MTL - As An Immortal, I Only Learn Forbidden Skills-Chapter 130 Misty Rain

  Chapter 130 Misty Rain Technique

   "Old man, is there anything else to say this day and night?"

  Jiang Ming asked with a smile, because the old man carrying the pole is not a mortal, so there is no contempt. Who knows which mortal who can hang out in this gathering place of immortal cultivators will have friendship...

  Just now Jiang Ming asked about the price of persimmon cakes, so he bought two catties of dried persimmons, and chatted with the old man while eating and walking.

  Inflation in this world is somewhat inflated, but for ordinary people, silver is still a hard currency.

"Immortal Elder, you're being polite!" The old man accepted the silver, obviously a lot more enthusiastic, and introduced to Jiang Ming in detail: "This Xiaoqianshan is patrolled by a law enforcement team led by the late stage of Qi training during the day, whether it is a mortal or a cultivator, it is strictly forbidden to provoke Make trouble, otherwise at least you will be expelled from Xiaoqian Mountain, and at worst you will be killed on the spot!"

   "Even if it's an overhaul in the foundation building period, I don't dare to break the rules here. After all, there are Jindan powerhouses sitting in our small Qianshan..."

   "And at night, only those who rent or purchase the cave in Xiaoqian Mountain can stay in the cave for the night. Otherwise, no one will care about any scrambles and fights outside the cave..."

  Jiang Ming raised his brows slightly. It seems that if he wants to survive in this Xiaoqian Mountain for a long time, he must find a cave.

   "It seems that building by yourself is not enough, you must rent or buy an official one..."

  Jiang Ming knew this well, and felt familiar with this rule for a long time... But if he wants to survive here, he can only do so.

   "Then your persimmon..." Jiang Ming raised the persimmon in his hand and asked with a smile, "Where are you going to sell it?"

The old man grinned: "Yuangufang City inside the mountain gate, whether it is mortal goods or treasures of immortal cultivators, has a special area... Immortal elders are also greedy, and they also need many mortal goods. We are also looking for a way out... How are you eating?"

  Jiang Ming nodded sincerely: "It's really good."

   "That is, mortals who are allowed to come to Xiaoqianshan to sell goods, the quality of the goods can't be fooled..." The old man smiled complacently.

  Jiang Ming also smiled, and suddenly felt that if there were no fights, the life of this immortal cultivator would be good, eating well, drinking well, having fun...it was a life like a master.

  He looked at all kinds of people around him, and suddenly realized something in his heart.

  People who embark on the road of cultivating immortals are not necessarily all for longevity and vision. For most cultivators of low strength, it may be more important to live a nourishing and happy life.

  After all, even if they try their best, ninety-nine percent of immortal cultivators cannot build a foundation, and their lifespan is only two hundred years. Should they spend all their lives on hard cultivation, or find some fun while practicing, and live a more comfortable life...

A large number of people may choose the latter, whether it is lying down or doing badly, for most low-level immortal cultivators who can't see the foundation, this is just a choice to have fun in desperation, and no one should be criticized .

  The huge world of cultivating immortals can't be completely finished just because some people lie flat, and be slaughtered by demons...

   Chatted with the old man for a while, and gained some understanding of the many rules and ways of Xiaoqianshan, both in and out.

  The survival rules of a place are only understood by the group of people living at the bottom...

   "I'm cultivating Jiang Ming casually, and I'm new to your place, so I'd like to ask fellow Taoists for advice!"

  At the mountain gate, Jiang Ming bowed his hands to a cultivator in a pavilion.

  Jiang Ming’s name is nothing special. Even in Dayun Mansion back then, there were many people with the same name and surname, not to mention the vast world of cultivating immortals. It doesn’t matter if you use your real name...

   "Senior, you're welcome!" The guard at the mountain gate was a middle-aged man with a third-level qi training. He was shocked when he sensed Jiang Ming's display of a fourth-level qi training, and he quickly responded.

  The third level and the fourth level of Qi training seem to be similar, but it is the difference between the early stage and the middle stage. Many casual cultivators will not be able to pass this hurdle in their entire lives, and their strength and status are also very different. Naturally, he dare not neglect.

  The middle-aged man immediately handed over a jade slip, and said respectfully: "You have just arrived in Xiaoqian Mountain, and here are some information you need to know."

Jiang Ming took the jade slip and stuck it on his forehead for a while to feel it. He also learned a little more about the distribution of the peaks, how the cultivators make a living here, and many other information, which the old man who sold persimmon cakes could not touch. Already...

  Returning the jade slips to the mountain guard, Jiang Ming handed the man another piece of broken spirit stone. Amidst the ecstasy and thanks on the other side's face, they chatted casually for a while, and Shi Shiran walked forward.

  When Wuhen returned to the mortal world, he also got some spiritual stones for Jiang Ming. Although there were not many...but Jiang Ming would not be stingy when it was time to spend.

  The way of cultivating immortals is not necessarily to be on guard everywhere. Jiang Ming has to make many friends and make enemies hard... Only in this way can he live more securely in this world of cultivating immortals.

  This Shoushan Xiaoxiu named Wang Geng should be the first friend...

  Passing through the pavilion, Jiang Ming stepped into the cloud of smoke covering Xiaoqian Mountain. After walking for a while, his eyes lit up and the scenery became clear.

  The terrain at the mountain gate is relatively flat, and as far as the eye can see is a large area of ​​farmland, planted with many golden rice, shining in the sun.

   Occasionally, some cultivators can be seen, directing many mortals to work in the farmland.

  In the valleys and peaks farther away, there seems to be more valuable elixir fields, but there is a glimmer of light flashing around from time to time, obviously protected by things like powerful formation prohibitions...

   "Food is the most important thing for the people... Immortal cultivators are no exception!"

  Jiang Ming, who already had a preliminary understanding of Xiaoqianshan, was not surprised.

Of course, there are all kinds of rare treasures in the world of cultivating immortals, and there are also many animal meat and elixir that can make people cultivate greatly, but for ordinary hard-working casual cultivators, the spiritual rice that grows in this field is what they can usually use. The best nourishing food you can eat, contains pure aura, which can assist in cultivation.

   And all the rice fields here are owned by the Xiaoqianshan official, controlling the lifeblood of many casual practitioners here.

   Immediately, Jiang Ming took a deep breath, feeling as if he jumped into the water like a dry fish, and the pores all over his body seemed to be stretched open, which was extremely comfortable.

   "It's just that the aura between the fields is seven or eight times stronger than the outside world..."

Jiang Ming breathed greedily, and made up his mind to set up a set of caves to live in first. The place with the most spiritual energy in Xiaoqian Mountain is still in the Xiuxian caves, all of which are equipped with gathering spirit formations, the higher the level, the higher the value. It is very beneficial to practice.

  He walked forward along the mountain road, and soon came to a round valley full of people. The streets criss-crossed, mortals and immortals mixed together, and there were many vendors and shops. It was extremely lively.

Jiang Ming is also very knowledgeable, and he saw all kinds of immortal cultivators in strange clothes, including a two-meter man with a mace, a monk who drank wine and ate meat, and a woman in light tulle, holding two strong mortals in his arms. Han, even flirting with Jiang Ming secretly...

  However, the most immortal cultivators here are still in the middle and early stages of Qi training. Occasionally, they will appear in the late stage of Qi training, and everyone will voluntarily avoid them.

  Jiang Mingzhan's four-level qi training level is neither high nor low in this market, and no one dares to underestimate it when he walks around in various shops.

   "It seems that the grasp is good..." Jiang Ming nodded, showing his strength properly is the best way to avoid trouble.

   "However, this world of cultivating immortals is too dark!"

  Although he had expected it, Jiang Ming couldn't help shaking his head and sighing every time he walked out of a shop.

   "Pillions, talismans... you can buy five or six spirit stones for anything, the cheapest skill is 30 yuan, and the magic weapon is even more outrageous. The worst primary magic weapon costs more than 50 spirit stones..."

  Back then, Wuhen gave most of his net worth to Jiang Ming, and the odds and ends were only about 20 yuan...I thought it was a lot, but now it seems useless.

   "In this way, Zhao Hong was pretty good back then!" Jiang Ming touched his left arm, where a flying sword was tied, ready to be sacrificed at any time.

  He carries the green wood seal and flying sword with him, but there is no need to buy magic weapons for the time being.

   "But these spirit stones, I'm afraid they will be gone if I rent a yard..." Jiang Ming shook his head, dignified martial arts myths, and now he feels poor again.

   "I have to find a way to make money!"

  Jiang Ming was muttering in his heart as he walked and watched.

  In this small thousand mountains, there are many ways for cultivators to make a living, such as alchemy, talisman making, weapon refining, etc...

   But obviously it has nothing to do with Jiang Ming. There are only two things he can do, dig the spiritual iron mine deep in Xiaoqian Mountain to make magic tools, or take a piece of farmland to grow spiritual rice...

   "Forget about mining!"

  Jiang Ming shook his head. Although mining earns more, it is simply too hard to stay in the pit every day. He is not the kind of ascetic monk with great perseverance and pursuit. He really can't bear that kind of hardship.

   "After much deliberation, I can only plant the land first..."

"From what Wang Geng said, it's not bad to farm here. Although the income is meager, it can be regarded as working for the government. As long as you pay the food on time and keep a low profile, you won't get into any trouble. The surplus grain can still be owned by himself, and can also be sold on the black market, Xiao Qianshan will turn a blind eye and will not ask more questions."

  Jiang Ming smiled, these are not recorded on the jade slips, if he had a bad attitude towards Wang Geng at that time, the other party probably would not have told these things.

   "That's fine, first plant a few years in a low-key way, get familiar with the situation here, and then it's not too late to make follow-up plans!"

  Jiang Ming whispered in his heart, what he needs most is time and patience...

  …

In the center of   fang, there is a nine-story tower with the door plaque of Xiaoqian Pavilion hanging on it. The whole body is made of spiritual iron, and there is a flash of spiritual light from time to time, which obviously contains extremely powerful restrictions.

This is the largest official office in Xiaoqian Mountain. Many immortal cultivators such as renting caves and spiritual fields can be handled here. Those who can't afford it.

  Jiang Ming wandered around the market for a while, and finally walked to Xiaoqian Pavilion.

   "Hey, brother... Changed your appearance? Are you new here?" Before going in, a man in gray with a hat quietly approached.

  Jiang Ming has black lines all over his head, and I have three large Chinese characters written on the top of his head, right?

  However, this mortal disguise technique has to be updated at some time. Using blood energy to change the distribution of muscles is too easy to be seen in the eyes of immortal cultivators.

  The man in gray smiled, and continued: "Brother, do you want to rent the cave... The female fairy owns the cave, it's very cheap, and you can renew the rent by the day..."

   "There are also Lingtian, which can be rented on a seasonal basis, which is 20% cheaper than the official..."

  Jiang Ming was stunned. Amidst the babbling of the other party, he also heard a rough idea. It turned out that some cultivators rented the Dongfu Lingtian for a long time.

   "He is so careful!"

  Jiang Ming was powerless to complain, this world of cultivating immortals is really down-to-earth... He refused again and again and walked into Xiaoqian Pavilion.

  When the gatekeeper saw Jiang Ming, he was not surprised and pointed the way and said, "Newcomer? Registration and renting caves are in front. Farmers go to the left, and those who dig mines go to the right..."

   "Thank you for your advice!" Jiang Ming's polite attitude made the gatekeeper look kinder, and he said casually, "If you want to farm, go to Feng He, the newly reclaimed areas are all good..."

  Jiang Ming showed an appropriate expression of surprise, thanked him repeatedly and left.

  A moment later, Jiang Ming registered his identity and walked into a separate area on the left side of the first floor.

   There are a few immortal cultivators who seem to be newcomers, and they have already taken the Lingtian plaque and left.

  A slightly fat man with an old face was lying on a bamboo chair and drinking tea leisurely.

  Beside him, there is a large piece of wet land, with a few wilted rice seedlings growing in it.

   "Senior Brother Feng, I want to rent a spiritual field!" Jiang Ming said respectfully, the person in front of him was obviously a master in the late stage of Qi training.

  Feng He smiled lightly and said, "Have you practiced Misty Rain or Spirit Stream?"

  These are all water attribute spells, which are necessary spells to improve the harvest of the spiritual field. If you don't know these two spells, even if you rent the spiritual field, the harvest will not be good.

  Jiang Ming clasped his hands and said, "I am practicing Wuyuan Jue, and I have dabbled in Misty Rain Art."

  He chose to farm, and the misty rain technique was also a big reason. In the mortal world, these five small spells were almost mastered by him, and today they can finally come in handy.

   "Take a look..." Feng He said casually.

  Wu Yuan Jue is a common practice, there are quite a few casual cultivators who practice it, but Misty Rain Art is just a weak spell among them.

   And there are almost no people who can practice this kind of tasteless spells to the deepest level. After all, ordinary casual practitioners have no energy or talent, but there are immortal cultivators who have these two kinds of skills... Who the **** practice this stuff.

  Except for Jiang Ming...he has lived for more than a hundred years, and he has never seen a few kinds of magic spells. When he is bored practicing every day, what else can he do besides practicing these few small spells...

   With a pinch of seals he was familiar with, the Misty Rain Technique was cast towards the top of the soil.

  Wow...

  A cloud of smoke covered most of the soil, and the rain as fine as a cow's hair fell down, dripped into the ground, and fell on the few rice seedlings...

  buzz~

  The warm and gentle spiritual power, with the Misty Rain Technique immersed in it, those wilting rice seedlings seemed to have regained some vitality...

   "No way, I only used the spiritual power of the fourth level of Qi training, and I have hidden more than half of my strength..."

  Jiang Ming looked at this scene and exclaimed in amazement. Is this misty rain technique so wonderful for Lingdao?

   "It seems that the Wuyuan Jue is not a big deal..." Jiang Ming thought, looked up at Feng He, but was startled.

I saw Feng He stood up from his chair a long time ago, looked at Jiang Ming enthusiastically, and said with a smile: "Where did you come from, little brother, but you have a residence here, come, come, sit down and talk, sit down and talk... "

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