Chapter 37: Different Trades, Different Worlds

The Small Golden Light Temple, which piqued Su Ping's curiosity, is located on a large mountain at the intersection of three major cities.

Unlike those Markets that prefer to hide deep within mountain forests.

The Small Golden Light Temple exposes itself to the eyes of the mundane world.

The temple area where the Outer Sect resides opens its doors wide; in principle, as long as you can climb the mountain, anyone—whether a Loose Cultivator or a mortal—can enter the temple to pay respects and eat a meal of reasonably palatable vegetarian food.

Outside the mountain, the Small Golden Light Temple has reclaimed vast stretches of farmland and hired thousands of tenant farmers to cultivate them; combined with the large number of farms annexed from various places, it counts as one of the major landlords in the nearby territory.

The Small Golden Light Temple has a rule: to farm these lands, one must complete daily Fo dharma lessons three times.

There are also unannounced tests on Fo dharma knowledge.

This makes these tenant farmers and their families basically believers of the Small Golden Light Temple.

They gather at the foot of the mountain, naturally forming a bustling small town.

Once the town has popularity, there is no lack of traveling merchants.

As a burst of bell sounds rings out on the busy street.

A caravan from Jinque City walks into the town's street district and begins to shout out what they are selling while shaking their bells.

And as the pedestrians have their gazes attracted by this new caravan.

No one notices, or even if they do, they do not care.

Before the caravan entered the town, more than ten large rats leaped out of the carriages and hid in the fields.

These rats are Elite Mouse controlled by Su Ping's Spirit Mouse Xiaobai and Xiaohui.

This batch of rats is considered a layout made in advance to scout for unusual movements in this Small Golden Light Temple.

Judging from the currently known intelligence.

This Small Golden Light Temple does not seem to have any chaotic signs; the ordinary people who depend on them still do not live an easy life, but it is somewhat better than the villagers in most villages.

The temples located on the mountainside and the summit also remain solemn, ringing bells on time and emitting solemn chanting sounds.

"Nothing major happened just because I went to investigate? Hmm... this is normal, right."

"Even if there is some conspiracy, I estimate it will only be revealed in the later stages of the water-land ritual."

Su Ping confirmed that the Small Golden Light Temple has no abnormalities, at least it appears so for now.

He let out a sigh of relief and began to focus his attention on his own cultivation.

Besides Qi refining and Body Tempering, various skills are also indispensable for Cultivation.

Especially since Su Ping holds great secrets, the more things he can be self-sufficient in, the more stable it naturally is.

Su Ping began to try reading books.

Relying on taking pills, he finished reading the chapters related to Talisman and artifact refining in the books.

Su Ping, feeling that he should be able to do it, thought that Talisman looked the simplest.

It just so happened that he had also bought relevant materials from the Hundred Treasures Market, so he began to give it a try.

The result was within Su Ping's expectations.

His brain felt that he could do it, but his right hand holding the brush told Su Ping: No, you can't! After wasting materials several times, even the simplest Light Body Talisman failed.

Su Ping sighed and decided to call for help.

Su Ping wrote a letter to contact an acquaintance from his time in the Outer Sect.

After paying some benefits, he received a reply from the other party, introducing him to an Outer Sect Cultivator proficient in the art of Talisman.

"To think it's also an Inspector!"

After reading the letter, Su Ping recalled the content; the Cultivator introduced by the other party is surnamed Luo, named Qing.

Born a shepherd boy, he relied on the Ascension Meeting to turn his life around and become a high-and-mighty Cultivator.

He discovered his talent for Talisman in the Immortal Sect, thus becoming a Talisman Master in the Outer Sect.

Unfortunately, his talent was too poor, and in his early years, he was greedy for cultivation growth and ate too many Peiyuan Pill, so even though the Spirit Stone he earned through Talisman was much more than ordinary disciples.

After sixty years of bitter cultivation, he still failed to break through to the late stage of Qi refining, and then a few months ago, he seemed to have let go, returning to his hometown with his Talisman skills and savings to become an Inspector of a local major city. It can be considered returning home in glory.

If his descendants can produce a few capable ones, there is still hope to become a local powerful clan after a hundred years.

Regarding such a Cultivator.

Su Ping thought for a moment and brought the remaining ten catties of Spirit Rice and five catties of Demon Beast meat to pay a visit.

As for the Small Green Fish, it was not that he was reluctant to part with them, but this kind of Spirit Fish that has never appeared in the Cultivation World is too dangerous to trade rashly.

In Jinyue City, Inspector Luo Qing, like Su Ping, did not live in the city but found a place with beautiful scenery to build a separate courtyard to live in.

Luo Qing entered the Immortal Sect at fifteen and is now seventy-five.

For mortals in this world, such an age is by no means young.

Even for a Qi refining Cultivator, this age is entering the aging stage.

Luo Qing also received a letter from an acquaintance, knowing that someone wanted to come and learn his Talisman knowledge.

He agreed out of courtesy, but in his heart, he did not care much about this matter, just thinking of brushing it off when the time came.

Although he had retired, it was not to the point where peers were enemies.

But watching others make money, he still felt very uncomfortable in his heart.

Luo Qing was lying on the bed, discussing life with his newly taken twentieth concubine.

Suddenly he let out an "eh," feeling a Cultivator approaching the courtyard.

Soon someone came to report, making Luo Qing frown slightly:

"How did this person come so quickly? If he is really interested in the Dao of Talisman, why didn't he learn it when he was in the Immortal Sect before?"

Luo Qing muttered, got up to put on his clothes, and his expression became serious: "Wait for me under the covers, I will be back shortly."

He did not look at the concubine's resentful face.

Luo Qing walked out of the room, and after arriving at the main hall and seeing Su Ping.

His gaze landed on the Spirit Rice and Demon Beast meat that Su Ping was carrying.

Luo Qing's old face immediately blossomed into a smile, blooming just like a chrysanthemum.

"An honored guest has arrived, how could my servants here be so ignorant!"

"Quick! Tea, serve tea, serve the best tea!"

Su Ping had no interest in drinking tea, especially since this old Talisman Master was terribly stingy; the so-called good tea he brought out was not even as good as what the City Lord Mansion had gifted him.

After a few simple exchanges, Su Ping discovered that this old Cultivator fit the Outer Sect Disciples' stereotypical perception of a rigid person who becomes an Inspector to retire.

Because these old Cultivators who only thought about waiting for death were exactly like this!

Su Ping did not have much small talk with the other party; after receiving the benefits, this old Talisman Master also began to enter the state of a teacher, starting to ask Su Ping about his doubts and difficulties regarding Talismans.

Many things are like mountains between different professions, yet they are often actually just separated by a layer of white paper; once poked through, it makes one suddenly enlightened.

Thinking hard for half a day is not as good as a piece of experiential advice from a senior.

Su Ping finally understood what these words meant.

He was taught by the old Talisman Master for a day.

Although he still failed at drawing Talismans, Su Ping truly felt his own progress and felt that he had found the correct path for Talismans.

Then, feeling that it was worth the price, Su Ping took out more Spirit Rice.

He contracted the old Talisman Master for another day and night, and only left contentedly after resolving all the doubts that had arisen so far.

However, it was miserable for that concubine who was waiting for the old Talisman Master in the bed in the inner courtyard.

Don't look at the fact that she was newly taken in; without the old Talisman Master's order, even if she had a hundred guts, she wouldn't dare to disobey!

Not every Inspector is like Su Ping, who would not wantonly kill or even implicate family members.

The old Talisman Master said to stay in the quilt, so she could only stay; even if she was thirsty or hungry, she had to stay!

(End of this chapter)