I Am Immortal In The Cultivation World

the next day.

Fengming Tower.

Zhou Yi deliberately opened the box.

Four scattered formation masters came one after another, the young ones were in their eighties and nineties, and the old ones were over a hundred years old.

"Inviting a few fellow Taoists today is a partnership to earn spirit stones!"

Zhou Yi didn't talk nonsense, and directly talked about the Mizong Formation and Fangshi Shanzi.

The old formation mage was silent for a moment, then said: "This method is not complicated, the poor Taoist also has acquaintances, so you are not afraid of cutting off the business?"

"Cooperation benefits both!"

Zhou Yi said with a smile: "When we fight with each other, we will only lower the price of the formation flag. They are all brothers of the same school, and they will not tear their skins for mere spirit stones. In the end, we are the ones who work!"

Another formation master asked: "What price will the formation flag be collected?"

Zhou Yi said: "Five spirit stones, I also sell them to Fangshi at this price, I have to trouble you to arrange them at your door."

The old formation mage said strangely: "Why don't you take the opportunity to make a difference?"

"If you earn the difference, then it's a business. I'm a late-school kid, so I want to make friends with a few seniors!"

Zhou Yi played a round of Daoji, earning Lingshi is just a matter of convenience, the key is to take this opportunity to make friends with the formation master.

After more than 20 years of practicing in Xiaodanshan, Zhou Yi has long discovered that whether it is a sect, family or individual, the inheritance of the four arts of cultivating immortals is more important than life, and they are hidden, and non-disciples and bloodlines will not pass them on.

Zhou Yi expressed his understanding of this. How could a skill be easily leaked for generations.

There was silence in the box for a while, and the old formation master cupped his hands.

"Fellow Daoist Zhu, poor Taoist Pang Hai, please give me more advice."

"Poverty Wang Yue, visit tomorrow."

"Poverty Liu Lai..."

Either they are tempted by a large amount of spirit stones, or they also want to form a small circle of formation masters, inform each other of their names, and agree to exchange formation methods regularly in the future.

"There is one more thing, we need to unify the caliber."

Zhou Yi's goal was achieved, and he said with a smile: "We are also doing business for the public. We must arrange a set of spirit stones and receive a set of spirit stones. No matter what reason we find, we must not delay!"

"As it should!"

The four of them immediately realized that if Xiaodanshan delays the settlement of the spirit stones, one day their lives will be wiped out if there is an accident.

Loose cultivators will not naively think that the orthodox sect must follow the rules!

...

after january.

The law enforcement team claimed that they had not caught the spirit stone thief, and had issued a meritorious mission to remind the monks to keep their eyes open and close their eyes when meditating.

Sanxiu suddenly went into an uproar.

The office launched a Dongfu upgrade package at the right time. You only need to pay 88 spirit stones to get the blessing of the Lost Array. Professional, efficient, and square city-certified array masters will visit and arrange it!

Zhou Yi suddenly felt a little guilty when he heard the price.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable! Impoverished people must sit down and talk about the Tao, and get rid of the demons in their hearts!"

...

To the west of Xiaodan Mountain, Dongfu No. 902.

Zhou Yi changed into the azure robe he borrowed temporarily, knocked on the door, and said loudly.

"Fellow Daoist Xu is here, Zhu Gang, the poor daoist, is responsible for arranging the lost formation for fellow daoists."

There was a hole in the door, and the monk surnamed Xu observed that there was no one around Zhou Yi before he opened the door.

"Friend Zhu, please come in."

When Zhou Yi entered the door, he saw that the left and right side rooms had been demolished, and the yard was divided into four small medicine fields, and the Ningshen flowers in the field were blooming vigorously.

"It's no wonder that you have repeatedly urged to set up the formation earlier. Only the Concentration Flower in this yard is worth at least three or four hundred spirit stones."

Zhou Yi found that he underestimated the richness of Sanxiu. They pretended to be poor and poor on weekdays, and they were reluctant to go to Fengming Tower once in ten years, but in fact, they all had a lot of family background.

After all, farming is the slowest way to earn spirit stones, and you can save dozens every year. There are very few fighting skills in the city, and you can earn more than a thousand after twenty or thirty years of saving.

Only Zhouyi is really poor!

Zhou Yi has already arranged hundreds of formations, and soon arranged the formation inscriptions around the cave, and finally activated the lost formation with the formation flag.

Wisps of cloud and mist were born in the cave that was originally bright and bright, making it blurry to see from the outside.

"Fellow Daoists with this formation flag have collected it well, so we can only activate the Lost Formation within the scope of the cave."

The array flag is not a magical weapon, it is closer to a talisman seal when carefully discussed, but the drawing is more complicated. The flag of the Mizong Formation is made of black iron, with the skin of monsters and beasts as its face, and dozens of formation inscriptions are engraved on it.

The monk surnamed Xu practiced the formation flag with mana sacrifices, opened and closed the formation several times in a row, and nodded with satisfaction: "This formation is not bad."

"If the formation is damaged, you can go to the office to report it. The maintenance fee is one spirit stone."

Zhou Yi had warned about the precautions, and was about to turn around and leave.

The cultivator surnamed Xu suddenly asked in a low voice: "Is there any loophole left in this Lost Formation?"

Zhou Yi shook his head and said, "Fellow Daoist, worry too much!"

The monk surnamed Xu flicked his cuff and dropped a spirit stone: "Really?"

"Pin Dao guarantees with Dao heart, absolutely not!"

Zhou Yi took the Lingshi silently and swore to the sky.

Since then.

Zhou Yi is busy arranging arrays every day, as many as seven or eight sets, and as few as three or five sets.

Counting the extra income, an average of 30 Lingshi came into the account, roughly the same as Lingtian's annual income.

"Sure enough, technology and monopoly can make a fortune!"

Zhou Yi has been busy for more than two months, and basically all the caves have arranged arrays.

In the early days, there were casual cultivators who resisted, but with the protection of formations along with their fellow practitioners, their own cave was too shabby, so they gritted their teeth and handed in the spirit stones while scolding Fangshi for their evil hearts.

After excluding the cost, he made a net profit of 2,200 spirit stones.

"Go to congratulations first!"

...

Fengming Tower.

At the end of the discussion, Zhou Yi lay down on the soft bed to rest.

Daoist Ye Yu'er hugged him from behind, whispering like a dream.

"Zhu Lang, let's become Taoist couples!"

Zhou Yi's eyes widened in fright, he pulled her hand away without a trace, turned and said.

"Why did you say that suddenly?"

"Recently, I heard people say that Zhu Lang earned several thousand spirit stones, so he can buy the cave directly."

Ye Yu'er said softly: "The Yin-Yang Jue practiced by my concubine can not only increase mana, but also have a miraculous effect on breaking through bottlenecks after it is completed..."

"Don't say that!"

Zhou Yi stood up from the bed, brushed on his clothes, and refused repeatedly.

"I can't be selfish and delay the immortal journey of other fellow Taoists!"

After speaking, his figure flickered, he jumped out of the window, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Go back to the courtyard.

The reconciliation of yin and yang not only did not make Zhou Yi feel comfortable, but instead made him feel irritable.

"The news that you are carrying a large sum of spirit stones has spread all over Xiaodan Mountain. Even the fellow Taoists in Fengminglou have strange thoughts, not to mention the evil cultivators hiding in the dark, we must solve this hidden danger!"

After a little thought, Zhou Yi had a plan.

...

Tiangong Pavilion.

The owner of the shop here knows a special art of refining weapons, which can collect natural objects such as sky thunder and earth fire, and use secret methods to condense them into orbs, hence the name Tiangong.

Once stimulated by mana, the sky thunder roared, with terrifying power.

Zhou Yi swaggered in and greeted the buddy directly to ask.

"How many Sky Thunder Pearls are there now?"

The clerk recognized Zhou Yi's identity, and respectfully said: "Mr. Zhu, there are only five in the store at present, and if you want any more, you have to wait for the owner to refine it."

"Buy them all!"

Zhou Yi took out five hundred spirit stones from the storage bag, and replaced them with five red, round black iron beads the size of a child's fist.

The surface of the iron bead was engraved with purple textures, like thunder in the sky, and it was a little numb in the hand, and I don't know if it was a leakage or it was just like that.

The low-grade magic weapon is about a hundred spirit stones, which is equivalent to a one-time sky thunder bead, which is enough to prove the power of the thunder bead.

Zhou Yi kept three of them in his storage bag, and held two of them in his hand, as if he was playing with iron gallbladders between his fingers. He wandered around the trading area and greeted acquaintances when he met them.

"Sun Daoyou, how is business today?"

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