Immortality cultivation starts from Dongxuan Lake

Chapter 2 Black-faced Cambrian

When the conversion was completed, he was overjoyed when he saw the spiritual blood in the wine bottle.

The smell of blood, which was originally a bit disgusting, now becomes more mellow.

"Haha!" Lu Ming couldn't help laughing: "It's finally my turn."

Spiritual blood is a hard currency second only to spiritual stones. It has many uses and is very precious and rare.

A wine bottle that can convert spiritual blood is equivalent to a spiritual stone mine!

After careful inspection, he found that the blood was indeed first-order spiritual blood. Although it was only low-grade, it was still valuable.

A pound of low-grade spiritual blood costs half a spiritual stone, which is ten times the price of monster meat of the same realm.

Spiritual blood can be used to draw talismans and transmit spiritual power, and the effect is much better than cinnabar. It can also be used to temper magic weapons and practice body training techniques. In short, it has many uses.

He made some calculations and found that it would take about a quarter of an hour for the bronze wine bottle to transform into first-level low-grade spiritual blood. Each transformation would take half a catty, which equals four catties in one hour. If sold in one day, it would be more than 20 spiritual stones.

You can only earn so much from farming your own land in a year.

"Hoo~ho~ho~"

"calm down."

Lu Ming patted his face and forced himself to forget about the profits he had made from selling spiritual blood.

How could he, a spiritual farmer who grows spiritual rice by Dongxuan Lake, suddenly have spiritual blood in his hand?

This spiritual blood was taken from the bodies of monster beasts, and he did not have the ability to hunt monster beasts.

As for intercepting and killing the monks, he couldn't do it either.

If it were sold in the market, no one would notice it.

Still be careful.

"Then how should we use this spiritual blood?" Lu Ming was in distress. The feeling of not being able to use it after encountering Baoshan was really torturous.

It was as if a cat was scratching his heart.

After thinking for a while, he became energetic.

By the way, spiritual blood can draw talismans. The original owner also has the means to draw talismans in his memory. Why not draw the talismans himself and sell them.

The drawing of talismans consumes a lot of spiritual blood, which is also a large part of the cost. If the spiritual blood is made into talismans and sold, wouldn't it be able to deceive others.

Wonderful!

He remembered that when he was setting up a stall to sell spiritual rice in the market, he saw that Han Wu could easily sell the talismans he drew casually.

This Talisman Master makes much more money than Ling Nong.

So Lu Ming became determined and determined to become a Talisman Master, but he still had to keep this thing safe.

Being able to transform pure water into blood of the same grade, this extraordinary power of creation is really shocking, but it also shows how powerful the bronze mirror is.

Then Lu Ming pried open the floor tiles on the wall beside his bed and stuffed the wine bottle inside.

After going through a lot of things, he felt a little tired, but he still carefully checked around to make sure no outsiders were intruding before he fell asleep peacefully.

……

Early the next morning, Lu Ming got up with a yawn.

Weeds had been weeded in the spiritual field yesterday, so there was no need to go there today. The first priority should be to purchase materials for drawing talismans from the market.

Moreover, the bronze mirror also showed some strange abilities at this moment.

A wine bottle that can turn clear water into blood. Obviously, the water behind the bronze mirror is very deep and is not as simple as it seems on the surface, so he still needs to be careful.

Before traveling through time, he felt that he was too cowardly to be stubborn. After traveling through time, he realized that if he could survive, he would be willing to tolerate it. If he could survive for hundreds of years, he would be able to wake up from his dream with a smile.

Just be brave, the tribulation cultivators outside Fangshi are like hyenas, they will immediately target you as soon as you have the spirit stone.

There may not even be spies from Jie Xiu at the Dongxuan Lake Spiritual Farmers Gathering Point, so be careful when proceeding.

Lu Ming put on his clothes and walked out. He was about to walk out of the alley when he heard Old Man Su's voice.

"Brother Lu."

Turning around to look, Old Man Su's face was rosy, as if something happy had happened.

"Old Sutou, I think your blushing face must mean something happy."

"Hehe, Brother Lu is really a wise man. Yesterday he caught a singing cicada, which is a first-order middle-grade spiritual insect and is worth a lot of money." Old Sutou said with a smile: "It's just the right time for you to come. Let's go to Fangshi together today?" "

Lu Ming was stunned for a moment, and then a look of envy appeared on his face.

Seeing Lu Ming's expression, Old Man Su also stroked his gray beard proudly.

"Okay, let's go to the market together. I'll also be selling my spiritual fish."

"Hahahaha, okay, let's go together."

Chatting and joking all the way, the two walked towards Fangshi.

After walking a few miles, a sound of exclamation came from the river next to it.

It’s the voice of the Tian family’s sister-in-law,

"Damn it, why did you throw the body in the river!!!" When Lu Ming heard this, his brows suddenly furrowed.

This river is called Xieyang River, which is quite close to Lingmi Lane. It is also the water source of several other monk gathering points. Usually everyone in Lingmi Lane goes to wash in the river. There are several high-level monks living in the upper reaches, and it is directly connected to the lower reaches. Dongxuan Lake.

Therefore, there are few corpses in the river.

Jie Xiu actually threw the body here after killing someone. It was really arrogant.

When the boy from the Mu family heard the exclamation, he was worried that something might happen to his sister and rushed over to Lu Ming. He was relieved to find only the body.

"No need to panic, this is just something that happens by chance."

"Those who have women at home should try to go out together as much as possible in the future, preferably with the monks."

"It's best not to go to far away places."

"That's right, everyone listen to my brother." The little girl from the Mu family helped.

These two brothers and sisters are both monks in the middle stage of qi training and are considered masters in Lingmi Lane. After hearing this, everyone nodded one after another.

They all agreed with their words.

Looking at the young brother of the Mu family chatting by the river, Lu Ming couldn't help but feel envious. This man would be different if he had a higher level of cultivation. This is how the Mu family is held in high esteem.

But Old Man Su had a worried look on his face.

"This is no small matter. If you come forward like this, you will cause big trouble."

Lu Ming shook his head and said: "Old man Su, don't worry. No matter how powerful those robbery cultivators are, they would not dare to directly attack Lingmi Alley, otherwise they would have taken action long ago."

Old Man Su sighed and said: "The Xieyang River leads directly to Dongxuan Lake. Anyone who dares to throw a corpse here is either a fledgling thief or a big robber. Look at this monk's corpse, which was completely stripped clean and drained of blood. Except for the bones, there is nothing else They were all blown away.”

"Is this a job that a little thief can do?"

Hearing this, Lu Ming's expression also changed. So there was a long-standing calamity cultivator around Lingmi Lane.

After such an incident, the two of them were in a low mood, so they finally gathered the three of them and went to Fangshi together.

……

Tailingshanfang City is not far from Lingmi Lane, and it took more than two hours to get there.

After that, they separated.

There are two gates in Tailingshanfang City. Each gate has a tall stone gate standing with the five characters of Tailingshanfang City written on it.

It is said that this word was written by a foundation-building expert, and even contained the power of the foundation-building master's spiritual consciousness. Mortals could not even look directly at it.

Entering the stone gate, Lu Ming suddenly felt a sense of security in his heart. There were few monks in Tailingshanfang City who dared to cause trouble.

It can be said to be the safest place in Tailing Mountain.

The biggest dream of this body was to obtain a fixed residence in Tailingshanfang City.

There are many shops in Fang City, Baidan Pavilion, Shenqifang, Tianluo Tower, and Hongxiu Zhai are the most famous four, and they are also the most important trading places in Fang City.

Lu Ming's eyes swept across the Hongxiuzhai plaque, and a faint sound could be heard in his ears.

He once wanted to see it, but unfortunately he gave up the idea when he learned that the entry fee was five spirit beads.

It’s not that I think it’s expensive, I just think it’s not worth the money.

The female nuns there are no different from ordinary girls who hook up with bars. If the lights are turned off, aren’t they all the same?

At this moment, he saw Old Man Su readily handing over five spirit beads and entering the Red Sleeve Studio. Lu Ming was stunned for a moment.

Is this the reason why Old Man Su can’t save spiritual stones? It’s true that the old pine overwhelms the begonia, the old cow eats the tender grass, and the old man pushes...

Forget it, Lu Ming shook his head and comforted himself, saying that his ambition was not like Old Man Su... Sooner or later, this old man would die in the hands of these goblins.

So he curled his lips and left here.

Walking along the alley, I came to a stall in a zigzag manner.

A burly man with a dark face and a sinister expression sells talismans here.

There was a lot of excitement around him, and the voices of the vendors on both sides were getting louder and louder than the other.

However, no one stopped here for this burly man with a black face. Even if someone came close and saw his fleshy face, they could not help but retreat and avoid the position of the burly man.

His face looks like a good material for Qian Jie Xiu.

But Lu Ming knew that he was actually a good person.

This person's name is Han Wu, and he is the person who saved his life from Jie Xiu two years ago. Today, his cultivation level is already at the fifth level of Qi Refining. Except for those who have reached the late stage of Qi Refining in Tailingshanfang City, In addition to the strong ones, they are also considered strong.

The stall in front of him was filled with all kinds of talismans.

The first-level low-grade fireball talisman, the ice sword talisman, the wind blade talisman, and the talismans of ordinary five-element spells were all among them. Even with a glance, Lu Ming saw a piece of body protection neatly placed in the center and decorated with a wooden box. symbol.

(End of this chapter)