Chapter 260: Soul-Returning Wine

"That's right. The foundation-building liquid needs a thousand-year-old spiritual medicine as the main medicine. Since there may be thousand-year-old spiritual medicines in Lingwu Mountains, let's go find them. Otherwise, with my qualifications, the chances of successfully building a foundation with only a few foundation-building pills and meridian-opening talismans are not high. It's safer to prepare the foundation-building liquid." Shi Yue nodded, with a solemn look on his face.

"Hehe, I don't care where you like to go, but don't forget, they said that there are thousand-year-old spiritual medicines in the depths of Lingwu Mountains, and there may be second-level monsters and foundation-building magic cultivators in the depths of Lingwu Mountains, and even third-level monsters. If you encounter a second-level monster, you may be able to escape, but if you encounter a foundation-building magic cultivator or a third-level monster, hehe, you may be in danger. Have you forgotten that you were chased by a foundation-building cultivator last time?" Xiaoyaozi kindly reminded.

"I know what you said. There are many cultivators who go to Lingwu Mountain to pick spiritual medicine. I don't believe I am so unlucky that I will encounter a second-level monster and a foundation-building demon cultivator. Even if I encounter one, I can just run away. I have a few intermediate escape talismans in my hand, plus ten puppet beasts, so I think I can still escape. As for the third-level monster, it should be impossible." Shi Yue said confidently.

"Since you have a plan to deal with it, it's up to you!"

There were no customers in the store for the time being. Shi Yue took out a green jade slip and immersed his consciousness in it.

The jade slip recorded the situation of Xianyuan City. On the way here, Chen Xiangdong gave each disciple one.

Xianyuan City is a market jointly established by the five sects of the Tang Dynasty. Every disciple-recruiting ceremony is held in Xianyuan City. The Lingwu Mountains stretch for tens of thousands of miles. There are countless poisonous insects and beasts in the mountains, and many spiritual medicines grow. The cultivators in Xianyuan City make a living by hunting monsters and picking spiritual medicines in the Lingwu Mountains.

When cultivators enter the Lingwu Mountains to pick spiritual herbs, they must not only beware of monsters, but also be careful of sneak attacks from other cultivators. Murders and treasure-stealing incidents happen from time to time. Every year, it is unknown how many cultivators are buried in the Lingwu Mountains.

It is a matter of building a foundation, no matter how dangerous it is, Shi Yue will try it.

Time passed little by little, and the sky gradually became brighter.

At noon, Chen Xing'er arrived at the store on time.

"Junior Brother Shi, you have worked hard. You have been guarding for a whole night. You must be hungry! I brought you buns and spiritual tea. The buns are made of spiritual materials and taste good." Chen Xing'er said as she took out a small teapot and a paper bag from the storage bag.

There were three steaming buns in the paper bag, exuding bursts of tempting aroma.

Shi Yue was not polite either. He finished all these things in a few seconds.

"Senior Sister Chen, it's too tiring to stay up late at night. I think we should close the store at night! Anyway, we don't have a lot of goods, so we should be able to sell them all before the disciple-taking ceremony." Shi Yue finished his meal and suggested.

"Okay! Then it's settled. I'll be in charge of the store during the day, and Junior Brother Shi doesn't have to come to the store. After you have a good rest, you will be responsible for drawing talismans. We don't have much stock." Chen Xing'er nodded and reminded.

"I know. I'll go back and rest first." Shi Yue agreed and turned away.

After returning to his residence, Shi Yue immediately entered the Palm of Heaven Space. He ran to a depression on the top of the mountain, controlled the puppet beast to dig a large pit of a hundred feet in size, laid stones in it, and filled it with water.

This pool cannot be used to grow spiritual medicines now. Shi Yue plans to observe for a period of time. If the water does not dry up, it can be used to grow spiritual medicines.

After doing all this, Shi Yue cast rain on the spiritual medicine, then sat cross-legged under the spiritual fruit tree, meditated and adjusted his breathing.

Two hours later, Shi Yue opened his eyes, took out the talisman-making tools and a wooden table, and drew talismans.

Shi Yue's success rate in drawing talismans was too low, only one percent at the beginning, but through continuous practice and improvement in failure, the success rate will always increase.

As time passed, Shi Yue's expression gradually became solemn, and he stared at the blank talisman paper in front of him with full concentration. One rune after another appeared on the talisman paper. From time to time, he threw out talisman paper with chaotic spiritual energy, which spontaneously ignited without wind and burned to ashes.

One fireball talisman, two, three...

As time passed, Shi Yue drew more and more talismans.

After an unknown period of time, Shi Yue's stomach began to growl.

Shi Yue's mind relaxed, and the spiritual energy on the talisman paper under his pen became chaotic.

Shi Yue did not hesitate, and hurriedly grabbed the talisman paper and threw it forward.

With a "puff", the talisman paper spontaneously ignited without wind and burned to ashes.

Shi Yue ate a pill of fasting pills and then drew talismans.

When Shi Yue exited the Palm Heaven Space, there were more than 500 primary talismans in his storage bag, and more than 20,000 blank talisman papers were reduced, and the success rate was greatly improved.

Shi Yue certainly could not take these talismans to Taixu Caotang to sell immediately, which would be tantamount to exposing the secret of the Palm Heaven Bead.

He thought about it for a while and decided to go out for a walk. Speaking of which, he had not visited Xianyuan City properly.

In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Shi Yue changed into casual clothes and disguised himself as a black-faced man.

Shi Yue walked slowly along the street, and from time to time walked into the shops on both sides of the street to check the goods in the store.

The goods in the shops on both sides of the street are varied, but not many can catch Shi Yue's eye.

What Xianyuan City has, Taixu Valley also has, and the quality is better than that of Xianyuan City.

Unconsciously, Shi Yue came to a bluestone square of several acres in size. This is where casual cultivators set up stalls. Most of the cultivators who can't afford to rent a shop will set up stalls here.

The goods on the stalls are varied, all ordinary goods, but if you are lucky, you can still find some good things. Of course, this depends on your eyesight.

"Don't miss it if you pass by. Come and have a look. The middle-grade magic weapon made by the master of refining can cut iron like mud, and it only costs two hundred spirit stones."

"The elixir for improving mana is made by the alchemist of Taixu Sect himself, and the quality is absolutely guaranteed."

"The best refining materials only cost one hundred spirit stones, only one hundred spirit stones, you will miss it if you miss it, come and have a look, come and have a look."

Some stall owners shouted very hard to promote their products, but more stall owners still marked the prices next to the products and waited for customers to come.

Shi Yue looked at the products of those stall owners who shouted hard and found that they were all ordinary goods, but they were boasted by the stall owners as rare things in the sky, which was just to deceive those rookies who had just entered the world of immortal cultivation.

"Can your soul-recovering wine really restore mana?" Shi Yue suddenly stopped in front of a small stall, squatted down, and pointed to an exquisite wine pot and asked.