Chapter 127 I can’t find it! I can’t find it!

If you want to do your work well, you must first sharpen your tools.

Shen Lian, who wanted to make money, began to further improve his spirit puppets and puppet talismans after the Black Fish Spirit Ship landed in Cape Fairy City.

Cape Fairy City was built on a huge reef, which was hundreds of feet above the sea surface, and there were steps carved up and down all around.

The sea water hit the cliff, and the water vapor was hazy. From a distance, it looked like a giant beast floating on the water.

In the cave called the Sea Blessed Land in the city, Shen Lian was thinking hard.

The situation of the entire Cape Fairy City was clearly understood within half a month after he arrived.

As a transit station of Wanxinghai, it is the place for the import and export of spiritual objects in the South China Sea.

The white-striped spirit shells, deep-sea coral polyps, the scale on the forehead of the sea cultivators that represents the talent for cultivation, and hundreds of other specialties in the Wanxinghai area are very popular in the South China Sea and even in the inland of the Tiannan Xiuxian world.

In other words, as long as there are spiritual stones, cultivators dare to do anything.

There is really a group of cultivators who secretly hunt the sea tribes and remove the scales between their eyebrows to sell.

Those who sell sea specialties and those who sell spiritual objects that cannot be seen in the light can almost be found in the Cape Fairy City.

Any family with a little strength in the Wanxing Sea will come here to buy spiritual objects, and also sell some of the Wanxing Sea's own specialties.

It is prosperous and chaotic here.

Of course, the stability of the fairy city can still be guaranteed. With the outer sect Jindan elder of the Yunshang Sect in charge, no one is blind enough to make trouble.

After figuring out the situation in the Cape Fairy City, Shen Lian became more determined to make spirit puppets and talismans to earn spiritual stones for himself.

The talisman can be destroyed, but the spiritual stones must be earned.

In the cave, a piece of Xuanling jade was held in Shen Lian's hand, and his divine consciousness was immersed in it. A hazy figure was imprinted on the jade.

This is the magic of the puppet talisman, which can copy the image of the puppet, and even have the full combat power of the puppet.

But the puppet talisman also has shortcomings, that is, it can only passively attack according to the ability of the copied puppet, and the action is stiff. Once it is activated, it can only mechanically exhaust the energy and consume it.

Shen Lian also thought of this problem after using the puppet talisman for the first time, so he used the Xuanling jade marrow slice to replace the talisman paper, but it still has a lot of defects.

At this moment, he is separating a divine thought and immersing it in the puppet jade talisman to control it.

But this process is a bit difficult. The puppet jade talisman is far inferior to the spirit puppet in terms of energy level and quality.

"The divine thought still depends on the secret method of the Wanlingxian puppet technique..."

After trying continuously and failing to control the divine thought to settle in the puppet jade talisman, Shen Lian stopped temporarily. In his opinion, although the puppet talisman is a talisman, it is also inseparable from the category of puppets.

"Talisman, puppet..."

With expectations, he plunged into the mind of the magic modified talisman.

Fortunately, he has no shortage of resources at present. He takes pills and practices normally every day, and the rest of the time is used to think about magic modification.

In this state of practice, even the perception points and divine perception points are not delayed.

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[Calm down, perception point +1]

[Calm down, perception point +1]

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[God has no external things, divine perception point +1]

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[Calm down, perception point +1]

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Xuanhai Sect Sea Area, Mingdeng Island.

This island is located in the middle of Xuanhai Sect Sea Area.

In the narrow cave, a gurgling sound sounded, and Bian Qingyun, who was wearing a yellow Taoist robe, muttered something.

“Out, out, out!”

The blood vessels between his eyebrows swelled, as if there were small insects crawling in the blood vessels.

Bian Qingyun’s muttering became faster and faster, and in front of him were three jars filled with blood.

In these jars, various insects floated, and some were still struggling in the blood.

When the Soul Borrowing Gu worm is not in use, it needs to use its own essence and blood as nutrients, and then use itself as a carrier to hide it in the body.

Fortunately, as long as the small Gu worm is refined, it is not very dangerous and will not absorb too much spiritual power.

It is just that every time you want to wake up the sleeping mother worm, it is a bit difficult.

"Out, out, out!"

The swollen blood vessels quickly spread to the right arm, and a bean-sized bulge began to move towards the right arm.

However, when the bean-sized mother worm came to the wrist, it hummed and drilled back again.

Bian Qingyun's eyes were wide open, and he was so angry that he wanted to smash the three jars of blood food prepared in front of him.

But thinking that these three jars of blood food were hard to collect, and he had repeatedly sneaked into some foundation-building families to borrow some things for this, he still held back his anger.

He has summoned the sleeping mother worm several times in a row, but perhaps this thing has slept for too long, and it has repeatedly gone back when it was about to run out.

"Do I need to summon both male and female insects together?"

This pair of soul-borrowing insects was obtained by chance in a Jindan cave when he went to a secret place under the order of his master.

At that time, there was a Jindan corpse in the cave, and only this pair of Gu insects that had not yet hatched, plus a broken Gu control method.

After he checked the Jindan corpse, he had already sold it.

All other junk was thrown away.

Then he used the Gu control method to sacrifice and refine the pair of soul-borrowing Gu insects.

After resting for a few days, Bian Qingyun began to summon again.

"Go out, go out!"

This time, the blood vessels on the left and right arms swelled, and blood light shone at the wrists. Two fanged insects crawled out from the left and right hands respectively, making a faint buzzing sound.

Looking at the two insects crawling in his palms, Bian Qingyun finally smiled.

"I don't know if you have made the five-colored stone into a magic weapon."

"Come, eat it, eat it, it's better to work after eating."

Putting the two insects into the jar full of blood food, Bian Qingyun murmured softly.

"Master, Master, to be honest, I haven't received much grace from following you. Instead, I am hunted down every day. If you really exist in the afterlife... Even if you are not dead, don't come to me, okay?"

"Zizizizi."

The two soul-borrowing insects in the jar chirped, and soon devoured the three jars of blood food without leaving anything, and each of them formed two semi-transparent blood-colored wings.

"Go, find the person, and you will be full of blood food in the future."

Bian Qingyun picked up the two insects again, and his cheeks bulged.

He had had enough of being hunted down every day. If he continued like this, even if he was not beaten to death, he would die sooner or later.

He was less than 400 years old, and if he tried hard, he still had hope of reaching the Nascent Soul stage.

"Master, we are a master and disciple. The five-colored stone is a reward for your years of service."

However, the smile on Bian Qingyun's face soon froze.

"Master, you won't leave a backup plan on the five-colored stone, will you?"

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Rainwater Island, Tianmu Island, Yongguang Island... Aoshi Fairy City, Haiyi Fairy City, Jieshi Fairy City...

Xuanhai Sect... Hai Family... Xuanshi Sect... Hailing Sect...

Bian Qingyun's footprints were left on the ocean and islands everywhere.

Rumble!

Huge waves on the sea, magic power splashed, various magic tools kept colliding, and nearly two hundred cultivators were fighting under the leadership of several foundation-building cultivators.

The formations on the treasure ships of both sides had collapsed and ignited a raging fire.

On one treasure ship, the battle flag of Xuanhai Sect was burning in the flames.

On the other treasure ship, only a bare pole was left of the battle flag.

"Kill the demons and defend the way, kill these demon cultivators."

"Kill these pretending to be righteous, and give them corpse oil to light the sky lanterns."

In the sky, Bian Qingyun, with two fat poisonous insects on his head, flew past with a dark face.

"So annoying!"

Just when he was about to fly away, his eyes showed a fierce look.

With his mouth open, a golden light fell towards the cultivators fighting below.

The golden light made a bang, and it increased several times in size during the fall. The free spiritual power in the surrounding void was all drained by the beads emerging from the golden light.

The golden light suddenly covered the area of ​​​​the fight below, and the dense golden light seemed to contain endless cow hair needles.

"Ah..."

The cultivators on both sides who were fighting were terrified.

Jindan Zhenren made a move.

"Senior, we are Xuanhai..."

"Puff puff puff..."

But facing the spiritual treasure of the third stage, no one even resisted, and was pierced from foot to toe by countless needle rain, turning into a ball of blood mist and exploding in the golden light.

"Ant-like things, fighting all day long!"

After casually killing a group of fighting monks, there was no strange color in Bian Qingyun's eyes, and he was still cursing.

During this period of time, he traveled through most of the sea areas of Wanxing Sea, but he never caught up with the trace of the soul-borrowing insect.

Where did Pei Huoyu go!

Where is his five-color stone!

This made Emperor Bian Qingyun feel annoyed, not to mention that wherever he went, there was a group of ants fighting.

What's so good about a group of forces in a small fish pond.

It's so annoying.

The soul-borrowing mother insect couldn't sense the breath of the released insect.

Either Pei Huoyu ran far enough.

Or the released soul-borrowing insect died.

But because the volume of Gu Shu he practiced was a fragment, and he was only half-baked in the method of Gu insect sacrifice and refining, Bian Qingyun could not guarantee the exact reason.

He was more inclined to believe that Pei Huoyu ran far enough to isolate the soul-borrowing mother insect.

This kid was able to stand out from so many stone-breeding people under his master, so he was quite capable.

After killing a group of ants, Bian Qingyun felt that the resentment in his chest had dissipated a lot.

Where did Pei Huoyu go?

"If I had known earlier, I would have left a wisp of soul thought to make a soul lamp."

He murmured in his mouth, regretting a little.

But he didn't dare to do it in that situation. Ziyang old ghost was alive and kicking. If he knew that he was playing tricks on Pei Huoyu, he would be the one to light the soul lamp.

"Get the five-color stone to make a magic weapon, leave the Tiannan cultivation world and flee far away, find the place where the Five Elements Immortal City appears again, if you can cultivate to the Yuan... Golden Dan Great Perfection, it's also fine, as long as you enter the Immortal Palace to condense the infant, there will be hope..."

What a beautiful idea, but it's stuck at the first step.

Lao Pei, where are you?

I can't find it.

"Master, what are you planning?"

Master Ziyang is a well-known old troublemaker in the nearby area. He has been repeatedly provoking the major Yuanying ancestors and has been beaten countless times.

But no one knows the origin of Master Ziyang. When he appeared, he was already in the Yuanying stage.

He has been following him for more than 300 years, and he doesn't know his background at all.

He just knows that every time he is either robbing spiritual objects or on the way to rob spiritual objects.

In this case, accepting disciples is more like a burden.

Bian Qingyun once thought that he, like the previous senior brothers who returned to the West, were responsible for helping the master attract hatred.

But this is how things develop.

Master was surrounded and suppressed, and so were they.

It was as if there were no other damn people in the entire area around the South China Sea.

In short, this old man is very ghostly.

"In this remote country, there is no elixir to nourish the golden elixir, and they are still being beaten all day long."

After landing on the water, he salvaged some remaining spiritual stones and the like, and Bian Qingyun turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the distance.

The two Jindan forces in the pond were just fighting, and he didn't care.

It's just a few foundation-building ants. Is it possible that these two sects can really send out golden elixir monks to surround and suppress him?

joke.

Is he afraid of encirclement and suppression?

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Outside Haijiao Fairy City.

The night gradually darkened.

On the sea, there were suddenly many awning boats, gathering from all directions under the sea cliff outside the city.

On the small boats, some were hung with dim lights.

This is the ghost market on the sea in Cape Fairy City.

A black-topped boat costs 500 spiritual stones. It is made of a special kind of wood and can be soaked in water for about a year, and then the hull will rot and merge into the water.

With the boat, you can come to the ghost market to trade.

Here, it doesn’t matter whether you are building foundations and practicing Qi, or whether you are a real Jindan, or what kind of black goods you come up with, as long as you dare to sell them, someone will dare to buy them.

The body does not ask where it came from, and the spirit stone does not ask where it came from.

A black-awned boat swung out of the water and swayed among many black-awned boats.

On the boat, an old man wearing a black robe and a yellow face sat cross-legged. He took down the small lamp he hung on the awning and lit it.

The dim light shines through the thin paper shell, reflecting the word "Dan" in the ancient Chinese language of cultivation.

If you want to buy something, just look at the lights on the awning boat.

This 'alchemy' lamp is quite normal. Looking at the light on the bow of the ship, there are too many strange things reflected in it, including corpses, blood, sunflower water, poisonous water, magic weapons, yin and yang marriage, spiritual roots, divination, and evil spirits. , begging for a child, selling oneself...

In short, you can see all kinds of lights here.

Among the densely packed awning boats, you can still see a few that are swaying particularly violently, and the sounds of um um ah ah ah are freely heard on the water.

The pink lights on the bow swayed together.

At first, they were restrained, but then they started to compete with each other one after another.

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"Old man Qin, where are today's pills? I want them all."

Outside the awning boat of the old man in black robe and sallow face, a awning boat came. The figure on the boat was sitting cross-legged, shrouded in a wide robe.

The sallow-faced old man calmly took out the storage bag from his waist and threw it over.

After checking it, the person on the other side said, "If you mix in so many useless elixirs again, I won't accept them from you anymore."

"Chenghui, five hundred spiritual stones..."

The sallow old man bared his teeth and smiled, not caring, "Next time I will only add 20%."

"The fellow Taoists in the southern sea area are fighting to the death. If you give them this elixir, do you still have any conscience?"

"Remember your words, if you do this again next month, I will kill you."

"Hehe...if you can't kill me, you will be my grandson."

The sallow-faced old man didn't care at all about the threat, and even turned his nose up a bit.

"grandfather……"

"This call, Grandpa, cannot be in vain. I will give you twenty spiritual stones, a total of four hundred and eighty."

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After collecting the elixir, the monk rowed his awning boat in another direction to continue his great work of collecting elixirs.

His mission is to collect pills at low prices from the ghost market every day.

On the other side, after collecting the spirit stones, the sallow old man rowed his awning boat outwards. After rowing to the outer circle of the ghost market, he plunged into the rushing water with a splash, and the awning boat disappeared with it.

The monks around him were already accustomed to this situation.

If you don't want to dissolve in water, you can fly into the sky.

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In the Cape Fairy City.

On a remote street near the cliff, on the second floor of an "Anxin" grocery store, Shen Lian was sitting cross-legged and meditating.

Puppet No. 3 has returned to his position.

Just let a grandson take advantage of twenty spiritual stones.

Four hundred and eighty spiritual stones were just the first harvest tonight.

In order not to attract attention, the puppet characters will conduct small batches and multiple transactions at different times, in different locations, and in different disguises.

After hanging around in the ghost market for several months, I got involved with a group of people who secretly purchased elixirs. No matter what kind of elixirs they were, these people would buy them.

Every time, his talisman will change its appearance and sell the elixir in its hand.

This lasted until late at night, when the ghost market dispersed and all the puppet characters returned to their places.

The aura on Shen Lian's body became more peaceful.

[Calm down, enlightenment point +1]

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[God has no external objects, divine enlightenment point +1]

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In the dark, there was a ripple in the sea of ​​spiritual thoughts.

Shen Lian woke up from his practice, and a flash of inspiration flashed between his eyes.

[Five Elements Spiritual Roots: Fire 100 Earth 69 Gold 31 Wood 31 Water 31]

[Divine Enlightenment Points: 31]