But how can I build a foundation for myself? Ning Mu was confused.

He suddenly missed Elder Fang very much, only Elder Fang, who had cultivated to a super high level before, would have a home remedies that others didn't understand.

And the one who has the most experience at the moment is Xu Shiyu, but listening to his tone, Ning Mu really didn't dare to risk such a little chance and make a mistake with him.

You must know that Xu Shiyu is not a good man and a woman, if he knows that Ning Mu is not a talented person at all, he is just a mortal who has obtained some great opportunities.

Ning Mu was sure that Xu Shiyu would never let him go, 100% murder and treasure!

As for the previous promises or anything, they didn't work at all.

But how can we build a foundation for ourselves? Ning Mu pondered bitterly.

"One spirit corresponds to one level, and if you want to build a foundation, you have to have a second spirit. He muttered to himself for a moment, but sighed faintly.

For it is simply impossible for a person to have a spirit.

"That's right. Ning Mu suddenly thought of something, and his mind swept over the demon cultivation method into the storage ring.

This is the exercise obtained by taking the opportunity of the black bucket hat, and it is also Ning Mu's only magic cultivation method.

He thought that maybe these side doors had a different perspective and could build a foundation without a spirit.

Ning Mu looked around for a moment and walked towards the nearby inn.

You have to find a relatively hidden place to study the Demon Cultivation Technique.

Arriving at the inn, Ning Mu remembered that there were no spirit stones to trade here, but fortunately, there were more than ten lower-grade spirit stones left in his storage ring, so he asked the price.

Seeing the visitor, Xiao Er, who was dozing off, woke up suddenly, but said with low interest: "The inn here is a low-grade spirit stone for a year, and there is no need to charge a deposit." If the hero wants to live well, we still have a VIP suite with ten spirit stones a year. ”

"Oh?" Ning Mu groaned for a while, suddenly gave up his plan to rent a room, and walked out of the inn.

He thought that there was no need to rent a house at all, and that it was better to find a hidden place to study magic tricks.

Thinking like this, Ning Mu walked in the direction of Qian Zhuang.

"This big brother!" But as soon as he stepped out of the inn, a young student with a raw face suddenly greeted him very familiarly.

Ning Mu frowned and stopped.

Xiao Sheng didn't see it at all, with a flattering look, grinning, and asked with a smile: "This senior, do you want to rent a house?"

Stretching out his hand not to hit the smiling man, Ning Mu didn't lose his temper, but responded to him lightly: "No need, I have a place to live!"

"Oh, this senior, you don't know how cheap our inn is, it only takes a hundred days of spirit grass for a month!" Ning Mu was about to leave, and the little student suddenly clapped his hands and said excitedly.

Ning Mu's brows furrowed again, this little student lowered his head and laughed awkwardly a few times, and immediately got out of the way.

He shook his head and strode away.

There is no free lunch in the world, and even if Ning Mu really wants to rent a house, he will not choose the place introduced by this little student.

After a while, Ning Mu approached a money village.

There are people coming and going here, and there are long queues.

And the cultivation of the guards here surprised Ning Mu, and all of them built the strength of the fifth layer.

There were about 20 or so of them.

In addition, there are three team leaders who Ning Mu can't see through the cultivation, and there is no doubt that they should be the cultivation of the Jindan period.

is just a money bank, and the strength of this money bank is comparable to the power of a Yan family.

And such a money village, Ning Mu has seen more than three times along the way.

Not to mention anywhere else, or a bigger bank.

It can be seen that the spirit of the earth in this eighth state.

After waiting in line for about half an hour, Ning Mu approached the front desk.

Therefore, he planned to exchange this million Heavenly Spirit Grass multiple times, so that it was relatively safe.

However, in front of him was a monk who had built a sixth-layer foundation, and he directly exchanged five million spirit stones of the Heavenly Spirit Grass at once.

Not to mention, the person who had just left had directly exchanged for 10 million spirit stones of the Heavenly Spirit Grass!

And he, this million Heavenly Spirit Grass, really doesn't seem to be a big deal......

Fortunately, although the exchange price here is relatively high, 10,000 Heavenly Spirit Grass can only be exchanged for a lower-grade spirit stone.

But for the real cost-effective ratio, the spirit stone greatly reduces the time spent on cultivation, and only makes money and does not lose.

Ning Mu exchanged a hundred lower-grade spirit stones at once.

Out of the bank, he suddenly felt a little crying and laughing, muttered, "It seems that it is time to become the poor boy at the beginning." ”

After looking around, Ning Mu immediately left the city, and soon, he arrived at the place of the Demon Ridge in the border city.

However, what made Ning Mu a little puzzled was that there was actually a pass at this Demon Ridge.

As far as I could see, the long queue of the brigade, Ning Mu was a little speechless.

After waiting in line for another half an hour, Ning Mu unexpectedly purchased a pass token and walked into a city.

Tokens are very expensive, and they can only be purchased for twenty lower-grade spirit stones.

When he looked up, the scene inside the city was a mess, with discarded weapons, clothing, and excrement piled up.

Occasionally, one or two unranked demon beasts can be seen running through the grass.

There were quite a few monks, in groups of three or five, or in large groups, and even got a plaque to find a team.

"This brother. Ning Mu only stood for a moment, and immediately a monk with a faced face came over with a kind face.

Ning Mu looked over.

It was a young man dressed in gorgeous clothes, a little bookish, holding a paper fan in his hand, and looking personable.

Repair is three floors in the foundation.

"This brother, you are also here to hunt for treasures in the Demon Ridge, why don't you team up with us?" The young man leaned over at the same time, and as soon as the words fell, three people came behind him.

It was an older man, a woman of seventeen or eighteen, and a woman who looked to be sixty or seventy.

Among them, the man, with a horse's face, dressed in black, with a straight back, looked cold.

Repair is on the first floor of the foundation.

The seventeen or eighteen-year-old woman was fresh and beautiful, looking like a girl next door.

Repair is on the first floor of the foundation.

The old lady was on crutches, lying on her back, her face was pale, and she coughed a few times from time to time, looking terminally ill.

It was repaired on the tenth floor of the foundation.

The girl is very close to the old lady, and there should be some certain relationship.

In this regard, Ning Mu raised his eyebrows, these people are looking for a person whose cultivation is relatively weak, and at first glance he is a person with little experience......

In addition, one of them was a monk who was much more advanced than the others.

The leader is the same, unlike other squads, he is not the highest level of cultivation.

This is clearly not up to the criteria for teaming.

And while Ning Mu was looking at the three of them, the three of them were also looking at him.

"Tsk, Zuo Lengyuan, your taste makes me really can't say anything good, just accept a sick old lady who is seventy or eighty, and you are going to accept a beggar with low cultivation?"

The horse-faced man sneered and fanned the wind on his nose with his hand, and suddenly spoke, behaving like an elderly woman.

The Zuo Lengyuan in his mouth is a young man in Huayi.

In this regard, the young man in Huayi only smiled and did not help Ning Mu speak.

And Ning Mu didn't want to form a team, he studied the magic trick, and he had to go back to find Fang Weiwei.

But the horse-faced man was so arrogant that he decided to get his hands on him and delve into the magic tricks again.

And what Zuo Leng Yuan is is not a good thing, as if Ning Mu, a tenth-level cultivator of condensation, will inevitably accept his invitation.

Such a team, even if they get out, will go to harm others, why don't you just do a good job? Ning Mu thought so.