On the street, Xu Wen was carrying a bag of spiritual tea and kept thinking about what just happened.
After asking everyone what happened, the young man confused his five senses again, took him back to his original place and let him go.
He didn't delve into the details, and he didn't even care about what happened to that person. He was even less interested in Xu Wen's personal experience, which saved Xu Wen from worrying about revealing the idea of Endless End.
In order to express his gratitude or apology, when he was leaving, he also gave Xu Wen a pack of the spiritual tea he drank before.
Although it is only a small packet, it is enough to drink twenty or thirty times, which can slightly increase the power of the soul.
After all the calculations, Xu Wen did not suffer any loss and even made a small profit.
But thinking about Zhiyuanmen's actions not long ago, Xu Wen felt a deep sense of crisis that the storm was about to come.
Their seemingly ordinary expedition must have involved some big secret, which is why the Zhiyuan Sect, which originally didn't care about the Xishan ruins, suddenly became uncharacteristic and attracted prying eyes from other sects.
Qingfeng City was built by Zhiyuanmen. In this place, Zhiyuanmen is the sky and the earth. But if the space is enlarged, Zhiyuanmen will not be able to dominate alone.
There are several sects such as Tiantai Sect, Dachilin, and Bazhoushan around, and the strength of each of them is not weaker than that of Zhiyuan Sect.
I just don’t know which sect that young man comes from.
His method of closing the five senses is very iconic, and he is definitely not an unknown person.
Unfortunately, Xu Wen had little knowledge and had never been outside the Zhiyuan Gate, so he had no way of knowing the identity of the other party.
He had no intention of reporting. It could be seen from the young man's actions that the other party was well prepared and would definitely not leave any clues.
Even if he could find any monks, it would be of no use to Xu Wen except to offend a strong foundation-builder.
The young man must have seen through this, so he didn't even say a word of warning.
After thinking for a while, he suddenly turned around and walked towards Zhou Yuncai's shop.
Seeing Xu Wen, Zhou Yuncai said with a smile on his face:
"Fellow Daoist Xu has not been here for a while. Are you buying, selling, or both this time?"
"They are all there, they are all there!"
Putting a dozen unused harvests on the counter, Xu asked:
"To get rid of these things, I also want to buy a piece of spiritual wood. The harder the texture, the better."
"Fellow Taoist, this trip has been fruitful!"
Looking at these things, Zhou Yuncai congratulated him repeatedly:
"I just happened to get some spiritual wood. There are some pieces of golden osmanthus and iron wood, which will definitely meet the requirements of fellow Taoists!"
While appraising those things, I asked my nephew to pick them up.
His nephew has also condensed Qi into a method and embarked on the path of cultivation, but he has only refined Qi to the second level so far, and his future achievements are already destined.
After a while, several palm-length pieces of wood with black iron skin, golden cross-sections, and wrist-thickness appeared in front of Xu Wen.
I picked up a piece and weighed it. It was such a small thing, but it weighed several kilograms, which was comparable to steel.
The iron-black bark of the tree was slightly dented by the force of the five fingers, but it returned to the same state as soon as you let go.
Feeling secretly happy in his heart, Xu Wen immediately said:
"Okay, I want these sections..."
Golden osmanthus ironwood is very precious, it is considered the most precious among the first-order spiritual trees. Several pieces cost nearly a thousand spiritual stones in total.
Fortunately, Xu Wen gained a lot this time, and he also harvested more than 300 spiritual stones every time he entered and exited.
After delivering the spirit stone, Zhou Yun smiled as he looked at Xu Wen's retreating figure, not knowing what he was thinking.
After returning to the underground cave with the golden osmanthus and iron wood, and sitting quietly for a long time to calm down, Xu Wen suddenly took out the Buddha Refining Ghost Flag, thrust it into the ground, and a grand Zen chanting sound slowly sounded.
My thoughts suddenly became clear and clear, and countless fantastic thoughts continued to rise in my heart.
The Qinghuang Gong kept changing in my heart, and a spell called Li Daitao Jiang appeared in my mind.
This spell requires the sacrifice of a substitute that has the same mind as one's own, and uses it to confuse the opponent's consciousness lock, thereby achieving the effect of transferring damage.
It has no offensive power, just to protect itself.
The next trip to the Xishan ruins will definitely not be as easy and simple as the last time. He must use more protective techniques.
This time is different from last time. There are foundation-building monks and hidden masters from the Zhiyuan Sect. A slightly stronger attack power will have little effect.
It is better to practice Li Dai Tao Zhan's technique and have more life-saving techniques which are more practical and effective.
This spell is extremely complicated to practice, it combines spells, magic weapons, spiritual talismans and other means. It is the most difficult among the six levels of Qing Huang Gong.
Not only must there be a treasure of sufficient strength, but a part of the mind must be divided into it and nourished so that it is completely consistent with oneself.
Without the help of Vajra Zen Sound, he really may not be able to succeed in cultivation.
The chanting sounds continued to circulate in the underground cave, and Xu Wen's breath continued to surge towards the golden osmanthus and iron wood in his hand.
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More than ten days later, the iron wood suddenly flashed with brilliance, and countless talismans quickly appeared on the iron-black bark, slowly seeping into it.
A strange feeling of mind-to-mind connection appeared in Xu Wen's mind, as if this piece of iron wood was part of his body.
In this way, if an unavoidable spell falls on him, he can use this piece of golden osmanthus and iron wood to deflect the damage.
Although this kind of transfer is also subject to certain restrictions, the part that exceeds the upper limit of Jinxi Tiemu will still fall on Xu Wen.
But with this kind of barrier, as long as it's not a one-hit-kill spell, there's always room for change.
Li Daitao's Zombie Technique can only use one Zombie Substitute at a time. After using it once, the Zombie Substitute will be destroyed regardless of whether it exceeds the upper limit.
It was obviously not enough to prepare one piece. After resting for a long time and waiting for his mana to recover almost, he picked up the second piece of golden osmanthus and iron wood and continued to refine it.
Ten days later, all four pieces of golden osmanthus and iron wood were refined.
There were only a few days before the recruitment of Zhiyuanmen, and it was too late to refine other things that could replace the zombies. He put away the golden osmanthus and iron wood, stood up slowly, and looked at the spiritual field.
After nearly a month of careful care, the black pearl rice has grown a lot, which is equivalent to the previous months.
But I don’t know how long this trip will last, and the growth of black pearl rice will inevitably be affected again.
Although I had no choice but to plant the black pearl rice in the first place, after spending so much effort, I naturally didn’t want it to end in nothing.
He took out the spirit-containing hoe and the spirit-nurturing pot, and carefully plowed the entire spiritual field as he had done a month ago.
After performing the last Ganlin Technique and calculating that the time was almost up, Xu Wen sighed and turned around to leave.
It was very quiet outside the west gate of Qingfeng City today. Three foundation-building monks, Ruan Cishan, Li Xiuning, and Xiao Konghe, were sitting cross-legged in the air. Invisible pressure filled the surroundings, making everyone who passed by silent.
There were about ten people standing around them, including Zhang Longxiang, Deng Mengnu and others.
Not far away, Hai Hualu, Liu Minghe and others also stood in awe.
Xu Wen hurried over, saluted the three foundation-building monks, and stood beside Liu Minghe.
Liu Minghe's face looked a little strange. When he saw Xu Wen, he opened his mouth, but didn't say anything. He only used his eyes to signal Xu Wen to pay attention to the person standing behind Ruan Cishan.
