Start with a blood-drinking sword and destroy the world of immortal cultivation

"Is this a poisonous mushroom?"

"Yes, Master, it is a poisonous poisonous mushroom. It will be used when refining poison. It is also a first-grade inferior mushroom."

"oh."

Ye Buyen washed the dust off the food, then threw it into his mouth and tasted it carefully.

After a moment, he said: "This tastes much better than ordinary elixirs."

Lin Murong and Zhou Yi were already used to it.

Along the way, Ye Buwen didn't know how many kinds of elixirs he took, and some poisonous and non-poisonous ones were stuffed into his mouth.

He still looked like nothing was wrong.

Just the elixirs he took on the road could buy them a fortune.

Apart from his food, what's in the storage bag is the most important thing.

After two or three days of traveling, I earned two hundred spirit stones just from the elixir I found.

They were poor and had never experienced such a speed of making money. Ye Buwen was simply picking up money in the mountains.

Just after Ye Buwen took another weed elixir, he was suddenly stunned.

"I feel cool and cool here in my abdomen, and there is a qi in my abdomen. I feel like it is spiritual energy. What do you think?"

"The poisoning caused hallucinations," Lin Murong said nonchalantly.

"Master, if you think it's spiritual energy, use the immortal cultivation technique to circulate it. Maybe it's the feeling of anger."

Zhou Yi said it casually without thinking too much. She also thought it was poisoning.

After a moment, Ye Buwen was silent: "I seem to have refined it. There is a gray and dull space in the abdomen that can be seen."

The two female cultivators paused, and their mouths became a little tense.

Can you please stop attacking people? They are already such monsters, and they still want to follow the path of cultivating immortals.

Let these immortal cultivators live.

Moreover, doesn’t it mean that there is no spiritual root?

Lin Murong said with envy and jealousy: "If nothing else happens, you should have gotten angry and opened your Dantian. You can be considered to have entered the path of cultivating immortals."

"Why don't you try practicing?"

Ye Buwen sat on the ground with some expectation on his face, and began to meditate by running the "Xuansha Qigong" according to the methods of cultivating immortals and the precautions for cultivation taught by Lin Murong.

Not long after, Ye Buyen lowered the raised corners of his mouth.

"Why can't I sense spiritual energy?"

According to the beginning of cultivation according to the method of cultivating immortals, the cultivator will perceive the world of spiritual energy, and then collect the spiritual energy movement skills and refine them into the Dantian.

But the aura world Ye Buwen perceived was gray, without any aura light spots.

Therefore, it is impossible to capture the spiritual energy for refining.

When Lin Murong heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief.

No spiritual roots or no spiritual roots. The inability to sense spiritual energy is an important reason why those without spiritual roots cannot practice.

Lin Murong did not tell the truth to avoid irritating Ye Buwen.

"Novices are like this. If you try more, you will have a chance."

But Ye Buwen was not that ignorant.

He already had a guess in his mind that it was a matter of not having spiritual roots.

The reason why he just felt angry may be that he took too many elixirs, and the complex effect of their combination made him feel angry.

I wanted to take some elixir to improve my body's ability to resist poison, but the feeling of qi was just an unexpected surprise.

Ye Buwen calmed down.

At least he, who has no spiritual roots, is not hopeless in cultivating immortality.

He stood up and continued on his way.

One day later, the three of them came to a small town where humans gathered.

Lin Murong introduced Ye Buwen: "This is Feiling Town. It is a resting place for monks who travel through the spiritless zone. Many chambers of commerce will also settle here to provide business."

"There are also many casual cultivators who have settled here. It is a quite prosperous town."

Ye Buwen nodded and looked at the town curiously.

The town is very large, with an estimated permanent population of more than 20,000 people.

There are many tall and luxurious buildings here, and each building has the words of a certain chamber of commerce written on it.

Apart from this, there are small wooden courtyards scattered around without any planning.

Some wooden courtyards have farmland outside, and there are old farmers cultivating the farmland.

And in the tall and luxurious buildings, people were coming and going, and shouts were constantly heard. It must be the legendary Xiuxianfang City.

"Come on, let's go in and take a look."

Lin Murong hesitated and said: "There is a chamber of commerce run by the Xuansha Sect inside, so we'd better not go there."

"Yes, yes, it's very dangerous. There may be disciples of the Xuansha Sect here who have accepted the bounty mission. It would be bad if they were discovered."

"How many Xuansha sect disciples are here who are stronger than you?" Ye Buwen asked, touching his chin.

The two women were stunned for a moment, and the worry on their faces disappeared instantly, revealing a wry smile.

Being a maid has become such a habit that I have forgotten that I was once a high-ranking and famous nun.

Back then, they were at the seventh level of Qi Refining and crushed a large number of outer sect disciples' highly sought after little flowers.

"Master, the highest cultivation level is probably only a monk at the ninth level of Qi Refining."

"It's unlikely that any inner disciples from the Foundation Establishment stage would come to such a remote place."

Zhou Yi said respectfully.

"How strong is the ninth level of Qi Refining?"

Speaking of this, Lin Murong showed a little sadness, everyone is just an ant.

"Master, Zhou Yi and I are both at the seventh level of Qi Refining, and the person you killed is at the eighth level. The ninth level of Qi Refining will not be much better than us."

Ye Buwen was a little unsure and said, "You must be the same as you guys."

The two female cultivators nodded solemnly.

"Sure."

Ye Buwen felt relieved.

Just like these two female cultivators, aren't they just noobs? He couldn't even catch a punch from him.

"Let's go in and take a look."

Ye Buyen showed some expectation on his face.

Looking forward to the Xiuxian Market, the Xiuxian World, and the disciples of Xuansha Sect coming to him, so that he can rob the Chamber of Commerce.

Ye Buwen walked in with a knife in his hand.

The two female cultivators were no longer submissive maids, and they regained some of the arrogance of the Xiuxian.

"The first-grade inferior spiritual medicine Zhuxing Grass is sold at a low price. Don't miss it if you pass by."

"Special food, steamed spiritual rice cake, take a look."

"Meat for sale, meat for sale, freshly caught wild deer."

"Fruits, fruits, fresh fruits."

"Freshly picked vegetables."

...

As soon as he entered the market, the endless hawking broke Ye Buwen's fantasy about the Xiuxian world.

He thought that the Xiuxian market was a place where everyone bought and sold spiritual herbs and medicines, and all the items on display were high-end spiritual objects.

Who knew that when he came in, it was no different from an ordinary street in the mortal world.

Looking at the butcher and the old woman selling vegetables, he suspected that he had gone to the wrong place.

This is not the world of immortal cultivation, this is still the land of mortals.

Ye Buwen's fantasy was shattered and he was quite disappointed.

Zhou Yi saw what Ye Buwen was thinking and said, "Master, the bottom of this world of immortal cultivation is not as noble as you think. Not everyone can cultivate immortality, there are many mortal warriors."

"You can't practice fasting for a long time without breaking through the seventh level of Qi Refining. There is no difference between immortal cultivators and mortals, firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea."

Ye Buwen put away his disappointment and quickly integrated into this world full of mortals and not immortal at all.

They came to the center of the market.

This is where Ye Buwen felt a bit of the taste of the world of immortal cultivation.

He walked into the alchemy room, and a young boy in his teens came to greet him immediately.

"Shangxian, what do you need?" The young boy smiled and was attentive.

"Tell me about the elixirs here."

"Okay."

"Our store has five kinds of first-grade inferior elixirs and one first-grade medium elixir. The first-grade inferior elixirs are common blood-replenishing elixirs, spirit-replenishing elixirs, poison-clearing elixirs, fasting elixirs, and hot-blood elixirs. The first-grade medium elixir is the spiritual essence elixir that can improve cultivation. The alchemists in our store are of high level, and you will be satisfied."

"What are these elixirs used for?" Ye Buwen looked at a bottle of elixirs with interest.

The smile on the boy's face weakened a lot after hearing this.

Because of this sentence, he discovered Ye Buwen's true identity, a bumpkin from the Shaoling area.

Anyone who lives in the world of immortal cultivation cannot be unaware of the uses of these elixirs.

Because these things are very common and are often used by cultivators.

"Customer, if you don't have money to buy them and just want to look at them, go to another store." The boy said with a dissatisfied fake smile on his face.

"Little bastard, who are you looking down on?" Zhou Yi stood up and pointed at the boy's nose and scolded.

Ye Buwen raised his hand and said calmly: "Don't be impulsive. It's just a child."

"Let's go, let's go to the next one. Tell me what these pills are used for."

"Little bastard, you will see what happens later." Zhou Yi looked at the young boy angrily, and a spiritual pressure pierced into the alchemy room.

After Ye Buwen left, the young boy stuck out his tongue and cursed: "Young master from the mortal world, why are you pretending to be a rich man."

The middle-aged man with sunglasses and glasses who was hiding in the house to rest came out with a little panic on his face and said to the young boy: "Lianyun, come here."

"Okay, shopkeeper." The young boy walked up with a flattering smile.

But unexpectedly, the middle-aged man raised his big hand and slapped him.

"You little bastard, you look down on others and almost caused big trouble for me. Beat your bastard to death."

"Master, Master, I know I was wrong, I know I was wrong." The young boy knelt on the ground and shouted.

"What's wrong?"

The young boy was at a loss. After a moment, he said uncertainly: "I was lazy when I was watching the store."

The middle-aged man slapped him again.

"You have no good eyesight. You almost offended the immortal."

"Are you talking about the three people from the mortal world?" The young boy said uncertainly.

"Why do you think they are from the mortal world? You look down on them because they are from the mortal world, right?" The middle-aged man slapped the young boy's face.

"You are blind. Don't you see that the two maids are people with the temperament of immortals? When they asked you what the elixir is for, you can judge that they are from the mortal world and don't have spirit stones?"

"What's wrong with being from the mortal world, you are a dog-eyed guy."

"Damn it, if I hadn't felt the spiritual pressure of the seventh level of Qi Refining in the house, I would have been killed by you."

The middle-aged man felt relieved after beating the young boy, and then kicked him away and walked out the door.

I was relieved when I saw Ye Buwen went to the big chamber of commerce of the other side.

The scolding he just said should have been heard.

The young boy covered his face in panic.

The maids were all at the seventh level of Qi Refining, so the master must be even stronger.

His eyes were panicked, resentful, and angry.

He swore in his heart that when he secretly learned the alchemy skills and became an immortal, he would double the humiliation of today.

The middle-aged man saw that the young boy could not hide his expression at all, and smiled disdainfully.

The child really loves to dream, and he doesn't know the cruelty of this world of immortal cultivation.

"Pack up your bags and go back to your home."

The young boy said in panic: "Master, I was wrong, don't chase me away."

"If you do something wrong, you must accept the punishment." The middle-aged man was firm.

The young boy said with arrogance: "Just go, I'm leaving, who will look after your shop?"

After that, he ran out of the alchemy room with tears.

The middle-aged man looked disdainful: "Little brat, it's easy for me, the alchemist, to recruit an apprentice to work for free."