Wanfa Daojun, starting from the Little Cloud and Rain Technique

Chapter 44 We Buy Hope
"Go away, I don't know you."

Wei Songnian looked extremely unhappy and waved his hand impatiently to drive the people away.

"hey-hey."

Lin Antai didn't take it seriously and continued to say with a smile:

"I'm in the same business as Lao Wei. If you need anything, you can come to the small market at the foot of Red Copper Mountain to find me."

Seeing that Wei Songnian's face was getting uglier and uglier, he stopped adding fuel to the fire and stepped back with a smile.

Wei Songnian gritted his teeth and said in a low voice:

"The Lin family comes from the Dazhushan Lin clan, which is next to our Xiaozhushan Wei clan. Due to some conflicts of interest, the two clans often have frictions, and the relationship between the two clans is also tit-for-tat after the disciples enter the sect.

The Lin family has some connections with a certain deacon in the Equipment Refining Hall. Lin Antai mainly deals in ore and equipment refining."

How could he not know that the other party was simply here to disgust him? He did the same thing when he saw the other party bringing new people.

Ji An shook his head slightly. Wherever there are people, there will be disputes. It is human nature.

Most of the time it’s because of interests, and sometimes it’s because of other miscellaneous things.

As a spiritual farmer, he had been staying honestly in the Bishui Lake to plant spiritual fields and had never encountered such trouble.

As your cultivation level continues to improve, you will inevitably come into contact with various parties, and it is inevitable that you will have connections or conflicts with others.

Sometimes, it’s not you who are looking for trouble, but trouble that is looking for you.

I heard that a monster hunting team found a hundred-year-old black leaf ginseng, which is the main ingredient of the foundation-building pill.

The demon hunting team sold the elixir to an alchemist in the sect, but ended up being 'taken care of' by the alchemist's rival.

Who can I go to for justice in this kind of thing?

The two of them sat down in a corner, and Wei Songnian said with a smile:
"Please wait a moment, Junior Brother. The trade fair will begin soon."

After a while, a monk with a thin figure and dark red flame patterns embroidered on his cuffs walked in and sat cross-legged in a corner of the high platform in the hall, closing his eyes to rest.

The buzzing noises of discussion immediately subsided a lot, and Wei Songnian lowered his voice and said:

"This is Uncle Chen Shiping, a graduate of the Weapon Refining Hall. He's a permanent Foundation Establishment cultivator at this trade fair, and is particularly skilled in identifying minerals and magical instruments."

The disciple surnamed Cui who was guarding the door came in, stepped onto the platform and bowed:
"Uncle Chen, shall we start the trade fair?"

"can."

Uncle Chen didn't even blink and responded calmly.

"Everyone who is willing to come has arrived, let's start now.

My name is Cui Yuan, and I would like to throw out some ideas first.

This is the Green Scorpion Sword, a low-grade magical weapon. The sword blank is forged with purple heart copper and black fire refined iron. It is refined from the tailbone and spine of a fire-attributed scorpion monster and superimposed with twelve layers of magical restrictions. It can cut iron like mud.

If there hadn't been some problem during the refining process, this sword would have been a mid-grade magic weapon.

The price is fifty-four spirit stones. Barter is accepted. Mineral materials, fire essence, and first-grade medium-quality or higher blue steel bamboo can be used as exchange items. "

Cui Yuan took out a two-foot-long dark red flying sword, injected magic power into it and activated it. Red spiritual light rippled out, and a blazing wave of fire spread outward.

Wei Songnian introduced in a young voice:

"Senior Brother Cui is quite talented in refining magic tools. He was able to refine magic tools on his own a few years ago. He is also quite good at repairing magic tools, but the price is a bit high.

An ordinary first-grade low-grade magical weapon can be obtained for twenty spirit stones."

Ji An nodded slightly, thinking that magic tools were so expensive that it would take him a long time to save up enough gear to hunt monsters. He felt his poverty once again, and he had to earn a lot of crystals!

Immediately, a tall, bald monk stood up:
"Everyone knows Junior Brother Cui's craftsmanship. It just so happens that the magic weapon of our team members is seriously damaged. I will give it to Junior Brother Cui and add some ore to exchange for this magic weapon."

The bald monk rolled up the sleeves of his Taoist robe, revealing his strong and muscular body, and his bronze skin had a faint metallic luster.

"So it's Senior Brother Yang. Please come up and trade," Cui Yuan said with a smile. Wei Songnian then introduced, "This is Senior Brother Yang Lie from Pagoda Peak. He's mainly cultivating his body and is said to be preparing for foundation building."

The two quickly completed the transaction and walked down the platform together.

Afterwards, one cultivator after another came up to the stage to trade. Some sold their spiritual medicines and minerals, some returned with regrets. Wei Songnian also walked up to the stage and successfully exchanged the Shenyuan Pill for a spiritual object.

During this period, someone asked Chen Shiping to identify something, and the other party would charge an identification fee of one to three spirit stones, which made Ji An sigh at how easy it was for a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage to earn crystals.

After about an hour, the trade fair ended.

Cui Yuan handed a pile of spirit crystals to Chen Shiping. The foundation-building cultivator left first, and everyone else also dispersed.

"Senior Sister Li, please stay."

Wei Songnian stepped forward, stopped the two female cultivators who were about to leave the hall, and complimented them:
"I feel that Senior Sister's spiritual pressure is even stronger. It seems that she is not far from the foundation building stage."

"Junior Brother Wei, just tell me what you have to say."

The woman in the white Taoist robe covered her mouth and laughed. There was a birthmark the size of a grain of rice on the right side of her eyebrow.

"Senior Sister is a disciple of the Ningcui Cliff lineage. I wonder if she has any spiritual peach seeds. Junior Brother Ji wants to buy them."

Wei Songnian introduced Ji An to the two girls. Ningcui Cliff is the dojo of Ge Ying, a cultivator in the late foundation-building stage of the sect.

Uncle Ge is good at alchemy and planting. There is a second-grade top-grade spiritual peach tree in the sect, which is maintained by him.

Li Lingyu looked at Ji An twice, with a hint of joy on her brows:
"I wonder if Junior Brother Ji wants to buy ordinary first-level spiritual peach seeds or second-level seeds. The price difference is quite large."

The cultivation cycle of spiritual fruit trees is relatively long, and there are certain requirements for the grade of spiritual fields and planting techniques, so the seeds are relatively difficult to sell.

There was no point in keeping the seeds in her hands, so it was certainly a pleasure to be able to exchange them for crystals.

"Could it be that Senior Sister has the seeds of the spiritual peach tree that the sect is cultivating?"

Wei Songnian asked with some surprise, if he could get the seeds of the second-grade top-grade spiritual peach, that would of course be the best choice.

"You have a nice idea. A second-grade, top-grade spiritual peach blooms every thirty-six years, bears fruit every thirty-six years, and then accumulates for another thirty-six years before blooming and bearing fruit again. It is only enjoyed by high-ranking cultivators of the Chaoyuan period and ancestors of the sect. Where can I get its seeds?

What I have in my hand is a second-grade, low-grade spiritual peach seed cultivated in my master's private medicinal field. I only have one."

Li Lingyu had a slightly red peach seed in his hand, and he shook it gently in front of the people.

Ji An bowed and said with a smile:
"I wonder how much a second-level, low-grade spiritual peach seed costs per crystal?"

The higher the grade of the mother tree seeds, the easier it is to cultivate the fruit seedlings to a higher grade. Of course, you should buy higher grade seeds when you have the chance.

Ji An is confident that he can go further in the world of immortal cultivation. Apart from anything else, once he breaks through to the foundation-building stage, he will have a lifespan of two hundred years, which is enough for him to work hard.

If he advances to the foundation-building stage and then practices a wood- or water-based main technique, and saves some spirit stones to buy some longevity pills, then living for another 250 years will not be a problem.

"With three spirit stones, a second-grade lower-grade spirit peach seed, as long as it is cultivated to the fruiting stage, will definitely reach the first-grade lower-grade, or even the first-grade upper-grade.

At that time, a magical peach tree was a money tree."

Li Lingyu stretched out her jade hand and showed three fingers, then blinked cunningly.

"Senior sister is right, but..."

When it came to bargaining, Wei Songnian took the lead and spoke eloquently:

"The fruiting of the spiritual peaches has little to do with the peach seed seller, right? Senior Sister only sells the seeds and won't participate in the cultivation.

Besides, it takes many years to cultivate a peach tree to the fruit-bearing stage, and it needs to be looked after at all times during this period.

If we only need 10 spirit crystals to buy a first-grade, low-quality peach seed, we can eat the spirit peach sooner."

Wei Songnian raised a finger and said firmly:

"One spirit stone, at most, we buy hope."

(End of this chapter)