Chapter 8: Trading for Change
After two lifetimes of Immortal Cultivation, Lu Chang'an has seen more than his fair share of heartlessness, and cultivators tend to be very realistic.
However, he did not want to see that Zhao Siyao, who had already entered the sect, was willing to go to the appointment after the teasing agreement two years ago.
"Well, there is still one year left."
Lu Changan mused. Considering his identity in this life, as the young master of the Nujiang Gang, he has been searching for immortality for two or three years, it is time to make a trip back to the secular world to make a conclusion.
It is always a good thing to make friends with people from the sects and have more connections.
In the Immortal Cultivation world, background is very important.
Clans are in the upper echelons of the Immortal Cultivation World, and they have more channels, so they can be one step ahead of the others when it comes to information about certain big changes in the Immortal Cultivation World.
...... Saying goodbye to Li Ergou, Lu Chang'an headed to the Mu family's Book Pavilion.
In the Book Pavilion, Lu Chang'an could only access basic Immortal Cultivation books.
Luckily, he wasn't looking for any secret immortal techniques.
To put it bluntly, even if it was the Mu Family's clan-suppressing techniques, Lu Chang'an wouldn't even look at them squarely.
He came to look for books on geography.
Lu Changan wanted to find out where this Immortal Cultivation World belonged to and whether it was the same world as his previous life.
Half an hour later.
Lu Chang'an walked out of the Book Pavilion with a pensive expression on his face.
"The Great Qing Cultivation Realm...... Liang State...... Chen State...... Fenghuang State...... "
There is very little information in the hidden book cabinet beyond the geography of the Liang Kingdom.
This cultivation realm is called "Great Green".
It is a vast area with hundreds of countries.
Not every country has a spiritual vein of the third level or higher, and some of the smaller countries have backward immortal cultivation civilizations, with the JieDan stage being the ceiling.
All medium and large countries have 4th level spiritual veins, which can be used for cultivation at the YuanYing stage.
The Liang Country, where he lives, can only be considered as a medium-sized country. The strongest force is called "Leaving Fire Palace", which is dominated by YuanYing stage True Lords.
Below the Leaving Fire Palace, there are four major sects, each of which has a number of real people at the JieDan stage.
Golden Cloud Valley is one of them.
Right after that, there are the seven great Immortal Cultivation Families, the strongest group of Immortal Cultivation Families in Liang.
Each of the seven great families has a long heritage, with at least one False Dan real person and many at the Foundation Establishment stage.
They are more than ten times stronger than the Fei Yue Lake Mu Family.
"One palace, four clans, seven families......"
Lu Chang'an roughly summarized the pattern of Liang's Immortal Cultivation world.
The Mu Family he was in was considered a power at the bottom of the Immortal Cultivation World, only a little stronger than the casual cultivators and Qi Refining Stage Families.
"Is this realm of Daqing in the same era as the 'Heaven Honoring Continent' in the previous life?"
Lu Chang'an couldn't be sure.
In his previous life, he had cultivated to the JieDan stage before realizing that the vast realm he was in, named "Da Kun", was just a remote part of the Heaven Honoring Continent.
Rumor has it that in the truly prosperous Earth Realm of the Heaven Honoring Continent, there exists a fifth-order spirit vein, which theoretically has the chance to give birth to a God Transformation Stage.
......
A few months later.
Lu Chang'an opened his eyes from meditating, the Evergreen Mana in his body was progressing gently.
"Without the aid of elixirs, with this progress, I'm afraid it will take three or four years for me to advance to the third level of qi cultivation."
This is not even counting the bottleneck.
Lu Chang'an was a heavy cultivator after all, and could ignore bottlenecks in the Qi Refining Stage.
The Ancient Wood Evergreen Technique needs to draw on the qi of the ages, and has the effect of prolonging life, so Lu Changan understands the slowness of its cultivation.
"The world of Immortal Cultivation is unpredictable and the world is unpredictable, and my cultivation speed is slow, so I have to get some means to protect the path."
Lu Chang'an knew how to think of danger in times of peace.
Don't look at the current cultivation peace and quiet.
The next moment, the Mu Family will face a catastrophe.
Lu Chang'an had experienced such a thing in his previous life.
In terms of means of protection, Lu Changan, as a martial arts master, could increase his survivability.
"Martial Dao Patriarchs need to get close in order to threaten the Qi Refining Stage, which is a limitation."
Lu Chang'an pondered.
"Might as well practice a handful of concealed weapons?"
Last time when he killed the Zheng Clan's third level of Qi Refining, the Heavenly Flick Finger that he performed could be used in conjunction with a concealed weapon.
Concealed weapons, paired with the poison of the Immortal Cultivation World, might have a surprising effect.
Of course, the true means of protecting the Dao still has to rely on the Immortal Dao.
"It seems that it is necessary to revert to the old ways of the previous two lives."
Lu Chang'an would smile.
In his first life, he was a talisman master with excellent skills.
In his second life, he spent hundreds of years and became a third-ranked talisman master.
Talismans are a good choice for both protecting the path and earning spirit stones.
After determining his thoughts, Lu Chang'an had to prepare the materials and tools for drawing talismans.
I thought it would be more troublesome to buy the materials.
Soon after, I found out from Li Ergou that Fei Yue Villa organizes a small trade fair for the clan in the middle of every month.
The venue of the fair is located in the September Building of the Villa.
......
Seven days later, the moon was full.
Lu Chang'an and Li Ergou arrived at the Nine Moons Building.
The September Building was built on a stream, with ancient colors, pavilions and water pavilions, quiet and elegant. On each pavilion platform, there are Mu family members setting up stalls, trading goods placed on stone tables.
There are not many people, plus the stall holders are only a few dozen. Some of them are not cultivators, but are direct descendants of the immortal cultivators in the clan.
After all, there are only a hundred or so cultivators in the entire Mu Clan.
Lu Chang'an strolled through a few pavilions.
Not only did the stallholders sell items, they would also ask for some Immortal Cultivation resources.
Two or three of the stalls had talisman paper, vermillion sand, and talisman pens for sale.
However, the quality was poorer than Lu Chang'an expected, and they were so scattered that none of them could provide the full set of requirements.
"Let's sell some spirit stones first."
Lu Changan found an empty pavilion platform and took out the poor quality magic weapon and a Wind Walking Talisman from the last time he beheaded a Zheng Clan cultivator and sold them.
"Brother Lu, how are you going to sell your magic weapon? If the spirit stones are not enough, I will lend you some."
Li Er Dog's face changed.
"No need, I have my own plans."
An inferior magic weapon means little to Lu Chang'an.
It would be better to realize the spirit stones and earn money through talisman art to increase the means of protecting the path.
Lu Chang'an is considered a new face.
Some members of the Mu Clan were curious and went to his booth to have a look, but most of them weren't interested and just asked questions.
After waiting for a long time, he finally met a sincere buyer.
"How can I sell this magic weapon iron sword?" The man who spoke was a dried up old man, over 60 years old, with a cultivation of the third level of Qi refining.
Lu Changan quoted, "Forty spirit stones."
"Too expensive! An ordinary lower-grade magic weapon only sells for fifty or sixty spirit stones. This inferior item of yours is easily damaged by fighting for too long......"
The old man frowned tightly, picking up thorns.
Lu Chang'an smiled, not just wanting to cut the price?
"You are talking about the worst inferior magic weapon, this magic weapon of mine is slightly repaired, not much worse than that kind."
"If you buy it sincerely, a single price of thirty-five lower-grade spirit stones, with a lower-grade windwalking talisman attached."
Lu Chang'an was too lazy to talk too much and directly gave a price slightly below the market.
The old man's eyes flickered as he tried to cut the price a bit more.
Lu Changan didn't even care.
"That's all, let's deal at this price."
The old man smiled sarcastically.
Just like that, Lu Changan sold the loot from last time as a package and got thirty-five Spirit Stones.
With the spirit stones in hand, Lu Changan was ready to buy a set of talisman drawing materials.
"Big Brother Lu wants to buy talisman drawing materials? Why don't you look for Big Miss Mu Xiu Yun."
Li Ergou made a suggestion, his eyes darting to the pavilion platform not far away.
"You mean, the Mu family's daughter?"
Lu Chang'an follows his gaze.
On that water pavilion platform, there were two beauties who had just set up their stalls.
One of them was Mu Xiu Yun.
Under the bright moonlight, the girl's skin was as bright as snow, and she was as gentle as jade; she wore a skirt that reached her feet, and the train of her green silk moved with the wind, as if it were a light cloud coming out of the mountain.
"Missy is a first-order talisman master."
Li Ergou didn't dare to look at her, hiding his astonished expression.
"A first-order talisman master? It should be able to fulfill my full set of requirements."
Lu Chang'an was calm and composed as he walked towards Mu Xiu Yun's stall.
Li Ergou followed closely behind, his heartbeat accelerating as he secretly thought, "Worthy of being a big brother, he is not at all weak in the face of a big miss."
Seeing Lu Chang'an and the two of them coming over.
Mu Xiu Yun nodded slightly, signaling them to see for themselves.
On the contrary, beside her, a red-skirted young girl was surprised to see the two of them.
Lu Chang'an did not move as he scanned the stalls and secretly nodded his head.
As expected of an entry-level talisman master, there were talisman paper, talisman pens, and vermillion sand of good quality, meeting his complete set of needs.
"How do you sell this talisman pen?"
Lu Chang'an picked up an ink-green colored talisman pen.
"This is the lower-grade magic artifact Green Record Talisman Pen, sold for seventy spirit stones."
The voice of a young girl, as clear and pleasant as a spring, came out.
"And this one?"
Lu Chang'an replaced it with a black, yellowed, and somewhat mottled talisman pen.
"This...... badly worn black hair talisman pen is sold for twenty spirit stones. It should be noted that it will be completely obsolete after drawing up to a hundred more talismans."
Looking at the talisman pen, Mu Xiu Yun hesitated slightly, with a hint of reluctance in her eyes. "I'll buy it."
Lu Changan could see that this talisman pen was not bad and the other party's offer was reasonable.
"Another vial of Spirit Blood Cinnabar and twenty pieces of first-order talisman paper."
"What's the price of first rank fine talisman paper? Oh, give me three."
Lu Changan bought all the materials for drawing talismans in one breath.
Because of his limited funds, he bought a relatively small amount of each item.
"Cheng Hui forty spirit stones and thirty taels of spirit sand. I'll charge you forty."
Mu Xiu Yun smiled.
"Huh! I only have thirty-five spirit stones? How about a deal at this price?"
Lu Chang'an said cheekily.
In fact, Mu Xiu Yun's offer was considered fair.
He tried to make a small cut.
If he can't, he can just return a few talismans, there's nothing to lose.
Upon hearing this, the red-skirted girl beside Mu Xiu Yun snickered:
"Kid! You're afraid you don't know the rules... Sister Xiu Yun's stall doesn't bargain!"
The red-skirted girl was quite pretty, with white skin and long legs, a delicate melon face, eyebrows like thin willows, and almond eyes with plump lips.
Li Ergou's thin skin, embarrassed, "Brother Lu, forget it! I'll lend you a few spirit stones......"
"You, are Lu Changan?"
Suddenly, Mu Xiu Yun's starry eyes turned, and her gaze settled on Lu Changan, her expression uncertain.
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