Chapter 19: Eternal Life: My Steady Farming-Style Cultivation Chapter 19: Metal Restricts Wood Pei Mo, Wanting to Cultivate Law Hind

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Protagonist:

Xu Changqing

Xu Changqing found a random spot and set up a stall.

But he wasn't selling Spirit Rice; he was selling Spirit Rice Wine.

This caused many secretly observing Nongxin Society members to not pay it any mind.

"Dao Friend, how do you sell this Spirit Rice Wine?"

"Ten Low-grade Spirit Stones per catty!"

"Holy crap, is this made from Second-grade Spirit Rice or Third-grade Spirit Rice?"

"Take a look... it's definitely different from what's on the market!"

"Can I have a taste?"

"Sure!"

Xu Changqing sized up the male disciple opposite him.

This person wore White Clothes, with a White Crane Pattern embroidered on his chest.

He had shaved his head bald, and there was a Centipede scar on his face.

Even more, he carried a heavy-looking Chain Saber on his back.

Judging by appearances, he should be a Multiple Spirit Root Disciple, and skilled in combat.

The other party reached out, took the small cup of Spirit Rice Wine, and first smelled it.

After confirming the taste had no problem, he pressed his lips to the rim of the wine cup and sipped a small mouthful.

The cool Wine Water slid into his mouth, rich rice fragrance and wine aroma spreading out.

In an instant, the suspicious expression on the male disciple's face vanished.

Replacing it were bright eyes.

He smacked his lips with endless aftertaste.

Xu Changqing asked with a smile: "How is it?"

"Good wine!" The male disciple roared, instantly drawing sidelong glances from surrounding people.

"Isn't this the Dual Spirit Root Saber Madman Pei Mo?"

"He's come to the Market to find wine to drink again!"

"Stay far away, this guy goes on a drunken rampage when drunk, slashing at anyone he sees!"

"Heard it's because his Spirit Roots clash, so his personality is weird?"

"Metal Restricts Wood, this fellow's future is already set!"

Many people recognized him, and immediately ran as far as they could.

As if seeing a plague god.

Xu Changqing took in the surrounding people's reactions, then asked the other party: "Buying or not?"

"Buying." Pei Mo downed the remaining Spirit Rice Wine in one gulp, then nodded forcefully.

"How much?" Xu Changqing prepared to portion it out.

Who knew, Pei Mo waved his hand broadly: "All of it!"

Xu Changqing froze for a moment: "Ten catties is a hundred Low-grade Spirit Stones, are you sure?"

Pei Mo stared straight at him, counter-questioning: "Do I look like I'm joking?"

Xu Changqing stopped wasting words, handing over all ten catties of Spirit Rice Wine.

Pei Mo also straightforwardly produced a hundred Low-grade Spirit Stones.

After the transaction ended, just as Xu Changqing was about to leave.

Pei Mo suddenly blocked him, laughing "hehe": "Bro, this is my Communication Talisman, if there's this quality of good wine in the future, give a holler!"

"Uh—okay." Xu Changqing accepted it.

"Good wine, good wine ah!" Pei Mo drank as he swayed away.

"Goods are pretty much all traded, time to procure." Xu Changqing mused.

Daily necessities, Spirit Tools and such all need to be swapped for a new set.

One, indeed not enough to use.

Two, New Year new atmosphere.

Next, he followed along Trading Street, walking deeper inside.

Although the vast majority of Resources are monopolized by the Five Lower-tier Powers.

There are still quite a few rogue cultivators selling, but the Spirit Tool Grade is not high.

Soon, Xu Changqing saw a familiar face.

Familiar Spirit Beast Camel.

Familiar bells.

Who?

Naturally the itinerant peddler Hu Bugui!

"Selling Spirit Beasts, all juvenile Spirit Beasts, prices not expensive." Hu Bugui continuously hollered.

"You're really here." Xu Changqing approached to the front.

"Yo—isn't this Xu Dao Friend?" Hu Bugui's eyes brightened.

"How about it?" Xu Changqing teased, "Not selling manure this time?"

Hu Bugui said with slight embarrassment: "Different times, different circumstances. Want to pick a spirit beast?"

Xu Changqing heard this, his gaze roaming back and forth over these strangely shaped juvenile spirit beasts, but look as he might he still couldn't find a single satisfactory one.

Seeing this, Hu Bugui immediately recommended: "You're a Wood Spirit Root Disciple, need to stay long-term at the Spirit Field; since that's the case, buy a Spirit Ox."

First, the Spirit Ox's lifespan is relatively long.

Second, this thing can also be used to plow fields.

Therefore it's the first choice of many Wood Spirit Root Disciples.

"I don't want to ride Chen Ancestor's popularity." Xu Changqing shook his head.

"Hah? What popularity?" Hu Bugui heard this and looked completely baffled.

"Nothing, I'll keep looking." Xu Changqing couldn't be bothered to explain.

Woof woof!

Right at this moment, a dog bark resounded.

This instant attracted Xu Changqing's attention; he hurriedly looked over.

He saw in the corner a juvenile little yellow dog.

Yellow dog, white face.

Eyes spirited and lively.

Little tail held high.

Anyone who approached, it would be alert.

This little yellow dog couldn't help but make Xu Changqing fall into memories.

In his previous life, he was born in the countryside.

His family raised many cats and dogs.

Among them was a dog called "Big Yellow," extremely smart.

Every time he returned home from school, he could always see it waiting at the village entrance.

People weren't even close yet, its tail would already start wagging wildly.

And the one seen now isn't exactly identical.

But this feeling is strangely familiar.

"Like it?" Hu Bugui reacted fast, waved his hand: "Gifted to you!"

"No, I'll buy." Xu Changqing however didn't accept this kindness.

Hu Bugui said indifferently: "Little yellow dog isn't worth money."

"In your eyes, it might be rustic and dirty and not worth money, but in my eyes it's different." Xu Changqing spoke, taking out five Low-grade Spirit Stones from his Small Storage Bag and handing them over without room for refusal.

Hu Bugui didn't accept, but asked with a dry laugh: "Can exchange for Spirit Rice?"

"You have no rice?" Xu Changqing was surprised.

Hu Bugui showed a helpless expression: "Rice is too expensive now, not to mention Second-grade Spirit Rice, even First-grade Spirit Rice can't be afforded."

"Fine." Xu Changqing swapped the Low-grade Spirit Stones for ten catties of Second-grade Spirit Rice and handed them over.

"Wow!" Hu Bugui was stunned.

He originally thought the other party was just going through the motions.

Didn't expect he'd give this much.

Merely a little yellow dog, fundamentally not worth ten catties of Second-grade Spirit Rice.

Very obviously, this is truly treating himself as a friend.

Heart incomparably moved.

After giving the Spirit Rice, Xu Changqing slowly approached the little yellow dog.

Strange to say.

Others approach it, all very alert.

Even "woof woof" bark, a posture of strangers keep out.

But when it came to Xu Changqing's turn, it not only didn't get angry, instead wagged its tail.

"This is perhaps fate." Xu Changqing's gaze turned gentle.

He reached out and cupped the little yellow dog in his palm.

Slurp slurp!

The little thing immediately stuck out its black-and-pink soft tongue, proficiently licking away.

Hu Bugui asked curiously: "Thought of what name to give?"

"Not yet, leaving it to Readers!" Xu Changqing shook his head.

"Saying stuff I don't understand again." Hu Bugui rolled his eyes.

"Nothing, I still need to buy daily necessities, leaving first." Xu Changqing turned to leave.

"Wait!" Hu Bugui hurriedly took out a metal ring: "This is a Spirit Beast Ring, can hold one spirit beast with body size not exceeding five meters, length not exceeding ten meters."

This thing's price is not cheap.

Originally ordinary spirit beasts he was reluctant to take out.

Since Xu Changqing is this sincere, he also can't be stingy.

"It's this small, feel like whether it's inside or not is the same." Xu Changqing took it and carefully observed.

"You hold it first, in case later there are other spirit beasts." Hu Bugui hehe laughed.

Xu Zhangqing tried to infuse spiritual power into the Spirit Beast Ring.

The mark of the two words "Mark of Ownership" immediately emerged on it.

Immediately after, the little yellow dog in his other hand was sucked inside with a "whoosh".

At the same time, a scene emerged in Xu Zhangqing's mind.

The content was a three-dimensional space similar to a Small Storage Bag.

A little yellow dog that had lost its owner was looking around blankly.

Xu Zhangqing's heart moved, and the next second it reappeared in his palm.

"Woof woof!" Seeing its master again, the little fellow barked twice excitedly.

"Rest assured, I won't abandon you!" Xu Zhangqing lightly touched it.

Then he put it back into the Spirit Beast Ring.

Then he bid farewell to Hu Bugui and continued strolling the streets.

Not long after, he purchased some daily necessities.

He soon arrived at the Spirit Tool Workshop trading point, but discovered the prices were too expensive.

A random Daily Spirit Tool actually exceeded ten Low-grade Spirit Stones.

It was very obvious, this Spirit Tool Workshop was the same as the Nongxin Society.

Both wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to harvest the leeks.

Therefore causing Daily Spirit Tools to also rise in price.

But there was no way, Xu Zhangqing currently had no other purchasing channels.

He could only be this wronged big head.

In the end he spent forty Low-grade Spirit Stones.

Bought four Life Spirit Tools.

They were respectively: Sickle, Hoe, Shovel, Kitchen Knife.

Because daily necessities and the like had already been bought.

Seeing there was still time, Xu Zhangqing planned to look for a spell technique.

Result: after walking several circles, he fundamentally couldn't find a single one.

Only upon asking did he learn, spell techniques either had to be exchanged with points.

Or found privately from someone else.

If he really wanted to buy, he had to go to the Loose Cultivator market outside.

But the spell techniques there were mostly uneven in quality, and even had missing parts.

Truly complete spell techniques were almost monopolized by Immortal Sects, cultivation clans, and the like.

"Without Foundation Establishment Stage strength, I won't go out." Xu Zhangqing raised his brows.

Inside the Immortal Sect there's no need to worry about danger.

But going outside is different.

Everywhere one must be on guard!