World of Cultivation

Blurred like an illusion, the brilliance floats, and the east in the night is as bright as day.

The lanterns on both sides of the street released bright and soft rays of light, the sky was constantly chirping from various spirit beasts, and the light dragged by the flying magic weapon was more eye-catching than the meteor shower. The cool night not only did not reduce the flow of people, but made it more lively. At this time, all the merchants also exerted their strength, and I saw that all the clerks were all dressed in neat uniforms, standing at the door on the left and right, one holding a copper rattle, and the other holding a gossip silver mirror.

The clerk holding the copper bell shook the bronze bell gently, and the melodious voice spread from the copper rattle: "Our shop sells magic weapons with a complete range of high quality and low prices. Whether you are an apprentice during the qi refining period, or a gold Danqi master, our shop can meet your needs..."

The bronze bell is engraved with a voiceless mantra. The sound is calm and neutral, never harsh, and it will not disturb people after listening for a long time.

The clerk holding the silver gossip mirror cooperated tacitly, and at the same time acted the magic trick, only to see the light of the silver gossip mirror flickering, and above his head, magical illusions of different forms suddenly appeared, and the shapes were vivid and moving. And as the sound of the copper bell changed, the illusion above his head also changed like a revolving beacon. This is a jellyfish tactic, which is born with an illusion and turns the fake into the real.

If two merchants face each other, they can often see the clerks on both sides glaring at each other, the copper bell in their hands is shaking rapidly, and the silver mirror of gossip is also flashing rapidly.

There are similar scenes on both sides of the street.

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This is the city that never sleeps, the important town of Dongfu!

Zuo Mo is no stranger to the prosperous city, but he is not used to it, and he doesn't come much. If you hadn't bought Fengxing Zhihe, it would not have been easy to come to Dongfu.

No matter how colorful the streets are, there will always be crossroads. Zuo Mo's eyes are blank, he is lost.

Damn, lost again!

He patted his head in annoyance and pain.

In desperation, Zuo Mo walked under a banyan tree by the street, raised his face, and saw many red birds standing on the branches. The bird is red all over and has long bright red tail feathers. It flies like a flame behind it, and it is called the flame bird.

They are intelligent and psychic, can understand people's words, and are good at knowing the way. Many cities use them as signposts, but it's not a free service.

Zuo Mo threw a first-grade spar into the air in pain, and a flame bird swooped down from the tree with its wings spread, grabbed the spar accurately, and swallowed it in its stomach.

"Freedom Market." Zuo Mo shouted.

The flaming bird circled a few times above his head, then fluttered in one direction.

Zuo Mo hurriedly followed behind the flaming bird. The flaming bird did not fly very fast. The long tail feathers had a starting point of red light, which was very dazzling in the night.

A little bit of red light fell in the air, and soon disappeared. Walking through the street lined with lanterns, quietly listening to all kinds of hawkers, quietly watching the changes in the hallucinations on both sides of the street, thinking of the mood when I opened my eyes two years ago, and unconsciously, Zuo Mo was silent.

He sighed in his heart, and a slightly sad mood permeated.

The clear chirping of the flaming bird woke him up, and when he saw the Freedom Market not far away, he was instantly refreshed. The flame bird circled a few times above his head, turning around and leaving with a stream of red light. Zuo Mo waved at the departing Flaming Bird.

The free market is the most frequent place for low-level cultivators. The so-called free market means that anyone can set up a stall here to sell goods. You only need to buy Linglong House, pay some fees, and you can sell things freely.

The price of Linglong House is much lower than that of shops, and it is usually about the size of a palm, so it is very convenient to carry around. Many cultivators will buy one to carry with them, so they don't need to worry about not having a place to live when they go out.

The things sold here are much cheaper than ordinary shops, but it takes time to find them.

The Free Market is like a huge Go board, divided into one square, each of which can accommodate ten exquisite houses placed side by side with their backs to each other.

Soon, Zuo Mo found his target.

"Yo, Brother Mo, you're here!" The owner of the shop was a man in his mid-twenties, with a sharp head and a rat's brain, and his eyes were rolling. His name is Fu Jin, his talent is mediocre, and he doesn't have much interest in cultivation. Now he is only at the level of the third level of Qi refining, so he simply starts a business. He is good at drilling camps, has a wide path, and basically has everything, whether it is low-level magic weapons or some magic tricks, he can get it.

Zuo Mo didn't talk nonsense: "Has what I want arrived?"

"Of course!" Fu Jin patted his dry chest and said with a smile: "If you want Brother Mo, how dare I not give up my strength!"

After he finished speaking, he groped in the small cloth bag around his waist. Zuo Mo stared at the small cloth bag around Fu Jin's waist with red eyes. Although the small cloth bag was inconspicuous, it was a third-grade treasure bag.

But soon, Zuo Mo's eyes were attracted by the small thing in Fu Jin's hand. The green jade piece, one finger wide and two knuckles long, is a jade slip.

"But Brother Mo, don't blame me for not reminding you. There are not many people who can fully learn the five five-element techniques in this Lingzhi Jade Slip." Fu Jin said seriously: "With Brother Mo [Little Cloud Rain Art] With the strength of the third layer, why not buy a water magic jade slip? Don't think that my little brother is noisy, I have seen a lot over the years. Now I understand a little bit.

Zuo Mo said seriously, "Thank you, Brother Fu."

The other party is for his own good, and he still understands this.

Seeing Zuo Mo's insistence, Fu Jin didn't say much, and handed him the jade slip: "The price has been mentioned, twenty second-grade spar."

Zuo Mo readily paid the spar.

Twenty second-grade spar is a big deal, and the mood of paying the gold is also much better. He smiled and said, "If Brother Mo can really learn everything, hey, then he will become a spiritual husband, then the treatment, hey. , don't forget to promote the younger brother!"

Zuo Mo grinned, and bowed his hands expressionlessly: "I borrowed the little brother Ji Yan. Ling Zhifu needs at least three techniques to cultivate to the third level, but it's not that easy."

Both parties are happy when the transaction is completed.

Most of the spar on his body disappeared, but Zuo Mo didn't feel much distress. Carefully place the jade slip close to the body, this is a treasure.

After buying the jade slip, Zuo Mo was ready to go back to the mountain. Although it is a bit hard to catch the night road, if you spend the night in Dongfu, you will definitely have to spend money.

Without Linggu, Xiao Huang seemed to have become a lot more agile, and flew towards Wukong Mountain with Zuo Mo.

Back at the Wukong Mountain residence, it was already late at night.

Under the starry sky, Zuo Mo was lying on the roof with aches and pains all over his body, holding the jade slip in front of his eyes with his fingers, squinting his eyes, his expression unable to express satisfaction.

In Jianhe Prefecture, there are many people who plant. Like Wukong Jianmen, about 70% of the outer sect disciples choose to plant when they choose a task. The sect will also teach some planting techniques, [Little Cloud and Rain Art] is one of them. But the sect only teaches the most basic, Wukong Jianmen is a sect of sword cultivation, there are quite a few sword tricks, and other techniques are pitiful.

Planting is a profound knowledge. Zuo Mo, who has been a disciple of the outer sect for two consecutive years, has a deep understanding of this point.

The jade slip contains five five-element spells, all of which are related to planting, including the [Little Cloud and Rain Art]. When he saw this, a stone fell in his heart, and it was worth it! Yu Jianli's explanation of the [Little Cloud and Rain Art] is more comprehensive and profound than what he has realized.

Pay Jin is right, it is more realistic to specialize in one subject.

But Zuo Mo has his own ideas.

But if you can learn the five five-element techniques, and three of them reach the third level, you can become a spiritual planter. If [Little Cloud Rain Art] hadn't broken through the third layer, he wouldn't have this idea. But if he can comprehend the third layer of the [Little Cloud and Rain Art], it means that he has a good talent in the five elements.

Like he turned over these spirit valleys, in exchange for the contribution of the sect, he could get a good set of swordsmanship.

But he didn't do it, what did he want Jianjue to do? Chopping wood?

In contrast, implantation is much more practical. Even if you don't learn everything, the more you learn, the greater your ability to grow. There are not many others in the door, and the barren spiritual fields that no one has planted are everywhere. If you have enough spiritual fields, you will be able to grow more spiritual valleys and more spar...

Thinking about it, Zuo Mo's mind became clearer and drowsiness disappeared.

He sat up, stretched out his palm, and touched his face. The muscles on his face are stiff, as hard as wood, which is why it is always difficult for him to have other expressions.

He doesn't care about beauty and ugliness, he cares about another thing.

The faint starlight sprinkled on the courtyard, reflecting a little silver light, like a cold night fog that gradually rose, and there was a bit of sadness in Zuo Mo's expressionless eyes.

Two years ago, when the head of Wukong Jianmen was on his way back to the sect, he picked up the unconscious Zuo Mo and brought him back to the sect. From the moment he woke up, he found that his memory was blank. In the past two years, he tried everything he could, but couldn't find any trace of his memory two years ago.

He found something unusual about himself, and that was his face. His face was as stiff as a stone, and he couldn't make any expression. The head said that this may be a rare disease. Also because of this face, he was not welcomed by his apprentices and brothers at first, and suffered a lot of grievances.

But he didn't hate the face, he was one of the only two clues he could find. Maybe one day, this wooden face can remind him.

who am I...where is my home...

Another clue is the recurring dream. whose voice is that? Let him not forget what?

I have forgotten everything!

With a sigh in his heart, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com shook his head, as if trying to get these thoughts out of his mind. He picked up Yingui next to him and injected spiritual power into it.

Yin Gui is one of the most popular magic weapons in the cultivation world nowadays. It consists of a base and a disc jade Gui. It is equipped with a talisman array and can listen to the sound transmission of the large talisman array. Zuo Mo's Yingui is the most simple one, with a square nanmu base supporting a palm-sized circular jade. After the spiritual power was injected, the surface of Yugui flashed with light, the color changed, and the melodious voice came out from the inside.

"A violent conflict broke out again in the blood world of Dutian. Twelve cultivator camps were attacked by large-scale demons at the same time, causing heavy casualties."

"Zhou Dingjianmen has discovered another new realm. At present, there are a large number of crystal ore found in the exploration. It is reported that more than fifteen sects have sent senior cultivators at the same time. Moreover, due to the large number of indigenous people in this realm, some practitioners in the industry predict that this will be possible. As a result, the price of repair slaves in the market has fallen sharply..."

"Since he killed Seymuda, the famous master of the demon clan, the Xishang Jianmen in the western business world wanted to refine his life ling into a flying sword. Today, the flying sword was finally released. Experts estimate that this golden ling sword will reach an astonishing seventh rank! The Western Business Sword Sect will add another sharp weapon!"

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Under the starlight, Zuo Mo listened quietly. When he just woke up, this crude Yin Gui helped him gradually understand the world.

It was also from then on that he developed the habit of listening to Yingui every day.

Whenever he was upset, he would turn on Yingui and listen quietly, and his mood would gradually calm down.

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