Chapter 80 Am I actually a genius?

Chapter 80 Am I actually a genius?

The tall and thin monk was closing his eyes. His formation flag was inscribed with many runes of invisibility, breathlessness, and spiritual hiding, which was convenient and easy to use.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes suddenly.

I saw a furry pocket on my waist flashing red.

"not good!!"

This bag is a spirit beast bag, specially used for monks to raise spirit beasts.

And he keeps a golden-haired rat in his spirit animal bag, which is connected with his mind and has the gift of predicting danger. If there is any disturbance, it will wake it up.

As an array master, he was not good at frontal combat, so he specially raised a golden-haired rat as a warning.

If something goes wrong, you can run away.

He immediately pulled out a palm-sized formation plate with a pattern like a gust of wind carved on it.

"So alert."

It was still the old voice, still the green light as fast as lightning.

The tall and thin monk felt a pain in his heart, and before he could say a word, the array plate fell to the ground, and the red light in the spirit beast bag suddenly stopped.

Monks usually sign a blood contract with spiritual beasts. Once the monk dies, the spiritual beasts will also suffer backlash.

Some weaker spirit beasts will even die on the spot.

A gust of wind passed by, and the tall and thin monk disappeared, as if nothing had happened.

…

The bearded monk actually didn't go far away. He was always not far from the tall and thin monk. He even paid most of his attention to the tall and thin monk.

Cultivation of all kinds of immortal arts, the formation of elixirs, weapons and talismans are revered.

And the formation mage is a profession at the top of the contempt chain. It has always been mysterious and ordinary monks have little chance of contacting it.

He just wanted to take this opportunity to learn more about it.

As a result, he happened to see the moment when the formation flag beside the tree fell off and the tall and thin monk died.

Although the scene quickly disappeared, Mustache confirmed that his eyes were not mistaken.

There was a sudden surge of dead souls behind him.

The mustachioed monk decisively bit the tip of his tongue and spurted out a mouthful of blood, which transformed into a ball of blood mist and enveloped him.

Buzz!

The air buzzed, and the mustachioed monk flew up, a pair of metal wings opened sharply, and the escape light behind him dragged out a blood shadow, which was his life-saving trump card - the flying magic weapon plus the blood-burning escape light.

As the name suggests, Burning Blood Escape is a secret technique of flying. With the flying magic weapon specially used for flying, in a short period of time, his speed can be comparable to that of ordinary foundation-building monks.

However, how could he escape the leisure of being prepared too early.

A green light came first and stopped in front of the mustache.

The posture was as if Mustache had taken the initiative to bump into him.

Seeing this scene, Mustache showed a ruthless expression on his face, and he tried his best to stop his escape technique. He was bleeding from all his orifices in mid-air, but he managed to save his life.

He fell from the sky and immediately knelt down to beg for mercy, his voice fast and urgent.

"Senior, have mercy on me! If I have offended you unintentionally, please give me a chance. I still have a thousand spiritual stones somewhere else, and I would like to dedicate them all to my senior!"

puff!

A blood flower bloomed.

Mustache's face was full of disbelief, and his big head fell in the air. He couldn't believe that he was dead like this.

"I'm not greedy, I just want what you have."

Yu Xian accepted the third corpse.

…

“A horse will not be fat without night grass, and a man will not be rich without windfall.”

"Killing people and setting fires with gold belts, repairing bridges and repairing roads, but no corpses."

On Fenglin Mountain, I don't know who built a stone pavilion. I sat in the pavilion, reciting the famous sayings of my predecessors and sorting out the three storage bags in my hands.

"A set of second-order formation disks."

"There are six magic weapons, two of medium quality, three of high quality, and one rare flying magic weapon. These guys who are doing business really have two skills and are quite wealthy.

Formation flags, talismans, elixirs, materials, and some jade slips.

There are a few spiritual stones, only around 500, and most of them are contributed by the formation masters. Is it because spiritual stones are needed to set up the formation?

No, people like us shouldn't be able to trust anyone except ourselves. We should always keep our wealth with us. "

After some tidying up, I felt a little dissatisfied.

A lone traveler like him carries his wealth with him, and whoever kills him will really make a fortune.

But Yu Xian misunderstood them.

Individuals like them, on the other hand, have spiritual stones and spend them as quickly as possible. It is important to convert the spiritual stones into combat power and cultivation as soon as possible.

You don’t need too many spiritual stones, just enough to meet your daily cultivation and consumption.

"But if you sell the sundries inside, you should have a lot. A high-grade magic weapon is worth hundreds of spiritual stones, but it's not easy to sell stolen goods."

"Jade slips..."

"hiss!!"

Yu Xian suddenly took a breath of cold air and found a jade slip inherited by the formation master from the tall and thin monk's storage bag.

The jade slip contains the tall and thin monk's formation experience, including the notes he took while studying under Master Wen. It is obvious that he often takes it out to review the past and learn new things.

Although the jade slips only contained content from the first level to the second level, for him, it was a timely help.

Cultivation of hundreds of arts, each skill can bring a huge income to the monks.

Yu Xian initially wanted to return to his old profession.

There is no shame in farming and making a living by one's own efforts.

But after he inquired about it, he discovered that the spiritual field in Shangyang City was horribly expensive.

Probably because it is located in a second-level spiritual vein, the spiritual fields opened in the city are all fertile and good fields. It is said that some spiritual fields can also grow high-level spiritual objects.

However, most of the spiritual fields were divided up among the aristocratic families in the city.

After all, compared to houses, fields are truly sustainable heirlooms.

For example, the Jiang family, which still maintains its title as the number one aristocratic family in Shangyang City, is said to own hundreds of acres of spiritual land on Shangyang Mountain.

The red-blooded rice produced in the Jiang Family Spiritual Field is good for second-level physical cultivation, and it is a magic medicine for Qi-training monks to improve their Qi-blood barrier.

Because Lingmi is not an elixir, it can be taken every day without worrying about the effects of erysipelas.

However, most of the red-blooded spiritual rice was digested internally by the Jiang family, and the small amount of spiritual rice that leaked out was sold at sky-high prices.

After Yu Xian heard about it, he almost died of envy.

If he had a choice, why would he want to fish for law enforcement?

It’s not that I haven’t found a way to make money for a while, I can only make this kind of quick money.

But he only plans to come here once in a while. If he really turns fishing into an industry, problems will arise sooner or later.

When practicing, one should always have a sense of reverence.

Now the inheritance of this formation mage comes at the right time.

As long as he becomes an array mage, even if he is only a first-level array mage, he can start to generate income. Even if the income is a little smaller, it will be stable and sustainable.

Yu Xian suddenly realized that this trip was worthwhile.

He took out the jade slip and realized it on the spot.

After a while.

"Huh? Why does it feel so easy?"

…

Three days later.

The subconscious reminder made Yu Xian withdraw from the formation master's understanding, with a little confusion still remaining on his face.

I saw him pause for a moment, then make a hand gesture with both hands, and at the same time drive the spiritual stones into the ground.

Mysterious lines are outlined between the spirit stones, forming a simple formation.

Then the pattern disappeared, and a ball of flame emerged from the center of the pattern, then suddenly spread out, turning the surrounding five meters into a sea of ​​fire.

Yu Xian took off a spirit stone, and the sea of ​​fire disappeared like an illusion.

"The first-level low-grade fire formation is only the simplest entry-level formation, but I can do it now?"

Yu Xian still couldn't believe it.

"Am I actually a genius?!"

But he didn't have time to study it carefully, because a figure was flying quickly from the distance. When he saw Yu Xian in the pavilion, the figure quickly fell down and said with a polite smile:

"Brother Zhou, Li is late."

The person who came was none other than Deputy Gang Leader Li.

"It's not too late, it's up to you."

Yu Xian showed a meaningful smile, flicked his fingers, and a green light flew out.

"What?"

Before Li Wei could understand what Yu Xian said, he suddenly felt a stinging pain in his eyebrows and a warning sign in his heart, but before he could react, the green light quickly enlarged in his pupils.

"Foundation-building monk!"

The green light did not cover up its power at all.

Even though it is just a high-grade magic weapon, under the control of the Foundation Establishment Monk's spiritual consciousness, it is like a Foundation Establishment Monk in person, exerting natural pressure on the Qi Practicing Monk.

Li Wei's pupils shrank suddenly, and as soon as a golden light rose in front of him, a green light took off the head from his neck.

Peng!

A headless corpse collapsed.

A dignified monk in the middle stage of foundation building used all his strength to sneak attack on a minor cultivator in the late stage of Qi training. No matter what trump card he had, there was no way he could survive.

"Originally I wanted to show off to you, but now I have more important things to do, so I won't give you a chance to say your lines."

Yu Xian grabbed Li Wei's relics and body and took a step forward. The man had already flown into the sky and disappeared into the distance the next moment.