Chapter 33: The White Horse Passes Through the Gap

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Spirit Beast Mountain, located in the north of the Demon Beast Mountain Range, is a small sect that cannot be ranked in the top ten in the entire Hanzhou, there are only two Jiedan elders in the gate, and there are only more than 1,000 people in the whole sect.

However, although the sect is small, it does not lose the immortal style, and the twelve peaks in the north of the mountain range, the Spirit Beast Mountain occupies the highest three of them.

Longshou Peak, Lingyun Peak, Qinglian Peak.

The three peaks are all thousands of feet high, majestic and majestic, even if they are placed in the entire Jin Kingdom, they are also one of the best sects, if it were not for the spiritual veins on the mountain, the spiritual energy contained in them would have been occupied by those big sects.

In particular, the main peak Longshou Peak, is more than 2,000 zhang high, stacked with mountains, thousands of walls stand, poke the sky into the clouds. Under the sunset molten gold, the sea of clouds on the top of the mountain is churning, and the pines and cypresses in the mountains are verdant. The majestic hall, the flying beam painting building, the white jade railing, the bluestone mountain road, are hidden between the mountains and rivers, and it is not quiet.

And more than eighty percent of the disciples of Spirit Beast Mountain live on the main peak. Qinglian Peak has the most beautiful scenery, it is said to be the residence of the elder of the sect, and it is classified as a forbidden place by the head of the sect, and ordinary disciples are strictly forbidden to step in.

As for Ling Yunfeng, he was inhabited by some low-status miscellaneous disciples, who were often not included in the official door wall, and most of them were some waste spirit root cultivators who couldn't even break through the fifth layer of qi refining.

In addition, there are still a lot of vacant places on Lingyun Peak, and it is a waste to have them in vain, so I don't know when it started, the sect began to acquiesce in the excavation of these places into caves and lease them to those scattered cultivators near the mountain range.

Most of these casual cultivators can't join the sect because of their qualifications and age, and it is difficult to find a place with sufficient spiritual energy to cultivate in Hanzhou, which lacks resources, and Ling Yunfeng's spiritual veins are obviously very attractive, even if the cost of at least five spirit stones a year is not a small amount for them, there are still many casual cultivators who are eager to do so.

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In front of a cave on the mountainside of Lingyun Peak, a white-clothed figure stood in the sunset, slightly thin, but it was a young man who looked to be around twenty years old, with delicate eyebrows and eyes, and an indifferent temperament.

The scattered cultivators who went up the mountain from the bluestone road around saw this person and greeted him warmly, and most of the time the young man in white just smiled slightly and nodded, and these people were not annoyed, and left with a smile.

After two incense sticks, the young man in white looked up at the sky, followed the bluestone mountain road, and went down the mountain.

There is a vacant land in front of the gate of Lingyun Peak Mountain, which is a hill that has been flattened by the foundation of the Spirit Beast Mountain's several foundation builders with divine powers, which is specially used by the monks on this peak for trading.

At this moment, even though it was sunset, there were still hundreds of monks in the open space, which seemed quite lively.

A handsome-looking young monk stood in front of the mountain gate, looking around anxiously, as if waiting for someone.

As soon as the figure of the young man in white appeared in front of the clearing, the young monk's eyes immediately lit up, and he hurriedly took a few steps to meet him, and grabbed the hand of the young man in white, his face full of excitement.

"Brother Fang, you are here. You don't know how long I've been waiting here, and I almost thought that you really handed over this batch of trapping talismans to Huang Laosan and them, in that case, my eldest brother will have to kill me when I go back. ”

The young man in white was Fang Nan, and when he heard this, he glanced at the other party, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, but he didn't say anything.

At this time, the aura on his body was condensed, and his power was faint, and he had clearly reached the realm of the sixth layer of qi refining, and among the surrounding scattered cultivators with low cultivation, he could be said to stand out from the crowd.

Since he rented a cave mansion in Spirit Beast Mountain three years ago, he spent almost half of his time cultivating, retreating for many years, and not coming out of the valley, until he was stuck in the bottleneck of the seventh layer of qi refining half a year ago and could not advance an inch, so he reduced the intensity of his cultivation and began to appear frequently outside the cave mansion.

That time, Fang Nan burned incense and bathed his clothes, tied his hair and cleaned the dust, and when he paid attention to his appearance again, he found that time was like a flying arrow, and he looked much more mature than three years ago, and there was no childishness between his eyebrows and eyes, and he had become a young man.

After the old man in Mai broke part of his Heavenly Spirit Root prohibition, Fang Nan no longer needed to improve his cultivation at the cost of sacrificing his soul power, but in this way, he also entered the realm slowly, and it took half a year to advance to the next level, which could not be compared to breaking two realms in a day in a row when he was in the inn.

After a private comparison, Fang Nan probably knew that his current cultivation speed was only about the same as that of an ordinary Four Spirit Root cultivators, even if it was placed in a small sect like Spirit Beast Mountain, it was still the existence at the bottom.

There were quite a lot of spirit stones obtained from Fu Jian before, which were as big as a thousand, but in the first two years, Fang Nan did not hesitate to refine the Qi Refining Period Pill, he had already spent seventy-seven eighty-eight, and now he was able to continue cultivating, thanks to a large number of low-level spirit runes in Fu Jian's storage bag.

For these low-level casual cultivators and miscellaneous disciples of Spirit Beast Mountain on Lingyun Peak, often a medium-grade spiritual weapon is enough to bankrupt their families, and even worse ones can have a low-grade spiritual weapon with good spirituality, which is already regarded as a treasure. And in this case, low-level spirit runes, which are not expensive, but can add a lot of color to their strength, have immediately become a sought-after item for casual cultivators.

And Fang Nan, who had thousands of low-level spirit runes, became a popular figure in this low-level monk circle for a while, at the beginning, Fang Nan personally came to sell them, and after he became famous, it was those monks who set up stalls who came to the door themselves, and the competition was quite fierce.

However, in order to avoid suspicion that the number was too large, Fang Nan announced to the public half a year ago that he could make talismans, but his ability was limited, he could only make low-level spirit runes, and he could only produce about ten talismans per month.

In this way, not only will it not provoke the official disciples on the main peak of the Spirit Beast Mountain, but it will make these low-level scattered cultivators more active, and often when there are still four or five days before the end of the month, there will be people waiting for him not far from his cave mansion.

After all, most of the ordinary low-level spirit runes are fireball runes, and the ice thorn runes are just small magic spells of the monks, but among the low-level spirit runes that Fang Nan got from Fu Jian, there is no shortage of ground trapping runes, wind shield runes, these relatively rare varieties, really talk about the actual combat value, compared to some middle-level spirit runes, it is not much better.

The young monk in front of him is named Long Tao, since he came to the door to find Shang Nan half a month ago, he has become a big buyer of talismans, compared to the rest of the monks, Fang Nan saw that this person has a warm temperament and is easy to get along with, so he gave him most of the spirit talismans, and in the past six months, the other party has also changed hands and made a lot of money.

Among the spirit runes that Fang Nan plans to shoot this month, there are five trapping talismans that have not been released for a long time, and the rumors have already been heard, so there are a lot more monks squatting in front of Fang Nan's Cave Mansion this month, and this Long Tao is probably afraid that the duck in his hand will fly, so he will be so anxious.