The cave is actually myself

Chapter 226

After copying a few times, Lu Yuan asked Long Liu and other monsters to go back to their respective homes, leaving only the little paper figures to continue practicing.

Groups of black shadows appeared on the piece of paper that it had cracked. After struggling several times, it finally ended up dissipating into the air.

Lu Yuan discovered that in order to successfully draw the dark shadow of a monster, many conditions need to be met.

In addition to the spirit pen and the small paper body, you must also be as familiar with the original monster as possible. The grade of the monster cannot be too high. If it is too high, it will be impossible to draw it in detail on paper, let alone control it from the paper. Filmed.

The gray-winged bird I drew before was only a first-grade monster, and the little paper figurine often dealt with them, so the difficulty of drawing it was not high.

In addition, it is best to use special pigments, such as those developed from monster flesh and soul, which can also increase the success rate of monster shadows.

Even if you were to draw a low-level monster like this, you could imagine how difficult it would be to successfully draw a monk and make the person in the painting walk out of the paper.

Lu Yuan had to stop thinking.

There are no years in the mountains.

Seeing that the Tianjian Sect had not yet come to seize the Azure Pill liquid, Lu Yuan planned to go wandering outside Luomeng Mountain to recruit some monks for the cave.

Luomeng Mountain is full of dangers. Although there are many chance treasures in it, it seems a bit unsatisfactory in the face of the endless corpse-gnawing black insects in Luomeng Mountain and the strange high-level monsters everywhere in the mountain.

The corpse-gnawing black insects filter out most of the monks with low cultivation levels. Unless high-level Qi-training monks have some special treasures to protect themselves, it will be difficult to protect themselves in the black mist.

The monks who come in usually have some purpose. In order not to waste useless spiritual energy in the black mist, they enter the mountains and go straight to their destination.

Lu Yuan saw very few monks during this period. Occasionally, those who entered the cave were just passing by. He did not expect the astonishing high-grade spiritual plants in the mountains around him.

The aroma of wine was also afraid of the deep alley. In order to attract more monks, Lu Yuan decided to take the initiative and go outside Luomeng Mountain to promote the cave.

Before leaving, he went inside the mountain to take a look at the Yin Yang Fairy Bat. Seeing that there was no sign of awakening, he used a formation to cover it, and the rich and pure spiritual energy continued to nourish it.

Later, Lu Yuan possessed the bone-eroding demon puppet and left the Nightmare Mountain with the small paper man, the Phantom Eyes, and some heavenly and earthly treasures.

The further away from the mountains, the black fog became thinner and thinner, and by the time they left the range of the mountains, they had completely disappeared.

There is a bright sky on one side and a thick black fog on the other. Compared with the boundary of Luomeng Mountain as the dividing line between the two, they are clearly distinct and the contrast is strong.

"Why do these zombie black insects only stay in Luomeng Mountain? Are there any restrictions, or is there something about Luomeng Mountain that attracts them?"

Lu Yuan was confused and left Luomeng Mountain.

He had already learned the map of the outside of Luomeng Mountain from Ma Mingyuan, and knew that there was a medium to large market more than 1000 miles away from the cave.

Fang City is jointly managed by three sects and has a relatively complete order and rules, so it is getting bigger and bigger and is quite popular among the nearby monks.

Along the way, the Bone-Eroding Demon Puppet transformed into a humanoid skeleton, wearing the skin of a fat young monk. Hidden in the chest were a small paper man of calamity and a phantom pupil.

Not long after, Lu Yuan successfully arrived at Fangshi. When he was a few miles away from Fangshi, he lowered his flying sword weapon and walked towards Fangshi.

There is a forbidden air formation in Fangshi, and there are monks in the middle and late stages of pill formation. All the monks who enter Fangshi enter it honestly and follow the rules.

There are obviously a lot more monks in Fang City, and they are not far behind compared to Cangxing City, and the average cultivation level is even one or two small steps higher.

Traces of foundation-building cultivators could be found everywhere, and Lu Yuan also saw two alchemy-forming cultivators face to face, which made him secretly speechless.

It can really be said that the ground is full of foundations.

He went through the relevant procedures, handed over a few spiritual stones, found a remote location in the market, and kept taking out the spiritual grass and minerals from the storage bag and placing them on the stall.

"Purple Bone Bamboo, Flame Crystal Mine... Fellow Daoist, the quality of the things you sell is quite good."

The monk at the stall next to him looked at Lu Yuan as he took out one piece of spiritual herbs and minerals from the storage bag and said to him.

Lu Yuan smiled and remained silent, continuing to take out things from his storage bag.

"Xuanyin flower, silver fluorite, silver fluorite, silver fluorite, good fellow, did you discover a silver fluorite vein? There are so many high-quality third-grade spiritual minerals."

The monk in the stall sighed, looking at the goods in Lu Yuan's stall and then at the miscellaneous things in his own stall, with mixed feelings.

"What is this? A fourth-grade spiritual plant?"

Lu Yuan took out a green mottled gourd with golden threads spread out from his storage bag. Only then did the monks at the stall see this variant of the sword-raising gourd. They couldn't distinguish it for a while, but they could only feel the extraordinaryness of the gourd.

"Is this a ginseng? Yes, it's a ginseng. I've seen it in a spiritual plant book. It's exactly the same."

"Another fourth-grade treasure!" The stall-setting monk exclaimed.

The monks setting up stalls or wandering nearby were instantly attracted to him. They all looked at the many spiritual plants and minerals in Lu Yuan's stall, and they all looked curious and eager.

"Fellow Taoist, this is a sword gourd? How to sell it?"

"Brother Dao Ming, this is indeed a sword-raising gourd. It just happened to be like this by some chance. But it's a blessing in disguise. The golden sword energy on the surface of the gourd makes it more valuable."

Lu Yuan replied spiritually.

"All the treasures in the stall are only exchanged, not sold. You can use spiritual seeds, monster embryos, monster bones, etc. to exchange for the things on the stall."

Lu Yuan said to everyone.

Soon, monks came over to inquire about purple bone bamboo, silver fluorite, etc., and exchanged spiritual seeds for some materials they needed.

There were also monks who came to inquire about the price of gold-threaded sword gourds and ginseng. Lu Yuan remained tight-lipped and only looked at the treasures that the monks took out. The rest of the time he stood quietly aside.

"Fellow Taoist, where does your golden sword gourd come from? I can pay enough just to know the origin of the gourd."

Suddenly, a sound like a mosquito buzzed in Lu Yuan's ears. Lu Yuan turned around and saw a swordsman standing not far away with a long sword on his back, looking at Lu Yuan with a smile.

"Luomeng Mountain." Lu Yuan replied coldly.

"Luoyan Mountain has a vast territory, with a length and width of more than a thousand miles. Fellow Daoist, what you said is too general."

"How about this, I have [-] spirit stones, I just need to tell me the approximate location, and nothing else is needed, what do you think?"

Hearing that an address could be exchanged for eight hundred spirit stones, a hint of emotion flashed in the eyes of the fat young man. The sword cultivator was keenly aware of it, and he hit the snake and followed it with the stick.

"A thousand spirit stones, please feel free to inform fellow Taoist."

Lu Yuan's eyes flickered, and then, with a determined expression, he said to Jianxiu.

"This sword-raising gourd is my beloved treasure, let me tell you..."

"I have to pay more!"

(End of this chapter)