Chapter 8: Spiritual Skills Pavilion
Meng Guan from the Spiritual Medicine Pavilion?
Hearing this, He Song's mind flashed with the figure of the old man from the Spiritual Medicine Pavilion.
The book "Spiritual Plant Planting Techniques" was given to him by Meng Guan.
He was able to become a spiritual plant husband because of Meng Guan's favor.
Even if for Meng Guan, this matter was just a small matter within his duties, but a favor is a favor, and it needs to be repaid.
Now that he came to the Lingjian Pavilion, Wei Fan in front of him mentioned Meng Guan.
Could it be that these two people have a feud?
Thoughts flashed through his mind, and He Song thought about it, and finally decided to remain unchanged in the face of all changes.
Even if he offended Wei Fan in front of him, Wei Fan was in the Lingjian Pavilion, so how could he control himself in the Spiritual Medicine Pavilion?
At most, he would not come to Lingjian Pavilion in the future.
"I recognize that I can become a spiritual plant husband because of the guidance of Mr. Meng. Otherwise, I am afraid that I am just a casual cultivator at this time."
Without hiding anything, He Song replied.
As he spoke, He Song's eyes flickered, and he was ready to leave at any time.
In Zhushan Xianfang, even as an internal staff of the Xianfang, you cannot use force.
Once the law enforcement team is attracted, the crime of fighting in the Xianfang is not something that everyone can bear.
Even if Wei Fan in front of him is the steward of Lingjian Pavilion, he may not escape punishment.
"Daoyou, there is no need to do this. The Xianfang is very safe. Besides, Meng Guan and I are from the same sect. I just want to ask him how he is doing." Wei Fan smiled and looked at He Song with a more kind look.
One of Meng Guan's duties in Lingyao Pavilion is to absorb new spiritual plant husbands, which he naturally knows.
In this way, He Song, the spiritual plant husband who just joined Lingyao Pavilion, must have been introduced by Meng Guan.
He just asked the question just to see what kind of character He Song is and whether he is worthy of being friends with him.
If He Song just subconsciously distanced himself from Meng Guan, I am afraid that what was waiting for He Song would not be the kind face at this time.
But now the result made him quite satisfied, so he naturally treated He Song differently.
Seeing this, He Song was relieved.
Then, the two began to chat.
Through the previous inquiry, Wei Fan knew what kind of character He Song was.
And He Song was happy to accept Wei Fan's kindness.
With both parties intending to make friends, the relationship between the two began to close rapidly.
When He Song was personally sent out of Lingjian Pavilion by Wei Fan, the two had already begun to call each other brothers.
Leaving Lingjian Pavilion.
He Song looked in the direction of Lingyao Pavilion.
Meng Guan, who recommended him to join Lingyao Pavilion and become a spiritual plant husband, should soon be able to treat him differently through Wei Fan, right?
In this way.
In this Zhushan Xianfang, he has the friendship of a cultivator in the middle stage of Qi training and a cultivator in the late stage of Qi training.
In the previous conversation, He Song already knew that Wei Fan's cultivation had reached the seventh level of Qi training. Stronger than Meng Guan, who is at the sixth level of Qi training.
With Wei Fan and Meng Guan, I can’t say that I will be able to rise to prominence in the future, but at least I am not without a foundation.
Once there is any news, I can also know it in advance through Wei Fan and Meng Guan.
Thinking of this, He Song’s steps suddenly became lighter.
He didn’t go home to practice.
Following his memory, He Song soon came to the stall area in the fairy square.
The last time he came to the stall area, it was the first time he went out to buy ordinary rice.
At the beginning, He Song was cautious and left in a hurry after buying 20 kilograms of ordinary rice. He didn’t even have the intention to stroll around the stall area, for fear that he would be targeted by others.
But now it’s different.
He Song, wearing the clothes of a spiritual plant husband, has a status in Zhushan Fairy Square that is not comparable to that of an ordinary casual cultivator.
Naturally, there is no need to worry that he will be targeted by others if he buys a little.
This time when he came to the stall area, He Song actually strolled around the stall area.
"Low-grade Thick Earth Talisman, five spirit stones for one, thirteen left, while stocks last."
"Spiritual rice, home-grown spiritual rice, one spirit stone for ten kilograms."
"Bigu Pill, two spirit stones for one bottle."
"Low-grade magic tools are sold at a loss, only eighty spirit stones are needed."
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The voices of hawkers came to his ears, and He Song's eyes swept across the stalls in front of him.
There were people selling spiritual talismans, and the stalls also displayed talisman pens, talisman ink, talisman paper and other talisman making materials, which looked both numerous and diverse.
There were people selling Bigu Pills, and the stalls were full of bottles and jars, but they were basically filled with low-grade pills such as Bigu Pills. Serious alchemists would not set up stalls in the stall area.
There were also people selling magic tools, but looking at the pits and bumps on the magic tools, He Song could imagine how many times the magic tools had been destroyed.
He Song also saw the old man when he bought spiritual rice last time.
At this time, the old man's sleeves were constantly filled with spiritual rice, and soon a cloth bag was filled.
"Storage bag?"
Looking at the spiritual rice flowing out of the old man's sleeves, a term suddenly flashed through He Song's mind.
"I didn't expect that an old man selling rice could actually carry a storage bag with him."
After looking at it for a few more times, He Song retracted his gaze. At the same time, he had a little confidence in the future of Lingzhifu.
An old man selling spiritual rice can have a storage bag.
I will definitely have one in the future!
Keep moving forward.
There are more and more stalls in front of He Song, and the goods for sale are becoming more and more diverse.
With He Song's knowledge, many things are unheard of and unseen.
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But He Song doesn't care.
It is difficult for casual cultivators to practice. Compared with disciples of sects and family members, casual cultivators' knowledge reserves are definitely insufficient.
It is also very simple to solve.
Looking up.
He Song saw a huge plaque at a glance.
"Spirit Skills Pavilion."
This is the goal of He Song's visit to the stall area this time.
When communicating with Wei Fan before, Wei Fan told He Song that he needed to go to the Spirit Skills Pavilion to buy some spells commonly used by cultivators.
At the same time, there are many books on common sense of cultivation in the Spirit Skills Pavilion for reading.
These books are charged for casual cultivators.
But they are free for internal staff of Zhushan Xianfang.
Only when you buy spells will they be charged normally.
In this way, for rookies like He Song who have just entered the world of cultivation and have become internal staff of Xianfang, it is a treasure land.
After looking at the clothes that belonged to the spirit plant husband, He Song stepped forward and walked into the Spirit Skill Pavilion.
"I am Ping'er, and I am honored to meet you, fellow Taoist. May I ask what kind of magic do you need?"
As soon as he entered the Spirit Skill Pavilion, a gentle female voice came to He Song's ears.
He Song looked in the direction of the voice, and his eyes lit up.
In front of him, a beautiful female cultivator was looking at him with a smile, and the voice just now came from her mouth.
Female cultivators usually have good looks, and those who cultivate immortals are almost all handsome men and beautiful women.
He Song's appearance at this moment can also be called handsome and handsome.
"I am He Song, and I am honored to meet you, fellow Taoist. A senior asked me to choose a few basic magic spells."