Along the way, I heard the sounds of sales coming from the surrounding shops and stalls.
"The fastest fairy sword in history, come and see"
"The Xuanyang Ax, which is said to have the strongest attack power, is a rare treasure. Dear fellow immortals, hurry up and buy it"
"Bah, you guys are shameless, and you dare to claim to be the fastest and strongest with just a few pieces of rubbish. I have a magical elixir here, but you are just a fool. Dear friends, I have the real deal. One pill only costs two. The quantity of spiritual stones is limited, come as fast as you need, otherwise it will be gone if it¡¯s too late.¡±
Hearing the words "Consecration Pill", all the monks in the surrounding market looked sideways and saw that the stall owner was a middle-aged man with an extremely wretched appearance. But it doesn't matter, all the monks care about is the elixir. But when they saw the so-called consecration elixir in the hands of the wretched monks, they all rolled their eyes, and some even opened their mouths to curse.
"Humph, you are a bunch of ignorant idiots. You want to buy it, but I won't sell it to you." After a few curses in his mouth, the wretched man stopped shouting and instead greeted a young man walking toward him with a playful smile. : "Little brother, you want to be promoted to a switch. This elixir of mine is genuine. I guarantee that you will be promoted to the consecration stage immediately after taking it. And the price is very cheap, only two spiritual stones."
This young man was none other than Liu Ding, who was passing by here. He scratched his head and asked curiously: "What is the Consecration Pill? I don't seem to have any spiritual stones."
"Uh." The wretched monk was stunned for a moment, and then immediately cursed: "That wild boy dares to make fun of your Taoist master. Believe it or not, I will be crippled."
"You have the guts to say this once." After hearing this, Ping Liu stopped and said with a hint of chill in his tone.
The wretched monk's eyes widened. After taking a closer look at Pingliu, he immediately nodded and bowed to apologize: "Exalted Immortal, I have eyesight but cannot see Mount Tai. Don't blame me. Don't blame me."
"Huh." Ping Liu sneered, gave Liu Ding a cold look, and said angrily: "If you embarrass me, I will expel you from the school." After that, he turned around and continued to walk forward.
Liu Ding lowered his head and followed without saying a word. Although what Ping Liu said was a bit unpleasant, he thought in his heart that Ping Liu was doing this for his own good, otherwise he wouldn't have stood up for him
Because the market was so big and criss-crossed, Ping Liu and Liu Ding walked for a quarter of an hour before stopping in front of a shop. They saw that the shop was divided into three floors and was made of wooden boards. The plaque on the middle door said There are three characters: Juxian Pavilion.
At this point, Liu Ding knew that this was the store belonging to Juxian Village.
"From now on, this is your home, come with me." He opened his mouth and walked into the shop.
As soon as you entered the door, the first thing that came out was "Master", and then a young man came over quickly. The young man is young, only fifteen or sixteen years old. His appearance is extremely handsome, but one thing is a little weird. His eyes are actually diamond-shaped.
"Yes." Pingliu responded calmly, pointed at Liu Ding and said: "Nanyun, this will be your junior brother from now on. From now on, you two will be responsible for taking care of the things on the lower level. And you can tell him some basic cultivation methods." After saying that, Pingliu waved his hand and walked upstairs.
"Uh." Nanyun was stunned for a moment. Knowing his master's temper, he didn't think much about it. Then he looked at Liu Ding, a smile immediately appeared on his face and said: "Finally I have a junior brother, haha"
Qilian Mountain, it is said that this mountain was moved from the North Sea by a person with great supernatural powers. Because the spiritual energy is much more than that of ordinary places, later generations did not know why it became Chu and Wei. A trading place for all monks in the country.
And what is traded here can be said to be all kinds of strange things. Secondly, when trading here, your life safety can be greatly guaranteed. At least no one will dare to blatantly rob others of their finances. Therefore, this place is deeply loved by many immortal cultivators.
In the Juxian Pavilion, after Ping Liu went upstairs, Nanyun took the new junior brother Liu Ding and kept asking questions. It was not until he knew the details of the other party that he stopped and pointed at the counter opposite and said: "Junior brother, you will be here from now on." Take care of the items opposite. If someone comes to buy something, just sell it according to the price. There are some basic methods of cultivating the connection, plus some books on alchemy and weapon refining. You have the five elements spiritual root, and your senior brother has nothing to guide you. It's yours, not to mention that I'm also a low-level immortal cultivator. Just take a look first, and if you don't understand anything, just ask me."
"Huh." Seeing that the other party stopped asking, Liu Ding, as if he had been granted amnesty, quickly ran to the counter, fearing that Nan Yun would catch him and keep asking questions. At the same time, I also secretly admired the fact that this senior brother's eloquence was so good that he even inadvertently asked about all the details about himself.
Looking down, Liu Ding found that there were indeed many books here. Looking at Nanyun, there were many gleaming weapons of various colors, as well as some bottles and jars.
Reaching out for a book with "First Essentials of Cultivation" written on it, Liu Ding glanced at it casually and cried out that he had a headache, not to mention that the writing in the book was difficult to understand because he didn't know much about literacy. With a wry smile, he had no other choice but to walk back to Nanyun, and asked a little embarrassedly: "What do you mean by the word "Senior Brother"?"
After glancing at the word, Nanyun smiled and explained: "This Nian Jue probably means the shape of your hands when you cast spells."
"Oh." Liu Ding nodded. Although he didn't understand it very well, when he recalled the fingering techniques used by Pingliu and Puzhi, he understood. He continued to look down. After a while, he asked again: "Brother, this What does the word mean and what is its meaning?"
"This word is read"
"What does the word "Senior Brother" mean? What's the meaning?"
"Senior brother, this word is read"
Ten days later, after being asked countless times by Liu Ding, Nanyun finally fully understood the pain of being asked non-stop. At the beginning, he explained very responsibly, but in the end he couldn't hold on any longer. Now seeing this newly arrived junior brother coming over again, he immediately begged: "Junior brother, please let me go. I haven't practiced for ten days. Now I have to meditate and breathe out, otherwise my magic power will decline."
"Haha." Liu Ding smiled awkwardly and said gratefully: "Don't worry, senior brother, I'm not here to ask you this time. I just want to thank you for your careful teachings in the past ten days. Although I dare not say anything now I know all the words, but I can understand most of them.¡±
"Really." His eyes lit up, and Nan Yun was very happy. Since the other party was literate, it meant that he didn't have to spend all day explaining. With this in mind, he cupped his fists and said, "Congratulations, junior brother, it seems that my efforts over the past ten days have not been in vain. Now that you are literate, you can now read those books about metal, wood, water, fire, Tushu, as long as you break through the hundred-day barrier, you will be a true immortal cultivator."
"Well, don't worry, senior brother, I won't disappoint you." That's what Liu Ding said, but Liu Ding still had little intention and power to break through the hundred-day barrier. After all, even Nan Yun said that those with the Five Elements Spiritual Roots Immortal cultivators practice extremely slowly, and even breaking through the bottleneck is several times more difficult than other immortal cultivators.
"Am I really going to be a loser?" With this thought in his mind, Liu Ding slowly walked to the counter where he belonged, reached out and picked up a book representing the fire among the five elements, staring at the book, he He didn't open it for a long time, as if he was a little afraid that after reading this book, his dream would be shattered. After all, he is a unique five-element spiritual body, and he is also a legendary useless person for cultivating immortals.
Opposite him, Nan Yun looked at Liu Ding's hesitant look and felt helpless. He wanted to comfort him, but he didn't know how to enlighten him.
"You are a loser. Even if you know the method of cultivating immortals, you can't learn it. Throw away the book in your hand and go home. At least you can respect your filial piety. Give up, give up" Liu Ding had a distracting thought in his heart. He mocked him mercilessly.
"Do you really want to give up?" Liu Ding read softly, and his hand holding the Book of Fire trembled slightly
"Why do you want to become an immortal?"
¡°I don¡¯t want my mother and sister to be hurt again.¡±
"That's right." A golden light flashed in his eyes, and Liu Ding suddenly tightened his grip on the book. He no longer trembled, and his eyes revealed an extremely strong belief: "I don't want my relatives to be hurt anymore. So what if I'm a waste, at least I have spiritual roots that mortals don¡¯t have. Even if there are many difficulties on the road to cultivating immortality, I will not give up. If others spend a few hours cultivating, I will spend ten times as much, and I will never let them down."
Having made up his mind, Liu Ding no longer hesitated. He raised his hand and resolutely opened the first page of the Book of Fire. After a while, he had read all the pages of this thin book with only a dozen or so businesses. Putting down the book, he picked up another book with the Book of Water written on it and looked at it carefully again. Since he possesses the Five Elements Spiritual Roots, he must read all the books on the five different spiritual roots.
Not far away, Nan Yun, who saw this situation, smiled happily: "That's right, no matter what others say, you have to believe in yourself. It's not terrible to have poor qualifications. What's terrible is that you don't dare to face it.
"Hey, kid, let me ask you how to sell this bottle of elixir. Why are you talking nonsense? If the elixir is not for sale, I will buy it elsewhere." In Juxian Pavilion, a burly man The man roared with great dissatisfaction.
"Uh." Nanyun paused, then immediately said with a smile: "Sorry, I was a little distracted just now, don't blame me objectively. Considering what I just said that was unreasonable, you can take this bottle of purple gold liquid for only twenty spirit stones. how."
After hearing this, the man¡¯s previously unhappy expression immediately disappeared. In the blink of an eye, he took out twenty egg-sized milky white stones with a smile and threw them on the counter. Then he picked up the bottle containing the elixir and walked out quickly.In Juxian Pavilion, Nan Yun was afraid that he would regret it.
As soon as the strong man left, Nan Yun's smiling face suddenly turned ugly: "It's such a sin to lose ten spiritual stones. Hey, I'm going to get scolded again later."
A month later
Late at night, in one of the houses on the second floor of Juxian Pavilion in Qilian Mountain. I saw Liu Ding undressing and taking off his belt, sitting quietly on the bed, with his body straight, his spine not bent, upright and not crooked, and he was meditating and breathing. As time passed, his body gradually emitted a layer of five-color light.
But within a quarter of an hour after the five-color light appeared, it dispersed in all directions. At the same time, Liu Ding also opened his eyes at this time, shook his head, he smiled bitterly and said: "Haha, I am really a waste, a month has passed and I can't even do a small week, I just got through Among the two meridians of Ren and Du, how long will it take for me to enter the Hundred Days Pass at this rate?"
Liu Ding was extremely depressed about this. It took others a month to move their spiritual energy through a large circle and into a hundred days, but he couldn't even do a small circle after a month. Such a gap could be said to be unprecedented and unprecedented, and he was the only one. That¡¯s all.
During this month, Liu Ding gradually got used to life on the Qilian Mountains. During the day, he and Nanyun guarded the lowest store.
But since he started a step later than Nanyun, Liu Ding was not only responsible for guarding the items on the first floor, but also had to be responsible for cooking. Especially when it was time to eat at noon, it was the time of day that he was most afraid of, because then Pingliu would sit at the same table with the two of them. During this period, what he was most afraid of was Pingliu asking him about his cultivation.
I remember that ten days ago, after Ping Liu learned how far he had cultivated, he was so angry that he became furious and scolded Liu Ding, but he almost stopped beating him.
From that time on, Ping Liu never asked Liu Ding about his cultivation progress, but even so, Liu Ding was still uneasy, fearing that his master would suddenly ask him about it on a whim that day. Needless to say, he will definitely be punished again.
Fortunately, Liu Ding is not useless. At least the food he cooked has been praised by Ping Liu. I remember what he said: "You are not good at cultivation, but you are good at cooking. You are really the best among idiots"
"Go on, senior brother said that hard work can make up for weakness. Only when I break through the hundred-day barrier can I be considered an immortal cultivator." Gritting his teeth, Liu Ding entered into cultivation again
In the early morning, the Qilian Mountains were as usual, with countless immortal cultivators coming and going. In the Juxian Pavilion, Liu Ding had nothing to do, so he picked up an alchemy book and started studying it.
Looking at Nanyun's side, I saw a continuous stream of immortal cultivators coming to buy elixirs and magical instruments, and they were very busy at this time. The reason why this situation occurs is because the items sold by Liu Ding are too ordinary for monks, but it is different with Nanyun. Pills and magic weapons have always been the most in demand items among all monks. .
Looking at the alchemy book in his hand, Liu Ding sometimes smiled and sometimes frowned, reading with great interest. It is strange to say that he is not good at cultivation, but he can understand it immediately after reading the elixir book. He just lacks the items required in the elixir book to practice it.
After watching like this for a while, Liu Ding said hello to Nanyun and then went to the backyard of Juxian Pavilion to cook. Walking straight into the kitchen, I saw him pulling off a small bag from his waist, raising his other hand and pumping out a very faint five-color spiritual energy into the bag. In an instant, some vegetables and meat appeared on the cutting board next to them.
The bag in his hand is one of the most practical magical tools in the world of immortality. It is called a storage bag. Inside it is a Xumi space more than two meters wide, which can accommodate a lot of things. This is Ping Liu One of the gifts given to him as a disciple. Although his magic power is low, he can still open a low-level magic weapon such as a storage bag. It's just that other people's storage bags are used to hold precious items such as magic weapons and elixirs, while his are used to hold food.
Picking up a gleaming kitchen knife, Liu Ding quickly started cooking. Not long after, there were four more dishes and one soup on the table behind it. Each dish was full of color, flavor and flavor. One bite would whet your appetite.
"Master, senior brother, it's time to eat." Liu Ding shouted at the door and sat down on the stool, but he looked a little nervous, as if he was afraid of something