Creation Color Master

The sky has just brightened and a red sun rises from the east, ushering in a new day.

The villagers started to get busy early in the morning, cleaning the courtyard, making fire and cooking. After eating, they started to work hard for their livelihood.

After dinner, Chu Mo habitually moved a chair and sat in the courtyard to read.

Since his cultivation level has been stuck at the peak of the first level of spirit summoning, Chu Mo no longer needs to cultivate his spirituality. He only needs to ensure that there is enough spirituality in his dantian during battle.

Therefore, he has been focusing on meditation. Since his cultivation cannot be improved for the time being, he will improve his mental strength and increase the number of puppets he can use.

It’s a pity that I don’t have any skills to cultivate my mental power, and the improvement in my mental power from last night’s meditation was minimal.

It seems that it is time to find a method to cultivate spiritual power.

Just as Chu Mo was thinking, a voice interrupted him.

"Chu boy, how was your rest yesterday? Are you used to it?"

Huo Lei's voice came through the wall. Chu Mo quickly stood up, put down the book, and opened the gate.

Huo Lei changed into a smart outfit, drove a carriage and stopped at the door, waved at Chu Mo and said, "Come on, Chu boy. Today I will take you to the market three miles outside the village to have a look. Let you see the market in Dengzhou."

Chu Mo nodded and asked Yao Guangxiao to accompany him.

As for Tian Yiheng and Yang Jiye, they naturally have their own things to do.

In this way, the two of them rode on horseback behind Horley's carriage and headed towards the market.

Chu Mo didn't notice that their series of actions were all seen by a villager. When they drove away, the villager hurriedly ran out of the village.

The market that Huo Lei mentioned was not far from Hongfeng Village, and they arrived there in no time.

Chu Mo looked over and found that there were no houses nearby, just a tamarisk forest. Various camels, horses and other spiritual beasts could be seen everywhere. Large and small packages of supplies were all placed on the ground, and the stall owners sat anywhere.

At first glance, I saw a lot of people coming and going, but the sellers and buyers were not clearly distinguished. Everyone lowered their heads and glanced at the stalls. Those who were not interested turned away, while those who were interested squatted down to trade with the stall owner.

The stall owner doesn't shout to attract customers. He just chats with people who ask about the price. He doesn't get annoyed if no one is interested and just goes about his own business.

Everyone seems to be very casual, but there is an indescribable order among them.

The whole scene seems very noisy, but when you are in it, you will find that it doesn't seem noisy at all.

Huo Lei looked at Chu Mo who was standing there in a daze and said with a smile: "Well, we are all organized voluntarily. We come here to trade regularly. We don't have fixed stalls. It's common that you didn't come this time and he didn't come next time."

"Come on, go in with Big Brother and see if there's anything you need."

After saying that, he pulled Chu Mo into the crowd.

Looking at the numerous spiritual objects and commodities on the stalls, Chu Mo could be said to have seen that everything was available, from tables, chairs and benches to firewood, rice, oil and salt, everything was available, it was truly eye-opening.

The only bad thing is that most of the people who come here are ordinary people, and most of the things they buy and sell are just ordinary goods.

At this time, a spiritual object on a stall caught Chu Mo's attention.

There was a bunch of crystal white plants on the stall, and the surrounding area was transparent. It was the soul-nourishing Tremella fuciformis, a plant that could restore mental strength and even nourish the three souls and seven spirits.

There is also a legend about the soul-nourishing Tremella.

Many years ago, there lived a couple in a mountain. They led a life of hunting, the man hunting, and weaving, until they had a son in their old age, which made the old couple very happy.

Unfortunately, the old man's son was born missing one soul, which led to congenital dementia.

The father felt sorry for his son, so he decided to risk his life and travel thousands of miles to find the magical item that could restore his son to normal. After discussing with his wife, he embarked on the journey to find the elixir.

After her husband left, the wife took care of her son alone, while also looking forward to her husband's early return.

Day after day, year after year.

Her husband still did not return. The beautiful woman of that year is now old. Every day she would snuggle under the big tree in front of the door, worried about how her son would survive after her death, and longing for her husband to return. She cried every day, and her tears fell on the big tree beside her.

The lush tree in front of the door never sprouted any more leaves after winter and turned into a dead tree for some reason.

The woman, however, just like usual, leaned against the dead tree and cried.

Finally, the husband with gray hair and bent back came back. He did not find the elixir to cure his son, and he no longer had the energy to cross mountains and rivers.

He grew old and returned to the familiar hometown, but the familiar girl fell under a dead tree, her tears running dry.

The old man buried his wife under a dead tree and began to take care of his demented son alone.

One day, the old man discovered that the dead tree was covered with white Tremella fuciformis. On a whim, he picked some and tasted them. He immediately felt refreshed and his mind became clear.

So he made Tremella fuciformis porridge and fed it to his son. After eating it, his son was no longer stupid and became a normal person again.

Of course, this is just a legend, but the soul-nourishing Tremella fuciformis really has the legendary effect. However, to cure dementia, it is estimated that it will take a very long time to take soul-nourishing Tremella fuciformis.

Now that I have come across it, there is no reason not to accept it.

In the end, it was bought for the price of one tael of gold.

Huo Lei kept muttering to Chu Mo, saying that he had lost out. He knew that Tremella was extremely difficult to preserve and easily rotted. The villagers usually used it to make soup after digging it up, saying that the soup was extremely delicious.

Chu Mo laughed when he heard that and didn't care. No matter what others said, the Soul-Nourishing Tremella was a treasure in his hands.

The three of them continued to wander around the market, and Chu Mo was looking forward to discovering some treasure.

It’s a pity that after walking around, I didn’t find anything.

By the time we got to Horley, the cart was filled with food, vegetables, cloth and other daily necessities.

Now that they had finished visiting the market and bought things, the three of them drove away.

When the carriage reached a wood, a group of masked men suddenly jumped out from the dense forest. Each of them was tall and strong, and looked like thugs.

The leader should be practicing some military skills, and he exudes the power of absorbed military evil. It's a pity that his cultivation has not reached the first level.

The group of people rushed forward without any nonsense, raising their knives to kill.

Chu Mo naturally knew who was behind this group of people. Since you came to me on your own initiative, don't blame me for being cruel. It's time for you to get rid of this harm to the villagers here.

Chu Mo's eyes were cold. Huo Lei, who was driving, grabbed an iron pole from the car and rushed over shouting.

"Chu boy, be careful, these people are the thugs of Ma Renyi's family."

Chu Mo ignored him and calmly uttered the word "kill" to Yao Guangxiao.

When many masked men rushed out, Yao Guangxiao was already ready to take action, waiting for Chu Mo's order.

As Chu Mo uttered the word "kill", the masked men who had been rushing towards this side all turned into corpses, lying on the ground with their eyes open.

If you look closely, you will find that their eyebrows are pierced, and blood is flowing out of the holes, mixed with white brain matter.

Huo Lei, who was waving the iron carrying pole at the side, was also stunned in fear. In just a blink of an eye, the lively man turned into a corpse. The shock to him was too great.

Huo Lei's Adam's apple moved, and he was silent for a long time.