I am cultivating immortality in the world of immortality

"My Linghe..."

When Lao Xu, who was observing Zhou Changwang's deworming, suddenly screamed in pain, he quickly got out of the field and helped up the twisting Ling He.

“It’s not my fault.

It is well known how difficult the spiritual locusts are.

Only by mastering the ice finger in ice spells and freezing it with the power of ice can we prevent it from waving its front paws and destroying the Ling He. "

Zhou Changwang put the body of the spiritual locust into the bag and said helplessly.

This ice finger is also one of the spiritual plant spells. It can use the power of ice to freeze spiritual insects and prevent the opponent from further destroying the spiritual plant.

It's just that this spell is of high value. Lingzhi Hall has a price tag of fifteen yuan for low-grade spiritual stones, but he is not willing to exchange it, and he doesn't have any spiritual stones to exchange for it.

"Old man, I am not an unreasonable person."

Although Lao Xu was in pain, he still spoke.

He knew the characteristics of the spiritual locusts, and naturally he knew it too. No wonder Zhou Changwang was there.

Then, he looked at the Ling He and quickly cast a spell.

After a few breaths, a little bit of spiritual light emanated from his body and poured into the Linghe.

Rejuvenation.

This spell is a healing spell. It can not only act on spiritual plants, but also have a certain recovery effect on injured people.

At this time, Lao Xu planned to use this spell to treat and restore Linghe.

As for whether it has any effect, we can only look at the vitality and recovery of the spiritual plant.

Afterwards, Zhou Changwang began to explore and eliminate insects again.

Fortunately, the subsequent pest removal went smoothly, and he did not find the Spirit Locust again.

So, after Zhou Changwang had explored the three acres of spiritual fields, there were already seven more spiritual insects in his bag.

"Seven spiritual insects, plus my original nine, there are sixteen.

I heard that in the market, there are people who are willing to buy fifteen spiritual insects for a low-grade spiritual stone. Occasionally, there are also traders who go to the spiritual fields to purchase spiritual insects.

If you exchange it for it, you can still get a low-grade spiritual stone.

In other words, I earned two full low-grade spiritual stones today. "

Zhou Changwang was calculating in his mind, and suddenly felt a burst of joy.

Although this is not the norm, because he can only earn one low-grade spiritual stone from Mr. Xu every three days, the harvest from this spiritual insect is real.

When I returned to my residence, I was completely stunned.

Zhou Changwang hurriedly washed the rice to make rice, and also processed six spiritual insects to serve as dishes for the meal.

After all, he also needs the spiritual energy in the spirit insect's flesh to help him practice.

Judging from his experience of 'eating' in the past few days, six spiritual insects were enough for him to restore the spiritual energy he had consumed before, and it could also increase his Qi training level a bit.

Coupled with the proficiency level of the Five Elements Art, he can routinely increase his cultivation level by "a little bit" every day when practicing.

Although the increase bit by bit is not much, will this and that point directly improve his cultivation level over the years?

As for the remaining ten spiritual insects, he planned to save them and exchange them for spiritual stones when merchants came to the spiritual field to buy them.

Anyway, spirit insects are spiritual creatures, and their flesh is delicate and tough. Even if they are left for three to five days, they will not rot and their spiritual energy will not be lost too much.

"But this low-grade spiritual stone..."

Zhou Changwang woke up from his practice and couldn't help but take out the low-grade spiritual stone again.

This spiritual stone is probably not dusty in the mortal world, because even in the dark night, it is still emitting a gleaming light.

Then, he put it away again.

Because he has already thought about the use of this spiritual stone.

That is to buy Lingmi.

Human beings depend on food.

This monk, as long as he has not attained the Tao and is a true cultivator, also needs to eat, drink and defecate.

But ordinary ordinary rice can only satisfy the monks' hunger and is of no benefit to their practice.

But this spiritual rice is different.

Not only can he fill his stomach, but the spiritual energy contained in the spiritual rice can also be easily absorbed and refined by him, and transformed into his own spiritual power and cultivation bit by bit, improving his strength.

"Although this spirit stone is good, I am a monk after all. In this world, the only thing that can truly settle down and survive is the realm of cultivation and strength."

Zhou Changwang sighed.

So, early the next morning, he hurried out the door.

The direction they were taking was not the land of Lingtian, but the inner city of Fengming Wufang City.

Of course, what he went to was not the various shops in the inner city, but a casual cultivator market in the northwest corner of the inner city.

There, there will be countless casual cultivators setting up stalls to sell goods. Because the prices are often cheaper than in shops, and sometimes you can still find something missing, it also attracts many casual cultivators to gather.

"This is the inner city of Fang City, and even the air is much sweeter.

If you live here, you will probably live a few years longer. "

Zhou Changwang stepped into the inner city of Fang City, took a deep breath, and couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

He knew that Fengming Wufang City was built on the first-grade spiritual veins, and the spiritual energy was much richer than that in the surrounding areas. If a mortal lived here, not only would he live a long life, but he would also be able to live to at least eighty years without any disease or disaster.

"When I have spiritual stones in the future, I must move to this inner city."

Zhou Changwang sighed with emotion, but did not dare to stay here too long and hurried to the northwest.

Soon, a long street appeared in front of him.

On both sides of the street, monks were setting up stalls.

On the road, there were many people of all kinds, either walking around or stopping at the stalls to ask for prices.

"There are so many various practice tools."

Looking at the items placed on each stall, Zhou Changwang couldn't help but sigh.

In each of the stalls, there are palm-sized talismans covered with various complex patterns, ancient books with various magical names and magical spells written on them, and some that look ordinary but are claimed by the stall owners to be... A powerful magic weapon stolen from a certain foundation-building true cultivator's tomb, as well as pieces of jade slips said to record powerful skills, and bottles of elixirs with different effects, each of which is said to be of the second grade. , even the seeds of third-grade spiritual plants...

Zhou Changwang carefully avoided these over-enthusiastic stall owners. Naturally, he knew that although some things in this casual cultivator market were cheaper, there were also many more deceptive and deceptive things.

If you really believe the nonsense those stall owners brag about, you will suffer a big loss.

Fortunately, Zhou Changwang grew up in Fang City, so he was very alert.

So soon, he appeared at a stall.

It's just a rice stall.

The various types of rice placed on it include not only ordinary rice consumed by mortals, but also various spiritual rice, such as the spiritual rice that Zhou Changwang is currently planting, the crescent-shaped rice that looks like a crescent moon, and the blood-red rice that is stained with blood. There are also spiritual fruit rice as big as grapes...