I am cultivating immortality in the world of immortality

"I did not say anything."

Chen Qingfeng waved his hand, and then said: "Here are the forty-seven low-grade spiritual stones for you, keep them."

Immediately, he turned his hand and a pile of low-grade spiritual stones appeared in his hand.

"Thank you, Manager Chen."

Zhou Changwang quickly raised his hands and made a sound, then carefully took the spirit stone over and put it in a small cloth bag.

He didn't dare to use the storage bag in front of others.

It is plain and attracts prying eyes.

"Changwang, you have really grown up."

After watching Chen Qingfeng leave, Zhou Qiankun couldn't help but speak.

Did he listen to the whole conversation between Zhou Changwang and Manager Chen? Seeing him skillfully hand over the spirit stone, he just felt in his heart that his son had grown up and he really didn't need to worry too much.

"Yeah, you should have grown up long ago."

Zhou Changwang was also emotional when he heard this.

Doesn't the growth of a young person begin from the moment of being smooth?

And he, after being severely beaten by society, has already become as smooth as a ball.

After some harvesting, it was finally complete.

Although it would be a loss to sell them all to Lingzhi Hall, there are some things that cannot only be considered for the immediate gains and losses.

Just like just now, if he hadn't shown his kindness one after another, the other party wouldn't have mentioned the last sentence.

"Isn't it peaceful outside Fang City these days?"

Zhou Changwang frowned.

He stayed in his spiritual field every day, and when he returned home, he never left the door or took a step forward. He really didn't know much about the surrounding situation.

“Recently, there’s something really wrong around here.

There are many more mysterious people. Two families have moved in near our house. One family still lives in the original room of Fang Yu and his wife. One of them is two brothers on the surface, but they don’t look alike. Last time I I said hello, but the other person was lukewarm, and his accent was not right. He must have moved in from other places. The other family looked like a couple, but no matter how I looked at it, they didn't look like a couple..."

Zhou Qiankun's face on the side also looked a little solemn.

Fengmingwufang City has been established for hundreds of years. People have been coming, but they are all scattered and slowly gathering.

But it is rare for them to suddenly appear in large numbers like this and move into the outskirts of the city.

“No matter what, it’s better to be careful.

During this time, try not to go out. "

Zhou Changwang said, then greeted the surrounding spiritual farmers and hurried home.

On the way, he deliberately looked around carefully.

Sure enough, I found many strange figures, some of whom even wore different styles.

However, the large number of people actually made the outside of the market a bit lively. He even saw some people setting up stalls on the street selling some daily necessities.

I don’t know whether it’s because the talented artist is brave or because he has a unique vision.

At least he didn't dare.

When he returned home, he looked specifically at the direction where Qian Xiaoyue lived.

Of all the people he knew, she was the one who was most sensitive to the surrounding atmosphere.

In particular, she has also mastered the magical spell of listening. She often likes to cast spells to listen to what is going on around her. Two families with mysterious origins have moved nearby, and it is impossible for her not to pay attention to them.

It's a pity that the other party's door is closed, and it's obvious that he hasn't come back yet.

“However, she really has to guard against her habit of listening to people in corners.

It seems that I still need to find an opportunity to learn sound insulation.

Anyway, this spell is cheap, and almost everyone in the casual cultivator market knows it. "

Zhou Changwang muttered in his heart and kept it in mind.

He has a lot of secrets, and naturally he doesn't want to be spied on.

…

At noon, after eating spiritual rice, Zhou Changwang sat aside, feeling a little at a loss.

He usually stays in the spiritual field almost all day long. While taking care of the spiritual field, he also practices spells.

Now that all the spiritual rice in the spiritual field has been harvested, he really doesn't know what to do for a while.

“You still have to practice.

There is danger in the outskirts of this city. It is definitely not possible to just sit there and wait for death.

I must increase my means of survival.

By the way, we still have to move.

Move to the inner city of Fang City.

Although the rent in the inner city is expensive, even the most ordinary house costs seven or eight low-grade spiritual stones per month, and the more expensive ones cost tens or even hundreds.

But safe.

Safety is priceless. "

Zhou Changwang's sense of crisis soared.

He quickly entered his room.

First, he glanced at the three spiritual seeds.

The growth is pretty good, but the broken spirits inside are being consumed a bit quickly.

According to his estimate, in five or six days at most, the spirit stone powder inside will be exhausted.

This spiritual stone powder is all money.

Then, he used a birth-promoting technique.

The three spiritual seeds immediately grew taller at a speed visible to the naked eye, and were still growing slowly as time went by.

However, the spirit stone powder inside was consumed at a much faster rate.

It could last for five or six days, but now there are only four or five days left.

"This spiritual seed needs to be transplanted into a real spiritual field. I can't afford to keep it if it continues to be consumed like this."

The corner of Zhou Changwang's mouth twitched and he couldn't bear to look anymore.

Then, he started practicing the spell over and over again.

Geng gold finger, fireball technique.

When the spiritual power is exhausted, I rely on the Five Elements Art to automatically operate and slowly restore the spiritual power in the body. I take out the three basic talisman books to watch and study. Occasionally, I take out the jade slip that records the talisman making notes, one by one. Comparatively skilled.

It feels almost done.

He took out the talisman paper, talisman pen and talisman blood ink, and began the practice of making talismans.

Once, twice, three times...

Tried again and again and failed again and again.

Fortunately, he has a good mentality and has been summing up his experience. After making a mistake, he immediately started thinking about the shortcomings.

According to the records in the Talisman Making Notes, his progress was also rapid.

A spiritual talisman slowly took shape under his writing.

"Miss Qian is back."

Just at this moment, Zhou Changwang heard his father's voice coming from the yard.

He was distracted for a moment, the tip of his pen flickered, and his spiritual power immediately became chaotic.

puff!

The talisman paper spontaneously ignited without wind and turned directly into ashes.

"Failed again.

But today is much better than yesterday.

Yesterday I drew at most two rune structures, but they failed one after another.

Today there are two more, and I have drawn the fourth one, and I also have a clue on how to draw the fifth rune structure. "

Zhou Changwang sighed slightly, and did not think that this failure was due to his father's words.

Because he knew very well that even without his father speaking out, he would fail before he could finish drawing the fourth rune structure.

Drawing symbols has never been a simple matter.

Then he put away the talismans, pens and other objects one by one before going out.

He planned to go to Qian Xiaoyue to ask about the strange monks that appeared recently. After what happened last time, the two of them had a little more friendship.

He believed that if the other party knew something, he would not hide it from him.

At this time, Qian Xiaoyue had obviously entered his house.

He walked directly to the opposite side and knocked on the door.

"Fellow Daoist Zhou, what's the matter with you?"

Seeing Zhou Changwang, Qian Xiaoyue first looked around cautiously and then asked.

"How about we go in and talk?"

Zhou Changwang smiled awkwardly and realized that there seemed to be something wrong with him coming directly to the door.

Especially when he vaguely caught a glimpse of his father, standing at the door with that aunty smile.