However, unlike the minor Qi refining cultivators struggling in the sea of monks, the middle and upper-class monks above the foundation level in Nanya Prefecture are happy to see the spread of Yin Yang and Five Elements Jue.
They all benefited from this wave to some extent.
In Huangfenggufang City, where Han Yu is located, anyone who can open a small shop with a front door, the shop owner or the shop owner's backer is without exception a foundation-building monk.
The cheaper the helpers are, the lower the cost to the store that hires them. The large influx of Qi Refining monks just suits the store's wishes.
Of course, the most rapid development, and the greatest benefit at the same time, is the Yin Yang Sect, which has a dual cultivation method that can absorb people's true energy.
They only need to spend a small amount of spiritual stones to find a steady stream of cheap cauldrons, and their cultivation speed is much faster than before.
The Yin Yang Sect ushered in rapid development.
At the same time, the large number of Qi Refining monks has brought huge demand for underlying cultivation resources, significantly pushing up the price of Qi Refining level cultivation resources.
Who has the most cultivation resources?
Of course, he is also an upper-class monk.
…
Although Han Yu didn't want to answer Mo Fengwu's question, he did want to give her some help.
After all, when they were in Linzhou City, both parties got along well.
Even though they didn't become Taoist couples, the two of them were still close friends.
He has a mysterious vial that can continuously ripen various hundred-year-old spiritual herbs, and he has a lot of spiritual stones in his hand.
But even if Han Yu wants to give, he has to consider the other person's self-esteem. What method should be used to make Mo Fengwu accept his help with peace of mind?
He, whose emotional intelligence is not too high, came up with an idea that he thought was good.
"Friend Daoist Mo."
"I had a dream three years ago."
"You in the dream seemed to have solved a doubt for me."
"Then?"
Mo Fengwu was a little curious about Han Yu's rather blunt way of picking up conversations. He could still talk about a dream he had three years ago.
"After I woke up, I followed the method you mentioned in your dream to practice, and I really broke through the bottleneck of the tenth level of Qi refining..."
"...So are you here to mock me..."
Mo Fengwu spent ten years, with the secret support of the master of Yin Yang Sect, and many narrow escape attempts to kill people to seize treasures, and to seize many spiritual materials. Now he is stuck between the ninth level and the tenth level of Qi refining.
It's been a long time.
Upon hearing Han Yu's words, his first reaction was that he was mocking him.
However, the fact that the Mo sisters were able to advance to the ninth level of Qi Refining within ten years was indispensable to the contribution of Mu Ziqing, the leader of the Yin Yang Sect.
This is a speed that only ordinary disciples of the Three Spiritual Roots can achieve.
There are pseudo-spiritual monks out there who really have no background and no adventure, even if they have practiced hard for ten years, they are still mostly at the fourth or fifth level of Qi refining.
Generally speaking, only monks with four spiritual roots and above can reach the perfection of Qi Refining before the age of forty and gain the opportunity to build a foundation.
She was also not sure what the relationship was between a group of mortals brought to the Yin Yang Sect by Bai Mo ten years ago and this senior transformation god.
After all, the old monsters who can transform into gods are at least 1,800 years old. The mortal descendants are twenty or thirty generations away from them, so there is no relationship at all.
The most helpless thing was that Bai Mo didn't say anything, and these people would disappear for ten years, leaving Mu Ziqing to do his best to protect and care for them secretly.
Mortals without spiritual roots can only practice Yin Yang and Five Elements Art, so there is no point in accepting her as a disciple.
"No, I don't mean that!" For some reason, Han Yu's dark face suddenly turned red.
"I'm here to thank you." He took out a storage ring from his arms and handed it over.
"This is my thank you gift."
"this……"
Mo Fengwu was a little confused. Someone else dreamed of herself in a dream, and then she was guided by herself in the dream to break through the bottleneck. It had nothing to do with her...
She glanced at the contents of the storage ring. They were worth at least two to three thousand spirit stones. The thank you gift was a bit too heavy and not right.
"This is my intention. I hope fellow Taoist Mo will not refuse."
"..."
After thinking again and again, Mo Fengwu accepted the gift. The two Po Yuan Pills inside were indeed what she urgently needed.
The Po Yuan Pill is an auxiliary pill that has a miraculous effect on breaking through the lower realms in the Qi Refining Stage. One pill costs 600 spirit stones, and she has never been willing to buy it.
Six hundred spiritual stones, not to mention killing people and seizing treasures, it would take several years for her, a late-stage monk at the ninth level of Qi refining, to earn it through normal channels.
As for the young monks in the early stage of Qi refining, a few hundred spirit stones are enough for them to be busy for a lifetime.
Of course, for Han Yu who still had tens of thousands of spirit stones hidden in his hand, a few thousand spirit stones were just like that.
His biggest worry is actually how to sell the mountains of elixirs he has on hand without causing crime.
The resources at the bottom of the world of immortality are extremely tight. Han Yu, who has a mysterious vial, really doesn't feel it.
Seeing Mo Fengwu take the thank-you gift from him, Han Yu felt a little relieved. He still had some good impressions of this sister Fengwu.
The dream was indeed a dream.
However, in that dream, there was no Yin Yang and Five Elements formula, nor was there any Senior White. Mortals without spiritual roots cannot cultivate immortality.
In the dream, after Mo Tianxie died, Han Yu came to Mo Mansion to detoxify and almost got married to Mo Fengwu.
Unfortunately, in the end, he realized that after building his foundation, he was essentially separated from the mortal world. Their life spans were too different. He didn't want to see the one he loved grow old and die, so he took the initiative to end this relationship that had never really begun.
love.
The love in the dream was deep, but in reality they didn't have much interaction, so it was difficult for Mo Fengwu to understand why Han Yu gave her such a heavy thank you gift.
Two or three thousand spiritual stones are not something that can be given during the normal Qi refining period.
The moment she decided to accept the gift, she also guessed that the other person must have a big secret, but so what, in the world of cultivation, who doesn't have some secrets?
"Senior, Feng Wu will take his leave first."
After getting the Po Yuan Pill, Mo Fengwu just wanted to digest it as soon as possible, otherwise it would be too hot to put on her hands, and accidentally exposing it would cause all kinds of trouble.
Bai Mo, who had always turned his back to the two of them, turned his head for the first time.
Mo Fengwu didn't think much, bowed Yingying in the direction of Bai Mo and the tombstone, and left quietly.
The more she learns about the world of cultivation, the more she respects Bai Mo, the creator of Yin Yang and Five Elements.
You can't cultivate immortality without spiritual roots. It was an iron rule that no one believed in before, but he actually changed the rules abruptly and reversed the fate of all mortals in the world.
"Senior...senior?"
Han Yu and Bai Mo looked at each other and found that the other person's pupils were very strange.
The middle circle is almost transparent, and there are three purple-shaped circles on the outside that are very light in color. They don't look like human eyes at all.
"Is it possible that the senior is the incarnation of some kind of mythical beast?" This idea came to him out of nowhere.
Please remember the first domain name of this book: ._