Keeping a low profile in the world of cultivating immortals

Wu Tao's face showed a look of joy, and as soon as his spiritual consciousness moved, a blue-covered book floated out from Zhou Zhou's storage bag.

He reached out and took it. The cover said "Bone Transposition and Shape Transformation".

More than five months ago, when he was in Fenghua Street, he had met Zhou Du and other three calamity cultivators. The faces of Zhou Du and others at that time were not the same as this time.

It was obvious that his face had been changed using secret techniques.

And that person at the eighth level of Qi Refining might be Fang Xiang or Chen Li. When he came last time, his face was obviously not the same as this time.

Moreover, the breath is also different.

Wu Tao came back from the elixir shop last time and met this person face to face. If he wasn't familiar with the smell on his body, he really wouldn't know that this was the same person just by his breath.

Therefore, Wu Tao was certain that this group of robbery cultivators must have the secret technique to change their appearance and breath.

I originally thought that such secret techniques, like secret techniques, would be destroyed if learned, but... it was not destroyed, which was an unexpected surprise.

In the world of immortality, faces are easy to change, and there are such techniques in the market.

But the aura cannot be changed. Everyone's aura is unique. Even if you practice a popular technique, the aura you cultivate will not be the same.

The world of immortality has yet to come up with an explanation for this kind of thing.

The breath is equivalent to Wu Tao's ID card from his previous life.

Therefore, after Jie Xiu robbed the magic weapon shop, when the patrol team searched Jie Xiu, they would bring magic tools to identify auras.

"The patrol team has been searching for several months, but they have not found Jie Xiu. It turns out that they have hid in the shanty town. No wonder, no wonder... With the patrol team's aloof attitude, they will never step into the shanty town. This It allowed them to take advantage of it.”

"It has been so long, until last month, when the patrol team completely gave up and the manpower was withdrawn from the city gate, this group of robbery cultivators did not take the opportunity to leave the city, but stayed dormant for another month, just to get another shot.

“So patient!”

"Moreover, I am cautious enough. Other magic weapon shops are guarded by the ninth level of Qi Refining. Only my place is not even in the late stage of Qi Refining. The last time I came here, I came here just to find out."

"Fortunately, Master and I prepared the Three-pole Water-Fire Sword Formation, otherwise... the consequences would be disastrous..."

With this little bit of information, Wu Tao quickly made a rough guess about the whole story.

He opened the "Bone-Moving and Shape-Changing Technique". As he expected, this secret technique can move bones and change shapes. After practicing it to the end, it can also change one's own breath.

"This secret technique is exactly what I want."

A smile appeared at the corner of Wu Tao's mouth. He has always been low-key and cautious. If he learns this secret skill, he can be more low-key and cautious.

After putting away the secret technique, Wu Tao continued to search Zhou Zhou's storage bag. He just took out the magic weapon from the storage bag. There were also some sundries that he didn't look at. Many times, there might be something in the sundries. There will be treasures hidden.

Zhou Du may have been blind, causing the treasure to be covered in dust, but he was a time traveler, maybe... Wu Tao was familiar with this routine.

After a search, he found that it was all filled with daily necessities. From this point of view, he really did not have the life of a time traveler.

However, he did find another storage bag from Zhou Zhou's storage bag.

It's true that it's a bag within a bag.

"Why do you bring two storage bags every week?" Generally, one storage bag is enough for casual cultivators. "Then, could this storage bag be stolen from someone else?"

This storage bag also has no spiritual energy imprint. It is obvious that either this is a storage bag that has not been refined, or the owner of this storage bag has died.

Wu Tao's spiritual sense penetrated into the storage bag. In the storage bag, there were only some sundries such as clothing and a few bottles of wine. It was obvious that the owner of this storage bag was also a wine lover.

At most, books.

"So many secrets?"

Wu Tao was overjoyed, and with a flick of his spiritual consciousness, a pile of books as tall as a person, about seventy or eighty in total, appeared neatly on the table. He picked up a book and was startled when he saw the cover.

"Picture of a fairy coming out of her bath?"

"What is this? I just want to practice the secret book."

Wu Tao looked disappointed. He opened it and saw a painted picture of a fairy taking a bath. She had a graceful figure and was very charming. Unknowingly, Wu Tao was sitting at the table in the lobby, thumbing through the pages and marveling: "This painting is good."

After appreciating ten books, Wu Tao came back to his senses and regretted: "What am I doing? However, there are so many picture books like this, and there is not even a secret book..."

Wu Tao looked at these picture books and couldn't help but think of Zhang Li: "Hey, I don't know how Zhang Li is doing. At that time, I underestimated the rent in the inner city. With five medium-grade spiritual stones, maybe I could only live in a shanty town. ? It has been so long and the expenses in the shanty town are not enough. She must have returned to the Western Outer City, right?"

After thinking about the past for a moment, Wu Tao saw that he no longer had any resistance. A fireball technique gathered in his hand. After thinking about it, he extinguished the fireball technique in his hand and put all the drawing books back into his storage bag.

"Hey, isn't this a picture book?"

Wu Tao picked up the book at the bottom, and when he opened it, he found pages of diary, which recorded every happy process between the owner of the diary and the female nun. There were as many as a thousand pages.

The owner of the diary is Fang Xiang.

"So, the owner of this storage bag is Fang Xiang? Isn't Fang Xiang an accomplice with them? Could it be that... they killed Fang Xiang because they wanted one less person to share the stolen goods?"

Wu Tao thought about it and really felt that this was a possibility. Otherwise, whose storage bag would be handed over to others for safekeeping.

"Wealth and silk are the most attractive thing. The total value of the magical artifacts here is estimated to be more than two thousand middle-grade spiritual stones."

Including two black black shields, Zhou Du and Chen Li's attack magic weapons, there are only seven first-level and ninth-level magic weapons, and one thousand and fifty-six middle-grade spiritual stones can be sold here.

Get rich!

At this moment, Wu Tao immediately became rich.

"However, with so many magical weapons, I don't dare to take them out for disposal now. Well, keep the black shield and black light sword for myself, they can be used in the future."

"These magical artifacts were snatched from Xiuxian City in Wuquan Mountain, so they cannot be sold on the territory of Wuquan Mountain."

"It's best to go to the Xiuxian City under another sect to sell the stolen goods..."

"Moreover, my current cultivation level is low, and I am not guilty of the crime of possessing a jade. So many magic weapons are enough to induce others to take risks..."

"So, when I practice this bone-moving and shape-changing technique to the point where I can change my breath, and then I raise my cultivation level to the seventh level of Qi refining, no, I need to at least the eighth level of Qi refining to be safe..."

Wu Tao quickly figured out how to deal with this windfall.

He put it all in a storage bag.

Tonight, he got nothing.

Never killed Jie Xiu.

He didn't get seventy or eighty magic weapons.

As usual, he was guarding the shop to practice, and then he opened the door and waited for master Chen Shan and junior sister Chen Yao to come to the shop...

Wu Tao's face returned to calmness and he looked at the time. More than half an hour had passed. It was already bright outside and there was still half an hour until the time to open the shop.

At this time, Chen Shan, Chen Yao and the others are coming soon.

Thinking of this, he got up and opened the door of the shop. As usual, he said hello to Wang Rui and Qian Feng on the left and right, and then returned to the shop to wipe the windows and containers.

Not long after, Chen Shan and Chen Yao came.

Chen Yao held the food box in her hand and said with a smile on her face: "Senior brother, your breakfast also has spiritual fruits in it."

"Thank you Ayao!" Wu Tao took the food box and started cooking as usual.

The morning sun shines warmly into the shop from the door and shines on the floor of the lobby. A bit of white dust glows slightly with gray in the morning light.

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I have something busy today, so there is only one update left. Sorry, I will make it up after it is put on the shelves. I have already kept it in a small notebook.

Thanks to the Taoist Director, Jun Chen Qingxin, Yan Ge, and book friend 20180713135318172 for the 100 starting coin reward.

Recommend a book from a friend. Everyone, go take a look and check in.

The title of the book is "I, the Tree of Enlightenment, Travel from Ancient Times to Martial Arts"

Introduction:

As the first innate spiritual root enlightenment tree in the world, Zhou Wu's tree life was very nourishing.

Hongjun, Laozi, Yuanshi Tianzun, Tongtian leader, Nuwa, Zhunti, and Jieyin all attained enlightenment and became saints under the Zhouwu tree.

The saints often preached under the trees.

All living beings in the ancient world knew that they had inherited Zhou Wu's love.

When Zhou Wu was in the primitive world, no matter whether he was a human, demon, witch, or a person who intercepted interpretations, they could all be his followers.

Zhou Wu was just messing around like this, planning to mess around for the rest of his life. Suddenly one day, Jianmu was chopped off by Zhuan Xu.

Zhou Wu felt the crisis. He wanted to cultivate Hunyuan, become a saint, and take his life in his own hands.

But there was an abnormality in the saint's calamity, and Zhou Wu failed.

The true spirit woke up again and traveled to the thousand-year-old tree at the entrance of the ancient village.

ps: They don’t take form, they all exist as tree bodies.