I Am Immortal In The Cultivation World Chapter 77

The next day.

Fengming Building.

Zhou Yi deliberately opened the box.

The four scattered cultivators came one after another, the young ones were in their 80s or 90s, and the older ones were over a hundred years old.

"Today I invite a few fellow Daoists to earn Spirit Stones together!"

Zhou Yi didn't talk nonsense, and directly told the Lost Trace Array and the Fangshi List.

The old master was silent for a moment, then said: "This method is not complicated, and the poor Taoist also has familiar Taoist friends, are you not afraid of cutting off the business?"

"Combining benefits both!"

Zhou Yi said with a smile: "If we fight each other, it will only lower the price of the array flag. They are all brothers and sisters from the same sect, but they won't tear their faces for the mere Lingshi. In the end, we are the ones who did the work!"

Another Array Master asked, "What price to accept the Array Flag?"

Zhou Yi said: "Five spirit stones, I also sell them at the same price, I have to trouble you to come and arrange them."

The old wizard said strangely: "Why don't you take the opportunity to make a difference?"

"If you earn the price difference, that's business. After the boy enters late school, he just wants to make friends with a few seniors!"

Zhou Yi played a round of Dao Ji with his hands, earning spirit stones was just a matter of convenience, and taking this opportunity to make friends with the Array Master was the key.

After cultivating on Xiaodan Mountain for more than 20 years, Zhou Yi had long discovered that whether it was a sect, a family, or an individual, the inheritance of the four arts of immortality was more important than fate.

Zhou Yi understood this, a craft is a guy who has eaten for generations, how can it be easily revealed.

There was silence in the box for a long time, and the old magician bowed his hands.

"Young Daoist Zhu, Pang Hai, please give me more advice."

"Pin Dao Wang Yue, come to visit tomorrow."

"Poor Liu Lai..."

Either he was tempted by a large pen of spirit stones, or he also wanted to form a small circle of magicians, to inform each other of their names, and to agree to regularly exchange the ways of the formation in the future.

"There's one more thing, I'll wait for a unified voice."

Zhou Yi achieved his goal, and said with a smile: "We are also doing business for the public. We must arrange a set of spiritual stones to collect a set of spirit stones. No matter what the reason is, we must not delay and owe it!"

"As it should be!"

The four of them immediately realized that if Xiaodanshan delays the settlement of the spirit stone, it will be wiped out if there is an accident in their lives one day.

Loose cultivators would not naively think that the righteous sect must obey the rules!

After January.

The law enforcement team claimed that they had not caught the spirit stone thief, and had issued a meritorious task, reminding the monks to turn a blind eye when meditating.

Sanxiu was suddenly in an uproar.

The office has launched the Dongfu upgrade package in a timely manner. You only need to pay 88 spiritual stones to get the blessing of the Lost Array. Professional, efficient, and certified by the Fangshi Array Master will come to the door to arrange!

Zhou Yi suddenly felt a little guilty when he heard the price.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerate! Poor Daoist must sit down and talk about the Dao, and get rid of the demons!"

In the west of Xiaodan Mountain, Cave No. 902.

Zhou Yi put on the sky blue robe he borrowed temporarily, knocked on the door, and said loudly.

"Fellow Daoist Xu is here, and Zhu Gang, the poor Daoist, is responsible for arranging a stray formation for fellow daoists."

There was a hole in the door. Cultivator Xu observed that there was no one around Zhou Yi before he opened the door.

"Fellow Daoist Zhu, please come in."

When Zhou Yi entered the door, he saw that the left and right wing rooms had been demolished, the yard was divided into four small medicinal fields, and Tanaka's concentrating flowers were blooming vigorously.

"It's no wonder that I repeatedly urged the formation of the formation earlier. Only the contemplative flowers in this yard are worth three or four hundred spirit stones."

Zhou Yi found that he underestimated the wealth of loose cultivators. They pretended to be poor and sour on weekdays, and they were reluctant to go to the Fengming Building for ten years. In fact, they all had a lot of wealth.

After all, the slowest farmer to earn spirit stones can save dozens of them every year. There are very few fighting skills in Fang City, and after 20 to 30 years of accumulation, he is worth over a thousand.

Only Zhou Yi is really poor!

Zhou Yi had already arranged hundreds of formations, and soon arranged the formation inscriptions around the cave, and finally activated the Lost Formation with the formation flag.

The originally open and bright cave house gave birth to wisps of clouds and mist, which were blurry from the outside.

"This array of flags, Taoist friends, can only be opened within the range of the cave."

The array flag is not a magic weapon. It is closer to the talisman when you think about it, but the drawing is more complicated. The Lost Formation Flag uses black iron as its pole and monster skin as its face, and is engraved with dozens of formation inscriptions.

A cultivator surnamed Xu refined the formation flag with mana sacrifice, opened and closed the formation several times in a row, and nodded with satisfaction: "This formation is good."

"If the formation is damaged, you can go to the office to report it, and the repair cost will be a spirit stone."

Zhou Yi had warned him about the precautions and was about to turn around and leave.

Cultivator Xu suddenly said in a low voice, "Is there any loopholes left in this Lost Trace Array?"

Zhou Yi shook his head.

The cultivator Xu flicked his cuff and dropped a spiritual stone: "Really?"

"Poor Dao guarantees with Dao heart, absolutely nothing!"

Zhou Yi took the Lingshi silently and swears by pointing to the sky.

Since then.

Zhou Yi was busy arranging the formations every day.

Counting the extra income, an average of 30 spiritual stones came into the account, which was roughly the same as the annual income of Lingtian.

"Sure enough, technology and monopoly can make you rich!"

Zhou Yi has been busy for more than two months, and basically all the cave dwellings have arranged formations.

At the beginning, there were scattered cultivators who resisted, but as fellow practitioners were blessed by formations, their cave dwelling was too shabby, so while scolding Fang Shi for being black, he also gritted his teeth and paid the spirit stone.

After deducting the cost, the net profit is 2,200 spirit stones.

"Go and celebrate first!"

Fengming Building.

At the end of the discussion, Zhou Yi rested on the soft slump.

Fellow Daoist Ye Yuer hugged him from behind, his voice was like a dream, and he murmured in a low voice.

"Zhu Lang, let's become a Taoist companion!"

Zhou Yi's eyes widened in fright, he pulled her hand away without a trace, and turned around.

"Why did you say that all of a sudden?"

"I heard people say recently that Zhu Lang earned thousands of spirit stones and could buy the cave directly."

Ye Yu'er said softly, "The Yin-Yang formula of concubine cultivation can not only increase the mana, but also has a miraculous effect on breaking through the bottleneck after the concubine..."

"Don't say that!"

Zhou Yi cunningly stood up from the bed~www.mtlnovel.com~ Putting on clothes, he repeatedly refused.

"I can't be selfish and delay the immortal paths of other Taoists!"

After speaking, his figure flickered, he jumped out of the window, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Back to the courtyard.

The reconciliation of yin and yang not only did not make Zhou Yi feel at ease, but instead became irritable.

"The news that he is carrying a large pen of spirit stones has spread all over Xiaodan Mountain. Even the Taoist friends of Fengminglou have a strange mind, not to mention the evil cultivator hiding in the dark, we must solve this hidden danger!"

Zhou Yi thought for a while, and then he came up with a plan.

Tiangong Pavilion.

The owner of this shop knows a special art of refining tools, which can collect natural things such as sky thunder and earth fire, and condense them into jewels with a secret method, hence the name Tiangong.

Once activated by mana, the thunder roared with terrifying power.

Zhou Yi swaggered in, and directly greeted the guy to ask questions.

"How many Tianleizhu are there now?"

The guy recognized Zhou Yi's identity and respectfully said, "Mr. Zhu, there are only five in the store at the moment. If you want to make it again, you have to wait for the owner to refine it."

"Buy it all!"

Zhou Yi took out five hundred spirit stones from the storage bag and exchanged them for five bright red, round black iron beads the size of a child's fist.

The surface of the iron bead was engraved with purple textures, like thunder in the sky, and it was a little numb in the hand.

The low-grade magic weapon is about Bailing Stone, which is equivalent to the one-time Thunder Bead, which is enough to prove the power of the Thunder Bead.

Zhou Yi put three of them in the storage bag, held two in his hand and spun them around, as if he was playing with iron galls between his fingers. He wandered around the trading area and greeted acquaintances.

"Fellow Daoist Sun, how is business today?"

Chapter end

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