Xiantu

No matter how fast he was, he still couldn't escape the range of Song Mo's magic.When the fat monk was frozen by the frost spell and seeing the golden light arrow approaching him, he shouted in fright: "Fellow Daoist, please forgive me! I am willing to swear an oath to serve you as the master of my fellow Daoist for life..."

Before he finished speaking, a golden light passed through his head, and the fat monk died instantly.

Now that he has already done something, it is natural to avoid future troubles forever.Speaking of which, fortunately, the cultivation base of these two monks is not very good, and they have not practiced any light-handed magic to escape, otherwise, he would not be able to keep them all today.

This was Song Mo's first murder. The situation was urgent just now, so he didn't feel it when he did it.At this time, the danger has been lifted, and looking at the bodies of the two, I can't help but feel a little disgusted psychologically.Of course, he didn't regret killing someone. Such two scumbags have robbed so many monks and killed so many people.If I met them two years ago, I'm afraid I would end up waiting to die.

But it's not good for the bodies of the two to be placed in the middle of the road in such a big way.Song Mo went forward to search and found two space stones from the two of them. He put the space stones away casually. Song Mo dug a deep pit on the ground with golden archery, kicked the bodies of the two into it, and buried them with soil .

After finishing everything, Song Mofang continued to go to Qixia Ridge where the Yin family was located.

The rest of the journey was uneventful, and in the evening, Song Mo finally returned to Qinglan Garden.

Sitting on the familiar bed, recalling the battle during the day, Song Mo still couldn't help feeling a little terrified. Thinking about it now, he still couldn't believe that two monks of the same rank were so easily defeated by him. superior?

I took a look at the loot I got, and there were only more than a dozen spirit stones, seven or eight Huiling Pills, and two books of exercises. Wave Nourishing Qi Jue".Song Mo flipped through it casually, and found that these two exercises can only be cultivated at the stage of nourishing Qi, and each book only contains two or three techniques, which are far worse than his own "Kong Ming Jue", and also I don't know where the two monks came from.

It seemed that the two monks were just poor ghosts. Song Mo received the spoils into his space stone. After all, no matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat. There are more than ten spirit stones, and he has to dig more than 400 profruits to get them.As for the space stones of the two monks, Song Mo planned to find an opportunity to sell them. According to the price he inquired about, it took five spirit stones to buy one space stone.

In the past two years, due to several trips to the Wuchuan Grand Canyon, Song Mo has accumulated more than 100 spirit stones in addition to his usual practice. That's why he thought of going to the trade fair to buy the experience of condensing the original mana seeds from other monks.

It's just that he ignored the degree of secrecy monks kept about their own skills and cultivation experience. It seems that they can't buy them through normal channels, so they have to think of other ways.

Song Mo decided to find other monks to find out. Since he came to Yin's house, he has been practicing hard in closed doors except for earning spirit stones, and he has basically never had any contact with other monks in Qinglanyuan.The only one who can be called familiar is Hong Lei.Hong Lei has a lot of friends, maybe he knows some family monks, and he can ask him to help buy them.

It just so happened that Hong Lei had just made a fortune in spirit stones a while ago, and he has been staying in Qinglan Garden recently, not going out.Seeing Song Mo coming to him and asking if there is any way to buy the experience of condensing the original mana seeds, Hong Lei was very surprised: "Song Daoyou, you have already cultivated two kinds of magic techniques to the Dzogchen?"

No wonder he was surprised, you know, monks like them who don't have family support, don't have enough spirit stones to buy back the spirit pills, if they want to practice the magic technique to the Dzogchen, they can only rely on time and hard work.At Song Mo's age, if his spiritual power reaches the mid-stage level of Qi cultivation, it can be said that his cultivation has improved rapidly because of his excellent aptitude.

But the rules of practice are different. If there is not enough backing pills to support it, the mana consumed by one hour of practice will take at least two or three days to recover.No matter how good Song Mo's comprehension of spells is, it's hard for a clever woman to cook without rice without the magic pill to supplement her mana.

Song Mo naturally knew Hong Lei's question, but it was difficult to explain, so he could only vaguely say: "Not yet, but it should be soon, I want to make preparations in advance."

In fact, as soon as the words were spoken just now, Hong Lei regretted it. After all, such secret matters as cultivation skills should not be inquired about.Hearing Song Mo's answer, he thought about it carefully, and then said: "I do know that there is a black market in Mengyun Mountain Range, where you can buy some items that cannot be bought and sold on the surface. The advanced Qi nourishing that Song Daoyou wants You may be able to buy the mid-stage experience there. It’s just that I heard that at least a monk in the mid-stage Qi Cultivation Realm can enter there, and someone needs to be a guarantee. If Song Daoyou wants to go, I’m afraid it will not be so easy.”

Song Mo asked, "Does Fellow Daoist Hong know where the black market is?"

Hong Lei shook his head: "I don't know about that. I also heard about the existence of the black market by chance." Seeing Song Mo's disappointed expression, he added: "But I know that the black market exists in Luohua Valley. At that trade fair, there were attractors who entered the black market, Song Daoyou can go there and have a look."

Hearing this, Song Mo immediately thought of the black-clothed monk he saw at the trade fair that day. Could it be that he is the so-called connector?

The more he thought about it, the more he felt it was possible. Song Mo had already decided in his heart that he must go to Luohua Valley again on the next trading day.

Hong Lei looked at Song Mo, hesitant to speak.

Song Mo noticed it, and said strangely: "What fellow Daoist Hong wants to say, it doesn't matter to be blunt."

Hong Lei seemed to hesitate for a moment, but he still said, "Don't blame me for talking too much, Daoist Song. It's just that the matter of condensing the original mana seeds is of great importance. If you are not careful, your cultivation will be wiped out, and the road to immortality will be cut off. Song Daoyou's age Gentle, I'm not in a hurry, why not prepare for a few years, when the spiritual power is deeper and the understanding of the magic is deeper, then the breakthrough will be smoother."

What Hong Lei said is an old saying, and it is also the choice of many monks in the early stage of Qi Cultivation.Song Mo knew that he had good intentions, so he couldn't help being moved, he clasped his fists and said, "Thank you for your kind words, Fellow Daoist Hong, Song will keep it in his heart."

After taking his farewell from Hong Lei, Song Mo returned to his small courtyard, meditated and practiced Qi every day, and patiently waited for the opening of the next trading day.

Ten days passed in the blink of an eye. On this day, Song Mo came to Luohua Valley early in the morning. At this time, there were already many monks setting up stalls, and the black-clothed monk he saw that day was among them.