Villain: I am not good at fighting.

Spiritual stones are minerals condensed from pure spiritual energy. They are the common currency used for transactions among immortal cultivators and are formed in two ways.

One is that the cultivator injects his own spiritual energy into a special substance called white crystal ore.

The white crystal ore will automatically condense into spiritual stones of corresponding attributes according to the spiritual root attributes of the cultivator. This process will consume a lot of the cultivator's time and spiritual energy.

The quality of the condensed spirit stones is also closely related to the cultivator's cultivation realm. For example, the Foundation Establishment stage can only condense low-grade spirit stones, the Core Formation stage can condense medium-grade spirit stones, and the Nascent Soul stage can condense high-grade spirit stones.

Because white crystal ore cannot withstand the spiritual power of the Nascent Soul stage and above, the spiritual stones condensed by humans can only reach the highest quality.

Some old immortal cultivators who have no hope of making a breakthrough, in order to bless their descendants, often condense their own cultivation into spirit stones at the end of their lives, and then bury them in peace.

The second way that spirit stones are formed is from the spirit veins occupied by the major sects. This naturally formed spirit ore is purer than artificially refined ones, easier to refine, and has a higher upper limit.

The highest grade spirit stones that can be mined are top-grade spirit stones. The spiritual power contained in one top-grade spirit stone is comparable to the total of one thousand high-grade spirit stones. There is a huge gap between high-grade and top-grade.

The ratio between high-grade spirit stones, medium-grade spirit stones and low-grade spirit stones is one to one hundred.

One high-grade spirit stone is equivalent to one hundred medium-grade spirit stones, and one medium-grade spirit stone is equivalent to one hundred low-grade spirit stones.

In addition, spiritual stones are also divided into different properties. Naturally formed spiritual stone veins will only have five properties: gold, wood, water, fire and earth.

Artificially refined spirit stones will produce spirit stones with mutant attributes such as wind, thunder, light, darkness, and ice according to the mutation of the spirit roots.

However, cultivators with mutated spiritual roots often have outstanding talents, so there are few mutated spiritual stones circulating in the market, and the prices of mutated spiritual stones are no different from ordinary five-element spiritual stones.

But then again, whether it was a mutated spirit stone or an ordinary five-element spirit stone, there was not a single one in Liu Muqing's storage bag.

The burly man offered forty low-grade spirit stones. Even if Liu Muqing really wanted to buy it, she couldn't afford it, not to mention that she came in just to delay time.

"My dear Daoist Wang, I am weak and cannot use a magical weapon of this weight. I am truly sorry."

Liu Muqing pretended to be embarrassed and refused tactfully.

"Oh, it's my fault. Old Wang, please put away the indigo halberd. I'll take Miss Liu to look somewhere else."

Before Liu Muqing could continue speaking, Song Feng slapped his forehead and tried to smooth things over.

"Don't worry, Brother Songfeng, this is not the only magic weapon we have."

The burly man grabbed Taoist Songfeng, rummaged into his storage bag, and took out a fiery red silk thread.

"Red Lotus Fiery Silk, a mid-grade magical weapon, is as light as a feather and hard to be cut by a sword. All it takes is an injection of..."

"Hehehe, Xiao Wang, put away your fire silk. This girl has a rare mutated ice spirit root, and fire silk is a perfect counteracting factor."

A greasy, playful laugh came from the side, and the foundation-building cultivator in the central square appeared beside Liu Muqing at some point.

"Uncle!"

"Senior Song!"

Song Feng and the burly man hurriedly saluted, and Liu Muqing also bowed slightly and called him "senior". The foundation-building cultivator had fluorescent lights in his eyes and glanced at Liu Muqing again and again.

He must have practiced some kind of pupil technique, as he could tell Liu Muqing's spiritual root attributes at a glance. Fortunately, the blood evil energy sank into her dantian, and the gaze of the foundation-building cultivator was fixed on the space between her two peaks by Liu Muqing.

"Ahem, ahem, uncle-master, uncle-master..."

Songfeng pretended to cough and gave an awkward reminder.

"Uh, oh, I'm Song Gui, how come a girl with the cultivation level of Qi Refining Level 12 is here?"

Song Kei asked the same question as Song Feng.

"Master, Miss Liu's best friend Mei Ningmei came here to buy some magic tools before going to Kunshan Secret Realm."

Without waiting for Liu Muqing to speak, Song Feng told Song Gui, who was in the foundation-building stage, everything he knew.

"Meining..."

Song Gui looked like he wanted to know her, but couldn't find any memory of her. After struggling for a long time, he simply gave up and said:

"Oh, forget it. Miss Liu wants to buy a magic weapon. That's easy to say. I happen to have an ice-attributed robe that's suitable for Miss Liu."

A dignified foundation-building cultivator actually surrendered himself and showed his courtesy in front of Liu Muqing, taking out a snow-white women's dress from his storage bag.

The clothes were snow-white and crystal clear, spotless, with a faint chill coming from the surface.

"Top-grade vestments?"

Liu Muqing took a look at it in surprise. The spiritual power fluctuations of this clothing were comparable to those of a top-grade magical weapon.

"That's right, this dress is called Snow Flakes Ice Feather Robe, it is spotless, impervious to swords and spears, and can emit extremely cold ice air to freeze the enemy.

The most important thing is that it can be stretched and retracted to perfectly complement a girl’s figure.”

At this point, Song Gui revealed an intoxicated look, and he wished he could immediately strip off Liu Muqing's mortal clothes and put on this ice feather dress for her.

"Senior, such a good treasure must be very expensive. I may not be able to afford it!"

Liu Muqing's eyes were full of affection and she showed a heart-throb expression.

"Hahaha, if the young lady likes it, you only need to agree to my small request. I will give this snow flake ice feather coat to the young lady."

Song Gui's inadvertent gaze once again climbed up Liu Muqing's peaks, with their proud and majestic posture, overlooking all the other mountains.

"Senior, you can talk about it."

Liu Muqing pretended not to see it and continued to smile sweetly.

"Haha, later in the evening, when the market is over, would you please go to Qingyang Temple as a guest?"

"Uncle Master, Miss Liu..."

Song Feng knew exactly what kind of person his uncle was. His face immediately turned grim and he wanted to persuade him.

"Junior Brother Songfeng, it seems that you are on duty at the city gate today. Since you have led the way for Miss Liu, I will not bother with you. Why don't you go back to duty?"

A woman who even has to come to the market of casual cultivators to buy protective magic tools obviously has no background. She is so beautiful that if he doesn't make a move for her, he will miss the opportunity forever.

Song Gui was concerned about the large number of people here, and was afraid that if he used forceful action he would scare those independent cultivators, causing them to not trust Qingyang Temple and Yunshan Sect. Once they arrived at Qingshan Temple, it would be easy for him to capture the cultivator at the twelfth level of Qi Refining.

Liu Muqing, who grew up in Xiangyue Tower, knew Song Gui's dirty thoughts. She immediately smiled and said with a hint of amusement:

"It's not impossible to visit Qingyang Temple. It depends on whether the Snow Flake Ice Feather Robe in your hand is suitable for me."

Song Gui laughed out loud when he heard this. Since Liu Muqing didn't explicitly refuse, he thought that this was her consent.

"Hahaha, okay, okay, I'll give this to Miss Liu."

Liu Muqing took the Snow Frost Feather Robe and said to Song Feng, who looked depressed:

"Fellow Daoist Songfeng, could you please take me to a secluded room? I can't change clothes here."

"Go ahead. As long as you don't leave Qingshan City, there's no harm in going."

Song Gui pretended to be generous and waved his hand, quietly leaving his scent on Liu Muqing so that he could locate her at any time.