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A quarter of an hour later, Shi Yue arrived at the entrance of the valley, and a bustling sound came from the valley.

At the entrance of the valley stood a white stone tablet, on which were engraved four large vermilion characters "Taixu Market".

After Shi Yue's eyes flashed, he walked into the valley.

There was only one street in the entire market, which was in the north-south direction. The houses on both sides of the street were well-proportioned, and the shops were of different sizes. The tall ones were attics of more than ten feet, and the short ones were only stone houses of ten feet high.

The street was bustling with people, and the immortal cultivators went in and out of various shops, which was very lively.

Shi Yue had been to the market many times and was familiar with the situation of the market.

Not long after, he came to a two-story attic with a plaque of "Linggu Zhai".

Linggu Zhai, just by the name, you know that this shop does Linggu business.

Behind a long counter, there were several leather bags, each filled with spiritual grains, and the air was filled with a faint fragrance.

Behind the counter, three shop assistants in uniform green shirts were introducing the effects of spiritual grains to several customers.

"My fellow Taoist, is there anything I can help you with?" Shi Yue walked to the counter, and a green-shirted shop assistant said with a smile on his face.

"Do you accept spiritual grains?" Shi Yue asked straight to the point.

"Yes, please follow me," the green-shirted shop assistant nodded and led Shi Yue to a side room.

"There are no outsiders here, fellow Taoist, you can take out the spiritual grains you want to sell, and I will give you a price based on the quality."

Shi Yue nodded, took out a rice grain from the storage bag, and handed it to the shop assistant.

The shop assistant rubbed his hands, and the shell broke like paper paste, revealing the snow-white rice grains, exuding a faint fragrance.

He took out a golden dagger, cut off a small piece of spiritual rice, and put it in his mouth to chew for a few times.

"Low-grade spiritual grain, one spiritual stone per kilogram, what do you think, fellow Daoist?" The clerk narrowed his eyes and asked with a smile.

"No problem, you weigh how many kilograms of these spiritual rice are there, and how many spiritual stones are they worth." Shi Yue nodded and threw the storage bag of spiritual rice to the clerk.

The clerk flipped his hand and took out a palm-sized silver disc with some numbers engraved on it.

After injecting magic power, the size of the silver disc suddenly increased to five or six feet.

The clerk threw the storage bag into the air, and a spell hit the storage bag. The bag opened and a ray of light sprayed out from it and fell on the silver disc.

After the ray of light was reduced, there was a pile of fist-sized rice on the silver disc.

"A total of 87 kilograms, that is, 87 spiritual stones," the clerk walked forward, looked at the lower right corner of the silver disc, and said.

Shi Yue walked forward and saw the three black characters "eighty-seven" in the lower right corner of the silver disc.

"Deal," Shi Yue nodded. This weight was within Shi Yue's expectations.

He took a storage bag from the clerk, confirmed that the quantity was correct, and walked out.

Walking out of Lingguzhai, Shi Yue had a faint smile on his face. As the saying goes, "No pain, no gain." The moment he got the spirit stones, a year's hard work was instantly swept away.

With eighty-seven spirit stones suddenly on his body, Shi Yue felt that everyone on the street was like a thief.

With spirit stones, he naturally bought pills for cultivation.

Shi Yue walked forward along the street. Not long after, he came to an elegantly decorated attic. Above the entrance of the attic, there was a golden plaque about ten feet long, with three large characters "Bai Dan Pavilion" written on it.

In the hall, there were 20 to 30 monks, all gathered in front of several counters around, talking to several shop assistants in red clothes.

Shi Yue glanced and walked towards the counter with the least number of people.

"A bottle of Qi Refining Powder costs 20 spirit stones, which is too expensive! Can you make it cheaper? I'll buy two bottles." A middle-aged man stood in front of the counter and bargained.

"You get what you pay for. These Qi Refining Powders are made by our Taixu Sect's alchemists. The quality is definitely much better than those sold in those stalls. Daoyou is now at the peak of the seventh level of Qi Refining. If you take some Qi Refining Powder, you may be promoted to the eighth level of Qi Refining." The clerk said in a tempting tone.

"Okay! Give me two bottles," the middle-aged man thought for a while and said.

After paying the spirit stones, the middle-aged man took the two bottles of Qi Refining Powder and left. Shi Yue took this opportunity to walk up quickly.

"Fellow Daoist, what do you want?" the clerk said with a smile on his face.

"Give me two bottles of Qi Refining Powder," Shi Yue said straight to the point.

The clerk nodded, took two porcelain bottles from the shelf behind him, and handed them to Shi Yue.

Shi Yue uncorked the bottle, put it between his nose and sniffed it, nodded, paid the spirit stone, took the two bottles of Qi Refining Powder and turned away.

Five miles out of the market, Shi Yue flew to the sect.

After returning to his residence, Shi Yue sat cross-legged on the stone bed, took out a white porcelain bottle, poured out a green pill from it, and swallowed it.

After the pill entered his mouth, it melted instantly and turned into a pure spiritual energy, flowing through Shi Yue's meridians.

He hurriedly practiced the "Taixu Jue" to refine the pure spiritual energy, and slowly closed his eyes.

The next morning, as soon as he woke up, Shi Yue could sense the changes in himself. His consciousness was much sharper than before, especially in the induction of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, which was most obvious.

Shi Yue's face was happy. He knew very well that this meant that he had entered the third level of Qi Refining.

Speaking of which, he had been staying in the second level of Qi Refining for more than two years, and he should have entered the third level of Qi Refining a long time ago, but because he had no spirit stones to buy Qi Refining Powder for cultivation, he had not broken through until now.

It's great to have spirit stones!

Shi Yue calmed down his excitement and entered the mysterious space.

Compared with yesterday, the plants in the three acres of spiritual field have grown a lot taller.

Shi Yue walked around the three acres of spiritual field, carefully checked each plant, and after confirming that there was no abnormality, he nodded with satisfaction.

Shi Yue made a hand gesture, and bursts of blue light appeared above his head, turning into a white cloud several dozen feet in size.

"Go," Shi Yue pointed forward, and the white cloud quickly flew over the spiritual rice.

Bean-sized raindrops immediately poured down and landed on an acre of spiritual rice.

Half a quarter of an hour later, the rain stopped, and the white cloud flew to the left and reached the sky above the scorching sun grass.

Shi Yue made a hand gesture, and after the white cloud rolled and surged, the drizzling rain fell from the white cloud and floated on the scorching sun grass.

Half a quarter of an hour later, the rain stopped, and the white cloud flew over the condensed tobacco, and after a rolling and surging, bean-sized raindrops poured down.

A quarter of an hour later, Shi Yue retracted the spell, and the white cloud dissipated and disappeared.

After advancing to the third level of Qi Refining, Shi Yue found it much easier to rain on the three acres of spiritual fields. The trouble was that the spiritual rice, scorching sun grass, and condensing tobacco had different requirements for rainwater, so he had to rain on each one.

However, when he thought about earning spiritual stones, Shi Yue no longer felt it was a hassle.

After the spiritual rice was harvested, the spiritual fields in the courtyard were vacant. Shi Yue needed to buy a batch of spiritual rice seeds and plant the spiritual rice early. In addition, he should go to the Deacon Hall to receive routine tasks, otherwise he would not have a single spiritual stone this month.

While thinking, Shi Yue withdrew and flew to the Deacon Hall.