Chapter 55: The Four Arts of Immortality
There are still many monks in the street stall area.
Gu Changsheng blended in the crowd and was inconspicuous at all.
Dharma weapons, elixirs, talismans, and robes are all very good.
Unfortunately, he can't afford any of them.
Gu Changsheng glanced at those things longingly.
I shed tears of poverty in my heart.
The miscellaneous things in his storage bag, plus the more than seventy spiritual stones, and the spiritual rice harvested in the spiritual field this year.
The total value of the spirit stones is estimated to be less than a hundred.
Maybe it’s just enough money for a first-level mid-grade magic weapon.
And this is his entire net worth.
It seems that there are not very few.
This is a comparison with casual cultivators like him.
Many casual cultivators do not even have access to first-level, middle-grade magic weapons.
It takes a lifetime to tinker with a first-level low-grade magic weapon.
The monks who can set up a stall here can be said to be relatively wealthy among the casual cultivators.
Many people have even mastered one of the four arts of cultivating immortals.
Gu Changsheng also wants to learn this, but unfortunately, his current spiritual stones seem not enough.
In the end, it really depends on hard work in farming!
Along the way, Gu Changsheng saw at least three or four scams.
It’s the same routine, it seems familiar.
No wonder people say that people’s hearts in the world of immortality are as sinister as those in heaven and earth.
In this world of cultivating immortals where the average person is the sixth child, you can never imagine how many evil intentions the person in front of you has.
Fellow Taoist is so yin!
I don’t know since when, this world of cultivating immortals has been in such a declining state, and people’s hearts are not as old as they used to be.
There are many dirty tricks, and they are emerging one after another. Many of them are even unheard of and unseen. They are just like the telecommunications fraud in his previous life, and there are often people there to introduce new ones.
This makes many Taoist friends want to ask:
What is wrong with this world of immortality?
Is it still better? !
After visiting the stall area for a long time, Gu Changsheng only cut five kilograms of monster meat and took it home.
He couldn't bear to cut more.
One pound of demon beast meat sells for as much as three broken spirits, which is equivalent to three pounds of spirit rice.
If it weren’t for the spiritual rice in my spiritual field that finally matured.
He doesn’t even know how to cut this thing, and he is reluctant to eat it.
A common monster beast, plus various materials on its body.
No matter how you say it, it can be worth twenty or thirty spiritual stones.
This is equivalent to how many years he has been farming!
However, hunting monsters in Debo City will be dangerous.
It’s not just the dangers that come with hunting monsters.
There will also be human monks.
Outside Qingyunfang City, in the mountains that are tens of thousands of miles deep.
There are even many second-order monsters!
As long as you meet a Qi-training monk, it will be a dish delivered to your door!
Only a few hundred miles outside of Fang City, it is a lawless place, and the situation is extremely chaotic.
Gu Changsheng put the fresh monster meat wrapped in paper into his wide and big sleeves and hurried on.
Have a good meal today.
......
"Hey, Liu Daoyou, you and the others are back from hunting monsters?"
When Gu Changsheng returned to his home.
I saw the neighbor on the left side of my house who had not been seen for several days. He usually dressed like a common scholar's neighbor.
Gu Changsheng also knew his name, which was Liu Changqing.
In the past, he was indeed a scholar in the ordinary world. He seemed to be a good scholar, much better than when he was studying.
Later, he unexpectedly embarked on the path to immortality, and then came to Qingyunfang City. But he still retained his secular habits.
This is also normal. Many immortal cultivators will have this habit to some extent.
There are still a small number of monks from cultivating sects and families. Most of the monks are actually casual cultivators, and their origins are very complicated.
"Four days after leaving the workshop, I hunted a first-level low-level monster with many fellow Taoists. Finally, my time was not wasted. The harvest from this trip was pretty good."
That scholar-looking man The young man, Liu Changqing, smiled and said.
"Congratulations to Fellow Daoist Liu!" Gu Changsheng congratulated him.
After congratulating and chatting for a few more words, Gu Changsheng stopped disturbing him. He took the time to cast a series of spiritual rain spells on these spiritual fields.
Young people are full of energy. While farming, they can form a team with others from time to time and go out to hunt monsters.
Gu Changsheng did not comment much on this.
Everyone has his own way of life.
If it weren’t for the Immortal Path Fruit, it would be hard to say that he wouldn’t be so desperate.
For this world, the life of a monk is too short, like a mayfly, living and dying, and the avenue is so fascinating.
If you can't see the scenery of the foundation building realm in this life.
The sword flies between heaven and earth!
Isn’t it a pity?
The only thing Gu Changsheng can be sure of is that Liu Changqing is definitely not the fairy seedlings he planted back then.
The entire Qingyunfang City is so big, the fairy seedlings he once planted are actually relatively few.
A large part of it was divided between the other two immortal cultivating families on the map.
Almost all of them were left to have children.
Don’t ask him why he knows.
......
He cooked a pot full of spiritual rice, almost two kilograms.
A full five kilograms of fresh monster meat was cut into slices, cooked, and then dipped in the secret dipping sauce in the bowl. It was a fragrant mouthful with the spiritual rice.
One word, luxury!
But he can’t do this again in the future.
At least after this meal is eaten, the next year’s harvest of spiritual rice in the spiritual fields will not be possible again.
It is difficult to have such a luxurious meal anymore, and living standards will plummet at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"There is wine today, and you are drunk today. Worry will come tomorrow, and you will be worried tomorrow."
Gu Changsheng raised his head and drank a large mouthful of wine from the gourd.
I have been drinking wine for more than two hundred years, so I have a unique flavor.
It's like drinking the taste that has been fused and precipitated by time and years.
……
After eating this very luxurious meal of monster rice.
Gu Changsheng quickly took the time to start practicing.
......
In the evening, he sat at the door and began to think about which of the four arts of immortality would be more suitable for him.
Actually, there is nothing to think about.
There is a saying in the world of immortality, refining elixirs will ruin a life, refining weapons will ruin three generations!
As for the formation?
That requires a person to have good talent in the formation method and a lot of resources.
Noble formation masters are basically trained by families and sects, and will never favor poor people like him without spiritual stones.
Among the four arts of cultivating immortals, only talisman making is the most affordable.
It seems to be the most suitable for him at the moment.
Of course, it is close to the people, which means that the talisman making will be special.
Rolling up, he is not too afraid of this, because no one can roll up to him!
But he has no money now! !
(End of this chapter)