Supreme Merit Cultivation System

In front of the inn is a two-story restaurant, and in the back is a small courtyard with a nice environment.

It was getting dark when Li Mo arrived at the inn. With money, all the services were of course the best. There was a servant who delivered meals and boiled water for bathing. It had been a long time since he came to this world, and he finally tried to take a wooden bath.

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Sitting in the bucket, he propped up his chin and began to think about the affairs of Wangxiang Palace. For him, this Jingluoshanfang City was completely dark and he knew nothing about it.

He didn't know where the Palace of Forgetting Home was, he didn't know who the matchmaker was, and he didn't know what Huang Chongming's sister looked like, how old she was, etc. It would not help to scold Huang Chongming for being too hard on others. He could only try to find ways to solve the problem.

It's solved. If it can't be solved,...he has to find a way to go back and solve Huang Chongming.

It shouldn't be difficult to find out where the Forgetting Home Palace is. As for Huang Chongming's sister... I have to use stupid methods. Seeing that the one named Huang is so concerned, she might be her biological sister. Those two should look similar!

Having sorted out his future plans, he went out directly at dawn the next day. Looking for someone had to start with shopping!

Not only is it a market for immortal cultivators, there are also many monk shops here. Whether it is magic weapons, exercises, elixirs, materials, or talismans, they are all for sale.

He saw a dozen shops in a row, all selling materials. There were all kinds of materials for refining talismans, various materials suitable for refining light and intermediate magical weapons, etc.

Those who often hang out in places like this are naturally monks. Some monks are just like ordinary people, with no spiritual pressure. Some people clearly show their cultivation in the middle or even late stages of Qi training, and they act like they should not be approached by strangers.

appearance.

Li Mo went from house to house to watch the excitement, and gained a lot of knowledge. Although he didn't buy anything, he found out the location of Wangxiang Palace.

Wangxiang Palace is the most famous gold-selling cave in Jingluoshanfang City. Many monks come to have fun in the entire Mitian Valley of Dahua. Some people even really forget their hometown and miss Shu so much that they live here for a long time.

And he also found out a very important piece of news! That is, the boss of Wangxiang Palace is a master in the foundation building stage! This is not the most important thing, the most important thing is that he is a monk who personally calls himself Matchmaker Monk, whose name is Miao Huan!

Li Mo also doesn't know how much the monks in this world are related to the monks on the earth, and whether there is any difference in their teachings. In short, they are all bald!

The key issue is that there is no bald sect in Donghua Road, only in Xitian Paradise are all bald heads!

Could it be that this matchmaker is a secret agent of the Western People’s Party? It seems that it shouldn’t be possible! How can there be such a well-known spy?

While he was struggling in his heart, he had already reached the stall. The so-called stall refers to a wild stall where business is done on a single mat. The advantage is that it is convenient, but the disadvantage is that it is not so formal.

There are so many monks here that they rub shoulders with each other. There are even many disciples of Huiwei Sect among them, and some of them look kind-hearted.

Most of the stalls are filled with junk goods, but occasionally there are top-notch goods. Those who shop here are either short of money or have the intention of "picking up missing items".

It's just that everyone has the same nose and two eyes. If you can find the treasure, why can't others? Why can't the stall owner who sells things find it?

Therefore, Li Mo did not intend to get his windfall in vain. There were many monks crowded in front of many stalls, and he was not interested. After asking about the location of Wangxiang Palace, he planned to go directly to find out the truth.

I was squeezing my way through a crowded stall when I suddenly heard a changed tone of shouting.

System: "Ah! I suddenly remembered an ancient poem from your earth! The scenery of the northern country, thousands of miles of ice..."

Li Mo rolled his eyes, and his virtual avatar corrected him seriously: "First of all, this is a word, not a poem, and secondly, this is not an ancient poem!"

System: "Oh!"

Seeing that the system was silent, he continued to walk forward. As soon as he took a step, another scream came to his ears...

System: "Ah! The next sentence is about thousands of miles of snow falling, looking inside and outside the Great Wall..."

Li Mo: "Yes! You are sick!"

System: "What's wrong with me reciting a few lines of poetry? I'm bothering you. If you don't want to hear it, you can just pretend you didn't hear it!"

Li Mo almost went crazy, thinking: This system is screwed up! Why are you so nervous in broad daylight?

"Uh..." He suddenly slapped his forehead. The system never seemed to go crazy for no reason? Is this some kind of hint to avoid the constraints of the laws of heaven? Turning his head to look at where he was, he suddenly

The heart is enlightened.

Thinking of this, he paused and asked, "Am I stupid?"

System: "So stupid!"

Li Mo let out a long "Oh". He found that there was a stall next to him, and it was crowded with a lot of people, so he squeezed in as well.

Most of the monks were watching the fun and did not stop him, who seemed to really want to buy something, and allowed him to squeeze in easily.

Li Mo squeezed in front of the stall and found that the stall owner was a middle-aged man in his forties. He had small eyes and a small nose, and looked like a very profiteer.

It's just that the spiritual pressure on this stall owner's body is faintly fluctuating, and he has already reached the level of foundation building. No one around him dared to cause trouble.

There are many things on his stall. Most of them are fragments of magic weapons, and there are even fragments of magic weapons. But they are basically scraps and have no use value unless they are re-melted.

It was too difficult to find what he wanted from so many things. He had no experience in identifying treasures, so he could only rely on the system.

I tried to pick up the fragment of the magic weapon, and the system prompt came again.

System: "The scenery of the North, thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow..."

Li Mo and the system also had some tacit understanding. He picked up the fragments of the magic weapon one by one and threw them away casually. The system was there leisurely reciting poems.

The stall owner's face gradually darkened. After setting up a stall for so long, I have never seen someone picking things like this. Picking things up and throwing them away, what are you doing? Are you not provoking yourself?

There are not many monks who are aggressive. After all, cultivation is not easy, and what they seek is immortality. Although the stall owner's cultivation level is high, he only gradually increases the spiritual pressure on his body, which is considered a warning.

As for the system, they had already memorized "Qinyuan Chun·Snow" and started to recite it a second time.

When Li Mo casually picked up an egg-sized pebble with a pattern on it, he suddenly made a mistake in his systematic recitation, and continued to recite it as if he did not realize the mistake.

Li Mo made up his mind and would not tell anyone. He held the pebble and gestured: "How much does this stone cost?"

The stall owner narrowed his eyes and muttered: "I picked up this stone at...an ancient battlefield. The pattern on it was born by itself, not painted later. At first glance, it's obvious..."

Li Mo didn't say much. He walked around the stall, spread his fingers, and handed his palm to the stall owner. He saw a black robe as big as a fingernail spinning in his palm.

Stall owner: "This...this is no ordinary stone!"

Li Mo was not good at bargaining on Earth, so he did not make ink with him. Another storage bag appeared in the palm of his hand. Through the opening of the bag, you can see that there are two robes, a wooden stake weapon, a scimitar weapon, and a lot of them.

He picked up the grass elixir and said: "You can give me another elixir that can be used in the later stage of Qi training. These are all yours!"

The stall owner swallowed hard, and his slow movements suddenly became extremely fast. He turned his palm and took out a jade bottle, and said in his ear: "There is a first-grade high-quality rejuvenating elixir in it!"

The two quickly completed the transaction, and Li Mo took the stone and the elixir bottle and left in a hurry.

The stall owner laughed so hard that he could hardly close his mouth. The monks who had been watching for a long time couldn't help but joked: "Boss, did you hit the mallet again?"

The stall owner actually saved some respect for the buyer who had just left, waving his hands and saying: "I didn't exchange many good things. There were just some low-quality pills that my disciples are using. So I exchanged them with him!"

The audience couldn't believe it. They all watched Li Mo leave with "stick-like" eyes...

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