Outside Jixia City,
The boundless waves of wheat are rolling, and when the wind blows, the wheat stalks make a clattering sound.
The wheat sprouts in the field have just sprouted, standing straight one by one and arranged in clusters, as if they were waiting for soldiers to be ordered to go out.
In the field, a group of old farmers looked eagerly at the Immortal Master sitting on the high platform who was starting a class.
The Immortal Master on the high platform had a solemn face and was dressed in expensive decorations. An ankle-length cassock was draped on his body. It was slightly blown by the wind, causing the stars, gossip, pagodas, cranes and other patterns embroidered on it to flutter. When I got up, it seemed as if my clothes were coming to life.
In front of the immortal master, three incense sticks that were taller than a human were placed in a large bronze cauldron. They burned out circles of green smoke, making the wheat field used for threshing in the village solemn. .
The immortal master walked up to the high platform. Even though everyone below was admiring him, he had a solemn face with no expression of joy or sorrow. In fact, he was beating a drum in his heart.
Among the techniques, the Yunyu Jue is the simplest one. It can be used by a Qi practitioner who has cultivated even a trace of spiritual energy. However, my Yunyu Jue is sometimes ineffective and I don’t know if it will work smoothly in a while. Use it.
To be honest, if I hadn't been so poor that I didn't have any spiritual stones for cultivation, I wouldn't have even taken on this spiritual stone job.
This work is actually not easy to do, and most of the villagers are ignorant, so similar sacrifices are often very formal.
Although for him, as long as it rains, it will be done.
But the villagers couldn't stand it anymore and had to carry out a lot of sacrificial activities, and they themselves had to be present, step on the Bagua steps, sprinkle the Five Emperors money, and finally burn a piece of talisman paper and get some talisman water on everyone's heads. Click a little.
Although these things are not a waste of mana, they are not a waste of one's own cultivation time.
After working for three or four days for a spiritual stone, no wonder not many people are willing to do it.
If I hadn't really had no other choice, I wouldn't have accepted this deceptive job.
Under the high platform, the village chief standing aside saw that the time was up, and quickly shouted at the top of his voice: "Auspicious times and days are as auspicious as the wind, and good years and moons are as strong as the wind. Please ask the immortal master to ask for rain."
After singing, a firecracker crackled.
The little Taoist priest calmed down, put aside the messy thoughts in his mind, grabbed a mahogany sword in front of him, and began to pretend to dance wildly. In fact, the other hand hidden in his sleeve began to make secrets.
After walking seven or eight steps, the little Taoist priest shouted "Ji", and everyone started to stir. Usually at this time, there would be strange noises in the sky, and then clouds and rain would start. Unexpectedly, after everyone waited for a while, there was no Not the slightest movement.
At this time, the unsuspecting people in the village all whispered to each other.
"Is that okay? He can't be a money scammer, right?"
"Looking at how skinny he is, he is not as powerful as Master Yang who came last year. That Master Yang is fat and white, and he has great magic power at first glance."
"It's over. If we don't get rain this year, God will bring disaster."
The sweat on the little Taoist priest's forehead suddenly dropped. He had low magic power and could not withstand such a lot of trouble. However, listening to the commotion around him, he was still able to stay calm.
He shouted loudly, attracting the attention of the villagers. It was as if he was being bowed down. His whole body was trembling and his sword was dancing loudly, as if the "hurt" just now was not the end, but a bigger one. start.
Seeing the little Taoist priest working hard, the villagers also stopped whispering and looked at him suspiciously. After all, the previous immortal masters did not have such a big battle.
The little Taoist priest trembled violently and made the secret with his fingers. He was secretly proud that he was quick-witted and finally did not cheat.
While praying secretly in my heart: "The Queen Mother, the Jade Emperor, and all the gods in the sky, please protect me."
"Xiao Dao, I still have an old mother at home waiting to support me, and the man-eating Taoist Wang who is waiting for me to hand over the spirit stone, and I also want to buy an alchemy furnace that I have long been interested in... I must not fail, Xiao Dao, you must Bless the path and I will succeed."
The little Taoist priest didn't know that after he became anxious, he said a bunch of random things in his mouth. When the hand seal was finished, he simply pointed the mahogany sword in the sky.
This time he learned the lesson and stopped drinking. This way, if it didn't work, he could pretend that the spell casting was not over and try again.
As he pointed to the sky, a muffled thunder finally struck. After a while, a small cloud gathered, and then the rain began to fall.
The village chief stood aside, his heart hanging in his throat finally fell into his stomach, and he led everyone to lie on the ground and pray loudly.
You know, if he hadn't wanted the Greedy Mo Lingshi himself, he would usually have to hire an immortal master to get two Lingshi for such a ritual.
I heard that the Taoist Priest only wanted one spiritual stone, and that he had successfully cast a spell in a village far away from here, so he got interested and invited the Taoist Priest over eagerly to get Tan Mo's extra spiritual stone.
After all, the village chief was different from the villagers, and he was still a bit discerning. When he saw that the little Taoist priest failed to cast a spell for the first time, his heart skipped a beat, and the secret was broken.
He was busy thinking of ways to remedy the situation, but he didn't expect that the little Taoist priest would remain calm at the scene and be rescued by him in the end.
He was not overjoyed at all, knowing that he would get a spiritual stone by betting on this store.
I heard that the second boy of my family is destined to be an immortal. With this spiritual stone, I can send the second boy to Taoist Li in the city to try it out, just in case I can find an immortal master.
The little Taoist priest didn't know the village chief's messy thoughts. When he saw the rain finally falling, he couldn't help but let out a long breath. It seemed that he was finally making a solid profit from this spiritual stone.
Although the clouds were a little smaller and the rain was a little lighter, the villagers were ignorant and could not understand this. Now they were all lying on the ground, not even daring to raise their heads.
After an hour and three quarters, the little Taoist priest saw that the clouds and rain had finally passed, and the first ray of golden sunshine of the day broke through the clouds and shone down. Then Shi Shiran adjusted his clothes and walked down from the high platform that had been set up.
As the first ray of sunshine shone down today, not only the village started to get lively with gongs and drums, but even Jixia City seemed to come to life like boiling water.
"What, you want five spiritual stones for this devil-tailed lizard?"
"Two pieces..."
"no?"
"Three pieces"
"Not yet?"
"Let's do this, boss. I want a larger quantity. Five cans, so I'll give you three dollars a pop. You're just opening a business, so just make a little profit."
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"How many spiritual stones does this black phoenix spiritual grass cost?"
"Sixteen yuan is so expensive?"
"Look at the roots of your grass, and the fruits on it have signs of picking. I'll give you eight spiritual stones. Do you want to sell them?"
...
"Look over here, look over here",
"Purchase stone corpse powder",
"You've got powder in one hand and spiritual stones in the other."
Qian Yunsheng was paying a spiritual stone at this moment, sitting in a messy ghost market setting up a stall, holding up a sign and shouting loudly.
This was his first day in Jixia City. After entering the city early in the morning, he was not in a hurry to find a place to live. He quickly bought things first.
After walking around half a market, I spent a lot of spiritual stones. Unexpectedly, the most important item was not found yet. I had no choice but to come to this ghost market, pay the fee, and set up a stall.
This ghost market is a place dedicated to trading among casual cultivators. As long as you hand over a spiritual stone, you can set up a stall for three days. There is no taboo on selling or purchasing things.
After these two days of intensive work, Qian Yunsheng had not only new injuries, but even old injuries showed signs of deterioration.
He had no choice but to enter Jixia City first, and quickly started to buy things for his own injuries, preparing to stabilize his injuries first.
Fortunately, I found some spirit stones from Guanshi He's storage bag, so I can hold one for the time being.
However, every time he took out the spirit stones, Qian Yunsheng looked at his increasingly shriveled storage bag and still felt extremely distressed.
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