Having experienced it once, Zuo Mo took the ball of light. When the ball of light touched his hand, it turned to countless characters that floated in his mind.
As soon as the Sect Leader and the others returned, they announced these measures. Something must have happened, or was about to happen. Over the past two years, he was deeply moved by this point. The spells were crystals! No matter which sect or group one belonged to, the secret art would not be passed down for no reason. In the past, the sect's techniques required contribution points. This was normal. Contribution points were actually crystals. Now that the Sect Leader suddenly said that Spiritual Arts did not require Contribution Points, it was very clear that there was a problem.
He Rong thought for a moment, then said, "The current market price of a first-grade Scarlet Red Flower is about two third-grade Jingshi for one tael. How much does Mister Zuo expect to harvest?"
"Haha!" Pu Yao smiled in satisfaction. Ding ding dong dong, a string of jingshi colliding sounds made Zuo Mo's heart ache.
Correspondingly, his hatred towards Pu Yao quickly increased! Sixty pieces of third-grade Jingshi, only to buy such a useless technique, especially when he was short of money!
"What can it be exchanged for?" Zuo Mo wasn't dumb and asked probingly.
"I want these crystals. Tell me, what do you want? " Pu Yao's tone was very arrogant but he reminded Zuo Mo, "However, this bit of jingshi, you can't trade for anything good."
Something bad was going to happen!
"As expected of a ling plant farmer, the output is astounding." He Rong praised. He continued, "I'm willing to pay sixty pieces of third-grade jingshi as a deposit. If the market price was lower than two pieces of third-grade Jingshi for one tael, they would buy it at that price and make up for the balance. If the price was higher than this, they would follow the market price. What does Mister Zuo think? "
Perhaps he should buy a Spirit Armor. The spirit armor he was wearing was a Second Grade Spirit Armor given to him by Martial Uncle Yan Le. It was simply too incompatible with a Third Grade Magic Treasure like the Water Drop Sword. But he was only thinking about it. Sixty pieces of third-grade Jingshi were naturally enough to buy a third-grade spirit armor. However, he could only buy those ordinary Third Grade Spirit Armors. The number of Finest Grade Spirit Armors was more than this.
Zuo Mo nodded. "I planted many Crimson Flowers, but there is still some time before they mature."
Zuo Mo wanted to spit blood!
Zuo Mo gritted his teeth. "Learn!"
"Pu Yao! This Young Master will fight it out with you! Give me back my Crystal Stones … "
"Isn't that it?" Pu Yao asked curiously.
But, sixty pieces of third-grade Jingshi! Three hundred Golden Crow Pills! Last time, when he refined hundreds of Golden Crow pills, he almost died from it.
Deeply affected, Zuo Mo decided to make golden crow pills to make up for this loss.
Carrying endless sorrow and motivation, Zuo Mo headed straight for Fragrant Ginger Yard, planning to furiously make Golden Crow pill. But soon, he heard some unfortunate news. Xu Qing told him that the ingredients for the fasting pill had been used up.
"En. When I opened my eyes two years ago, all I could think about was surviving in the door. At that time, he didn't have any thoughts, nor did he think about the future. I'm used to being here. I'm used to this mountain. Later on, Master also treated me very well, although she had a bad temper. And Wei Sheng Shixiong, Old Black, Li Ying Feng Shijie, Xiao Guo … … "
"Even if something happens, you can't do anything," Pu Yao said unconcernedly.
In the sea of consciousness, Pu Yao sat on the gravestone, extremely smug, and said darkly, "Hahahaha, formations … … hmph hmph, in the future, if anyone talks to me about formations, I will talk to them about women! Wahaha … "
"En."
Sixty pieces of third-grade jingshi, for Zuo Mo, it was an enormous sum.
Zuo Mo then asked about the market prices of all kinds of herbs. He Rong was clearly very experienced and could unhesitatingly report the prices of almost all the herbs. After that, the two of them made an agreement and exchanged marks. The so-called mark was to leave their spiritual mark on a blank jade scroll. This way, it was much easier for the two to communicate. With the mark, the paper crane could easily find the other and easily communicate.
"But I don't want … …" Looking at the distant starry sky, Zuo Mo murmured.
"What are you worried about?" Pu Yao had come out at some unknown time.
The series of changes in the door caused Zuo Mo to smell something unusual. Master had told him with a stern face that he had to work hard and not slack off. She also told him that he could read all the jade scrolls in the sect, including the jade scrolls in Fragrant Ginger Yard, and didn't need to spend any contribution points.
The benefits that he had dreamed of before were placed in front of Zuo Mo but he didn't feel any happiness.
In the Little West Wind Yard, a heart-wrenching howl echoed!
Zuo Mo didn't have a flying sword to send letters. He could only use paper cranes.
He had persisted in practicing [Embryonic Breathing Spiritual Cultivation]. His consciousness far surpassed normal people but he didn't know how to use it. Right now, the only use of his consciousness was to inspect lingdan when he was making dan.
Zuo Mo murderously went to find Pu Yao.
"I've heard of you for a long time." Joy came onto the person's face but he still showed strong self-control: "This one is He Rong, I run a little shop. I heard that Mister Zuo has planted a lot of Fiery Red Flowers. This one wants to ask if Mister Zuo is willing to sell."
Zuo Mo was slightly surprised: "I am."
In the end, Master hesitated and told him to spend more time practicing the sword. It was fine even if he was slower in dan -making. If at this time, Zuo Mo still didn't know that there was a problem, then he really was an idiot. Master waved his hand for him to return. When he stepped out of the door to the dan room, Zuo Mo clearly heard Master's weak sigh.
As expected, when he returned to the Little West Wind Yard, Pu Yao came out.
Pu Yao still held a grudge against Zuo Mo's answer last time. This counterattack made him feel very good!
"Here, for you." Pu Yao threw a ball of light to Zuo Mo, throwing down a sentence: "The payment is settled!" and then disappeared.
This time, Master's conversation with him lasted for four whole hours. How to study on your own. It seemed to be explaining everything clearly.
The bad feeling in Zuo Mo's heart became even heavier.
No matter from which angle, Zuo Mo wasn't a person with slow reactions. Of course, maybe Pu Yao had reservations about this point.
"Hee hee, up to you. How about it? This little trick, do you want to learn? "Pu Yao laughed darkly. That bloody pupil was like it had found prey, making Zuo Mo's hairs stand on end.
At night, lying on the roof, his head on his arms, he looked at the stars in the sky, lost in thought. The sound tablet beside him weakly played all kinds of information.
"About twenty catties." Zuo Mo gave a conservative number.
"I know." Zuo Mo's eyes were slightly dim: "My strength is so weak. If something really happens, I can't help."
Sixty pieces of third-grade jingshi!
"Something happens?"
"Fifty pieces of third-grade jingshi for one tael." He Rong was slightly shocked but thinking that the other was a ling plant farmer, he instantly added: "If there is second-grade Crimson Flower, this one is willing to buy as much as you have."
One of the materials was out of stock on the market!
Pu Yao was silent. He seemed to think of something.
Thinking about it, he decided not to spend the jingshi for now. He still remembered that his body still had Pu Yao, the big eater of jingshi.
He Rong smiled and said: "This one wants to reserve it first."
This price was very good. Zuo Mo mused and then nodded: "Alright."
"Eighty mu."
If this could be tolerated, what could not!
In the past, other than that pink paper crane woman, Zuo Mo basically never used paper cranes. He had to spend money to buy paper cranes. With his situation at the time, he couldn't bear it.
This day, he didn't cultivate.
"It's better to pay it all at once." Zuo Mo had a very good understanding of Pu Yao's personality. If he paid part by part and learned part by part, then wait for this guy to ask for a sky high price. If he was stuck in the middle, he definitely would spit blood.
"I feel something is going to happen." Zuo Mo said as he looked at the stars.
He suddenly asked: "What's the price of second-grade Crimson Flower?" In his ling fields, there would be some second-grade Crimson Flower, but there wouldn't be too many.
According to Shijie's speculation, it should be that someone was maliciously buying and hoarding. This kind of material had a wide range of uses and was needed in many kinds of lingdan. One of his most important sources of income being cut off, Zuo Mo felt like he had been hit in the head!
Returning to the Little West Wind Yard, Zuo Mo's mood was very bad, as though something was stuck in his heart.
"How much did Mister Zuo plant?" He Rong asked.
[Fragrance Knowledge], using the consciousness, it could remember the special characteristics of any female, never forgetting anything. As long as the other was within five hundred li of him, he could determine the other's position and find them. When cultivated to a very deep level, as long as he channeled the scripture, even if the other was tens of thousands of li away, he could easily find them. This spell could also distinguish the quality of a female's ling base. At the end, Zuo Mo saw a comment: This spell is the must-have spell for every pervert who wants to dual cultivate!
"Oh. How do you want it? " Zuo Mo hadn't thought that the market would be so popular. The Crimson Red Flowers he had planted hadn't even matured yet and someone had come to his door to reserve them. However, he had planted this batch of Crimson Red Flowers to sell. It was naturally better that someone came to his door.
Early in the morning of the second day, Zuo Mo ran to the ling garden he had rented and cleaned it up. He was preparing to leave when someone came to his door.
"Hm, I couldn't see that you've learned." Pu Yao examined Zuo Mo and suddenly smiled darkly: "But this is good, a fair trade. This is just sixty pieces of third-grade jingshi. What you can exchange for is a little method to use your consciousness. How about it? Or you can first take a portion in advance, learn a section, then another portion in advance, and learn another section. "
Zuo Mo then asked probingly if he still needed to go to Xin Yan Shibo's for body cultivation. Master's answer once again confirmed his guess. He didn't need to go. Xin Yan Shibo was going into seclusion to forge. Then Master told him that she was going into seclusion to make dan and didn't have the time to teach him. She wanted him to study hard.
In the next few days, Zuo Mo didn't recover from this painful blow. Sixty pieces of third-grade jingshi in exchange for such a useless spell. Zuo Mo wanted to chop Pu Yao up and feed him to the dogs!
Pu Yao's intelligence might have dropped but this guy had a bad record. He had forced people to buy and sell many times.
He hurriedly ran to ask Li Ying Feng Shijie and the news he got was like lightning on a clear day.
"Sir, are you Mister Zuo Mo, the ling plant farmer?" The person asked politely, his face shrewd.
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