Li Qingtong's heart finally calmed down, and then he felt a sense of loss again.
This shows that even the most exquisite azure starry sky among the first-level talisman instruments cannot attract the spirit cauldron. If you want to continue to raise this cauldron in the next step, you will need at least second-level cultivation resources!
Those are the resources consumed by monks in the foundation-building period!
Thinking about it makes people feel desperate, but once they think about the heaven-defying effect of the Spirit Cauldron, they feel that this is what it should be.
However, Lingding letting go of the blue starry sky talisman pen has made Li Qingtong feel at ease.
This talisman pen is indeed what Yang Muting, the guy who wants to trick people, said, it is extremely important to the current Li Qingtong.
"It can be repaired, but it cannot be repaired by the current level of cultivation. Even with the current level of cultivation, it is impossible to make a spiritual talisman. Even if it is repaired at a high price, it will be useless." Li Qingtong said this but still couldn't help it.
After playing with it for a while, he placed the talisman pen in the spiritual cauldron for collection.
Currently, there is only one Fat Jade Crystal Lotus left in the inner space of the Lingding Cauldron, one fifteen-year-old Seven-Star Grass, two Seven-Star Grass seeds, and one blue starry sky talisman pen.
Looking at these family fortunes, Li Qingtong felt at peace.
The next moment, a three-pound lotus root from the Fat Jade Crystal Lotus was torn off from the plant by Li Qingtong and placed in a place in the Lingding.
The talisman needle flew into the spirit cauldron, and the power of the fire element was slowly activated, bit by bit, consuming the cold air on the crystal lotus root.
A quarter of an hour passed, and after consuming the true energy and mana contained in the seven spiritual threads... this piece of crystal lotus root is ready to be eaten!
The crystal lotus root without any seasoning is not unpleasant to eat.
In fact, most foods rich in spiritual energy are not unpalatable in their original flavor.
After having a feast, Li Qingtong began his routine daily meditation practice.
With a belly full of good food, and the spiritual energy drawn from the outside world, Li Qingtong's cultivation entered a more comfortable state.
When it was almost noon, Li Qingtong stopped practicing.
The one-armed man who had a favor with him would take him to a nearby exchange and trading place for low-level monks today.
This was supposed to be done seven or eight days ago, but after what happened, Li Qingtong lost all face.
It's really hard to go out.
Li Qingtong had high expectations for this gathering.
From the memory of Master Tianfu, Li Qingtong has participated in various exchanges and trade fairs from the perspective of a bystander more than once.
There are both high-end and low-end ones, and it’s still a bit exciting when you experience it personally in reality.
Soon a familiar figure arrived, not leaving enough time for Li Qingtong to flatter him, and almost took him with him and left.
And this so-called exchange and transaction place for low-level monks is not far from the area where Li Qingtong's mission is located.
Twenty-three, only four miles away, it will almost enter the Lingding's perception range centered on the hut.
The one-armed man flew with all his strength and arrived at an island in less than a quarter of an hour.
The island is not large, there are no mountains or valleys on it, only some low shrubs, vines and other green plants.
The rest are buildings of stone houses, wooden houses, bamboo houses, etc. The streets are also very neat, all paved with bluestone.
"Now is the Immortal Cultivation Fair held once a month, so there are more people. Let's go listen to the sermon first. This is a monthly benefit." After saying that, he directly pulled Li Qingtong and followed the flow of people.
The center of the island is a square, which should be where many low-level monks set up stalls and trade.
At this moment, the place is full of people, and monks are still coming.
The place is not big, so it naturally becomes more and more crowded.
However, no monk showed any boredom. Being able to listen to senior experts explain various problems encountered in the process of cultivation for free is an opportunity worth cherishing!
But for Li Qingtong, such a sermon was lackluster.
Unless there is a real person in the alchemy stage who comes to explain the difficulties in cultivation, it is not as good as getting more, better and more complete life experience from the real person entering the dream of Tianfu.
Amidst the commotion, Mr. Lu arrived.
The monks quickly calmed down and waited for Mr. Lu to speak.
As soon as Mr. Lu opened his mouth, Li Qingtong realized that he looked down on the world's heroes.
This Mr. Lu is really not simple!
At least Tianfu Zhenren at the same level couldn't compare to him.
Just when Li Qingtong, like everyone else, was immersed in the aftertaste of Lu Lao's sermon, an uninvited guest suddenly came to his side.
That was a being that none of the monks on site, including the man with a broken arm, could mess with... White Deer!
Li Qingtong didn't say anything to break the atmosphere created by Mr. Lu's sermon. He bent down and gave a half salute to Bai Lu and then squeezed aside.
Something unexpected happened to the man with the broken arm. The white deer, which was the size of three adult men, lay down next to Li Qingtong... and fell asleep with half-closed eyes!
In fact, Mr. Lu was also very surprised. This was the first time that Bailu was willing to get close to a practitioner other than himself.
However, the sermon continued, and not many people at the scene noticed this scene.
An hour passed, and Mr. Lu left with Bai Lu.
Many monks are still immersed in the cultivation experience taught by Mr. Lu.
Li Qingtong suppressed the animal excitement in his heart and continued to be immersed in the harvest.
Despite his low level of cultivation, Li Qingtong did understand the contents of Mr. Lu's sermons.
After mutually corroborating the experience and memory he obtained from Master Tianfu, Li Qingtong has a more accurate grasp of his own practice.
"Lu Lao lectures once a month, and everyone gathers and communicates usually once every seven days. Then it becomes lively. These monks will take advantage of the rare opportunity of many monks to gather here to set up stalls and trade. This is an opportunity to broaden their horizons.
You go and take a look, I will take you back when it gets dark." The man with the broken arm said it again in line with his habits and disappeared. Li Qingtong opened his mouth and wondered whether he should say any more words of thanks later.
"Thank you, senior brother!" Li Qingtong just said this silently in his heart. He had already remembered this broken-armed monk who sincerely helped him in his heart.
Soon, Li Qingtong was attracted by the greatly changed square area around him.
This is the first time I have truly seen the transactions of practitioners.
From the perspective of the scene, it is actually not much different from the market in the memory of the previous life. The most obvious difference is of course the goods on the stalls and the people who interact and trade with each other.
Unlike ordinary monks, Li Qingtong can clearly inspect the goods on the trading stalls in the entire square through the Lingding Cauldron without going to each stall.
The only thing that limits Li Qingtong's ability now is that the power of his mind is still not strong enough.
When tens of thousands of various cultivation resource information of varying quality suddenly poured into Li Qingtong's mind-sensing field of vision, he was unable to react for a moment.