Farming, raising monsters, cultivating immortals, and seeking immortality

In the vast snow, two figures walked out of the withered woods.

Both of them looked to be in their early forties, one was slightly fatter and the other was slightly thinner.

Judging from the appearance, the thin one has resolute eyebrows and is not angry, showing a certain dignity, while the fat one is a little honest.

The two of them walked north along the ruts that had not been buried by the snow, and finally arrived at Guchenfang City, but they only arrived, not entered.

The two looked at each other, their eyes flashing with light almost at the same time.

"Boss, there are fat sheep!" Fat Jiexiu said with joy.

The same Shoujie Cultivator also nodded with satisfaction: "Judging from the rut marks, there is at least 500 kilograms in the car. The one who can sell 500 kilograms of grain is probably around the second floor of Qi Refining. We have not waited in vain for a month."

"That's right. It takes more than an hour to go back and forth in this wilderness every day. If there is no one else, we will have to go back to plow the land again."

Even if you become a Jie cultivator, you cannot escape the hard life of a farmer.

"It's just a pity that the boy he let slip away last year never showed up!" Shou Jie Xiu felt itchy at the base of his teeth. It was all because of that damn woman. Now he's fine. He's really damn good.

"Boss, maybe that kid is dead."

Nod.

"It's possible!"

…

"You can check it, but don't touch it." The robe boss squinted one eye and his voice sounded majestic.

It seemed that as long as Chen Mo stretched out his hand, he would slap him with a knife without any ceremony.

"Boss, do you have any recommended robes?" Chen Mo didn't know much about this. He had to buy it anyway, so why not ask.

"Do you want to buy it?" The boss slowly sat up straight and opened one eye.

"Yes."

"My cheapest robe costs 30 taels of spiritual sand. Do you have it?"

In order to avoid wasting time, the store owner chose the most condescending method. Of course, this method is also the most efficient.

"Buy!" Chen Mo nodded, "But you have to explain it to me."

As soon as he said this, the owner of the robe shop finally stood up.

He came to Chen Mo, pointed to the exquisite robes hanging on the wall, and asked, "What price do you want?"

"About 40 taels."

The boss glanced around and took down a purple python-embroidered robe from the corner.

"This purple python robe is sewn with silk spun out by ten-year-old cicadas. It also has formations laid out by masters in the late stage of Qi refining. Below the third level of Qi refining, spell attacks can be weakened by 70% and can even be resisted. A full blow from the fourth level of Qi Refining."

nice one!

Sure enough, magic weapons are the fastest way to improve your strength!

The spell attack is weakened by 70%, so he should be able to withstand it.

"Any more?"

When business came to the door, the boss was no longer annoyed. He gently placed the purple python robe on the counter and took off another one: "This is also made by the expert just now. It can weaken the spell by 60% and has no resistance to the Qi Refining Four." This level of ability can only increase the power of flame spells by monks in the early stage of Qi refining by 10%.”

One percent.

Although it doesn't sound like much, it is very obvious when it is really used.

"Are there any others?" Chen Mo asked again.

At this time, his eyes had stopped at the bright yellow dragon robe located in the center of the store.

The dragon may symbolize status in the mortal world, and there are extremely strict rules for who can wear it.

But in the world of cultivation?

The dragon is just one of the symbols.

However, this robe exudes a breathtaking feeling in terms of appearance and momentum.

When the boss heard this, he smiled jokingly: "This is a robe that is only used in the later stages of Qi refining."

"How much?" Chen Mo still wanted to know.

After all, it has no price tag.

"You really want to know?"

Chen Mo nodded.

"Eight low-grade spiritual stones!"

hiss!

It’s indeed a good price.

Chen Mo asked about a few more items. The cheap ones had poor effects; the ones with good effects were expensive.

This is true everywhere.

Putting aside the scam factor, you get what you pay for.

In the end, Chen Mo could only choose between those two python robes.

"Boss, which one do you suggest I get?"

"Of course it's the purple python robe!"

"Why?" Chen Mo asked.

"Isn't it enough to resist a full blow from the fourth level of Qi Refining?"

"But why should I provoke the fourth level of Qi Refining if I have nothing to do?"

"Do you think he won't fuck you if you don't mess with him?" This time it was the boss's soul's turn to ask.

It makes sense. It does make some sense.

But what about after resisting a full blow?

Isn’t it the same death?

It’s as if he can beat the fourth level of Qi Refining!

"I want that blue python robe!" Chen Mo pointed to the second one and said.

The owner of the robe shop twitched his lips with a smile and said: "42 taels."

"Is it cheaper? I am a spiritual husband and don't have much money in my pocket."

When Chen Mo was in school, he often relied on "I am a college student" to bargain with the boss.

"41 taels." The boss still gave in, but it was obviously not because of Ling Zhifu's identity.

"38 taels, I bought it."

"See you off!" The other party was straightforward and wanted to hang it on the wall.

Chen Mo stared at it for a while, and the other party really hung up on him.

He turned around and left, but his boss didn't stop him.

Helpless, after leaving the shop for seven or eight meters, he turned back.

"39 taels!"

The boss didn't even raise his eyes, obviously he didn't care.

"40, buy it if you can!"

Chen Mo knew very well that this blue python robe was definitely worth it!

At this time, the other party reluctantly stood up again, took the robe, and handed it over: "What bothers you the most is that you have to buy a robe when you have no money."

The shop has been open for so long, but I have never seen Mr. Lingzhi buying a robe.

Picking and searching!

At this time, Chen Mo really touched the robe. After taking it, it felt cool and refreshing. The feeling was not comparable to that of silk or chemical fiber.

I took off my cotton-padded clothes and was about to put them on, but was stopped by the shop owner again.

"Where's the spiritual sand?"

No money, no clothes.

After Chen Mo took out 40 taels of spiritual sand from his pocket and handed it over, a trace of surprise flashed in the other person's eyes.

Obviously, even if he is ready to trade, the boss still doesn't believe it in his heart.

Putting on the blue python robe, Chen Mo felt refreshed. At this time, the other party said:

"If you are not attacked, it will take about two to three years for one or two spiritual sands to nourish the formation in the robe."

"Do you need spiritual sand to nourish you?" This was something Chen Mo didn't expect.

"Otherwise? Where does the spiritual energy come from?"

"What about being attacked?"

"It ranges from one or two to one or two months. Of course, if it's a fourth-level Qi refining blow, do you still expect it to be intact?"

Chen Mo nodded, which was reasonable and acceptable.

Now, with this robe, his ability to protect himself has improved a bit.

However, at this moment, he only had 5 taels of spiritual sand left in his pocket.

Chen Mo walked out of the shop and looked at the sky.

It was still early, so we could rush back to the fields before dark.

He didn't waste any time, wrapped himself in cotton-padded clothes, pushed the cart he came with and hurried home.

I have to go again tomorrow!