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Two days later, the old prostitutes He Yun and Wu Feihua hurried back to Gou'er Mountain, both with extremely ugly expressions.
The 500 spirit stones Wang Lu gave were actually a lot more than what they needed to purchase, so of course, the remaining part was considered as running errand expenses for the two of them. Although Wang Lu didn't say it clearly, both of them thought about it. The shrewdness of giving money so generously, isn't the intention obvious
But when the two contacted the nearest businessman and were about to purchase, they were brutally slaughtered. The businessman just glanced at the list and quoted a price: six hundred spirit stones.
This is higher than the budget given by Wang Lu, how can He Yun agree? However, the other party has seen He Yun's background, whether he likes to buy it or not, and if he doesn't buy it, he will be defeated!
How dare He Yun not buy it? Wang Lu set a time limit of two days, and if it exceeded the time limit, he couldn't even imagine the consequences. What's more, these odds and ends of materials, it is reasonable to say that there are more than 300 spirit stones at most, how come this has nearly doubled!
After inquiring around, I realized that if these materials were sold at low prices in Xuantian Pavilion, but with his status as He Yun and Wu Feihua, he would not be able to enter the threshold of Xuantian Pavilion! So this is equivalent to a black market transaction, and the price naturally remains high.
In desperation, He Yun and Wu Feihua had no choice but to bow their heads. After a lot of wrangling, the final transaction price was five hundred. The two are still in the body of guilt, how could Wang Lu be so kind as to give them a chance to make a fortune
However, thinking about the dharma altar to be built later, the two cheered up again. They have worked for the Seven Stars Gate for many years, but they have never enjoyed the benefits of the altar, and judging from the materials purchased this time, the master has lofty aspirations, and the level of the altar to be built is quite high.
Although with their knowledge, they still can't identify the specific types, but even the Ninth Grade Dharma Altar, its power is far better than the Five Elements Spirit Formation obtained from the second-hand Pifeng Shuo of Seven Star Gate! Combined with the relatively strong spiritual energy in Wangjiacun, it is no surprise that at least hundreds of spirit stones can be condensed every day—it doesn’t seem like much, but there are tens of thousands of them in a year, not to mention that condensed spirit stones are only the most inconspicuous part of the altar. One of the functions.
The only question is, can this altar really be built
It wasn't the old prostitutes who looked down on Wang Lu. In fact, after Wang Lu retrieved the Kunshan Sword from the village two days ago, in order to further establish his prestige, he fought with He Yun. Murderous intentions were revealed, but he couldn't break through the opponent's three-foot sword circle. Since then, there is no contempt in my heart anymore, it's just... the gap between low-grade Qi training and Jindan real people is really huge.
Spiritual Qi tide, how on earth is he going to do it
It was a day of crisp autumn and cool weather, but Wangjia Village was full of fiery scenes. The simple villagers put up lanterns and streamers in the village to welcome the gods. There is also a couplet hanging at the entrance of the village. Although the writing is nonsense, the enthusiasm of the village to welcome the gods to come and guide is evident.
In the midst of enthusiasm, the comrades from the Intellectual Tax Bureau, no, the gods of the Intellectual Education came floating on the auspicious clouds.
This time, all members of Zhijiao were mobilized, the saint Fengling took the lead, the deputy leader He Yun, the elder Wu Feihua followed around, and the last one was an unattractive fat man. When Wang Qinian asked curiously...
The saint said calmly: "Oh, those are the warriors used to build the altar."
Fatty burst into tears, he was a genuine Spirit Sword cultivator after all, but his status in the Taxation Bureau was not as good as Wu Feihua! Fortunately, the so-called ranks are all nonsense now, and whoever does anything is just a word from the top.
However, Wang Qinian and others didn't dare to neglect this chubby warrior, and asked for a while, how did the fat man experience such a battle? Although in the past when he was the son of the national teacher, he was surrounded by the front and back, but it is by no means the posture of being surrounded by the people in the countryside like now! In desperation, the fat man had no choice but to keep silent, and he really looked like a wrestler
In the welcome of the villagers, the group arrived at the pre-set location of the altar. Needless to say, the location was of course chosen by Wang Lu himself.
It was the village chief's house—this choice of location was a little reward for Wang Qinian's ranting to Wang Fugui's house a few days ago.
Wang Qinian didn't know the way to do it. Seeing some gods stopped at the door of his house, he was curious: "Excuse me, some gods, this is..."
The saintess Fengling said lightly: "Build the altar."
"… here?"
Feng Ling nodded: "Yes, Feng Shui is the best here, and the effect of building an altar here is the best."
Wang Qinian was dumbfounded at the time: "Then, what about my family?"
Feng Ling smiled: "Of course it's demolition, it doesn't matter, I will let Lishi build a new home for you."
"But, but..." Wang Qinian was still struggling, but before he could speak, the saint smiled.
"Oh, don't you like it? It's okay, then we won't build it, old woman... He Yun, let's go."
A group of people turned around and left, and Wang Qinian caught them blind on the spot: "Gods don't go, gods don't go! Just tear it down, just tear it down!"
"Okay, let's do it."
"Wait, I still have something at home!"
The saint frowned: "Oh, you are so troublesome. You will dismantle it for a while and not dismantle it for a while. Would you like to be more reliable? Do you want us to wait here for you to move slowly?"
Wang Qinian was stupid again, he was stunned for a while, and then he heard someone from the villagers behind him say: "Village Chief, didn't you say that building a Buddhist altar is a big deal, and whoever dares to hold back, then..."
Wang Qinian cursed in his heart, but there was still a smile on his face: "Tear it down, tear it down, let's tear it down!"
As soon as the words fell, there was a muffled bang, and the old yin stick let out a low shout, and ignited three talismans in his hands at the same time, releasing huge mana, and instantly crushed the village head's house into a flat surface!
The masonry walls that have been rammed for many years, the thick beams, and the neat bricks and tiles... were compressed into a layer of two palms in an instant, and then sank further into the ground until they were even with the ground.
For the wild cultivator of the low-level foundation establishment, the effect of this spell is amazing. The old nympho patted the wreckage of the talisman paper in his palm with a smile on his face, thinking that it was thanks to Wang Lu for giving him a few pages of fragments of the practice classics, However, after only a few days of practice, all the hidden injuries he suffered in Wuhou County have fully healed, and his skills have recovered to a very small extent, and some subtle skills have improved even more!
Although the pressure of Mount Tai was based on the power of the talisman seal, it was released so quickly and the force was so exquisite that even at its peak, it was still powerless. There is such an entry! Hey, fawning over disciples from such a famous sect is really beneficial, but it's a pity that I didn't have that chance in the Seven Stars sect anyway...
Just when the old yin stick was full of joy, dust fell to the sky, and next to the flat ground, there was a large group of villagers whose jaws fell to the ground, and the old village chief who wanted to cry but had no tears.
The old nympho smiled: "How about it, isn't it beautiful?"
Wang Qinian replied tremblingly: "The Immortal Elder's spells are supernatural, and the demolition is beautiful, very beautiful!"
"Well, you have good vision! Don't worry, when the altar is completed, I will let Lishi help you build a new house, which is even more magnificent than this dilapidated house!"
Of course, this is also Wang Lu's instruction, which means that the work of the Intelligence Taxation Bureau must be rewarded and punished. Wang Qinian has been ignorant and ignorant for the past two years, and he has committed all kinds of foolish deeds. Credit also has hard work, why let him be homeless
After the forcible demolition, the old yin stick moved his fingers and pinched out a formula, and the mountain of materials that had been prepared in the mustard seed bag flew out, and a circular magic circle was formed on the flat ground in order.
The amount and arrangement of these materials had been planned by Wang Lu long ago. After the old cunt had finished placing them according to the order, he stopped a spell that was continuously running.
At the same time, in the center of the circular magic circle, an ordinary young figure appeared.
The old prostitute and the others bowed down immediately: "Meet the leader!"
Wang Lu, who was lifted from the invisibility technique, fully demonstrated the self-cultivation of a professional actor, and waved his hand calmly: "Okay, please, my time in the lower realm is limited, so I will start work, please keep the villagers away, don't get in the way."
When Wang Qinian and the others saw Wang Lu appearing, they thought it was really a fairy descending from the lower realm, and their hearts were agitated beyond words. Unfortunately, before they kowtowed, they were dispersed by Wu Feihua and others, freeing up a spacious performance stage.
He Yun and others are looking forward to the next performance.
With a low-level cultivation base of Qi training, how to build up a spiritual tide and then cultivate into a Dharma altar? And with Wang Lu's handwriting, what kind of altar is he going to build? From the material point of view, it is likely to be above the eighth rank... The Yulin sect where the old yin stick was cultivating immortals was just a fire altar of the eighth rank, which made the surrounding sects of cultivating immortals envious!
Saintess Fengling was also curious. Although she didn't understand the reason for the dharma altar, she had seen it a lot on Lingjian Mountain. The Spirit Sword Sect occupies the place with the most aura in Cangxi Prefecture, so naturally it will not let it go to waste. There are many altars built in the mountain gate, most of which are from the hands of the Sixth Elder Lu Li. The elder who is in charge of the sect's financial power is A genius of Dharma altar technology, he completed the first Dharma altar in the Void Core stage, the Seventh Grade Li Huo Altar... And looking at Wang Lu's current state, his ambition seems to be even higher than Lu Li's back then!
As the focus of attention, Wang Lu walked around the circle expressionlessly, adjusted the altar materials around him slightly, and then slowly closed his eyes.
In an instant, the complicated world around him disappeared without a trace, and what filled Wang Lu's mind was only the ocean of heaven and earth aura.
If you want to build the altar, there are only two ways, either use the powerful primordial spirit of Jindan or quasi-jindan level to manipulate the aura of heaven and earth, collect and release it frequently, and force it to form an aura of aura, or... You need to calculate carefully The movement of the spiritual energy of the heavens and the earth is guided according to the situation, and the miracle is accomplished by surpassing the level with four or two strokes of a thousand catties!
At the beginning, Elder Lu Li relied on his keen sense of primordial spirit to accurately find the node of spiritual energy movement, so he built the dharma altar with the low-level cultivation of Xudan. Elder Lu Li is a first-grade Heavenly Spirit Root, and his aptitude is among the top ten elders in the Heavenly Sword Hall. Fang He and Liu Xian would never be able to do it.
But Wang Lu's ethereal root is much better than the ordinary heavenly root in terms of sensitivity! Even if the current cultivation base is insufficient and the primordial spirit is weak, he can still see the movement of spiritual energy within hundreds of meters around him.
Of course, what you can see is far from enough. Next, you need to use your own power to drive the aura to move, gather and spread it... with a specific rhythm, forming an endless aura of aura.
This step is the real difficulty. According to Elder Lu Li's textbook, if you want to successfully drive the aura of heaven and earth, you must at least temper the soul to the realm of nine voids and one solid, which is about the middle grade of foundation building. This is only a theoretical value. Lu Li had been practicing until he was half-empty and half-real, and he was very sure that he would be able to cultivate the altar.
Wang Lu's current primordial spirit is completely empty, let alone without any substance, even the virtual body has not been completely condensed, and it has almost no ability to restrain the spiritual energy of the world, but... it is not necessary to control the spiritual energy. By releasing the power of the primordial spirit, what the primordial spirit can do, Wang Lu can do with other tools.
In the inner mansion, the bones of the emperor trembled, and the two hundred and six jade pillars all took a breath.
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