Siping came back to see Lu Cheng, first took out half of the skeleton, and then took out another skeleton with 70% remaining, and explained the whole story: "Master Witch, this is the Aohun skeleton that my uncle risked his life to get, from the beginning to the end. My feet have all turned into jade. Please help me refine the elixir, and I hope I can refine 20 elixirs. In addition, I have discussed it with my family and will follow you on the road next spring."
Lu Cheng nodded with satisfaction and said, "I'll do my best! When it's done, I'll leave three for you. I hope that one day, like your uncle, you will have the opportunity to become a Heavenly Martial Master!"
Si Ping smiled: "My uncle said that it is difficult to advance to the Heavenly Martial Arts Master level. Even if you try hard to get the Tongtian Pill, you may not be able to advance smoothly. He also said that it is more difficult to become a 'Celestial Wizard'. I hope that the Witch Master Good luck always accompanies you.”
Lu Cheng said calmly: "It's up to people to plan things, and it's up to Heaven to make things happen."
Si Ping was thoughtful and said goodbye.
At this time, Qingmei came over and said: "Brother, I asked the fox girl in Fancheng to help me get hundreds of kinds of spiritual grass and plant them in the spiritual field of the 'Lizong' family."
Lu Cheng asked: "Is there still a spiritual field at Li Zang's house?"
"It was left by her father. Her father was a spiritual wizard. He originally had a large spiritual field, but later 80% of the spiritual field was sold, leaving a small valley with hundreds of acres of fields."
"Come on, I'll go with you and take a look."
Qingmei led him to the west of the feudal city for twenty or thirty miles, and saw a valley with warriors guarding the entrance.
Qingmei stepped forward and said a few words, and the warrior let her and Lu Cheng in.
There are several flat spiritual fields in the valley, where spiritual grass and spiritual grains are planted.
Qingmei walked to the bottom of the valley, pointed to a 30-acre spiritual field, and said: "Brother, there are 120 kinds of spiritual grass growing on this land. There are dozens of trees of each kind. They are all fox girls living in the feudal city." I found it after all my efforts. It’s a repayment for your help to Qingqiu Country.”
Lu Cheng sighed softly: "I haven't done anything to help Qingqiu Country, so how can I accept this friendship? Let's do this, Qingmei, I will give you 30 more Dragon and Tiger Pills, plus 30 Lingwu Pills, you can find someone to take them with you. Go back to Dongqingqiu."
As her skills improved, Qingmei's appearance became more and more beautiful, from a little girl of eleven or twelve to a bright girl of sixteen or seventeen. At this time, she smiled and said, "Thank you, brother."
Lu Cheng released the skull bowl and transferred half of the spiritual grass into the small world, leaving the remaining half where it was.
The small world in the skull bowl is hundreds of miles in diameter and covers an area of 6,000 square kilometers, which is equivalent to a county (county-level administrative units can be large or small, with large ones such as rq county, which is as big as Zhejiang and Jiangsu provinces; small ones are as big as Zhejiang and Jiangsu provinces) For example, Shengsi County has only 84 square kilometers (average 3,400 square kilometers). How much farmland can be reclaimed if you remove the hills, rivers, and lakes? One square kilometer is equal to 100 hectares, which is equal to 1,500 acres.
Moreover, because he buried the spirit-gathering beads in the small world, and the spirit-gathering beads were buried in the ground and transformed into spiritual veins, the spiritual energy of the small world became more and more abundant, and many fields were already "spiritual fields".
However, it is a pity that there is not even a single person in such a big small world. Due to the lack of management, the spiritual grass can only be naturally raised and grow wantonly.
As a modern man, Lu Cheng was unwilling to enslave others, not even the Yi tribe or the barbarian tribe. He would rather let the small world be deserted than imprison humans in it.
He collected as many spiritual herbs as possible and planted them in the small world to be prepared. In the future, when I am bored, I go in to collect elixirs and make elixirs, which is regarded as cultivating my body and soul.
This time, he stayed in another world for nearly a hundred days, waiting to receive the "Lingsha Jade Card".
It was not until the fourth day after the "Great Heat" that an envoy from the Wu Temple came over: "Master Wu Kuang, the master of the temple invites you to come over."
Lu Cheng followed to the Witch Temple and met the master of the temple, Wu Qing.
Wu Qing hung a red jade plate full of patterns around his neck and said: "From now on, you will be an official spirit witch. This jade plate is not only a symbol of the spirit witch's identity, but also has a certain The protective effect is like a boundary monument outside the human territory, which can make the psychic monsters stay away.
But this is not absolute. Some monsters are crazy and they won’t care so much!
The reason why many spirit witches died was because they bullied people too much and drove the monsters into panic, or they were unlucky and ran into a crazy monster.
With this jade medal, as long as you are careful and your luck is not too bad, you will be safe.
As a spirit witch, if you are willing to stay in the feudal city, you can receive a certain amount of jade coins and elixirs. Whether it is building a witch castle or setting up a medicine garden, the master of this palace will help you.
If you want to leave the feudal city, then these benefits will be gone..."
Lu Cheng bowed and said, "Thank you for reminding me, sir. I am still young and want to walk around and open my eyes to see the world, and then come back to cultivate."
Wu Qing nodded: "It's understandable. I wish you a safe journey."
Lu Cheng asked: "Excuse me, sir, I heard that after getting the jade medal, you can get some Lingjiu Palace classics, right?"
Wu Qing said: "Yes. You just finished the exam and you still have jade coins in your hand?"
"How many jade coins are needed?"
"One volume of classics, 20,000 jade coins."
"I want to redeem the Deer King Pill, Wolf King Pill, and Leopard King Pill."
So Lu Cheng purchased "The Fourth Volume of Lingjiu Palace's Magic Medicine Collection", "The Fourth Volume of Lingjiu Palace's Talisman Collection", "Lingjiu Palace's Rare Spiritual Witch Scripture", "Lingjiu Palace's Spiritual Bones to the Bible" and "Lingjiu Palace's Treasures of Talisman" "Gong Wu Hai Dang Bo Jing". There were also some classics, but he was afraid of scaring Wu Qing, so he didn't buy them yet.
He has already asked clearly. These classics are sold in shaman temples everywhere. You can buy them with the Lingsha Jade Card, and the price is the same.
Lu Cheng returned home with the Spirit Witch Jade Plaque hanging on his chest.
Qingmei was very happy to see it. She came closer and reached out to touch it: "Brother, this jade pendant is smaller than the bronze medal of the spirit warrior, but the color is brighter and more eye-catching. It can be seen from a long distance."
Lu Cheng said: "The ruby is certainly precious, but what's even more precious is the pattern on it. Can you help me count how many runes there are?" As he spoke, he took off the jade plaque and handed it to Qingmei.
Qingmei held it carefully, walked to the table, put it on the table, and looked at it over and over.
After a long while, she said: "Brother, I counted them clearly. There are 73 runes in total! These runes are very complicated, and I don't recognize most of them."
Lu Cheng said: "This is called the 'Original Psychic Rune', and it was blessed by the Shaman Temple. I can't recognize all these runes."
Although he masters 88,000 runes, the rune system is too complicated. The more ancient the runes are, the more they change. It can be said that it is arbitrary. Those witch kings and witch emperors, their words became constitutions and their writing became talismans. What they said became spells, and what they scribbled became runes. Such a method would make subsequent shaman cultivators exhausted and unable to learn it all.
When it got dark, Lu Cheng lay on the wooden bed, his mind wandering as he returned to modern times.
