The next day.
Fengming Tower.
Zhou Yi specially opened a private room.
Four casual cultivator formation masters arrived one after another. The young one was eighty or ninety years old, and the old one was over a hundred years old.
"Invite a few fellow Taoists today to earn spiritual stones together!"
Zhou Yi didn't waste any time and directly explained the Lost Tracing Formation and Fangshi List.
The old formation master was silent for a moment and said: "This method is not complicated. I have some familiar Taoist friends. Are you not afraid of cutting off your business?"
“Cooperation benefits both sides!”
Zhou Yi said with a smile: "If we fight with each other, it will only drive down the price of the formation flag. We are all brothers in the same sect, and we will not tear ourselves apart for a mere spiritual stone. In the end, we are the ones doing the work!"
Another formation master asked: "What is the price for collecting the formation flag?"
Zhou Yi said: "I will sell the five spiritual stones to the market at the same price. I have to trouble you to arrange them at your door."
The old formation master asked strangely: "Why don't you take the opportunity to make a profit?"
"If you make the difference, that's business. I'm a junior, so I just want to make friends with a few seniors!"
Zhou Yi surrendered his hands and played a circle of Daoji. Earning spiritual stones was just a casual thing. Taking this opportunity to make friends with the formation master was the key.
After practicing in Xiaodan Mountain for more than twenty years, Zhou Yi discovered early on that whether it was a sect, a family or an individual, the inheritance of the Four Arts of Immortal Cultivation was more important than life.
Zhou Yi expressed his understanding of this. How could a craftsman be revealed so easily that generations of people have been eating for him.
There was silence in the box for a long time, and the old formation master cupped his hands and said.
"Fellow Daoist Zhu, poor Taoist Pang Hai, please give me some advice."
"The poor Taoist Wang Yue will come to visit you tomorrow."
"The poor Taoist Liu Lai..."
Either they were tempted by a large sum of spirit stones, or they wanted to form a small circle of formation masters, inform each other of their names, and agree to exchange formation methods on a regular basis in the future.
"There's one more thing. We need to have a unified voice."
Zhou Yi achieved his goal and said with a smile: "We are doing something for the government. We must arrange a set of spiritual stones and collect a set of spiritual stones. No matter what the reason is, we must not delay the payment!"
"That's how it should be!"
The four of them immediately understood that if Xiaodanshan delayed the settlement of the spiritual stones, the account would be wiped out if an accident happened to their lives one day.
Rogue cultivators would not be so naive as to think that the righteous sect must follow the rules!
…
After one month.
The law enforcement team claimed that they had not caught the spiritual stone thief and had issued a meritorious mission to remind the monks to turn a blind eye when meditating.
The casual cultivators were immediately in an uproar.
The office has timely launched a cave upgrade package. You only need to pay eighty-eight spirit stones to receive the blessing of the Mysterious Array, and a professional, efficient, and city-certified array master will come to your door to decorate it!
When Zhou Yi heard the price, he suddenly felt a little guilty in his heart.
"Infinite Heavenly Lord! The poor Taoist must sit down and discuss the Tao to get rid of the inner demons!"
…
To the west of Xiaodan Mountain, Cave No. 902.
Zhou Yi put on the temporarily borrowed sky blue robe, knocked on the door, and said loudly.
"Fellow Daoist Xu is here, but Zhu Gang, the poor Taoist, is responsible for setting up the confusion array for you."
A hole was opened in the door. The monk surnamed Xu observed that there was no one around Zhou Yi, and then he opened the door.
"Fellow Daoist Zhu, please come in."
When Zhou Yi entered the door, he saw that the left and right wing rooms had been demolished, and the yard was divided into four small medicinal fields, in which the concentration flowers were in full bloom.
"No wonder we have been urged to set up the formation earlier. The Concentration Flower in this courtyard is worth at least three to four hundred spirit stones."
Zhou Yi found that he had underestimated the wealthy casual cultivators. They pretended to be poor and poor, and could not bear to go to Fengming Tower even in ten years. In fact, they all had a lot of wealth.
After all, farming is the slowest way to earn spiritual stones, and you can save dozens of them every year. There are very few fights in the city, and you can have a net worth of over a thousand within 20 to 30 years.
Only Zhou Yi is really poor!
Zhou Yi has already arranged hundreds of formations, and quickly placed formation inscriptions around the cave, and finally activated the lost formation with formation flags.
Wisps of clouds and mist appeared in the originally bright cave, making it blurry from the outside.
"Put away this formation flag. The tracking formation can only be activated within the cave."
The formation flag is not a magic weapon. In detail, it is closer to the talisman seal, but the drawing is more complicated. The Lost Formation Flag is made of black iron as its pole and monster animal skin as its surface, with dozens of formation inscriptions engraved on it.
The monk surnamed Xu used mana to refine the formation flag, opened and closed the formation several times in succession, and nodded with satisfaction: "Not bad."
"If the formation is damaged, you can report it to the office. The repair fee is one spiritual stone."
Zhou Yi warned him about the precautions and was about to turn around and leave.
The monk surnamed Xu suddenly whispered: "Is there any loophole in this mysterious formation?"
Zhou Yi shook his head and said: "Fellow Taoist, you are worrying too much!"
The monk surnamed Xu shook his sleeves and dropped a spiritual stone: "Are you serious?"
"I promise with my Taoist heart, absolutely not!"
Zhou Yi silently took the spirit stone and swore to the sky.
Since then.
Zhou Yi is busy arranging formations every day, ranging from seven to eight sets to three to five sets.
Including the extra income, an average of thirty spiritual stones are received, which is roughly the same as Lingtian's annual income.
"Sure enough, technology and monopoly can make you rich!"
Zhou Yi has been busy for more than two months, and basically all the caves have arranged formations.
At first, there were some casual cultivators who resisted, but as their colleagues were protected by formations, their own caves were too shabby, so while scolding the market for being evil, they gritted their teeth and paid the spirit stone.
After excluding the cost, the net profit was 2,200 spirit stones.
"Go and celebrate first!"
…
Fengming Tower.
After the discussion, Zhou Yi lay down on the soft bed to rest.
Taoist friend Ye Yu'er hugged him from behind, murmuring in a dreamy voice.
"Zhou Lang, let's become Taoist couples!"
Zhou Yi's eyes widened with fright, he pulled her hand away without leaving a trace, turned around and said.
"Why do you say that suddenly?"
"I heard from people in recent days that Zhou Lang has earned thousands of spiritual stones and can buy the cave directly."
Ye Yu'er said gently: "The Yin and Yang techniques I practice can not only increase my magic power, but also have a miraculous effect on breaking through bottlenecks after being completed..."
"Don't say that!"
Zhou Yi quickly stood up from the bed, put on his clothes, and refused repeatedly.
"I can't be selfish and delay other fellow Taoists' path to immortality!"
After saying that, his figure flickered, jumped out of the window, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Return to the courtyard.
The harmony of yin and yang not only did not make Zhou Yi feel comfortable, but made him irritable.
"The news of possessing a large sum of spiritual stones has spread throughout Xiaodan Mountain. Even the fellow Taoists in Fengming Tower have strange thoughts, not to mention the evil cultivators hiding in the dark. This hidden danger must be solved!"
Zhou Yi thought for a moment and made a plan.
…
Tiangong Pavilion.
The owner of the shop here knows a special weapon-refining technique, which can collect natural objects such as sky thunder and earth fire, and condense them into orbs with a secret method, so he named it Tiangong.
Once the magic power is activated, the sky thunder roars with terrifying power.
Zhou Yi swaggered in and directly greeted the waiter to ask.
"How many thunder beads are there now?"
The waiter recognized Zhou Yi's identity and said respectfully: "Mr. Zhou, there are only five in the store at the moment. If you want more, you have to wait for the boss to refine it."
“Bought them all!”
Zhou Yi took out five hundred spirit stones from the storage bag and replaced them with five red, round black iron beads as big as a child's fist.
Purple textures are engraved on the surface of the iron beads, shining like thunder in the sky. They feel a little tingling when held in the hand. I don't know if it's due to a leakage of electricity or if it's just like that.
The low-grade magic weapon is about the size of a Bailing Stone, which is equivalent to a disposable Sky Thunder Bead, which is enough to prove the power of the Thunder Bead.
Zhou Yi put three of them in his storage bag and held two in his hand, spinning them around as if playing with the iron gall in his fingers. He walked around the trading area and greeted people he met when he met acquaintances.
"Fellow Daoist Sun, how is business today?"
