Lin Yuan has also experienced hard times, and he knows what kind of life it is like to be a casual cultivator, but he doesn't know it completely. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

At this time, the grievance meeting began, and he listened for a while before he realized that there were two types of casual practice. They belong to the kind of people who live a more difficult life.

This topic was provoked by Wu Bing again, she had heard Lu Yuanzhi talk about Guan Qi's family before, saying that Guan Qi had accumulated some spirit stones in his family when his cultivation had not yet started. At that time, the Guan family was only a mortal family, and the scale was not particularly large, but the group of loose cultivators in front of them seemed to be inferior to mortals.

Kang Yun smiled bitterly when he heard this, "There are indeed some monks who operate industries in the mortal world and earn money to buy spirit stones. However, we are different, if we have too much contact with mortals, it will affect the progress of cultivation. After all, most of the towns don't have any aura. ”

The Spiritual Water Loose Cultivator is a non-contactist, and basically does not act as an uncle in front of people. If it weren't for the strange things that happened in Cyclamen Town, Lin Yuan's life in a town like Lin Yuan, the two points and one line of the mountain gate, would never have intersected with Kang Yun.

There are a lot of such casual cultivators, and they firmly believe that as long as they concentrate on cultivation, there will always be a day when Heaven will reward their diligence. I'm afraid that I'm afraid that I'll wait for an opportunity, but I don't have the ability to seize it.

Now there are more people in the congregation, and there are more children. This group of children's parents got together to settle an account, and if they wanted their children to have an acceptable cultivation speed, they had to come up with at least five spirit stones every year. With the addition of the talisman and some wound medicine used on weekdays, you need to earn at least ten spirit stones a year.

"We used to hunt spirits in the mountains and look for spirit grass, and we just managed to earn this amount. I can't save spirit stones at all. ”

Wu Bing was a little shocked when he heard this. She secretly touched her storage bag, although there were no good things in it, but the pills and spirit stones distributed by the sect were still worth three or five hundred.

Lin Yuan noticed her strange appearance, and hurriedly glanced at her, telling her not to do much. There are too many poor people in this world to help.

The rain stopped and work began. The mountain road was muddy and difficult to walk, and the group simply used a light wind boat to walk. Although it is a little difficult to see the road clearly while sitting on the fairy boat, it is a little difficult to distinguish the position of the array eye, and the efficiency is a little low, but it is better to be safe.

Wu Bing summoned his flying sedan chair and followed behind the light wind boat. Kang Yun asked curiously as he was walking, "This Miss Wu's flying magic weapon was distributed by you?"

"Well, sort of. Lin Yuan was busy looking for his way in the dark night, and won casually.

Li Xiaoshan, who was accompanying him, was a little envious when he heard this, "It's good to have a rich sect, it's not like we have such a hard time." He said this sourly, Kang Yun glared at him, telling him to work less nonsense and more, and it was important to find the formation eye.

A few casual cultivators searched around the mountain peak on the light wind boat, and finally drew a few possible locations. Wu Bing learned to be obedient this time, and sat directly on the sedan chair to use the moving mountain wood, so as not to stumble and slide down. She really likes this flying sedan chair very much, "It's a pity that my senior brother just borrowed it from me, so I have to find a way to get him to give it to me!"

Once again, the moving mountain trees turned into mud and flowed in other directions on their own, revealing the spiritual objects of the array eyes.

However, unlike the previous times, as soon as the spiritual object appeared this time, Lin Yuan sprinkled a thunder net, and then called out the clouded leopard. In the middle of the hole, buried was a tattered coffin, the lid of which had been completely rusted away. A living corpse sitting in it meditating and cultivating is a cultivator corpse. Similar to resentful spirits and blood demons, they are evil things that are transformed by dead evil cultivators and rebuilt after death.

Thundernet Gold is very easy to use for this thing, provided that it can be covered. This cultivator corpse came to life as soon as it touched the outside air, and its body moved directly to the two loose cultivators. He made a smile on his dislocated chin, and then with a ghostly scream, he plunged his arm into the chest cavity of the two men, shattering their hearts directly.

The clouded leopard is naturally not afraid of this cultivation corpse, both sides are creatures that rely on their physical abilities to fight, and the clouded leopard is born as a spirit, and it is obviously stronger than a chip. The cultivator corpse was knocked down with a single impact, and then two thunder nets attacked left and right to restrain it and burned it to ashes.

"The man died. Kang Yun sniffed the two of them, "How can I tell their families......

Lin Yuan blamed himself a little for this, if he could use this thunder net golden needle more proficiently, he would not have the next trouble.

Kang Yun naturally didn't blame him for this, and comforted: "None of us would have imagined that there would be such a thing in the array of spiritual objects. Indeed, the cultivator corpse has an aura, and as long as it is not dug up, it will always be cultivated underground......"

In the past few days, Lin Yuan has also seen this large pile of so-called spiritual objects dug up, most of which are worthless low-level magic weapons, or fragments of high-level magic weapons. Although the people of the Spiritual Water Retreat regarded these things as treasures and valued their practical value, they ignored a problem.

If the hidden mountain peak was really the treasure of the rich immortal family's predecessors, then could the Array Eye Spirit Creature really be so shabby? It was as if it had been turned out of a pile of rags. Or to put it another way, as if it was bought from the battlefield of the monks......

Lin Yuan had this idea before, but it was just a brain hole that appeared after seeing the broken magic weapon. Now that even the corpses have come out of the list of array eye spiritual objects, it seems that there is really something wrong.

He didn't tell Kang Yun this, after all, the Scattered Cultivator had just died two people, and they were grieving, so it was not suitable to tell the bad news.

That's the end of today's work due to an accident. Qingfeng Zhou and the flying sedan chair returned to the mountain gate, the two of them were in a heavy mood, and they planned to lie in bed for a good rest for a day, but they had just slept until noon, and a new trouble appeared.

The brothers and sisters of the Kite family, who were away from home, returned to the mountain gate with their injuries. The person who attacked them was Yan Kangmen's old friend, Luo Jianning of the Little Sword Sect.

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Kite Qingkong and Kite Qingchen did not leave Xishan Town after solving the problem of the spirit magpie, but continued to harass the golden-winged magpie that was trained in the Shengfang's house.

After a few days, the bird was already willing to eat, and it did not have the nocturnal strange cry of the green and yellow birds before. This alone is worthy of nobility.

The brother and sister named it the girl because it was a female. It's just that it doesn't recognize the name, and it doesn't squeak no matter how it is called. According to the strategy given by the Peacock Fairy, the brother and sister began to play wheel warfare with it, poking it twice with a branch every once in a while to prevent it from sleeping.

This method is a bit cruel, and the golden-winged magpie is boiled to stand in the cage drooling, and his eyes are glazed. I can't stand it anymore in the morning, but I still have to follow the routine honestly.

Just when everything was going well, some casual retreats came to the town. It is said that he visited the Taoist friends who were in addition to the birds. (To be continued.) )