Mortal Cultivation: Starting from a Casual Cultivator

In the spiritual world, there is also autumn.

In late autumn, there are occasional hoarfrost.

On this day, in Fengyuan Continent, in the domain of the Mu Clan, a young man with a face like white jade and a heroic aura confronted a majestic old man in green clothes with white eyebrows and white beard.

The atmosphere on both sides was oppressive and tense.

On the young man's left shoulder, sat a young boy of eleven or twelve years old, and on his right shoulder, sat another one who was a little older.

True spirit? Human race?

The old man took a deep breath.

And obviously it passed through the lungs once, but it was still cold when spit out:

The three sneaked into the holy land of our wood clan without making a sound, and even took away half of the black spirit flowers bred by the holy wood of our clan in one go. Do you really think that there is no Mahayana in this clan?

Originally, he was retreating in a closed room nearby. If it wasn't for a sudden whim that let his instinctive subconscious mind sweep over the surroundings, he might not know until someone balds his holy wood.

This person is also very powerful, he actually used some kind of talisman to quietly touch the depths of the holy land of the ethnic group.

The strict array system of the Mu clan didn't respond at all.

Furnishings are average.

Senior is the Great Elder of the Mu Clan, Senior Wu, right?!

Hmph, it's the old man.

The old man snorted coldly. Although he was responding to Wang Li, his eyes never left the two young ancestors on Wang Li's shoulders.

On both sides of him, more than 20 members of the Mu clan in the middle and later stages also had serious expressions, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

The so-called seer has a share. Since Wang has seen it, he naturally has no reason to leave empty-handed. Besides, senior is too stingy. There are a total of forty spirit flowers blooming on this black spirit tree, and Wang only picked them away. I bought thirty-two flowers, which is already very good for everyone in the Mu clan.

Wang Li talked and laughed freely.

The warm smile on the face made the outsiders who didn't know it feel like a spring breeze, but made the people of the Mu clan who knew it furious.

Who sees a share?

Give my family face?

Wu Dacheng immediately laughed at the spot:

The black spirit flower is a rare treasure conceived by our family's black spirit sacred tree, which has incredible magical effects; even if it has been ten thousand years, the sacred tree will only produce more than a hundred flowers! Two true spirit friends made this little human ghost take it all at once. Don't you think it's too much to go halfway?

Originally, he wanted the person who stole to give an explanation.

But after he saw that there were two fierce spirits on the opposite side, he didn't dare to speak again.

I can only tactfully and embarrassingly express that you are too much!

Treasures of heaven and earth, virtuous people live here, Wang just picked some small flowers, didn't hurt your clansmen, and left enough top-quality spirit stones to buy these spirit flowers, is this too much for Wang?

Could it be that Senior Wu meant that he wanted Wang to tell you the truth that strength is the most important thing, and the weak swallow their breath?

Wang Li looked at the other side, with a wider smile on his face:

Senior, you might as well send someone to inquire about the two clans of human monsters first, and find out how the two clans of human monsters who have two Mahayana masters are friendly to Wang! This way, it will be convenient for our next communication!

The corner of the old man's mouth twitched when he heard this.

Comparing strength with true spirits?

He's not that egotistical yet.

Any true spirit on the opposite side can beat him two or three conservatively, maybe more.

How does this make him reason with his fists?

He didn't want to humiliate himself.

What are the three of you going to do with the two clans of monsters?

Senior Ao Xiao and Senior Mo Jianli of the two races of humans and demons are really bold. One gave Wang a lot of spirit stones, and the other insisted on stuffing pieces of heaven-reaching spiritual treasures into Wang's hands! Alas, the kindness is hard to come by. ah.

Wang Li sighed.

The Mu clan looked at each other in blank dismay.

One of the elders in the fusion period went down to find out the situation, and the two parties sat under the canopy of the Black Spirit Sacred Tree to enjoy the flowers, the moon, and the autumn frost.

Not long after, there was indeed information hurriedly presented.

It can only be said that there is no intention to calculate.

The general cleaning in Tianyuan City was done by someone himself, and of course many spies from various ethnic groups were found out.

Although the cultivation level is not high, it is just a little bit of refining the spirit, but it is enough to explain many things.

These people happened to be thrown into the territory of the Mu clan as messengers.

On this basis, someone deliberately got stuck in a leisurely manner, and it seemed to be stuck very well.

Neither early nor late.

So, as soon as this side was about to arrange for people to understand the situation, the lower side sent up the information they wanted to know.

And the Great Elder of the Mu Clan who had browsed through this information looked more serious and nervous when he looked at Wang Li and the others again:

My family's spy, my little friend sent it back?

Well, senior, what do you think of this gift?

After all, if the two races of the monsters take advantage of the problem, you and the wood clan will not have a better time. In addition, I took the benefits of the two clans, and helped them beat your wooden clan, which is justified both emotionally and rationally.

How should seniors thank Wang?

Wang Li put down the teacup in his hand and asked seriously.

Are you really a human?

The old man's face was calm, but his heart was shocked beyond belief.

Senior, can't you see it?

Wang Li just took a sip of the spiritual tea, and glanced at the high-ranking members of the Mu clan.

Unexpectedly, the old man suddenly laughed:

Ha ha ha ha.

Mo Jianli, old man Mo, really has no eyes!

Actually separated from you because of caring about the monster clan! Let you spread the branches and leaves in another treasure hunt!

Joke, joke!

Wang Li didn't say anything, just watched and listened quietly.

Wang Xiaoyou, and two friends who are true spirits, how about using those black spirit flowers as a gift from our clan to the three of you? As for these spirit stones, you should take them back, don't think that my wooden clan and the human monsters are the same mean!

He speaks loudly, but his heart is bleeding.

He was smiling on his face, but he was actually smiling bitterly in his heart.

The human race really should not be underestimated.

The land occupied by the human race is indeed a good place with outstanding people.

What's the point of this?

As he said this, Wang Li's hands were very honest.

Hundreds of thousands of top-grade spirit stones are not a small amount; after all, even if you throw only one piece to a junior with good spiritual root aptitude from the lower world, you can cultivate a mid-to-late Nascent Soul.

A Nascent Soul Stage, a little hit something is the Transformation Spirit stage.

At the stage of transforming gods, it is productivity.

Because he must develop a lower-level small world everywhere.

If you throw it away for a few hundred years and then catch it again, there may be hope for refining the void. During this period, he can even dig out hidden wealth in the lower realms for him.

Now, he has nearly 1,500 small circles in his hands, which is equivalent to 1,500 arsenals that mass-produce potential elites.

Shortage!

The three of you came to our Wood Clan not just for these black spirit flowers, right?

The old man asked.

When it came to business, Wang Li narrowed his eyes slightly, pondered for a moment, and finally revealed the real purpose of this trip:

Is Wang's kindness worth the three or five seed crystals of the predecessor's body and the few seed crystals of this Black Spirit Sacred Tree?

As soon as these words came out, the scene was instantly dead silent.

The smile on the old man's face suddenly froze;

The hearts of the other members of the Mu clan were brought up again;

Even Xiao Luohu and Centipede looked at Xiao Wang with strange expressions.

Why do you want other people's seeds?

Could it be?

Well.!

Little friend, don't make such jokes! You should know that we, the wood clan, are born with psychic transformation from spirit wood; condensing seeds will greatly damage the body's cultivation, and the holy wood will slump for a long time because of it!

The old man suppressed the anger surging in his heart, and explained a thing or two to the young man sitting opposite him.

But the old man's words reminded someone of Mu Kui, one of the Kunwu four monsters in the lower realm, and Mu Qing demon king, a generation of local snakes in Diyuan.

Mu Kui turned into a demon wood, and the Mu Qing demon king simply completed his three sets of Green Bamboo and Bee Cloud Swords.

If it was replaced by the Mahayana of the Wood Clan with the surname Wu, let him condense seeds to help him grow swords.

The effect should be more effective than those three pieces produced by Mu Qing in the middle stage of fusion.

For him, the Mu clan is a treasure house that must be visited!

The various spirit trees owned by this family are definitely the most abundant in the spirit world!

Seniors are serious.

But Wang heard that the nobles have cultivated thirty-six spare holy trees over the years!

The seeds and seedlings used for these thirty-six spare holy woods should all be condensed from the black spirit holy wood itself? Thirty-six trees have been cultivated, there should be no shortage of these three or five seeds from Wang!

The senior just said that you Mu clan are not that kind of cheapskates!

Wang Li's words made the corners of the old man's eyes tremble violently.

As for the senior body, there are three, and the junior only needs three!

Presumably the senior has left many seed crystals for himself!

And as reward.

While speaking, Wang Li launched a magic bottle:

Here, there is a small half bottle of fortune dew that Wang has worked so hard to get! If the senior meets Wang's needs, this fortune dew will be regarded as a little favor from Wang!

How does my little friend know that our family has cultivated a spare holy wood?

When the old man surnamed Wu said this, he unconsciously glanced at the place where the people of the fusion period were behind him.

This kind of secret is only known by a small number of elders in the integration stage of the clan.

It should never be snooped by an outsider.

It seems that Wang's guess is also correct.

Wang Li let out a half-smile.

The old man snorted in dissatisfaction.

Although there was still anger on his face, he understood that it was not purely to humiliate him, but that he really intended to make this deal with him, so he didn't refuse immediately.

He wants to see what the other party can come up with to impress him!

As a result, as soon as he took the magic treasure bottle and opened the bottle cap and sniffed it lightly, in the eyes of everyone, Wu Dacheng's complexion became strange.

How does it feel, like extra enjoyment?

After taking out a drop and licking his mouth, his eyes straightened immediately.

How is this possible?

My stagnant cultivation actually increased?

My bottleneck is actually loose?

Although the looseness is not so obvious, it is indeed loose! And if he refines all of this small half bottle of mysterious spiritual liquid, it will definitely increase his decades of hard work in a short period of time!

This is the result of decades of penance for him, a Mahayana period, to swallow the pure heaven and earth spiritual energy!

This thing is completely tailor-made for their wood clan to hit the bottleneck of the best panacea ah!

Bring a few more bottles of this kind of psychic liquid. He, who has been stuck in the bottleneck of the early stage of Mahayana for more than 10,000 years, can even make progress with the help of these miraculous psychic liquids and other auxiliary things! Step into the middle stage of Mahayana in one fell swoop!

Good stuff!

Little friend.

Wu's surname is Mahayana, and somehow his mouth is dry.

The calm state of mind that had been honed over the years suddenly became turbulent.

He must get this thing.

And get as much as possible.

The opponent must have more!

I can give you five holy wood seeds, and the old man can also condense three full seed crystals for you at the expense of his own cultivation; but ten bottles, the old man needs ten bottles of this spiritual liquid! By the way, it must be full , ten bottles with undiminished quality!

The old man stroked his beard and said while sitting on the floor.

All the senior members of the Wood Clan looked at each other in blank dismay, wondering why the Great Elder suddenly became dazed.

Facing the old man's lion, he opened his mouth wide, Wang Li immediately raised his eyebrows, and immediately looked at little Luohu, as if he was asking something.

In the end, without waiting for little Luohu to respond, Mahayana Wu surnamed opposite opened the skylight first, and his words were very straightforward:

Your friend is asking the two fellow true spirits to find out where the old man's body is?

It's useless, only the old man knows where the main body is in this world!

And I can tell you clearly that the old man's body is not in this holy land of our clan!

So three, don't waste your time.

When Wang Li heard this, the corner of his mouth twitched.

Senior was joking, are we that kind of dishonest guy?

hehe.

The face of the old man was joking, and his appearance almost said: I believe you are a ghost!

Most of the wood clan are spiritual wood transformations, but there are roughly two transformation methods.

First, the body directly transforms into form, just like Mu Kui of the Kunwu Four Demons.

The other is like Mu Qing Yaowang, where the essence of a body condenses into a spirit body, but the body will still be rooted in the soil and cannot be moved easily.

Wu's surname Mahayana belongs to the latter.

Therefore, the biggest weakness of existence is the main body; once something happens to the main body, he will be a rootless duckweed!

But this way of existence is also the most troublesome, because even if you break up his spiritual body incarnation, he can still use his body to make a comeback! Thousands of years are just a matter of time.

On another timeline, Baohua, who had recovered half of her cultivation, also broke into the Wood Clan, but made it clear that she was not fully sure of killing the old tree spirit.

As for how it got cold later?

There is a high probability that the spirit body was injured and went to heal, and the main body happened to be discovered by a certain ancestor in the demon world, and was uprooted.

One bottle, no more. I only have this bottle of good fortune elixir in my hand.

Wang Li gritted his teeth and counter-offered.

Of course he didn't want to pay any favors.

How can it be so easy to snatch it from a transaction?

But if you can't find the main body, then you can't force the opponent to submit, and you haven't ordered it to condense the seed crystal.

His abacus of planting swords with seeds has also come to nothing.

That's why he was so polite.

Eight bottles.

Senior, I really only have one bottle here!

Seven bottles, otherwise the old man would never agree.

The old man looked extremely serious.

Quite seriously.

Wang Li was very straightforward, and took back the small half bottle.

Five bottles, only five bottles are enough.

The old man surnamed Wu said anxiously.

Wang does not hide the truth from seniors. I only have more than three bottles of this good fortune dew. But this thing is also of great value to Wang, and it has other uses. It is impossible to exchange it all for seniors.

Therefore, Wang took out two and a half bottles at most;

But correspondingly, Wang not only needs to get the three seed crystals from his predecessors, but all fellow Taoists of the Mu clan here also need to give Wang their own three seed crystals! In addition, Wang needs to get some of the many spiritual trees and spiritual plants of the Mu clan!

What does Senior Wu think?

A few drops of towering fortune dew diluted and blended green liquid, this wood clan Mahayana existence should not be left in the lower realms of Xiao Ma, or Brother Skeleton to find it?

There are really only three bottles?

There was a look of regret in the old man's eyes.

There are indeed only more than three bottles in Wang's body now. The world can learn from it!

Wang Li's words are sonorous and powerful.

As for how much in the future? That's for the future.

Give me three bottles! I only need three bottles!

The old man's bid made Wang Li fall into difficulty and contemplation.

Oh, this loss, Wang admits it.

On the shoulders, little Luohu and Centipede heard the words, and their bodies were instantly ignited with raging flames.

Xiao Wang, let's snatch it from him and stop trading.

Yes, rob him.

How could it make Xiao Wang heartbroken?

Fuck

Don't!