"Where does this... spiritual mist come from?"
On the corridor of Xiaopanshui Pavilion, from room No. 11, a horse-faced monk with a mustache walked out. This horse-faced monk had his hands behind his back and his eyebrows were slightly frowned.
Having just broken through the fifth level of Qi refining, his newly born consciousness followed the spreading spiritual mist and swept away. His eyes looked to the side of Room No. 12 with the word B. He recalled briefly, and the blue-shirted Confucian scholar appeared in his mind. Friar, he remembered that he had moved in with this person before and after him.
"With so much spiritual mist escaping, this person may have crushed more than a hundred low-grade spiritual stones at the same time! I still remember this person's middle-aged appearance, but he was only at the third level of Qi Refining. The fluctuations in his spiritual power were very weak, and he was so wealthy. , could it be that he is a direct monk from some great clan..."
Twisting his beard, the horse-faced monk brushed the storage bag at his waist, and a long-necked jade bottle appeared in his hand.
He made a secret in his hand and shot a spiritual light towards the long-necked jade bottle. Suddenly the long-necked jade bottle lit up with a milky white luster, and a suction force appeared from the mouth of the bottle, pulling the spiritual mist.
Like a long whale sucking water, the spiritual mist in the corridor was absorbed by the horse-faced monk in the blink of an eye.
"These spiritual mists are worth twenty low-grade spiritual stones." The horse-faced monk weighed the long-necked jade bottle in his hand, and the milky white luster disappeared on the bottle.
A flash of joy flashed in his eyes. The horse-faced monk saw that spiritual mist was still leaking out of Room B 12 next to him. He quickly looked around a few times and saw that no one was paying attention. He immediately opened the door of his Room 11 and took out He sat cross-legged on his futon, half a foot inward from the threshold, constantly pushing the long-necked jade bottle to gather the dissipated spiritual mist.
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In Room B 12, Gu Qing's chest was rising and falling.
At this time, it had been more than an hour since he took the Baipidan. The Baipidan was only half-refined, and his complexion turned strangely rosy. His body was steaming with heat, but he became thinner.
"The qi and blood have been replenished to a certain extent. They are no longer depleted and deteriorated, and the spiritual power in the body has increased to 20%..." Gu Qing looked at himself, opened his eyes again, and pondered a little.
He reached out and grabbed two pill bottles on the right side, taking out a Spirit-Invigorating Pill and two Qi-Building Pills. Then he picked up the Spirit-Gathering Pill bottle from the left side and took out a first-grade mid-level Spirit-Gathering Pill. , swallowed them into the belly one after another, and continued to adjust the breath with eyes closed.
Yingling Pill and Qi-Building Pill are both first-grade low-level pills.
Among them, the Qi-Building Pill can replenish the monk's lost Qi and blood, and the Yingling Pill can improve the monk's spiritual affinity. As for the Spirit-Gathering Pill, it was specially prepared by Gu Qing during his previous journey. It is used to practice the most in the early stage of Qi refining. The best elixir can greatly speed up the breathing and breathing of spiritual energy.
Gu Qing's injury was not serious.
After taking several elixirs, his vomiting became louder and louder. Two white air dragons gradually appeared at both ends of his nose. They quickly solidified and continued to roll in the spiritual mist floating in the room. They were incorporated into his body and grew stronger. With his spiritual power.
The blue light emitted from the water spirit sand he held made him feel like holding a pearl.
A light started to shine in Gu Qing's lower Dantian, spreading all the way to the whole body, covering him. The body-protecting aura condensed again after a few days, and soon his body-protecting aura was thick and surging around him. of tide.
This is called 'imagery'.
This is the outside scene of the monks practicing.
The technique he practices is called Guishui Guiyi Gong.
The image of this technique is that of tidal spiritual power, which ebbs and flows, gathers and disperses.
When monks practice this technique, if they make good use of it, they can hide their strength and wait for opportunities. The longer they accumulate, the more violent the spiritual power becomes during the 'high tide'. At that time, the monk launches a thunderous strike to achieve twice the result with half the effort.
But if the utilization is poor, then at the critical moment of the battle, the monk may coincide with the "tide", and the spiritual power will weaken, and then he will be counterattacked by cultivators with similar strength, or even those with lower strength than himself.
It was a quiet night, and the sky was already slightly bright.
Gu Qing's aura was restrained, and the two white air dragons on his nose dispersed. He exhaled a long breath of turbid air stained with blood. His eyes opened and closed, making the empty room white.
After a night of practice, Gu Qing's spiritual power in his body has recovered to more than 80%, and his pale complexion has returned to normal. Although his spiritual power is still a little empty, it is no longer a serious problem.
"The Baipidan is indeed a first-class high-level healing elixir. Together with the Qi-Building Pill, in the early stage of Qi refining, even the most serious injuries can be cured." Gu Qing took the two exquisite jade bottles containing the Baipidan. , put it into the storage bag.
The white spiritual mist in the room had dissipated more than an hour ago, and Gu Qing's more than four hundred low-grade spiritual stones had undoubtedly been completely wasted.
"Obstacle Breaking Pill..."
"We need to find another way."
Even if he doesn't buy the Barrier-Breaking Pill, he still has to sell some things and exchange them for daily use of spiritual stones.
Among the things he got from the evil cultivator and the female cultivator called 'Wan'er', there were many things of low value. In order to avoid complications, he planned to return to the Xianhe Sect and return to the cultivation practice in the Wind Valley. Take action again in Dafang.
Gu Qing pondered for a moment.
When walking in the world of cultivation, the most important thing is undoubtedly cultivation, and if you want to have cultivation, you must have cultivation techniques.
Without skills, even if one has heavenly spiritual roots, he will be nothing more than a mere mortal in this life, and will turn into a handful of loess after a hundred years.
There are seven techniques in total that he knows.
Except for the four basic bad street skills he obtained during the first three sections of the road, which are not of much value, the remaining three skills are the 'Jin Yang Gong' he practiced in the previous section of the road, and the ones he is practicing now. The 'Gui Shui Guiyi Gong' obtained from the Xianhe Sect, and the 'Yin Sha Xuan Gong' obtained from the place where Xuelingzi's soul was separated last night.
Of these three techniques, the first two are more focused on Qi training, while only Yin Sha Xuan Gong is more focused on body training.
There is no need to say that Guishui returns to Yi Gong.
He only had the early stages of Qi refining for this technique, and it came from the Xianhe Sect, so it was inconvenient to teach it to others.
As for Yinsha Xuan Gong...
The value is too high, so I won’t consider it for now.
Jin Yang Gong, he has a skill from the first level to the twelfth level of Qi refining. He can consider selling it for spiritual stones. He estimates that he should be able to sell it for more than a thousand low-grade spiritual stones.
Next comes the elixirs and talismans.
At present, he still has five Hundred-Day Pills, nineteen Spirit-Gathering Pills, nine Qi-Replenishing Pills, eight Qi-Building Pills, four Yingling Pills, ten Fuyang Pills, eight Hundred-Day Bigu Pills, and Ling-Pelivating Pills. There are ten pills. Except for the Baipi Pill and the Spirit-Gathering Pill, the other pills are priced very low in the market and are not considered for sale.
The retail price of a Baipi Pill is about 100 yuan of low-grade spiritual stones, and the retail price of a Spirit-Gathering Pill is about 30 yuan of low-grade spiritual stones. These two types of elixirs can be considered for sale.
As for the spiritual talismans, regardless of their low price, he still has four first-level middle-grade spiritual talismans, two second-order low-grade spiritual talismans, and the golden sword talisman that is comparable to the third-order low-grade spiritual talisman, as well as the special jade box. The sealing talisman.
As long as you sell one or a few of them, you can solve the current urgent need.
But except for the Spirit-Sealing Talisman, Gu Qing didn't plan to sell it. Although the Spirit-Sealing Talisman was also a second-level low-grade spiritual talisman and should have been worth a lot of money, it had been used once and was worth nearly a thousand low-grade spiritual stones when it was intact. But now, the price sold in the market will not be higher than two hundred low-grade spiritual stones.
The rest are magical instruments and sundries.
Gu Qing turned the gray spirit sand in his hand and threw it aside. He brushed the storage bag beside him and took out an unpretentious black orb that looked like a pearl. This was something he purchased at the Huifeng Valley Cultivation Workshop some time ago. The middle-grade magic weapon, called Su Shui Xuan Bead, is used to prepare for the upcoming outer sect competition of the Xianhe Sect. Less than half of it has been refined and is not considered to be sold.
He had other plans for the three medium-grade flying swords of wood, fire, and metal that he had accumulated during the first four stages of the journey, and he did not consider selling them, as did the bottle of wood spiritual liquid.
Gu Qing shifted his gaze and looked at a large black seal.
This is the black seal magic weapon he got from the female cultivator he killed yesterday. It can reach the level of a mid-grade magic weapon. He can consider selling it. The price in the market is about 200 to 300 yuan for a low-grade spiritual stone, which is barely comparable. The price of the Barrier-Breaking Pill sold in the Mo family's 'Xiaopanxuan'.
Gu Qing's eyes finally fell on the small jar containing the human body and the small black flag.
"People want to disperse... Twenty taels can be exchanged for a hundred low-grade spiritual stones. This small black flag should be regarded as a soul flag."
He picked up the small black flag and used his spiritual power to penetrate it.
"This soul flag is different from what I have seen before. There is no residual soul in it. Moreover, why is the soul mist used to nourish the soul in this soul flag so colorful? Could it be... that the evil cultivator is using human desire to disperse Yun? Soul nourishing flag!"
Gu Qing's eyes revealed a strange color.
He took out a small amount of powdered human substance, placed it on a small black flag, and watched its changes.
About a quarter of an hour passed.
The original colorful colors on the small black flag were dissipated and turned gray, just like the spiritual sand that had exhausted its spiritual energy! Gu Qingguan's eyes lit up, but his brows furrowed.
"It's so true!"
"Are all soul flags like this, or is this small black flag extremely special? It was made by the evil cultivator under the guidance or temptation of Xue Lingzi..." His face turned gloomy. The weather is uncertain and slightly hesitant.
If we continue to use human desire to disperse and cultivate this little black flag, what changes will happen in the future?
Gu Qing's heart was extremely moved.
He does know the refining method of Ren Yusan, which can torture mortals, but he is not willing to do it.
"I'll sacrifice this little flag first and then...at worst, I'll capture some evil cultivators in the future and try to see if I can refine it into a human being." Gu Qing's expression returned to indifference.
He slowly poured spiritual power into the little black flag. Unexpectedly, in just half a quarter of an hour, he noticed a spiritual connection between the little flag and himself.
He held the flag in his right hand and waved it gently.
Suddenly, the small black flag became half a foot long, and the fierce black flag fluttered without wind, which seemed a bit illusory. The colorful mist was dyed dark and billowing inside the black flag.
"It's not even a low-grade magic weapon... No wonder it was refined so quickly." Gu Qing withdrew his spiritual power, and the half-foot-long soul flag in his hand turned into a small black flag again.
After pondering for a while, Gu Qing had three choices before him.
"Sold the Jin Yang Kung, or sold a few Spirit Gathering Pills and Bai Pi Dan, or sold the big black seal. It's just the Kung Fu and magical weapons that are a bit troublesome to deal with. Only a few Bai Pi Dan were sold. Have you taken the Pi Dan and the Spirit Gathering Pill..."
Gu Qing narrowed his eyes.
Immediately, he put the valuable objects on the ground, such as golden swords, talismans, large seals, etc., into his storage bag that contained ten directions of space. Only the dark gold flying sword and a few bottles of Qi-tonifying pills were left. An ordinary first-grade low-level elixir.
Then, he stuffed this important storage bag into his arms.
The Dark Gold Flying Sword is Jin Xing's mid-grade magic weapon flying sword. It is one of the three mid-grade magic weapons flying swords he accumulated in his previous journey. The retail price is about three hundred low-grade spiritual stones. Take it out and use it. , in fact, it creates the characteristic of "Gu Yun", a casual cultivator, whose entire cultivation is on the sword.
As for the long sword he originally carried on his back, it was just a low-grade magic weapon. At this time, it had been put into the Shifang storage bag in his arms along with the gray robe of the outer disciple of the Xianhe Sect.
Gu Qing stuffed the dark gold flying sword, a few bottles of basic elixirs, and the remaining sundries such as worldly gold and silver into his two dilapidated storage bags, and tied the two dilapidated storage bags together. on his waist, using it to confuse other monks.
In the end, there was only one thing left that had not been put into the storage bag, which was the jade bottle with the Forbidden God Talisman on it.
The spiritual ink on the forbidden talisman is half-dried, with a texture that is condensed and not scattered, and is as crystal clear as dew. This is an extremely common "white dew spiritual ink" that can only be used to seal and draw first-level spiritual talismans. Even so, this white dew spiritual ink Ink is also extremely valuable. Fortunately, the talisman pen only needs to be dipped once to seal five or six first-level talismans.
Gu Qing picked up the jade bottle.
"Master Qu Yu's cultivation should have reached the late stage of Qi refining, and he is a second-grade alchemy master. This person should be very interested in the pure soul power of this foundation-building monk."
He held the jade bottle in his hand, his thumb caressing the forbidden talisman attached to it, his eyes deep.
This first-level low-grade forbidden divine talisman can seal the fluctuations of the things inside it for about two days, and then the spiritual power contained in it will be exhausted and turned into a discarded talisman paper.
"The risk is that you may be targeted by this person, waiting for an opportunity to intercept and kill you, and you may die."
Gu Qing paced back and forth with his hands behind his hands.
At this time, in the room, the black mist that originally scattered around had disappeared, leaving only fragments of spiritual stones on the ground.
"Master Zhai Tong...a second-grade alchemist...I wonder if this person has the True Crimson Pill in his storage bag!"
Standing still, he lowered his eyes.
