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"Oh, the entry fee is a hundred taels of silver."

Recalling the piece of spiritual stone he paid, Zhang Wei felt so distressed that he couldn't breathe.

Unlike those fairy novels in my memory where spiritual stones were traded in blocks, the spiritual stone transactions here are the same as the units used by mortal dynasties to buy and sell gold and silver, and are divided according to the "weight" of the spiritual energy contained in the spiritual stones. .

Moreover, the gold and silver in the mortal world are not as useless to immortal cultivators as in previous fairy tales.

For immortal cultivators, precious metals like gold and silver are also a resource. It is said that immortal cultivators can extract a spiritual material from gold and silver. It is very precious even to practitioners.

It is precisely because of this that Zhang Wei was able to purchase a spirit stone weighing a full kilogram with a huge sum of one hundred taels of silver. For this reason, he was often called a prodigal by the elders in the clan.

"However, if it can succeed, then the efforts will be worth it! I just hope God doesn't close this window of mine." Zhang Wei thought to himself, and then he decided to observe this town of immortal cultivators.

I saw carved phoenixes and painted phoenixes on the buildings everywhere, which were even more luxurious than his house. The main road is paved with sapphire bricks, giving it a smooth appearance with a bit of luxury.

Although the pedestrians on the road were in a hurry, they were all wearing silk and satin, the colors were bright and coordinated, a bit more so than the nobles in the royal capital where Zhang Wei went before.

Well, the disdain in his eyes was even greater.

Zhang Wei couldn't help but think to himself: "Sure enough, you can't believe all the fairy novels in the past life. It's not a high-powered world where everyone can cultivate immortals. How can a cultivator who is rare in a mortal dynasty become a fairy in the city?" Wild dogs on the roadside still have to live in shantytowns to eat bran and urinate on the roadside? No matter how poor the immortal cultivator is, he can be served by a bunch of mortals even if he has a little soul leaking between his fingers. How can he live better than my tenants? Not as good as that?”

Ignoring the gazes of these immortal cultivators, Zhang Wei walked in the darkest corner with his head lowered, heading straight for the street with the largest flow of people.

No matter where you are, commercial streets usually have the largest flow of people.

However, Zhang Wei had no intention of going to the so-called dark market to pick up troubles. Not to mention whether he had the vision, he didn't think that he, an ordinary third-rate warrior, could get a bargain from an immortal cultivator and still leave unharmed.

Therefore, his footsteps did not stop at these stalls for a moment. Zhang Wei directly focused on the shops standing on both sides of the street.

The goods in the store are a little more expensive, but at least the quality is guaranteed.

After walking along this street twice, Zhang Wei finally landed on a small shop selling exercises and Taoism. Inside the shop, there was a kind-hearted old man sitting on a recliner drinking tea, looking good. Comfortable look. Even in Linglongfang City, where people are common, the other party is considered a special one.

At first glance, you can tell that he is a retired old man who enjoys life without any shortage of money!

So Zhang Wei walked in directly.

"Um?"

Realizing that someone had entered the store, the old man on the recliner raised his eyelids and glanced at Zhang Wei. After realizing that the other person was just an ordinary person without magic power, he said with a lack of interest: "If you want to find a panacea for your elders, turn left. Over there. Baicaotang has a special sales counter. I only sell some miscellaneous books here."

Zhang Wei took out a one-two-weight spiritual stone and placed it on the low table next to the old man. Then he diligently filled the tea for the old man and then said with a smile: "Old Immortal, I'm here to consult on some matters." ”

The old man looked at the spiritual stone on the low table, curled his lips, then closed his eyes again, picked up the teacup and sipped tea leisurely: "Tell me."

Zhang Wei took the fan on the table next to him and gently fanned the old man, and asked, "Dare I ask the Immortal Master, is it really impossible to cultivate immortality without spiritual roots?"

The old man said: "Yes."

Zhang Wei was overjoyed, "Really?"

The old man raised one eye, looked at Zhang Wei with a half-smile and said: "Find a piece of heaven and earth spiritual essence, and use it to draw the spiritual energy into the body to start practicing."

"Uh... Is there no other way?" Zhang Wei's expression suddenly turned bitter when he heard this. Although he didn't know the level of this world's spiritual beings, he knew just from the name that it was not something he could hope for now.

The old man shook his head and said with a smile: "Haha, I have seen a lot of little babies like you in the past few decades, sometimes even eighty if not a hundred. They always harbor fantasies and try to achieve immortality. Forget it, there is no business now, so just Let’s chat with you kid.”

The old man asked: "You came from the Immortal Sect, right?"

Zhang Wei felt ashamed and said: "Well, I don't have spiritual roots, so I was brushed off."

"You can see it." The old man sneered: "Do you know that in ancient times, before the great changes in the world, how did our human race achieve immortality? There was no such thing as spiritual roots at that time."

Zhang Wei recalled the words of the Linglong Immortal Sect disciple who received him, and replied: "Is it because of the abundant spiritual energy?"

The old man shook his head and explained: "Yes or no, the abundance of spiritual energy in ancient times was compared to the amount of spiritual energy that monks like us can absorb now!

At that time, even the weeds on the roadside were considered to be elixirs now. However, after the black rain and filthy rocks fell from the sky, our world became full of turbidity and was no longer suitable for human beings without spiritual roots to practice. So what you have to pay attention to is that the spiritual energy does not disappear or become less, but it is polluted by the turbidity brought by the black rain and dirty stones! "

The old man said solemnly: "As long as you can find a place with abundant spiritual energy that is not polluted by turbidity, you can still enter the Tao through practicing in this precious land.

However, most of those treasures are controlled by big sects or big monsters of the monster clan. They don’t have enough for their own cultivation. Even their own bloodline may not be willing to share, so naturally they can’t share it with you. "

"Or, pray for your own luck and get a piece of heaven and earth spirit essence to practice Taoism. But I suggest you hide it after you get it. If those cultivators who have been fighting for half a lifetime at the peak of Qi Refining but suffer from the lack of spirit essence to build a foundation know about it, you will definitely die ugly. "The old man laughed, but what he said made Zhang Wei shudder.

Then, Zhang Wei talked a lot with the old man, and the old man told him a lot of his experiences when he was young. Of course, it is estimated that most of the content is his bragging, but Zhang Wei still listened very seriously.

The tea for the old man was refilled again and again, until the pot of tea was finished, the old man waved his hand and said: "Okay, okay, the little ink in my stomach has been emptied by you kid. "

Zhang Wei refilled the old man's tea, then looked at the rows of bookshelves in the store and asked, "Can I take a look at your collection of books?"

The old man closed his eyes and said, "I haven't had such a good chat with someone for a long time. Just read it casually. They are all useless books. But if you damage them, you will have to buy them with real money."

"Thank you, Immortal! Thank you, Immortal!"

Zhang Wei thanked him again and again, and then walked into the collection of books with joy. The old man couldn't help but laugh and shook his head when he saw the collection of books Zhang Wei went to.

And Zhang Wei also searched left and right in the rows of books and found a bunch of books introducing various natural treasures, regional distribution, immortal sects, or some wild stories about a famous cultivator.

Until Zhang Wei found a few dusty ancient books in a pile of books in the cultivation method section. After seeing the seal on it, the hand holding the ancient book exerted uncontrollably.

"Ancient cultivation method?"