Gou asks for longevity in another world

Chapter 55 The Four Arts of Immortal Cultivation
There are still many monks in the stall area.

Gu Changsheng was ordinary and unremarkable among the crowd.

Magical artifacts, pills, talismans, robes, these are all very good.

Unfortunately, he couldn't afford one of them.

Gu Changsheng looked at those things longingly.

My heart shed tears of poverty for myself.

The miscellaneous things in his storage bag, plus the more than 70 spiritual stones, and the spiritual rice harvested in the spiritual field this year.

The total value is estimated to be less than a hundred spirit stones.

It might be enough for a first-order middle-grade magic weapon.

And this is his entire net worth.

It seems that there are not very few.

This is a comparison with casual cultivators like him.

Many casual cultivators don't even have access to first-tier middle-grade artifacts.

It takes a lifetime to tinker with a low-grade magic weapon.

The monks who can set up a stall here can be said to be relatively wealthy among casual cultivators.

Many people have even mastered one of the four great arts of cultivating immortals.

Gu Changsheng also wants to learn this, but unfortunately, his current spirit stones don't seem to be enough.

In the end, it really depends on hard work in farming!
Along the way, Gu Changsheng saw at least three or four deceptions.

It's still the same routine, it seems familiar.

No wonder it is said that the hearts of people in the world of cultivating immortals are sinister, like the next day.

In this world of cultivating immortals where the average person is the sixth child, you will never imagine how many minds this person in front of you has.

Fellow Daoist is too dark!

I don't know when it started, this world of cultivating immortals has been in such a declining world, and people's hearts are not old.

There are many dirty routines of all kinds, and they are emerging one after another. Many of them are even unheard of and unseen. It is just like the telecom fraud in his previous world, and there are often people there to introduce new ones.

This can’t help but make many Taoists want to ask:
What the hell is wrong with this world of cultivating immortals?
Can it be better? !
After wandering around the stall area for a long time, Gu Changsheng just cut five catties of monster meat and went home.

He was reluctant to cut a little more.

The price of one catty of monster meat is as high as three broken spirits, which is equivalent to three catties of spirit rice.

If it weren't for the Lingmi in his own Lingtian finally matured.

He doesn't know how to cut this thing, and he is reluctant to eat it.

A common monster, plus various materials on its body.

In any case, it can be worth twenty or thirty spirit stones.

This is equivalent to how many years he has been farming!
It's just that hunting monsters in Fangshi City is dangerous.

Not just the dangers inherent in hunting monsters.

There will also be human monks.

Outside Qingyunfang City, in the mountain range that is tens of thousands of miles deep.

There are even many second-order monsters!
As long as you meet a Qi training monk, it will be a dish delivered to your door!

It is only a few hundred miles away from Fangshi, which is a land outside the law, and the situation is extremely chaotic.

Gu Changsheng put the fresh monster meat wrapped in paper into his wide and big sleeve, and hurried on his way.

Have a good meal today.

……

"Hey, fellow Daoist Liu, have you come back from hunting monsters?"

When Gu Changsheng returned to his home.

I saw the one on the left side of my house who hadn't been seen for a few days, usually dressed like a neighbor of an ordinary scholar.

Gu Changsheng also knew his name, Liu Changqing.

In the past, he was indeed a scholar in the common world, and he seemed to be a juren, much better than the original body when he was studying.

Later, he accidentally embarked on a fairy road, and then came to this Qingyunfang City.

However, he still retained the habits of the mundane days.

This is also normal, many immortal cultivators have this habit more or less.

There are still a small number of monks from Xiuxian sect and family. Most of the monks are actually casual cultivators, and their origins are very complicated.

"After four days in the workshop, I hunted a first-level low-level monster with many fellow Taoists. It was not a waste of time. The rewards of this trip are not bad."

The young man who looked like a scholar, Liu Changqing, smiled and said.

"Then congratulations to Fellow Daoist Liu!" Gu Changsheng congratulated him.

After congratulating them, they chatted a few more words, and Gu Changsheng didn't bother him any more, so he took the time to face these spiritual fields and cast a series of spiritual rain spells as remedies.

Young people are full of vigor and vitality. While farming, they can form a team with others from time to time and go out to hunt monsters.

Gu Changsheng didn't comment much on this.

Everyone has his own way of life.

If it weren't for the fruit of longevity, it would be hard for him to say that he would not be so desperate.

For this world, the life of a monk is too short, like a mayfly, living and dying, and the avenue is so fascinating.

If you can't see the scenery of the foundation building in this life.

Yu Jian flies between the sky and the earth!

Wouldn't it be a pity?

The only thing Gu Changsheng can be sure of is that Liu Changqing is definitely not the fairy seedlings he planted back then.

The entire Qingyunfang City is so big, the fairy seedlings he once planted are actually relatively few.

A large part was divided among the other two cultivating families on the map.

Almost all of them were left behind to have children.

Don't ask him why he knows.

……

He cooked a pot full of Lingmi, almost two catties.

A whole five catties of fresh monster meat was cut into slices, cooked, and then dipped in the secret dipping sauce in the bowl, and it was a big mouthful of fragrant rice.

One word, luxury!
But he can't make it like this again in the future.

At the very least, after this meal is over, in the next year, the spiritual rice in the next spiritual field will not be ready for harvest.

It is difficult to eat such a luxurious meal again, and the standard of living will plummet at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"If you have wine today, you will be drunk today. Worry will come tomorrow, and worry will come tomorrow."

Gu Changsheng raised his head and drank a big gulp of Jiuxiong from the gourd.

It has been a wine brother for more than 200 years, so it has a special flavor.

It's like drinking the taste that has been fused and precipitated by the time and years.

……

After eating this extravagant meal of monster beast spirit rice.

Gu Changsheng quickly seized the time and started to practice.

……

In the evening, he sat at the door and began to think about which of the four arts of cultivating immortals would be more suitable for him.

In fact, there is nothing to think about.

There is a saying in the world of cultivating immortals: Alchemy destroys one's life, and crafting destroys three generations!
As for the formation?

That requires a person who has a good talent in the way of formation and a lot of resources.

Noble formation masters are basically cultivated by families and sects, and they will never favor poor people like him who have no spirit stones.

Among the four arts of cultivating immortals, there is only talisman making, and the price is the most affordable.

It seems to be the most suitable for him so far.

Of course, being close to the people means that the talisman will be special.

Roll, he is not too afraid of this, because no one can beat him!
But he has no money now! !

(End of this chapter)