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Chapter 133 There is no absolute safety

The time of cultivating the immortal world seems to be much faster than that of the mortal world...

In the blink of an eye, it was three years later.

"It took three years for the seventh level of Qi training to be completely stabilized..."

In a medicinal field full of spiritual energy, various valuable elixirs emitted fragrance. Jiang Ming was walking and applying rain, while absorbing the spiritual energy here which was much richer than the outside world, and practicing the Five Elements Jue.

This can be regarded as one of the benefits of Lingzhi Hall. The spiritual energy in the spiritual medicine field is richer than many high-quality caves. Although you cannot practice here for a long time, no one cares if you secretly inhale it for a while every day.

Suck each medicine field for a while, six or seven dollars, which is equivalent to several days of practicing in his shabby cave...

"The road to immortality is difficult!"

Jiang Ming sighed, even though he had so many resources, he still ate and drank the delicacies containing spiritual energy in Yuqiong Tower every day, which really stabilized the seventh level of Qi training. You can imagine how hard it is for ordinary casual cultivators, no wonder

The vast majority of people, even if they break through to the later stage of Qi training, will be stuck at the seventh level of Qi training for a lifetime...

A person as powerful as Feng He, a powerful figure in Lingzhi Hall, can only reach the eighth level of Qi training.

"But in the past three years, I have finally accumulated hundreds of spiritual stones... When Feng He helps me find alchemy, it's time to learn it."

No matter how good his farming skills are, he is just a farmer and cannot grow any flowers... Ordinary casual cultivators have neither time nor financial resources to learn other skills, but Jiang Ming now has a small family and unlimited time. In order to grow in the future

The development of the world of immortality, techniques such as refining alchemy and making talismans, must be learned.

As for why he chose alchemy first, Jiang Ming also considered it carefully.

There are four arts in the world of immortality, namely alchemy, talisman making, weapon forging and formation formation.

Among these four arts, only alchemy is less difficult to acquire. The disadvantage is that it consumes a lot of resources and requires a lot of medicinal materials to practice...

The other three skills not only consume resources, but also require much higher talent than alchemy, and are extremely complex. We should wait until they are developed later.

However, even for alchemy, which is the most difficult to get started, its inheritance method is not accessible to ordinary people. Jiang Ming can only ask Feng He to help him pay attention slowly.

Only when he came to the world of cultivating immortals did he realize that the alchemy technique recorded in the essay he had obtained in the secular world was actually an inferior thing. What he could practice could only be called pills, not elixirs...

"Although there is no complete alchemy inheritance, I have found some fragments. You can buy some materials first and give it a try..."

After Jiang Ming finished using the rain, he held out a piece of blue talisman paper, which immediately turned into a blue paper bird, carrying Jiang Ming to Yuangufang City.

After coming to Xiao Qianshan for more than three years, Jiang Ming not only gradually enriched his pocket, but also acquired a lot of other messy little things. This flying bird talisman was given to him by a casual cultivator after a certain rain. It is not worth it.

No money, but more fun...

The market was bustling with people. Jiang Ming got off the bird talisman, carefully put away the many dark talisman papers, and walked into a shop selling alchemy materials with ease.

The most conspicuous thing in the shop are the many stoves, copper tripods and other objects of different sizes. Different alchemy techniques require different utensils.

….

"Hey, Brother Jiang is here again...have you made up your mind this time?" The shopkeeper smiled when he saw Jiang Ming.

In the past few months, Jiang Ming has been coming here often, and every time he just doesn't want to buy anything, but he is quite familiar with the shopkeeper.

"If your cauldron were cheaper, I would really buy it..." Jiang Ming pointed to a low-level small cauldron and said with a look of pain on his face.

"You are a famous person in Lingzhi Hall, but you still lack this little spiritual stone?" The shopkeeper looked in disbelief.

Jiang Ming sighed heavily: "Hey, you are a layman who doesn't know the inside story. I...Hey, that's all. The water here is too deep, I can't say more. Look at how poor I am, you can figure it out for yourself... I understand.

I understand..."

The smile on the shopkeeper's face remained unchanged, but he couldn't help but wonder in his heart, could there be anything else in this Lingzhi Hall?

What secrets does he not know? Is this guy really a poor guy?

Could it be that he was exploited by people like Feng He?

A poor man still dares to buy an alchemy cauldron. Is he just like those desperate casual cultivators who want to gamble on their alchemy talent and reach the sky with alchemy?

He is really ambitious, but it is a pity that such gamblers often lose their pants...

In an instant, countless dramas unfolded in the shopkeeper's heart. All in all, he regarded Jiang Ming as a poor man and no longer cared about him that much.

Jiang Ming looked at it for a long time, and finally seemed to make up his mind. He bargained with the shopkeeper for a long time, and finally bought the lowest level alchemy cauldron for thirty spiritual stones.

After picking some more and buying some bottles and cans for alchemy, Jiang Mingcai left the store with a look of pain on his face...

"Be careful in everything, you are always right!"

It wasn't until he returned to his small courtyard that Jiang Ming's face regained its calm expression.

There is no poor person in Lingzhitang, but how to pretend to be a poor person depends on each person's luck...

Feng He rides a broken iron sword that is almost rusty every day. Who would have known that just treating his brothers to a meal would be equivalent to the hard work of an ordinary cultivator for several years?

After all, although Xiaoqianshan has rules, it is still a place for casual cultivation. There is peace under the sun, but it does not mean that there is no blood in the shadows...

A few days ago, Lao Guzi had brought the broken spirit stones and wanted to find Jiang Ming to help him with the rain. Unexpectedly, in an alley halfway, someone covered his head and beat him up, and robbed all the broken spirit stones...



The law enforcement team said nicely that anyone who dares to cause trouble during the day must be severely punished.

However, this kind of thing is as trivial as sesame. When a member of the law enforcement team goes out with a flying sword once, the spiritual stones consumed are as much as Lao Guzi saved for half a year. Who can deal with such a bad thing...

Of course, if the talented disciples of Fire Lotus Valley come to Xiaoqianshan for a trip and are stepped on by someone in Fangshi, then the law enforcement team will definitely descend on the street with righteousness, and they can kill that person within a stick of incense.

Put your feet in front of others...

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Jiang Ming shook his head, took out the small cyan cauldron, placed it in the center of the yard, threw a bunch of shiny silver sand into the cauldron, and tried to use the fire control method to refine the thing.

This sand is called Liquid Silver Sand, and its shape changes greatly at different temperatures. It is an essential material for familiarizing yourself with the new medicine cauldron and improving fire control methods...

late at night.

After Jiang Ming had dinner, he continued to familiarize himself with the medicine cauldron. The flowing silver sand kept changing shapes in the cauldron.

Suddenly, Jiang Ming felt something in his heart and looked in the direction outside the yard.

"As expected...there is no necessarily safe place!"

Jiang Ming's eyes narrowed slightly. From the first day he arrived at Xiaoqianshan, Jiang Ming knew that this was not a kind place that would always be peaceful.

Unexpectedly, he just bought some alchemy items and attracted attention...

"But just a few middle-stage qi training people dare to do this kind of thing...you are really brave."

Jiang Ming felt the few breaths coming quietly outside the courtyard, his face remained calm...

Wow~

The small array in the nursing home rippled for a moment, but no sound was made. Then it returned to calm, as if nothing had happened.

But Jiang Ming knew that the head had been sent in by himself...

He stood in the courtyard, as if unknown, and continued to use the fire control method to familiarize himself with the medicine cauldron.

Hugh~

In the night sky, a jet-black flying sword flew out of the night like a shadow in an instant, slashing towards the back of Jiang Ming's head.

At the same time, a rope rushed out from the side and bound Jiang Ming's limbs...

As an immortal, I only practice forbidden arts.

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