World of Cultivation

Bangtan is located in the south of Dongfu City, and it is also the most prosperous and crowded place in Dongfu. Because he has already joined the sect, and taking care of the spiritual field and practicing almost all his time, Zuo Mo has never been to the list, which is why he didn't expect this place at first.

When he came to the list, he couldn't help but gasp!

At a glance, the lists made by countless cloth banners point to the sky, like a forest, stretching endlessly, and you can't see the end at a glance. Under each list, there were crowds of people, and the flow of people moved slowly. Zuo Mo was deeply shocked by this scene.

He followed the flow of people blankly and entered the list.

"Our sect has a pair of fiery-eyed golden-eyed beast cubs, and now we need a breeder, who needs to be cultivated in the middle stage of foundation building, has more than five years of feeding experience, and has a good salary."

"Our sect needs a large number of practitioners to reclaim the spiritual field. It is sufficient to reach the fifth level of Qi Refining. Food and lodging are included. Ten first-grade crystals per day."

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After a while, Zuo Mo became dizzy.

Just at this time, someone came up: "Brother, what's the matter, it's not easy to find. I have the list of the whole altar list here, the details are correct, and it will be updated as soon as possible. How about it? Do you want a copy?"

"How much?" Zuo Mo asked warily.

"It's not expensive, twenty first-grade crystals." The man said: "Brother, you can see that you are a person who is doing great things. Time is so precious. It's not worth it to waste it like this. Twenty first-grade crystals are really worth it!"

"Eight!"

"Brother, look at these lists. Where can I collect them all by myself? I have to feed a large group of people..."

"Add two more, I am very sincere."

"Brother, it's really not easy for us..."

Zuo Mo turned around and was about to leave, but the man quickly grabbed Zuo Mo, "Okay, okay, I'll sell it to you at a loss!"

Holding the catalog bought with ten first-grade crystals, Zuo Mo escaped from the list altar in a panic, found a place with less people nearby, and sat down.

What a horrible place! He looked at the bustling altar with lingering fear.

Spiritual power was injected into the Jade Slip, and there were more than 1,500 list messages in the directory, and there were all kinds of things in it. After a long time, Zuo Mo finally figured it out and began to read one by one.

It took a full hour before he raised his head, his eyes full of disappointment. It's not that there's no list with related formula rewards, but none of them are something he can accomplish right now. Now that I think about it, Fu Jin was right, the value of any formula has changed drastically after reaching the third level.

Zuo Mo, who turned back in a daze, sat on the Fengxing paper crane.

When he got home, he saw Senior Brother Wei Sheng guarding his door, and he couldn't help being stunned.

Senior brother Wei Sheng hasn't changed much from before. He is still dressed in coarse clothes. Although he still looks as sharp as a sword, he is much more restrained than before. It can be seen that Senior Brother Wei Sheng's cultivation base is deeper than before, and Zuo Mo was still far away, so he had already discovered it.

"Brother, let me wait." He smiled.

Zuo Mo was surprised and moved by senior brother Wei Sheng's gentleness as usual. The attitude of the inner disciples and the outer disciples has always been extremely bad, but those who come from humble backgrounds but have achieved success in cultivation, it seems that their attitudes have become arrogant.

"Brother, just let me know if there is anything to do, why wait at this door for so long?" Zuo Mo said seriously.

Wei Sheng took out a small box from his pocket and handed it to Zuo Mo: "The seeds of dragon grass are useless in my hands, but they are third grade, so it's a pity to throw them away. Junior brother is proficient in planting, so I gave it to junior brother."

Zuo Mo was always greedy for money, but he didn't reach out to this small box for the first time. It would be no problem to sell dozens of second-grade crystals for third-grade pitaya seeds.

"Brother has successfully established the foundation now, and there will be many places that need spar in the future..."

Wei Sheng interrupted him, and stuffed the wooden box into Zuo Mo's arms: "Don't talk too much, just keep it if you want. I'm all about the sword, and I don't like anything else."

Holding the wooden box, Zuo Mo murmured, but didn't know what to say.

"Junior brother has outstanding talent, be a good student and work hard, don't let down this good skin.

"He reminded: "I will enter the sword cave to understand the mystery soon. When I come out, the younger brother will succeed in building the foundation. "

For some reason, Zuo Mo's heart felt hot, and he blurted out: "I will definitely succeed in building the foundation!"

"Then I'm relieved. It's a pity that junior brother is not interested in swords." Wei Sheng expressed a lot of regret.

Zuo Mo said with a smile: "There is nothing wrong with Mrs. Ling Zhi, the spar is real."

"Haha!" Wei Sheng laughed relievedly: "That's true. I won't come to say goodbye. After we come out, you and my brother will have a good time!"

After speaking, he walked away.

After waiting for senior brother Wei Sheng to go far away, Zuo Mo was still a little excited.

No matter whether senior brother Wei Sheng intended or not, he always kept this concern firmly in his heart.

From the moment he opened his eyes, there was a completely strange world in front of him. He picked up his head and asked him a few words casually, but he never saw him again. Like a newborn baby, he began to learn everything around him a little bit clumsily. His weird zombie face and his ignorance of the world made him suffer countless ridicules and sarcastic remarks.

The only thing he is thankful for is that God has left some capital for him - the cultivation base of the fifth level of Qi Refining. Being frustrated everywhere did not make him sink, but aroused the stubbornness in his bones. He practiced day and night every day, using the rain from the "Little Cloud and Rain Jue" to fill up the dry pond bit by bit. Since then, his situation has gradually improved. He is full of hypocrisy and worldliness, and deliberately gets closer to the other brothers and sisters in the sect, and has a good popularity.

But the alienation in his heart became deeper and deeper day by day.

Brother Wei Sheng, who has only met twice, made him feel sincere care for the first time.

Before that, he was not enthusiastic about foundation establishment. Although the shocking sword intent of Consciousness Sea once made him yearn for power, but very soon, "Consciousness of Fetal Breath" completely made him lose interest in power. Power is undoubtedly quite far away for him.

But today, senior brother Wei Sheng's advice made him suddenly feel that he wanted to build a foundation. This feeling was so strong, from the moment he blurted it out, he felt that he had to complete the foundation building no matter what.

To build the foundation!

Foundation building is the first hurdle in the long journey of cultivation. For those disciples of the sect, establishing a foundation is as easy as stepping over a threshold, but for ordinary cultivators, this will determine their status. Cultivators in the foundation building period can basically get rid of the lowest jobs, and their income is enough to make money-grubbing people like Zuo Mo jealous. It's just that building a foundation is not easy, especially for Zuo Mo, who only has "Ten Righteous Minds", to complete the foundation requires luck and character. In addition, the success of foundation building depends on whether the wallet is full.

None of the elixir and elixir needed for foundation building is cheap, and the effects vary greatly.

Ordinary foundation building pills require about a hundred second-grade spars, but the effect of this kind of foundation building pills can only be regarded as unsatisfactory. And if you are willing to spend a lot of money, you can buy top-level foundation building pills with two third-grade crystal stones, and the success rate will increase greatly. This is also why the disciples of the Great Martial School treat Foundation Establishment as nothing. To them, two third-grade crystals are really a small amount.

But for Zuo Mo, one hundred second-grade spar is almost all his belongings. And this is due to the recent prosperity of wealth. How could he dare to think about it before?

That's why he puts his energy on Ling Zhifu. In fact, Ling Zhifu's difficulty is far more difficult than that of building a foundation, which can be seen from the fact that Ling Zhifu's treatment is much higher than that of a foundation-building practitioner. But its difficulty is more reflected in talent, and the investment in spar is not large. What could be more suitable for Zuo Mo, who has always been a money fan?

But now he wants to build a foundation!

With this thought in his head, he walked to the cold mist valley almost in a trance.

"Who are you? How dare you sneak into the important place of our sect!" A sudden cold shout interrupted Zuo Mo's wild thoughts.

A woman in Tsing Yi, about forty years old, stood among the medicine fields, looking at Zuo Mo coldly. Zuo Mo raised his head subconsciously, his gaze touched the opponent's eyes, and he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar! The opponent's gaze was as sharp as a sword, as if it wanted to stab him through.

Zuo Mo trembled, as if he had just woken up from a dream, his mind turned quickly, and he hurriedly saluted as a disciple: "Disciple Zuo Mo, under the order of Senior Sister Hao Min, take care of the medicine field here temporarily."

"This girl is so bold! How dare she be lazy!" The woman in Tsing Yi showed a frosty face, showing a hint of anger.

Zuo Mo secretly groaned, now he roughly guessed the identity of the senior in front of him. The Wukong Sword Sect is not big in the first place, and the only one who fits this image is Shi Fengrong, the Fourth Senior Aunt. Shi Fengrong wandered away for a long time, and when he came back occasionally, Zuo Mozi had no chance to meet him. However, it was rumored that this sister-in-law had a bad temper and was difficult to approach. Now it seems that it is true.

His only extravagant hope now is that Fourth Senior Aunt will never take his anger out on him.

As senior sister Hao Min is an inner disciple, even if she is punished, it will not be severe. But his status is humble, and he was angered, that would not end well.

Shi Fengrong glanced at the surrounding medicine fields, seeing that the elixir was safe, his face turned slightly chilly. She slowed down and asked, "What's your name?"

"Disciple Zuo Mo has met the Fourth Senior Aunt." Zuo Mo quickly bowed his head and replied in a respectful voice.

"You took care of it well." She glanced at Zuo Mo, and she was appreciative: "The cultivation of the eighth level of Qi Refining, um, can be regarded as an improvement. From today, Lengwu Valley will be taken care of by you. Hmph, Hao Min, when she comes back, I will take care of her myself!"

Temporary worker turned into regular worker, Zuo Mo was unwilling to do so, but facing the piercing gaze of Fourth Senior Aunt, he swallowed this sentence wisely. He murmured in his heart, Fourth Senior Aunt and Uncle Xin Yan had the same virtues, everyone seemed to owe money.

"This Foundation Establishment Pill is your reward."

Zuo Mo looked at the Foundation Establishment Pill in his hand with bright eyes, and the one hundred unwillingness in his heart suddenly became one hundred willing! Sure enough, she is still a aunt who is considerate of people! He desperately praised the fourth senior aunt in his heart, the worst foundation building pill needed a hundred second-grade crystal stones. I heard that Fourth Senior Aunt is good at alchemy, so I don't know what grade this foundation is.

"Cultivate hard and build a foundation as soon as possible. Your current level is not enough to take care of Lengwu Valley." The cold voice of the fourth senior aunt sounded from Zuo Mo.

Zuo Molian, who fell into ecstasy, should agree.

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