Outside the city,

The endless waves of wheat rolled, and when the wind blew, the wheat straw was beaten and rustled.

The wheat in the field had just sprouted, one by one, arranged in clusters, just like soldiers waiting for orders to go to war.

In the field, a group of old farmers looked at the immortal master sitting on the platform and started class.

The immortal master on the platform had a solemn face, wearing a precious dress, and his ankle-length robe draped over his body, and was blown slightly by the wind, causing the embroidered stars, gossips, pagodas, cranes and other patterns to float on it, as if they were about to come alive from their clothes.

Three tall fragrances in front of the immortal master, which were taller than humans, were inserted into a bronze cauldron, burning circles of blue smoke, making the wheat field used to thresh in the village solemnly.

The immortal master walked up to the platform. Although everyone admired him below, he could not see the sadness and joy expressions on his face. In fact, he was in a state of upset.

Among the magic tricks, Yunyu Jue is the simplest type. As long as a qi refiner who cultivates a trace of spiritual energy, he can use it. However, if his Yunyu Jue is still in a while, he doesn't know if he can use it smoothly in a while.

To be honest, if I hadn't been poor enough to have no spiritual stones to practice, I wouldn't have even taken the job of this spiritual stone.

This job is actually not easy to do, and most villagers are ignorant, so similar sacrifices are often extremely formal.

Although for him, as long as the next rain comes, the matter will be completed.

But the villagers still had to talk about a lot of sacrificial activities, and they had to be present, step on the Bagua steps, sprinkle the money of the Five Emperors, and finally burn a piece of talisman paper to make some talisman water and click on everyone's heads.

Although these things do not waste magic power, they are not delaying their own cultivation time.

For three or four days, no wonder few people are willing to do this.

If I hadn't really had no choice, I wouldn't have taken on this deceiving job.

Under the high platform, the village chief standing beside him saw that the time was coming, and quickly shouted loudly from the side: "Auspicious time and auspicious day are like the wind, and the good year and the good moon are like the wind. Please ask the immortal master to ask for rain."

After singing, a hang of firecrackers started to crackle.

The little Taoist priest calmed down, put aside the messy thoughts in his mind, grabbed a peach wood sword in front of him, and began to dance randomly. In fact, another hand hidden in his sleeve began to make gestures.

After walking seven or eight steps, the little Taoist priest shouted "Speed", and everyone was shaking. Often at this time, there was a strange noise in the sky, and then clouds and rain began to flow. Unexpectedly, everyone waited for a while and there was no movement at all.

At this moment, the villagers who were unaware of it all whispered to each other and began to whisper.

"Can you do it? It's not a money fraud."

"Looking at how thin he looks, he is not as powerful as Master Yang who came last year. Master Yang is so fat and fat that he has a strong magic power at first glance."

"It's over. I won't invite rain this year. God won't be going to cause disaster."

The sweat from the little Taoist priest's forehead suddenly came down. His magic power was low, but he could not withstand such troubles. However, listening to the chaotic sounds around him, he was still able to calm down.

He shouted loudly, attracting the eyes of the villagers, as if he had been slashed, and his sword was trembling all over his body, as if the "fast" just now was not the end, but a bigger beginning.

Seeing the little Taoist priest working hard, the villagers stopped whispering and looked at him suspiciously. After all, the immortal masters in the past did not have such a big formation.

The little Taoist priest trembled violently and pinched his fingers. He felt secretly proud that he was very anxious and had no trouble.

While praying in his heart, "The Queen Mother, the Jade Emperor, the gods all over the sky, you must bless me."

"Xiaodao, my mother is waiting to support me, and the cannibal Taoist priest who is waiting for me to hand over the spirit stones, and also wants to buy an alchemy furnace that I have long liked...Xiaodao I must not fail, you must bless Xiaodao I can succeed."

The little Taoist priest didn't know that after he got anxious, he said something in a mess. When the gesture was over in his hand, he simply pointed the peach wood sword into the sky.

He learned his lesson this time and didn't drink much. If he didn't succeed, he could pretend that the casting was not over and think of another way.

As he pointed to the sky, a muffled thunder finally came down. After a while, a small cloud gathered, and then the rain fell.

The village chief stood aside, hanging in his throat, and finally fell into his stomach, and he took everyone to lie on the ground and prayed loudly.

You know, if he hadn't wanted to greedy for the Mo Ling Stone, he would have to hire an immortal master to get two spirit stones for such a ritual.

I heard that the Taoist priest only had a spirit stone, and that he had successfully cast a spell in a village quite far away, so I began to think about it and invited the Taoist priest to come, hoping to greed for the extra spirit stone.

After all, this village chief is different from the villagers, and he is still a little bit eye-catching. When he saw that the little Taoist priest failed to cast the spell for the first time, he felt a sudden shock and thought it was broken.

He was thinking about a solution, but he didn't expect that the little Taoist priest would remain calm on the spot and was finally rescued by him.

He was not overjoyed. He had to know that he would get a piece of spirit stone when he bet on this shop.

I heard that my second boy has a fairy fate. With this spirit stone, I can send the second boy to Master Li in the city to try it. What if I can also create an immortal master.

The Taoist priest didn't know the village chief's messy thoughts. When he saw that the rain finally fell, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. It seemed that this spirit stone was finally profitable.

Although the clouds gathered a little less and the rain fell a little less, the villagers could not understand this. Now they are lying on the ground one by one, and they don’t even dare to raise their heads.

After a moment, the little Taoist priest watched the clouds and rain finally passed. Today's first golden sunlight pierced through the clouds and shone down, and then he put on his clothes and walked down from the built high platform.

As the first ray of sunshine fell today, it was not only the village that started to gongs and drums, but even the city of Jixia came alive like boiling water.

"What, you actually want five spirit stones for this magic-tailed lizard?"

"Two pieces..."

"no?"

"Three pieces"

"Not yet?"

"Let's do this, boss, I want a larger amount of five, three pieces per piece, it's OK. You're starting a business, just make some money."

...

"How many spirit stones does this black phoenix spirit grass have?"

"Sixteen yuan is so expensive?"

"You see, your grass roots are not intact, and the fruits on them are also marked by picking. Give you eight spirit stones, will you sell them?"

...

"Look here, look here",

"It's time to buy stone corpse powder",

"I've handed over fans and spirit stones in the other handed over."

Qian Yunsheng was paying for a spirit stone, sitting in a messy ghost market setting up a stall, holding up a sign and shouting loudly.

This was the first day he came to Jixia City. After entering the city early in the morning, he did not rush to find a place to live, so he quickly bought things.

After half a market, I spent a lot of spiritual stones. Unexpectedly, the most important thing was not yet settled. I had no choice but to come to this ghost market to pay the fee and set up a stall.

This ghost market is a place specially for casual cultivators to trade. You can set up a stall for three days by just paying a piece of spirit stone. It is not a taboo to sell things or purchase them.

The intensive actions of the past two days have caused Qian Yunsheng to show signs of worsening in addition to his new injuries.

He had no choice but to enter Jixiacheng first and quickly started to buy his healing things, preparing to stabilize his injuries first.

Fortunately, I searched for some spirit stones from Manager He’s storage bag, and I can still push it for the time being.

However, every time when he was taking out the spirit stone, Qian Yunsheng felt extremely distressed when he saw his increasingly shriveled storage bag.

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Chapter completed!