Today, I'm talking about two kinds of talisman forging methods. One was the Ling Exciting Hoe, the other was the Needle Thread Sucking Sac.
From beginning to end, the two of them didn't ask for his opinion.
"Yes!"
The outer sect disciples didn't like Hao Min Shijie. She was fickle and they never got any benefits from being ordered around by her. Her temper was also bad, and she was as moody as Luo Li Shixiong. If they didn't get what they wanted, they would scold and beat them.
But for normal xiuzhe, cultivation was like a flower in the mirror or the moon in the water. Ling veins, ling herbs, jingshi, none of them were things they could hope for. In comparison, spells were much more practical. If they could find a good job, and get a good income, other than ensuring their livelihood, their descendants wouldn't have to work so hard in the future.
His index finger seemed to be wearing a gold glove. Expressionless, Zuo Mo's eyes were intoxicated. The sunlight gradually shifted, leaving his finger before it revealed its original appearance. A layer of faint gold energy surrounded Zuo Mo's index finger, slowly spinning.
When Zuo Mo charged into the Hall of Hearing Dao, there were already many people sitting inside. He randomly found a meditation mat and sat down, panting heavily.
Forging? Zuo Mo instantly rejoiced inside. He had been in Wu Kong Sword Sect for two years and had never heard Third Shixiong talk about forging.
Xu Yi Shixiong's set of green jade bells was one of the talismans that Zuo Mo wanted the most. With red copper as the frame, the seven green jade bells were lined up in a row from big to small. Each bell was carved with countless characters as thin as mosquitoes and flies. The green light flowed, extremely adorable.
Along the way, there were old trees, grass everywhere, a fragrance spreading. It was full of life. Occasionally, he could see little animals like rabbits and squirrels, happily jumping back and forth. But Zuo Mo didn't have the mood to admire it at all. His heart trembled as he held the jade pendant, his legs trembling as he struggled to move forward.
Before he could wipe his mouth, a sword light suddenly fell from the sky and landed in the yard. The jinzhi around the yard didn't have any room to resist and exploded.
Every once in a while, Third Shixiong would teach some cultivation methods. This was one of the benefits of outer sect disciples. The great majority of people entered the sect in order to learn more spells so that they could find a good job after leaving the sect.
Zuo Mo held the jade pendant and stood dumbly at his spot, watching the two disappear into the sky.
When one was unlucky, even drinking cold water would get stuck between the teeth. He had never imagined that he would be so unlucky.
Zuo Mo forcefully swallowed the curse that reached his mouth back into his stomach. His heart jumped. Why had this death god come?
The Hall of Hearing Dao was situated on Wu Kong Mountain's Bull Horn Peak. This peak was named because it was shaped like a bull horn.
On the table, the chimes of the set of bells made of jade rose in spirals and rippled. Zuo Mo felt his mind become alert and refreshed. The tiredness from staying up last night was swept away.
Xu Yi Shixiong spoke with fervor and assurance. There was a spirit in his expression that made others admire him.
Along the way, there were restrictions everywhere, some bright and some dark. Some powerful restrictions would occasionally release terrifying pressure that almost suffocated him. With his level of Qi Refinement, if he accidentally touched these restrictions, not even ashes would be left of him.
Zuo Mo pathetically jumped up from the ground. Damn it! It was already seven in the morning. Ignoring his hunger, he rushed out like a gust of wind.
Before he could bow, he heard the other snort: "You are Zuo Mo?"
Cold Mist Valley was located between two peaks. It was shrouded in mist all year round. The temperature was much lower than other places in Wu Kong Mountain, so it got its name. As an important place in the sect, outer sect disciples didn't have the right to enter. If it wasn't that Zuo Mo's [Little Art of Cloud and Rain] had reached the third level, Hao Min definitely wouldn't have chosen him.
Finishing, she didn't look at Zuo Mo and turned to walk towards Luo Li. Holding his arm, her smile was like a flower, her voice as soft as water: "Shixiong, let's go."
The golden light on his finger shook and the aged gold energy suddenly collapsed.
Listen carefully. I'll only say the content today once … … "
Zuo Mo put his index finger in front of his bloodshot eyes.
Like Zuo Mo, with a cultivation of lianqi seventh level, there weren't many jobs he could find. But adding on his third level of [Little Art of Cloud and Rain], he could find a pretty good job in the medicine gardens of the grain farms. Sky Moon Jie wasn't very productive, but due to the good weather and abundant ling energy, there were a lot of medicine gardens in the grain farms.
After listening to Xu Yi Shixiong's lecture, it was six hours later. He hadn't eaten anything last night, and then spent his mind listening for six hours. Zuo Mo was so hungry his chest was sticking to his back. Hurrying back to the yard, he randomly found something to stuff his stomach.
If he wasn't born with a zombie face, his face would definitely be deathly white right now, without a trace of blood.
Each set of bells had different effects. What had just been ringing was [Great Clear Sound Incantation]. Those who heard it could calm their nerves and quickly recover their energy. It really was a rare talisman.
At this time, if one was in the air above Wu Kong Mountain, they would see hundreds of figures charging out of the yard and gathering in one direction.
Ding!
Zuo Mo once again cursed the rule that outer sect disciples weren't allowed to fly inside the mountain. He sprinted.
Just as famous as his talent and strength, was his temperamental temper. He was responsible for supervising one of the mines in the sect. Supposedly, if the xiu slaves that worked were slightly disobedient, he would kill them with one blow.
Xu Yi, ranked third among the inner sect disciples. Usually, he was responsible for teaching the outer sect disciples. He was Xin Yan Shishu's disciple and the one most skilled in forging among the inner sect shixiong. Other than that, he was very knowledgeable in miscellaneous subjects.
From when he opened his eyes, he had always been dealing with ling grains and had never taken care of the medicine fields. What was even worse was that with his cultivation, he could only use the third level of [Little Art of Cloud and Rain] once a day.
Zuo Mo listened very carefully. This was the first time he had come into contact with forging. He was afraid he would miss a word.
A male with an icy expression appeared in front of Zuo Mo.
Her gaze made Zuo Mo very uncomfortable but he didn't dare to show any dissatisfaction. He respectfully bowed: "Greetings to Hao Shijie!"
Thinking about the rain agreement he had made with the other shixiong, his mouth was bitter.
"I heard your [Little Art of Cloud and Rain] has reached the third level?" Hao Min stared at Zuo Mo and asked.
The light of dawn broke through the darkness. The orange sun slowly rose. The sunlight slanted into the seclusion room through the window. The thin fingers suddenly lit up!
Not allowing Zuo Mo to argue, she threw a jade pendant to Zuo Mo, faintly saying: "This is the proof to enter the medicine fields. Make rain once a day. Starting from today, until I return, in this period of time, you take care of the medicine fields. "
A green-robed young female examined him with interest. Her chin was sharp and thin, her cheekbones slightly protruding. A smile hung on her face but there wasn't any warmth in her eyes.
Zuo Mo's attention was on the table in front of Shixiong. Other than the set of green jade chimes, there were many other things.
Ling Exciting Hoe is an essential talisman for you to take care of the ling fields. It can activate the ling energy contained in the ling fields, allowing the ling grasses to absorb ling energy more easily. The needle silk sucking pouch is used to absorb the juice of some ling grasses. Remember, after absorbing the ling grass juice, you have to hand it over as soon as possible. Otherwise, when the ling energy in the juice dissipates, you won't get a single contribution point.
Hao Min Shijie and Luo Li Shixiong were both disciples of Yan Le Shishu. Supposedly, Luo Li Shixiong was abnormally infatuated with her. It seemed that the rumors weren't groundless.
Spells were the use of ling energy. What was important was teaching and comprehension. There were geniuses that comprehended spells on their own, but for normal people, it was more realistic to receive teachings.
Zuo Mo could only be envious. This set of green jade chimes was something Xu Yi Shixiong had spent countless efforts to forge. The other shixiong didn't have it.
"Very good." Hao Min said in satisfaction, "I'm going out for a while. In the meantime, I'll leave the medicine fields to you."
Scriptures increased ling energy cultivation. What was important was resources and accumulation. Ling veins, ling herbs, jingshi, they could quickly increase cultivation. If they didn't have it, they could only rely on time to slowly accumulate.
"As expected, it's a zombie face."
The moment his feet touched the ground, Zuo Mo almost fell to the ground.
Luo Li was too lazy to talk to him. He suddenly appeared behind Zuo Mo, grabbing him by the collar and leaping into the air.
Xu Yi waved his sleeve and the door to the Hall of Hearing Dao slammed shut.
Just at this time, dang dang dang dang dang, the melodious sound of the bell rang five times, echoing in the mountains.
Her tone suddenly became harsh: "My temper isn't very good. I'll say the ugly words first. If anything happens to the medicine fields, I won't forgive you when I come back!"
Zuo Mo grimaced inside.
Wu Kong Sword Sect had three herb fields. The one that Hao Min Shijie was responsible for was in Cold Mist Valley. He held the jade pendant, his heart anxious as he walked in the direction of Cold Mist Valley.
Zuo Mo might have called himself the first among the outer sect disciples to have a steed, but it was the first time he had experienced flying at such high speeds. He felt the world was spinning. The wind blowing against his face hurt and he couldn't open his eyes.
Xu Yi Shixiong was deeply loved and respected by the outer sect disciples. If it was any other shixiong, would they use [Great Clear Sound Incantation] to help them stay alert?
"Zuo Mo greets Luo Li Shixiong!" Zuo Mo's tone was respectful and he hurriedly made a deep bow. Luo Li Shixiong might be ranked fourth among the inner sect disciples but he had the deepest cultivation in this generation of disciples. His personality was cold, obsessed with cultivation. His talent was extremely outstanding. He was the only one in the second generation that had practiced the sect's [Empty Sword]. He was also publicly recognized as the disciple most likely to practice the sect's ultimate [Void Sword] in the last two hundred years.
Aged gold energy!
Sitting at the front was a young person about twenty years old. His face was like a crown jade. When his star-like eyes opened and closed, the light was threatening. A dark blue plain robe. In the dozens of people in the room, it gave people the feeling of being a crane among chickens.
Recovering from his dizziness, the first sentence that Zuo Mo heard instantly made his good feelings towards the speaker drop to zero.
Some large sects, before their disciples zhuji, they forbade them from learning spells. Because in their eyes, cultivation was the most fundamental.
"You have been in this sect for a long time. I know a little of the hardships. You have to cultivate well. Don't have any thoughts of slacking off. In the future, your lives will be easier and you won't have suffered for nothing. I won't be long-winded about the cultivation of scriptures. There aren't any shortcuts to this. If you have good results at the end of the year, I will naturally pass on high level scriptures to you.
Warmth floated onto Luo Li's face. He carelessly glanced at Zuo Mo. With a cold snort, the two of them flew off.
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