Crazy Xiuxian, boundless magic power

Chu Wen suddenly remembered what the old monk said about essence and energy, and asked quickly:

"Brother, can I touch a woman while practicing Qi?"

Mingde Sanren chuckled and said, "If you can avoid touching it, don't do it. Otherwise, you will get half the result with twice the effort."

"Then why can I touch you, brother?" Chu Wen still didn't give up.

"For me, it doesn't matter whether I touch it or not. I can't build a foundation anyway, so I might as well live happily."

Chu Wen was greatly disappointed and confused when he heard this.

"Brother, how can you be so miserable as a Qi Refiner? You can just draw a few talismans and sell them for money."

Mingde Sanren sighed again.

"Alas, the business of drawing talismans is very competitive. What matters is reputation. Besides, do you think you can just draw a few strokes? That will consume your energy."

Chu Wen was confused: "Just consume it."

Upon hearing this, Mingde Sanren stretched his head and looked at Chu Wen a few times.

"Who is your teacher, brother? How come you don't know anything?"

"My master is a monk."

"Ah! No wonder it's like that. Drawing talismans consumes true energy, so it needs to be replenished with spiritual energy. The spiritual energy here is thin, and the price of spiritual stones is expensive. We, the casual cultivators with weak physiques, can only draw one talisman after gathering spiritual energy for several months. Even so, the competition is still fierce?"

Chu Wen roughly understood it and asked again:

"What is a spirit stone?"

"Spiritual stones contain spiritual energy, which are divided into five elements and four grades. Even the lowest-priced miscellaneous spiritual stones are not affordable for casual cultivators like us."

"Brother, what does the Five Elements Fourth Rank mean?"

Mingde Sanren saw that Chu Wen had hooked up with the richest man in Buffalo and wanted to make friends with him, so he patiently explained:

"The five elements are gold, wood, water, fire and earth. The four grades are mixed. The ones that only contain one of the five elements are the top-grade spirit stones. Top-grade spirit stones are used by those geniuses who cultivate with a single spiritual root. They are rarely circulated in the market."

"Middle-grade spiritual stones contain two of the five elements. Most of these spiritual stones are in the hands of large sects and cultivation families."

"Those containing three of the five elements are low-grade spirit stones, and those containing four of the five elements are collectively called miscellaneous spirit stones. Most of the spirit stones circulating on the market are these two types."

Chu Wen understood and asked again: "Where did the spirit stone come from?"

"Of course, they are produced from spiritual veins and spiritual mines. Those who can own spiritual veins and spiritual mines are all large sects or cultivation families."

Chu Wen quickly asked: "How can I earn spirit stones? Can't I buy them with gold or silver?"

"There are only four ways to earn spiritual stones: drawing talismans, refining pills, refining equipment, and digging spiritual medicines. Except for drawing talismans, the other three are not something that casual cultivators like us can get involved in."

“Spiritual herbs and medicinal herbs often grow in places with abundant spiritual energy, and those places are either dangerous or have owners. Alchemy requires not only talent, but also a cultivation base of at least Golden Core. Not to mention refining equipment. Without a cultivation base of at least Nascent Soul, it is impossible to learn it.”

"You can get spirit stones by joining the sect, but they don't accept disciples with mixed spiritual roots. You can buy spirit stones with gold and silver on the black market, but the prices are ridiculously high. A thousand taels of silver can only buy one piece of mixed spirit stone. It's not cost-effective."

Chu Wen was greatly enlightened when he heard this, and asked:

"Even if he is just a casual cultivator, he has some skills. He is definitely stronger than those mortals. He can kill everyone with just a few magic tricks. How could he be so miserable?"

"So-called cultivation requires money, companions, Dharma and land. Without money, how can there be Dharma? Do you think those skills can be obtained casually?"

Chu Wen became even more confused after hearing this.

"Is it difficult to acquire the technique? Can't we just find someone to teach us?"

"Brother, you are too naive. I am now dictating a technique to you. Do you dare to practice it? If I want to harm you, I only need to tell you one wrong acupuncture point. At the very least, you will go astray or even die immediately. Brother, remember that human hearts are hard to predict."

Chu Wen was secretly shocked when he heard this. He had just picked up a piece of paper and started practicing under the old monk's random instructions. It was really dangerous.

"Then how can I learn the technique?"

"For casual cultivators like you and me, the best thing is to go to the cultivation market and buy jade slips of cultivation techniques. Most of those jade slips are engraved by large sects and cultivation families, and can only be used once. They also have anti-counterfeiting runes, but they are really expensive. The most basic fireball technique also costs ten low-grade spirit stones. I can't afford it."

Chu Wen asked quickly: "How much silver can be exchanged for a low-grade spirit stone?"

"The black market price is not fixed. Sometimes it's three thousand taels, and sometimes it's five thousand taels."

"Where is the black market?"

"Five hundred miles north of here, there is a place called Lumingchuan. It is a place where independent cultivators exchange goods. The market opens on the first and fifteenth day of every month."

"Where is the Xiuzhen Market?"

"There is a Guiyuan Sect in the neighboring county, and there is a market at the foot of Guiyuan Sect Mountain."

Chu Wen silently wrote down the address and calculated secretly in his mind.

In this case, a fireball spell would require approximately 30,000 to 50,000 taels of silver. It seems that we need to make more money.

In addition, you must find out what your spiritual roots are as soon as possible.

What if I am a rare genius among millions, with only one spiritual root, and joining a large sect is just around the corner? Then, wouldn't the skills and spiritual stones come to me uninvited?

I am the chosen son of heaven who traveled through time and space. It is impossible for me to have mixed spiritual roots. This is definitely not in line with the logic of heaven or hell.

The more Chu Wen thought about it, the happier he became, and he couldn't help but grin.

At this moment, the cell door was pushed open with a bang, and the jailer was seen leading a young girl slowly into the dungeon.

The girl had a pretty face and a graceful figure, and was quite pretty, but her brows were slightly furrowed and her expression was gloomy, which made people feel pity at first sight.

There were only three people imprisoned in the prison. Mingde Sanren knew clearly that the girl must have come to visit Chu Wen again.

The people I meet are all middle-aged young women and yellow-faced aunts, there is no such stuff.

The motionless humanoid creature opposite has probably been forgotten by the world long ago.

Ming De San Ren secretly wondered in his heart how lucky Chu Wen was to have the chance to meet such a beautiful woman.

The jailer moved a stool outside Chu Wen's cell. The girl sat down leisurely, smiled faintly, and spoke softly to Chu Wen, who was lying on the ground and looking up at her:

"Mr. Chu, thank you."

Chu Wen looked through the bars and saw, in the dim candlelight of the dungeon, that there were tears in the woman's eyes.

This "thank you" was said with such sincerity, as if Chu Wen had fished her out of the river and given her five hundred taels of silver.

Chu Wen didn't understand the situation, but he still strained his throat and said in a baritone voice that was specially used to speak to beautiful women:

"Why are you thanking me, girl?"

The girl looked at Chu Wen with pity in her eyes, her voice as soft as a mosquito but choked with sobs.

"Mr. Chu must be feeling very painful."

When the cunning Chu Wen saw the woman's expression and her words, he immediately thought of Mulanhuaman, whom he had written before.

I had never met this girl before, but she looked at me with tears in her eyes and a look of pity. Only someone who has read that poem and had similar experiences would behave this way.

Chu Wen smiled faintly, tightened his throat, and changed into a more attractive bass.

"I guess there is someone living in the girl's heart."

When the woman heard this, a bitter smile appeared on her face.

"Mr. Chu, do you know me?"

Chu Wen looked up for too long, his neck felt a little sore, he lowered his head and said:

"We are both fallen people at the end of the world. How can we meet each other before?"

After these words were spoken, the woman was stunned for a long time without saying anything. Chu Wen looked up and saw that the woman was covering her mouth with her hands, tears streaming down her face, and it seemed that she was trying hard to hold back her tears.

When Chu Wen saw this, his heart ached. This woman must be hurt, otherwise she wouldn't be like this.

Chu Wen couldn't stand seeing women frowning, especially beautiful women.

He stopped pretending to be a bass and said with a distressed look on his face:

"Girl, don't be sad. Missing the past is just carving a boat in the long river of memory. Everything of yesterday has become who I am today. Don't think about it, and don't be sad. From now on, no matter how you harvest or plant, you must know that everything has cracks, and that's where the light comes in."

When the woman heard this, she slowly stopped crying and stared at Chu Wen with infatuated eyes, and was stunned.

Seeing this, Chu Wen knew that he had guessed right, and said softly:

"In this bizarre world, no one can live a smooth life. But I always believe that those who have gone through the misty rain, the mountains and rivers, and experienced all kinds of hardships and tasted all kinds of flavors will be more vivid and pure."

After she finished speaking, the woman was stunned for a moment, then tears rolled down her cheeks and she choked with sobs, but her brows relaxed.

"Thank you, Master Chu, take care of yourself."

This woman was none other than Sun Bihe. She mustered up the courage to come visit the prisoner, but she didn't expect to behave so out of control.

After realizing her loss of composure, she felt so ashamed that she ran out of the dungeon after saying this, forgetting even to say her own name.

Chu Wen sighed and saved another girl. It seems that my character is really good.

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