Gou Zai Yao Wu Simulated Immortal

Three days later, it was dawn.

Li Qian arrived at the talisman shop as agreed and saw Lü Zhanhua already waiting outside the door.

He was all smiles, and his clothes were brighter than usual, clearly showing that he was quite interested in this trip.

Beside him, a slender, shuttle-like flying artifact was parked.

The shuttle boat was entirely dark blue-black, with slightly upturned ends and spiritual patterns that appeared and disappeared around it, flowing in circles like water ripples.

As the morning light shines on it, a shimmering light appears on it, making it look even more exquisite and elegant.

The more Li Qian looked at it, the more familiar it seemed, as if he had seen it in the Qiming Pavilion before.

This shuttle-shaped airship can carry people into the air while maintaining both speed and stability.

It would cost at least thirty or forty low-grade spirit stones.

"A mid-grade talisman cultivator like this comes from a very wealthy family."

With this in mind.

Li Qian couldn't help but glance at the dark blue shuttle boat a few more times, a look of envy on his face.

Lü Zhanhua noticed his expression.

Stroking his thin mustache, he smiled with a hint of smugness and said, "Fellow Daoist Li, what do you think?"

"This item is called 'Green Shuttle,' and it's a transportation tool that I gritted my teeth and gave up."

So he's here to show off his car.

Upon hearing this, Li Qian chuckled heartily and cupped his hands, saying, "As expected of a mid-grade talisman cultivator, Fellow Daoist Lü is quite generous."

"If I had that kind of wealth, I'd be laughing in my sleep."

Lü Zhanhua was overjoyed to hear this.

With a flick of his sleeve, he was the first to step onto the shuttle boat.

He turned around and said, "With your abilities, it's only a matter of time before you acquire such things in the future."

"Come on up first, don't be late."

Li Qian didn't hesitate and immediately leaped up.

The boat was large, and the two people standing on it, one in front of the other, did not feel cramped.

Lu Zhanhua raised her hand, made a hand seal, and slapped it onto the spirit slot of the shuttle head.

With a soft hum, the green shuttle lifted off the ground.

Then it suddenly rose higher and flew towards the outside of Zilanfang.

The initial speed was average.

Once they crossed the boundary of the market where no one was allowed to fly, the shuttle boat suddenly sped up.

A gust of wind suddenly arose, and the scenery in all directions seemed to rush past.

Li Qian stood on the shuttle, his clothes fluttering in the wind.

Looking down at the gradually shrinking market town and mountain path, I felt a surge of emotion.

With such a flying artifact in hand, traveling dozens of miles is only a matter of moments.

When you really encounter trouble, whether it's traveling, escaping, or chasing the enemy, it's still much better than having your own two legs.

I am on the great sun, and I am used as a horse, traveling three thousand miles a day.

If we had this flying shuttle, we could save time for cultivation.

More important is dignity.

"Still poor."

Li Qian sighed inwardly, but he was not discouraged.

Now that my cultivation level is increasing, I'm finding more and more ways to make money.

Black market, small market, demon materials, trials...

Once these things are done, I estimate I'll make a considerable profit.

However, right now, the most important thing is to find something that can make up for the shortcomings in my skills.

The shuttle boat flew for about a quarter of an hour before its speed gradually decreased.

Dozens of miles outside Zilanfang, there is an old Lingcha tea garden.

The tea plantations that were originally carved out along the mountainside are now mostly abandoned.

The tea trees had been neglected for many years, and their branches and leaves grew wildly, forming a tangled mess.

The stone path meanders intermittently, and the steps are covered with moss.

You can still vaguely see a few ruined pavilions and buildings where Lingcha practitioners used to rest in the early years.

The sun is not yet high in the sky, and the thin mist has not yet completely dissipated.

The tea garden lies quietly nestled on the mountainside, half in light and half in shadow.

Lu Zhanhua put away the green shuttle, intending to use Li Qian's masking illusion array to conceal her presence.

Li Qian shook his head, indicating that he already had the item.

Upon seeing this, Lü Zhanhua revealed a knowing smile, as if they were kindred spirits.

The two said no more and each activated their illusion arrays.

Despite his changed appearance, Li Qian still possessed the Qi of the third level of Qi Refining.

We walked along the old, crumbling stone path deeper into the tea garden.

The deeper you go, the more people you see all around.

As he previously stated, this small gathering is quite large in scale.

A quick glance revealed that at least several dozen cultivators had gathered in the garden.

They were scattered in twos and threes among the ruined pavilions and corridors.

Some were talking in hushed tones, while others sat alone with their sleeves tucked in; each person exuded a different aura, and their clothing and attire were also quite different.

Three people stood in some of the most conspicuous spots in the garden.

A man with gray hair and beard, dressed in a magnificent blue robe.

He was sitting behind a broken stone table, slowly drinking tea; he must have been the old cultivator Ge.

The other two played chess on the broken stone table.

They did not conceal their cultivation levels; they were all at the late stage of Qi Refining.

Even while playing chess, his imposing presence was like a sharp blade hovering between his brows, making him someone not to be underestimated.

These three people were clearly the ones who would be in charge of this small gathering.

With them in charge, the park, though crowded, still maintained a certain level of order.

There was no arguing or commotion.

Li Qian glanced at it a few times and had a rough idea of ​​what was going on.

Knowing the way well, Lü Zhanhua led him straight to a dilapidated pavilion next to the entrance of the tea garden.

A gaunt old man stood in the pavilion, with a cultivation level of mid-stage Qi Refining.

His eyelids drooped, and he was holding a string of ebony beads in his hand.

When he saw someone coming, he merely raised his eyes.

Lu Zhanhua cupped his hands in greeting and said with a smile, "Please inform him that we have arrived in Lüliang."

As he spoke, he took out a thin bamboo skewer from his sleeve.

The bamboo skewer was no bigger than the palm of my hand, and was yellowish-green all over.

The edges were rounded, and the character "葛" was branded on it.

Clearly, this is the token used to enter the market this time.

The gaunt old man took the bamboo skewer, examined it with his eyes down, and then looked up at Li Qian.

Lü Zhanhua then calmly said, "This person is someone I brought with me."

"I've already spoken to Elder Ge about this."

The old man didn't ask any more questions, just nodded, handed the bamboo skewer back, and stepped aside.

"Go in."

You should know the rules.

Lü Zhanhua smiled and replied, "Of course."

Only then did he lead Li Qian inside.

When Li Qian stepped into the garden, many small stalls had already been set up in the market.

Some were covered with old cloth, with a few bottles of pills and a few demon cores on them.

Some were wooden boxes half-open, revealing fragments of scrolls and bamboo slips inside.

Some people even carried a frozen little demon corpse, squatted under the tea tree, and waited for someone to ask the price.

He stood still, slowly scanning the area, and began to weigh the options in his mind.

Fourteen spirit stones.

Whether I can exchange for the cultivation technique or elixir I desire is really hard to say right now.

After Lü Zhanhua led Li Qian into the garden.

He slightly raised his chin towards the broken stone table.

He said in a low voice, "I still need to go over to Elder Ge's side; I have important matters to discuss."

"Fellow Daoist Li, please take a moment to rotate yourself."

After saying that, he patted Li Qian on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Just relax and enjoy your stroll. We'll talk more later."

Li Qian nodded and cupped his hands in greeting, saying, "Fellow Daoist Lü, please take care."

Lu Zhanhua waved her hand and went to Old Ge's side.

Li Qian strolled slowly among the stalls, tidying up the garden's contents.

The things sold here are really a mixed bag.

It's a mix of truth and falsehood, good and bad.

If you don't have a good eye, you might easily waste spirit stones and end up with nothing but bad luck after coming in.

As Li Qian was thinking this, suddenly, a slight tremor ran through the depths of his consciousness.

The Soul-Devouring Sword, which was suspended outside the spiritual platform, trembled slightly without warning.

He was naturally very perceptive.

It was also connected to the sword's spiritual power, and when it showed unusual behavior, it sensed that something was wrong.

That was extreme...hunger?

Like a wolf that has been starving for a long time, suddenly smelling the aroma of flesh and blood.

Li Qian suppressed the excitement brought on by the Soul-Devouring Sword.

He strolled along the stone path as if he were just casually wandering around.

Let the faint, elusive pull in your mind guide you.