Chapter 10: The Rogue Cultivator Market

"My spiritual grass..."

Old Xu, who was watching Zhou Changwang's pest control, saw this and screamed in pain. He quickly went down to the field and helped up the twisted spiritual grass.

"This is not my fault.

It is well known that spiritual locusts are difficult to deal with.

Only by mastering the ice finger in the ice spell and freezing it with the power of ice can we prevent its front paws from swinging and destroying the spiritual grass."

Zhou Changwang put the body of the spiritual locust into the bag and said helplessly.

This ice finger is also considered one of the spiritual plant spells. It can freeze the spiritual insect with the power of ice to prevent the other party from further destroying the spiritual plant.

It's just that this spell is of high value. The price of the spiritual plant hall is fifteen low-grade spiritual stones. He is not willing to exchange it, and he has no spiritual stones to exchange it.

"I am not an unreasonable person, old man."

Although Old Xu felt pain, he still spoke.

He knew the characteristics of the spiritual locust, so he naturally knew that Zhou Changwang was not to blame.

Then, he looked at the spiritual grass and quickly cast a spell.

After a few breaths, a little spiritual light emanated from his body and poured into the spiritual grass.

Rejuvenation spell.

This spell is a healing spell. It can not only act on spiritual plants, but also has a certain recovery effect on injured people.

At this time, Lao Xu was planning to use this spell to treat and restore the spiritual grass.

As for whether it is effective or not, it depends on the vitality and recovery of the spiritual plant.

Then, Zhou Changwang started to explore and eliminate insects again.

Fortunately, the subsequent insect elimination was relatively smooth, and he did not find the spiritual locusts again.

So, when Zhou Changwang finished exploring the three acres of spiritual fields, there were already seven more spiritual insects in his cloth bag.

"Seven spirit insects, plus my original nine, that's sixteen.

I heard that in the market, someone is willing to buy spirit insects for fifteen with one low-grade spirit stone, and occasionally there are merchants who go to the spirit fields to buy.

If you exchange it, you can get another low-grade spirit stone.

That is to say, I earned two low-grade spirit stones today."

Zhou Changwang calculated in his mind and was suddenly happy.

Although this is not a common practice, because he can only earn one low-grade spirit stone from Old Xu every three days, but the spirit insect harvest is real.

When I returned to my residence, it was dark.

Zhou Changwang hurriedly washed the rice and cooked, and also processed six spirit insects as dishes to go with the rice.

After all, he also needs the spiritual energy in the spirit insect meat to help his practice.

Based on his experience of "eating" in the past few days, six spirit insects are enough for him to restore the spiritual power he consumed before, and it can also increase his Qi training level a little.

In addition, the Five Elements Secret Art of the mastery level allowed him to routinely increase his cultivation level by a "little" every day when he was practicing.

Although this little bit of increase was not much, this little bit, after years and months, wouldn't his cultivation level be directly improved?

As for the remaining ten spirit insects, he planned to save them and wait for a merchant to come to the spirit field to buy them, and then exchange them for spirit stones.

Anyway, spirit insects are spiritual creatures, with delicate and tough meat. Even if they are left for three or five days, they will not rot, and the spiritual energy will not be lost too much.

"But this low-grade spirit stone..."

Zhou Changwang woke up from his practice and couldn't help taking out the low-grade spirit stone again.

This spirit stone is estimated to be dust-free in the mortal world, because even in the dark, it is emitting a bright light.

Then, he put it away again.

Because he had already thought of the use of this spirit stone.

That is to buy spirit rice.

People, food is heaven.

As long as the cultivators are not truly practicing, they also need to eat, drink, defecate and urinate.

But ordinary rice can only fill the stomachs of cultivators, and is of no benefit to their practice.

But this spiritual rice is different.

Not only can it fill the stomach, but the spiritual energy contained in the spiritual rice can also be easily absorbed and refined by him, and transformed into his own spiritual power and cultivation bit by bit, improving his strength.

"Although this spiritual stone is good, I am a cultivator after all. In this world, the only thing that can really make a living is the realm of cultivation and strength."

Zhou Changwang sighed.

So, early the next morning, he hurried out.

The direction he went was not the land of spiritual fields, but the inner city of Fengmingwufang City.

Of course, he was not going to the shops in the inner city, but to a market for casual cultivators in the northwest corner of the inner city.

There, there would be countless casual cultivators setting up stalls to sell items, because the prices were often cheaper than those in shops, and sometimes you could get a bargain, so it also attracted many casual cultivators to gather.

"This is the inner city of Fangshi. Even the air is much sweeter.

If I live here, I will probably live a few years longer."

Zhou Changwang stepped into the inner city of Fangshi, took a deep breath, and couldn't help but sigh.

He knew that Fengmingwu Market was built on a first-grade spiritual vein, and the spiritual energy was much richer than that of the periphery. If a mortal lived here, he could live to at least eighty years old without illness or disaster, not to mention a long life.

"When I have spiritual stones in the future, I must move to this inner city to live."

Zhou Changwang sighed, but did not dare to stay here for too long, and hurried to the northwest.

Soon, a long street appeared in front of him.

On both sides of the street, cultivators were setting up stalls.

On the road, there were also many people of all kinds, either walking or stopping at those stalls to ask prices.

"There are so many various cultivation tools."

Looking at the things displayed on the stalls, Zhou Changwang couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

On the stalls, there were palm-sized talismans covered with various complex patterns, ancient books with various magical skills and magic spells, and even powerful magic tools that looked ordinary but were claimed by the stall owners to be stolen from a tomb of a true cultivator. There were also jade slips that were said to record powerful skills, bottles of elixirs with different effects, and seeds that were said to be second-grade or even third-grade spiritual plants...

Zhou Changwang carefully avoided these overly enthusiastic stall owners. He naturally knew that some things in the casual cultivator market were cheaper, but there were also many scams.

If you really believe the nonsense boasted by those stall owners, you will suffer a great loss.

Fortunately, Zhou Changwang grew up in the market and was very alert.

So soon, he appeared on a stall.

It was a rice stall.

There were various kinds of rice laid out on top, including not only ordinary rice for mortals to eat, but also various spiritual rice, such as the spiritual rice that Zhou Changwang was currently growing, the crescent-shaped rice, the blood-red rice that looked like blood threads, and the spiritual fruit rice that was as big as a grape...