Taoist is a bit salty

Chapter 494 The Earth Mother

"You are really a eldest lady. You don't know that firewood, rice, oil and salt are expensive when you are not a family member. Even if I don't know what it means to cultivate your mind, but when we learn to build utensils, we may not often pick up materials. I often go to the forage mill." Jiang Baohua He said triumphantly.

The fodder mill is called fodder, but there is no grass. What is traded within the fodder market is various gold stones, minerals, wood, etc. In short, they are all kinds of materials that builders like.

Moreover, this fodder mill is actually a mysterious black market, and you can only enter it if you get an invitation token.

After entering, you can change your appearance, and it is not allowed to cause trouble or buy or sell fake goods inside the market. Otherwise, the market managers will make you miserable. Therefore, you can safely collect all kinds of irregular, informal, and even special materials that are banned from the outside world.

And the price is much cheaper.

The fodder mill is the favorite of poor builders.

"It turns out that you have been to the forage workshop, and I haven't even been in." Peng Yunyi said unconvinced, "Why does the forage workshop only invite weapon refiners and builders?"

"How do I know this?" Jiang Baohua's expression was stern. She later learned from the senior brother who gave her the token that the fodder workshop would only invite weapon refiners, weapon builders and potential apprentices. And the vast majority of the customers and sellers of the forage mills are builders.

Because there is also a famous black market among the weapon refiners, the Blacksmith Temple.

Although the name of this little thing is very ugly, there is no way anyone can make it exist for a long time. Most of the weapon refiners recognize it.

"Besides, the black market is tens of millions, and you alchemists also have Yaozha Street. I heard that Yaozha Street still produces life-saving elixirs from time to time."

Peng Yunyi became even more angry after hearing this, and his face became round with anger. "I've never been to Yao Zha Street. Listen, what are the forage mills and Yao Zha Street? These are all nonsense names."

"I also think those black market owners probably have bad names. Otherwise, how could you come up with such a name? The fodder mill, I don't know, I thought it was a place where horses are raised and feed is selected." Jiang Baohua also complained.

Ah poof, after hearing Baohua's complaints, Peng Yunyi couldn't get angry and almost laughed out loud.

"You're making me laugh so hard. If other weapon builders hear this, I'm afraid you'll be scolded. I heard that the fodder mill is a holy place in the eyes of many weapon builders."

"Maybe other weapon builders think the same way, but no one has the chance to say it out loud." Jiang Baohua said jokingly.

Hahaha... Peng Yunyi couldn't hold it in any longer and started laughing.

"Okay, okay, stop teasing me, just go ahead and make your shrine. I have to go back to the house and take a shower early."

"Hmm, you go and wash it first. I can finish it soon." After sending Peng Yunyi away, Baohua speeded up her work. She didn't make any small shrine, but made a serious one as soon as she entered the yard. A small miniature temple. There are main hall, back hall and side halls on both sides. There is also a plaque inscribed on the gate.

After finishing, she directly collected the scattered materials and tools, then arranged an isolation formation around herself, and then carefully dug out a ball of dark mud the size of a baby's fist from a wooden box. come out.

Although this small piece of black mud looks inconspicuous, it unexpectedly carries a strange fragrance.

This little mud is called Yuan Mu Mu.

It is a kind of divine mud. It was a treasure that Baohua had kept in the treasure house before, and she also took it out this time. But only a small piece was used, so Baohua still didn't feel bad.

She then pulled out a small black wooden sign from the storage ring, which was a mini small spiritual tablet. Grandma's name is engraved on the front the size of a millet grain, and on the back is her birth date. Jiang Baohua wrapped a small black wooden sign the size of a fingernail into the mud. Then he put the small piece of mud into the place where the statue of the god was enshrined in the main hall of the miniature carving.

Little Niba immediately turned into a human-shaped clay doll, without facial features, but quite majestic and with the posture of a god.

"Based on a single spiritual position, grandma, even if you still have a remnant soul wandering outside, you will not be able to come back. I will help you and light three silver soul incense sticks for you. As long as your remnant soul is still within a radius of 10,000 miles. , you can return to the small temple and ascend to the throne of God." After Baohua said this, he took out three special incense sticks that were as thick as a human arm and three feet high. After being lit, it was immediately reduced in size and placed in a small yellow furnace in front of the clay idol.

"Pingxiang leads the way, you must come back."

After Baohua said this, he put it on the ground of the small temple. The small temple immediately turned into a line of blue smoke and went into the ground.

The original person Jiang Ti’s parents died young, and the original person was raised by her grandmother Jiang Heng.

Jiang Ti's grandmother, Jiang Heng, unexpectedly died outside Tianxu Pass during this year's war. Not even the body was recovered. When Jiang Ti received the news, he was sent by the academy to Tianxuguan to participate in the battlefield trial before he could take leave and rush to Tianxuguan to deal with his grandma's funeral.

The academy trial is not that easy. Jiang Heng's funeral affairs were ultimately handled by Jiang Ti's nominal fiancé.

First, grandma died, and then Jiang Ti was quickly dispatched back to Tianxuguan. There must be some connection between them, but Baohua only knows about it for the time being.

After death, the soul dissipates and the true spirit becomes ignorant. It may go directly to the underworld and be reincarnated, or it may wander in the place of death.

Baohua now also wants to feed a spirit to help her find out information and collect intelligence.

Do some work that is not convenient for her to show up.

She used her grandma's spiritual tablet and wrapped it with the spiritual clay from the treasure house. I didn't expect the soul-inducing incense to be able to summon back my grandma's remnant soul, just the wandering true spirit. With the presence of gods, the divine body can be reshaped through divine mud.

The divine clay casting is much easier to use than any incense casting, and it has no safety hazards.

The soul-inducing incense will burn for six hours. If you can't find the true soul, you can do it again.

Jiang Baohua yawned, packed up and went back to his room to take a shower and go to bed.

On the second day, Jiang Baohua slept until three o'clock in the morning. But there are icebergs in the house, which makes it cool and comfortable. Just a little frustrated.

Peng Yunyi next door has long disappeared.

Baohua put on his clothes, and as soon as his feet touched the ground, he saw a three-inch-high spiritual body rising from the ground beside his feet, and its body turned into an egg-yellow spirit with a golden rim. The spirit body is wearing a mini divine robe. But she looks like Grandma Jiang Ti. But his expression was very dull and dull.

"Sure enough, only the true spirit is left. But it's okay, you don't remember the past, and I am not the original Jiang Ti. Let's start over together. What is your current godly name?" Baohua asked gently.

The little spirit body slowly and dullly conveyed a message to Baohua: "Mother of the Earth."

(End of this chapter)