Yu Ziqing has become accustomed to asking Lao Yang first when he needs to discuss something or ask for advice.
Compared with Yu Ziqing who didn't know which book to read when he looked through it himself, it was really convenient to find Lao Yang.
Finally, Lao Yang will also tell him which book to read and which direction to go in which he may gain something.
After being sprayed this time, Yu Ziqing did not dare to continue calling.
It's probably true that Lao Yang wants to slander him. It's probably true that he's very busy right now and he really doesn't have time.
Yu Ziqing has summed up enough experience. The degree of irritability of Lao Yang is directly proportional to the importance of what he is doing now.
"Forget it, I respect the old and love the young and won't argue with him!"
Yu Ziqing walked out of the ring on the seventh floor and sighed.
There is no chance of prostitution if you don't come forward, so you can only go to Lihuoyuan or Langyayuan in person.
The remaining three types of five-color soil, green soil, red soil and white soil, are not available in the market.
The general usage is to use it as the foundation soil when cultivating heavenly materials and earthly treasures. In fact, Yu Ziqing is not very clear about more, because these are the only ones in ordinary records.
This is a serious high-level resource, and it would be useless for ordinary monks to get it.
Yu Ziqing bypassed the locust trees to the east and headed to Lihuoyuan.
After so many years, Wen Lingyou will probably find him more pleasing to the eye, right?
Yu Ziqing did not go directly to Lihuoyuan, but first quietly asked where Wen Lingyou was.
He went directly to the crowd.
Wen Lingyou's whereabouts are not a big secret. He is now in a small town. His research topics in the past few years have all been related to evil spirits.
He is a typical pragmatist. At first, he didn't know much about it, so he just wanted to solve the troubles that evil spirits might bring.
Now I just want to squeeze out the value of the Yin Demon through research.
The most basic thing is to use it as a material.
He didn't dare to use the Yin Demon's method. He had learned from past mistakes and everyone was very cautious.
Yu Ziqing appeared in front of Wen Lingyou. The old man's face looked as if he was squatting in a pit to exert force, and he had been constipated for several days.
Yu Ziqingtian leaned over with a face full of respect for the senior.
"Senior, are you having trouble with your research recently? Do you need any help? Can I find someone to help?"
Wen Lingyou looked Yu Ziqing up and down and clicked his tongue.
"Looking at the way you look like this, I know you must be looking for help again."
"Senior's eyes are as bright as a torch!"
"If you want to abduct someone from Lihuoyuan again, just shut up and turn around and leave now. I can still keep a good face for you."
"..." Yu Ziqing's expression changed slightly and he said kindly.
"Senior, it's not that serious, I'm doing this all for business.
Those seniors from Lihuo Academy have not fallen behind in all aspects, whether it is their achievements over the years or their own cultivation.
Although the final big project has not yet been completed, the things that have been produced in the middle are already very amazing.
I have to spend a lot of personal resources every year.
I haven't even opened my mouth to outsiders. If I were to reach out to those big forces, there would be many people who would climb up the pole and give away resources.
But wasn’t I thinking that the most precious thing is us, the heads of the hospital..."
"Who do you want to kidnap? I'm telling you, don't even think about it!" Wen Lingyou became a little nervous when he heard the words "head of the hospital."
The other heads of the college were fine, but the example of the head of the farm house was really too tempting.
Yu Ziqing now wants to abduct someone in Lihuoyuan, which probably won't be difficult.
"It's really not that serious, I just..."
"Get out of here, don't even think about it!"
Yu Ziqing sighed after seeing Wen Lingyou's resolute attitude.
"Okay, okay. If the head of the hospital is really free, I want to find some books to read by myself. Is that okay?"
"Li Huo Yuan is sorting out the library recently. It's not easy to find it if you go there. If you want any classics, I'll send someone to get them for you!"
"Books related to five-color soil."
"You wait." Wen Lingyou was determined.
Yu Ziqing looked hesitant, then added after thinking for a while.
"Oh, do you still have green soil, red soil, and white soil in Li Huoyuan? Give me some of these three kinds of five-color soil. It doesn't need to be too much. It only needs to be able to grow twenty or thirty spiritual plants. I can use black soil or loess instead."
Wen Lingyou looked at Yu Ziqing as if he wanted to say something else and said quickly.
"Do you think the five-color soil is very rich?
There is neither green soil nor red soil. Only white soil can give you enough to support a plant of heavenly material and earthly treasure.
Don’t look at me, there’s no more, that’s all, you don’t have to change it even if you want.”
Wen Lingyou was very efficient in his work. He sent someone to deliver the classics and some sealed clay on the same day.
He guarded tightly and waited until Yu Ziqing left, then he breathed a sigh of relief.
Yu Ziqing took a flying boat and continued to Qianlangyayuan. That little bit of white soil was not enough to fill the gap between his teeth, and it was probably not enough for juice.
Don't even think about other magic plants, especially locust trees.
No wonder the farmer's eyes were shining when he saw the five-color soil.
This ghost thing is really too rare, and even less of it is of high purity. In addition, it is a consumable item, so it is impossible to think it is not precious.
Yu Ziqing held the classics and studied hard. According to the records in the classics, there is actually no big pattern in the appearance of five-color soil.
At most, the probability of occurrence is slightly higher under certain circumstances.
The collection process was not like digging with a shovel as Yu Ziqing imagined, but rather like archeology, sweeping with a small brush, or similar to gold panning.
The more vivid ones, such as white clay, Yu Ziqing felt like the process of taking materials to make phosphorus in the toilet...
According to classic records, there was a small blessed land in the northern part of the wasteland that produced white soil.
The livelihood of the people living there is to dig for clay, just like gold mining, and then sell it to people in Lihuoyuan.
The annual output there is not enough to raise one Tiancai Dibao seedling, so it is considered extremely high.
The reason why it can be seen in the classics now is that on the one hand, the wasteland has long been abandoned, and on the other hand, the small blessed land has also collapsed...
The current white clay in Lihuoyuan is all in stock, so use less and less. The new white clay obtained from other places is equivalent to saving money from working part-time to buy a three-room courtyard near the palace. It is purely to save resources for future generations.
This generation of academic leaders should not expect to be able to save enough for one person's research while they are still alive.
As for the other five-color soil, it really depends on luck. Even Lihuoyuan couldn't get the amount Yu Ziqing needed.
After Yu Ziqing read a general introduction, he felt that Kuitu's treatment last time was too hasty.
No wonder profiteers and hungry ghosts say that there are always some big downstream customers who don’t know where to get the news and want to roundaboutly ask to buy some black soil.
He didn't have much hope for Langya Academy anymore, as long as he could get some classics.
…
At night, in the East China Sea, a dark ship without any reflection emerged silently from under the sea.
In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, the saints swimming in the deep sea spent a lot of time bypassing the Dragon Clan's home field.
Dark clouds covered the moon, and the bald man with a hammer-shaped mark tattooed on his face came to the bow of the ship and looked to the west.
"We are not very far away from Sifang Land anymore, we must be careful.
That remnant has fled back, and I don’t know if he was killed by the evil thing.”
The hammer-faced bald man whispered to himself.
Behind him, another bald head with a jellyfish tattooed on his head whispered.
"That evil creature is stronger than anything seen in the previous thousand years. He must have had a very high status during his lifetime, and he must have been dead for a long time.
The legend should be true, those remnants have completely disappeared.
The remnant we met this time didn't even know about us, and dared to escape back to Sifang.
He may already be one of the few left.
It is also possible that he has received the inheritance from those remnants and does not know much at all.
Whether he was killed by evil creatures or not, I think it doesn't matter."
Hammer's face was cold and he snorted coldly.
“In the deep sea, arrogance is the way to death!
Have you forgotten those people who were killed by a tiny jellyfish or a palm-sized fish?"
"My subordinate made a mistake." The bald jellyfish's expression turned serious. He touched the tattoo on his head and immediately admitted his mistake.
"Don't land in all directions, just explore the sea for news.
First, go find out where that stupid giant shark died and find what it swallowed.
Are you ready with all the things that need to be prepared?"
"Everyone is ready to chase after him. All the bloodlines within five generations of that stupid giant shark are still alive, and the altar is ready." The bald jellyfish responded in a deep voice.
The bald hammer raised his head and watched the black clouds gradually drift away, revealing the bright moon like a silver plate.
"Go and check again. We'll start at noon tomorrow."
At noon the next day, there were no clouds in the sky and no waves on the sea. It was excellent weather.
The black ship is like an ordinary sunken ship, sinking on the bottom of the sea, as quiet as death.
The hammer-faced bald man entered one of the cabins, which was like a huge circular lake.
In the center of the huge lake, which is thousands of feet high, there is a huge hollow, with an altar already arranged inside.
Within the lake, straight chains were embedded in the bodies of giant sharks of different sizes, tightly binding them in the water.
Around the altar, bald men in black robes knelt, and the altar was made of thick bones.
Hammer Face walked up to the altar, shaved off his own eyebrows and placed them in the place of tribute, then dripped a drop of his blood into the place of the second tribute.
The place in the center where the tributes should be placed is still empty at the moment.
Hammer Face raised his head and looked at the tablet in the center of the altar.
The tablet is covered with red cloth, with nine dark red braids on it, binding the red cloth.
There is even a long-running formation around, distorting perception and distorting consciousness.
The hammer-faced man looked at the tablet, made a seal, and murmured an unknown language in a low voice.
It's like the steps of a sacrificial ritual, but at this moment, when Hammer Face officially begins, what is recited is not a ritual incantation, but a mantra.
As the mantra sounded, the other bald heads made hand seals and chanted in a low voice.
In the huge ring-shaped lake around it, the stretched chains made unpleasant creaking sounds, and the water flowed faster and faster.
All the giant sharks, big and small, were pulled and entangled together, and then starting from the smallest ones, their bodies disintegrated.
All flesh, flesh, bones, demon souls, everything, even the resentment of the giant shark when it died tragically, was integrated into the blood without any waste.
In the circular lake, blood gathered into a river and rushed out with a whistling sound. The whistling sound was like a desperate scream at the moment of death, full of resentment and despair.
All the blood rushed towards the place where the tributes were placed in the center, and a big river swirled and swooped down, but it did not shake the altar at all.
The blood continued to condense and turned into a heart-shaped blood-colored crystal, which was still beating loudly at this moment.
Suddenly, black and gray gas escaped from the tablet covered with red cloth at the center of the altar.
A twisted and profound force emerged, and the eyes of everyone present turned red.
Everything around him seemed to have changed in the eyes of everyone.
The huge ring-shaped lake turned into thick blood, and various things continued to emerge from it.
There were naked corpses that refused to rest in silence, the severed limbs of various creatures, and masses of black energy that gathered together to form a crazy monster without any intelligence, just like the God of Sacrifice released by Xi Yang before.
The nine restraints on the tablet and the red cloth were stirring slightly and trembling constantly.
The black energy seemed to want to spread around.
At this time, the formations, runes, secrets, etc. that were solidified around the tablet began to play a role.
The space within a few feet around there became distorted, tightly restraining the power escaping from the tablet within a certain range.
Hammer's face was ferocious, his eyes were blood red, but he was completely motionless, as if he had long been used to this situation.
As the ceremony progressed, all the tributes disappeared.
In the end, there was only one covered with blood, like a heart that had just been dug out, hanging there quietly, beating slowly.
"Dongdong...Dongdong..."
Hammer Face knelt on the ground, kowtowed respectfully to the tablet covered with red cloth, then held the heart in both hands and slowly retreated from the altar.
All the surrounding illusions slowly dissipated, and the power escaping from the tablets also dissipated.
Hammer Face looked at everyone, and in the expectant eyes of the jellyfish bald head, he looked at the other bald head with a fish bone tattooed on the back of his head.
He slowly reached into the other person's chest, dug out the other person's heart, and put the heart that had just been taken out with the help of a strange method into the other person's chest.
Rich Qi and blood spurted out, and the aura of the fishbone bald head began to rise straight up.
The slow beating of the heart is as deep and powerful as a drum.
"Remember, what we have to do is very important.
The divine dynasties in the four directions are very powerful, so you are not allowed to provoke them.
If it is not necessary, do not set foot on the land of Sifang.
Whatever you encounter, as long as you do it, you must leave no consequences."
"I understand." The fish-bone bald man responded in a deep voice, stood up, and walked out.
Jellyfish Baldhead was a little disappointed. He had been waiting for this day for a long time.
Even those giant sharks were caught by him with one hand, not a single one was missed, not even the giant sharks that were still eggs were spared, just for better promotion.
It's a pity that maybe because of his arrogance before, Hammer Face gave up giving him the opportunity.
Mizuki Bald didn't say anything and continued to follow silently.
When they left the cabin and only he and Hammer Face were left, Hammer Face took out a box.
After opening it, there is a face inside.
"It seems that you have learned your lesson, and now I have another task for you.
You go find the remnant from before. If he dies, find the person behind him.
I just took advantage of the situation and asked the divination. The person we worship has become more and more active in recent years, especially after getting closer to the Sifang area.
She responded to my question, that remnant must know where the God of Sacrifice is.
Find the God of Sacrifice, and the next promotion opportunity will be yours."
The bald jellyfish knelt on the ground with lowered eyebrows, expressing his loyalty, and then cut off his own face without hesitation and replaced it with the face in the box.
He had hair, even the jellyfish tattoo was covered up, his face completely changed, and his whole aura changed accordingly.
"Remember, finding things is not the most important thing, but finding things is as important as sacrificing to the God."
Hammer Face's words made Jellyfish Bald feel a little weird.
But in an instant, he understood.
They are just for power, they are just for themselves.
It’s not really about being pious or loyal to anyone.
In other words, they are only loyal to their group and themselves.
Jellyfish Baldhead feels ashamed that he wants to make a choice. They all want it, and they always have an alternative plan.
Jellyfish Baldhead quietly left the black ship and headed to Minghu Island.
It was a place where all kinds of foreign races and all three religions and nine streams gathered. He wanted to start from here to find out the news and hide his origins.
However, a few days later...
The bald jellyfish stayed in the inn, looking at Yu Gui in front of him, with a trace of confusion in his eyes, and some doubts about life.
The price is very expensive, but he thinks it is worth it.
Because every day! A huge amount of information can be obtained from it every day.
In order not to miss out on the information, he even spent a lot of money to buy a dozen small vendors selling Yugui, and clearly told him that they were stolen goods and he had to sell them in a hurry, otherwise they would only be one-fifth of the original price.
Of course, he now knows he was tricked.
This one-fifth price is dozens of times more expensive than the original price.
Minghu Island is a mess of people and there are too many different races, so you deserve to be cheated.
But everyone knew that Yugui was tricked, and he definitely didn't come from land.
What confused Jellyfish Bald was not that he was cheated. He actually didn't care about the loss. He just got the news.
He was cautious and thought for a long time about how he could find out the information without attracting attention. Who would have thought that the information he wanted to find out was not a secret at all.
Well, this news is also the news that the hawker saw that he was so happy that he bought more than a dozen jade bags in one go and sold them to him at a "low price".
The remnant he is looking for is named Xi Yang, and he has been chased by the evil creature for hundreds of thousands of miles.
People from all over the place were watching the fun when they faced that evil thing.
Just because the remnant named Xi Yang was once chased by a tomb ghost for 80,000 miles, everyone continued to watch the fun this time.
The evil creature was chased to a place called the Jinlan Mountain Forbidden Area and was eliminated.
Now, the bald jellyfish is sitting here, listening to the voice coming from Yu Guinei, with a blank look on his face.
The education he received and everything he learned seemed like he couldn't keep up when he got here, and he couldn't adapt at all.
He has attracted attention these days because he is so cautious.
Be cautious when buying a jade that everyone knows the price of, and be cautious when buying information that everyone knows. This will only attract attention.
He didn't understand, couldn't understand why this happened.
He now agrees more and more with the priest's judgment that the surrounding areas are in danger.
These people don't care about hiding information at all, they just have enough strength to lay the foundation.
Even that forbidden area can actually get rid of evil things, which is really scary.
They can't even kill the evil things. In the past few years, many people have died because of evil things in the deep sea.