A ball of golden light appeared in front of Qiu Ping. It looked like a drop of water, but it did not dissolve in the well water at all.
This thing is the [Nectar] priesthood awarded to him by the City God.
For Shinto people, the priesthood is very important, even higher than the rank. Even though this priesthood is only the lowest level, I don’t know how many people are jealous of it.
Qiu Ping spit out the Ding Shui Bead, and the [Nectar] priesthood quickly attached to it, and immediately there was a golden line on the orb.
Countless pieces of information quickly poured into Qiu Ping's brain, as if a part of the power between heaven and earth revealed its secrets to him, and he could easily control it as long as his thoughts were running.
[Nectar] The priesthood is the exclusive authority of gods such as well gods and spring gods. It has the ability to "clear the sweetness", "detoxify" and "enlighten wisdom".
This means that in the future, the water drawn from the ancient well he controls will not only be sweeter, but also neutralize some minor toxins. Long-term drinking can also enlighten wisdom.
This brought not only incense to Qiu Ping, but also long-lasting merit.
It can be predicted that in more than ten years, the people of Huang'ao Village will live longer and wiser than those in other villages, and their literary industry will be more prosperous.
If by luck the village can produce a few successful candidates and Jinshi, the benefits Qiu Ping will gain will be immeasurable.
It is precisely because of this that Qiu Ping feels more and more hot.
It feels like a company leader suddenly giving you a car, a house, and a Xiaomi. If there wasn't something fishy involved, you wouldn't believe it.
Even if he does private work for the City God, he can't deserve such a big gift.
Qiu Ping hesitated again and again, then turned into a black light and quickly swam upstream along the underground river.
"Children, look after your home for me. I'll go and come back."
And underneath his temple, countless black loach heads poked out, looking like many blackheads suddenly appeared on a smooth face, which was quite strange.
Qiu Ping was extremely fast and swam to the end of the underground river under his jurisdiction in a blink of an eye.
With a flick of his tail, he seemed to have broken through a barrier and entered a wider river.
The underground undercurrent here is obviously more turbulent, and all kinds of messy algae are like a dense network, making the originally dark river appear a bit deeper.
And among those algae, there are some malicious beings hidden vaguely. As long as they find prey, they will pounce on it without hesitation.
These underground rivers hidden underground are never completely silent, and the dangers inside are even more dangerous than those on the ground.
Feeling the eyes of the predators in the darkness, Qiu Ping exuded a little breath and instantly scared those beings away.
Just kidding, in the entire Changning County, all the really powerful people have been absorbed by Shinto.
I recall that back then, he was also the tyrannical master of this underground river.
Qiu Ping thought about the past for a moment, and continued to move forward without stopping in the present.
After swimming for about ten or twenty miles, he sensed it carefully, and after confirming a certain location, he transformed into the appearance of a boy.
He strode forward, the surrounding environment changing rapidly.
Not long after, Qiu Ping was standing in a lively market.
This market is built underwater, but it is no less noisy than the county town. It's just that the people coming and going are not humans, but various weird-looking water spirits.
Most of these spirits have a low degree of transformation, and they can only partially show their humanoid state.
For example, there is a grass carp with two legs that runs along the street, a crab with a pair of big sand bowl fists, and a frog spirit with a Mediterranean shape.
With this scene of demons dancing wildly, any mortal would probably be frightened to death. But Qiu Ping has long been accustomed to strange things. Most of the spirits have low intelligence in the early stages of practice, and their transformation depends entirely on instinct. He has seen things more abstract than this.
Many spirits in the market also took a look at Qiu Ping, and found that although he looked like a boy, his appearance had almost no characteristics of spirits, and there was a faint divine light around him, and they felt a sense of awe in their hearts.
In Changning County, gods are definitely at the top of the food chain, even if Qiu Ping is only from the ninth level.
Qiu Ping found a place to sit down, took out an alms bowl and placed it in front of him.
The bowl was filled with golden and red rolling mist, which looked like a big sun was about to jump out of the mist, strong and pure.
As soon as the alms bowl was taken out, the eyes of many spirits were straightened.
What Qiu Ping took out was none other than incense.
Incense is almost a universal existence. It can assist in spiritual practice, help in enlightenment, and can even be used to refining treasures.
There are ten strands of incense in this alms bowl, which Qiu Ping has been saving for half a year.
In normal times, he would naturally be reluctant to sell it. But in the past few days, he obtained a lot of fish food from the heaven. The fish food also contains the power of incense, and after being specially refined, it is easier to be absorbed by the aquarium.
In this case, the incense he had accumulated before was of little use and could be used to exchange for some urgently needed items.
As for why they don't sell fish food, this thing has a shady origin. If anyone recognizes it as a celestial thing, it will bring him a lot of trouble.
Qiu Ping still understands the principle of keeping wealth secret.
"Honored God, what do you plan to exchange for the power of incense?" Looking at the golden-red light in the alms bowl, a lobster spirit couldn't hold it back and came up to ask.
There is no fixed currency among the water tribes, and normal transactions are barter.
"I want to exchange for some items that can be used quickly and have great power. You can evaluate the value yourself and then exchange the items with me."
After he said this, many spirits scratched their heads, obviously unable to think of any suitable items to exchange for.
"Hiss... I have five bottles of poison that I refined myself. Can I exchange it for you for a wisp of incense?" A big snake covered in black but with a woman's face swam over and was the first to ask.
This woman's face is beautiful, but it is covered with grid-like snake patterns. She spits out snake letters when she speaks, which makes her look quite scary.
"Not enough. At least ten bottles of poison can be exchanged for a wisp of incense."
Qiu Ping glanced at the porcelain bottle she took out. It should be a high-concentration snake venom extracted from her own venom glands. In addition to being violently toxic, it also contained a strong sense of filth.
This thing is quite in line with his psychological expectations. It's just that in business, the key is to ask for a high price and pay back on the spot.
"Okay! Deal."
As soon as Qiu Ping finished speaking, the big snake responded readily, leaving all the words Qiu Ping was ready to bargain with useless.
The big snake left behind ten bottles of poison, then took away a wisp of incense from Qiu Ping and left in a hurry.
This first business was opened in such a hazy way.
The other spirits also quickly reported the items they could exchange, hoping to get a ray of incense from Qiu Ping.
