Late at night, Lin Mu was still practicing Gravel Palm.

Lin Mu was deeply impressed by Fang Ye's miraculous magic technique of transforming spiritual fields into rain.

He wanted to break through the third level of Qi training as soon as possible and learn the spiritual farming spell in the jade tube of spiritual consciousness.

"Ho!"

A strong wind blew up.

With a soft drink, the huge bluestone in front of him shattered.

Qi and blood surged inside Lin Mu's body, emitting waves of thunder like a tidal wave.

The internal force pulls the spiritual energy crazily, rushing through the body, constantly impacting the blocked meridians.

puff--

Lin Mu's face turned pale, and a trace of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth.

[Current injury status: 1.5%]

【Repair on!】

The immortal blood jade trembled slightly and emitted a faint red light.

A red light flashed, and Lin Mu's pale face showed a touch of blood, and his condition instantly improved a lot.

'The gravel palm and spirit-guiding art are increasingly overdrafting my cultivation. Now six months have passed, and there are only twelve rays of true energy in my body...'

Lin Mu let out a long breath, tried to restore the churning energy and blood in his body, and shook his head slightly.

'Although the cultivation speed is still within the normal range.'

'But on average, one mist-like true energy only grows every three months. Compared with before, it is still much slower.'

Ordinary five spirit root spiritual farmers, when they are at the first level of Qi training, usually accumulate a wisp of mist-like true energy in a month. When they advance to the second level of Qi training, their speed will be more than doubled.

Lin Mu's qualifications were worse than theirs in the Five Spiritual Roots.

As your cultivation level increases, the reverse amplification effect of Gravel Palm on yourself becomes less and less.

With continuous overdraft of Qi and blood, the cultivation speed can barely be the same as that of ordinary five-spirit-root spiritual farmers.

'If you want to break through the second level of Qi training to the third level of Qi training, you must accumulate fifty rays of mist-like true energy in your body.'

'That is to say, according to my current cultivation speed, it will take at least ten years...'

'No wonder the Black Cloud Sect was unwilling to train me at that time... But fortunately, I lacked everything except time!'

During the day, Master Fang gave Lin Mu three low-grade spiritual stones as a newcomer subsidy. If he absorbed them all, one or two rays of mist-like true energy would immediately appear in Lin Mu's body.

But Lin Mu wanted to be safer.

First, he was not sure whether he would be able to save enough to rent ten low-grade spiritual stones by selling the spiritual rice he planted at the end of the year.

Secondly, Lin Mu has been itching ever since he saw Master Fang reveal his magical ability to turn the spirit field into rain.

As a cultivator, you don’t even know how to use magic. How shameful!

'If I wait until the third level of Qi training before practicing that free spell, I will probably have to wait until the Year of the Monkey and the Moon of the Horse. Maybe... I can go to the market to have a look?'

…

Waimenfang City

Lin Mu stood at the street corner with three low-grade spiritual stones warm in his arms.

"I originally thought that Baiyun Gate was hidden from the world and had no information, but I didn't expect it to be so prosperous."

On the outer street, there was a steady flow of people, and all kinds of people walked past the trees.

There are antique buildings lined up in rows.

There are vendors setting up stalls selling all kinds of weird gadgets, there are all kinds of talisman and seal shops, magic weapon shops, and there are also graceful and lovable young ladies standing outside the door to solicit customers...

There are all kinds of trees in the forest that are dazzling to see.

Lin Mu was like a country bumpkin who had never seen the world, looking around here and there, wanting to try everything.

Especially those lovable young ladies in ragged clothes... Lin Mu hated it the most when the young ladies had no clothes to wear, and especially wanted to take care of their business.

Unfortunately, there is not enough money.

…

Lin Mu walked into a shop called [Wanfa Building], which specialized in selling exercises.

"Fellow Taoist, what exercises do you need?"

A young monk who didn't look very old walked towards Lin Mu: "Our shop is affiliated to Baiyun Sect. Under the Foundation Establishment, we have all kinds of magic formulas and spells. If you need anything, I can help."

Lin Mu said: "It's okay, I'll just take a look."

The young monk said wisely, "My fellow Taoist, it's easy for me, so I won't disturb you. Please call me if you need anything."

The environment of Wanfa Building is very good, with rows of antique bookshelves and a quiet atmosphere. It feels like a bookstore in a previous life.

Lin Mu browsed along the bookshelves and sighed in his heart, Wanfa Building deserves to be called Wanfa Building.

"Changchun Gong", "Qingmu Jue", "King Kong Indestructible"...more than ten kinds of Qigong exercises books are displayed on the bookshelf.

They even dare to sell Baiyunmen’s "Baiyun Jue"!

However, these classics only have the title on the cover and a first-level introduction to the exercises.

The subsequent content is in the jade tube of divine consciousness next to the book. It has exclusive restrictions and needs to be purchased before it can be viewed.

Lin Mu glanced at the price on the back of "White Cloud Jue" and his eyelids trembled slightly.

Ten levels of the technique, a total of one thousand one hundred and fifty low-grade spiritual stones!

He may not be able to earn ten low-grade spiritual stones in a year, but he sells them for more than a thousand in one breath!

'Sure enough... as long as it carries knowledge that can transcend classes, it is worth a sky-high price anywhere...'

Lin Mu weighed the spirit stones in his arms and suddenly felt that he was an out-and-out poor man.

'However, these jade tubes of spiritual consciousness that are expensive and carry the skills are just placed on the bookshelf carelessly. Aren't you afraid of someone robbing them?'

With this thought in mind, Lin Mu secretly glanced at the young monk who was not very old. I wonder if it was a coincidence, but he happened to see the young monk looking at him and smiling and nodding towards him.

Lin Mu was heartbroken when he saw him.

'This young monk looks young, but his spiritual consciousness is very sharp, and his aura is extremely restrained, which shows that his cultivation level must be above mine.'

'be careful!'

To be able to sell exercises openly and openly outside Baiyun Gate, the official backstage must be ridiculously large.

It's better not to provoke him.

…

While wandering around, Lin Mu's eyes suddenly lit up: "Isn't this the Xiao Yun Yu Jue that Master Fang mentioned before?"

In front of him was a row of bookshelves dedicated to selling spiritual farming spells. On the bookshelves were placed a series of jade tubes of spiritual consciousness of different shapes.

The spell that Mr. Fang showed earlier, which can transform a spiritual field into rain, is now on the list!

[Ivy Technique]: A low-grade wood attribute spell that can be used to open up wasteland. It sells for fifteen low-grade spiritual stones.

[Burning Wasteland Technique]: A low-grade fire attribute spell that can be used for fertilization. It sells for fifteen low-grade spiritual stones.

[Golden Needle Technique]: A middle-grade metallic spell that can be used to get rid of insects. It sells for five low-grade spiritual stones.

[Xiaoyunyu Jue]: A high-grade water attribute spell that can be used for irrigation. It sells for 1,255 low-grade spiritual stones!

…

There are dozens of spells in the forest, and the trees are overwhelmed by them.

But when he saw their selling price, Lin Mu was a little confused.

"May I ask if the prices of these spiritual farming techniques are marked incorrectly?"

Lin Mu called the young monk and asked in confusion: "Why is the low-grade spell [Ivy Technique] sold for fifteen spiritual stones, while the [Golden Needle Technique] of a higher grade only costs five low-grade spiritual stones?"

And that little cloud and rain trick is even more outrageous.

As a high-grade spell, the price is even more than a hundred low-grade spiritual stones higher than a full set of foundation-building techniques!

Among the many spells that only sell for a dozen spiritual stones, it seems extremely out of place.

"This fellow Taoist misunderstood, and the mark was not wrong."

The young monk explained with a smile: "[Golden Needle Technique] is a middle-grade magic, and its original price should be fifteen pieces of low-grade spiritual stones. However, it requires very high mental power. If you are not careful, you will lose the monk's spiritual consciousness."

It will cause irreversible damage and may even shorten your life in the end..."

"As for this [Xiaoyunyu Jue], it is said to be a spiritual farmer's spell. In fact, it is an inherited skill specially designed for spiritual farmers. It has the power of magic. It is placed here for the convenience of classification. It is a combination of exercises and spells.

body……"

After the young monk's explanation, Lin Mu finally understood.
To be continued...