"Senior."

Hua Ying was about to say some more words of thanks, but the green-shirted Taoist on the opposite side spoke before her.

"Okay, don't call your predecessors, you bring the ruler over and let Ben Dao see it."

The Qingyi Taoist didn't seem to care about Hua Ying, a junior monk who had a relationship, and only glanced at her in surprise, then sat back in his chair and slumped.

"Oh, good."

Hua Ying remembered what was going on, and hurriedly handed over the ruler in her hand.

The Qingyi Taoist picked up the ruler and looked at it casually, and soon came to the conclusion that he didn't have a good temperament:

"It's indeed the Five Spirit Roots, little doll, don't cultivate, with your qualifications, there will be no way out in the future. Cultivation can't reach the foundation building period, and the life span is no different from that of mortals, early death and late death are deaths, so it's better to go home early, get married and have children, and plant fields to raise babies. ”

"Ah, how so!"

Hua Ying was greatly disappointed, and she didn't bring such a blow to people, "Senior, the five spirit roots are not as unbearable as you say, right?" If you work hard to cultivate, you will always have a chance."

"At a young age, you know a lot! Nowadays, the Five Spirit Root Monks are born with waste materials, and this Dao can still deceive you into being a junior? Wouldn't it be a pity to let you give up for your own good, save your life and waste your good years on penance? ”

"That"

Hua Ying wanted to ask something more, but the green-shirted Taoist was impatient to rush away.

"Hurry up and pay the money, and then stay where it is cool, and don't disturb the cultivation of this path."

"Okay."

Hua Ying sighed in her heart, so she had to take out half of the spirit stone from the storage bag, and was just about to put it on the table, but stopped.

"By the way, senior, I still have to buy some exercises, do you have any exercises here?"

"Naturally, there are exercises, they are all on the shelves, you can go and pick them yourself." The green-shirted Taoist waved his hand, signaling what the other party should do.

"Oh."

Hua Ying nodded, then walked to the dusty shelves on the side, rummaging through the layers of them.

"Qingbo Gong", "Jin Ding Duel", "Agni Duel", "Changchun Gong", "Tuyu Duel".

Don't look at the small shop, the Five Elements Exercises are quite complete, but Hua Ying didn't find the exercises she was looking for.

"Senior, don't you have a bastard here?"

"Chaos Decision? There used to be, but now it's gone. The Tsing Yi Taoist replied meaningfully.

"Oh."

Hua Ying thought secretly.

It turned out to be sold out, no wonder I couldn't find it no matter how I looked for it.

The Qingyi Daoist also seemed to be a little curious, opened his eyes and asked, "What, little doll, what are you going to do with that bastard?" ”

Hua Ying was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly explained: "It's nothing, I'm just asking casually." ”

"Hehe, if you don't want to say it, forget it, I don't bother to get to the bottom of it."

Seeing that Hua Ying seemed to be deliberately concealing, the Qingyi Taoist then lost interest and took a nap again.

After a while, Hua Ying rummaged through the bookshelves for a long time, and after getting no results, she walked to the counter with a distressed face, leaned on it, and leaned forward to look at the Tsing Yi Taoist lying on the chair.

Seeing that the person seemed to be asleep, she hesitated for a moment, and then whispered with courage: "Senior, you are here. Is there any such thing?"

"Nope." The Qingyi Taoist should have heard it, and replied angrily.

Seeing that he gave an answer before he finished listening, Hua Ying did not give up, and continued to ask to herself:

"That's it. Spell cheats that bring the dead back to life."

Although her voice was small, the ears of the Tsing Yi Dao were sharper.

"What resurrection of the dead? You mean necrosomy? The little doll is young and doesn't learn well, how can she think about these crooked ways, does this way look like a person who can collect this kind of magic secret art? ”

"Ugh"

"You go to the drawer in the lower left corner of the cabinet on the right-hand side and look for ten low-grade spirit stones, and if you want them, put them on the table."

“.”

Wait, necro golem? What do I want this for?

After listening to the words of the green-shirted Taoist, Hua Ying couldn't cry or laugh for a moment.

What she wanted was the secret art of resurrecting the dead, not the magic of turning corpses into puppets.

However, having said that, after smiling bitterly, she still walked to the cabinet with a certain expectation and found the "Corpse Puppet Technique".

The books are very torn and smell of old decay, as if they have been contaminated with a lot of corpse gas.

She flipped through a few pages, looked at them hurriedly for a while, and was immediately lost.

This technique is really just a puppet technique, a secret technique of refining the corpse of a person into a corpse puppet after death, which is very different from the method of resurrection from the dead in the true sense.

To perform this "Corpse Puppet Technique", first of all, the corpse of the person being cast needs not to be said, and the person who is made into a corpse puppet does not have a soul, in the final analysis, it is still just a cold corpse, which cannot be called a resurrection technique at all.

With Hua Ying's temperament, how could she refine her master into a corpse puppet, not to mention, she can't find her master's body yet.

So for her, this method is useless.

Thinking of this, she shook her head with a little regret, and Hua Ying got up and walked to the counter with the copy of "Corpse Puppetry".

"Senior, I want this book, ten low-grade spirit stones, can it be cheaper?"

"Nope."

“.”

"Okay then, ten is ten."

Although Hua Ying is reluctant, she also knows that this price is not expensive, after all, it is a demonic forbidden technique, and if you put it outside, it is generally a priceless existence.

"Senior, when you open this store, why is the price of the goods so much cheaper than others? I see that the other shops in the city that test the spirit root are all a low-grade spirit stone once, why do you only need half a piece here."

The people of Tsing Yi Dao have never seen such a chattering person as Hua Ying, and they have to do business if they want to drive away customers, so they have to explain patiently:

"Half a spirit stone is a lot, it's just a fake spirit root ruler, other stores like to bully customers to pit more spirit stones, and this way doesn't need to do that kind of thing."

"Fake?"

"That's right, the Spirit Root Ruler is a tool used by the Immortal Cultivation Realm to measure the qualifications of monks, these shops in the Ancient Moon Immortal City only have imitation Spirit Root Rulers, and the measured qualifications will only show the attributes of the Spirit Root, and there is no clear value. The real spiritual root ruler is generally only in the hands of the immortal cultivation sect and the big family, if you want to know the full points of your spiritual root, you still need to worship those immortal families."

The Taoist in the green shirt spoke eloquently, and his words stopped, which surprised Hua Ying.

She had never heard of this kind of thing before, and she had read the "Miscellaneous Records of the Immortal Cultivation World" several times, and she had not seen any record of this in it.

Hua Ying really couldn't think of it, just testing a qualification attribute, there are so many doorways.

"Little doll, you don't seem to understand anything, come, this book is for you, two lower grade spirit stones."

The green-shirted Taoist looked at the white-haired girl with a surprised look on the opposite side with a smile, and as soon as his words fell, the green-shirted Taoist waved lightly and pulled out a book from the bookshelf in the distance.

(End of chapter)