Chen Mo poured a glass of water and drank it in one gulp.
After listening to Mu Zhanying's description, it was only now that he truly understood the size of the casual cultivator team.
In the cultivation world of the Seven Kingdoms, there are a total of two to three hundred thousand Qi Refining monks, but they only receive more than a hundred Fate-Defying Pills every ten years. With demand exceeding supply, how many tenth-level Qi Refining monks are left?
Sun Xing said that Wu Tengmu is strictly controlled by the major cultivation sects. The meaning of this move is probably to control the resources of the cultivation world, leaving this group of casual cultivators with nowhere to go. The qualified seedlings can either join Their sect will either survive or perish on its own, there is no other way.
In Chen Mo's view, these more than one hundred fate-defying pills were a delaying strategy to prevent conflicts from intensifying.
If not one was given, this group of casual cultivators would have caused trouble long ago. If they gave too much, if someone like Nascent Soul cultivator Li Tianlong happened to appear again, would the power and resources of the Seven Kingdoms be deprived again? Part of it?
"We specially hide the tokens and let the casual cultivators fight each other, so that we can reduce the number of cultivators accordingly..."
Chen Mo suddenly had such an idea in his mind. He put down his cup and said, "Two fellow Taoists, if we go to Beihuang County together, I would be willing to form an alliance. If we are looking for a token... forget it."
After a pause, he continued: "After all, this is my first time coming to the casual cultivator conference. I mainly want to increase my knowledge and don't want to take too many risks."
The spiritual power of the Yin veins flows through Chen Mo's body. In addition to having more spiritual power, another advantage is that he can freely change the spiritual power fluctuations that do not exceed his own cultivation level. This unique advantage is not weaker than some top secret techniques and those that can cover up his cultivation level. magic weapon.
However, there is also a disadvantage, that is, once disguised, the spiritual power that can be used is limited to the level of disguise.
Once it exceeds the range, the spiritual energy fluctuations on his body will turn into illusions again, which cannot be seen through except in the Dan Formation realm.
However, this had no impact on Chen Mo.
Once he decides to conceal his cultivation. Most of them don't want to show their true strength, and if they take action, they will naturally take care of the traces.
What he showed Zhao Shu and Mu Zhanying was what he looked like at the tenth level of Qi refining. This was also the level of cultivation of most of the monks Chen Mo saw in the county, so he would not be suspicious if he thought about it.
"That's it..."
Mu Zhanying looked a little disappointed: "Brother Zhao really doesn't plan to search for the Fate-defying Pill with us?"
Chen Mo said: "I'm not very good at fighting. If we really fight, it will hold you back. As I said, we can go to Beihuang County together."
"Then it's settled." Zhao Shu nodded and said, "We all have a place for each other. If anyone asks for help, we can catch up. If we go to Beihuang County, let's discuss it together."
The three of them had no objections to this matter, and they had formed a not-too-firm alliance. The two of them came and went as quickly as they came. Chen Mo also walked out of the courtyard shortly after they left, and first followed his plan. , and applied for the quota for the pill refining competition.
There are many smart people, but Chen Mo dare not say that he is the only one who has seen through the conspiracy between the cultivation sect and the casual cultivator group. The foundation-building casual cultivators and the alchemy-forming cultivators have not said anything. How can he, a small Qi-refining cultivator, pretend to be a big shot?
It's just that I'm a little more wary of the casual cultivator conference.
"There are many different flavors of wine here. You are welcome to try them!"
"A precious herb used for healing only sells for ten spiritual stones!"
The shouts of hawkers kept coming and going, and there was an endless stream of people and cars. This temporarily separated cultivation market was a noisy and lively scene.
Along the way, he asked a few kind-hearted monks. Under their surprised looks, Chen Mo walked through the crowded streets and found the registration office for the alchemy competition. In an antique attic, there were monks in gray robes. Something is being prepared inside.
"I want to sign up for the alchemy competition." Chen Mo said to the monk who was watching with a scroll in front of a table with a registration desk.
The monk put down the book and took a quick glance at it. The book actually showed pictures of erotic scenes in the secular world. This guy was really weird.
As if his good mood was disturbed, the monk glanced at Chen Mo with an unkind expression and said, "Ten low-grade spiritual stones, please pay."
"Is there a fee for registration?" Chen Mo said doubtfully.
"Ha..." The casual cultivator snorted coldly and said: "I have seen many cultivators like you who have the mentality of fishing in troubled waters. Without any restraint, wouldn't it be a waste of the resources provided by Senior Li? "
It is not easy for casual cultivators to practice, and there are even fewer cultivators who can concentrate on refining elixirs. How many can become true masters by relying on inferior alchemy furnaces and alchemy techniques described in books?
Then again, the rewards for the alchemy competition in Hengfu County were entirely prepared for the few casual cultivator families in the Seven Kingdoms, and this became something that all the casual cultivators were aware of.
For them, apart from picking up leaks outside the city, going to the arena in Beihuang County to compete has become the only way to obtain the Fate-Resisting Pill.
In this monk's opinion. Chen Mo is so young, he must have never seen any wind and waves, and his clothes are shabby. How could he be a disciple of another casual cultivator family? There is a high probability that he has mastered some basic knowledge of alchemy and came here to try his luck.
There were many monks who had the same idea as him. He had met thirty or forty of them this morning. He hesitated when he heard about the spirit stone, so he subconsciously included Chen Mo among them.
Although his tone was not very good, Chen Mo didn't bother to argue with this kind of person. Without saying a word, he took out ten spiritual stones and placed them on the table. The latter raised his eyebrows and seemed to be surprised, but he didn't say anything. Say something, and handed a token made of wood to Chen Mo.
Chen Mo took it and looked through it. On the front was a lifelike dragon, and on the back was a number marked one hundred, five and thirteen.
"At a quarter after three days, go to the central location of Hengfu County to compete. By the way, you are not more than thirty years old, right?" The monk who gave Chen Mo the token suddenly remembered something and asked again. .
"No." Chen Mo was moved in his heart and asked: "Can't the contestants in Beihuang County be over thirty years old?"
"Of course, this is a competition among elite casual cultivators. What are you asking some 180-year-old bad old men to do here, beg and perform?"
After he said it casually, he picked up the book and read it with interest, no longer paying attention to Chen Mo.
He does not mean that. Chen Mo's mind suddenly paused and he thought of something. He is already twenty-four years old this year. When the next casual cultivator conference is held, he will no longer be able to win the Fate-Destroying Pill due to his age. How to return what you owe Li Qing?
"How about I participate in both competitions?"
With the help of black stones, even with Yin spirit power, Chen Mo's cultivation speed was much faster than ordinary people. He guessed that the younger generation of the casual cultivator family was at the level of the twelfth level of Qi refining. It shouldn't be difficult to fight against the enemy.
It’s not that Chen Mo is strong, but that the people he has interacted with in the past few years are all elites among casual cultivators, such as Li Yanjun and Chu Keqing... Let him deal with these cultivators, most of whom are at the tenth level of Qi Refining, and adults. Bullying a child is no different.
However, Chen Mo still understood the principle of beating the old master to death with random punches, and he would always bear in mind the four words of being cautious and low-key.
Chen Mo didn't have many spiritual stones in his hand. Before going to Beihuang County, it would be better to convert the ice muscle grass into spiritual stones first.
The most prosperous area of Hengfu County has a street that runs from north to south. There are more than a dozen large and small houses on it, high or low.
Some are lofts, others are small bungalows, and so on.
These are all shops that sell spiritual materials and herbs, and some also sell strange and weird things. Chen Mo was not stupid enough to set up a stall and sell ice muscle grass, nor did he recklessly go in and take it out after identifying a certain house.
He first walked back and forth on this street, writing down the size of each shop and the size of the medicinal herbs that could be seen on display. Finally, he entered the grandest of the shops and the one with the most monks coming and going.
Before he officially stepped in, a faint scent of medicine hit his face, "Red Qingcao?" Chen Mo subconsciously looked at the incense burners on both sides. It seemed that this store was really well done, with dozens of spiritual stones each. The herb that calmed the monk's mood was used as a tool to welcome guests.
He smiled slightly, thinking that he was finally in the right place, and it was better than entering those stores where he didn't know what he was selling.
A young man who looked like a waiter came over and said enthusiastically: "Welcome to Shangxian, do you need help introducing the medicinal materials and elixirs in the store? The items in our store are great value for money, and you will definitely be satisfied with Shangxian. of."
Chen Mo said calmly: "Do you want to collect the spiritual grass? I want to sell one."
The young waiter was slightly startled when he heard this, and then immediately nodded and said: "Of course I will accept it. Please ask the Immortal to move and follow me here."
Under his leadership, Chen Mo walked to a remote corner on the first floor, where a white-haired old man at the eleventh level of Qi Refining sat, closing his eyes to rest.
"Shangxian, what is the name of the spiritual grass you want to sell? Please report it to the adult in charge."
The young waiter was afraid of waking up the immortal by greeting him, but Chen Mo took out a few more street stalls. He must be the one who was punished, so he had to ask clearly before reporting.
"Ice muscle grass." Chen Mo looked around and saw that no one was paying attention to him, so he whispered.
The young waiter nodded. Although he didn't know what ice muscle grass was, the name was not bad at all. So he gently pushed the white-haired old man awake, and after speaking in his ear, the latter slowly walked away. He opened his eyes, glanced at Chen Mo thoughtfully, and said, "Follow me."
Chen Mo secretly laughed in his heart. He had already seen that the old guy was pretending to sleep when he walked over. When he told the name of the ice muscle grass, his thin body trembled slightly. At this moment, he pretended to be confident. , just want to cut more prices.
The two entered from the narrow passage on the other side and came to a quiet room. There were some antique tables and chairs in it, which were elegantly and comfortably furnished.
On the sandalwood table in the middle of the room, there is also a plate of crystal clear spiritual fruits, which look so tender and juicy that people can't help but want to take a bite.
"Please take a seat."
The white-haired old man introduced himself: "Just call me Uncle Huang. I wonder if you have the ice muscle grass that the little brother mentioned with you. Can you let me take a look at it?"
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