My brother is so cunning.

"That's all...even if there is no hope of attaining enlightenment and dying in the mountains, I, He Lingyun, will never put down my dignity and exchange my innocent body for the foundation of enlightenment!"

The girl clenched her pink fists tightly and whispered word by word, as if she was taking an oath, and also as if she was motivating herself.

The female monk turned her back and walked resolutely in the opposite direction to the cave gate - even if she had spent hundreds of years without making any progress in practice, she would not let go of her last persistence and would not break through the difficulties in front of her. The bottom line for Crane is that the road to spiritual practice is long and difficult, and one should not settle for it. There is still poetry and a distant future...

"Fellow Taoist, please stay!"

He had just taken a few steps when he heard a call from behind. He didn't know what was going on. He Lingyun felt as if he was under a restraining spell after hearing these words. He could no longer take a step forward. He turned around in confusion and faced the direction. The direction from which the shout came.

A human race man wearing a moon-white coat appeared at the gate of the cave at some unknown time. The human race monk was thin and unremarkable in appearance. The only characteristic was that he was different from the current cultivators who wore long hair tied into a bun. The half-length, unruly hair is stuck up.

This human monk didn't show any fluctuations in his spiritual energy. He Lingyun secretly used his Qi-gazing technique to look at him and saw that he had no trace of spiritual practice at all, as if he was just a mortal.

What makes He Lingyun even more unhappy is that this human monk has no trace of the aura of a cultivator. Instead, he smells of alcohol, and his eyes are blurred and turbid, as if he has been hollowed out by alcohol. He is extremely decadent and degenerate, and even the corners of his mouth have... There was saliva that had not been wiped off, and he looked dirty and sloppy.

"It's quite metaphysical. I didn't expect this mantra to be very effective in attracting customers..."

The human monk murmured in a low voice and grinned, forcing out a seemingly attentive smile, waving his hand and saying: "Fellow Taoist, you are here, why don't you come into the store to have a look? The products in our store are of high quality, affordable prices, and first-class service. , don’t miss it when you pass by, it will be your loss... Sister, do you know?”

He wanted to turn around and leave, but he didn't expect the owner to come out and greet him. He Lingyun couldn't help but leave without saying a word, which was a loss of etiquette, so he had to bow his head and reply: "I...I don't want to buy anything."

"You're here, it doesn't matter if you don't want to buy. Come and take a look first... There are many novelties in our store that you can't find in the whole world of cultivation. Take a look and you might be able to arouse the desire to buy."

Chun Chun, a human race man, said seductively: "Just like the flying sword film service, coating the flying sword with a nano-scale emery coating can greatly improve the wear resistance of the flying sword. Even if the sword blades intersect with others, it will not easily appear. Scratching, or applying a layer of tempered crystal film as thin as a cicada's wings, can improve the impact resistance of the flying sword. It is not afraid of being easily broken when it collides with heavy weapons. The film must be broken first..."

As soon as this sales pitch was said, He Lingyun actually felt excited. He couldn't help but secretly sigh in his heart. If Feijian had been pasted with the "tempered crystal film" that the human race man called, Feijian would not have been destroyed by Western monks. to the current predicament.

"For another example, our store has also opened a fashion counter specifically for female monks. It has boldly innovated and modified the styles of traditional feather robes and launched a variety of fashionable clothing. These new clothing, shoes and hats have the defensive capabilities It is the same as the traditional Yuyi Taoist robe, but the degree of exposure... ahem... the beauty is much higher. If a beautiful fairy like you wears it, it will definitely be the most beautiful in the world of cultivation, and the reputation will be passed down through the ages..."

He Lingyun, who was still a little tempted at first, suddenly became alert after hearing the subsequent sales pitch. He narrowed his eyes and stared at the gushing human man. The more he looked at him, the more he felt something was wrong.

"No need!"

The female monk interrupted loudly: "People who cultivate immortality have a pure heart and few desires. How can they be in the mood to pursue beauty and ugliness? I just happened to pass by this place by chance. I hope that my Taoist friends will not continue to entangle me. Those kind of feather-clad Taoist robes that are immoral and immoral have a clear Taoist heart." Only monks don't bother to wear it, and I also advise fellow Taoists not to sell such corrupt and filthy things, and please do it yourself!"

The human man shrugged his shoulders and shut his mouth knowingly. He was obviously used to being rejected by others when selling sales. He naturally made a gesture of invitation and said calmly: "Business cannot be done by benevolence and righteousness. If my fellow Taoist is not interested, I won't delay." It’s my time, fellow Taoist, to send you my sincere greetings and wish you success in your practice and your enlightenment as soon as possible.”

He Lingyun turned around and raised her legs to leave, but when she thought about it, if she just left, her cultivation resources would be gone within fifty years. The path of cultivation would be like sailing against the current, if she does not advance, she would retreat. In a vicious circle, there would be no hope of enlightenment. She really felt that It is impossible to take this step towards the abyss.

After hesitating for a long time, He Lingyun bit his lip, turned back to the human man, carefully took out a flying sword with its blade broken into several pieces from the bag, and said with a cold face: "This sword can be repaired. ”

The human man's eyes lit up, and he ignored her renege. He took out a pair of strange single-chip crystal eye masks from his arms, put on the eye masks and carefully inspected the damaged flying sword for a long time, shook his head and said:

"If it is just a sword fight and is broken by a sharp hard object, it can be repaired. This sword seems to have been smashed by a Buddhist treasure blessed by Buddha's power. The internal spiritual energy veins have been shattered by the impact of Buddha's power. Even if it is welded The fracture also has its own shape and cannot be manipulated. "

Seeing He Lingyun showing disappointment, the human man continued patiently: "If this sword is of commemorative significance to the fairy, it must be repaired. The repair cost is at least four times that of buying a new flying sword. It is better to spend less energy." To buy a new sword, does the fairy have to spend a lot of money to repair it?"

He Lingyun frowned and asked tentatively: "How many spiritual stones does the cheapest flying sword you have here have?"

The human man blurted out very skillfully: "The flying sword of the low-level spiritual weapon level costs 1,500 low-grade spiritual stones, but it is not in stock at the moment. It takes three days to build, but the materials are not included, and the cost is only 500 low." This is the lowest price in the entire cultivation world for high-grade spirit stones. The internal prices of the standard flying swords provided by many major sects to their inner disciples are higher than this."

He Lingyun had previously concealed his identity and sneaked into the cultivator market where casual cultivators gathered to inquire about the price of the flying sword. After all, he had never seen the actual object, and regardless of the quality, judging from the price alone, what this human race man said was true. He was indeed a cultivator. Low prices that are hard to find in the world.

Generally, the price of low-level Lingbao flying swords established by casual cultivators in Xiuzhenfang City is at least 3,000 low-grade Lingshi for one sword. Even if you bring your own materials, the cost of construction will be 1,000 Lingshi.

It was impossible not to be tempted. If she had a thousand and five spirit stones at hand, she would probably have to pay for them on the spot.

Unfortunately, now that she has rummaged through her purse, she can only find about a hundred low-grade spiritual stones, which is her entire net worth.

Disciples of the Lishan Immortal Sect cannot freely leave the mountain gate to collect resources like disciples of the Chan Jiao, Human Jiao, and Western Sect. The only source of income is the monthly spiritual stones distributed by the sect.

He Lingyun's monthly salary is high, but he only has fifty low-grade spiritual stones a month, which can barely sustain Tianlinggen's daily spiritual energy consumption. Even if he uses it sparingly, he can only save about ten spiritual stones every month. , if you continue to deprive yourself of what you need for cultivation, your Tianling roots will not be nourished, your body will have to bear damage, and your realm may fall over time.

The current period is not the period of apotheosis when spiritual energy is at its peak. The spiritual energy of all states in the world is gradually drying up. Immortals cannot eat the wind and drink the dew and directly face the void to extract huge amounts of spiritual energy for cultivation and improvement.

In a sense, spiritual stones are like rations for cultivators. Cultivators can live without eating or drinking, but they must always maintain spiritual nourishment.

The higher the level of the spiritual root, the more spiritual energy is needed daily. Just by absorbing spiritual energy from nature, even poor spiritual roots can be maintained. Heavenly spiritual root owners like He Lingyun must refine spiritual stones during practice. Increase your spiritual energy intake.

For a wealthy sect, a genius like He Lingyun would naturally be like a fish in water. Her cultivation progresses by leaps and bounds, and she consumes a lot of spiritual stones every day. It is easy to quickly overcome the calamity and become an immortal within a hundred years, but she is a monk born from eggs. And she was a remnant of the Jiejiao Cult. Despite her poverty, she was deeply burdened by her talent. If the Tianlinggen could not eat the spirit stone, it would eat up her flesh and blood.

Slowly accumulate spiritual stones. I can save ten yuan a month. It will take more than ten years to save fifteen hundred yuan. I can't catch up with the competition within the sect next month. Once I lose the competition and rank bottom, I will get fifty spiritual stones a month. My monthly salary has to be deducted, and I can’t even save any money.

Without the Flying Sword, you can't save Spirit Stones, and without the Spirit Stones, you can't even buy the Flying Sword. When He Lingyun thought of this unsolvable vicious circle, he couldn't help but frown and look sad. All this was seen by the human race man again. inside.

"Could it be..."

The man narrowed his eyes, looked at He Lingyun seriously, and asked tentatively: "Fellow Taoist, is he a disciple of Lishan Immortal Sect?"

"How do you know?" He Ling said in surprise when he heard this: "My cultivation level is so much higher than yours, how could you tell my whereabouts at a glance?"

"For a female monk like you who has good looks and temperament and is outstanding among her peers in cultivation, if she comes from a famous sect such as Chan Sect or Human Sect, she will have no shortage of spiritual stones at all, and there will even be countless licking dogs around her who want to take their place. You pay the bill, why would you worry about a few thousand low-grade spiritual stones?"

The human man curled his lips and said: "After several times in the world of cultivation, only the female disciples of the Lishan Immortal Sect, the last position of our Jiejiao Sect, have suffered so miserably!"

He Lingyun sighed slightly, but quite agreed with his words, lowered his head and said nothing.

"I am Wen Rui, from the lineage of the Holy Mother of Jin Ling. I am the son of Grand Master Wen Zhong. In the sixth year of Emperor Xin of the Yin Dynasty, I became a disciple of Jiejiao. Due to the limitation of my talent, my cultivation level is lower, but my age of joining the religion is higher than that of any other member of the Lishan Immortal Sect. You are a third-generation disciple, so you can shamelessly call me junior sister."

Recognizing He Lingyun's identity as a disciple of Jie Jiao, the human monk put away his professional and attentive smile, but his tone was more sincere and cordial: "Junior sister, you and I are both members of Jie Jiao, why should we be so indifferent? Well, just admit that you don’t have the money. My store has a special Lishan counter. Let’s go through a different process and you can get the flying sword without spending half a spirit stone.”

As he spoke, the male monk who called himself Wen Rui narrowed his eyes and looked at He Lingyun carefully up and down again. His eyes were extremely aggressive, and his eyes were scratching her face and body. To put it mildly, he was a lecherous disciple. To put it harshly, it's like inspecting a product.

He Lingyun subconsciously covered his chest with both hands and shrank his body, but then he thought that he had formed a golden elixir, and the other party seemed to have not even broken through the Qi refining stage, so there was no need to be afraid. He suddenly became angry with shame and yelled: "You traitor, Relying on a few spiritual stones to seduce the female disciples of Lishan Immortal Sect to satisfy your evil desires, you are such a despicable person, wishful thinking and shameless! I will not devote myself to you for a flying sword!"

Wen Rui was stunned and said in astonishment: "Where did you start talking about this? There must be some misunderstanding..."

"Hmph, don't think that because I'm a crane, I don't understand the evil thoughts of your despicable human race. There's something wrong with the way you look at me!" He Lingyun said coldly: "The way you look at me, it's clear that you are greedy for my body!"

"First take a look at the words on this jade slip, and then I will explain it to you in detail. Things are definitely not what you think!"

Wen Rui waved his hands repeatedly and hurriedly took out a jade slip from his arms to show it to He Lingyun. He Lingyun thought that his secret was exposed and he was trying to kill him by surprise, so he quickly cast the Tiangang Curse to protect himself, but he didn't wait for the expected attack.

He Lingyun looked at the jade slip, and saw that it was densely engraved with many gold characters, and the title on the top line was "Body Donation Consent Form"

"Please be patient, junior sister, and listen to my explanation. It is true that I covet your body, but I am only interested in your body's scientific research value."

Shaking the jade slip, the man said seriously: "As long as you sign this donation consent form, you can redeem what you need in my store on the spot, and you can even directly exchange it for a certain amount of spiritual stones. The condition is that after you die, you agree to let me conduct physiological dissection, organ observation, tissue sampling and testing, cell microstructure analysis, gene sequence analysis and other scientific research experiments on your body to study the catalytic effect of spiritual energy on biological cell growth and division and the influence of gene mutation and evolution."

He Lingyun was stunned and opened her mouth but didn't say a word. It was not that she realized that this was a misunderstanding and was speechless, but that many of the words the man said were beyond her cognitive ability. She didn't understand what the other party was talking about.

What is scientific research?

What is dissection?

What is a cell?

What is a gene?

These words were not seen in any of the Jiejiao scriptures and secret books that He Lingyun had studied, nor had they been heard by others, as if they did not belong to this era at all.

Why would he be willing to exchange treasures and spiritual stones for the body of a cultivator?

What benefits could he get from doing "scientific research", "dissection", "testing" and "analysis" on his own body?

A series of questions swirled in He Lingyun's mind, and his thoughts were disconnected for a while, and he stood there speechless.