She had never heard of anyone learning array glyphs in such a way.
However, Shidi was a freak. He learned things differently than other people, and earned jingshi differently than other people. Many times, she had wanted to urge Shidi to be more frugal, but when she thought about the jingshi that Shidi earned every day, the words that reached her mouth shrank back.
Fourth-grade Pine Green Peak Sword, fourth-grade Hundred Desolation Auspicious Beast Belt, fourth-grade Loose Gold Crown, third-grade Cloud Gauze Water Sleeves, third-grade Sky Woven Robe, third-grade Cold Python Ling Armor … …
Shidi only spent six hours a day accepting business. The rest of the time was spent on the mountainous piles of materials in the yard.
Being injured was a small matter. If the sect leader remembered, ge's days in the future wouldn't be good!
After reading Gu Rong Ping's information, Zuo Mo had a feeling that this Gu Rong Ping would be a strong rival of Eldest Shixiong. As to himself, he didn't have any thoughts. If it wasn't for the sect leader's orders, he definitely wouldn't attend the Sword Test Conference.
She was so angry that she almost died.
She laughed. Wei Sheng Shixiong and Zuo Mo Shidi were both geniuses. How could normal people understand the thoughts of geniuses? Before Zuo Mo Shidi, Li Ying Feng had never seen a formation disk. She carefully put the formation disk in the corner. After helping Zuo Mo clean for so many days, she could easily distinguish what was useful and what was useless.
"Oh." Zuo Mo took it and asked, "Did you give it to Eldest Shixiong and Luo Li?"
After Zuo Mo left, Li Ying Feng came to clean the yard.
Zuo Mo's business today was average. Starting from a few days ago, his business had dropped. He knew that this was unavoidable. There were only so many xiuzhe that had needs. It was all thanks to the Sword Test Conference that he was able to earn so much. The ones that could really take out good things were mostly foreign xiuzhe.
There were ten fine talismans in total. They had the right to choose according to the final results. Zuo Mo finally understood why so many xiuzhe would come to Dong Fu to attend the Sword Test Conference.
Zuo Mo's eyes were bright, staring at the rows of prizes, drooling.
Li Ying Feng's face was black, the tendons on her forehead throbbing. It would have been better if Zuo Mo hadn't mentioned it. Once he mentioned it, she felt extremely discontent. The sect leader had ordered her to be in charge of logistics. She had specially sent the information she had gathered to Wei Sheng Shixiong and Luo Li Shixiong. Wei Sheng Shixiong was nowhere to be found. Luo Li Shixiong looked strangely at her and asked: "What is the use of this?"
Next was the rules of the Sword Test Conference. Li Ying Feng Shijie probably knew that the three of them definitely wouldn't care about this so she listed it out completely. The rules were not hard to understand. After the preliminary Sword Test Conference, the Sword Test Conference would begin.
After tossing and turning for four hours, the sound tablet indicated that the time was up. Only then did he awaken from his oblivious refining.
Tsk tsk, even Golden Core Stage experts had come out to be the judges. Moreover, there were ten of them. This lineup was really not small!
She stopped in her tracks, her gaze landing on a formation plate beside her feet. In the first few days, Junior Brother made the most array discs, but then, the number of array discs he made became less and less. Junior Brother had not refined an array disc for several days.
When it was time to start work and earn crystals, he stood up reluctantly. Before, he hadn't felt anything about formations, he just felt it was hard to learn. Now that he was focusing on his research, he found many interesting places.
Zuo Mo's gaze suddenly landed on a figure in the jade scroll. Wearing a black gauze hat. Wasn't this the person that had come to cut the Cold Magnet? So this guy was also a competitor!
"What is this?" Zuo Mo asked curiously.
Seeing that the road to wealth wasn't long, her research would most likely be interrupted.
Looking at Zuo Mo's unconcerned attitude, the displeasure in her heart reached a peak. With a cold snort, she turned and left. Zuo Mo was puzzled. He didn't know which words had angered Shijie.
Ningmai, ningmai, ningmai … … all ningmai! All the foreign xiuzhe that had passed the preliminary Sword Test Conference were ningmai xiuzhe. Looking at this lineup, Zuo Mo didn't have any thoughts of struggling. He was considering if he should just admit defeat as soon as he went up. But the warm and amiable smile of the sect leader suddenly floated into his mind. He instantly shook and woke up, hurriedly dispelling the thought.
The talismans at the back were all third-grade and above, but they were clearly a few grades lower than the first ten. But Zuo Mo still looked with interest. Alright, even if ge can't get it, I can enjoy watching, Zuo Mo comforted himself. These days, he had been completely immersed in the world of formations. Every day, he spent large amounts of attention. Now that he could relax, he felt very comfortable.
Zuo Mo started to flip through the materials. Sometimes, he would summon the Stalagmite fire to forge the materials, sometimes he would take out a little knife to process the materials into the required shapes. Sometimes, he would suddenly stop and sink into thought. The materials flowed through his hands like a lantern. Some were carefully put into the corner, some were thrown on the ground.
Zuo Mo didn't understand this Sword Test Conference all this time. It was completely useless to waste so many people and money to hold a Sword Test Conference.
Suddenly, when his gaze swept across one of the prizes, he first paused and then suddenly stood up!
Returning to his room, he picked up the jade scroll and casually browsed through it.
When Zuo Mo finished, Li Ying Feng handed him a jade scroll.
The first ten talismans, without exception, were all the best of the best. Compared to the talismans he had taken from the wastrels of Ling Ying Sect, they were a grade or two better. Zuo Mo wanted to sell himself and trade for the talismans for some of the prizes.
Just like this, he randomly browsed through the prizes, occasionally calculating their value and drooling.
He didn't recognize the remaining people.
Looking down, Nan Men Yang, Gui Feng and the others were not simple people. However, Zuo Mo still saw some people he was familiar with. Dong Fu Hall's Yu Bai, Ling Ying Sect's Chang Heng, Dong Qi Sword Sect's Zong Ming Yan and the others were all among them. He even saw someone he had seen a long time ago, Chi Sword Sect's Liang Luo. However, the other person who had given him the ice crystal sword, Shi Xiang, was not on this list.
As expected, people die for wealth, birds die for food! He gritted his teeth and thought furiously. Every time his gaze swept across a prize, countless ripples would form in his heart. At this time, he hated himself for being so weak.
The scenery of Clear Sky Lake was beautiful, the ling energy thick. It was more prosperous than Dong Fu, and the number of sects far surpassed Dong Fu. This first expert really had some value.
But when he saw the cultivation of these people, he was instantly speechless.
The first two rounds were random one on one matches. After that, it would be the Sword Trials without any rules! At that time, Elder Tian Song Zi would open the Great Pine Pavilion of Dong Fu Hall for all the competitors to enter. In the Great Pine Pavilion of Dong Fu Hall, any competitor could attack anyone until the other lost the ability to fight. The last ten people that remained would become the victors of this competition. To guarantee that no deaths would occur among the competitors, there would be about ten jindan xiuzhe watching the entire time, ready to save at any time. And the strength of these ten people would be judged by those jindan experts.
There was a large amount of information in the jade scroll, especially the information of some experts. It seemed that Shijie had put a lot of effort into it. As he watched, Zuo Mo's interest was piqued.
Why did she think of making formation disks? Was it to prepare for the Sword Test Conference?
Forcefully shaking his head, he threw all the random thoughts out of his mind. His eyes once again landed on the yard. The yard was the backyard of the store. Naturally, it couldn't compare to his little yard in West Wind Valley. The little yard was filled with all kinds of materials, jade stones, gold thread, green bamboo etc. Most of these materials were first and second-grade materials that were not worth much, but in terms of numbers, it was very impressive.
Looking at this list that could be called extravagant, he felt that only Eldest Shixiong had a chance of winning in the sect. Even Luo Li Shixiong wasn't enough.
Sword scriptures and spells usually had many parts that were not detailed and focused on comprehension. Only formations focused on the changes of yin and yang and the five elements. Even though it was extremely complex, but after studying it in detail, Zuo Mo could still find the connections.
Cultivation was made by piling up jingshi. Zuo Mo knew this phrase a long time ago, but after studying formations, he had a deeper understanding of this phrase. Formations were completely made by piling up jingshi!
But not long after, it would be the day of the Sword Test Conference. Right now, he was too lazy to think about the problem of earning jingshi. He would think about it after the Sword Test Conference.
As she tidied up, she sighed. No wonder Shidi felt that jingshi wasn't enough to spend. Spending like this, how could he spend it? Li Ying Feng helped Zuo Mo buy all the materials he needed. She was very clear about Zuo Mo's daily expenses. Every day, the jingshi that Shidi spent on materials was as low as thirty to forty pieces of third-grade jingshi, and as high as one hundred pieces of third-grade jingshi. And that was because Shidi mostly needed low level materials. If it was intermediate materials, then the expenses would instantly shoot up to an astounding level.
Zuo Mo opened his eyes from meditation and shook his head. His cultivation still hadn't changed. This was the fifteenth day that his cultivation hadn't changed. Pu Yao was still meditating. He didn't know when he would wake up.
Oh, maybe the elders had their own ideas. Zuo Mo unconcernedly looked down and instantly became alert.
Hm.
"The information on some of the competitors for the Sword Test Conference." Li Ying Feng saw Zuo Mo look strangely at her and explained, "The sect leader told me to do the logistics. I can't just do nothing. Oh, and some information on the Sword Test Conference. "
Next was the prizes for the Sword Test Conference.
Luckily, there weren't any jindan xiuzhe. Otherwise, Zuo Mo felt that his heart wouldn't be able to take it.
Li Ying Feng picked up the formation disk from the ground. Looking closely, she found that she didn't understand the formations on it at all.
After greedily and carefully looking at the first ten prizes, Zuo Mo, still not satisfied, continued to read.
Like Gu Rong Ping. He came from Clear Sky Lake and was called the top expert of the younger generation of Clear Sky Lake. He might look gentle and refined, but his title of the top expert of Clear Sky Lake had truly been earned through fighting. Starting from two years ago, he had started to fight sect by sect. He had never lost. That was how he became the top expert of Clear Sky Lake.
If he had the time, he might as well go earn jingshi, Zuo Mo muttered.
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