It had just reached the afternoon, and the truth about the invasion of demonic cultivators had already spread throughout the Qingliu Ruins.
However, the demon cultivator somehow learned about the outing of the law enforcement team, and then launched the raid overnight, successfully plundering most of the shops in Qingliuxu without losing anyone.
It is said that after this incident was reported to the Qingyang Sect, the leader of the Qingyang Sect became furious and set a deadline to eliminate the group of demon cultivators.
But this kind of thing has nothing to do with Lu Zhong, a small casual cultivator on the second level of Qi Refining.
Although Qingliu Ruins suffered a catastrophe, life still has to go through.
When we came to the street again, the corpses on the road had been cleaned up and carried away, and only blood stains remained on the corners.
In front of some dilapidated shops on both sides of the street, ordinary coolies were unloading wood and masonry from oxcarts. Special stewards were directing on the side, and it seemed that they were preparing to repair the damaged shops.
But more shops were quiet and motionless.
When the demonic cultivators plundered Qingliu Ruins, their attacks were extremely vicious.
It is said that those who dared to obstruct them at that time were all subjected to crazy revenge by the demon cultivators. In addition, the shops in Qingliuxu were all open on the street side, with a courtyard behind them for people to live in. Therefore, a large number of shops were killed from top to bottom.
It must be so clean that even the people who inherited these shops cannot be found.
What makes people feel weird is that when Lu Zhong reached the end of the street, he found that there were already a large number of stalls set up here.
Different from the bleak and sad streets, this place is extremely lively and noisy, with smiles on everyone's faces, as if the Lantern Festival has arrived early.
Each stall has a dazzling array of products.
From talismans to spell books, from robes to precious magic weapons, we have everything.
And the stall owner who owns them is selling hard and enthusiastically soliciting customers.
At this time, Lu Zhong's sharp eyes discovered that some of the spell books on the stalls obviously originated from the Shufa Pavilion. There were two of them that he had just seen yesterday, and the wrinkles on the pages were exactly the same as in his memory.
A chill surged up his spine, and he did not dare to guess how many of the people who died last night were actually killed by the demon cultivator.
Taking a deep breath, Lu Zhong stopped thinking about those things.
His eyes wandered from stall to stall, looking for something that interested him.
Opportunities like this are extremely rare to come across, so it's a good time to pick them up.
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"This breath gathering technique is not a secret technique. The pages are rotten and broken, and there are traces of insect bites everywhere... No, how can you have the nerve to bid for a spiritual stone for such a bad spell book?"
Lu Zhong squatted in front of a stall, rolled up his sleeves and bargained with the stall owner.
"Ah, it's really..."
The stall owner was a strong man with a simple and honest face. His face turned red when he saw the spell book in such a bad state. He hesitated for a long time and then said: "If you don't do this, fellow Taoist, I will give you half a sword of talisman paper, okay?"
"No, I need to add ten more!"
"Okay, I'll listen to you."
The strong man scratched his head and randomly grabbed a handful of talisman paper from the stall. There were only a lot more.
Along with the breath-containing technique, he handed the talisman in his hand to Lu Zhong.
After receiving the spell book, Lu Zhong was extremely excited, but he put on a look of disgust on his face and muttered: "I am the only one who is poor, otherwise I would never buy it from you."
When the strong man heard this, he seemed even more embarrassed, and quickly stuffed two more talisman papers.
Lu Zhong stopped at this moment and thrust a spiritual stone into the opponent's hand.
When I walked to a deserted corner on the street, the smile on my face had disappeared.
He took out the stack of talisman papers he had just received, and after careful inspection, he pulled out three blood-stained talisman papers and threw them into the gutter next to them like garbage.
Next, Lu Zhong continued shopping for a while.
Different from the past, everything on the stalls today is sold with broken bones, and the prices are unbelievably cheap. Even expensive magic weapons that used to start at three figures are now being sold at stalls, and the prices are as low as thirty or fifty.
A spiritual stone, as for those semi-finished embryos, they are even cheaper.
Seeing the magical artifact embryos on the stall, Lu Zhong couldn't help but want to buy them.
"Calm down, calm down." He took a deep breath to calm down.
I don't have many spiritual stones on my body, so it's not cost-effective to buy these magic weapon embryos.
Considering that after the chaos in Qingliuxu, a large number of shops have either closed down or closed permanently. I don't know how long it will take for the place to return to normal order, which may affect the production and sale of talismans, which is his only source of income.
For insurance purposes, it is very necessary to leave five spiritual stones to pay the rent.
After all, for now, Qingliu Ruins is still his safest place to live.
Lu Zhong could no longer imagine what would happen if he was driven into the wilderness.
Aren't you afraid that the evil cultivator would have wiped your neck that night?
After tightening his money bag, he decided to give up the purchase plan and went back to his hut to stay there.
Thinking of this, Lu Zhong couldn't help but feel happy.
"Fortunately, I bought enough spiritual rice yesterday, otherwise I might not even be able to eat at this time."
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After returning from the street, Lu Zhong closed the door.
Seeing that the light in the room was dim, he also lit the candle.
By candlelight, I started to flip through the spell book I just got.
"The Breath Condensation Technique can condense one's own breath, making it difficult to detect..."
Like the Qi Watching Technique, the Breath Condensation Technique is also a must-learn spell for monks.
Its function is very simple, it is to condense one's own breath through a special method. Whether it is for the purpose of hiding one's strength, or if one wants to hide in the dark and launch a sneak attack, it cannot do without the help of the breath gathering technique.
Especially when venturing in the wilderness, in order to avoid those powerful monsters, the breath gathering technique is even more essential.
The breath-condensing technique bought by Lu Zhong is a rare large book of techniques.
The so-called big book is relative to the small book.
The spells in the booklet are like the qi gazing spell, and the levels are precisely divided.
The Breath Condensation Technique is different. It is classified as a first-level spell, and there is no detailed classification into which level it is.
After reading it carefully, Lu Zhong found that this breath-containing technique was not easy to learn.
If you want to cast it, you must recite twelve mantras accurately, and the spiritual power is mobilized all over the body. There are several sets of mudras to assist in spell casting, and it is very troublesome just to write them down, let alone to perform them skillfully.
"It's so difficult, but you still have to learn."
Lu Zhong didn't want to turn into a cold corpse. Before his strength was enough to deal with the threat, it became very necessary to learn a spell that could restrain his breath.
If you can't defeat it, you will have no choice but to stay alive and grow.
"Kowu... Boo!"
"咒, shouldn't it be 咚, or should it be pronounced as 嚚?"
He began to practice the pronunciation of the incantation, which was the basis for mastering a spell.
If the pronunciation is not correct, the technique will not be successful.
Errors in spiritual power mobilization will not necessarily lead to spell casting failure, it may just greatly reduce the effect of the spell.
But if the incantation is recited incorrectly, the spell casting will definitely fail.
