Chapter 22 The Taoist Goes Down the Mountain (Seeking Follow-Up Reading)

Words appeared on the mirror.

The next day, Li Rufeng came to the ancestral hall as usual.

"This!" Li Rufeng's eyes lit up when he saw the two techniques.

That's right, this is exactly what he wanted!

What made him even happier was that he had tested the mirror's reaction. It turned out that it would also give in and finally give up good things.

In recent years, except for the Qingjing Jue and the Driving Corpse Method, the other techniques were minor techniques that could not help the family to move forward.

Now that the Mirror Fairy has given the secret method to reach the Nascent Soul, the first step of pressure has been successful.

But how much is this technique worth?

So he said to the mirror: "The Li family can't afford thousands or tens of thousands of low-grade spirit stones, but I will offer a price that satisfies the fairy to show my sincerity!"

Li Rufeng lit a stick of incense and left immediately.

Now we can't press step by step, we must get the techniques.

The Li family is still in a weak position. Once we get the techniques, the Li family will have the foundation to become a major sect.

Even if his generation could not subdue the Mirror Fairy, his descendants would surely succeed in the future.

Thinking of this, Li Rufeng collected twenty low-grade spirit stones and materials worth ten low-grade spirit stones.

"God Mirror Fairy... I hope you will accept my tribute!"

The light flashed and the tribute disappeared.

No secret method was passed.

"It's not enough..." Li Rufeng thought.

It was obvious that the Mirror Fairy was not satisfied with the price.

After that, Li Rufeng invested more and more.

The Mirror Fairy occasionally released one or two lines of key text, which made Li Rufeng feel itchy.

Judging from the text, this method is indeed not simple, and it is possible to practice it. It is not a fake. The Mirror Fairy has not used fakes to deceive them for many years.

Three months later.

"Report! The Wu family of Changsheng County attacked our caravan. Except for Li Luxin from the fourth branch, the rest were wiped out!"

"What a big dog's guts! Come! Follow me to the battle!"

Li Rufeng was furious, drew out his green sheathed long sword, and cut off the corner of the table with one sword.

Soon, dozens of Li family members set off with a hundred zombies, a thousand mortal soldiers, talismans, elixirs, etc.

The two families fought for three days, and blood flowed like a river.

In the end, the Li family was defeated, its sphere of influence shrank, and its business in all aspects lost half of its market.

"Let's make peace with the Wu family." Li Qingquan, who was over 90 years old, said.

"Okay!"

The arrogant Li Rufeng nodded with difficulty, his heart full of humiliation.

Back then, his father slept on straw and tasted gall, and walked out of Yangjia Village. Now he can do the same.

After that, the Li family became a vassal of the Wu family, and elixirs were supplied to the Wu family at a lower price, and the Li family girl also married into the family.

Li Rufeng then offered dozens of spirit stones in succession, adding up to a total of 120 low-grade spirit stones.

Originally, the family of immortal cultivators in the small county was poor, and they needed to spend money in all aspects. Now, the family treasure house was squeezed dry.

The leaves fell, and the autumn was bleak.

The high-spirited Li Qingshi was already a hundred years old. He had not been able to enter the Qi training stage, and now he was in his twilight years.

Li Qingshi's eyes were cloudy, his skin was covered with dark spots, and he sighed with sadness.

"In the past, I planted willows, and they were swaying in the south of the Han River. Now I see them falling, and I am sad in the river pool. If the trees are like this, how can people bear it."

Suddenly, he seemed to realize something and hurriedly called his descendants.

"My destiny has come, you listen carefully..."

When people get old, they become a little nagging, and they give instructions one by one, mostly for trivial matters.

Soon, he let Li Rufeng stay alone.

"I don't want to ask you where you took the family spirit stones. Remember, don't use your intelligence in the wrong place. Remember where our roots are and don't have any thoughts that you shouldn't have..."

Li Qingshi is not old and confused, but he is too old to handle the affairs of the family.

"Yes, son knows."

Li Qingshi kept muttering, his voice gradually weakened, and he remembered what Li Qingquan said about old branches and new buds.

"Remember, don't do things too radically, don't do things for future generations in advance, and leave three points of wisdom for future generations... Only when the old branches wither can new buds grow."

Li Qingshi gradually closed his eyes, as if he was back to his youth, the moment when he first saw the mirror.

The wheel of fate has turned since then.

Li Rufeng shed tears in silence.

At night, he returned to the ancestral hall.

"We have nothing, nothing! One hundred and twenty spirit stones, herbs worth fifty low-grade spirit stones, this is all that is left of our family!"

Bang!

Li Rufeng slapped the storage bag on his waist on the table.

"This is my last fortune. It contains a low-grade magic weapon and twelve low-grade spirit stones. If you don't give it to me, I will smash you to pieces! It's a fight to the death!"

Li Rufeng's eyes were red, like a gambler who was addicted to gambling.

The mirror flashed, and the storage bag disappeared.

At this time, lines of text appeared on the mirror.

Li Rufeng hurriedly wrote it down.

...

"Gamblers will not die well."

Xu Xuan laughed.

Once the fake skills came out, this family was ruined, but was it his fault?

Who had the evil idea first?

Thirty-five years, equivalent to more than three years of not giving me spiritual stones.

Do you know how I got through these three years?

"Don't break the mirror so quickly, let's see what happens next."

Coming back to his senses, Xu Xuan looked at the bag on the table.

The bag was not big, about the size of a palm, with a texture like sheepskin, tied with a red rope.

This is the storage bag.

Picking up the bag, the true energy probed into it, and the image inside emerged in his mind.

Ten cubic meters, about a cube with a side length of 2.1 meters, the wall of the space was pitch black, and a sword and twelve spiritual stones lay quietly inside.

With a thought, the long sword appeared on the table.

Green hilt, slender sword body.

"Low-grade magic weapon?" Xu Xuan stroked the sword body, like a bumpkin who had never seen the world.

Inputting true energy, the sword hummed and emitted a faint white light.

The sword cut iron like mud, as thin as a cicada's wing.

The sword was put into the storage bag.

It was not stuffed in, but the items in the ten cubic meters area centered on him could be taken back as long as he touched it with his hand and gave a command with his mind.

Xu Xuan opened the box under the bed, which was full of low-grade spirit stones.

"Including the ones in the storage bag, there are a total of 142 low-grade spirit stones."

Spirit stones are very special substances. When the spiritual energy is used up, it will immediately turn into ashes.

"These spirit stones are enough for me to squander for decades."

Xu Xuan breathed a sigh of relief.

Once the supply of spirit stones is cut off, the true energy cannot be restored, and he will really become a useless person.

Even the talisman requires a little bit of insignificant true energy to start.

Clang...

He reached out and touched it, and his mind moved, and the box entered the storage bag.

"In the future, zombies can also be put into the bag."

The eighteen corpses on the mountain will definitely not be filled, and eight will be enough.

With the new spirit stones, Xu Xuan can practice boldly.

Three days later.

In the alchemy room, Xu Xuan stared at the fire, adding lead, mercury, copper, gold sand and other metals from time to time.

After a long time, the fire went out, and the lid was opened. There were some golden powders and a phoenix stone inside.

Xu Xuan shoveled out the powder with a bamboo stick, poured it into a container, poured in beeswax, and various herbal powders, all kneaded into round and dazzling golden pills.

Opened the door and came to the practice room.

He swallowed the pill in one gulp.

This is the Jinsha Peiyuan Pill, which is more powerful than Daqinglong Powder.

After taking it, Xu Xuan's whole body turned red, like an iron man on fire.

After a long time, Xu Xuan let out a sigh of relief.

The true qi in his body actually increased by two strands.

What made him even happier was that his life span increased by one year, becoming 101 years.

"Can a stronger pill with a phoenix stone prolong life?"

Unfortunately, that night, joy turned to sorrow.

Xu Xuan vomited and had diarrhea, his face was as pale as gold paper, and he lay in bed for three days and three nights.

On the morning of the fourth day, the sun shone into the house, and Xu Xuan's complexion finally recovered.

Lifespan: 30/99.

Xu Xuan smiled bitterly: "Lifespan has been reduced by two years. It must be heavy metals, that is, erysipelas. If you don't have the skills, don't rashly make elixirs."

Lifespans go up and down. It's common for ordinary people to have a lifespan that goes up and down. The same is true for ordinary people. A person who drinks and smokes a lot usually has an upper limit of more than 60 years old. When he quits smoking and drinking and exercises, his lifespan will increase a little.

"Why not go down the mountain to travel and visit some famous mountains and rivers, caves and blessed places?"

Anyway, I have a storage bag, so I can set off lightly.

At noon that day, the Taoist went down the mountain.