Immortality begins with inheriting the myriad arts of cultivation.

Chapter 77 Meng Qingyi's Request

"Do you need something from me?"

Despite his doubts, Li Ping smiled and led Meng Qingyi into the pavilion, where the two sat facing each other. However, since the steward had left, there was no one to make tea.

However, Li Ping knew that Meng Qing was also a person with obsessive-compulsive disorder. When he first met her, she disliked the tea brewed by the rental manager.

Therefore, he did not feel embarrassed that tea was not served.

Li Ping looked at Meng Qingyi and said with a smile, "When I first broke through, although I was unable to join the Immortal City, I did receive a pen from you, Fairy. I have always remembered this favor. Fairy, please feel free to speak your mind."

His meaning was clear: I haven't forgotten that Dai Sangyu wouldn't let me join the Immortal City. So I remember the favor you did me by giving me the talisman brush, but I won't do anything too difficult for you.

Meng Qing also gave a wry smile, clearly understanding the unspoken meaning behind his words.

She shook her head repeatedly and said, "Qingyi gave you the talisman brush to make up for her own mistakes. How could she ask you for help with that?"

At this point, she continued, "Fellow Daoist Li should also know that after the outbreak of the beast tide, the Immortal City has a great demand for resources such as magic weapons, talismans, puppets, and pills, especially consumables such as talismans and pills, whose stockpiles are being depleted very quickly."

"As the person in charge of logistics for the Immortal City, I am also having a headache dealing with the massive demands of the combat department cultivators." Meng Qingyi said, then looked at Li Ping: "That's why I had no choice but to come to you, hoping that you can temporarily put aside your cultivation and dedicate yourself to drawing spirit talismans for the Immortal City."

Knowing it was about making talismans, Li Ping finally felt relieved.

If Meng Qing also wanted him to participate in the battle against the beast tide, he would refuse without hesitation.

After thinking for a moment, he finally spoke: "Fairy, you are also a second-tier talisman master, so you should know that drawing second-tier spirit talismans consumes a lot of mana. Even if I stay in a second-tier high-grade spiritual land to recover my mana and draw spirit talismans with all my might, I can probably only make about 20 second-tier low-grade spirit talismans a month at most. This number of spirit talismans is not enough to help with the consumption of the beast tide."

He was telling the truth. After switching to a higher-level cultivation technique, the quality of his mana improved. In addition, he also possessed a second-tier high-grade spiritual cave, which greatly increased his mana recovery speed.

Therefore, compared to when he first obtained the second-tier talisman-making skill, the number of talismans he makes each month has greatly increased, and theoretically he can draw forty second-tier low-grade spirit talismans.

However, considering that all talisman makers have a chance of failure when making talismans, what he told Meng Qingyi was half of that number.

Seeing that he seemed inclined to agree, Meng Qingyi quickly said, "I have naturally considered the issue you raised, Fellow Daoist Li. Twenty spirit talismans a month is already beyond my expectations. In fact, according to my master's prediction, this beast tide probably won't end in a short time; it may drag on for many years."

"So long?" Li Ping frowned. This Fairy Meng wouldn't make him work for the Immortal City for a whole year, would she?

Although he now lives in the Immortal City, if the city falls, he will not benefit either. It can be said that they share both glory and loss.

But he was ultimately a rogue cultivator, not a resident of the Immortal City, and could not possibly give everything for the Immortal City.

Seeing the change in Li Ping's expression, Meng Qingyi quickly explained, "Fellow Daoist, please rest assured, the Immortal City will not mistreat any fellow Daoist who has contributed to the Immortal City. I can purchase the spirit talismans you draw at a price of 50 military merits each."

Next, Meng Qingyi explained in detail to Li Ping the origin of his military achievements.

It turns out that military merits are the currency system used by the Immortal City during wartime to replace spirit stones. Theoretically, the exchange ratio between military merits and spirit stones is 1:1. However, military merits can be exchanged for spirit stones, but spirit stones cannot be exchanged for merit points.

Military merits can be exchanged for various precious resources in the Immortal City, such as high-level inheritances, high-level cultivation techniques, pills, magic weapons, materials, etc. If you have enough military merits, you can even exchange them for Foundation Establishment Pills.

Many of the items here cannot be bought with spirit stones under normal circumstances.

Therefore, in terms of purchasing power, military merit is far superior to spirit stones.

After hearing the explanation, Li Ping became somewhat interested, as he had always wanted to refine a few second-tier high-grade magic weapons for self-defense.

However, materials for crafting second-tier magic weapons are rarely available for sale. He had originally planned to try and buy them at next year's auction, but now, if he's lucky, he might be able to exchange them for military merits.

Thinking of this, Li Ping solemnly said, "Fairy Meng, I can only promise to provide you with a maximum of 15 second-tier low-grade spirit talismans each month. Moreover, the spirit talismans I originally made were all sold to your family, so you will need to coordinate this matter."

With 15 second-tier spirit talismans per month, he wouldn't be able to delay his own cultivation.

Meng Qingyi nodded repeatedly: "Fellow Daoist Li, please rest assured. My Meng family will live and die with the Immortal City. At this critical moment, it is even more important to sacrifice our family's resources to relieve the crisis. I will speak to the Ancestor. I thank you in advance, Fellow Daoist!"

After receiving Li Ping's promise, Meng Qing hurriedly went to visit other craftsmen on Xiantao Mountain.

Li Ping was left deep in thought: "Why did Master Fenglan believe this beast tide would last for a whole year? What did she discover? Was it because those two Tier 3 Fiery Arrow Eagles refused to leave?"

In a secret chamber on Qinglong Mountain.

A short, stout old man dressed in a blue robe, with a youthful face and white hair, was leisurely drinking tea. His divine sense extended for more than ten miles, looking at the two fierce arrow eagles circling in the sky, with a mocking look in his eyes.

Knowing that suspected demonic cultivators were secretly plotting, how could the Immortal City be so foolish as to not take any precautions?

Now, he's just waiting for the demonic cultivator to jump out.

"Sister Cheng Yao, I've run out of spirit stones!"

Wang Xingwei had lost count of how many times he had said this, but he still spoke in a very low voice, sounding quite humble.

Cheng Yao was still somewhat unsatisfied: "They've spent it all so quickly. These unscrupulous merchants are taking advantage of the beast tide to raise prices. They should all be dragged out and fed to the beast tide."

"Let's go back to the Spirit Herb Garden!" Cheng Yao waved her hand. Though not tall, she exuded a powerful aura, quite like a boss.

a feeling of.

Wang Xingwei nodded repeatedly: "Okay, okay."

They all worked in the spirit herb garden in the immortal city. As production-oriented cultivators, they didn't need to participate in combat, so the beast tide had little impact on them. The only thing affecting them was that, in order to accommodate mortals seeking refuge in the city, many new tents had been erected near the spirit herb garden, making the environment much more chaotic.

Wang Xingwei walked along happily, feeling that he was in his happiest state right now.

"The Wang family patriarch has actually died in battle!"

"Yes, that's a Foundation Establishment cultivator!"

But gradually, as he listened to the constant whispers around him, his expression changed, turning fearful, and his steps slowed involuntarily: "Are they talking about the Ancestor?"

As he stopped, more sounds reached his ears, finally forcing him to believe it.

Our ancestor has truly died in battle.

The ancestor was a Foundation Establishment cultivator, how could he have died in battle?

Wang Xingwei murmured helplessly to himself.

Previously, he had always been both afraid and terrified of the ancestor, and even hid from the family and stayed away from the ancestor after failing to establish his foundation.

The thought that he would never see his ancestor again made him quite happy at the time. Although he felt a little empty later, Cheng Yao quickly filled that void for him.

Cheng Yao is much better than the old ancestor. She won't force him to do things he doesn't want to do, and she won't look at him with that disappointed look!

Wang Xingwei originally thought that he might continue living like this forever.

But—he heard the news of his ancestor's death.

Wang Xingwei's expression gradually became blank, and the scenes of his time with the ancestor kept flashing through his mind.

From a young age, he was raised by his ancestor as the pride of the family. Even the Foundation Establishment cultivators, who were seen as high and mighty by others, would dedicate precious time to teaching him cultivation. He never lacked the elixirs that other Qi Refining cultivators treasured. Before meeting Cheng Yao, he had never worried about running out of spirit stones like other cultivators.

The old ancestor actually treated him very well.

"Ah—Ancestor, the Ancestor has passed away!"

Wang Xingwei felt his legs gradually go numb, as if they were filled with lead, and the discussions around him turned into an indistinct buzzing sound. The scene in front of him was as blurry as if shrouded in a thin fog.

"Ugh~" An unintelligible whimper came from her throat.

The next moment, Wang Xingwei fell heavily to the ground on the street.

"Hey, what's wrong with you!"

He seemed to hear Cheng Yao calling his voice, but he just wanted to lie there and never wake up.

After placing Wang Xingwei, whom she had been carrying on her shoulder, inside the house, Cheng Yao's eyes were filled with panic: "What happened? Why did he suddenly faint? Could he be having an attack?"

Just now, she and Wang Xingwei were walking on the street when he suddenly and inexplicably fainted and couldn't be woken up no matter what she did.

Seeing that more and more cultivators were gathering around, Cheng Yao panicked and had no choice but to carry Wang Xingwei back to the spirit herb garden.

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Fortunately, she was a cultivator and could cast spells; otherwise, she really wouldn't have been able to move Wang Xingwei.

After hesitating for a moment, Cheng Yao made a decision: "I'll have Bai Qing come and take a look later!"

"Although Bai Qing is only a pharmacist apprentice and can't cure very complicated illnesses, fainting shouldn't be a serious illness," she thought to herself.

Consulting a qualified doctor is very expensive, and she's a little reluctant to do so.

High Ridge Mountain.

Lured by the Bai family patriarch, a jade spider with eighteen claws rapidly pursued them.

Just as they flew into a canyon, two bursts of fire suddenly erupted from either side of the canyon, and the wolf slammed into the belly of the jade spider.

Suffering such a heavy blow, the Jade Spider immediately let out a terrible hiss and rolled around on the spot, trying to extinguish the flames on its body. As it rolled, the aroma of roasted meat wafted out.

But at that moment, the old patriarch of the Bai family, who had been determined to escape, suddenly returned. He wielded a small spear that gleamed with cold light, which transformed into a streak of light and fiercely stabbed at the wailing Jade Spider.

Other members of the Bai family who were at the late stage of Qi Refining also cooperated, and soon the jade spider became still.

The Bai family patriarch finally breathed a sigh of relief. He instructed, "Mingyu, Mingfeng, you two stay here to break down the monster materials. The rest of you come with me; we're going to kill that second-tier six-legged ox!"

He laughed and said, "Everyone, cheer up! As long as we kill that demon bull, the remaining three second-tier demon beasts will be no threat! Our Bai family will have weathered this crisis."

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