Asking for Immortality in Another World

There are still many monks in the street stall area.

Gu Changsheng blended in the crowd and was inconspicuous at all.

Magical weapons, elixirs, talismans, and robes are all very good.

It's a pity that he can't afford any of them.

Gu Changsheng glanced at those things longingly.

I shed tears of poverty in my heart.

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

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

Maybe it's just enough money for a first-level mid-grade magic weapon.

And this is his entire net worth.

It doesn't seem like there are very few.

This is in contrast to casual cultivators like him.

Many casual cultivators don't even have access to first-level, middle-grade magic weapons.

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

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

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

Gu Changsheng also wanted to learn this, but unfortunately, his current spiritual stones seemed not enough.

In the end, it turns out that farming still depends on hard work!

Along the way, Gu Changsheng saw at least three or four scams.

It’s the same routine, it seems familiar.

No wonder people say that people's hearts in the world of immortality are as sinister as those in heaven and earth.

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

Fellow Taoist is so sinister!

I don’t know since when, this world of cultivating immortals has been in such a declining state, and people’s hearts are not as good as before.

There are many dirty tricks, and they are emerging one after another. Many of them are even unheard of and unseen. They are just like the telecommunications fraud in his previous life, and there are often people there to introduce new ones.

This makes many Taoist friends want to ask:

What's wrong with this world of immortality?

Can it still get better? !

After visiting the stall area for a long time, Gu Changsheng only cut five kilograms of monster meat and went home.

He couldn't bear to cut more.

One pound of demon beast meat sells for as much as three broken spirits, which is equivalent to three pounds of spirit rice.

If it weren't for the spiritual rice in his spiritual field finally matured.

He doesn't even know how to cut it, and he doesn't want to eat it.

A common monster beast, plus various materials on it.

No matter how you say it, it can be worth twenty or thirty spiritual stones.

This is equivalent to how many years he has been farming!

However, hunting monsters in Debo City will be dangerous.

It's not just the dangers that come with hunting monsters.

There will also be human monks.

Outside Qingyunfang City, in the mountains that are tens of thousands of miles deep.

There are even many second-level monsters!

As long as you meet a Qi-training monk, it will be a dish delivered to your door!

Only a few hundred miles away from Fang City, it was a lawless place, and the situation was extremely chaotic.

Gu Changsheng put the fresh monster meat wrapped in paper into his wide sleeves and hurried on.

Have a good meal today.

…

"Hey, Brother Daoist Liu, are you back from hunting monsters with others?"

When Gu Changsheng returned to his home.

I saw the neighbor on the left side of my house who had not been seen for several days. He usually dressed like a common scholar's neighbor.

Gu Changsheng also knew his name, which was Liu Changqing.

It was true that he was a scholar in the world before, and he seemed to be a good scholar, much better than when he was studying.

Later, he unexpectedly embarked on the path to immortality, and then came to Qingyunfang City.

But he still retained his secular habits.

This is also normal, and many immortal cultivators will have this habit to a greater or lesser extent.

There are still a small number of monks from the Immortal Cultivation Sect and family background. Most of the monks are actually casual cultivators, and their origins are very complicated.

"Four days after leaving the workshop, I hunted a first-level low-level monster with many fellow Taoists. Finally, my time was not wasted. The harvest from this trip is pretty good."

The scholar-looking young man, Liu Changqing, smiled.

"Congratulations to Fellow Daoist Liu!" Gu Changsheng congratulated him.

After congratulating him and chatting for a few more words, Gu Changsheng stopped disturbing him. He took the time to cast a series of spiritual rain spells on these spiritual fields.

Young people are full of energy. 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 their own way of life.

If it weren't for the Immortal Path Fruit, it's hard to say that he wouldn't 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 realm in this life.

Yujian flies between heaven and earth!

Isn't it 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 of it was divided between the other two immortal cultivating families on the map.

Almost all of them were left to have children.

Don't ask him why he knows.

…

He cooked a pot full of spiritual rice, almost two kilograms.

Five pounds of fresh monster meat was sliced, cooked, and then dipped in the secret sauce in the bowl, and it was a delicious mouthful with spiritual rice.

In one word, luxury!

But he couldn't do that again.

At least after this meal, it would be difficult to have such a luxurious meal again in the next year until the spiritual rice in the spiritual field was harvested again.

The living standard would also drop sharply at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Today's wine, today's drunkenness. Tomorrow's worries, tomorrow's worries."

Gu Changsheng raised his head and drank a big mouthful of the wine in the gourd.

It's more than two hundred years old, and it has a unique flavor.

It's like drinking the taste of time and years that have been fused and precipitated.

...

After eating this very luxurious meal of monster spiritual rice.

Gu Changsheng hurriedly seized the time to start practicing.

...

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

In fact, there is nothing to think about.

There is a saying in the world of immortal cultivation: alchemy ruins one's life, and refining tools makes three generations poor!

As for the formation?

That requires a person to have a good talent in the way of formation, and a lot of resources.

The noble formation masters are basically cultivated by families and sects, and will never favor poor people like him who have no spiritual stones.

Among the four arts of immortal cultivation, only talisman making is the most affordable.

It seems to be the most suitable for him at present.

Of course, being affordable also means that making talismans will be particularly expensive.

He is not too afraid of the price, because no one can be more expensive than him!

But he has no money now! !