Eternal Life: I'm a Farm Owner in the Cultivation World

She had never seen these six skills at the shopkeeper of Baibao Pavilion, which surprised Li Sui'an.

"Senior brother, why are these six skills not available in Baibao Pavilion? Is it possible that they are expensive?"

Gao Zhongcheng raised his eyebrows and nodded with a smile, "This technique requires dozens of contribution points to be engraved in the sect, and when converted into spiritual stones, it can reach hundreds."

Oops! If Baibao Pavilion were to sell this, it would have to be priced at several hundred spirit stones.

I would like to ask which disciple at the bottom of Qingyang Sect can afford it? !

Disciples who can afford it will not go to the Baibao Pavilion to buy it. If they ask someone to engrave a copy in the sect, they can save a lot of spiritual stones for practice.

Li Sui'an frowned. If it was too expensive, she would have to pay for the five acres of spiritual rice.

"Senior brother, may I ask how many spiritual stones this Sun-Chasing Leg contains?"

Gao Zhongcheng glanced at the sun-chasing leg and said, "Junior sister, don't blame me for talking too much. This sun-chasing leg must be combined with the body-training technique to achieve miraculous effects. Besides."

After that, he glanced up and down at Li Sui'an's small body and said, "Your small physique is not suitable for body training. Body training costs a lot of money. Even if you don't need medicinal baths, it can't be done overnight."

Indeed, her food intake has increased several times since the body refining, but only less than half of her skin has been refined into a film.

The low-level monks really couldn't afford such huge expenses.

Li Sui'an bowed his hands and smiled and said, "Thank you, senior brother, for your advice, but I still want to try this sun-chasing kick."

"well."

Senior brother Gao Zhongcheng sighed and said without saying anything more, "Chasing Sun Legs can be exchanged for fifty contribution points in the sect, which translates into one hundred low-grade spiritual stones."

Sure enough, this good thing is expensive!

It seems that even the exercises of the same class are dependent on others. For example, the ones placed in Baibao Pavilion are basically broken techniques that no one would choose and "substandard goods" of the same class.

Li Sui'an was not a person of ink, so he directly took out the remaining fifty spirit stones and said: "Senior Brother Gao, Junior Sister can only take out fifty Spirit Stones here now. Can Junior Sister sell the rest tomorrow to replenish the miscellaneous spirit rice?" pay?"

Seeing Senior Brother Gao's somewhat cold and distant look, she couldn't help but laugh. Gao Zhongcheng probably regarded her as someone who was too ambitious.

Gao Zhongcheng didn't say anything. He accepted the spirit stone. He didn't say anything ordinary like usual, and said politely: "Nothing, but junior sister, I asked someone to pay for it..."

The reality of the world of cultivation is that once you think that you are a person with high aspirations and no future prospects, the people who usually want to make friends with you will immediately change their appearance.

He originally planned to give Gao Zhongcheng a thank you fee, but now that he proposed it, Li Sui'an felt no discomfort.

"I understand, Senior Brother Gao, I will sell the corn tomorrow and give you a piece."

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Back home, with the poultry taken care of by Wuyao Pig, Li Sui'an fell on the bed and fell asleep.

Since practicing, her sleep has been stable at two hours.

When she woke up, she put all the magic aside and concentrated on drying the corn using the Sun Technique.

In a flash, another day passed.

The proficiency of the Illumination Technique alone has increased by five percent.

The next day.

Li Sui'an said hello to Wuyao Zhu and went to Fangshi in Huayuan Valley.

But this time, she did not choose to enter the Baibao Pavilion. After all, she knew better than anyone whether the spiritual field in the wasteland could grow Pu Lingcao that could increase the alchemy rate.

Naturally, I don't want to cause any trouble.

Enter the Lingpin cereal store that specializes in selling Lingmi, Ling fruits and vegetables.

This kind of shop is usually opened by cultivating families. The shops are small and mostly supply daily necessities for casual cultivators.

Not to mention Bigu Pill, Bigu Pill is also refined from spiritual rice and monster beasts. During the refining process, part of the spiritual energy has already been dissipated by the pill furnace.

To put it bluntly, it means you are full, but it has no effect.

Although the low-level Bigu Pill is cheap, it contains very little spiritual energy. The high-level Bigu Pill contains a lot of spiritual energy, but it is more expensive than the corresponding spiritual rice monster meat.

This also resulted in monks who could not afford anything but rice. Most of the monks basically consumed spiritual rice.

Of course, when I am in retreat, I will also buy some Bigu Pills for emergency use.

As soon as he entered the Lingpin Grain Store, he was greeted by a receptionist dressed like a waiter.

"Fairy, what are you buying? A batch of water fruits just arrived recently. They are first-level middle-grade spiritual fruits. If you eat the skin, you can break it with a blow! Do you want to take a look?"

Li Sui'an was taken aback by the enthusiastic service.

"Ahem! Are you collecting miscellaneous spiritual rice?"

She coughed twice with an unnatural look on her face.

"Za Ling Mi? Then wait a moment and I'll call the shopkeeper over."

When the waiter saw that she didn't buy anything, his attitude immediately became cold.

Li Sui'an was not surprised. The waiter's face must be because he got "commission" from selling the goods, so he was naturally enthusiastic.

After waiting for a while, an old man with a gray beard came out of the back room.

"Fellow Taoist, do you want to sell Zaling rice? This shop only accepts new rice. As long as the quality is not bad, we will accept as much as you can!"

The demand for Zaling rice, a ration for low-level monks, is still very high.

After all, in a place like Huayuan Valley, except for a few in the late stage of Qi training, most of them are relatively poor low-level monks. One hundred spirit beads and one pound of miscellaneous spirit rice are just right for them.

"New rice!"

Li Sui'an nodded, took out a handful of freshly dried Zaling rice from the storage bag and placed it on the counter for the shopkeeper to check the quality.

"Not bad! It's new rice. Fellow Taoist must be the spirit planter of Huayuan Valley. It's not the tax month yet, so we've collected as much as we can."

The white-bearded old cultivator squinted his eyes and knocked on the counter.

It's not the tax month yet, so it doesn't matter whether these miscellaneous rices were robbed or grown.

If it were tax season, they would still think about the origin of this batch of spiritual rice. But if it was not tax season, then even if they stole it, they wouldn't be able to steal it from the Qingyang Sect.

"I haven't calculated the specific output of five acres of land. Please take a look and give me a price first."

Li Suian smiled.

The shopkeeper raised his eyebrows slightly, and after inspecting the spiritual rice with his spiritual energy, he said: "The spiritual energy is full, and it is considered to be the finest among the miscellaneous spiritual rice. Is it okay for you to take a look at eight spiritual stones in a hundred pounds?"

One hundred kilograms of eight spirit stones is quite different from what she thought. Even if she buys miscellaneous spirit rice, one hundred kilograms of rice only contains ten spirit stones.

Li Suian nodded.

At this moment, the waiter in the shop quickly stood guard at the door at the direction of the shopkeeper.

The next moment, a vat appeared in front of Li Sui'an.

"Fellow Taoist, this is a special weighing instrument."

The white-bearded old man said as he poured the handful of spiritual rice on the counter into the vat.

Li Sui'an patted the storage bag, and the crystal clear rice immediately fell into the jar.

Li Sui'an, who was originally afraid of overflowing, kept patting the storage bag at all times, but as the spiritual rice in the storage bag gradually became empty, she realized that there was something inside this big tank!