Longevity begins with loose cultivation

Chapter 10 Rapid Progress

Hearing this, Lu Zhong shook his head.

"If you don't have enough spirit stones, just buy basic exercises."

Regarding this, Guanshi Qin could only show a regretful smile.

On the way back, he saw a monk selling talisman paper at a stall, and the quality of the talisman paper was not bad, so he bought a knife along the way.

When he walked into the alley where the shabby house was located, Lu Zhong suddenly remembered that he seemed to have forgotten to buy some food.

Today, he is no longer as tight as before, and there is no need to eat Fanmi anymore.

In addition, I have already bought the basic exercises, so it is time to buy some Lingmi to assist in my cultivation.

Otherwise, just by absorbing the spiritual energy of Qingliuxu, I am afraid that he will not be able to cultivate the ninth level of Qi refining before the age of sixty.

So Lu Zhong turned around and walked to the rice shop on the street, and bought ten catties of Qinghe Lingmi for a Lingshi.

This kind of Lingmi doesn't taste very good, but it should have a lot of spiritual energy, which is suitable for him who is currently struggling with money.When there are more spirit stones in the future, it is not too late to consider the taste of food.

Lighting a fire to cook, looking at his small, moth-eaten and moldy house, Lu Zhong gave birth to the idea of ​​repairing it.

But the small dilapidated house is nominally owned by Qingyangmen, so the repair of the house must be reported to the management disciples first, otherwise they will be charged with destroying Qingyangmen's assets, and even if they don't die, they will lose a layer of skin.

After such a skill, even if ordinary craftsmen, ordinary bricks, stones and wood are used, it will take one spirit stone to repair the small dilapidated house.

"This money is really worthless!" Lu Zhong sighed helplessly.

……

Time flies, and half a month has passed in a blink of an eye.

The small dilapidated house has been repaired by craftsmen, and the appearance is not completely new, but at least it is no longer moth-eaten and moldy, and leaks such as rain and wind have become a thing of the past, and it can be called a normal residence.

In terms of talisman making, Lu Zhong is still practicing day and night.

The proficiency in drawing cleaning symbols is getting higher and higher, and the success rate of making symbols is also rising, slowly increasing to [-]%.

Under normal circumstances, it usually takes two to three years for a novice talisman maker to achieve such a high success rate. Even with the guidance of a talisman master, it takes at least half a year to a year. year.

The reason why Lu Zhong was able to progress so rapidly was mainly due to the mysterious gray fog space.

And about this gray mist space where memories can be recalled, he discovered a new trick.

By comparing my daily memory of making talismans with the memory of the old book seller drawing cleaning talismans, I can correct the mistakes I made in the process of making talismans in time to achieve relatively correct talisman-making practice.

This is equivalent to having a master talisman giving advice every day.

This is much happier than those novice talisman makers who are apprentices. After all, it is impossible for a talisman master to give advice every day, and it often takes a while to please.Only when they serve their master to their satisfaction, will they be willing to teach something real.

It was precisely because he discovered the wonderful use of the gray fog space that Lu Zhong's progress was extremely rapid.

The [-]% success rate of making clean talismans is enough for him to maintain his basic living needs, and he can be regarded as a qualified talisman maker in the eyes of outsiders.

In the house illuminated by the dim fire, Lu Zhong looked at the empty rice vat, and remembered that tomorrow is the day when the market opens again, so he decided to sell the thirty-two cleansing symbols he just drew, and buy some Lingmi to help practice.

He didn't expect that in just twelve days, he would develop the habit of eating Lingmi every day for cultivation.

It is probably impossible to eat Huiling rice again.

Thanks to the ten catties of Qinghe Lingmi, Lu Zhong's progress in cultivation was not small at all.

As expected, the Shuimu Sword Art is a basic skill that is easy to learn but difficult to master. In less than half a month, his cultivation base has increased a lot, and the total amount of spiritual power has also changed from being able to support the drawing of cleaning symbols twenty times a day. Gradually increased to thirty times today.

He had a hunch that as long as he continued to take Lingmi daily for cultivation, he would be able to break through to the second level of Qi Refining within half a year.

……

The next day.

It was still dark, so Lu Zhong got up early.

After some washing, he went out with all the cleaning symbols he had painted.

Because he got up early, Lu Zhong found a good position.

It didn't take long for him to successfully sell five cleaning charms, thinking it was a good start.

But just as he accepted the talisman money, Lu Zhong touched it and suddenly found something was wrong.

Entering spiritual power into it, I was suddenly dumbfounded.

"What, fake talisman money!"

The production process of talisman paper is very complicated, there are as many as hundreds of processes, in order to make the produced paper have the property of aura conduction, so that the finished product can be regarded as talisman paper.

The five pieces of paper he was holding in his hand looked exactly like the talisman paper. Judging from the texture, they should be made of talisman grass, but the aura transmission was almost non-existent.

Such paper cannot be used as talisman paper, it can only be called yellow paper.

Lu Zhong was suddenly depressed, knowing that his happiness was for nothing.

"Liar who received a thousand knives, don't let me see you again!"

Fortunately, only five cleaning charms were cheated, and the loss was not serious. The law enforcement team of Qingliu Ruins was famous for only accepting money.

So he can only eat a fall and gain a wisdom.

It can also be regarded as a long memory for yourself.

With the sunrise, the flow of people on the street is also increasing.

Lu Zhong was pleasantly surprised to find that there were surprisingly many monks at Qingliu Market today.

The talismans he sold were particularly popular, and he sold as many as he could.

With a move in his heart, Lu Zhong raised the price of the cleaning talisman to five talismans.

But even so, all the cleaners are still sold out.

After careful calculation, today is one hundred and thirty-five talismans in the bag.

Lu Zhong, who was overjoyed, asked the stall next to him and found out that today is the Qingyang Patriarch's birthday once every ten years.

"Yeah, how did I forget!"

He slapped his head and remembered that today is a very special day.

"No, I have to go to the street quickly, or it will be too late!"

The birthday of Patriarch Qingyang is very important to Qingyangmen, and it is also a good day for the casual cultivators under their rule. According to the practice over the years, Qingyangmen will hold sermons in various places at this time.

Naturally, Qingliu Market is no exception. At that time, there will be disciples of Qingyangmen who will show up to impart their cultivation experience to the participating monks, and will also select one or two lucky ones to help them answer the puzzles they encountered during cultivation.

For a group of casual cultivators, this is a great thing like a pie in the sky.

Because the Qingyangmen disciples who preached the Tao were at least in the late stage of Qi refining, their cultivation experience was not so useful to casual practitioners who were almost all in the early stage of Qi refining.

Thinking of this, Lu Zhong regretted it in his heart.

But the cultivation world didn't regret the medicine, so he ran as hard as he could in order to get a place in the sermon.

When we got to the street, it was already full of people.

Near the wharf, a three-foot-high square platform was erected, on which was placed a large red lacquered table with three animals and nine plates of different tributes.

Due to the late arrival, the futons on the ground had already been sat down.

But Lu Zhong didn't care about this, he found an open space and sat down.

(End of this chapter)