There is no smoke in the house, and it can be seen that it is a place where no one has lived for a long time, probably because the original landlord didn't want to live in such a dilapidated house, so he simply rented it out.

I don't know how the master and apprentice found such a broken place.

In front of the only window in the room, there are three bamboo poles, forming a three-legged posture, and a beautiful woman who looks young stands in the center of the bamboo pole, her hands flying, and the filaments that are almost invisible pass through her hands and stick to the bamboo poles with a certain pattern.

She looked neither like she was weaving or spinning, and more and more filaments trapped the woman between three bamboo poles. It's like a spider weaving a web.

Ling Ruo looked at it for a while, but he really couldn't see anything famous, so he could only ask shamelessly, "This fellow Daoist, can you ask, what are you doing here?" ”

That woman was probably Zheng Kaiyuan's master Zheng Bi, and after listening to Ling Ruo's question, she glanced at her with a high-ranking demeanor, "I'm weaving a defensive formation with Heavenly Silk Silk." ”

"Weaving Formation?!" Ling Ruo's eyes widened.

"That's right," Zheng Bi said solemnly, "Using spirit jade as a base and spirit ink to draw a formation is a waste of time and resources. My formation, even if you don't use spiritual jade, you don't use spiritual ink, you can use it after weaving it. This is my own original creation, and if it can be promoted to the whole world of cultivation in the future, it will definitely benefit thousands of Daoists. ”

Ling Ruo stroked her forehead, and before she could say anything, Zheng Kaiyuan on the side jumped up with red eyes, "Master! Do you know how many times the heavenly silk is thinner than those spirit jade and spirit ink! Do you know how much spirit jade you can buy with your wasted silk these days! ”

Well, Ling Ruo understood why this master and apprentice could only afford to rent this dilapidated house.

From this point of view, she was not the poorest cultivator in the entire cultivation realm. Ling Ruo patted his small chest, inexplicably relieved.

Zheng Bi listened to his apprentice's words, his movements froze, but he quickly withdrew his hand calmly, coughed lightly, and then changed the topic stiffly, "Two Taoist friends, do you have something to do with me?" ”

She is only a fourth-level cultivator of the refining body, let alone Li Weitian, she can't even see through Ling Ruo's cultivation, but her eyesight is stronger than Zheng Kaiyuan, and she can see at once that these two people are monks.

"You made this piece of cloud picking yarn? I have some knowledge, but I can't see through it. ”

Looking at the cloud-picking yarn in Ling Ruo's hand, Zheng Bi's face was hard to hide: "This cloud-picking yarn, I took a lot of effort to get it. I heard that the aura in the secret realm of the Black Forest is poisonous, and my cloud yarn can isolate the poisonous gas, so there should be a lot of people who are crazy about robbing it. This fellow Daoist, it seems that you are very lucky, you can have the fate to grab it. ”

The corners of Ling Ruo's mouth twitched, and when he took a sneak peek, sure enough, Zheng Kaiyuan's face was full of words.

No one grabbed it, it was your apprentice who was pulling and selling it on the side of the road.

"If you can explain the principle of this cloud-picking veil, I can buy it. Of course, if it involves your original technique, you can mention it in one stroke. ”

"There's nothing that can't be said about this, it will show this effect, one is the material, and the other is my personal accumulated skills, which others can't imitate when I say it."

Zheng Bi said proudly, and was about to come over to give a special lecture, but as soon as he raised his foot, he was entangled in the formation he had weaved.

Zheng Kaiyuan was still filial, seeing that his master was like a prey in a spider's web, entangled by the Heavenly Silk, and hurriedly stepped forward to help—of course, in Ling Ruo's opinion, he was more like he felt sorry for those Heavenly Silks, and while recovering them, he rescued the trapped master by the way.

Ling Ruo stroked his forehead again, took a few deep breaths to stabilize his mind, and then didn't immediately pull Li Weitian to turn around and leave.

The two masters worked briskly for a while, and finally let Zheng Bi get rid of the cocooned and self-binding Heavenly Silk Formation.

"I guess you can't tell what kind of material the cloud yarn is made of. That is not the silk spit by silkworms, nor the hair of birds and beasts, but the condensation of a spirit grass slime. Zheng Bi, who had regained his freedom, said with a high-ranking appearance.

This answer really surprised Ling Ruo. Who would have thought of using the slime of the spirit grass to condense silk and weave cloth? Only Zheng Bi, a person who does not follow the usual path, can think of it.

"What spirit grass?" Ling Ruo's spiritual grass cultivation business in the Immortal Mansion is now thriving, and as soon as he hears about the spiritual grass occupational disease, he will be on the rise.

"A very valuable spiritual grass - lichen. In the same year, the price of lichen is ten times higher than that of your famous local spirit grass red skin water carrot. Therefore, the preciousness of this cloud yarn is beyond your imagination. ”

Li Weitian frowned.

The local people, especially the Li family, have great feelings for this kind of spiritual grass, and hate to be offered as a mascot, and now they are belittled like this, and they feel a little uncomfortable.

She was right. Voltichen is one of the main materials of high-grade Bigu Dan, which is extremely rare. Under normal circumstances, water and fire are mutually restrictive and cannot coexist, but this lichen is a combination of water and fire, strange, right? This has to do with the environment in which it grows, as it grows in the desert where the conditions are extremely harsh, where it is hot and dry all year round, and in order to adapt to this environment, only two leaves are exposed to the surface, and the rest of the body is hidden under the sand. But these two leaves can absorb enough water for a whole year at once. Therefore, it is based on fire, but it is also water-friendly. Ling Ruo explained to Li Weitian in a low voice.

"This fellow Taoist is right. This cloud-picking yarn is made of the leaves of the lichen. When the leaves are dehydrated, they are the size of a palm, like the texture of mutton fat and white jade. But after absorbing enough water, it expands to the width of this room, and the whole body is transparent, and the moisture inside can be seen clearly. Zheng Bi added.

If according to Zheng Bi, the materials used for this cloud yarn are expensive, and the appearance is relatively novel, and the effect can also be related to the current hot secret realm exploration, it stands to reason that it will not be unsold, right, why is it so miserable that Zheng Kaiyuan can't sell it when he pulls people on the street to sell?

After repeated questioning, Zheng Kaiyuan reluctantly said the reason.

It turns out that the spirit grass slime coagulation silk looks relatively novel, but it is actually a chicken rib usage, because of the aging problem. This cloud-picking yarn is not used permanently at all, and after a hundred days of production, it will dry up and crumble into powder.

The cloud picking yarn is made of precious spirit grass, and it is destined to be priced no less. However, who would be stupid enough to buy something that could only be used for a hundred days at such a high price - no, not for a hundred days, the piece in Ling Ruo's hand had already been made for a month, and in the end it could only be used for another two months.

Therefore, Zheng Kaiyuan now wants to sell at a loss, and no one wants to buy it.

It seems that this Zheng Bi is clearly a superb talent who destroys the heavens. Even if she had an extremely high level of skill, Ling Ruo was also a little frightened, afraid that the skin of the winged snake on the cloud would be handed over to her, and if she didn't make the flower clothes, she would waste this peerless good material in vain.