Chapter 12 Assembly
Just when Song Qingming was still thinking about how to go to the market to exchange for refining formation materials, Song Changxin unexpectedly approached him early the next morning, giving him an unexpected opportunity to collect materials.
After half an hour of driving, Song Qingming followed Song Changxin to a spiritual mountain called Caolu Mountain, dozens of miles away from Lingyuan Mountain. This spiritual mountain was not too far from the Song family. Although Song Qingming had never been there before, , but I have also heard of it.
This mountain is also a high-grade spiritual vein. It was originally the home of a small qi-refining sect. A few decades ago, civil strife broke out within the sect. After a fight, this small sect with a weak foundation suffered heavy internal losses. Then it slowly declined.
Most small and medium-sized sects in the world of immortality cannot survive for a long time. The sect does not have a blood connection like a family. It is difficult for monks who join halfway to have a deep sense of identification with the sect in a short period of time.
Once the previous head dies and the new successor is unable to control the veteran monks in the sect, it will be easy for everyone to fight for the sect's rights or cultivation resources, and the sect will decline and finally disappear silently into the world of immortality. in the long river of history.
Today's Caolu Mountain has long been jointly occupied by several nearby casual cultivators in the late stage of Qi refining, and it is much more prosperous than before.
This place is close to Yunwu Mountain, and it is also the only way for many monks to go to the depths of Yunwu Mountain to hunt monsters. Many monks will come to this mountain to rest for a while when passing by.
Together, these casual cultivators opened an inn here for monks to meditate and rest. They also held a small trade fair here every half month, attracting nearby monks to come here to exchange items, which also earned them money. Got a lot of spiritual stones.
Arriving outside a dense forest on the south side of Caolu Mountain, Song Changxin threw out a low-level transmission note from his hand. Not long after, a circular formation gap appeared in the dense forest ahead, revealing the original face hidden in the formation. I saw a burst of lively words coming from the originally silent mountain peak.
After the two people entered the formation, a large inn appeared not far ahead, with many pavilions on both sides. There were several people talking loudly under the vermilion door in front of the inn.
"Oh, it's actually Fellow Daoist Song. I really didn't expect you to come this time. I haven't seen you for several months, but it's okay."
After Song Qingming got closer, he realized that all of these people were in the late stage of Qi refining or above. One of them saw Song Changxin and quickly smiled and raised the dust in his hand to greet him. It was obvious that he and Uncle Jiu were old acquaintances.
"My thoughts are with you, Taoist Master Wu. I have been busy practicing at home during this period. This time I took some time out of my busy schedule to bring my nephew here to see the world. I hope you will take care of me in the future." After saying this, he motioned to Song Qingming behind him to come forward and say hello.
"Junior Song Qingming has met several seniors." Song Qingming calmly stepped forward and bowed to several people.
"Hey, we are all in the same camp, so there is no need to be so polite."
"The trade fair is about to start. If you miss what you need, it will be more than worth the loss. I'd better go in first and talk later."
Among the people at the door, a monk surnamed Zhang was a little anxious. He couldn't stand the politeness of the people at the door, and urged everyone to go in and chat.
Naturally, everyone would not forget the main purpose of coming here. They smiled and nodded and walked into the courtyard together.
The courtyard was already filled with dozens of monks, each with many items placed in front of them. Song Changxin and Song Qingming found a random place in the courtyard.
"Qing Ming, these mid-level spiritual talismans are priced at five spiritual stones. If someone wants them all, you can get two spiritual stones cheaper. If someone takes a fancy to this black water stone, don't worry. It will cost at least ten spiritual stones to sell it. Still. Just help me collect some materials for making talismans, the more the better.”
In the afternoon, I saw that Song Qingming had gradually become familiar with some of the rules here. After Song Changxin explained it, he left Song Qingming alone and hurried back to Lingyuan Mountain.
With so many monks here, it shouldn't be difficult to use a set of formations. It would be better if some more usable materials could be purchased.
In order to save some spiritual stones, casual cultivators will choose some stable and safe locations to exchange some resources and items. In this way, you can save a lot of spiritual stones compared to going to the market. After all, no matter whether you are buying or selling in the market, everyone can do it. It’s about making money.
There are gatherings of casual cultivators like this in many places in Qinghe County. Song Qingming has participated in them several times with his family elders in the past, so he is no stranger to them.
Early this morning, I wanted to ask Uncle Jiu to let me go to Fangshi again and sell the formations I made in my hands. Unexpectedly, after hearing this, Song Changxin said that he would take him to a closer place to do business. This time, it was omitted. Song Qingming had a lot of thoughts.
Of course, Uncle Jiu has found someone who can help him collect materials for making talismans in the future.
The meeting place in front of us was organized by three late-stage Qi Refining monks who were entrenched here. It was held every half a month and could gather fifty or sixty monks at a time.
Most of the things traded are just some materials, talismans, and low-level elixirs. If you want to buy good things, you have to go to Qinghefang.
Most of the monks who set up stalls here are old faces, and they have the "Three Elders of the Thatched Cottage" as guarantors. The market atmosphere is pretty good, and there are very few scams.
Not long after Song Qingming set up his stall, several monks began to come up and ask how to sell his formations.
"Low-grade Five Elements Formation, fifteen spiritual stones or spiritual rice of equal value"
Several people wanted to exchange a few spare low-grade spiritual objects in their hands, but Song Qingming decisively rejected them. Although these things were of equal value, they were not what they needed. What he needed most was the spiritual stones.
Seeing that Song Qingming was sitting there with no intention of letting go, they had no choice but to give up and leave.
After the people surrounding his stall dispersed, Song Qingming wandered around the nearby stalls with his eyes empty. He slowly discovered that there were many stalls selling things at this exchange meeting, and they just took out things like his. There are really not many useful things.
Most of what is sold are initial materials, ores, some relatively unpopular talismans, and obsolete low-level magic weapons.
There are also some old and cunning people who bring out useless things that they have accumulated over the years and are unwilling to sell them to the market at low prices. They just want to try their luck at this exchange meeting to see if they can meet by chance. Buyers who need this.
Just as Song Qingming was looking around curiously, a crisp sound interrupted him.
"How many spiritual stones does your formation have?"
Song Qingming turned around and saw that the person in front of him who was asking the question was a woman in yellow, about twenty years old.
"Fifteen spiritual stones!"
"Do you want to sell ten spiritual stones and a bottle of Qi Refining Powder?"
Hearing the soft voice of the visitor again, Song Qingming was slightly stunned and quickly agreed.
"Can!"
Although pills such as Lianqi Powder, which can be taken to increase one's cultivation level, have average effects, they can still be regarded as hard currency, regardless of whether they are exchanged with other members of the clan. You can also exchange for spiritual stones at any time by going directly to the family treasure house.
After taking the elixir and spirit stone handed over by the other party, Song Qingming confirmed that they were correct, and then handed the formation in his hands to the other party.
After successfully reaching the deal, Song Qingming was in a good mood and finally opened the business.
At the end of the day, his luck was good. Not only did his two sets of formations go smoothly, but all of Uncle Jiu's talismans were also sold. Only the black stone that he was most worried about, he didn't know what it was, and he didn't know what it was. , not many people even took a glance at it.
Not only did he sell these items, Song Qingming also collected a lot of materials for making talismans and formations. The casual cultivators here often go to Yunwu Mountain to hunt monsters. With a lot of these low-level materials in their hands, as long as they are not lower than those in the market, At the purchase price, Song Qingming easily collected a lot of the materials he wanted.
It was almost dusk when they left Caolu Mountain. Song Qingming quickened his pace and made it back to Lingyuan Mountain before the sun set.
Before leaving, Song Qingming went to meet several owners of Pinglu Mountain. These three were all veteran local casual cultivators in Qinghe County, and they also liked to make friends with nearby monks. After Song Qingming explained his intention, he quickly got a piece of cake like Uncle Jiu token of circulation.
He will definitely come to this place often in the future.