Farming, raising monsters, cultivating immortals, and seeking immortality

In total, he spent 7 low-grade spirit stones and 20 taels of spirit sand to buy a set of skills and two spells.

After making a vow not to pass on the knowledge to others, Chen Mo put the three ancient books into his storage ring.

This deal cannot be said to be cost-effective, but these are what he needs.

Afterwards, Chen Mo asked questions about spiritual plants, alchemy, and formations. Xue Chongwu's answers were very straightforward. Yunyou Bookstore was not an immortal sect and was not responsible for selling those things.

So, Chen Mo's hope was dashed again.

It is difficult for casual cultivators without immortal sects to get through the cultivation world, and it can even be said that it is difficult to move forward.

However, no matter who sets foot on the immortal path, they will never be able to turn back. Even if they work as cattle and horses, they can never return to the mortal world to be a superior person!

After bidding farewell to Xue Chongwu, Chen Mo strolled around the market again.

He went to the robe shop and the magic weapon shop, but with his current realm being poor, he looked down on them and could not afford the good things, so he finally failed to upgrade his muskets.

He seemed to have earned a lot of spiritual stones in a year, but when he really spent it, he realized that these spiritual stones were not enough to spend!

After visiting the shops, the remaining ones were naturally the small shops along the street.

Before Chen Mo approached, a group of vendors surrounded him, each with a kind attitude and sincere expression.

He was counting on the big customer in front of him to spend a lot of money!

After all, they watched Chen Mo push a large cart of grain into the market, and now he definitely has spiritual stones in his pocket!

"What's your name, fellow Taoist?"

"Fellow Taoist, I have a top-grade magic weapon, the Nine Dragon Green Snake..."

"Come on, fellow Taoist, take a look at this tripod, it was made by Elder Huang Yunfeng himself..."

"Fellow Taoist, I have this..."

Chen Mo was surrounded in the middle and couldn't move.

However, these people seemed to be sincere, but they had already regarded him as a fat sheep to be slaughtered.

If it was really a good thing, they wouldn't set up a stall to sell it in the market.

Those shops with the endorsement of Ziyun Peak have already taken away these good things!

Chen Mo pushed aside the crowd and looked around casually, and found that many so-called top-grade magic tools were just defective or even broken magic tools. They can be used, but the effect is greatly reduced.

In addition, some fruits pretending to be seeds were also seen.

He, who has achieved a small success in the art of crossing the air, could not deceive his eyes at all whether he had bred life.

There are even some people selling skills and magic.

The content recorded above is serious, but can it be practiced? Perhaps only the editor knows.

From the beginning to the end, Chen Mo finally found something he was interested in.

A female cultivator with long hair hanging down to her shoulders sat quietly on the futon, closing her eyes to practice.

In front of her, there was a wooden table, on which were placed crystal clear eggs!

Chen Mo sensed it with his spiritual energy, and these eggs actually had a faint breath of life!

"Excuse me, what are these?"

"Monster eggs!" The other party answered calmly without opening his eyes.

Judging from the tone, she seemed to be uninterested.

"Monster eggs? What can be hatched?" Chen Mo asked again.

"Five-horned heavy lizard."

Five-horned heavy lizard?

Chen Mo had never heard of it, but since it was a monster, it must be very powerful.

"How much is it?"

"One low-grade spirit stone for one egg."

"So expensive?"

Chen Mo almost blurted it out.

At this time, the female cultivator opened her eyes and looked at him: "I killed a first-level, ninth-level five-horned heavy lizard to get these eggs. Do you think it's worth it?"

One spirit stone for one monster, Chen Mo thought it was reasonable.

However, he has no experience in taming monsters now, and spending a spirit stone to buy it is more or less arbitrary.

"How long will it take to hatch?"

"Unknown."

Unknown? What does it mean?

The other party was too lazy to hide it, so he continued: "These monster eggs have been in my storage space for more than a year. They are the same as they were when I got them."

Ning Zhilan looked at the spiritual plant husband in front of her and continued: "If you want it, spend a spiritual stone to buy it and bet whether it will hatch. If you hesitate, please don't waste my time anymore."

This way of doing business was really beyond Chen Mo's expectations.

The other party's words expressed one meaning: whether this thing is real or fake, she doesn't know, you can buy it if you want, or not.

Chen Mo weighed the pros and cons, thought about it, and finally gave up.

He is rich now, but he can't spend it like this!

A low-grade spiritual stone is enough for him to practice for more than half a year!

"The key is that yours is too expensive. If it's 20 or 30 taels of spiritual sand..."

"20 taels each, take it away now if you want."

Originally, Chen Mo just sighed, but he didn't expect the other party to bargain for him, and it was a broken bone!

At this moment, he thought of the casual cultivator who sold him the mysterious seeds.

The other party also cut himself and broke his bones.

Could it be that all the casual cultivators who set up stalls and hawked their wares have this habit? Or are these things not worth the price they offered at the beginning?

Chen Mo originally planned to bargain again, but seeing the other party's expression, he thought about it and took out 20 taels of spiritual sand and put it on the table.

"Pick whatever you want."

The other party stretched out his hand, took the spiritual sand into his arms, and continued to practice with his eyes closed.

Chen Mo put his hand on the monster egg, and subconsciously passed the spiritual energy into his fingertips. Finally, he really felt the fetal movement of life just like when breeding!

The egg is real!

Chen Mo could clearly sense a violent breath.

This kind of breath is wilder and stronger than the spirit birds he raised!

He put his hand on the second monster egg, but this time, the breath just now disappeared.

Instead, it was docile, weak, and even somewhat familiar.

The third and fourth eggs were the same.

"Buy it!"

Chen Mo did not touch the remaining eggs.

But at this moment, he figured it out!

The female cultivator in front of him seemed to be extremely calm and had little interest in doing business, but these were just appearances!

This is her personality!

There are more than a dozen eggs on the table, most of which are spirit bird eggs, not five-horned heavy lizard eggs at all!

Maybe there are, maybe only one or two.

"Okay, then I will..."

Chen Mo put his hand on a kind of spirit bird egg, pretending to take it.

However, at this moment, he sneered in his heart.

At the moment when the other party thought he was going to pick it up, his wrist flashed, and he quickly grabbed the first egg he touched, and turned around and left without saying a word.

The next moment, Ning Zhilan stood up.

"Stop! Stop right there!"

"I won't sell it anymore!"

Ning Zhilan was so anxious that she jumped up and down, but Chen Mo, who was using the spirit snake technique, had already disappeared in the crowd.

One of the only two eggs of the five-horned heavy lizard was picked up, and Ning Zhilan clenched her fists in anger.

I thought I had caught a big fat sheep, but I didn't expect to lose money!

But soon, Ning Zhilan smiled with relief.

"Hehe, what if you picked it? Can it hatch?"