Wanfa Daojun, starting from the Little Cloud and Rain Technique

Chapter 398 Secret Talk
Ji An shook his head. He only knew the Bodhi tree.

"Since he's named after Bodhi, is he a Buddhist cultivator from another continent?"

The Bodhi tree was brought here by Buddhist monks across the ocean. The spiritual wood planted on Chiyan Peak has reached the second-grade mid-grade level.

According to his experience of taking it, the effect was average. Ji An felt that it was not just his fault. Buddhist practitioners should have special processing methods to enhance the efficacy of Bodhi fruit and Bodhi leaves.

Many spiritual medicines have special preparation methods. Take the soul incense made from the leaves of the soul-nourishing tree as an example. During the production process, a variety of spiritual medicines and herbs are added to enhance the medicinal properties.

“You are a Daoist friend with profound knowledge, indeed.

The Bodhi tree of Buddhist practice symbolizes wisdom and enlightenment, while the Vajra Bodhi symbolizes the power to drive away evil and protect the path.

The fighting of Buddhist monks can be roughly divided into two forms. One is the secret mantra, which uses the combination of chanting mantras and hand seals to emit the power to subdue demons, which is equivalent to our magic.

The second is physical training. The physical training of Buddhist cultivators is extremely powerful. It is said that the cultivators of the Central Continent Divine Elephant Sect once sparred with them, and the battle ended in a draw.

The shopkeeper paused and said in an exaggerated tone:

"The Divine Elephant Sect is a sect that cultivates the Nascent Soul Body. It's no exaggeration to say that it's the strongest physical cultivation force in our world of immortal cultivation.

This shows how advanced those bald guys are in body training!"

After all the preparations were made, the shopkeeper slowed down his speech and smiled mysteriously:
"And the Vajra Bodhi Fruit is the most important external cultivation object for Buddhist cultivators. Daoist friend has superb cultivation skills. If you can cultivate the spiritual wood to a high level, you will be able to trade with Buddhist cultivators in the future and obtain many treasures that are not available on our continent."

I have to say that this shopkeeper understands marketing and has a very good control over the rhythm of the conversation.

However, facing a "former insurance practitioner" who can bring the dead back to life, I am still a little naive.

Ji An nodded seriously at first, then grinned and said:
"So, if we don't meet a Buddhist monk, the Vajra Bodhi fruit we plant will rot in our hands?"

No matter how good the resources are, if they cannot be used, what difference is there between them and the stubborn stones on the roadside?
The shopkeeper's smile froze for a moment, then he said calmly:

“Fellow Daoist, you are wrong. We cultivators can refine spiritual objects and use Dharma to transform the mysterious properties of the Vajra Bodhi Fruit into our bodies.

Even if you don't trade with Buddhist cultivators, you can trade with other physical cultivators."

He boasted seriously that he had purchased this spirit seed two years ago with the idea of ​​increasing the spiritual value of the family.

Then an embarrassing thing happened. The family's spiritual farmer was unable to make the spiritual seeds germinate.

It is clear that the spirit seed contains abundant vitality, but no one knows why it cannot germinate.

The family's spiritual farmer believed that there must be a special planting method, so he had no choice but to take the seed back to the store, hoping to exchange it for spiritual stones or other resources.

What he said about being able to refine the Vajra Bodhi fruit was actually a bit watery, because he had never seen the fruit, but the seeds had been tested and it was confirmed that they could be refined.

As for the actual effect, it is unknown. We did not conduct further in-depth testing for fear of damaging the seeds. If the seeds lose their activity, all will be lost.

Back then, in order to purchase the spirit seeds, I spent fifty low-grade spirit stones.

Ji An smiled throughout the process and looked at the other person with deep eyes.

The shopkeeper felt a little guilty when being stared at. He coughed lightly and said in a deep voice:
"Vajra Bodhi is extremely rare. If you buy it, you will make a profit. Don't miss the opportunity. Once you lose it, it will never come back."

"How do you plan to sell this spirit seed, fellow Daoist?"

"How about exchanging the two spirit seeds in your hand?"

Han Yan on the side burst out laughing and said teasingly:

“Fellow Daoist, Vajra Bodhi seeds are indeed rare, and we do not deny that, but rarity and preciousness are two different things.

Nanzhou has a dense network of rivers and numerous water veins, which is very suitable for growing Tianyuan pears.

There are also many physical cultivators in Nanzhou, and both Tianyuan Pears and Dragon Blood Fruits are in great demand.

You're asking for a second-grade, mid-grade spirit seed of unclear use in exchange for two widely-demanded second-grade, high-grade spirit seeds!

The other person's words seemed like living in a dream.

The shopkeeper chuckled twice to hide his embarrassment. It is a businessman's instinct to ask for a high price and then pay a low price.

"Everything can be discussed. Why don't we both take a step back and exchange this Vajra Bodhi seed for the Tianyuan Pear seed."

After saying this, he emphasized once again the rarity of the spiritual seeds.

"The price has to be increased!"

Ji An said, "I admit that the Vajra Bodhi seeds are rare, but fellow Daoist, you also have to admit that the top-grade Tianyuan Pear seeds are rare, right?
Frankly speaking, I bought this spirit seed just for its rarity; its practicality is far lower than that of the Tianyuan Pear."

He was interested in obtaining Vajra Bodhi seeds, but his desire was not that strong.

Without the support of Buddhist monks, it would be difficult to fully utilize the function of this spiritual plant. He had never seen a living Buddhist monk.

The next step was bargaining. In the end, the shopkeeper spent five medium-grade spirit stones plus the price of a Vajra Bodhi spirit seed in exchange for two Tianyuan pear seeds and a dragon blood tree seed.

Walking out of the shop, Ji An said jokingly:
"I brought out too few spiritual seeds, otherwise I could have earned more."

Xizhou, a merchant flying boat over Qingyun Fairy City.

A small auction had just ended, and many Jindan cultivators left.

Cangwu Zhenren saw him off at the door and said:
"The next auction will be in thirty years, and by then other monks from the Merchant Alliance will take my place."

He has presided over five business trips in succession, and can finally put aside these trivial matters and concentrate on improving his cultivation.

Five Golden Elixirs were released at this auction, and the transaction price was 30% higher than before, which made him very happy.

After the ravages of the demon disaster, two Jindan monks were killed in Xizhou. In addition, several monks were nearing the end of their lives, and each sect was in urgent need of cultivating new Jindan Zhenren.

In the past, the various sects in Xizhou had a tacit understanding and did not engage in fierce competition for the purchase of the Golden Elixir. This time, that tacit understanding has disappeared.

"Congratulations, fellow Taoist."

Zhenren Zhengyang fell behind last, but did not leave. He transmitted his message:

"Fellow Daoist, there is something I want to discuss with you."

Cangwu Zhenren nodded slightly and led Fang to the secret room of the auction house.

The two sat down, and Master Zhengyang said straight to the point:

"Fellow Daoist, I would like to purchase two more Golden Cores from your Merchant Alliance and have them delivered in thirty years. Is that possible?"

Normally, the Zhongzhou Chamber of Commerce would release eight to ten golden elixirs every two hundred years. The next time they come, they will most likely not reserve any elixirs.

Because normally, there are not so many cultivators in Xizhou who have reached the level of impacting the Golden Core Stage.

Cangwu Zhenren raised his eyebrows and said with a smile:
"Congratulations, fellow Daoist. It seems your sect is thriving."

He immediately understood the other party's plan, which was to stockpile more pills.

The Jinling Sect purchased two at this auction. They have already reached the Golden Core stage, but there should be more seeds within the sect that will break through to the Golden Core stage in the next few decades.

Zhenren Zhengyang shook his head slightly and said:

"I just want to save it for a rainy day." "I will report your request truthfully, but the price of the pills cannot be lower than the average price of this auction."

Zhenren Zhengyang nodded and said:

"I agree to this condition. As long as your business alliance can ensure the delivery of two Golden Cores, we can sign the agreement now."

At this moment, he was heartbroken, but helpless. If he did not buy it from the Chamber of Commerce, he would need to send monks to Central Continent.

Sending a Chaoyuan-stage cultivator would test human nature. The value of forming a golden elixir is very high, and the disciple might never come back.

Or he could go there in person, but the round trip would take more than ten years, and with the travel expenses, it was not worth it.

Cangwu Zhenren waved his hands and said with an embarrassed smile:
"I can't guarantee that. Even in Central Continent, the Golden Core is in very short supply."

In the end, Master Cangwu only made a verbal promise.

Zhenren Zhengyang was helpless, but still bowed to express his gratitude. After chatting for a few more words, he left worriedly.

Verbal promises did not reassure him, as he felt things might change.

After seeing off the guests, Master Cangwu returned to the secret room and sat on a chair, thinking hard.

Before the development of Western Continent, the monsters' territory reached the Lianyun Mountains, and was separated from Central Continent only by a desert that was a land of no spiritual power.

The demonic disaster would erupt on a small scale every few hundred years, and on a large scale once every three thousand years or so, causing great distress to all forces in the western part of Central Plains.

Later, a True Lord in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul appeared. Under his leadership, he was able to persuade other Nascent Soul sects to advance the great migration plan.

Initially, the Western Continent forces were purely resource warehouses for Central Continent, providing a large amount of cheap resources.

As the cultivators took root and grew stronger in Xizhou, Xizhou was able to fight the monsters on its own for so long when this demon disaster broke out, which exceeded the expectations of Zhongzhou.

Although the powerful Xizhou ensures the security of the western part of Zhongzhou, it is not what the Chamber of Commerce wants to see, because it has gradually become impossible to buy high-level resources at low prices.

Zhenren Cangwu's gaze became even deeper. He took out a blank jade slip and placed it on his forehead, recording the information he had learned into it.

Let the True Lords consider whether to continue releasing the Golden Elixir.

Half a month later, Rongman Immortal City.

Ji An stayed in the cave to practice the Silk-Pulling Curse. These days, he wandered around the shops in the fairy city during the day to gain knowledge, and stayed in the cave at night to practice spells and improve his cultivation.

Here, he saw all kinds of poisonous insect raw materials, such as scorpions, toads, poisonous snakes, centipedes, etc. Most of these poisonous insects were not suitable for fighting, but were just a means of controlling people.

Apart from the Vajra Bodhi, he did not encounter any other spiritual seeds that caught his eye, and he did not gain anything else.

When Ji An felt his soul getting tired, he stopped practicing the spell.

He sank his mind into his dantian and connected with the stone turtle.

[Spell: Mental Roar (Mastery 37%)

Pulling Silk Curse (5% Minor Success)

This was one of the few gains in recent days, and Ji An sighed softly.

Unleashing the Spiritual Roar consumes too much spiritual energy, and the Silk-Pulling Spell does not improve much because it is practiced by trial and error.

Rongman Immortal City is only a second-level mid-grade spiritual vein. The spiritual energy that the stone turtle can absorb on a normal day is only Gen Ling, Kun Ling and a little Qian Ling and Gui Ling.

Moreover, the harvest was far inferior to that of Chiyan Peak, and there was no ideal place to eat air nearby, which made him want to leave.

After the conflict broke out between the Disha Sect and the Wuying Sect, the area near the Rongman Immortal City also became unstable, and news of the appearance of robbery cultivators spread from time to time.

Ji An walked out of the cave, came to the next door, and said:

"Senior Sister, the two Nascent Soul Sect cultivators have evacuated Rotten Peach Mountain several days ago. We've been here long enough. Why don't we leave tomorrow?"

The other party has been refining pills frequently recently and usually stays in the cave.

Han Yan nodded slightly, she put away the alchemy furnace and said:
"I have refined a few batches of late foundation building pills. I can leave after processing them tomorrow. Where will I go to eat Qi next? Junior brother, do you have any plans?"

While visiting the Fairy City a few days ago, she learned about several kinds of elixirs that were in very short supply. She happened to have the materials on hand, so she started refining them directly and could make a small profit.

Ji An said softly:
"I plan to go to the Burial Yin Mountains, more than a thousand miles southwest. There are many peaks and deep valleys there, which is the best place to eat Qi."

Not only that, there are many deep pools and lakes in that mountain range, which can also meet his needs for drinking water and circulating qi.

Water Qi, like Wood Qi and Metal Qi, can be directly absorbed by the core of the Divine Palace, saving a lot of trouble.

Han Yan took out the jade map slip and placed it against his forehead. He found the location of the mountain range and frowned slightly.

"Junior brother, this mountain range was specially marked by our ancestors. There are many monsters and poisonous insects inside, making it even more dangerous. Please be careful when entering."

"Senior Sister, it's precisely because it's more dangerous there that we can accumulate more Earth Qi.

There are so many Chao Yuan-stage cultivators in Xizhou and Nanzhou, and because they feed on Qi, the relatively safe areas do not contain much Five Elements Qi."

Ji An paused and said:
"Eating earth and circulating qi is the most time-consuming. How many years do you plan to spend strengthening your divine palace? Will it take forty to fifty years or even longer?

We don't have that much time to waste. Besides, with our fighting power, we can defeat any enemy as long as we don't encounter an enemy at the Jindan level.

The Burial Yin Mountains are a second-grade, superior spiritual vein; it's impossible for a Golden Core demon to cultivate there."

The vast majority of monsters do not have the ability to condense the spiritual energy in their spiritual veins into one place, so in order to practice, they can only look for higher-level spiritual veins.

Moreover, he knew that this senior sister also had the ambition to reach the Golden Core stage.
Han Yan pursed her lips and said, "Okay, let's go to the Burial Yin Mountains."

In the evening, the scarlet sunset looked coldly at the earth.

Dark clouds rolled in the sky, carrying a strong stench of corpses.

Feeling the poison spreading in his body, Azalon released the flying sword in despair.

The second-grade intermediate spiritual weapon that could cut through iron like mud left white marks on the black corpse, and sparks flew everywhere.

The deeper the wound was, the less it penetrated, the less it could have been. It did not cause any real damage.

This type of corpse refining will only work if the head is cut off.

At this moment, there was such a refined corpse on each of his three sides: east, north, and south.

A pair of black corpse hands stretched out from the ground and suddenly grabbed his ankles. This momentary delay gave the corpse a chance to rush forward, tear the enemy's chest with its sharp claws, pull out the red heart, and swallow it immediately.

Azalon's eyes became unfocused, and his consciousness faded.

The corpse refiner then took out the green liver and yellow spleen from the monk's body, put them into his mouth and chewed them, leaving scarlet, emerald green and bright yellow water marks at the corners of his mouth.

The black clouds dispersed, revealing four monks in yellow robes.

Sang Ji smiled coldly and said:
"Is this Chao Yuan Stage 3 cultivator from outside the sect really that weak? He's said to be a master of fighting techniques, is that all?"

(End of this chapter)