Volume 1 Lin Yuan Chapter 25: The Pure Stream in the Cultivation World
"A good thing must first have a sense of historical sedimentation, such as looking dull and inconspicuous, or even having strange spots, like scrap copper and rotten iron. Of course, it would be even better if it has some mud or something."
"What about the second one?" Xiao Yao said, "If it's inconspicuous, everyone except you will think it's garbage. When you take it back and wipe it with a cloth, I'll see! It's actually an ancient artifact! Are you surprised? Are you surprised?"
Along the way, Xiaoyao kept telling about her experience in appraising treasures, but Wang Chen turned a deaf ear to her.
When he was about to leave the market, he gained two things.
A flying sword made of cold iron.
A strange brick that is black and red.
The flying sword was not a good item, but it was much better than the rusty sword in his hand which was not as sharp as a mortal weapon. Although it was cheaper, it also cost Wang Chen most of his savings after getting Zi Shen Ya.
The bricks were taken from the roadside. Some cultivators had already finished their stalls , and some old and useless materials were discarded at will. This brick was one of them. Xiaoyao insisted that the brick was an ancient artifact. Although Wang Chen felt that the brick was black with a hint of red and was unique, he opened his eyes wide and could not see any opportunity involved with the brick. He thought Xiaoyao was talking nonsense, so he just let her go.
As long as you are happy, it doesn’t take up any space anyway.
The exit of the market town is not far ahead. Unless potential customers are just strolling around, when they arrive at this location, they have probably already bought what they need, just like Wang Chen. Therefore, the location at the end of the street is in extremely poor terrain for stall owners, so the stall owners who set up stalls here are all at the fourth or third level of Qi Condensation.
Obviously Wang Chen thought so too. He had no interest in the goods here.
After this travel experience, Wang Chen felt that spirit stones were a good thing. He even regretted a little that he had swallowed too many spirit stones. This method of cultivation was simply a waste of money. So now, even if he saw many flying swords and magic weapons that he wanted to see, he could only stare blankly and settle for the next best thing.
What kind of cultivator is he if he doesn’t even have a proper weapon?
His steps were slow, just like his heavy heart.
I have to find a way to get a lot of spirit stones. Wang Chen vowed secretly.
Just like the world we used to live in, luxury cars, luxury houses and a beautiful smile are the lives that most people pursue.
Material needs are also the driving force behind people's pursuit of progress. Moreover, for Wang Chen, he can become stronger by spending money, so earning spirit stones is obviously a way to kill two birds with one stone and escape from vulgar interests.
"It's easier said than done." Wang Chen lamented. "Oh my God, I'm so poor that I only have spiritual stones left." He wanted to shout like this, but he was afraid that he would not be able to hold his head up in front of Xiaoyao in the future, so he had to keep walking forward with a gloomy face.
Inadvertently, his eyes fell on a stall. The stall owner was a cultivator at the third level of Qi Condensation. The items he sold were of little spiritual energy and were of little use to Wang Chen.
But one of the green crystals, the size of a fingernail, caught his attention.
The energy in this crystal is thin and it is probably of little value, so it is almost impossible to sell. However, the weak energy contained in it actually caused the ancestral energy to react.
Seeing Wang Chen pick up the crystal, the cultivator said somewhat awkwardly: "This is a demon core of a demon beast that I killed casually in the forbidden forest. It's a bit low-level, please excuse me, fellow Daoist." He did not see the customer's joy, because Wang Chen's aura was obviously stronger than his. Similarly, he did not have any confidence in these ordinary goods he was selling, and cultivators above the fourth level of Qi Condensation would probably not be interested in them.
Therefore, when he saw Wang Chen looking at the demon core he had placed, he couldn't help but blush. It seemed that even the stall owner himself felt that placing the demon core on the stall was a very embarrassing thing.
Wang Chen did not answer, but released a trace of ancestral energy towards the demon core with some doubt. Sure enough, the ancestral energy devoured the little energy in it in a few seconds.
In other words, the demon core in his hand has now become an empty shell!
This feeling was just like when he swallowed the spiritual power of the spirit stone.
To use a less vivid analogy, it's just a different taste. The energy in the demon core is a bit spicier.
It turns out that the energy he devoured is not necessarily spiritual power. He was stunned, vaguely feeling that he had wasted a lot of currency in the cultivation world, and was a little annoyed, but then he realized that the current problem was that the demon core in his hand had been absorbed and turned into a piece of waste.
You can't just return an empty shell to others, that would be too shameless.
After thinking for a while, Wang Chen took out a spirit stone and said, "It just so happens that I have a use for the demon core. Can I exchange it for a spirit stone?"
The cultivator was a little stunned when he heard this.
Demon cores are not rare items, and ordinary demon cores are of limited value. This demon core of mine is just a derivative from the body of a second-level Qi Condensation demon beast. It can be killed with just a wave of the hand by this Taoist friend in front of him, yet he is willing to spend a spirit stone on it?
You should know that one spirit stone is enough to buy dozens of such monster cores.
"If you need it, I'll give it to you." The cultivator smiled.
Wang Chen was stunned, he looked up at the casual cultivator in front of him, and his heart was touched.
"This is truly a breath of fresh air in the world of cultivation." He thrust the spirit stone in his hand, bowed, and left.
I don't have many spirit stones on me, which means that the prospect of cultivating by absorbing spiritual power is slim. On the contrary, the discovery that I can absorb the energy in the demon core is equivalent to adding another way to cultivate. This discovery is far more than the value of a spirit stone.
The stall owner held the spirit stone and looked at Wang Chen's back. He was stunned for some reason and sighed, "In the cultivation world, there are not many such honest cultivators anymore."
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Qinghu Bay is full of buildings and there are numerous alleys. There is an alley not far from Baihuafang City that connects the two ends. You can vaguely see the street scene at the other end and the occasional passers-by.
Jin Xiong feels very happy now. He always can't help looking at his female companion Yin Xiu beside him. His female companion always has a sweet smile on her face. Although she wears little makeup, she can be considered pretty. It seems like no matter how much he looks at her, he can't get enough of her.
The two of them were originally ordinary people in a hunting village, and had known each other since childhood. However, they accidentally found a book on basic cultivation techniques in the forest.
After practicing for a long time, the two of them really reached the threshold of Qi Condensation.
Although the two had mediocre qualifications and were not valued by the sect, they helped and cooperated with each other and cultivated to the fourth level of Qi Condensation.
Jin Xiong understood that with his and Yin Xiu's aptitude, it would not be easy to practice further and break through the realm. But if by some chance they could have a breakthrough to the sixth level of Qi Condensation, they would be able to fly into the sky from then on. Wouldn't that mean they could be a pair of lovebirds in the sky, better than a couple of gods in the eyes of mortals?
You can even become a national teacher in a country where mortals live, and wealth and glory will naturally be a given.
This time when they came to Qinghu Town, the two of them were thinking of replenishing some necessities for cultivation and continuing their monotonous but happy life of asceticism.
From their appearance, it can be seen that the two men put a lot of effort into their clothing. However, anyone with a discerning eye can see that in terms of demeanor, they cannot be compared with the disciples in the sect. Their cultivation level of the fourth level of Qi Condensation is also not commensurate with their older age. Most of them are what are commonly known as casual cultivators.
At this moment, the two of them were walking to the middle of the alley. Jin Xiong was saying something to Yin Xiu with a smile, which made her cover her mouth and smile.
At this moment, they heard a series of "thump thump" footsteps behind them. The two reacted very quickly and looked back with a wary look on their faces.
Although it was broad daylight at the time, the two had seen a lot of cruelty in the world of cultivators. If they were told that there were murders and looting happening in the alley, they would not find it strange at all.
I saw a child dressed in a clean white silk gown and dressed as a little scholar running over.
The child seemed to be about eleven or twelve years old, with red lips and white teeth, like an apple that made people want to take a bite.
When they saw that it was a handsome child, their vigilance was greatly reduced.
"Big brother." The child shouted as he ran, and in an instant he appeared in front of the two men.
"Is there anything wrong, little brother?" Jin Xiong asked with a smile.
He has a natural liking for children. Flying into the sky with a sword and having several children are also the lives he and Yin Xiu have longed for.
An innocent smile appeared on the child's face. He looked at Jin Xiong and then at Yin Xiu, who smiled back at him.
"Big brother, this sister is so beautiful, why don't you lend her to me to play with." The child said irrelevant words, but the innocence on his face did not diminish at all.
"Borrow it for fun?"
Jin Xiong and Yin Xiu were stunned for a moment. Could these insulting words really be just the child's naive nonsense?
Time seemed to stop between the three of them, and the atmosphere suddenly became extremely weird.
What pierced the silence was the sudden surge of murderous intent!
The two of them saw a green sword light flashing in the shape of a half moon before their eyes.
Jin Xiong was so shocked that he felt a chill on his body. He knew something was wrong and quickly stepped back. He saw the child standing there with a green dagger in his hand, an innocent smile on his face.
While Yin Xiu was still dazed and had not yet realized what had happened, he looked down in disbelief, and saw that there was a big cut from his chest to his abdomen, and that horrible huge wound was actually covered with a layer of frost.
The blood slowly spread over the ice, forming a horrifying blood-red pattern.
Jin Xiong seemed to have experienced such a dangerous situation before. He reached out and took out a bottle of medicine powder from the storage bag on his waist. While trying to apply it on the wound, he shouted to Yin Xiu:
"Xiu'er, let's go!"
Such an injury would definitely be fatal to a mortal, but for a cultivator, as long as it is treated properly, they will recover soon.
At the same time, with a "hum" sound, he raised a khaki flying sword and stabbed at the child.
Yin Xiu was brought back to his senses by the word "go" and retreated quickly.
When the child saw the flying sword coming, a sneer appeared on his face. He raised his hand and simply picked up the green short sword. There was a loud "clang" sound, and the khaki flying sword was broken into two pieces by this light cut, and fell to the ground with a "clang".
His left hand was still pinching the sword gestures, and his right hand was frantically applying the powder. Before Jin Xiong could react to what happened, he heard the sound of a flying sword, and another flying sword flew from behind the child and pierced his right hand.
"Bang." The medicine bottle in his hand fell to the ground, and brown powder spilled all over the floor.
Looking in panic, she saw two figures coming from both ends of the alley, one in front and one behind. Yin Xiu looked at the figures slowly approaching the alley, paused, and fear was all over her pretty face.
"The fifth level of Qi Condensation..."
