Chapter 35: Ruyue Lingxu As far as he knew, Xuanling Sanren had his own shop in Qinghe Xianfang, and sold at least tens of thousands of kilograms of chalcedony rice every year, as well as spiritual medicines, spiritual wood and other materials. Even if he rented the spiritual field at a high price, after deducting various commissions, the annual income could not be less than fifty spirit stones. Such a person would not care about a mere hundred kilograms of chalcedony rice. In this case, Xuanling Sanren probably came here for other purposes. “Is it because of Lin?” Old Man Ye conveyed a message to Ye Linyuan, and he couldn't help feeling a little heavy in his heart. It was already known to everyone that Xuanling Sanren had bought the spiritual vein of Zilin Island. If this person came looking for them because of the Lin family, I was afraid that even the Shui family's ancestor would not be able to protect them. "Two fellow Taoists." Just as the two were thinking, the Xuanling Wanderer slowly spoke, then calmly grabbed a handful of chalcedony rice and said, "How much is this chalcedony rice?" Old Man Ye was slightly stunned, and quickly smiled and said, "Give it to others, it's nine and a half taels of broken spirit stone. If you need it, we will give you the market price of one pound of broken spirit stone. I don't know how much you need." “It’s not expensive.”
Xuanling Sanren nodded, then put down the chalcedony rice, clapped his hands and said, "Let's go with the price of nine and a half taels. I'll take as many as you have." "But I have a question for you. Where do you get all this chalcedony rice from?" Old Man Ye's heart sank slightly, but he still said as he had prepared: "It's the end of the year, we bought it from the Purple Profound Islands in advance, just to make a profit." Xuanling Sanren nodded, then looked at his followers beside him, turned around and walked away. The follower hurriedly took out the spirit stones and bought all of Old Man Ye’s chalcedony rice, and then left with Xuanling Sanren. Seeing that all the chalcedony rice was sold out, Old Man Ye was suddenly surprised and delighted. He couldn't help but pull Ye Linyuan and said, "Fortunately, this person is not here to cause trouble." Ye Linyuan did not answer, but just looked at the back of Xuanling Sanren calmly and fell into deep thought. "Like the moon in the sky, returning bright and clear." "Could this kind of true energy be from that volume of skills?" Ye Linyuan whispered in his heart, but slowly put the thought away. If it was really that scroll of skills, the strength of this Xuanling Sanren was not simple. "..." "Master, why did you go and purchase this batch of spiritual rice yourself?" The follower followed Xuan Ling San Ren back to the shop. Seeing Xuan Ling San Ren sitting calmly on the armchair drinking tea, he couldn't help but ask curiously. Xuanling Sanren did not answer, but calmly put down the teacup, then grabbed a handful of spiritual rice and said: "These chalcedony rice are full of spiritual energy and of high quality. It can be seen that the spiritual plant husband behind them has mastered the Mahayana Spirit Rain Technique." “In addition, there are traces of the Soul Cultivation Technique in the spiritual rice. Logically, the Soul Cultivation Technique will also cause impurities in the spiritual rice, but this spiritual rice is extraordinarily pure. It can be seen that the person who made the move has mastered the Mahayana Soul Cultivation Technique.” "Moreover, there are traces of accelerated ripening methods in these spiritual rices. This is obviously not the work of an ordinary spiritual farmer." "If I'm not mistaken, this is at least the work of a first-class upper-grade spiritual plant husband, and it is very likely that he is even a quasi-second-class spiritual plant husband." When the follower heard this, his expression suddenly changed slightly. As a follower of Xuanling Sanren, he knew that his master had only mastered three Mahayana spiritual plant spells. This man's skills were at least comparable to Xuanling Sanren's. How could he not be shocked?
You know, Xuanling Sanren is nominally the number one spiritual plant husband among the casual cultivators, but his actual level is not far from that of a quasi-second-level spiritual plant husband. Even within the Qinghe Immortal Sect, there is only one person whose spiritual plant level exceeds that of Xuanling Sanren. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but ask, "If this is true, should we investigate it?" "No need." Xuanling Sanren shook his head, and then said: "This kind of spiritual plant husband must be a person of noble status no matter where he is, and his strength and means may not be weaker than mine." "Besides, my current focus is still on Xuanling Island. In addition to that plan, there is no need to provoke other opponents." The follower heaved a sigh of relief and couldn't help but wipe his sweat secretly. Unless Xuanling Sanren forced him to do so, he would not dare to investigate a person who was suspected to be a quasi-second-level spiritual plant husband. Seeing this, Xuanling Sanren asked again, "How have you investigated the news about the Bright Moon Shell?" Upon hearing this, the follower immediately smiled bitterly. But he wiped the sweat off his face and said, "The Bright Moon Shell has disappeared for several months since we escaped from the shell field." "It was found by several Qi training monks not long ago, but it still escaped. Now several ancestors of Qinghe Immortal Sect are still chasing it." Xuanling Sanren nodded, and then said: "The strength of the rare-level Bright Moon Shell is three times stronger than that of the Great Perfection of Qi Training. It is indeed not easy to catch it." "But the Bright Moon Pearl condensed from the Bright Moon Shell is what I need." "Go to the black market and offer a reward. Anyone who can provide accurate information about the Bright Moon Shell will be rewarded with ten spirit stones. If anyone can catch the Bright Moon Shell, I am willing to pay a thousand spirit stones to buy the rare treasure 'Bright Moon Pearl'." The follower nodded, bowed firmly and left. After his followers left, Xuanling Sanren sat calmly where he was and took out an ancient book. "I wonder how many people will return with the moon." He opened the ancient book and slowly recited a poem. His eyes were no longer calm, but instead revealed a hint of incomparable obsession. Xuanling Sanren repeated these words over and over, and finally muttered to himself: "Building the foundation, building the foundation, what is being built is the foundation for becoming a Taoist, and also the foundation for the Great Dao." "A towering building rises from the ground, and to build the foundation of the Tao one must first understand the Tao of heaven and earth." "I have realized the true meaning of the near path. If I can find the rare treasure 'Bright Moon Pearl', I can successfully enter the path and then cultivate the legendary superior path foundation - return on the moon." Xuanling Sanren slowly stood up, his eyes gradually became deep, and in a trance, a bright moon rose behind his head. Under the moonlight, he was dressed in green, just standing there calmly, like an immortal returning on the moon. "I must obtain this Bright Moon Pearl." "It is the Qinghe Immortal Sect..." "..." Seeing Xuanling Sanren disappear, Ye Linyuan slowly withdrew his thoughts. Seeing this, Old Man Ye at the side couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong? Is there anything unusual?" "fine."
Ye Linyuan shook his head, and then gradually let go of the thought. He was very clear about his abilities. With his quasi-second-level spiritual plant skills, it was impossible for him to be exposed easily. Even if a second-level spiritual plant husband came and noticed something unusual after seeing these spiritual rices, he would only think that he was a mysterious quasi-second-level spiritual plant husband, and would not suspect him, who was only in the early stage of Qi training. (End of this chapter)