Hibiscus Garden.
"Fellow Daoist Huang."
Although Huang Ping, a monk in the early stage of foundation building, is over 150 years old, his gray hair is neatly combed and his clothes are elegant and decent. At first glance, he can tell that he pays attention to details.
"My Huang family used to be a well-known foundation-building family. At that time, my father was seeking the golden elixir. By chance, he obtained an ancient skill that allowed him to practice to the golden elixir realm. It was because of this that my father was seriously injured and the family power was destroyed. Stolen by collateral."
Although he was talking about his own embarrassment, this Huang Ping looked calm, and his demeanor was really commendable.
"Now that I'm old enough, I'm too pessimistic. I just want to revitalize my lineage. Therefore, as long as fellow Taoist can give me five foundation-building pills or 30,000 spirit stones, I will give you this technique with both hands."
Lin Changan looked at the Foundation Establishment monk in front of him with a smile on his face. If he wanted to revitalize his lineage according to what the other party said, he would be forgiven for wanting the Foundation Establishment Pill.
But I can’t even fucking trust myself, do I trust you?
"Fellow Taoist, what you hear is false and what you see is true. At least you have to let me see your technique."
With a smile on his face, Lin Changan was not moved at all. No matter what you say, it has nothing to do with whether I have a spiritual stone or not.
Besides, which ancient martial art can be bought with tens of thousands of spirit stones? Unless it's the kind that really puts him in a bad situation.
The Huang Ping foundation-building monk hesitated for a moment, and finally sighed quietly. Although his expression was very calm, there was still a trace of reluctance in his eyes.
After patting the storage bag, a mutilated unknown animal skin slowly appeared. It was rumored that almost all ancient skills were imprinted on the animal skin. There were piles of such animal skin skills in the Miaowa Kingdom.
When taking over this incomplete part of the technique, Lin Changan looked at it carefully for a moment. The more he looked at it, the more frightened he became, but there was a look of pity on his face, and he shook his head repeatedly.
"Fellow Taoist, I dare not say that this technique is a truly ancient technique, but there is one thing that it is indeed a powerful and profound technique. However, your technique obviously has shortcomings and is also incomplete."
When Lin Changan returned the animal skin, Huang Ping, the foundation-building monk, sighed melancholy, his eyes filled with loneliness.
"Fellow Taoist, this technique is indeed incomplete, but it is enough to cultivate to the golden elixir realm. As for the shortcomings in cultivation, it is not difficult for you, Taoist friend, as an alchemist."
This technique is indeed powerful. Although I didn't see the part of the Golden Core Realm, just half of the foundation-building technique made Lin Changan excited.
The same drawback is that cultivation requires spiritual aids that nourish the heart and open the meridians, which means it requires a large investment of resources.
Looking at Huang Ping's lonely and unwilling eyes, Lin Changan shook his head and said, "Fellow Taoist, although I can rely on the art of alchemy to cultivate resources far beyond those of ordinary monks, there is also a limit."
"This skill seems to be no less powerful than the first-class skills of the major sects, but its practice not only requires auxiliary practice such as pills, spiritual herbs, and spiritual fruits that nourish the heart and open the meridians. From the beginning of practice, every time you break through a level It requires absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth many times more than the same level of skills."
In other words, the resources required to practice this technique have doubled. This ordinary casual cultivator does not have this background at all. That is, he is a high-level alchemist, so he hesitates to say this.
After hearing what Lin Changan said, Huang Ping shook his head and said: "Fellow Taoist, you can't say that. You must know that every step forward for monks like us is as difficult as climbing to the sky, and this technique is extremely powerful in the same realm. There are gains and there are losses, and!”
When he said this, Huang Ping took a deep look at Lin Changan and sighed: "Difficult! Difficult! Difficult! How can the golden elixir be so easy? There are thousands of foundation-building monks in Tianyuan Immortal City, but there are only a few golden elixirs. Bit."
"Come on! Come on! Let fellow Taoist Lin witness with his own eyes that this technique is definitely not inferior to the first-class techniques as fellow Taoist said."
I saw Huang Ping standing up slowly, looking at Lin Changan calmly, raising his hands and there was no wind around him.
In an instant, Lin Changan's pupils shrank, and the hairs on his body stood up instinctively. The Xuantian Liujia Shield quickly appeared and flashed with aura to defend himself.
"Fellow Daoist Huang!"
At this time, Lin Changan lost his voice and was shocked, as if he had discovered something. Looking at the calm-looking fellow Taoist Huang Ping in front of him, he couldn't help but swallow his saliva, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
There was nothing around, but he clearly felt the murderous intention! And you can’t go wrong with this feeling of edge on your back!
At this moment, a drop of cold sweat dripped down from his temples, and Lin Changan's pupils shrank in an instant, as if he had seen something, with an expression of disbelief.
"It turned out to be an invisible sword light!"
When this drop of cold sweat fell in the air, it seemed to have touched something and splashed out in all directions. The spiritual consciousness of the foundation-building monk did not notice it at all, as if there was nothing in front of him.
At this time, Huang Ping said with a solemn expression: "Invisible Sword Art, this invisible is not just for the naked eye, but for the spiritual consciousness of the monks. The spiritual consciousness of the monks at the same level cannot detect this sword energy, and it is so powerful!"
However, his hair stood up in an instant. When the other party raised his hand, a round shield defensive weapon appeared in front of him. Instantly, a soft sound rang out, and a deep mark appeared on the round shield. Lin Changan was shocked by this scene. The pupils shrank.
"The power of the sword light is comparable to that of a high-grade magic weapon!"
As the calm voice echoed, Huang Ping's elegant demeanor at this moment perfectly interpreted what it meant to be from a wealthy family.
Lin Changan was also secretly shocked when he saw it, but he knew how could anything good happen to him in the world. After all, if he had such luck, he would not be deceived into the Great Sword Sect.
The sharp-eyed Lin Chang'an coughed lightly, raised his long sleeves, and brought up the light dust under his feet. The next moment, his face calmed down, while the face of Huang Ping, who was calm and composed opposite, also had a little flush on his face, and he was very embarrassed.
"Invisible Sword Technique!"
Lin Changan took a deep look at the faint traces of transparent sword light glowing under the dust, "It's really invisible."
Under the teasing look, Lin Changan showed a mocking smile on his face, and then waved his hand casually, and the traces of the sword light were reflected in the firelight.
This is clearly the transparent sword light. During the battle, even a handful of dirt and other objects can be clearly seen.
"The power of the sword light!" The next moment a cold light flashed, the sword light shattered and dissipated, and Lin Changan saw a high-grade magical weapon, the Lengyue Sword, floating in front of him.
At this moment, the sarcasm in Lin Changan's eyes became even stronger, and he joked: "Fellow Daoist Huang, it seems that this intangibility is not intangible, and its power is not very good."
Huang Ping coughed to hide his embarrassment, and put away the sword technique he used to bluff people, but he still said firmly: "Fellow Taoist, the real mystery of this invisible sword technique lies in this spiritual consciousness."
"If you think about the fighting between us monks, the effect of spiritual consciousness is far beyond that of the naked eye. The invisible sword energy cannot be detected by the spiritual consciousness of monks of the same level. Every time you break through a level, there is a magical power that is unique to this sword art. "
"After practicing the first level, you can emit a sword light that is about ten feet long without using any magic weapon. After completing the second level, you can instantly release the body-protecting sword shield. When this shield is attacked, the sword light will automatically counterattack. Once you reach the third level, Once you enter the later stage of foundation building, you can master the splitting sword and shadow technique..."
Faced with Huang Ping talking about the power of his skills, Lin Changan remained motionless and sat down with a smile on his face.
"Fellow Taoist, this is an ancient technique that cannot even be detected by the divine sense!"
Seeing that Huang Ping was still defending his skills, Lin Changan shook his head and said: "Fellow Taoist, when you said that the same level of spiritual consciousness cannot be detected, you are talking about some monks with powerful spiritual consciousness. Are you sure you can really avoid detection? "
Lin Changan's direct words made Huang Ping blush. He was so embarrassed that he didn't know what to say for a moment.
And this invisible sword light, do you think water has color? It is colorless, but it can be clearly seen with the naked eye after a ball of water appears. The same is true for the so-called invisible sword light.
As for the invisibility just now, it was just a small trick used by the opponent to add the invisibility technique to the sword light.
After Lin Changan saw through it, Huang Ping's face was full of embarrassment, "Fellow Taoist, each level of my ancient skills has its own magical powers."
However, Lin Chang'an smiled and said nothing. After having already put on a look that I didn't like, Huang Ping couldn't help but blush, and gritted his teeth as if he had made up his mind.
"Fellow Daoist Lin, I will tell you honestly."
Huang Ping had a wry smile on his face, shook his head and sighed: "This technique is really powerful. As for the fact that it is not powerful in my hands, it is simply because it is too difficult to practice."
"The cultivation of this invisible sword art requires extremely pure and powerful magic power and control. Therefore, I have been practicing hard for many years and achieved nothing. When I discovered the problem, it was too late."
When Huang Ping said this, he had a wry smile on his face, but Lin Changan narrowed his eyes after hearing this. Although he didn't believe a word of what the other party said, this skill showed the whole leopard at a glance, and it was indeed extremely powerful.
"As fellow Taoist said, this technique requires extremely pure and powerful mana and control, and it also requires auxiliary drugs. This means that it is time-consuming and labor-intensive, and there is almost no hope of a golden elixir. Therefore, what fellow Taoist said after building the foundation The golden elixir technique is optional."
After hearing Lin Changan's words, he had some intention, and Huang Ping suddenly said excitedly: "Fellow Taoist, this sword technique can definitely be used as the main skill to practice. After all, the golden elixir is too far away. There are thousands of foundation-building monks in the world. Finally, How many people have achieved the golden elixir?"
"Five thousand spirit stones!"
Before Huang Ping could finish speaking, Lin Changan revealed a price that almost made his hair explode without shaking his head.
"Fellow Taoist! Are you kidding? This is an ancient technique!"
"For the sake of the ancient skills you mentioned, fellow Taoist, I will add five hundred spiritual stones!"
"Fellow Taoist, I can sign a spiritual contract with you now, and I will definitely give you the original technique. If there is any adulteration, I will immediately suffer the backlash from the spiritual contract!"
At this time, Huang Ping's face was flushed, and he raised his hands excitedly and almost swore to the sky, but Lin Changan still shook his head and sighed unmoved.
"Fellow Taoist, I can't practice this technique of yours even if I get my hands on it. It's so difficult to find a spiritual object that nourishes the heart and opens the meridians. I don't have a suitable elixir recipe and I dare not practice it rashly."
"I'll add another elixir for nourishing the heart and clearing the meridians!"
"The cultivation of this technique is so demanding, and it cuts off the road to the golden elixir." After hesitating for a moment, Lin Changan finally gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice: "Fellow Taoist, why not do this? I will give you five thousand spiritual stones. I only want the techniques I practiced during the Foundation Establishment stage, how about you take them back during the Golden Core stage?"
After hearing this, Huang Ping's face turned green and his eyes widened. I'm only at the early stage of foundation building. Is there any point in using this golden elixir stage technique?
"Fellow Daoist Lin, I can add a word in the spiritual contract that I will never reveal this technique from now on, but if I violate it, there will be backlash immediately!"
"But the golden elixir is difficult! It's difficult! It's difficult!"
At this time, Huang Ping was also holding back his blush and said, "Fellow Taoist, although this golden elixir is ethereal, isn't it what monks like us pursue? Moreover, fellow Taoist is extremely talented and is an alchemist who will not delay his cultivation due to resources. , there is still hope of breaking through the golden elixir."
Just now, he said that there are thousands of foundations built, but only a few people can achieve the golden elixir, but now he said that he has hope for the golden elixir.
The two of them knew that Lin Changan had the idea to purchase this technique, but he would never pay a high price. After all, this technique was still a bit harsh.
"Fellow Daoist Lin, I will sell you this ancient technique for 15,000 spiritual stones!"
"If it's too much, I might not be able to use this golden elixir technique in my lifetime. It's up to seven thousand spiritual stones!"
"Twelve thousand spiritual stones, if my fellow Taoist can't use them, can't he leave a legacy to future generations?"
"I can't see whether the younger generation can achieve the golden elixir. There are seven thousand five hundred spiritual stones."
In the end, after the two bargained, the price was reduced from the initial price of 30,000 spirit stones to 9,500 spirit stones.
Don't underestimate these nine thousand and five hundred spirit stones. In Qingzhushanfang City, Dajianmen is also a foundation-building force after all. After fifteen years of accumulation, it only took tens of thousands of spirit stones to take the foundation-building pill. It can be seen that tens of thousands of spirit stones have the power to build foundations. How difficult.
With Lin Changan's current pill-making rate, if he refines the Foundation-Building Pill in one year, he can earn ten to twenty thousand spirit stones if he is lucky. You must know that alchemists of this level are extremely rare.
Lin Changan was able to produce nearly 10,000 spirit stones now because he had sold off a lot of the sect's properties in the Miaowa Kingdom. Of course, he almost emptied all the savings in the warehouse before leaving.
Finally, in the Furong Garden, the two signed a foundation-level contract together. Huang Ping slowly took out the original animal skin with a face full of pain.
"Fellow Taoist, these are ten thousand spirit stones."
Lin Changan's face was also full of pain. All his savings were really wiped out this time.
After getting the spirit stone, Huang Ping seemed to be discouraged, shaking his head with a lonely look.
"I hope fellow Taoists will not let down this ancient technique. At this age, I don't think about anything else and am ready to find a peaceful place to enjoy my old age."
"Fellow Taoist, walk slowly."
The dejected figure slowly left the Furong Garden. Lin Changan also sent the other person away melancholy, and couldn't help but smile on his face.
He has seen this technique, and it is worthy of the price. Although it requires a lot of resources, don't forget that he is an alchemist and has alchemy recipes.
Even with the help of Bai Yuzhu, he can refine batches of high-quality elixirs without any loss at all. If he buys two of the three completed elixirs, he will still make a profit, and he will use the remaining one.
In terms of loss, it means that the white jade beads need to absorb more spiritual energy, which is totally irrelevant.
"As for practicing this technique, it requires extremely pure and powerful magic power and control!" When he muttered to himself, Lin Changan smiled on his face.
With the White Jade Bead around, his pure mana and control are definitely at the limit of the same realm. As for his powerful mana, just a little more medicine will do the trick.
"Brother Lin."
But at this moment, Liu Yanran's voice came from outside the yard, and the smile on Lin Changan's face became even stronger.
Talents will be valued no matter where they are, only those who are mediocre will be ignored.
Please support me, fellow Taoists.
(End of chapter)
