Lady Cultivator

At the southern end of the Tianji, there is a mountain range, known as Kunwu. Kunwu stretches for thousands of miles, with continuous peaks and ridges, from east to west, no one has been able to pass since ancient times. Ordinary people who are not far from the mountains can occasionally see purple clouds in the mountains, with colorful flashes. When they go into the mountains to find them, they will get lost in the clouds and mists. Only by turning around can they find the way out.

Gradually, people will know that this mountain is a fairy mountain, and only immortals can enter it.

Those immortals, clouds come and go, fairy wind and bones, call the wind and rain, they are all capable. If they find someone with spiritual roots in the mortal world, they will bring them back to the fairy mountain to practice.

People in the mundane world all hope to enter the fairy mountains and cultivate fairy bones. Unfortunately, the spiritual root is hard to find. Most people have only heard of immortals in legends.

Squatting in a small stall by the side of the road in Fangshi, the young boy with an immature face holds a book of the secular world and reads it with great interest, sometimes smiling, sometimes frowning, and laughing when he sees something interesting, not caring about other people's eyes.

Fortunately, this place is Xiuxianfang City, where the Yunwu Mountain of the Xiuxian sect belongs. Those who come and go are either monks or ordinary people who are not surprised by it. If they were in the secular world, they would have been surrounded by people.

"Little God, what book are you reading? Are mortal books so good?"

The middle-aged Taoist at the nearby stall looked at him with a smile, stroked his beard and asked a question.

The young man called Xiaotian raised his head and said, "Uncle Huang, there is nothing interesting about this book, but I think it's interesting that those mortals see us cultivators in this way."

"oh?"

The young man put down the pages of the book and said: "This is about an immortal who eliminates evil and helps the weak in the world, robs the rich and helps the poor. Later, the secular emperor wanted to recruit him into the court, but he left and lived happily in the world. Tsk tsk," the young man shook his head, "People who cultivate immortals are useless to their cultivation.

The Taoist surnamed Huang shook his head and said: "People in the world are just daydreaming, the difficulty of cultivating immortals is beyond their imagination."

The immortals that the world calls are actually immortal cultivators like them. It is said that if you cultivate to the extreme, you can ascend to the fairy world and become a fairy, but this is just a legend. As far as we know, the highest level of cultivators are only in the stage of transforming gods, and it was a thousand years ago. That senior has long since disappeared from the world, and I don't know if he is still alive now. As for the remaining four realms, Qi Refining, Foundation Establishment, Golden Elixir, and Nascent Soul, each one is more difficult to advance to. In the entire Tianji, there are only a few hundred people who have reached the Nascent Soul stage.

The young man in front of him and the zodiac man are both monks in the Qi refining stage. There are not many foundation building monks in this city, and there are none at all in the Golden Core stage.

The two sighed, and the Taoist looked at his stall: "Xiaotian, it's not open today, right?"

Speaking of this, the young man sighed: "When you didn't come, someone came to ask, but they thought my item was too expensive. If it wasn't for my second uncle's urgent need for pills, I would just sell them in the store. Unfortunately, the shopkeeper doesn't know the goods..."

On his booth, there are several formation disks and formation flags. This thing is used to set up formations, and all immortal practitioners need it. It is used to guard against others during cultivation, or to gather spiritual energy. However, the way of formation is so profound that even hundreds of years are not enough to study it. There are not many cultivators who are willing to devote time to this way, even if it will not be long. In most sects and families, there will be formation masters, and it is rare to see them among casual cultivators.

Ordinarily, his array should be very easy to sell. However, his array is not a common commodity in the cultivation world, and the materials are rare, so the price is very high. It has been placed for several days, and people come to ask it from time to time, but they all shake their heads and leave. Although the formation is good, if you can't afford the price, you can't sell it.

The Taoist stall surnamed Huang sells low-level talismans, but they are much easier to sell than him. On this day, they are almost sold out.

At this time, Huang Daoist hesitated for a while, and asked, "Xiaotian, how much can you sell this formation?"

"Ah, do you want Uncle Huang?" The boy said pleasantly, "If you want, three hundred spirit stones will do." The previous price of this array was four hundred spirit stones.

It is indeed very favorable.

Huang Taoist pondered for a while, then nodded happily: "Okay, Uncle Huang will take advantage of you."

They took out the money from selling talismans today, counted their savings, and the two handed over the spirit stones with one hand and the battle array with the other.

The young man took out a jade slip from his pocket: "Uncle Huang, this is how to use the formation. Set up the formation board. As long as the main formation flag is in hand, this formation can be used for killing and defending."

Huang Daoren felt sorry for the spirit stone he handed over, and nodded: "I just know that the formation made by your uncle and nephew must be worth such a big price, and I really can't buy it from others."

Three hundred spiritual stones, even the disciples of the sect would need several years to collect them all, and casual cultivators may have accumulated for many years. If it weren't for the zodiac man's wealth, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to afford the money.

"Uncle Huang, thank you so much. I'm going to buy some pills right away. Uncle is still waiting for me."

After closing the stall, the young man went to the shop opened by the Yunwu Mountain Sect.

Although Yunwu Mountain is only a small and medium sect in the cultivation world, there are also many families and casual cultivators attached to it. Many casual cultivators rely on this market in Yunwu Mountain to obtain some spiritual stones for their cultivation.

The store in Yunwu Mountain is the largest store in Fang City.

The young man came into the shop, and the clerk greeted him, "This fellow Taoist, what do you want?"

This guy is at the early stage of qi refining, seeing that he has the middle stage of qi refining, it is polite.

The young man said: "Ten small red pills, are there any?"

Xiao Huan Dan is a healing medicine, the price is relatively expensive, and when others come to buy it, they usually buy one or two pills, and ten pills is considered a big deal.

Hearing this, the guy smiled even wider: "Yes, yes, please wait a moment."

Turning around and reporting a few words to the shopkeeper, the clerk took out a jade bottle from the counter: "This is Xiaohuandan, you can identify it."

He took off the cork and poured out a pill. The fragrance of the medicine wafted out of his nostrils. He sniffed it carefully, and after confirming it, he nodded: "That's all."

"A total of ten, a total of 500 spirit stones, if you have any rare items, you can exchange them."

The boy didn't say anything, he just took out the spirit stones from the storage bag and handed them to the assistant to sort them out one by one.

Carefully putting the pill into the storage bag, the boy happily walked out of the shop. With these ten small return pills, the second uncle's injury should be healed.

I saw the young man came out of the shop, turned around and arrived at a small courtyard, and after he made his fingerprints, the courtyard door opened in response.

The boy entered the courtyard, pushed open the door, and called out, "Second Uncle?"

After a long time, a voice came from the corner: "Xiaotian is back..." The voice was old and hoarse, and there was an old man sitting cross-legged on the bed in the corner, his face was blue and black, and his face was old.

The young man walked over and happily took out the jade bottle in his arms: "Second Uncle, Uncle Huang bought our Five Elements Life and Death Formation, and we have collected enough money to buy medicine."

"Really?" The old man smiled with difficulty, took the jade bottle he handed over, and sighed again, "I've said it doesn't work, you still buy it, if you use it to buy Qi Yang Pill, your cultivation can be raised by at least three levels, reaching the tenth level, then the Sendai Meeting will be easier..."

But the boy said angrily, "Second Uncle!"

The old man who was meditating stopped talking, looked at him and sighed again.

Only then did the young man smile: "Second Uncle, don't worry, although my cultivation base is not that high, I have practiced spells for a long time, and there is hope."

Even so, the old man didn't soften his face, he just said: "If it doesn't work, let's talk about it next time, safety is the most important thing, don't fight recklessly."

"I know, the most important thing for us cultivators is life. If we can't live forever, what are we doing cultivating? I will definitely come back."

Only then did the old man smile: "It's good to think about it this way. The Sendai Fair is still ten days away, so you have to prepare well, especially the technique of spiritual weapons. This is the way to save your life."

"Well, second uncle, you heal your injuries first, and I'm going to practice."

"Okay, let's go."

The boy left this room and pushed open the door of the next room.

After washing his face with water, he undid his hair and combed it again. A clear and bright face was reflected in the mirror. But in an instant, he put on the hairband again and turned into a young boy.

Ye Xiaotian is her current name, and the name Mo Tiange should not appear before the pill formation. This was the second uncle's decision to leave Dongmeng Mountain.

In the past seven years, she wandered around Dongkunwu with her second uncle, collected medicine, opened a shop, and hunted animals. The second uncle's accident happened when the small shop couldn't keep going and had to make money by catching monsters.

In the beginning, the Ye family had a lot of collections, and Master Shoujing handed back his father's relics, and they had a lot of money. But the way of cultivation takes too much effort, not to mention that both of them have poor spiritual roots. The second uncle is a four-spiritual root, and her father used pills to build a foundation. She is a five-spirit root. Although she has good skills, she still struggles every step of the way. She was able to cultivate to the seventh level of Qi refining in seven years.

In the past few years, they used up all the spirit stones in their practice, so they had to find ways to earn more money. At first, they just went to pick spirit grass to exchange for pills, but they found that they couldn't afford the two of them to practice, so they used all their savings to open a shop in a certain small market. Because of the oppression of the cultivator family that manages the market, there was not much profit, so they had to close it and find another place. In the end, the second uncle found out that hunting monsters was very profitable, so he and other monks went to the depths of the southern mountain forest to hunt animals. As a result, he accidentally encountered a fifth-order lightning beast, which was equivalent to a monk of alchemy. The five of them returned with one dead and four injured.

The second uncle was injured, and the situation was even more difficult. Not only could he not continue to practice with the help of pills, but he had to heal the second uncle's injuries. Fortunately, the Ye family had a deep research on formations. Although their spiritual roots were not good, they were very talented in formations. The uncle and nephew studied some formations on weekdays. When Mo Tiange was free, he set up a small stall to sell them in exchange for pills and so on.

The second uncle always said that if this continues, she will be so tired that she will not be able to build a foundation, so a year ago, they came to this Yunwu Mountain and planned to enter the Yunwu Sect through Xiantai. In this way, the sect has its own benefits, and she will be much more relaxed.

The so-called Sendai Association is a way for casual cultivators like them to join the sect. Most of the casual cultivators have poor spiritual roots, and these sects require at least three spiritual roots to recruit disciples. Only the cultivating families with excellent connections with the sect can join with the qualifications of four spiritual roots. It is obviously impossible for such casual cultivators to join. However, even if the spiritual root is not good, there are always some people who happen to be lucky enough to improve their cultivation very quickly. The purpose of this Xiantai Society is to select these potential monks to join the sect.

As for the selection method, to put it bluntly, it is a competition in the ring. Once on the stage, life or death are irrelevant. Although most sects will have alchemy stage monks sitting in command, there is no guarantee that there will be no casualties.

Of course, Mo Tiange didn't want to learn from them to work hard. Following her second uncle these years, although she was a nomad, it also broadened her horizons. The second uncle treated her very well. She really kept in mind what her second uncle said, cultivating immortals is for the purpose of longevity, and life is the most important thing. Besides, she doesn't think that if she can't enter the sect, she will die for the rest of her life. The second uncle said that father was also a person who built the foundation and formed alchemy back then, and it was because of his existence that the Ye family continued in Qingmeng Mountain for another two hundred years. Since father can do it, so can she!

With firm determination, she sat on the bed and started today's practice.