Cultivating the Dao, Starting with Farming

The afterglow of the setting sun shines on the bustling market, where pedestrians are passing by. In the bustling market, there is an inconspicuous stall. In front of the stall, an old man with white hair and beard puts a pile of ancient utensils, as many as dozens of them. Bells, cauldrons, swords,... and even sacrificial battles like dead wood.

These ancient utensils all have a mysterious aura, attracting the attention of the monks who pass by, and they stop to look at them. Each of these ancient utensils is of high quality, simple, vicissitudes of life, and contains wonderful spiritual power fluctuations. It is obvious that they have been created after a long period of time. Baptismal Treasures.

"Boss, where were these ancient artifacts dug out and how can they be sold?"

"I'm afraid these ancient artifacts have gone through thousands of years! They can still be used!"

"Boss, how can I sell that dragon scale sword? I want it!"

"Fellow Taoist, this sword was the first thing I took a fancy to..."

"..."

The small stall was very lively. The monks gathered on three floors inside and three outside. There was constant discussion. One of the treasures was even more eye-catching, attracting the monks to compete for it.

The blade of the ancient sword is inlaid with pieces of dragon scales, and the hilt is a dragon head, which seems to be carved from the bones of the true spirit. The ancient sword is placed in front of the stall, the sword body is surrounded by dragon aura, exuding a There is a faint hint of dragon power, which is extremely eye-catching.

Li Mu shouted softly, took Xueer, and forced his way into the crowd.

Under the innate supernatural power - the insight to identify all spirits, the many ancient artifacts, status, and attributes on the scene seemed to have been lifted off the veil, and they were printed in front of his eyes one by one.

At this time, hundreds of monks gathered in front of the booth, their eyes were focused on the ancient dragon scale sword. It was a sixth-level spiritual sword. Even after a long period of baptism, the spirituality of the sword remained the same. Attracted everyone present.

If the sword is properly maintained, it may even return to the ranks of seventh-level Taoist weapons. It is an extremely powerful ancient spiritual sword. However, this ancient dragon scale sword did not attract Li Mu's attention.

His eyes fell on another simple and ordinary ancient artifact, which was an ancient sacrificial staff that was as dry as an ordinary wooden root. It has no gorgeous decoration or strong spirituality, but it has a unique charm.

Under the innate magical power of identifying all spirits, all its attributes are revealed.

A smile appeared on Li Mu's face, determined to get this spiritual object.

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At this moment, a purple-robed monk walked out of the crowd. He was a strong man who transformed into gods. His purple robe was embroidered with the word Ji, and he was obviously a member of the Ji family.

"How do you sell this sword?" The purple-robed monk looked at the old stall owner and the ancient dragon scale sword and asked straight to the point.

The old man who owned the stall raised his head and glanced at him. The lion opened his mouth and said, "This sword has a hundred thousand spirits!"

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar around him. One hundred thousand spirits was an astronomical figure for ordinary monks like them. However, the purple-robed monk didn't care. He took a deep look at the ancient sword and said : "I want it."

As soon as he finished speaking, the monks around him became excited. Naturally they were dissatisfied when their beloved things were bought away. However, the purple-robed monk was not afraid, and his powerful aura surged out, calming everyone present.

The old man in purple robe gave the old man a thoughtful look and said, "Inspect the goods first."

The old man who owned the stall smiled slightly, picked up the ancient sword, and swung it lightly, and a dragon-shaped zhenqi cut through the air and shot straight into the sky.

In front of the stall, all the monks suddenly became quiet, their eyes full of surprise and desire.

The purple-robed monk nodded with satisfaction. He took out a storage bracelet and threw it directly to the old man.

Soon, under the witness of all the monks, the old man running the stall reached a deal with the purple-robed monk. The purple-robed monk took the dragon scale ancient sword and left without any other incident.

Many monks cast their malicious eyes on the old stall owner. This old man was only at the early stage of Nascent Soul, yet he was carrying a hundred thousand spiritual storage bracelets!

However, the old man saw nothing and continued to sell spiritual items without fear, as if he had something to rely on.

The most valuable dragon scale ancient sword has been bought by someone. The remaining ancient artifacts have lost their spirituality and are of extremely low value. There are only a few people who value them. The few who tried to ask for the price were scared away by the old man's big offer.

Except for some ill-intentioned onlookers, the old man's crowd gradually became sparse in the booth that was originally crowded with people.

"Sir, there's nothing to see, let's go!" Xue'er whispered in Li Mu's ear, sensing the ill intentions of the people around him. After the ancient sword was bought, this stall became very boring.

"Wait a minute, I think a few ancient artifacts are quite interesting." Li Mu smiled and shook his head. His eyes swept across the stall and fell on each ancient artifact. His innate magical power - identification of all spirits was turned on, and all spiritual objects properties are introduced to the eye again.

"Old man, I want all these ancient artifacts of yours, can you give me a cheaper price?" Li Mu stepped forward, looked at the stall owner, and asked proudly.

"You want them all? Are you sure?" The old man raised his head in surprise, staring at Li Mu with his eyes full of vicissitudes of life, and asked in surprise.

"Yes, I want them all," Li Mu smiled and nodded firmly.

All the onlookers around him looked at him sideways.

The old man pondered for a moment, and then made an offer: "If you want them all, one piece will cost you 5,000 souls, a total of twenty-five pieces. Give me 12,000 souls, and you can take them all!"

Hearing this quotation, Li Mu burst out laughing. The old man treated him as an ignorant fat pig and slaughtered him.

The levels of these ancient artifacts range from high to low, ranging from the fourth to the sixth level. However, their spirituality has been washed away over a long period of time, and now only a weak spirituality remains, and their power is far less than their original strength. One or two, the value of these ancient artifacts is far less than the newly refined spiritual artifacts.

The reason why the sixth-level dragon-scaled ancient sword in the best condition could be bought for a price of 100,000 souls was because it was in excellent condition and was descended from a seventh-level Taoist weapon. So totally worth the price.

At present, except for the sacrificial staff that seals spirituality, which is not inferior to the value of the dragon scale ancient sword, the value of other ancient artifacts is not worth 1,000 spiritual beings to other monks.

However, these ancient artifacts have accumulated a lot of strength over thousands of years. Their patterns and refining techniques are of great reference value. Li Mu is willing to take them all into his pocket and use them as a reference for refining the artifacts. Techniques, learning the special patterns on the artifacts, and secondly, the power of time accumulated in these ancient artifacts can just restore part of the power of time to the Fortune Turtle.

One hundred and twenty thousand spirits? It's too expensive, old man, what do you think? It's a fixed price of 20,000 souls. "Li Mu smiled slightly and counter-offered unhurriedly.

"Are you kidding me?" The stall owner's face darkened and he said coldly, "If you can't afford it, get out and don't waste my time here!"

"I am also an artifact refiner. Although these ancient artifacts are still at the same level, after the erosion of time, their power is less than one-tenth or two-tenths of their original value and cannot be reused. I purchased these ancient artifacts with 20,000 spiritual beings. It is just used as a reference for refining techniques. If you sell it to other monks at a high price, if something unexpected happens, won't you trick other people and not be afraid of people causing trouble for you?" Li Mu smiled calmly and looked at the stall owner and explained calmly.

As soon as this statement came out, there was a burst of discussion around him.

"You're right. Most of the spirituality of these ancient artifacts has been wiped out. How can they be worth five thousand spiritual beings?"

"Yes, is this old man crazy? He thinks that after selling a high-priced ancient sword, he can sell these scraps at a high price?"

"Old man, don't be too greedy, just accept it when you see it!"

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After listening to Li Mu's words, the monks onlookers expressed their dissatisfaction and began to persuade him.

The Dragon Scale Ancient Sword has made the old man a fortune. The monks who could not buy this high-quality ancient treasure at a low price could not see the old man cheating on him, so they all spoke out in support of Li Mu.

Faced with the admonitions of the monks, the stall owner laughed angrily and looked at Li Mu: "Are you still a weapon refiner?"

"Guaranteed replacement if fake!" Li Mu smiled slightly, took out the token of Wanbao Pavilion's senior weapon refiner from his waist, and showed it to the old man.

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The old man's eyes fell on the guest token in Li Mu's hand, and the expression on his face instantly froze, and his eyes widened, as if he had seen a ghost.

He never expected that this monk, who was only in his early twenties, turned out to be a senior guest minister of Wanbao Pavilion. Originally, he had a displeased look on his face, but he immediately restrained himself after seeing the guest token.

"This..., Your Excellency, 20,000 Spiritual Spirits is too little. This batch of ancient artifacts of mine is of high quality, so I need at least 40,000 Spiritual Spirits!" The old man came back to his senses, looked at Li Mu, and counter-offered unwillingly. road.

Li Mu hesitated for a moment, thinking that he didn't want to cause more trouble, so he nodded and agreed to the deal. He took out a spirit stone storage bag, put 40,000 high spirits from the Jiuzang spirit beads and gave it to the old man.

The old man happily accepted the bag of spiritual stones and counted the number.

Li Mu waved his hand, and the 25 ancient artifacts disappeared.

When the money and goods are paid, the transaction is completed.

Li Mu did not delay and quickly left the market with Xueer.

When the two of them walked away, the old man who set up the stall also put away his stall and turned around to leave. At some point, a group of mysterious people appeared behind the old man and followed closely behind him.

"Master Li, why did you spend so many spiritual stones to buy these junk things? Is it really just for reference on the refining techniques?" Xue'er blinked her big watery eyes and looked at Li Mu, and asked with a smile. .

Ever since the Nine-tailed Sky Fox's bloodline underwent a drastic change, Xue'er's ability to perceive emotions and language was amazingly powerful. She could clearly feel the deep meaning contained in Li Mu's words, and he didn't mean what he said.

Li Mu laughed, and reached out his hand to flick her forehead lovingly: "Children, don't pry into adults' matters!"

"What! I'm so young!" Xue'er refused and grabbed Li Mu's arm and came forward to entangle him.

This time it was Li Mu's turn to be upset.

During this period of time, not only did Xue'er's body change greatly, but her emotional growth rate also increased by thousands of miles. Li Mu couldn't help but be a little wary of the blood power of the nine-tailed fox in her body.

In a flash, night fell, and darkness swallowed up the ancient city and enveloped the earth.

A silent spiritual ship cut through the night sky and disappeared in the sky above the ancient city in the blink of an eye.

Earth Spirit Ship, inside the cabin.

Li Mu took out the 25 ancient artifacts he purchased this time, placed them on the table, and then picked up the sacrificial sword.

Innate magical power - identifying all spirits and showing their unknown attribute information.

【Aoki Festival (Destroyed)】

[Grade: seventh-grade Taoist weapon]

[Characteristics: Aoki Domain (Sealed), Green Wood Light (Sealed), Touch of Life (Sealed), Ten Thousand Wood Spirit Domain (Sealed), ]

[Status: The weapon is damaged and the soul is missing, the function remains, and it is self-imposed. 】

[The seventh-level Taoist weapon - the green wood sacrificial staff, which is refined with the seventh-level Taixuan wood crystal, the seventh-level Taiyin essence, and the seventh-level green wood spiritual root. This staff has experienced countless battles, and the body of the weapon has been damaged and part of the spirit of the weapon has been lost. , and after thousands of years, the spirit of the weapon has dissipated, and the nature of the weapon has not been revealed. The spirit of this weapon has no ability to be resurrected. However, the weapon array has been around for thousands of years and contains hundreds of thousands of strands of black wood essence, which still has a high value for refining. 】

After seeing all the attributes of the dead wood sacrificial war, Li Mu couldn't help but reveal a bright smile on his face.

No matter how hard you try, you won't be able to find anything, and it won't take any effort at all!

During this period, Li Mu has been urging shopkeeper Lin to help him collect Mu Yi's essence. However, due to the war, it was difficult for him to collect strategic materials such as Mu Yi's essence for a while.

Well, now, the essence of the mysterious wood contained in this sacrifice alone, which is a wood treasure of a higher level than the wood Yi essence, is more than enough to replace a hundred thousand wisps of the wood Yi essence. Moreover, it is also more suitable for seventh-level sapphire. Ginseng King absorbs.

Now, the only thing lacking in awakening the Jade Ginseng King is the Fortune Turtle, the power of time that is the most treasured treasure of time divination.

Li Mu's eyes fell on the 24 ancient artifacts, and he began to examine their patterns, classify them according to their attribute information, and refining them to extract the power of time from them.

Li Mu took one of the ancient mirror spiritual weapons, looked at its attributes, and fell into silence.

【Stealing Sky Mirror】

[Grade: Ungraded Wasted Weapon]

[Characteristics: Causal horizon (loss), Chain of cause and effect (loss), Ripples in time and space (loss), Thousands of causal nets (loss)]

[Status: The weapon array is destroyed and the weapon spirit is lost. 】

[The seventh-level causal weapon - Heaven Stealing Realm, which is refined with the seventh-level causal crystal, the seventh-level space-time ripple stone, and the seventh-level silk of causality. After thousands of years, this weapon has been damaged, and the weapon array has been destroyed. Has been reduced to useless equipment. 】

If this ancient spiritual weapon is not damaged, it must be a seventh-level Taoist weapon. Moreover, it is the kind that can see cause and effect, and the divination effect is many times better than the fortune turtle he refined.

Li Mu put his spiritual thoughts into it, trying to peek into the internal patterns and formations.

Helplessly, after a long period of time, this ancient mirror spiritual weapon has become a useless weapon. The internal weapon array has collapsed so badly that only some residual weapon patterns are left...

Li Mu took out a white jade slip and recorded the remaining precious patterns one by one.

With this unexpected harvest, Li Mu continued to carefully inspect the next ancient clock artifact.

[Jin Yuan Ling Bell (Lossed)]

[Grade: fifth-level spiritual weapon]

[Characteristics: Golden Bell Shield (Sealed), Jinyuan Spiritual Light (Sealed), Golden Light Confinement (Sealed),...]

[Status: The instrument is damaged, and some functions remain. 】

...,

[Zhenhe Eight-legged Cauldron]

[Grade: fifth-level spiritual weapon]

[Characteristics: The tripod holds mountains and rivers (sealed), the eight-legged tripod stands (sealed), the space within the tripod (sealed), thousands of rivers unite (sealed)...]

[Status: The weapon is damaged and the spirit is missing, and the weapon spirit is self-proclaimed. 】

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Li Mu's eyes shone brightly as he counted the ancient artifacts. His mind attached to the core of the array, and he understood the exquisite refining techniques and patterns. He devoted himself wholeheartedly to it and couldn't extricate himself. (End of chapter)