I live forever in the realm of comprehension

Chapter 8

Meng Guan of the Spirit Medicine Pavilion?

When He Song heard this, the figure of the old man in the Lingyao Pavilion flashed in his mind.

The predecessor was able to obtain the book "Spiritual Planting Techniques", which was given by Meng Guan.

Being able to become Lingzhi's husband is also due to Meng Guan's affection.

Even for Meng Guan, this matter is just a small matter within his duty, but acknowledgment is acknowledgment, which needs to be repaid.

Now when he came to Lingjian Pavilion, Wei Fan opened his mouth and it was Meng Guan.

Could it be that the two had a festival?

Several thoughts flashed through his mind, He Song thought about it, and finally decided to stay the same.

Even if he hates Wei Fan in front of him, how can Wei Fan control himself in the Lingjian Pavilion if he is in the Lingjian Pavilion?
Big deal, this Lingjian Pavilion will be less in the future.

"Recognized, the younger generation can become the husband of Lingzhi, and it is Mr. Meng who leads the way, otherwise the younger generation is probably just a casual cultivator at this time."

Without concealing anything, He Song replied.

While speaking, He Song's eyes flickered, and he was ready to leave at any time.

Within Zhushan Xianfang, even if you are an insider of Xianfang, you cannot use force.

Once the law enforcement team is attracted, not everyone can bear the crime of doing something in Xianfang.

Even if Wei Fan in front of him is the deacon of Lingjian Pavilion, he might not be able to escape punishment.

"You don't have to be like this, fellow daoist. It's very safe in Xianfang. Besides, Meng Guannai and I are from the same sect. I just want to ask him how he is doing." Wei Fan smiled and looked at He Song even more kind.

One of Meng Guan's responsibilities in the Lingyao Pavilion is to recruit new Lingzhi husbands, and he is naturally aware of this.

In this way, He Song, the husband of Lingzhi who just joined the Lingyao Pavilion, must have been recommended by Meng Guan.

He just opened his mouth to ask a question, just wanting to see what kind of character He Song is, and whether he is worthy of his friendship.

If He Song subconsciously distanced himself from Meng Guan just now, the one waiting for He Song might not be the kind face at this time.

But now he is quite satisfied with the result, so he naturally treats He Song differently.

Seeing this situation, He Song breathed a sigh of relief.

Immediately afterwards, the two began to chat with each other.

Through previous inquiries, Wei Fan knew what He Song's character was like.

And He Song was also happy to accept Wei Fan's kindness.

Under the circumstances that both parties intend to make friends, the relationship between the two began to draw closer rapidly.

When He Song was personally sent out of Lingjian Pavilion by Wei Fan, the two had already started calling each other brothers.

Leave Lingjian Pavilion.

He Song looked in the direction of the Lingyao Pavilion.

The Meng Guan who recommended him to join the Spirit Medicine Pavilion and become the husband of Lingzhi should soon be able to treat him differently through Wei Fan, right?

As such.

In this Zhushan Xianfang, I have the friendship of a monk in the middle stage of Qi training and a monk in the late stage of Qi training.

During the conversation before, He Song already knew that Wei Fan's cultivation had reached the seventh level of Qi training.It is stronger than Meng Guan who practiced the sixth level of Qi.

Interacting with Wei Fan and Meng Guan, not to mention that he will be able to make a fortune in the future, but at least he is not without foundation.

Once there is any news, through the mouths of Wei Fan and Meng Guan, he can also know it in advance.

Thinking of this, He Song's steps suddenly became lighter.

Did not go home to practice.

He Song followed his memory and soon came to the stall area in Xianfang.

The last time I came to the stall area, it was the first time I went out to buy Fanmi.

Back then, He Song was cautious, and left in a hurry after buying twenty catties of rice. He didn't even bother to visit the stall area, for fear that he would be targeted by others.

But it is different now.

He Song, who is dressed in Ling Zhifu's costume, in Zhushan Xianfang, his status is not comparable to that of ordinary casual cultivators.

Naturally, you don't have to worry about being watched by someone if you buy a little.

This time when he came to the stall area, He Song took a good stroll in the stall area.

"Low-grade Thick Earth Talisman, five spirit stones for one piece, there are thirteen pieces left, while stocks last."

"Lingmi, homegrown Lingmi, a piece of Lingshi ten catties."

"Bigudan, two spirit stones, one bottle."

"The low-grade magic weapon is sold at a loss, and only eighty spirit stones are needed."

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He Song's eyes swept over the stalls in front of him as he heard the sound of selling.

There are those who sell spirit talismans, and there are also talisman-making materials such as talisman pens, talisman ink, and talisman paper on the stalls, which seem to be numerous and miscellaneous.

Some sell Bigu Pills, and the stalls are full of bottles and jars, but most of them are filled with unqualified pills like Bigu Pills, and serious alchemists will not come to the stall area to set up stalls.

There are also those who sell magical artifacts, but looking at the bumps and holes on the magical artifacts, He Song can imagine how many times the magical artifacts have been destroyed.

He Song also saw the old man when he bought Lingmi last time.

At this moment, spirit rice was gushing out from the old man's cuffs, and soon a cloth bag was filled.

"Storage bags?"

Looking at the Lingmi gushing out of the old man's cuff, a term flashed through He Song's mind.

"I didn't expect that an old man selling rice could carry a storage bag with him."

He Song took a few more glances before looking away. At the same time, he also had a little confidence in Ling Zhifu's future.

An old man who sells Lingmi can have a storage bag.

I will definitely have it in the future!

Keep going.

More and more stalls appeared in front of He Song, and the products for sale became more and more complicated.

With He Song's knowledge, many things are unheard of and unseen.

But He Song didn't care.

Loose cultivation is inherently difficult. Compared with sect disciples and family disciples, the knowledge reserve of casual cultivation is definitely insufficient.

It is also very simple to solve.

look up.

He Song saw a huge plaque at a glance.

"Spiritual Skill Pavilion."

This is He Song's goal in coming to the stall area this time.

When communicating with Wei Fan before, Wei Fan told He Song that he needs to come to the Lingji Pavilion to buy some spells commonly used by immortal practitioners.

At the same time, there are also many books on the common sense of cultivating immortals for reading in the Lingji Pavilion.

These books charge for casual practice.

But it is free for the insiders of Zhushan Xianfang.

Normal billing occurs only when spells are purchased.

In this way, for a rookie like He Song who has just entered the world of cultivating immortals and has become an insider of Xianfang, it is a treasure.

Taking a look at the clothes that belonged to Ling Zhifu on his body, He Song stepped forward and walked into the Lingji Pavilion.

"Little girl Ping'er, I have met fellow daoist, please ask me, but what spells do you need?"

As soon as he entered the Lingji Pavilion, a gentle female voice came from He Song's ear.

Looking for the sound, He Song's eyes lit up.

In front of him, a beautiful female Xiu Xiu looked at him with a smile, and the voice just now came from her mouth.

Female cultivators are usually very good-looking, and those who cultivate immortality are almost all handsome men and women.

He Song's appearance at the moment can also be called dignified, quite handsome.

"He Song, I met a fellow Taoist, and a senior asked me to choose a few basic spells."

(End of this chapter)