Eternal Life: From Refining Puppets to Cultivate for Me

The rain is coming.

Su Qing felt a little heavy.

Although he spent most of his time refining these days, he occasionally went out to buy materials and heard a few words about the current situation in the front camp.

As the monsters occupied the low mountain defense line, they seemed to be digesting the fruits of victory and did not immediately attack the forward camp.

Thinking about it, people are afraid of monsters and monsters, and monsters are also afraid of people.

If something had not happened in the Hundred Beasts Mountain Range, they would have lost their way to survive and would not have gone down to fight the human monks.

Now that they have a low mountain with branches of spiritual veins to support their cultivation, there is no need for the monster beasts to fight to the death with the human monks for the time being.

But this situation will obviously not last long.

As monsters descend from the Hundred Beasts Mountain Range one after another, the resources currently occupied cannot support more and more monsters.

The monsters will definitely look forward again!

"The calm before the storm, I don't know how long it will last."

Su Qing whispered to himself that guarding the forward camp was something that Yunshan Sect disciples needed to worry about, so he shouldn't worry about it blindly.

As a so-called outer disciple with only a short-term establishment and no basic benefits, Su Qing consciously walked to the stall area.

He cupped his hands towards a middle-aged stall owner with a square face and a thin coat, and asked with a smile:

"My Taoist friends are polite. I want to set up a stall here, but I don't know who is in charge of this place. What is the rent? What are the rules?"

According to the rules of Baiyunfang City, or Tianxiafang City, as long as a large-scale trading place is formed, there must be a strong person to collect rent and taxes, and the frontier camps must not be exempt from this rule.

The middle-aged stall owner sells some simple and mysterious items. If he is allowed to sell and boast, every item in this stall has a great origin. It may be a secret treasure produced by Dang Neng Cave, or a sacred relic from ancient times.

But in fact, among a hundred items, maybe only one has some value. Naturally, few of the experienced casual cultivators in the front camp would be fooled by such a half-cheated business.

Therefore, his business was extremely cold. When Su Qing asked, he replied calmly:

"This area is currently under the control of the Rat King Team. The rent is only ten spiritual crystals per day. As for the rules, there are no rules except that you cannot buy or sell by force!"

"Rat King Team? Niu Ya escaped back?"

Su Qing wondered, Aishan's defense line collapsed, and the four original hunting teams were the first to bear the brunt. They all suffered heavy losses. Niu Ya had not returned to the forward camp, and everyone thought he was dead.

"It doesn't matter whether Niu Ya is dead or not. Anyway, most of their team has returned, and they are all warriors who are good at fighting.

The Yunshan Sect wants them to work hard and leave this area to them. We can just dig out the spiritual crystals! "

The middle-aged stall owner, whose business was not doing well and who might not be able to earn back the rent, had no patience to chat with Su Qing anymore. He tightened his thin jacket tightly and stopped talking.

Seeing him like this, Su Qing realized belatedly that it was already the beginning of winter.

But it's winter and the weather is getting colder. As a monk, it's not like he can't resist the cold wind.

He removed the cold-proof effect of the dust-proof robe on his body and faced the cold.

It felt like the exposed skin was being scraped with a knife, and Lian turned on the effect of the robe.

This kind of cold air is definitely not caused by normal seasonal changes. No wonder along the way, I saw many casual cultivators wearing thin coats.

It would be more respectable to wear robes. Su Qing secretly thought that it would be comfortable to have the spiritual crystal.

He handed over his hands and wanted to say goodbye to the middle-aged stall owner and went to look for the person in charge of the stall area, but unexpectedly, he glanced at the stall owner's stall and found a special object.

This object seemed to be a broken fragment on a stone wall, about the size of a palm, in clear gray color, with a black line without a head or tail, like a part of a rune.

"Fellow Taoist, are you interested in this Daotian Talisman Wall?"

The middle-aged stall owner made a living from this, and he had such a sophisticated eye. When Su Qing looked at the broken wall, he put on a smile, leaned over and asked.

"It's just a broken wall, how dare you call it Dao Tianfu Wall?" Su Qing sneered.

The so-called Daotian Talisman Wall is rumored to be a mural that reaches the sky with countless Dao patterns recorded on it.

If you can understand all the Dao patterns on the wall of this talisman, you will be able to practice all kinds of skills. If you set up the ladder to the sky, you can reach the blue clouds by raising your feet, so it is called Dao Tian.

If it really fell off the talisman wall, even just a piece of broken wall would attract Master Jindan to fight for it. How could it be casually placed on the stall by a casual cultivator.

The middle-aged stall owner also knew that bragging too outrageously would not fool anyone, so he continued:

"This wall is not a real wall, but it is a real work made by Lin Shanlu, the fourth-level talisman master of Penglai Shangguo Yuanying, who copied the real wall.

Even though we can't figure out the true meaning, even if we are lucky enough to collect it, it is still a beautiful thing! "

Lin Shanlu, a figure who is well-known among all the monks in the Xihai cultivation world. It is said that he once obtained a piece of Daotian Talisman Wall and realized the Tao pattern from it, and he has been out of control since then.

As a talisman master, he can command the West Sea. A single talisman can calm the sea for a million miles, making the Penglai Immortal Kingdom where he lives become one of the three major immortal kingdoms in the West Sea.

If this person really copied the real wall, this broken wall would be priceless.

After all, although it cannot be compared with the real Dao pattern broken wall, the imitation brings together Zhen Yuanying's understanding of this Dao pattern.

For low-level monks like them, it is easier to understand and may be more practical than the real wall.

But how can a true copying work be produced casually by a casual practitioner of Qi Refining?

In Su Qing's opinion, this piece of broken wall must be that of the disciples of the Penglai Sect. After seeing the real-life works produced by the elders of the sect, some of them, who were short of money, copied the cat and painted the tiger by themselves, and then spread the word.

When it was passed into the hands of this casual cultivator, this broken wall had gone through countless copies, and it was already far different from the original real wall.

"Three spiritual crystals, this piece of broken stone is needed for the trail. The material is not bad, but it is suitable for melting to refine the puppet."

Su Qing squeezed the broken wall indifferently and said without caring.

The middle-aged stall owner's face turned cold.

"Fellow Taoist, are you joking? Three spiritual crystals are simply insulting such a treasure. Isn't this treasure, which combines the mysteries of ancient Taoist patterns and the insights of Yuanying Taoist, not worth ten spiritual crystals?"

"Five!" Su Qing turned around to leave.

"Okay, then six, and the extra one should be used as a filial piety to Master Lin!"

Six spiritual crystals were exchanged for a piece of broken wall that looked like an imitation. Su Qing didn't care about this small amount of money.

What he didn't expect was that the middle-aged stall owner took out another piece of broken wall that was exactly the same before he had gone far.

"The slightest difference in the Dao pattern is a thousand miles away. The fake wall only has its own shape and no Dao charm. It is impossible for others to understand the Dao pattern from this fake wall. I wonder if I can gain proficiency!"

Su Qing wanted to give it a try. If he failed, he would only lose six spiritual crystals. If he succeeded, then he would have the possibility of mastering the Dao Mark!

This matter is not urgent. Right now, it is more important to set up the stall and get out the inventory.