When Lu Ping's words fell into Li Erqiang's ears, it was like throwing a dried up fish into the water. His entire being was revitalized. The surrounding crowd also went into an uproar. They quickly quieted down and listened to Lu Ping's explanation.
Lu Ping pondered for a moment and said, "This is a thousand-year-old spirit herb required to concoct a special type of pill. Ordinary alchemists rarely use it, so not many people know about it. Right now, I need it to concoct a type of pill. If you have any requests, I will try my best to satisfy them."
When the crowd heard that these three dark and swarthy weeds were actually thousand-year-old spiritual herbs, cries of surprise rang out from all directions. They didn't expect that such a treasure would appear in the market where mortals and cultivators mingled!
Hearing Lu Ping's words, the crowd quieted down. They looked at the dumbfounded Li Erqiang standing beside Lu Ping, waiting to see what request he would make.
However, Li Erqiang was still immersed in great joy. He murmured, "It really is a treasure. Big Brother, you saw it. It really is a treasure. Finally, someone recognized it …"
Seeing Li Erqiang's excited expression, Lu Ping was afraid that Li Erqiang wouldn't be able to shake off this huge emotional gap in a short period of time. If this went on for too long, it might even affect his cultivation. Lu Ping coughed. This cough was like a sudden clap of thunder in Li Erqiang's ears.
Li Erqiang looked at Lu Ping gratefully and said, "If Senior didn't recognize these three spirit herbs today, this junior might have given up on this treasure. Therefore, this junior will listen to Senior's instructions."
A thousand-year-old spirit herb was too far away from a Blood Refining Realm cultivator, and it might even get him into trouble. Hence, he said, "Fine, I won't take advantage of you. Although these three thousand-year-old spirit herbs are rare, ordinary cultivators wouldn't be able to recognize them. I'm the only one who needs them for a secret technique. I can see that you're already at the peak of the Blood Refining Realm, so you must be preparing to enter the Blood Condensation Realm. There's a Blood Condensing Pellet in this jade bottle, I'm sure it'll be enough to help you break through."
When Li Erqiang heard the words' Blood Condensation Pill ', his mind went blank. He took the jade bottle from Lu Ping in a daze. Only after Xiao Sima's reminder did he come back to his senses and nodded in thanks.
Lu Ping waved his hand and said, "Hurry up and find a place to cultivate in seclusion. Before you reach the Blood Condensation Realm, it's best if you don't leave the three family cities."
Li Erqiang's unfocused gaze finally shook as if he understood something. He pretended to look around casually and saw a few people's eyes flickering. He couldn't tell what they were planning. Clearly, the people around him didn't hear Lu Ping's warning because Lu Ping had cast some spell.
Li Erqiang hurriedly bowed to Lu Ping, then hurried out of the market. Not long after, Lu Ping noticed that a few cultivators who had set up stalls had unhurriedly packed up their things and were walking in the direction that Li Erqiang had left as if nothing had happened.
Lu Ping shook his head and continued to stroll around the market under Xiao Sima's guidance. With Li Erqiang as an example, quite a few people in the market took out some of their treasures for Lu Ping to appraise. However, Lu Ping didn't encounter any more surprises like Li Erqiang's. Even so, Lu Ping still managed to find a few stalks of five-hundred-year-old spirit herbs, which could be considered a small harvest.
However, even so, the few people who had their spirit herbs appraised were extremely grateful. These spirit herbs were too obscure, ordinary cultivators and even pill refiners wouldn't be able to recognize them. Moreover, this place was located in a remote area, and there might only be one or two pill refiners in the three great clans. Normally, these pill refiners were very elusive, so how could anyone fawn over them?
In the blink of an eye, a day had passed. Lu Ping brought Xiao Sima back to his cave abode with an excited expression. No wonder so many cultivators liked to stroll around the mortal market. The feeling of hunting for treasures was indeed wonderful. Moreover, as a pill refiner, he had a deep understanding of the various spirit herbs. The respectful gazes of the rogue cultivators around him greatly satisfied his vanity, making him feel a little high-spirited and high-spirited. When Lu Ping thought of this, he couldn't help but smile. It seemed that there wasn't much difference between cultivators and mortals.
He gave Xiao Sima ten spirit stones as wages, and Xiao Sima repeatedly begged Lu Ping to look for him if there was anything he needed help with. Seeing Xiao Sima leave happily after obtaining his consent, Lu Ping smiled and returned to his cave abode to cultivate in seclusion.
The last five days of cultivation had only allowed Lu Ping to relieve the depletion of his transcendence energy and mental exhaustion caused by the continuous battles over the past few days. However, as Lu Ping's cultivation became more and more profound, this kind of situation rarely occurred during battles. However, once it did occur, he wouldn't be able to completely recover in a short period of time.
Lu Ping swallowed a medicinal pill and began to cultivate Qi on the Spirit Gathering Praying Mat. The powerful restorative abilities of the "North Sea Wave Listening Technique" wrapped around the spiritual Qi around Lu Ping's body and refined it bit by bit into his bloodline to replenish the damage it had suffered. At this moment, Lu Ping's bloodline was like a hungry Taotie, devouring all the spiritual Qi and refining it into strands of pure transcendence energy.
However, every time Lu Ping's cultivation technique circulated to the bloodline on the right side of his chest, a sharp Sword Qi would appear out of thin air and stab at Lu Ping's bloodline, obstructing the circulation of the cultivation technique. This caused Lu Ping's circulation of the "North Sea Wave Listening Technique" to slow down for a period of time.
Lu Ping's complexion became somewhat gloomy. He hadn't expected that Daoist Master Jin Li's Sword Qi would be so troublesome to deal with.
That day, Lu Ping had originally believed that Daoist Master Jin Li's Sword Qi would only cause him minor injuries after being weakened by him. However, in the past few days, every time Lu Ping circulated his cultivation technique to cultivate, a sharp Sword Qi would appear near the wound on his right chest. Not only did this prevent the wound from healing, it also affected Lu Ping's cultivation. At the same time, this sort of pain, as if one's flesh was being cut, was truly unbearable.
He had been careless! Lu Ping fiercely smacked his lips. Worthy of being a magic treasure, worthy of being a Core Forging Daoist Master!
Daoist Master Jin Li had left this Sword Qi in Lu Ping's body. Aside from affecting Lu Ping's cultivation, it also had another function: to leave a mark on Lu Ping's body. Even if Lu Ping ran out of Daoist Master Jin Li's perception range, Daoist Master Jin Li could still use this remnant Sword Qi to quickly find Lu Ping.
He had to expel this Sword Qi from his body as soon as possible!
For the next three months, Lu Ping once again returned to his previous state of arduous cultivation. Every day, apart from cultivating, he would refine pills. Every half a month or twenty days, he would take Xiao Sima on a stroll around the Three Family Cities' shops and mortal markets, sweeping through all the five-hundred-year-old spiritual plants.
However, it was clear that apart from the three black spiritual plants from last time, Lu Ping wouldn't have the same harvest as his first purchase. However, Lu Ping didn't really care.
On the other hand, the people in the mortal markets all viewed Lu Ping as an expert. Often, people would ask Lu Ping for advice on spiritual plants. Lu Ping didn't refuse any of them, answering each and every one of them. These rogue cultivators all benefited greatly, and were all willing to sell the spiritual plants they harvested from the sea to Lu Ping.
It wasn't easy for rogue cultivators to cultivate. Most of the time, they only had incomplete inheritances. To these cultivators, any kind of cultivation knowledge was precious. At the very least, these explanations about spiritual plants could help them gain more benefits when they were exploring the wild, and in turn, they could exchange them for more cultivation resources.
What Lu Ping didn't realize was that while he was explaining to others, Xiao Sima, who was following behind Lu Ping, was quietly listening to him. Every time Lu Ping returned to his cave, Xiao Sima would change his relaxed expression from before, and instead, he would hurriedly rush back to his residence. Lu Ping smiled, and didn't mind.
The transcendence energy in Lu Ping's body flowed along with his bloodline, like a surging river. The surging torrent split mountains and valleys as it advanced towards its target. However, along the way, there would always be a sword aura that was like a giant rock that was stuck in the middle of the river, and the torrent had no choice but to go around it.
Then, after being continuously scoured by the torrent, the edges of the giant rock were finally smoothed out, and then it started to loosen. Today, the torrent finally launched its final attack on it. The giant rock swayed, and finally moved from its position bit by bit. In the end, it was carried by the surging torrent, and rushed downstream.
Lu Ping drew out a stream of clear water from the crystal glass bowl. Under Lu Ping's command, the clear water flowed around him like a river, and at the same time, it performed the circulation of the bloodline in Lu Ping's body. Suddenly, a wave splashed out from the river, and the wave instantly turned into a small sword in the air. Like a small fish that was wagging its tail, it left the river, and began to swim around Lu Ping.
Then, a second wave appeared, a third, a fourth, … until the eighty-first small swordfish appeared vividly in front of Lu Ping.
There was still a wave splashing out from the river, but this time, the wave only turned into a water sword, and it was not as agile as the swordfish. It only spat out a sharp light, and it guarded Lu Ping's surroundings.
After a total of three hundred and twenty-four waves splashed out, the small river suddenly seemed to become docile. It flowed smoothly, and no more waves splashed out. However, it now had an indomitable will.
Lu Ping looked at the three hundred or so sword lights in front of him. At the same time, eighty-one of them had reached the level of Spiritual Communication, and he smiled in satisfaction. This was a blessing in disguise. After half a year of bitter cultivation, not only had he refined the Sword Qi that Daoist Jinli had left in Lu Ping's body to cause trouble, but Daoist Jinli's cultivation technique was actually the same as Lu Ping's. There were many things he could use as a reference. When Lu Ping refined this Sword Qi, he actually gained some understanding of the realm of his swordsmanship, and his swordsmanship level rose by another level.
However, this improvement in his cultivation wasn't that great. Although he didn't lack alchemical pills, Lu Ping used his divine sense to observe that the eighth Condensed Blood Pearl had finally grown to a third of the size of the other seven Condensed Blood Pearls. He still felt somewhat helpless. After all, this Condensed Heart Pearl was a cheap trick. Even though it was said to be harmless, it actually prolonged the cultivation time.
When Lu Ping came out of seclusion, he saw a glittering golden Sound Transmission Talisman floating above the protective formation outside the cave. This was actually no different from an ordinary Sound Transmission Talisman, except that it was a bit more extravagant and formal, and was usually used as an invitation.
Lu Ping stretched out his hand and took the invitation, sending his divine sense into it. After a while, Lu Ping narrowed his eyes in amusement and muttered to himself, "An invitation from the Li Clan? This is rather interesting."
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