Farming, raising monsters, cultivating immortals, and seeking immortality

Purchase restrictions are restrictions.

Just as Zhang Liang explained, this thing is not difficult to sell.

In short, Chen Mo endured the pain and bought the two pairs of Yin-Yang sound tubes.

Song Yunxi is now the great elder of the transmission of skills, and he is responsible for almost all the secular affairs of the immortal sect, so the contact with him cannot be cut off; secondly, the red snake monster has also become the great steward of monsters, and it is also convenient to communicate with him with the Yin-Yang sound tube.

As for Ouyang Dongqing?

Chen Mo never considered him, and it would be a waste to give him.

It hurts to spend forty spirit stones, but it is worth it.

So far, a quarter of the 800 spirit stones have been spent, which can be said to be spent like water.

Chen Mo, who originally did not plan to buy more treasures, was about to leave.

But Zhang Liang suddenly stopped him.

"Young friend, please stay."

"..." He turned his head, a little puzzled, "Is there anything else, senior?"

"How many spirit stones do you have?"

Chen Mo's heart skipped a beat, for fear that the other party would suddenly say "Lend me some."

But the next sentence dispelled his worries.

"If you have enough spirit stones, I suggest you buy a robe."

While speaking, Zhang Liang casually threw his long gown, revealing the clothes inside.

It was ordinary, but the spiritual energy fluctuations were very powerful.

"What is this, senior?"

"This is a robe I bought three hundred years ago. I still remember that it cost me more than three hundred high-quality spirit stones at the time. I didn't expect that it has been with me for so many years in a blink of an eye." Zhang Liang suddenly sighed, "If it weren't for it, I'm afraid I would have turned into a pile of yellow earth long ago."

"It's very useful?" Chen Mo asked back.

"Isn't it enough to save lives?" The other party was a little speechless.

"But..."

"If you don't have enough spirit stones, I can lend you some first."

Zhang Liang is the headmaster of Yongning Academy after all. Although he is old, how can Chen Mo compare to him in terms of wealth?

"How can that be possible?"

"How about this? I will lend you 100 spirit stones. If I succeed tonight, these 100 spirit stones will be considered as my reward. Is that okay?"

At this point, Chen Mo finally understood.

Buying the robe was just an excuse. "Lending" him spirit stones was the other party's real purpose.

But he also knew that this money was not so easy to get!

It would be fine if he succeeded, but what if he failed?

It would be fine if he spit it out. If he made the other party angry, he would be in danger.

Of course, Chen Mo could not say these words.

He smiled and shook his head, saying, "I can still afford the spiritual stones for the robe."

Zhang Liang stroked his beard habitually and said, "Then I'll give you the hundred later."

Chen Mo felt a little strange when he heard this.

However, he didn't delve into it.

Since the other party said so, he still decided to pick one with 600 high-grade spiritual stones left.

There were six pieces on display in the cabinet, each of which was designed to be powerful while also taking into account some aesthetics.

The price ranged from 200 to 400.

Chen Mo asked about it, and the difference in price was the difference in the increase in spells and the resistance to attacks.

But as both are high-grade magic tools, the difference is actually not that big.

It can be said that unlike weapons such as flying swords, and unlike strange objects such as yin-yang sound transmission tubes, the robes have almost embarked on a path of homogenization after so many years of improvement in the cultivation world.

The size can be arbitrarily shrunk, the shape can be changed at will, the temperature can be adjusted at will, etc. These basic functions are available even for a low-grade robe.

So, Chen Mo finally spent only 200 spirit stones to buy the cheapest robe.

Of course, the cheapest here is not cheap at all.

The ability to withstand the full force of the late Jindan is worth the price in Chen Mo's opinion!

Nothing is more important than life.

After getting the robe, Chen Mo put it on directly. If he didn't deliberately feel it, he didn't even know that he couldn't feel it.

Next, accompanied by Zhang Liang, he spent 50 spirit stones and bought some miscellaneous things, such as three types of third-level spirit plant seeds, a beast control circle, etc.

In half a day, 50 Xuanqing Yangyuan Pills were lost, and a lot of gains were gained.

The bulk of the expenses were still on magical powers and robes, both of which were used to arm himself.

In Zhang Liang's words, you can not fight, but you must have means to save your life.

This old man who has lived for hundreds of years still has some wisdom.

Chatting along the way, I also heard some stories from him. Some of the brilliant geniuses who lived in the same era as him died at the hands of cultivators who were more talented and powerful than him, and some never returned in pursuit of a higher realm.

And it is rare to find a golden elixir like him who has lived for more than 400 years.

Since you can't live forever, being alive is the best proof.

"Friend Chen, I actually have regrets too."

An old man and a young man walked side by side on the way down the mountain, and the more they talked, the more cheerful they became.

"Is it because the cultivation world is so big, but you haven't seen it all?" Chen Mo asked back.

"Haha! You really understand!" Zhang Liang laughed heartily, "I have dedicated my whole life to the Immortal Sect. When I came to my senses, it was too late."

"It's okay now. Maybe if you encounter some opportunities, you can go one step further?"

The other party smiled and shook his head: "My friend, you are joking. One foot has already stepped into the coffin. How can there be hope?"

Chen Mo did not ask any more questions.

He shouldn't comment on other people's lives.

The other party's decision must have his reasons.

The two walked and talked, from the top of the mountain to the middle of the mountain, and then from the middle of the mountain to the foot of the mountain.

The narrow path paved with stone steps, surrounded by towering ancient trees and pleasant scenery, Chen Mo took a special look at the enlightened ancient tree when he passed by.

It was only a few days, and there was no change after all.

But he felt a vague connection, perhaps with the passage of time and the further growth of the ancient tree, this feeling will become stronger...

At the foot of the mountain, people became sparse.

When Chen Mo arrived, Wei Hongyi had been waiting for a while, and Shu Hua, Lu Lan and others did not leave.

Ye Longzi waved at him and motioned him to come over.

"Master Zhang, there are several masters from Beiyue City over there."

Zhang Liang looked at them and said with a smile: "You seem to be popular! I have met Ye Longzi a few times, let's go and say hello."

"Okay!"

Chen Mo nodded and walked quickly towards the crowd.

At this time, Ye Longzi also took the initiative to stand up, looked up and down, and took the initiative to say: "Master Zhang? What? Are you interested in our Master Chen?"

"Of course, Master Chen is so outstanding, I am considering whether to let him come to Yongningyuan to take over my job."

The two sang in unison, and it was obvious that they had known each other for many years.