Hearing this, Lu Zhong shook his head.
"If you don't have enough spiritual stones, just buy basic exercises."
In this regard, Manager Qin could only smile with regret.
On the way back, he saw a monk selling talisman paper at a stall. Seeing that the quality of the talisman paper was not bad, he bought one along the way.
When he entered the alley where the small shabby house was located, Lu Zhong suddenly remembered that he seemed to have forgotten to buy some food.
Today, he is no longer as strapped for money as before, and there is no need to eat rice anymore.
In addition, I have already purchased the basic exercises, so it is time to buy some spiritual rice to assist in my practice.
Otherwise, just by absorbing the spiritual energy of Qingliu Xu, I might not be able to reach the ninth level of Qi refining before the age of sixty.
So Lu Zhong turned around and walked to the rice shop on the street and bought ten kilograms of Qinghe spiritual rice for one spiritual stone.
This kind of spiritual rice just doesn't taste very good, but it has a lot of spiritual energy, which is just right for him who is currently short of money. When you have more spirit stones in the future, it won’t be too late to consider the taste of food.
Making a fire to cook, Lu Zhong looked at his little shabby house that was infested with insects and mold, and he had the idea of repairing it.
But the small broken house is nominally owned by the Qingyang Clan, so the repairs of the house must be reported to the management disciples first, otherwise they will be accused of destroying the Qingyang Clan's assets, and they will lose their skin even if they don't die.
After such a hand, even if they use ordinary craftsmen and ordinary masonry and wood, it will still cost one spirit stone to repair the small dilapidated house.
"This money is really worthless!" Lu Zhong sighed helplessly.
…
Time flies so fast, half a month has passed in the blink of an eye.
The small shabby house has been repaired by craftsmen. The appearance is not completely new, but at least it is no longer infested with insects and mold. Rain and air leaks have become a thing of the past. It can be called a normal residence.
In terms of making talismans, Lu Zhong is still practicing day and night.
The proficiency in drawing cleansing talismans is getting higher and higher, and the success rate of making talismans has also increased, slowly increasing to 40%.
Under normal circumstances, it usually takes a novice charm maker two to three years to achieve such a high success rate. Even with the guidance of a charm master, it will take at least half a year to one year. Year.
The reason why Lu Zhong was able to make such rapid progress was mainly due to the mysterious gray fog space.
And regarding this gray fog space that can recall memories, he has discovered a new little trick.
By comparing your memory of daily talisman making with that of the old book seller's memory of drawing cleaning talismans, you can promptly correct your mistakes in the talisman making process to achieve relatively correct talisman making practice.
This is equivalent to having a talisman master giving guidance every day.
This is much happier than those novice Talisman Makers who are apprentices. After all, the Talisman Master's advice cannot come every day, and it often takes a while to please. Only when they are satisfied with their master's service will they be willing to teach them something real.
It was precisely because of the discovery of this wonderful use of gray fog space that Lu Zhong made extremely rapid progress.
The 40% success rate of making clean talismans is enough for him to maintain his basic needs. In the eyes of outsiders, he can be regarded as a qualified talisman maker.
In the room illuminated by dim firelight, Lu Zhong looked at the empty rice vat. Remembering that tomorrow was the day when the market opened, he decided to sell the thirty-two cleansing charms he had just drawn and buy some spiritual rice to help. Practice.
He also didn't expect that in just twelve days, he would develop the habit of eating spiritual rice every day to practice.
It is probably impossible to eat Hui Ling Rice again.
Thanks to those ten kilograms of green rice, Lu Zhong's progress in cultivation was not small at all.
The Shuimu Sword Technique is indeed a basic skill that is easy to learn but difficult to master. In less than half a month, his cultivation level has increased a lot, and his total spiritual power has increased from being able to support the drawing of twenty cleansing talismans every day. Gradually it increased to the current thirty times.
He had a hunch that as long as he continued to practice by taking spiritual rice every day, he would be able to break through to the second level of Qi refining in less than half a year.
…
The next day.
It was still dark, so Lu Zhong got up early.
After washing up, he went out with all the cleaning charms he had drawn.
Since he got up early, Lu Zhong found a good position.
It didn't take long for him to successfully sell five cleaning charms, thinking that this was a good start.
But as soon as he accepted the talisman money, Lu Zhong touched it and suddenly realized something was wrong.
After inputting spiritual power into it, he was immediately stunned.
"What, fake talisman money!"
The production process of talisman paper is very complicated, with hundreds of processes, in order to make the paper produced have spiritual energy conduction properties, so that the finished product can be regarded as talisman paper.
The five pieces of paper he is holding now look exactly like the talisman paper. Judging from the texture, they should be made of talisman grass, but their spiritual energy conductivity is almost non-existent.
Such paper cannot be used as talisman paper and can only be called yellow paper.
Lu Zhong suddenly became depressed, knowing that his happiness was in vain.
"You liar who has been stabbed a thousand times, don't let me see you again!"
Fortunately, only five cleaning charms were defrauded, and the loss was not serious. The law enforcement team of Qingliuxu was famous for only paying attention to money. Even reporting a crime required payment, so they could not be expected to find the scammer.
So he can only learn from it and gain wisdom.
It can also be regarded as giving yourself a long memory.
As the sun rises, the streets become increasingly crowded.
Lu Zhong was pleasantly surprised to find that there were surprisingly many monks visiting Qingliu Ruins today.
The talismans he sold were particularly popular, almost as much as he took.
With a thought in his heart, Lu Zhong raised the price of the cleaning talisman to five talisman dollars.
But even so, all the cleaning charms are still sold out.
After careful calculation, one hundred and thirty-five talisman coins were pocketed today.
Lü Zhong was overjoyed. When he asked the stall owner next to him, he realized that today was the birthday of the Qingyang Patriarch that happens every ten years.
"Yeah, why did I forget!"
He patted his head and remembered that today was an extremely special day.
"No, I have to get to the street quickly, otherwise it will be too late!"
The birthday of the Qingyang Patriarch is very important to the Qingyang Sect, and it is also a good day for the casual cultivators under their rule. According to the practice over the years, the Qingyang Sect will hold sermons in various places at this time.
Qingliuxu is no exception. Qingyang Sect disciples will appear at that time to teach the participating monks their cultivation experience, and one or two lucky people will be selected to answer the confusion they encounter during their cultivation.
For a group of casual cultivators, this is like a piece of cake falling from the sky.
Because the disciples of the Qingyang Sect who preach are at least in the late stages of Qi refining, their cultivation experience is of great use to the casual cultivators who are almost all in the early stages of Qi refining.
Thinking of this, Lu Zhong felt regretful.
But there was no regret medicine in the world of cultivation, so he had no choice but to run as hard as he could in order to get a seat at the sermon meeting.
When we got to the street, it was indeed overcrowded.
Near the dock, a three-foot-high square platform has been erected, with a large red-lacquered table on it, complete with three animals and nine trays of different tributes.
Because I arrived late, the futons on the floor had already been sat on.
But Lu Zhong didn't care about this and found an open space to sit down.
