Gou became an immortal and became an ancestor in the world of immortality

Chapter 17 Uncle Qingshan
Through the annual spiritual rice harvest, Old Man Xu once again became the most fruitful person among the spiritual farmers.

Two hundred kilograms of spiritual rice, converted into eight pieces of low-grade spiritual stones.

For this reason, Old Man Xu often showed off his pride in front of Li Zhengran in the next month. Every day when he went to work in the spiritual field, he would not forget to talk about it deliberately.

But to his surprise, Li Zhengran smiled and acted calmly, no longer showing the envious expression like in previous years.

"That's not right, Mr. Li."

Old man Xu, who had just finished sowing seeds in the spiritual field and put away the small cloud and rain technique, was a little confused, with a look of suspicion on his face:
"These are eight low-grade spiritual stones. Aren't you envious?"

"Ha ha."

Li Zhengran smiled, put away the spirit bee with the iron hoe on his shoulder, and said calmly: "What's the use of envy, you won't tell me apart."

Hearing this, Old Man Xu remembered what he said when harvesting spiritual rice last month. His face turned red, he blew his beard and glared: "Old man, this is my hard-earned money, of course I can't share it with you."

"exactly."

Li Zhengran turned around and walked towards the courtyard of the house. He waved his hand easily and said, "It's getting late. Let's go first, Mr. Xu."

"This kid." Old man Xu stood in the spiritual field and put away his hoe. Looking at the other party's back, he couldn't help but murmured: "Is it possible that I have been too stimulated recently?"

"Angry?"

After returning to the house, Li Zhengran closed the door, walked to the kitchen and opened the wooden lid of the rice vat, subconsciously showing a satisfied smile.

Looking at the trend, the situation that was about to bottom out in the past is no longer the same. Instead, there is a faint glow of spiritual rice filling.

In one month, relying on the basic materials provided by the Yang family, he successfully carved thirty basic talismans.

He also visited Manager Yang two nights ago and completed the first talisman and seal transaction.

Thanks to this, not only did he have four brand-new first-level talisman papers in his storage bag, but he also had a high-quality low-grade spiritual stone.

Even the old rice vat produced an extra 25 kilograms of Jinling rice overnight.

In just one month, he had wealth comparable to six low-grade spiritual stones. How could he envy Old Man Xu what he had accumulated after a year of hard work?

"But you still need to keep a low profile and not be too obvious."

"Wang Daniu's side is still a hidden danger after all."

Li Zhengran deliberately chose the night when trading, just to prevent Wang Daniu from getting wind of it.

Perhaps guessing part of his thoughts, Yang Qingyuan kept his acquiescence and didn't say much.

"It's just that the wolf-hair talisman pen has almost lost its spirituality, and there are not many remaining carvings left."

"I guess the thirty basic talismans this month are a bit overhang."

After searching with his consciousness, he took out the broken talisman pen he bought from Wang Daniu from the storage bag. Li Zhengran suddenly felt a headache again.

In more than two years, he has carved more than 70 talisman seals. Even though he has recently broken through to the first-level talisman master, the spiritual power of the talisman pen consumed in each shot has been reduced, but it is estimated that at most If you can carve ten more basic talisman seals, they will be completely scrapped.

"How about going to Baiyun Shanfang City in person?"

As soon as the thought arose, it was quickly snuffed out by Li Zhengran.

The risk of a robbery cultivator appearing is no joke. Once encountered, relying on his third-level Qi training, there is a high probability that he will be the next lonely ghost.

"Perhaps, I can consider going to Manager Yang and entrusting the Yang family to help purchase talisman pens."

After thinking for a moment, Li Zhengran shook his head subconsciously, feeling helpless.

Generally, a first-level low-grade talisman pen costs at least four to 50 yuan of low-grade spirit stones and upwards.That is to say, I was lucky last time, and I was able to encounter Wang Daniu's special situation of picking up leaks at low prices.And with the status of a foundation-building family like the Yang family, how could they buy a dilapidated and badly damaged talisman pen?

"Difficult, really difficult."

For a while, Li Zhengran became increasingly aware of the difficulties of cultivating immortality in a low-key manner.

Hesitating in his heart, feeling tired and hungry from a day's work at the same time, Li Zhengran temporarily suppressed his thoughts and started to light a fire to cook.

Gradually, as a red sunset rose from the sky, the water in the pot boiled and smoked, and the aroma of cooking rice spread out.

Open the wooden lid and fill the porcelain bowl.

Feeling his appetite, Li Zhengran quickly picked up the large white porcelain bowl and walked outside the house, taking advantage of the sunset and gentle breeze and sat down on the threshold.

While chewing the spiritual rice, he looked up at the sky and felt extremely comfortable and satisfied.

Compared with the past situation where he could only save three taels of spiritual rice a day, today's life can be said to be much better.

But the more this happened, the more unwilling he felt.

"The road is made, and the solution is figured out."

"Isn't it just more than 40 low-grade spiritual stones? At worst, I can work for the Yang family for a year to repay it."

His heart skipped a beat, and he no longer hesitated.

When the pound of spiritual rice was finished, he immediately and painfully divided the portion of the talisman-drawing reward. He planned to take some spiritual rice and basic talisman seals to visit Yang Qingyuan at night, and try to see if he could buy a talisman pen first, and then use the talisman-drawing pen to draw the talisman. repayment in installments.

At this moment, a spiritual rainbow suddenly broke through the crimson sunset and headed straight for the Spiritual Valley.

A wave of powerful spiritual power from the ninth level of Qi training filled the air, causing all the spiritual farmers to wake up and leave the house. Even Yang Qingyuan, the manager of the spiritual valley, flew up into the sky and took the initiative to greet them.

"Ok?"

Li Zhengran paused for a moment, showing a hint of surprise.

But soon, after seeing the face of the figure in the air clearly, Li Zhengran's body stiffened, and he subconsciously stood still.

As if aware of his gaze, two Daxiu cultivators in the late stages of Qi training simultaneously leaned over and turned to glance at him.

Immediately, Yang Qingyuan turned away and bowed to the visitor, said hello, then turned around and flew back to his courtyard.

"That's Yang Qingshan of the Yang family?"

"Overhaul of the ninth level of Qi training, I heard that he is one of the two people in the Yang family who are most promising to enter the foundation building in this generation."

"Isn't he usually sitting in Baiyunshanfang City? How come he comes to us?"

All the spiritual farmers were surprised and surprised. They looked up and quickly lowered their heads, subconsciously tightening their consciousness and feeling constrained.

There were also several active people whose eyes flickered, and they all looked towards Li Zhengran's courtyard in unison.

As if to verify their guess, in the next breath, the body of the late-stage Qi-cultivator moved in mid-air, turned into a steady rainbow light and slowly descended, and flew into Li Zhengran's courtyard in front of the eyes of everyone waiting.

despair!
There was a gentle sound of landing.

In an instant, when he faced the friend of his parents again after three years, Li Zhengran stood there in a daze, a little at a loss.

As if feeling his restraint, the visitor smiled slightly and said very gently: "Zhengran, why, don't you know Uncle Qingshan?"

(End of this chapter)