Cultivation, the higher the level, the more resources were needed. Just relying on one person's power was far less realistic than borrowing the power of a sect. Even roaming xiu, they had their own circles. There were very few roaming xiu that were truly independent.
He was slightly panicked.
"What do you want?" Zuo Mo gritted his teeth and asked.
He didn't know if it was because of his guilt, but Zuo Mo felt that Yan Le Shibo's eyes seemed to have deeper meaning when he looked at him. Did Shibo also know about Elder Wei Nan?
"Just one piece of third-grade jingshi. That's very worth it. Just one piece of third-grade jingshi. If you put in a bit more effort, you'll earn it. However, the benefits that you receive will benefit you endlessly. Is there a better deal in the world than this? "
"Hee hee, zhuji, it's the first barrier for xiuzhe. But what many people don't know is that it's also one of the most important barriers. It will directly affect your future cultivation. Don't blame me for not reminding you. Using those zhuji dan, it's not good for you! "
Right now, he rejoiced that his zombie face was the best disguise.
He forced himself to calm: "Shibo also knows how poor this disciple is. If I don't grow something to sell, I probably won't even have the jingshi to learn dan -making. "
"Hee hee." Pu Yao pointed at the third-grade jingshi in Zuo Mo's hand.
Zuo Mo's steps stopped.
"Finally finished." Zuo Mo sat on the ground panting. Looking at the little pile of matured ling herbs, his heart was filled with a sense of accomplishment. He turned to look at the corner. The third-grade fire dragon grass was almost matured, fiery red and very promising.
Pu Yao smiled lightly, peerlessly handsome.
Zuo Mo dazedly looked at the piece of third-grade jingshi in Yan Le's hand.
What was going on?
Zuo Mo had named this lingdan "Great Strength Pill". It sounded very jianghu but he didn't care.
Third-grade jingshi! This was the first piece of third-grade jingshi he had ever seen!
"Ha ha, to do business, how can I not recognize it?" Yan Le enjoyed Zuo Mo's flattery. His already small eyes narrowed to a slit as he chuckled: "As expected of a ling plant farmer! When you plant things, you're not just faster than other people, you're better than other people. Shizhi has put in effort. Everything you plant is easy to sell and the price isn't bad. "
He gently touched the crystal, his eyes showing an intoxicated look.
Yan Le took the pill and squinted at it for a moment. "Did you refine it? What's the use of this pill? "
He originally planned to refine a few more and give them to Yan Le Shishu to sell for Jingshi, but very quickly, he could only put this matter aside. In the spirit field, there was a batch of spirit grass and spirit medicine ready to be harvested. He cultivated diligently every day. He would use the [Little Art of Cloud and Rain], [Art of Earth Energy], and [Art of Crimson Flame] a few times a day. As for [Art of Flora] and [Art of Aged Gold], they would come up every few days.
Without thinking too much, he took out the Teleportation Talisman and stuck it on his leg. The spiritual power in his whole body revolved. Grabbing the Fire Dragon Grass, his whole body was like a red cloud, rolling towards Cold Mist Valley.
He had a premonition that if he went to find his master now, it would be too late.
Inside the West Wind Valley, a fellow shaped like a skeleton bent over in the spiritual field, sweating profusely.
Pu Yao said leisurely.
Zuo Mo repeated what Master had said.
"Quite a lot of good stuff! En en, third grade South Qi seed, third grade Seven Leaf Chrysanthemum. Hm, there's also Sky Star grass, also third grade! This can be sold for a pretty good price … … "Yan Le seemed to be very familiar. He actually knew all of these ling grasses and herbs.
For Zuo Mo who was short on money, this was a timely rain. Out of caution, he even asked Master for leave.
Even though Pu Yao was in his sea of consciousness, but this perverted renyao with an unpredictable personality, he definitely couldn't be relied on. Pu Yao was a completely dangerous terrorist. If he could avoid provoking him, he would try to avoid provoking him.
This guy … …
— — Pu! You damned renyao!
Damn it! He hadn't thought that he would enter zhuji so quickly. He didn't even have any preparations. He didn't know what to do next, what he should do. He always felt that zhuji was very far away from him.
Zuo Mo was naturally very grateful. His wallet was unprecedentedly full and he completely forgot that he had wanted to make jingshi from making vigorous pills. Even when he returned to the Little West Wind Yard, he was still in a dazed state.
"That's right, that's right." Zuo Mo smiled along. But his expressionless face really gave people a strange feeling.
As expected, this renyao didn't have good intentions! So he had been eyeing his third-grade jingshi! Zuo Mo was furious and snorted: "I'll ask Shibo … …"
"Fire dragon grass!" Zuo Mo gaped, squeezing out the three words from between his teeth.
Like a miser, he looked at the piece of third-grade jingshi in front of him.
"Don't you want power? I have a method of zhuji. It's pretty good. It guarantees that you will successfully zhuji, and your cultivation will increase greatly. "Pu Yao's cool voice was thick with temptation.
Pu Yao's right eye narrowed into a crescent shape, reminding Zuo Mo in a friendly manner: "There's not much time."
"Then I'll help you sell it. It's slow for people to accept new lingdan. I can't guarantee how much I can sell." Yan Le said after thinking.
His heart howled.
"Hee hee, those shibo of yours, it's not that I'm looking down on them, but they can't give you much power. Look at your master, he's not a match for the person who changed your appearance and erased your mind. How about it, I haven't let you suffer before. [Embryonic Breathing Spiritual Cultivation] is useful, right? Sword essence, oh, you've reached the threshold! I'm a very trustworthy person. "
"Idiot, you're going to zhuji!" Pu Yao suddenly appeared, a face full of disdain as he looked at Zuo Mo.
Yan Le carelessly took out two stalks: "Qi Nan Zi, and this Golden Grain Scarlet Palm Rowan. Don't sell it. Keep it. In the future, you might need it in dan -making. I remember that your master had me help her collect it. It's easy to sell these two stalks, but it's hard to buy them. "
Yan Le nodded: "Ha ha. Without jingshi, you can't learn anything. You're a ling plant farmer now. You don't have to worry about jingshi. As long as you plant well, us elders won't mistreat you. "
Seeing Zuo Mo's dazed gaze, Yan Le couldn't help but chuckle. He threw the jingshi to Zuo Mo: "Alright, don't embarrass me like this outside."
Zuo Mo wanted to cry. Something as terrifying as fire dragon grass, only a terrifying person like Shixiong could endure it! People like him, there would only be one outcome. That was dying from the collapse of ling energy.
"Here!" Zuo Mo gritted his teeth and threw the third grade jingshi in his hand hard at Pu Yao. He wanted to smash this renyao to death.
"Zhuji?" Zuo Mo didn't care about the disdain in Pu Yao's voice and hurriedly asked: "What happened? Why are you suddenly going to zhuji? "
Putting down the large package, Zuo Mo wiped the sweat on his forehead: "This is a batch of ling herbs that just came out. Shibo, help me sell it." Selling even though he needed to pay twenty percent to the sect, but Zuo Mo still decided to let the sect sell it. Other than Yan Le Shibo knowing the market better than him, the sect contribution points were also very practical. And the more contributions one made to the sect, the higher one's status in the sect would be.
Zuo Mo hurriedly put away the two stalks of ling herbs.
Thirsty! He licked his lips and swallowed.
Zuo Mo's brain still hadn't reacted. He might have thought that this batch of goods would be worth some jingshi, but he never would have thought that just the down payment would be a piece of third grade jingshi! The windfall that fell from the sky smashed Zuo Mo dizzy. His entire person felt as though he was floating.
In comparison, Zuo Mo was more willing to borrow the power of the sect. At least, the elders of the sect all looked normal. But this way, increasing his status in the sect became very important.
The color and completeness of the third grade jingshi far surpassed the second grade jingshi. It was a perfectly formed crystal, glowing and translucent, without any impurities, just like a transparent crystal. The ling energy contained inside was very strong!
The light of the jingshi gradually dimmed. The throbbing in Zuo Mo's heart became even stronger.
Right, he could go ask Shibo and the others! Zuo Mo patted his head and prepared to run towards the grey beaked goose.
The burning feeling inside his body became even stronger. Zuo Mo wanted to tear off his clothes. His blood vessels were like burning metal pipes. He was abnormally thirsty, abnormally uncomfortable! There wasn't much time left!
Suddenly, his hand seemed to be pricked by something. The jingshi on his hand suddenly lit up. Zuo Mo was dumbstruck, looking in bewilderment at the glowing jingshi. A strong throbbing suddenly formed in his heart, as though something was about to explode.
Suddenly remembering something, Zuo Mo, who had turned to leave, stopped his body. He took out the "Great Strength Pill": "Shibo, how much do you think this lingdan is worth?"
Under the shadow of the hair on Pu Yao's forehead, a knife-like curve was drawn.
The throbbing in his heart became even stronger. Zuo Mo felt as though his heart was about to jump out. Pu Yao's words in his ears seemed to become slightly unreal, illusory.
Before this, Zuo Mo had never farmed like this before. Due to his careful care, all the plants in West Wind Valley were growing very well. Some ling plants that had a short growth cycle could already be harvested.
After separating the ling grasses and herbs according to their grades and then carefully wrapping them up, Zuo Mo rode the grey beaked goose straight to Yan Le Shishu's residence.
"You woke up? What do I need to do? "Zuo Mo didn't know what to do.
Yan Le squatted down and flipped through the ling grasses that Zuo Mo had brought, the joy on his face increasing.
"I'll help you sell the rest. If the sect needs it, I'll give it to you at the market price. " Finishing, he took out a piece of jingshi and handed it to Zuo Mo: "This is a piece of third-grade jingshi. It's a down payment. Keep it well. I'll get your Li Ying Feng Shijie to send the rest to you in a few days. "
Yan Le saw Zuo Mo, especially the large bag on Zuo Mo's back, his eyes instantly lit up: "Did Shizhi grow something good?"
"Hee hee, a wise choice!" Pu Yao easily caught the jingshi, his thin lips lightly moving: "Here, take that fire dragon grass to Cold Mist Valley."
Pu Yao shrugged: "Enough ling energy, naturally you have to zhuji. Just now, you were stimulated by the ling energy inside the jingshi. The ling energy inside your body, oh, woke up. "
The throbbing in his heart became even stronger. Everything in his vision seemed to twist. Zuo Mo felt as though something inside his body was burning.
Zuo Mo was very impressed and hurriedly flattered: "Shibo is really strong, you even recognize it." Shi Feng Rong was the youngest in the group. Zuo Mo's title of Yan Le changed from Shishu to Shibo.
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