Lady Cultivator

Yang Chengji's visit can be said to indicate the attitude of Demon King Guifang. The Buddhist holy relics are no longer in Mo Tiange's hands. The two of them are of no value to Demon Lord Guifang. Since Yang Chengji didn't say anything, they will not be in trouble again.

Mo Tiange breathed a sigh of relief, but he was not completely relieved. She also has a life-supporting sword on her body, and she must disappear as soon as possible before others know about it.

Nie Wushang also understood this, and taught her some cross-dressing techniques, and also taught her the art of disguise. The so-called imitation technique is actually a kind of transformation technique. A skilled person can even hide this technique from high-level monks. However, Nie Wushang said that since it is a technique, it can be broken. Although she is called After reaching a high level, the monk Yuanhou probably couldn't hide it.

For this reason, Nie Wushang specifically told her that it would be best to master the art of cross-dressing as soon as possible. The crudest method is also the most difficult to crack. If she can dress up perfectly, it will be useless no matter how strong other people's spiritual consciousness is. .

Mo Tiange responded one by one, then said goodbye to Nie Wushang and quietly left Guifang City.

Of course, Demon Lord Onikata must know about the so-called quietness, but she is useless now and no one comes to stop her.

Da Fangfang left Guifang City, fled eastward for hundreds of miles, and entered the intricate mountains of Beilin Kingdom. There is neither outstanding spiritual veins nor strong demonic energy here. Except for a few low-level monks, there is no human habitation.

Mo Tiange carefully watched behind him and found no trace of others, so he entered the Void Heaven Realm and followed Nie Wushang's instructions to disguise himself.

After staying in the Xutian Realm for several days, even if someone was really following him, they would have already left. Only then did Mo Tiange leave the Xutian Realm.

At this time, she already looked like a young scholar.

Although Nie Wushang said that her transformation technique could not be hidden from the Yuanhou monks, Mo Tiange still used the transformation technique. Firstly, she is shorter than Nie Wushang, which means that she is likely to arouse suspicion by dressing up as a man. Secondly, she is wearing a Hidden Spirit Pendant, which, combined with the Transformation Technique, may not be able to hide it from high-level people. monk.

Besides, monks from the Empress Yuan Dynasty are as rare as a phoenix, and there are only four or five in Tianji. Even if there are more in Yunzhong than Tianji, there are only about ten at most. How can they be encountered randomly? As long as she doesn't reveal the incident of the Fusheng Sword, no one will see her even if she wants to see her.

After the transformation, Mo Tiange swaggered out of the Beilin Mountains and entered the market.

She did not hide her cultivation. Although Dan-forming monks were also high-level monks in Yunzhong, they were not rare. Now, she could avoid the interference of low-level monks.

Back in the Dongtang Kingdom, Mo Tiange randomly chose a fairy-cultivating town near the seaside to inquire about the Arctic Island.

Sure enough, few people knew about the Antarctic Island. After asking many people, a monk who had just returned from the Arctic Island told her that the Antarctic Island had sunk. This news is consistent with that of a few years ago. It seems that the miracle has not happened and the Antarctic Island has really disappeared.

Mo Tiange was mentally prepared for this and was not too depressed. He quickly cheered up and continued to inquire about the news.

In fact, to inquire about information, she could go to Jiuyan Sect and ask Ling Yunhe a few questions by the way. Or, go to Baifu Mountain in the Southern Zhou Dynasty and ask the Venerable Wu Ming for advice. However, the matter of the Fusheng Sword made her dare not reveal her identity rashly, so she could only put the matter aside for the time being.

Waterdeep City is a small city located on the edge of the North Sea. In terms of size, it is only slightly larger than the average town. In terms of power, there is only one small and medium-sized sect with a monk in the early stage of Nascent Soul. But this small town is very prosperous because it is located right on the edge of the North Sea, across the sea from the Arctic Island.

No matter how wealthy the place is, the teleportation array is always too expensive for low-level monks, so crossing the sea becomes their choice.

There are a lot of low-level sea beasts in the sea near Waterdeep City. Many low-level monks who don't want to take too many risks make a living by hunting beasts nearby.

Waterdeep City relied on these low-level monks to prosper and became a small market for trading demon pills on the edge of the North Sea.

Over time, even some high-level monks who were too lazy to go to the Arctic Island would come to Deepwater City to hunt for some special demon pills.

The teahouse in Waterdeep City was particularly lively today.

Whatever size of town there is, most of the monks coming and going will be of the same size. A small city like Waterdeep City does not have as many alchemy-forming and above-level monks as there are in some big cities. The teahouse in Waterdeep City is usually filled with only foundation-building monks. Occasionally, an alchemy-forming monk comes to collect demon pills. It was lively for a while.

But today's grand occasion is not the same as in the past. It was caused by the pill-forming monks collecting demon pills.

"Brother, brother, let me go." A young man at the fifth level of Qi Refining squeezed in from outside the teahouse and shouted to the monk in front of him, "I borrowed it, I borrowed it."

The monk standing in front of him refused to get out of the way, and only said: "Brother, come first, first served."

The young man blinked, puzzled: "Let me tell you, dear friend, it only takes a while to identify the demon elixir, right? You have been around here for a long time, why did you come first and then arrive?"

"Demon pill?" The monk was surprised and said, "I said you didn't ask clearly, right? This time I'm not here to collect the demon pill."

"Ah?" The young man was confused, "Didn't we hear news just now that a senior pill-forming person came to our Deepwater City? Isn't it for collecting demon pills, or what?"

In a small city like Deepwater City, it is destined that no high-level monks will stay here. Those high-level monks are either just passing by or coming to collect special demon pills. There are never exceptions. Anyone who really wants high-level demon pills or hunts high-level sea beasts has been teleported directly to the Arctic Island. Who would come to Deepwater City?

Before the monk could answer, someone next to him interrupted: "I said, this fellow Taoist, didn't you ask about it before coming here? This senior is here not to collect demon pills, but to collect anecdotes and strange things. of."

"Ah?" The young man was surprised, "What's going on? A strange thing?" No wonder he was so surprised. When he first heard about this, everyone had the same reaction. Which high-level monk is not busy for cultivation? What's the use of hearing these weird stories?

"This senior said that he collected these anecdotes in order to explore some secret places. Some things are not surprising on their own, but if they are all collected together, it is possible to find some wonderful places. His cultivation has reached a bottleneck , so I traveled around, collecting anecdotes, hoping to find some clues that might help me get out of the bottleneck."

"So that's it." The young man touched his head and said, "These seniors with advanced cultivation really think more clearly than us."

"Isn't it true? If this senior hadn't said it, I would never have thought of it." The monk from before agreed. The two chatted for a few words and got closer to each other. The monk pulled the young man forward and said, "Just listen here. This senior is very generous. Just tell him some rumors and ask for the elixir." You can ask for spiritual stones, and if someone asks for advice, I won’t refuse. Let’s listen nearby, maybe we can gain something.”

As soon as he finished speaking, another person next to him made a silencing gesture and whispered: "This senior wants to speak, so don't make a sound."

The monk quickly shut his mouth and listened intently.

After a while, a gentle male voice came: "There is nothing wrong with your cultivation, the problem is your state of mind. Every time you advance, in addition to the improvement of your cultivation, your understanding of the Taoist teachings also needs to be improved. Go one step further. Put aside your practice for the time being and walk around. When your understanding of the meaning of the scriptures has improved, you can go back to practice."

The foundation-building cultivator sitting outside the long table was startled, and after careful consideration, he suddenly realized it and repeatedly handed over his hands: "Thank you, senior, for your guidance. I finally understand."

Inside the long table, the young scholar with a gentle face waved his hand and said, "This is your reward, no need to say thank you." He then looked behind the foundation-building monk, "Is there anyone else?"

Someone immediately squeezed up from behind "Wo Wo". He was a man in his thirties wearing a bundt. He was a low-level casual cultivator who made a living by hunting sea beasts in Waterdeep City. Under other circumstances, he would definitely not dare to be so presumptuous in front of the Foundation Establishment monk, but this senior has said before that no matter what level of cultivation, as long as the information he tells is valuable, he can be exchanged for reward.

The foundation-building monk who saw this man touching him before frowned, but with Senior Jiedan in front of him, and this senior was always smiling and not at all impatient, he had no choice but to endure it and said to this man. A senior bowed his head, pushed aside the crowd, and left the teahouse.

"Sit down." The young scholar pointed to the seat in front of him, "Do you have any news?"

The man sat down solemnly, glanced at the young scholar, a look of apprehension appeared on his face, and stretched out his hand timidly: "Senior, there is no news from this junior, but I have a strange treasure in my hand, and I want to show it to senior. See if you are interested..."

The more he spoke, the softer his voice became. Finally, he consciously silenced himself and looked at the young man in front of him uneasily. This senior clearly said that he was here to collect anecdotes, not to exchange for items. His behavior was actually a violation of the rules. If this senior got angry, then he...

Sure enough, after hearing his words, the young scholar frowned slightly, but the next moment, his eyes were still on the man's hand.

This is a stone that is completely red and crystal clear, exuding a slight spiritual energy. It is indeed a treasure for Qi refining monks. However, for the pill-forming monks, the spiritual energy is too weak.

The young man was about to speak when he suddenly noticed something. He reached out and picked up the stone in the man's palm, looked at it carefully and said, "This is obsidian. It's not too expensive, and it's a little too small, but it's of good quality. , but it has some value.”

The man was overjoyed when he heard this and nodded quickly: "Senior, I have the vision to sell this stone in a shop. I was only willing to give ten spiritual stones. The shopkeeper was so ignorant that I never sold it. Senior, this... you Do you want it?"

The young scholar thought for a while and said: "This thing is of some use to me, so it's not a bad idea to keep it. Ten spirit stones are indeed a bit low. With such quality, it is probably worth a hundred or so spirit stones. Look, you are Do you want spiritual stones or elixirs?"

"A hundred or so..." The man was overjoyed. For a low-level monk like him, a hundred or so spiritual stones were quite a lot. However, he looked at several jade bottles and spiritual stones on the table. Heap of stones, swallowed his saliva, and said carefully: "Senior, I...can I change the elixir?"

The young man nodded: "Of course." He said, pushing one of the jade bottles to him, "The elixir in this bottle is for taking during the Qi refining period. This bottle is worth about 180 spiritual stones, which is quite valuable. Quite, just accept it."

"Thank you, senior, thank you, senior." The man grabbed the jade bottle, put it into the Qiankun bag, and thanked him repeatedly.

The young man waved his hand: "Go ahead." Then he raised his voice, "Is there anyone else?"

What happened to the man "I, I" made some low-level monks behind him who were just watching the fun come forward. This senior has a kind temper and is generous. If you can exchange some spirit stone elixirs with him, you will make a profit.) Book friends, please pay attention!