Longevity: I, Cao, Can See The Prompt

Chapter 302 Meng Ji Cloak

"Five hundred top-grade Spirit Stones for one Magic Treasures, as long as it is not a defective product, it is worth anything. But you have withdrawn a large sum of Spirit Stones all at once, did your father not say anything?" Shi Tongqing nodded.

"Father didn't ask deeply!" Cao Lin said slowly.

As he spoke, he supported Master Shi Tong and walked slowly, and the master and apprentice walked in the mountains.

This thing was bought from Wu Chun'an in the fifteenth year of Wanhua, nineteen years ago.

Cao Wei is a Gold Core cultivator, and his pill refining accomplishment should rank sixth in the entire Sect.

Of course, this ranking is based on the four Nascent Soul cultivators including Yunhai, Xiaguang, Wanhua, and Kui Lie. Among Gold Core fellow cultivators, only Qiao Daowang, who is very old and has only one breath left, is ahead of him. How much better.

It's just that this person is already out of energy now, and he stopped pill refining a few years ago.

If not, Master Mingyou wouldn't have been clinging to Cao Wei, Xu Yingxuan, Jiang Xiaoqing and others to make that coolie.

Those Qi Refining and Foundation Establishment Rogue Cultivators in Southern Xinjiang Life have always had the impression that Medicine Pill is a scarce product. It's just that there are nearly ten million people in their group, and the natural consumption is also large.

However, in recent years, with the arrival of Rogue Cultivators from the Western Regions and other places, this inherent concept has been shattered like a mirror.

Such as the yellow bud pill that Qi Refining cultivator swallows most often to increase the speed of self-cultivation.

One piece of this pill is worth forty low-grade Spirit Stones, and its efficacy can be equal to that obtained by a five-spiritual roots cultivator who meditates for three days.

But in the Western Regions, the price of this pill fluctuates between 60 and 70 low-grade Spirit Stones per year.

The price of Medicine Pill at the Foundation Establishment level between the two places is also about the same.

For this reason, these Foundation Establishment Rogue Cultivators from the Western Regions naturally wanted to buy them in large quantities.

However, they found that the Spirit Stones circulating in the Western Regions were not suitable for use in Southern Borders, and shops in various places did not accept them.

The Qingxia Sect and other three sects have already set up special Spirit Stones divisions in the cities beside the Qingyou River to deal with this matter. They also don't increase the price of the Medicine Pill, just earn some price difference from the Spirit Stones exchange.

On the other hand, in these years, there has been an agreement between Qingxiazong and Youyun Yaojun. Youyun Daze was opened up, Hehuanzong wiped out Fengshan ghosts, Yunfuzong cleared Tiekuang sea area, and Baimang All the borders such as the mountains, the 100,000 mountains, and the long coastline were all brought under the rule.

In these places, the three cases opened multiple entrances, and set up a huge formation for monitoring and warning, and sent many Foundation Establishment and Qi Refining to be on duty.

These cultivators are all equipped with fast flying boats and powerful lightning symbols, talisman and other forbidden devices, just to prevent smuggling.

In short, people can bring the Spirit Stones that are popular in the Western Regions, but the Medicine Pill they buy can only be taken in the southern Xinjiang, and they cannot be taken out in large quantities.

Of course, during this process, it is necessary to check the contents of the cultivator storage bag.

Although these Rogue Cultivators were a little disgusted with this, they smiled and swallowed the breath when they saw the cheaper Medicine Pill, Magical Item and other training materials.

And what helped in this matter was the service attitude of Shuchun Garden of Hehuan Zong, which was even better than that of Baihua Valley Bliss Building. It only needed 50 middle-grade Spirit Stones at a time, which can be described as high quality and low price.

But the only disadvantage is that these Acacia Zong Kunxiu can't accept all the guests, and only those who can catch their eyes can become the guests of the curtain.

But sometimes human nature is like this, what is easy to get is not cherished, and what is not available is obsessed with it, tossing and turning, simply put, it is a word 'cheap'!

To make Pomeranians smile, the wealthy Foundation Establishment cultivator only smelled the fish, and spent money like water before eating the fish.

Of course, there are also some Kunxiu who feel dissatisfied, why these romantic places only accept Qiankun, but they don't have a place to enjoy themselves.

In response to this demand, the Qingxia Sect and other three sects discussed it, and finally established a joint venture Nanfeng Pavilion to meet these Kunxiu.

And various situations in southern Xinjiang were passed back to the Western Regions through the mouths of these Foundation Establishment Rogue Cultivators.

And with the passage of time, on the one hand, the Medicine Pill in various stores in the Western Regions began to be unsalable on a large scale, which affected many aspects, and on the other hand, Rogue Cultivators from the Western Regions also came with their families and settled in southern Xinjiang Come down, so as not to be checked back and forth.

In this invisible battle, the four True Monarchs Wanhua, Caihua, Yuanwen, and Yingchen were able to withstand the pressure at the beginning, but now the patience of the Western Regions has long been exhausted. Directly issued an ultimatum.

If the southern border does not increase the price of the Medicine Pill, Magical Item and other practice materials accordingly, then don't blame them for forming an alliance with seven sects and directly suppressing the border.

In this matter, Wunian Temple took the lead, followed by Baihua Valley, followed by the Imperial Beast Sect, Heavenly Devil Sect and other sects.

Among them, Nascent Soul Sect from the Central Plains and the Northland practice circle also secretly supported it, and it should have promised something.

A few years ago, the three sects held a meeting in the Qingxia Sect. Wan Hua, along with Cao Wei and his Gold Core cultivator, participated in the meeting. They discussed this matter for a long time and expressed their opinions.

But when the meeting was held on the third day, seven Nascent Soul cultivators from the Western Regions, including Xuannan and Xuanying from Wunian Temple, Huaqing from Baihuagu, Jingxing from Yushouzong, and Liudao from Heavenly Devil Gate, came together with 300 Gold Core cultivators. , it can be said that the momentum is growing.

Among these Gold Core cultivators, Cao Wei saw at a glance several guys who had dealt with them before, such as Zuo Changquan and Liu Qingluo from Baihua Valley, and Yun Shang and Xin Rusi from the Beast Sect.

However, there is an old acquaintance who surprised him, that is the wandering monk White Cloud who once lived in Cangshanfang City of Baimang Mountain Range. The two of them are true comrades and friends.

Unfortunately, as a Rogue Cultivators at that time, he designed it several times, but the other party just couldn't be fooled.

And after he joined the Qingxia Sect, White Cloud hooked up with Wunian Temple again. The two once had a short fight in Youyun Daze, but they still couldn't tell the winner.

The choice between them is not much different, it is a huge change from the identity of Rogue Cultivators to Sect Gold Core.

If it wasn't for the wrong timing, Cao Wei would have had a private drink with this friend, and then threw a cup as a sign, and summoned a dozen of his classmates to chop him into a pulp.

And it was precisely because of the pressure from the Western Regions that the meeting of the three sects in southern Xinjiang ended up falling apart.

Of course, the reason why the other party retreated was also because of their arrival. The huge killing array deployed by the Qingxia Sect was already in a state of being triggered at the first moment, with the huge inspiration accumulated by Bihai Fudi in the past nine thousand years as the confidence, In this formation, even a big cultivator cannot face it head-on, and can only circle around.

Therefore, even if there is nothing wrong with Fangyou's practice this time, Wanhua True Monarch will recall the three Sect Nascent Soul cultivators, including Master, Senior Brother, and Kui Lie, before the ultimatum of the other party arrives, to deal with the next situation.

It's a pity that the True Monarch Cultivation Base of Yunhai has not yet broken through. If it becomes a big cultivator and an Elder in the Elder Palace of the human race, then there will be a lot to do.

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When Shi Tong and Cao Lin walked slowly to the foot of the mountain, it was nearly dusk.

The setting sun is about to fall, and the dusk is getting closer.

Shi Tong stopped at the spot, looked up and looked into the distance, his sight was not blocked by trees and mountains, and he looked towards the secular direction.

After a long time, he sighed and said to himself: "Looking forward to the angel's return, when do you want to return?"

"Disciple, please accompany Master back to your hometown!" Cao Lin said slowly.

Upon hearing this, Master Shi Tong laughed dumbly, then shook his head and said:

"In the Spring and Autumn Period of Eight Hundred Years, everything has long been changed. Where is the old man's hometown? How many descendants in the family can I recognize? Lin'er, let's practice hard. Your father is very talented and has already provided you with a good job. After everything, don’t let him down! For Gold Core cultivators like me, watching our offspring from birth to Great Completion, and then slowly aging to Death, is tantamount to suffering. Don't blame your father for not refining various elixir for you just because your own cultivation is slow."

But Cao Lin seems to be caught in the memory.

After a few breaths, he opened his mouth and said:

"When I was young, I used to have this kind of thought. But now I don't want to. I also understand my father's painstaking efforts! Cultivation is one step after another, and every step on the road is worth savoring. Since I was young, I have been working hard. Studying the classics, I went from being disgusted to helpless, and then I could only accept it. When I refined the first ray of Spiritual Qi, I thought everything was over, but I didn’t know that this was just the beginning. It’s so boring that ordinary people can’t bear it, one day is okay, ten days is fine, but it will be a test of mind after a long time. Even if this is the case for disciples, the hardships my father has endured all the way from Rogue Cultivators must be even worse!”

Hearing this, Shi Tong shook his head and said slowly:

"Actually, it's not like you think. Suffering is suffering. This is not worth singing because it has no value. The reason why Sect promotes this among Rogue Cultivators is nothing more than to make them feel promising Stand out. But look, how many people from Rogue Cultivators like your father will be born in these Hundred Years, how many people will be in the Golden Core in the end, everything is just a matter of probability."

"In the past, my father also said the same thing as my master. It's just that this is too cruel for those Rogue Cultivators." Cao Lin said.

"Why do you say cruelty?" Shi Tong chuckled, and then walked forward.

Seeing this, Cao Lin followed closely behind, as a gesture of support.

But Shi Tong waved his hand and said with a smile:

"No need, being a teacher is not so old that you can't even walk. It's just that the escape method is too fast. Now the old man just wants to take a walk slowly and look at the nearby scenery. Some things we used to turn a blind eye to, now In the end, it is very cherished. Look at this day, this sunset, this setting sun, the distant mountains hidden in the light and darkness, the shadows of trees, and the nearby small bridges and flowing water, year after year Years are flowing, these are the real eternities between heaven and earth, and we are just passing through the cultivator. Some people stay longer, some stay shorter, and there is actually no difference!"

Having said that, he sighed:

"Actually, cultivators like me, whether they are Sect disciples or Rogue Cultivators, have retreat paths for each other. Even if they fail in cultivation, they can still maintain their prosperity and wealth for the rest of their lives. Everyone has retreat paths, so there is no such thing as cruelty. And those emperors and princes in the secular world Hundreds of officials, or aristocratic families and businessmen, there are also these groups. The ones who really have no way out are those farmers who face the loess in the field and their backs to the sky. These people are the real suffering people. They have no choice. From birth , their parents told them to be honest, to be hardworking and not to be lazy, and to endure things as much as they can, so that they can have something to eat and not starve to death, but is this really the case?"

"Then at least they won't harm anyone!" Cao Lin said slowly.

"But when the emperor's officials went out, they sprinkled water to clean the streets, paved the road with loess, and beat gongs and drums along the way. These farmers had to kneel down along the road, and those ragged beggars dirty their eyeballs, and the police would drive them away." Shi Tong said slowly.

Then he suddenly thought of something and said with a smile:

"By the way, the old man also mentioned this problem when chatting with your father? He also encountered this problem when he was young, but fortunately he avoided it quickly, otherwise he would have been beaten a few times."

"Father also has such a down-and-out time?" Cao Lin was surprised.

He thought that no matter how bad Cao Wei was, he would not be so bad. After all, to set foot on the path of cultivation, he must at least read and know how to read and write, otherwise he would not be able to understand the cultivation technique.

And those who can have this kind of condition are at least a relatively well-to-do family.

As for Cao Wei, he would only write a few short words like "Wei Benbuyi's origin" on the genealogy.

Instead of saying in detail that he walked out of the mass grave, begged all the way along the street, and competed with beggars and wild dogs for food. After a year or two of hard work, he was beaten out by the clansman of the old scholar. Gone to go.

"It may also be due to these experiences. After your father's practice is successful, the style of life is a little messy. But in fact, it is far from some cultivators. Talent is better than being a teacher, but people like us, because it is easy to practice, so that our own strength grows Too fast, so all kinds of deficiencies will be exposed, which takes time to settle."

"Master's words are reasonable. My father has taken in many concubines in the past, but I have never heard of such a thing in recent years." Cao Lin nodded and said.

Hearing this, Shi Tong didn't say anything, after all, in his opinion, it's a taboo for people and monsters to have sex with each other.

But on second thought, Cao Wei actually possesses Qingyang Bloodline, although he looks like a human, he is not human.

Between the words, the two walked slowly to a small courtyard not far from the foot of the mountain.

"I'm home as a teacher, give me the Magic Treasures, and come back to get them in half a month!" Shi Tong said slowly.

Hearing this, Cao Lin reached out and wiped the storage bag at his waist, and took out a cloak. It was made of some kind of Demonic Beasts fur. It was all white, without a single variegated color.

Shi Tong looked at the cloak held in his apprentice's hand, folded squarely and neatly, he couldn't help laughing and said: "You haven't learned anything else, but you have learned a little about your father's hysteria."

"I just think it's more comfortable to look at like this. Master, I wonder what kind of monster fur this cloak is made of?" Cao Lin asked with a smile.

Hearing this, Shi Tong stretched out his hand to touch the soft fur, and felt it carefully.

After more than ten breaths, he nodded and asked: "The name of this beast is Mengji, and its people live in the area of ​​Shizhe Mountain and Mishui in the northern wasteland. Have you ever used this thing in your practice?"

(end of this chapter)