I Am Immortal In The Cultivation World Chapter 72

The scorching sun.

A pergola was erected in the field, and Zhou Yi was lying on a soft chair.

After taking a sip of the iced sour plum soup, he casually flipped through the book called "The Legend of Sanying".

"Chapter 309, Love turns into hatred, who suffers from torture... Well written, eh? Why doesn't it come later!"

Zhou Yiteng sat up from the chair. After repeated confirmation, the author of the story was an eunuch. Maybe it was because he had earned enough spirit stones, or maybe he died of old age, and it was a pity not to see the end.

The master of Jingxuzhai has a very complicated collection of books, and Zhou Yi is not picky, he borrows all kinds of books to read.

Such as notes and miscellaneous talks, biographies, anecdotes, and even the novels of the immortal world, as well as critical reading of spring and autumn.

This volume of "The Legend of Three Heroes" is a masterpiece in the storybook. The description of fighting and killing is extremely refreshing. Of course, the protagonists in the book are all geniuses of the generation, and the real world of cultivating immortals is just around the corner.

Not far away, Gu Chen's mana was exhausted from the neighbor's house, and someone who was familiar with the road came over to grab a cold drink.

There are two lounge chairs under the pergola, and the other is for Gu Chen.

"Comfortable."

Gu Chen drank three glasses in a row and breathed a sigh of relief.

The cultivator is immune to the cold and heat, and he still has a sweet and sour taste, otherwise he will become a stone.

Then he glanced at the script on the table, shook his head and said, "It's useless to read a lot of this book. The person who wrote it should be a monk, but he's probably crazy."

Zhou Yi said with a smile: "Brother Gu, you can divide everything that is useful or not. Isn't it too tiring to live?"

Gu Chen was silent for a while, then said slowly.

"You are still young. When you are my age, you know that you have a short life and a lot of things. You can't wait to spend two days in one day."

"It's called being alive."

Zhou Yi didn't know how to comfort them for a while. The two had known each other for four years, and they met in the field basically every day. They had already known each other's past.

Gu Chen practiced ancestral exercises. He was in his thirties when he entered Xiaodan Mountain, and now he is more than eighty years old.

The fourth floor is the middle stage of qi refining, and there is a bottleneck that is not a bottleneck.

For monks with three spiritual roots or even better qualifications, they passed without feeling, but they troubled Gu Chen for more than 20 years.

Of course, it has a lot to do with Gu Chen's days and nights of farming in recent years, and he basically has no time to cultivate.

"Running? Hoho, Linggen has decided the monk's life!"

Gu Chen laughed bitterly, and his voice was a little sad: "Don't I know that reading is good? It takes Lingshi to borrow books. It's better to save it and pay off the debt to the cave early. After getting the land deed, it will be inherited by the family."

As for the cave dwelling in Xiaodan Mountain, if the monk has paid off the debt before he dies, the title deed can be passed on to descendants or disciples with spiritual roots.

Spiritual roots are rare, and mortals have no one in ten thousand.

Gu Chen married a lot of wives in the mortal world, and he only got a grandson of four spiritual roots a few years ago, so he began to work hard to earn spiritual stones.

Xiaodanshan cave house does not prohibit Taoist couples from staying in double repairs, but it does not allow families to live together. This promotes the sales of the cave house, and basically prohibits the disciples of the family power overhead.

Gu Chen paid off his debts in the cave where he lived, so he moved to another cave to practice cultivation, and his grandson no longer had the pressure of borrowing.

"We let this cave mansion exploit for most of our life, and we can't let our grandson suffer."

"Brother Gu is right."

Zhou Yi nodded and said, "The family has passed it down from generation to generation. Maybe one day there will be an Erling Root or even a Tianling Root, and they will directly worship the Dan Cauldron Sect and become the master of Xiaodan Mountain."

Gu Chen smiled and said, "Just like the Ling family?"

The Ling family was originally similar to Gu Chen. There were two cultivators in the family who farmed in Xiaodan Mountain. As a result, the family gave birth to a granddaughter with double spiritual roots, who became an official disciple of Dan Dingzong in one fell swoop.

Uncle and grandfather are expensive because of their granddaughter, so there is no need to plant the land, so he arranged errands in the office.

"Real-time changes, no one can say for sure."

Zhou Yi said quietly: "It's so mysterious and unpredictable, isn't it the charm of the world of immortals?"

"Haha! We have cultivated a small hundred years, so it's not as good as you, a young man to see clearly."

When Gu Chen was chatting, he did not forget to run the exercises. He recovered some of his mana while talking, and got up to water the spiritual field.

Zhou Yi drank another cup of sour plum soup, left the remaining half of the jar behind, and left with the words book in between.

Trading area.

Zhou Yi grabbed his hands and walked around the streets for a while.

The cultivator I met smiled and nodded, and said some unnutritious words. Generally speaking, it's been good recently, and it's okay to make do with it.

Take a look at each store, make inquiries, and accurately grasp market dynamics.

The items placed on the street stalls can be sold, and the price is 20% to 30% lower than that of the store, but the appearance and authenticity are mixed.

There are often rumors that a certain cultivator picked up leaks on a street stall, and a few spirit stones were worth hundreds or thousands of dollars.

Zhou Yi also listened to it, being a joke, laughing and laughing, whoever believes it is a fool!

In the end.

When I saw the Daoist Hu who was selling wine, his hair was gray, and his Taoist robe exuded a strong smell of wine lees. When he spoke, he showed two front teeth.

There were twenty jars of wine on the booth, which were sealed with red mud, with numbers ranging from one to twenty.

Anyone who visits often knows that the Daoist Hu can only brew a kind of spirit wine, "Red Rainbow". When the wine is poured into the glass, it looks like a red rainbow hanging in the sky, blooming with brilliance, hence the name!

Zhou Yi squatted in front of the booth and asked, "Old Hu, why are you willing to sell 20-year-old spirit wine today?"

Daoist Hu said with a grin, "Hey! We'll be happy, but I won't tell you!"

"Yes! This 20-year-old altar is cheaper. Five spirit stones are sold to me."

Zhou Yi's price is not low, basically emptying out all the remaining property, but fortunately, the lifespan is unlimited, and there is no need to use spiritual stones and spiritual pills to improve cultivation.

Daoren Hu hesitated for a moment, and looked at the old customer's face: "I sold you."

Zhou Yi paid the spirit stone and left with the wine jar.

All the way to the southeast corner of the trading area.

Jingxu Zhai.

Zhou Yi walked into the door and saw two monks negotiating a price.

The jade slips for practice and spells are sold here, and the collection of classics is just the hobby of the owner of Jingxu Zhai.

The master's Taoist name is Jingxu. At the age of 11~www.mtlnovel.com~, her head is still full of black hair, which is no different from the age of thirty or forty.

Until the cultivator paid the spirit stone and left the shop together.

Zhou Yi came forward with the wine and placed it on the counter together with "The Legend of Sanying".

"Senior, is there a second half of this book? I feel itchy when I read it."

"Really so beautiful?"

Jing Xu said: "Instead of reading the absurd stories in this book, it is better to read a few notes on farming. Maybe you can collect a few more liters of rice."

"That's really boring!"

Zhou Yi smiled and said, "Our temperament and talent probably have nothing to do with the description in that book. Can't we imagine it?"

"Hahaha, that's right!"

Jing Xu immediately smiled brightly, opened the lid of the wine jar, sniffed the smell, and poured it directly into his mouth.

Coo, coo, coo!

After half a jar of wine, Jing Xu wiped his mouth and handed the rest to Zhou Yi.

"Hu Daoren's nature is not very good, but this spirit wine brewing method is more and more old and mellow!"

"That's right, or Lao Hu can be as free as he is!"

Zhou Yi gudong gudong drank half a jar of wine, and the spirit wine turned into his limbs and bones, and he turned the Returning Yuan Jue into mana, which was comparable to a ten-day retreat.

"Happy!"

"You're funny, so change it up every year."

Jing Xu took out a book from under the counter: "The author of the book has not written it yet, I will personally urge him to take this book back and read it for yourself, don't pass it on to others."

"Um?"

Zhou Yi's expression was slightly condensed, and he borrowed hundreds of books from Jingxu Laodao. This was the first time he had specially warned him.

He took the book with both hands and saw the name on the cover.

"An Essay on the Analysis of the Spiritual Qi of the Pure King".

Chapter end