Li Shiming was slowly walking onto the official ship when he heard a voice coming from behind him.
If this was not a government-run dock with officers and soldiers all around, he would have almost taken out a 'white phosphorus bomb' from the machine room and fired it behind him when he suddenly heard this sound.
Hearing these familiar words in the world of cultivating immortals made him feel extremely bad.
He turned his head and looked at the speaker.
The speaker was a round-faced man in his thirties wearing a green robe.
Li Shiming's eyes swept over the round-faced man's waist, and he immediately understood the reason why he called him Taoist friend. A storage bag could be seen on his waist.
This round-faced man turned out to be a cultivator of immortality. The cultivator he imagined would not take an ordinary boat.
Not only can those who cultivate immortality be able to fly in the sky, they should also be able to walk as fast as flying, and will not be attracted by slow official ships.
"What's the matter?" He didn't call the other party a fellow Taoist. Siqin, Mo Yan, and four guards were not far away. The name of the fellow Taoist was really strange.
"I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Fan Yiyang. I am destined to ride this boat together, so I came here to say hello!" The round-faced man replied with a strange look in his eyes.
Fan Yiyang was of course surprised. Li Shiming was obviously wearing a low-grade defensive robe and a low-grade long sword weapon on his waist. There was a vague bulge on the lower back, which must have been a storage bag.
Doesn't dressing like this clearly tell others that you are a monk?
Besides, Li Shiming still had spiritual energy fluctuations that were not concealed at all.
Fan Yiyang was very puzzled as to why he still seemed afraid that people would know his identity as a monk.
"Li Shiming has met Brother Fan. Since we are destined, let's have a cup of tea together!" Li Shiming saw that the other party had a good attitude and that he was going to be on the same boat, so he told him his name.
This was the first time he had interacted with people who cultivated immortality after becoming successful in Qi refining, and he was still very willing to communicate with Fan Yiyang.
"Haha, sorry for bothering you!" Fan Yiyang had this in mind and responded with a smile.
The two of them boarded the official ship and came to the third floor of the official ship. Half of the third floor was Li Shiming's residence for more than ten days, and the other half was Fan Yiyang's residence.
It can be seen from this that Fan Yiyang's identity is extremely complicated.
The two sat down, and Li Shiming did not ask Si Qin and Mo Yan to come over to serve him. He took out the tea leaves from the storage bag and filled the kettle with the rainwater from the "Spring Breeze Transforming Rain Technique" that he had previously reserved.
Fan Yiyang said nothing and watched his movements, but the look on his face showed that he was very happy.
Li Shiming placed a cup of tea in front of Fan Yiyang and made a gesture of invitation.
"This tea is considered the ultimate in the world!" Fan Yiyang took a sip and said with enjoyment.
In these secular days, Fan Yiyang has already eaten up all the spiritual food in his storage bag, and now he has been using Bigu Pill to maintain it.
Bigu Pill can only fill the stomach, and Bigu Pill is still a bit expensive for monks in the early stage of Qi refining.
This tea is nothing in the world of immortality, not even close to spiritual tea, but in the secular world, it is really rare to be able to taste tea with spiritual energy, and the water in which the tea is made also has spiritual energy.
"Fellow Daoist Li, forgive me Meng Lang, I smelled the scent of spiritual rice from fellow daoist. I wonder if you can sell me some of your spiritual rice?" Fan Yiyang did not shy away from anything, and directly expressed his thoughts.
Li Shiming was slightly startled when he heard what he said. He sniffed himself and didn't smell any special smell.
"I have practiced scent-based spells and I am very sensitive to smells. Fellow Taoist, please rest assured that I will buy according to the market price and will not let fellow Taoists suffer!" Fan Yiyang looked at him and explained with a smile.
"I do have spiritual rice. I wonder how much you want?" Li Shiming consciously entered the computer room space and prepared the 'white phosphorus bomb'. If anything goes wrong, he will use it on the other party. He asked without revealing anything unusual on the surface.
None of the immortal cultivators he met before were easy to talk to, and almost never put mortals in their eyes. Even among the immortal cultivators, the encounter was a killing.
This makes him extremely wary of the world of immortality.
"Do you have a hundred pounds in your hands, fellow Taoist?" Fan Yiyang's eyes lit up and he asked quickly.
The reason why he took the initiative to greet Li Shiming was because he knew that Li Shiming smelled of spiritual rice.
He has no intention of robbery, which is related to his strength.
From the fluctuations of spiritual power revealed by Li Shiming, he could tell that Li Shiming's strength was at the second level of Qi Refining.
And he is also at the second level of Qi Refining. In addition, Li Shiming has defensive and offensive weapons, and Li Shiming's age, which shows that Li Shiming has a background, and he does not want to work hard for a little spiritual rice.
"Okay, but I also have a request. Fellow Taoist, tell me about the world of cultivating immortals!" Li Shiming agreed after thinking about it for a moment, and made an additional request.
"Haha, it just so happens that the journey is boring, so I agreed!" Fan Yiyang couldn't help but smile when he heard this condition.
Li Shiming mobilized his spiritual power on the storage bag, which contained only spiritual rice and a small amount of spiritual water and tea leaves.
Now he no longer eats worldly things, drinks only spiritual water, and eats only spiritual rice.
Although I have lost my appetite, compared with the pollution of my body, everything is worth it.
A rice bag appeared on the table. Fortunately, it was on the third floor and there was no third person present. Otherwise, the sudden appearance of the rice bag would frighten ordinary people.
Fan Yiyang didn't even need to check. From the spiritual energy emanating from the rice bag, he could tell that the spiritual rice was of good quality.
"Fellow Daoist Li, I'm not polite. I've been out for a while and I've been out of food for a long time!" Fan Yiyang said with a smile as he put away the rice bag.
With a wave of his hand, a hundred glowing stones appeared on the table, and then he took out a book and placed it on the table.
"I didn't expect that the quality of Taoist spiritual rice was so good. I took advantage of one pound of spiritual stone, so I gave this book "Breathing Concentration Technique" to the Taoist friend!" he said with a smile.
He gave the breath-holding technique, so naturally he didn't choose it randomly.
Li Shiming's spiritual power fluctuated unobstructed and unobstructed, which showed that he had never learned the breath-holding technique.
The breath gathering technique is not an important spell in the world of immortality, and most monks in sects can learn it.
Fan Yiyang's "Breathe Concentration Technique" did not come from the sect, it was an unexpected gain that he used to sell personal favors.
"Fellow Taoist is so generous!" Li Shiming suppressed his accelerated heartbeat and praised with a smile.
He recognized the hundred glowing stones as the same kind of stones on the Soul Gathering Plate that had consumed all spiritual energy.
It turns out that this is the spirit stone. It seems that the world of immortality uses spirit stones as currency.
The breath gathering technique was an unexpected gain. No wonder he saw that Fan Yiyang didn't have any spiritual power fluctuations on his body. It turned out that he had practiced such a spell.