Chapter 635 Five Medium-Quality Spiritual Stones (Subscription Request)

Wu Tao stood on the Canglang Boat, retracted his mind, and then controlled the Canglang Boat to descend.

He landed on the ground, outside a wilderness. As soon as he landed, a monster's roar sounded below, and the roar was to drive Wu Tao away.

Because Wu Tao occupied the territory of this monster.

Wu Tao's mind moved, and he landed on the monster, and said to himself: "A second-level high-level monster dares to shout in front of me."

As he said this, Wu Tao's soul shock landed in the mind of the second-level high-level monster, and instantly annihilated the demon soul of the second-level high-level monster.

Then his mind turned, and he put the second-level high-level monster into the storage bag.

"This place is five thousand miles away from Wuling Xiuxian City."

Five thousand miles is just a moment for Wu Tao to reach.

"Since we are in Wuquan Territory, let's go to the sect of Wuquan Mountain to see if there are any immortal cultivators stationed there. By the way, we can take the flying boat there to Lingxu Immortal Gate, which will be faster."

Thinking of this, Wu Tao took off again and flew towards the outer city of Wuquan Mountain Xiuxian City, Wuling Xiuxian City.

The further he flew towards the outer city of Wuquan Mountain Xiuxian City, the more Wu Tao felt memories coming.

At that time, he had just arrived in the Xiuxian world and was mining in the mine of Qingling Sect. His spirit stones were swallowed by Manager Wang, and he was possessed by evil spirits, so he had no choice but to come to the outer city of Wuquan Mountain Xiuxian City.

This is his starting point in the Xiuxian world, carrying a lot of his memories.

At the beginning, he lived in fear, with no tomorrow, but now, he is already a Jindan middle-stage immortal cultivator.

"In the blink of an eye, sixty years have passed."

If he were in the mortal world of his previous life, he would be 85 years old now, already an old man, and he might not even live to be 85 years old, but now, his face is still that of a 20-year-old.

And he can live another 800 years.

When he breaks through the Nascent Soul Realm, he can live even longer.

Recalling the past in his mind, the familiar people in his memories also flashed in Wu Tao's mind one after another, such as Zhang Li, his next-door neighbor when he lived in Xinde Lane in the outer city of Wuquan Mountain Xiuxian City.

But since he entered the inner city, he has never seen Zhang Li again.

"The Xiuxian world is so cruel, perhaps Fellow Daoist Zhang, has already..."

Wu Tao sighed and had to admit the fact that Zhang Li was only in the initial stage of Qi Refining, not even in the middle stage of Qi Refining, and had experienced various wars, so the probability of surviving was really small.

"There are also Han Tiezhu, Uncle Han and Sister Han Mingxiu. Wuquan Mountain and the Ghost Dao Sect had a big battle, and I haven't seen them since."

Thinking like this, Wu Tao was only 500 miles away from the outer city.

At this 500 miles, Wu Tao had seen many casual cultivators adventuring in the wild. These casual cultivators specialized in hunting wild monsters or picking wild spiritual medicines.

Gu Mingsheng was a casual cultivator adventurer. He stopped adventuring in the wild after losing an arm and stayed in the city.

Because of himself, he was later taken to Lingxu Xiuxian City and lived a good life.

Looking at these casual cultivator adventurers in the wild, Wu Tao recalled the past, thinking of the bitterness and sweetness, and remembered that he had hunted many monsters in the wild before. The first time he went out to brush the boss in the wild was a snake that was not even a monster.

Seeing that the outer city of Xiuxian City was right in front of him, Wu Tao didn't want to make a big fuss, so he put away the Canglang Boat under his feet, concealed the golden elixir aura on his body, lifted himself up with magic power, and flew to the outer city.

When he was 100 miles away from the outer city, Wu Tao saw five or six casual cultivators besieging a first-level intermediate monster beast, both men and women. The first-level intermediate monster beast was very ferocious and had injured three or four people, leaving only two people struggling to hold on.

Seeing this scene, Wu Tao stretched out his hand and a ray of magic light shot out from his fingertips and landed on the head of the first-level intermediate monster beast, instantly piercing the head of the intermediate monster beast, and fell to the ground and died.

The two casual cultivators who were still struggling to hold on saw this scene, looked back, and saw Wu Tao floating in the air.

Being able to lift himself up so easily with his magic power, even if he is not in the late stage of Qi Refining, he is also a foundation-building cultivator. The two casual cultivators immediately bowed and said, "Hello, senior. Thank you for your help."

"No need to be polite, you guys pack up!" Wu Tao waved his hand and turned into a stream of light, continuing to fly towards the outer city.

Approaching the outer city gate, Wu Tao landed and strode towards the outer city gate. He took a step of more than ten meters and soon arrived at the outer city gate.

Arriving at the outer city gate, he found that the cultivators of the patrol team were checking the identity certificates, and all the casual cultivators were queuing up to enter.

Wu Tao remembered the days when he lived in the outer city before, so he followed them to queue up.

Soon it was Wu Tao's turn. His mind fell into the storage bag, and he took out the long-sealed Wuquan Mountain Xiuxian City Outer City identity certificate and showed it to the patrol team for inspection.

The immortal cultivator from the patrol team was stunned when he saw it, and said, "Fellow Daoist, this identity certificate is wrong. What we are applying for now is the identity certificate of Lingxu Xianmen."

Wu Tao suddenly realized that there was no Wuquan Mountain anymore, and the entire Xianyuan Realm was unified by Lingxu Xianmen, so the identity certificate of Wuquan Xiuxian City was also invalid.

In order not to arouse suspicion, Wu Tao's mind moved and entered the mind of the Qi Refining Immortal Cultivator. After a little guidance, the other party immediately nodded in a daze and said, "Okay, fellow Daoist, you can enter."

Wu Tao put away the identity certificate and strode into the outer city.

...

Xinde Lane.

On the dim and narrow street, an old figure was walking with a rice bag on his back. He took a deep breath after walking a few steps. After a few minutes, he finally walked to his door and was about to open it.

The door next to him opened at this time, and a middle-aged casual cultivator walked out. Seeing the old woman next door, he greeted her: "Old lady Zhang, did you go to the market to buy rice?"

Zhang Li looked at the other party, just nodded, without saying anything, opened the door and entered the house.

The middle-aged casual cultivator saw that Zhang Li did not answer, laughed, and left directly.

He has lived in Xinde Lane for more than ten years, and has lived next to the old woman named Zhang Li for more than ten years. It is said that the old woman named Zhang Li has lived in Xinde Lane for a lifetime and has never left.

She used to do that kind of business in Mule and Horse Street. Later, she was driven out because she was old and ugly. After being driven out, she made a living in her own house.

The price is getting lower and lower. Those young casual cultivators are very disgusted and do not come to do business with her. Only those old casual cultivators will come to do her business, commonly known as Lao Tou Le.

But after leaving the house, they all shook their heads and said something like "too dry".

Later, someone who ate a free meal came and didn't give the spirit stones. He also beat the old woman Zhang and injured her severely. She was left with a hidden disease and her health was getting worse and worse.

Later, she couldn't even do this kind of business. She couldn't move, her waist was not good, she couldn't stand for long, her mouth was not smooth, her tongue was not flexible, and even the elderly casual cultivators didn't come.

After two years of not doing business, an abandoned baby girl was thrown in Xinde Lane. Xinde Lane was full of poor casual cultivators, but no one was willing to take in the baby girl. But what was unexpected was that the old woman Zhang actually took in the baby girl.

She raised the baby girl for 12 years. Now the baby girl is 17 years old and has the cultivation level of the first level of Qi Refining. I don't know what she does for a living, but it's not a good business anyway.

She didn't care about the old woman Zhang and didn't care whether she lived or died.

Old lady Zhang had saved some money from her business, but she spent all her money to raise the baby girl and provide her with cultivation resources. Now she can only eat ordinary rice, and she eats thin rice instead of thick rice.

"Looking at old lady Zhang's face, I guess she won't live for long."

The middle-aged casual cultivator said to himself.

Although the upper limit of the Qi Refining Period is 150 years old, that is only the ninth-level Qi Refining Immortal Cultivator who can reach the limit. For someone like old lady Zhang who was in the early stage of Qi Refining and was seriously injured and left with a hidden disease, living to more than 90 years old now is considered a long life.

An oil lamp emitted a bean-like light in the dim room. Zhang Li sat on a chair for a long time, her eyes always on the jumping light.

I don't know what she was thinking, but a smile appeared on her old face.

That smile seemed to have appeared on her face when she was young.

When it was almost time for dinner, Zhang Li stood up with her hands on the table, took out some ordinary rice and started to cook porridge.

After cooking the porridge, Zhang Li felt tired, so she sat on the bed and sighed, "I'm old, really old. I'm tired after doing a little work. Fellow Daoist Li, are you old too..."

Zhang Li said this, rested for a while, got up again, went to the rice jar, slowly moved the rice jar away, took a shovel, opened the ground above, and revealed an iron box.

He held the iron box carefully in his hands, returned to the table, put it on the table, and gently opened the lid of the box, revealing a bag of spirit stones inside.

Zhang Li took the bag of spirit stones with shaking hands and opened it, pouring out five medium-grade spirit stones.

Looking at these five medium-grade spirit stones, Zhang Li's eyes seemed to be fixed. After a while, she murmured, "Fellow Daoist Li, I'm dying. I don't know if I can see Fellow Daoist Li before I die?"

Zhang Li's mind emerged with the old friend named Li Mo. He was called an old friend, but in fact he was also a Taoist friend. After all, she knew he had been here.

She thought of the past, from the first time they met, to the time they gradually became familiar with each other.

As she recalled, Zhang Li couldn't help but smile.

"I, Zhang Li, have no regrets in my life for meeting Fellow Daoist Li, but the only regret is that I can't return these five medium-grade spirit stones to Fellow Daoist Li before I die."

Just then, footsteps were heard outside. Zhang Li's old face changed, and he quickly put the spirit stone bag into the iron box, covered the iron box, and buried it under the rice jar, and then moved the rice jar back to its original place.

"Dong Dong Dong."

"Mother, mother." A young voice sounded outside, accompanied by a tight knock on the door.

Zhang Li calmed her expression, slowly came to the door and opened it.

"Zhang Rong, why are you back?" Zhang Li looked at the young female cultivator, who was called Zhang Rong, and she gave him the name.

"Mother, look what I brought you?" Zhang Rong smiled and said to Zhang Li, lifting the meat in her hand.

Zhang Li looked at the meat in her hand, and her face was not happy. She knew what kind of personality Zhang Rong had, whom she had raised since she was a child. Since Zhang Rong followed that idle cultivator all day, her personality has changed a lot.

Zhang Rong came to see her with the meat at this moment, just to ask her for spiritual stones.

Zhang Li said: "Arong, I really don't have spiritual stones, and I have to pay the rent soon."

Zhang Rong walked in and said: "A mother, don't talk about this first, I will cook for you."

Then, Zhang Rong started to cook.

Zhang Li looked at Zhang Rong's busy appearance, closed the door, sat on the chair, and didn't say anything.

He was extremely disappointed with Zhang Rong.

Zhang Rong quickly prepared the meal and served it to the table. She served the cooked porridge to Zhang Li and said, "Auntie, eat quickly. Tell me, it's not like you don't have spiritual stones on your body. Why are you still so picky about your life?" ”

Zhang Li did not pick up chopsticks to eat, but looked at Zhang Rong quietly.

Seeing Zhang Li like this, Zhang Rong put down her chopsticks after taking a bite of the food, looked at Zhang Li, and said, "Auntie, I want to ask you something. Lend me 20 low-grade spiritual stones."

"I don't have any spiritual stones on me anymore." Zhang Li shook her head and said.

Zhang Rong became angry when she saw that Zhang Li refused to borrow the spirit stone. She slapped the table and said, "Auntie, I am your daughter. Although I am not your biological daughter, I will provide for you in the future. I will lend you 20 You won’t even lend me a piece of spiritual stone?”

"I've heard that you used to work in Luoma Street. How could you not have a spirit stone on you?"

Zhang Li said: "Zhang Rong, in these years, all the spiritual stones have been thrown at this place to train you."

"I don't believe it. When I was 8 years old, I couldn't sleep and saw you take out a spiritual stone bag. There were several spiritual stones in it, all of which were middle-grade spiritual stones. One medium-grade spiritual stone is equal to 100 low-grade spiritual stones. Where's the stone?"

"I just asked you to borrow 20 low-grade spiritual stones now, but you refused. Brother Feng is only 20 low-grade spiritual stones short of joining the patrol team. When he joins the patrol team, he is afraid that he will not have any spiritual stones to return to you. ?"

Hearing Zhang Rong's words, Zhang Li's expression changed drastically. She stood up and was about to push Zhang Rong away: "You go, you go, I have no spirit stones here, no spirit stones."

At this moment, a voice sounded outside the house. : "A Rong."

Zhang Rong opened the door and a Qi-refining cultivator came in. She looked at the Qi-refining cultivator and said, "Brother Feng, why are you here? Didn't you say you would leave the matter to me?"

Zhao Feng looked at Zhang Li and said, "Ah Rong, it is impossible for this old woman to give you the spirit stone. I told you long ago to use my method."

After saying that, Zhao Feng took out a set of soundproof formations from his arms. Zhang Rong immediately held down Zhang Li. Zhang Li shouted anxiously: "What do you want to do? Even if you kill me, there will be no spiritual stone."

Zhao Feng quickly arranged the sound-isolating array and turned it on. He turned to Zhang Rong and said, "Ah Rong, hold her down. I will dig three feet into the ground today to find the spiritual stone."

"I have no spiritual stone, no more spiritual stone." Zhang Li is old and frail, and her cultivation has long since returned to heaven and earth. She is already about to die. Therefore, there is no way to escape Zhang Rong's control.

Zhao Feng turned a deaf ear and began to search through boxes and cabinets. He even opened the bed, took out a shovel and started digging on the ground. When he reached the rice vat, he asked the rice vat to be overthrown. The rice that had bottomed out was spilled on the ground.

Seeing Zhao Feng start digging the ground under the rice vat, Zhang Li screamed sadly.

Zhang Rong said: "Aniang, don't blame me, it's because you don't know what is good and what is good. But don't worry, Aniang, after we find the spirit stone, we will definitely treat you well, Aniang, and provide for you until the end of your life."

"No, no, no spiritual stones, no spiritual stones." Zhang Li yelled miserably, those five middle-grade spiritual stones were not hers, but belonged to fellow Daoist Li Mo and Li.

It was the five middle-grade spiritual stones that she wanted to return to fellow Taoist Li Mo.

"Haha, look, Ah Rong, what is this? Let me tell you, this old woman hid the spirit stone and didn't even give it to her own daughter. She is about to die. Should she really let this spirit stone die with her?" Zhao Feng took out the iron box, opened it and took out the spirit stone bag inside, and said to Zhang Rong with a smile.

Zhang Li looked at the bag of spirit stones in Zhao Feng's hand, and suddenly a force came from her old body. She broke free from Zhang Rong's hands and ran towards Zhao Feng.

"These five middle-grade spiritual stones are not mine. They are to be returned to Fellow Daoist Li Mo Li. Please return them to me."

Seeing Zhang Li tearing up, Zhao Feng shouted and kicked Zhang Li in the chest: "Get away."

"Bang!" Zhang Li hit the wall and fell heavily to the ground. Blood spilled from the corner of her mouth. She raised her head with all her strength, looked at Zhao Feng, and prayed: "Don't take it away. This is the spirit I want to return to Fellow Daoist Li. Stone!"

"He has never looked down upon me. How could I not return the spiritual stone he lent me?"

After finishing speaking, the look in Zhang Li's eyes dimmed, her head hit the ground, and she made no sound.

"Brother Feng. You, you beat my mother to death..." Zhang Rong walked up to Zhang Li, stretched out her hand to check her breathing, and was startled.

Zhao Feng said indifferently: "This old woman has already reached the end of her life. She has already reached her damn time. If she dies, she will die. Look, five middle-grade spiritual stones..."

Zhao Feng said as he poured out five middle-grade spiritual stones, which shone in his palm.

Zhang Rong saw the five glowing middle-grade spiritual stones, and her eyes also exuded greedy light. She walked forward, picked up a medium-grade spiritual stone in Zhao Feng's palm, and couldn't help but said: "Brother Feng, we are rich, you It’s safe to join the patrol.”

The corners of their mouths were split to the base of their ears.

A cold corpse lay under the corner, no one cared.

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Thanks for the tip, it's too late, I will write the list tomorrow, go to bed, good night.