The Immortal Spiritual Picture

The steward was a little surprised after hearing what Gu Changhuan said, but he still smiled and said, "Yes! Fellow Daoist, come with me and see!"

Gu Changhuan followed the steward to a corner on the second floor, where there was a display cabinet with some human-shaped puppets inside.

Gu Changhuan laughed and said, "It seems that I am the first person to come to Lin Yaofang City to buy farming puppets."

"In fact, this kind of puppet used for production is still easy to sell elsewhere, but the location of Lin Yaofang City is too special." The steward's words were not false at all. After all, no one would open up a spiritual field under the eyes of the demon clan, which would be a loss.

The steward took out a puppet from the cabinet and cast a spell on the puppet.

The human-shaped puppet slowly raised its head and took out a hoe from the grid on its chest. After turning its head around, it lowered its head again. After not finding the land, it put the hoe back.

"This is the puppet responsible for cultivating the spiritual field, and it also has the functions of sowing and weeding."

After he finished speaking, he took out two more puppets.

"This one is responsible for watering, and the largest one is responsible for harvesting and storing. Generally speaking, the cooperation of these three puppets is equivalent to that of an experienced farmer. Moreover, the puppets are tireless, and as long as there is enough spiritual power supply, they can keep working. As long as they are not damaged by external forces, they do not need to be repaired for hundreds of years."

After the steward finished speaking, he opened the top of the puppet like prying open the top of a person's head, revealing a groove

"This is the position for placing the spiritual stone."

Gu Changhuan looked at the three puppets whose facial features were not even carved,

"It sounds good, but fellow Taoist has not yet mentioned the disadvantages of this puppet!"

The steward was not embarrassed,

"Fellow Daoist, you are very knowledgeable. This puppet naturally has its drawbacks. First of all, the adaptability of this puppet is much worse than that of a combat puppet; secondly, the puppet consumes spirit stones very quickly.

A low-grade spirit stone can only support a puppet for two days at most, which is also a common problem of puppets. This groove can hold ten low-grade spirit stones, which saves the need to frequently replace spirit stones."

Gu Changhuan nodded, "I wonder how much this puppet costs?"

The manager smiled and said, "This kind of puppet is cheaper than a combat puppet. A set of puppets only costs 800 spirit stones."

Gu Changhuan frowned and was secretly shocked. These puppets are only first-grade middle-grade.

"In this case, two of the first two types of puppets are needed, and one puppet for harvesting is enough."

The steward smiled even more happily. He took out a thin booklet from his storage bag, "This is the spell to drive the puppets, as well as some simple maintenance techniques. Please accept it."

Gu Changhuan took the booklet and seemed to smell a faint medicinal fragrance.

He handed over the spirit stones, and when he came down from the second floor, his steps were a little dazed.

One thousand four hundred low-grade spirit stones!

He has always earned spirit stones from others, but it is rare for him to pay others a large amount of spirit stones at one time.

The steward smiled and sent Gu Changhuan out of the Kaitian Palace, "If you want to buy any puppet magic tools next time, just come to the Kaitian Palace. I will give you a 20% discount!"

Gu Changhuan smiled and said to the steward, "Next time for sure."

Turning around, the smile on his mouth had turned into a sneer. A Qi training level 8 dared to set a trap for him. Did they really think he was a rookie who dared to show off his wealth without knowing the world?

After leaving Kaitian Palace, Gu Changhuan did not return to the rented cave, but left the Linyao Market.

Less than 20 miles away from the market, Gu Changhuan stopped, sat on a tree, and began to wait.

In less than half a cup of tea, two people wearing black clothes and masks came under the tree.

On one of the shoulders, a mouse-like spirit beast lay, and its little nose moved, as if looking for something.

"The drug-seeking rat has a reaction, and the kid is nearby!"

"He probably noticed something wrong and hid! Find him!" The slightly fatter one spoke in a low voice.

Gu Changhuan looked at the two figures, one fat and one thin, under the tree and summoned the Qingyun Sword and Haotian Mirror.

"Are you looking for me?"

The two looked up and saw a handsome boy sitting on the tree with his head down, looking at them with a smile.

"What are you standing there for?! Hurry up and do it!" the fat man ordered.

Gu Changhuan looked down at them, the Qingyun Sword hummed, and instantly emitted a bright light and shot towards the people under the tree, piercing the thin man's chest in the blink of an eye!

The fat man wanted to escape immediately when he saw this, but a light covered him, and he was horrified to find that he could not move.

Gu Changhuan jumped down from the tree, and the Qingyun Sword returned to his hand. He looked at the rat on the fat man's shoulder with cold eyes

"It turned out to be a drug-seeking rat. It seems that you are lucky, but that's it."

The fat man stared at Gu Changhuan with wide eyes and looked at him as he raised the sword, his eyes full of fear and despair

"Daoyou, wait a minute!" The person who had been hiding on the side finally couldn't help but speak

Gu Changhuan turned a deaf ear to him, raised his sword and fell, and a head rolled on the ground twice and rolled into the bushes

A black-faced sturdy man walked out from the dark

"Fellow Daoist, you killed my Haoran Sect disciple! Don't you want to say something?"

"Haoran Sect disciple?" Gu Changhuan looked at him with a mocking look

Haoran Sect's sect rules are extremely strict. If a disciple commits a crime near the market, not only will he lose his life, but even his immediate superior will be implicated.

"This is clearly a treasure-hunting monk who wants to kill me for money. How could he be a disciple of Haoran Sect?

Daoyou better think clearly before you speak."

This is both an advice and a warning.

In fact, the black-faced strong man regretted his words as soon as he said them. Seeing that Gu Changhuan gave him a way out, he had no choice but to give in.

He originally wanted to get a share of the pie and grab the subordinate's braids by the way, but he didn't expect Gu Changhuan to act so quickly. Everything was over before he could do anything.

Not taking advantage and being pushed by Gu Changhuan, such a yellow-mouthed boy, he felt a little embarrassed. He wanted to take action but couldn't find a reason, so he could only snort and fly away on his sword.

Gu Changhuan shook his head. Why did he meet only idiots since he went out to travel?

What he hadn't thought about was that independent cultivators were not like the children of a family who were born to be cared for and protected by their clansmen. Even low-level disciples of a sect could only spend a lot of time on sect tasks to maintain their status as disciples of their sect. It wasn't that these cultivators were really stupid, but that they were blinded by money.

He picked up the storage bags of the two Qi training cultivators he had killed, and took them out of thin air.

He took a gray stone that looked like a spirit stone. This was a photo stone, a very interesting magical tool that could record images and sounds. It was a pity that this thing was extremely fragile, otherwise, it would really be the best carrier for preserving inheritance. ŴŴŴ.

He carefully put away the photo stone, cremated the bodies of the fat and thin cultivators, and left the place.

It was a pity that the drug-seeking rat had died with the fat cultivator because it had recognized its master, otherwise it might still be a helper in the future.