I have a fairy palace in my body

Chapter 3 Purchasing Elixir Seeds
There is only one monk's inn opened by the Chen family in Heishui Town, but it costs five spirit stones a day, so Fang Han can't afford it.

The monk inn is much more expensive than an ordinary inn.

In addition to the fact that these inns have some deep backgrounds, monks can get shelter and recuperate here, and basically don’t have to worry about danger. The aura of heaven and earth is for the tenants to practice.

Fang Han couldn't afford to live in a monk's inn, so he could only live in a mortal's inn.

In the upper room of the inn.

Fang Han swallowed the healing elixir again, and held a spirit stone in his hand.

Close your eyes again.

Continuously running skills, repairing the injuries in the meridians and the physical body.

Fang Han's current kung fu method is the most common basic kung fu method in the world of cultivating immortals, practicing qi scrolls.

It can only be cultivated to the third level of Qi training.

But the advantage is that there will be no problem if you switch to any exercises in the future.

There are healing elixir and spirit stones, and the conditions for healing here are much better than those in the mountains.

He is recovering from his injuries.

Half a month later, Fang Han was almost healed.

"Finally, I have some self-preservation power."

Fang Han opened his eyes, radiant.

He has practiced Qi at the first level, and the spells mastered by the original owner are only fireball and wind control, but they are all only at a low level.

In addition, he also mastered a combat technique called Tiger Mighty Saber Technique.

Nothing else.

"What a mess, no wonder he was killed with just one blow." Fang Han shook his head.

He pondered for a while.

He walked out of the inn and walked towards Heishui Town's market for immortal cultivators.

The square market in Heishui Town is very small, because it was newly opened by the Chen family in recent years.

So it's still pretty small.

At this time, Fang Han had already changed into a blue satin robe and walked into the market.

The layout of the square market in the world of cultivating immortals is actually similar to those street stalls and night markets on the earth.

But there are two ways to trade.

One is bartering, that is, the immortal cultivator takes out some things he doesn't need and exchanges them for what he urgently needs.

As a result, these people often set up stalls for several days in a row, but failed to trade a single item.

The other is the most common one, bought and sold with spirit stones.

These things on the market are often complicated and all-encompassing, and there are even many second-hand and damaged ones.

Of course, there will be fakes and parallel imports, it depends on your eyesight.

This is also an important feature that distinguishes merchants and shops in Fangshi.

Fang Han looked around and found that quite a few people in this market came to exchange.

And he didn't have anything on him that could be exchanged for.

But it's also good to gain insight.

He turned around for a while.

Come to a stall.

The elixir seeds and spiritual grain seeds are placed on this stall.

Fang Han's eyes lit up.

When I was in Chen's store before, I was injured, hungry and tired. In order to avoid long nights and dreams, I sold Qingxin grass and left.

And the experiment he has always wanted to conduct is to test whether the seeds of the elixir, the spiritual valley, can be spawned in the spiritual field of the fairy mansion cave.

Because the predecessor collected herbs all the year round, he liked pharmacology, and he also had a lot of research on spiritual grasses and elixir.

So Fang Han saw it at a glance.

The stalls here are basically the seeds of the first-order elixir.

"Ziyang grass, ice spirit grass, hookah root, red blood grass, popular grass..."

Fang Han casually called out several seeds of elixir.

The stall owner gave him a surprised look.

Most of the cultivators can distinguish the spiritual herbs and elixir that grow out.

But just the seeds are not necessarily.

"Fellow Daoist is also the husband of Lingzhi?" the stall owner asked.

"I understand." Fang Han nodded.

"Since Fellow Daoist is also the husband of Lingzhi, you should know that the elixir seeds here are basically the ones that are easy to take care of and survive, and are not strict with the environment."

"The ones that are more than ten years old can be harvested and sold. There is a great demand."

"For the sake of Ling Zhifu, what do you think of selling you a low-grade spirit stone for three first-level elixir seeds?" the stall owner said.

A playful smile appeared on the corner of Fang Han's mouth.

The other party took him for a fool.

These first-order elixirs, which are decades old, are commonly used in the early stage of Qi training. They are relatively common in the market. All major shops have stocks all year round, and most of them are relatively cheap.

Why don't people just buy decades of elixir instead of your seeds?

Unless it is the Xiuxian family and sect, it needs to be planted in large quantities in its own spiritual fields.

But in that case, people will naturally not come to the market stalls to buy goods.

Seeing Fang Han's expression, the stall owner smiled unnaturally.

"I'll give you four spirit stones."

"Give me twenty elixir seeds, plus a pack of spiritual grain seeds."

Fang Han said lightly.

"What, fellow daoist, are you kidding me?" The stall owner's expression darkened.

"Don't sell and pull down."

Fang Han turned and left.

After going out for more than ten meters.

"Hey, forget it."

"I'm at a disadvantage, so let's pay the price you said." The stall owner shouted at him.

Fang Han came back, handed four spirit stones to the other party, took away twenty elixir seeds, plus a pack of spirit grain seeds, turned around and left in a hurry, without seeing the last sly smile of the stall owner.

Go back to the inn.

Close the door.

Fang Han couldn't wait to enter the fairy mansion cave.

He stood beside the spiritual field, thought for a while, took out the storage bag, and planted all the packets of spiritual grain seeds into the spiritual field first.

Then backed out.

Why he planted the spiritual valley first was a conjecture he wanted to confirm.

The next night, Fang Han entered Xianfu Dongtian again.

I saw that on the spiritual field, there was a piece of millet growing half a person's height, golden in color, with heavy ears and full grains.

Exuding a faint aura.

"Sure enough, it will mature in one day!"

Fang Han was overjoyed.

The first-order spiritual grain is cooked once a year, suitable for monks in the early stage of Qi training.

"But it's only been a day, how come you mature?"

Could it be that the flow of time is different?
Thinking this way, Fang Han lit two sticks of incense after he went out. One stick of incense was placed on the inn table, and the other stick of incense was placed on the top of Xianshan Mountain after entering the cave.

After one stick of incense was about to burn out, Fang Han compared the burning degree of the two sticks of incense inside and outside.

"The degree of combustion is similar, so it proves that the time flow rate of Xianfu Dongtian and the outside world are the same."

"Then there is only one possibility. It is the spiritual field in this subdivision. The spiritual soil has the effect of ripening spiritual plants!"

Whether it is spiritual grass, elixir, or spiritual grain planted in the spiritual field, one day is worth a year in the outside world, although the flow of time is the same.

"As the saying goes, one day in the sky is one year on earth."

"This is indeed a paradise for immortals, that's right."

Fang Han thought to himself.

It's a pity that Lingtian only has one piece of land at present.

But Lingu needs to be planted on a large area in order to be sold at a high price.

The spiritual rice harvested so far is only enough for him to eat for a while.

Still, that's good enough.

Daily consumption of spiritual grains is of great benefit to cultivation, much better than eating common food.

Fang Han carefully harvested the Linggu.

Then, twenty elixir seeds were evenly planted in the spiritual field.

This spiritual field does not need to be taken care of, nor does it need to be irrigated with spiritual water, it is simply wonderful.

He was going to wait until the elixir reached a hundred years before harvesting it.

In other words, one hundred days in the outside world, more than three months later.

Fang Han withdrew from Xianfu Dongtian.

During these three months or so, he will focus on cultivating without distraction, and strive to break through to the second level of Qi training as soon as possible.

What happened to the original owner made him firmly determined to improve his strength.

Since the spirit stone was previously used for healing, buy panacea and panacea seeds.

At present, there are not many spirit stones left on him.

So Fang Han changed to mainly eating Lingmi, and occasionally using Lingshi to assist in daily meditation practice.

The days flowed by.

Before I knew it, more than two months had passed.

"Quan Linggen, the cultivation speed is really too slow."

Fang Han opened his eyes, withdrew from the cultivation state, with a wry smile on his face.

If there is no large amount of elixirs, spirit stones will assist.

For a Qi-training monk with full spiritual roots, even breaking through a small realm will be extremely difficult.

For example, now, Fang Han is stuck at the peak of the first level of Qi training, unable to break through for a long time.

He thought about it for a while, but he gave up the idea of ​​harvesting the elixir in advance to exchange for the spirit stone and elixir to break through his cultivation.

After all, it will be one hundred days soon.

In other words, the elixir planted is about to reach a hundred years old, and it will be a big loss to harvest early at this time.

Fang Han walked out of the inn and went to Fangshi, Heishui Town.

During this period of time, when he was not practicing, he also visited the market from time to time.

Open your horizons, communicate with people, and increase your knowledge of cultivation.

After all, the original owner was only practicing Qi.

Not much knowledge.

During this period of time, he also got a piece of news in Fangshi that this year, the six major sects of Chu State will recruit disciples in Yunye Immortal City, which is thousands of miles away from here.

"If I can join the sect, then I can learn the knowledge of cultivation in a more formal way, instead of being blind and trying to understand the elephant."

"More importantly, with the sect as the backing, I will be relatively safer." Fang Han thought to himself, of course this is just his idea.

He just decided in an instant to try to join the sect, but it is definitely useless to practice Qi at the first level in this state, so he must find a way to break through to the second level of Qi training as soon as possible, and then try his luck.

Fang Han came to Fangshi to set up a booth for magic skills.

Spells are cast by monks who need to consume the mana in their bodies. In terms of image, it is to release moves and spells.

Whether the spells cultivated are superb or not, and how well they are trained, are related to the strength of the monks.

And the exercises are the practice of inner strength and mind. There are also major exercises and minor exercises.

Fang Han is currently practicing basic skills, and his strength is still too low, so he doesn't need to practice other skills.

He focused on the spell jade slip.

Spells are generally roughly divided into elementary, intermediate, and high-level spells.

Although the spell jade slip can be reproduced, the price is still high.

For example, the most common and cheapest fireball technique requires more than a dozen spirit stones.

The wind control technique costs 20 yuan of spirit stones.

At the beginning, the original owner went to the mountain several times to collect elixir and sold it, and bought the Wind Control Technique after accumulating spirit stones for a long time.

In addition, the spells learned must conform to one's own spiritual roots, otherwise it is basically impossible to practice.

Of course, for a full-line spiritual root like Fang Han, in theory, spells with five elements and three mutation attributes, that is, all spells can be cultivated, but the speed and difficulty of cultivation are not flattering.

Every kind of spell requires mana and mental power to practice to reach a certain level.

It is far from enough to simply meditate and absorb the aura of heaven and earth to restore one's own mana. It needs to consume more pills and spirit stones than usual to quickly replenish mana and spiritual power in the body.

The square city of Heishui Town is too small, and there are not many spell jade slips on the stalls.

And now he only has five pitiful spirit stones left in his hands, and buying the spell jade slips is far from enough.

when he was about to leave.

Suddenly, my heart skipped a beat, as if I felt something.

Looking back, he saw a figure on the other side of Fangshi in the distance that made his back shiver.

"It's that guy."

"Why did he come to Heishui Town?"

A huge crisis immediately enveloped Fang Han's heart.

His back was drenched in cold sweat.

Fang Han hurriedly lowered his head and left Fangshi from the other side.

This person is none other than the murderer who killed the original owner and snatched the original owner's storage bag in the deep mountains a few months ago.

The evil cultivator Zhao Peng has three levels of Qi training.

(End of this chapter)