, thinking.
Ling Xiao reached the mountainside, and through the gaps in the woods, he vaguely saw the white bricks and green tiles of Qingfeng Temple. He was refreshed and walked along the road. The front suddenly became clear.
Several Taoist temples with steamy ancient towers are located in the embrace of green mountains and trees. The three words "Qingfeng Temple" are prominently displayed on the main entrance.
Ling Xiao stepped forward and introduced himself.
The Taoist boy sweeping the floor in front of the door sang: "Almsgiver, please come with me!"
[Does Xiaoji have such a young friend? 】
【Rare! Rare! But this kid is just like Xiaoji back then, he has the temperament of a charm maker! 】
The tall and old pines and cypresses at the door commented on Ling Xiao.
chick?
Ling Xiao chuckled inwardly.
I didn’t expect that the serious Xuanjizi would have such a nickname!
Following the Taoist boy into the courtyard, he immediately saw the Sanqing Taoist statue enshrined in the main hall.
Under the statue, several devout pilgrims were prostrate, praying in low voices.
Pilgrims have no cultivation, they are just ordinary people.
Qingfeng Temple is well-known for its charity and charity, and of course it does not refuse people to come here to pay homage to the Three Pure Ones. It is even said that praying for a child here is quite effective.
After passing through the front yard and turning around the winding corridor, Ling Xiao suddenly felt an inexplicably familiar spiritual energy arriving in the backyard.
After seeing the scene in the backyard clearly, Ling Xiao couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.
In the backyard, more than ten acres of spiritual fields have been opened up. The golden ears of grain are swaying gently in the breeze. They are not far from maturity!
Seven or eight people were busy in the fields.
Ling Xiao also saw Xuan Jizi, who was bending over and using the golden light technique on his fingertips to clean up the rice demon insects.
"Little friend Ling, you're here! Please wait a moment, Pindao will be fine soon."
Xuanjizi said remotely while exorcising the magic.
"Can Taoist Master help me?" Ling Xiao asked.
"Haha...can you grow a second-level spiritual field?"
Hearing this, Ling Xiao's eyes widened and he exclaimed in a low voice.
Second level spiritual field?
Xuanjizi straightened up and seemed to see what he was thinking, beckoning: "If you don't mind, come over!"
"good!"
Ling Xiao carefully stepped into the field and walked all the way to Xuan Jizi.
Only the acre that Xuanjizi is taking care of is the second level, and the others are only the first level spiritual fields.
Ling Xiao looked around curiously.
He had only heard of the second-level spiritual field before, but this was the first time he saw it.
On the surface, it is not much different from the first-order spiritual field, but its spirituality is far more abundant than the first-order spiritual field!
The wisdom of the spiritual rice is also higher than that of the first-level spiritual grass, and is no weaker than that of the second-level spiritual grass. They are greeting Ling Xiao with a gentle tone.
"Taoist Priest, aren't the second-level rice demon insects even more powerful?" Ling Xiao asked.
"Yes. The disciples couldn't take care of him, so Pindao had to do it himself." Xuan Jizi said with a smile.
The two chatted in low voices, but did not discuss the method of talismans. Instead, they first exchanged their farming experiences.
Through Xuan Jizi's narration, Ling Xiao also gained a deeper understanding of the second-order spiritual field.
The second-level spiritual field is developed on the basis of the first-level spiritual field.
After many years of planting and fertile soil, the first-level spiritual field has the foundation for upgrading. And if you want to upgrade to the second level, you still need abundant spiritual energy nourishment.
Normal land can never meet the second-level aura requirements.
This means that there must be spiritual veins under the Chenjia Mountain.
"Second-level spiritual rice, how much does it cost per pound?"
Ling Xiao asked finally.
He cares about this.
"Haha! Pindao has never sold it! If you are interested, little friend, Pindao will give you a few kilograms to try when it matures!"
Ling Xiao was overjoyed when he heard this, and immediately rolled his eyes and said: "No reward for no merit. When the spiritual rice matures, I will exchange it with the Taoist Priest for something else!"
"That's great!" Xuanjizi laughed.
After taking care of the fields, Xuanjizi led Ling Xiao to a side hall, spread out two futons in the yard, and sat across from each other while drinking tea under the old trees with the breeze.
The futon is so dry and hard that it hurts my butt.
Fortunately, Ling Xiao was a body-forging monk, so he didn't care about this. He took out 500 spirit stones and gave them to Xuan Jizi, which was the reward for hunting the dragon before.
"The talisman used by the benefactor that day at the critical moment of life and death was very unusual. The poor Taoist was very happy to see the hunter, so he invited me." Xuanjizi got straight to the point and said with a smile.
Ling Xiao smiled bitterly and said: "Is it unusual? I did it because of impatience. Looking back on it afterwards, I realized a little bit, but I still couldn't grasp the key points, and I couldn't do what I did before! Can the Taoist priest give me some advice?"
That day, in front of the demonic dragon, he instantly activated dozens of talismans. Not only did his casting speed soar, but the mana consumed was only about half of normal use, which was indeed very abnormal.
But over the next two months, Ling Xiao occasionally recalled that scene, but was still unable to repeat the scene again, which always troubled him.
The talisman is profound, and Ling Xiao came to understand it even more after making the talisman.
"Can't do it!"
Xuan Jizi nodded slightly, looked at Ling Xiao with clear eyes, and said with a smile: "It's normal. After all, even many foundation-building monks only know a little about the method of concentrating and gathering spirits!"
