Mysterious and illusory, radiant and floating, the eastern brightness in the night is as bright as white daylight.

  The lanterns on both sides of the street emitted bright and soft light, and the sky occasionally transmitted the calls of various spiritual beasts. The flying treasure's dragging light was more eye-catching than the meteor shower. The cool night not only didn't make people less enthusiastic but instead became even more lively. At this time, each merchant also exerted their strength, and all the shop assistants were seen wearing neat uniforms, standing at the door, one holding a copper bell and the other holding an eight-trigram silver mirror.

  The copper bell shop staff pinched the law key, lightly shook the copper bell, and the clear sound suddenly spread from the copper bell: "Our store sells Taoist treasures, with a wide range of goods, good quality and low price. Whether you are an apprentice in the refining period or a master in the golden elixir period, our store can meet your needs..."

  The bronze bell is engraved with a clear and melodious mantra, the sound is smooth and moderate, never piercing to the ear, and listening to it for a long time will not make people feel annoyed or confused.

  The shop assistant holding the Bagua silver mirror worked in perfect harmony, simultaneously pinching the magic trick. The Bagua silver mirror flashed with light, and above his head, various shapes of treasure illusions suddenly appeared, lifelike and moving. Moreover, as the sound of the copper bell changed, the illusion on his head also changed like a lantern wheel. This is the Hai Zhen Jue, born to create illusions, using fake to confuse reality.

  If two shops face each other, you can often see the employees of both stores staring at each other in anger, shaking their copper bells quickly, and the eight trigrams silver mirror also flashing rapidly.

  Both sides of the street were lined with similar scenes.

  "Wonderful five-element cave, with a spiritual spring and an area of 500 square meters. The spiritual energy is dense, whether you're raising magical creatures or planting spiritual grains and herbs, it's guaranteed to bring you a bountiful harvest! Limited time offer: 2.5 million crystals for this incredible deal, don't miss out on this opportunity!"

  "This store sells all kinds of high-grade spiritual medicine, a thousand-year-old shop, quality guaranteed! All medicines in this store have passed the advanced pharmaceutical professional certification of Tianxin Spiritual Medicine Institute, please buy with confidence!"

  "Want to take the entrance exam for Yi Zhi Hui Jian Men? This training center recruits students all year round, teaching various beginner's mental methods. The senior sword cultivator of Yi Zhi Hui Jian Men will teach in person. Guaranteed that you will learn it once and pass the exam once! What are you waiting for? Hurry up and join now! Those who sign up now can enjoy a 20% discount!"

  ……

  This is the city that never sleeps, the hub of the East!

  The prosperous town of Zuo Mo was not unfamiliar, but he still felt a bit unaccustomed to it. He didn't come here often. If he hadn't bought the Wind Walking Paper Crane, coming to Dong Fu wouldn't be easy.

  Even on a beautiful and colorful street, there will be intersections. Luo Mu's eyes were blank, he was lost.

  Damn it, I'm lost again!

  He patted his head with a mixture of regret and pain.

  Helpless, Zuo Mo walked to a camphor tree by the street and looked up. On the branches above stood many small red birds. The birds were entirely red with long, bright red tails that seemed like a trail of flames when they flew, earning them the name Flame Birds.

  They are intelligent and can understand human language, skilled at identifying routes. Many cities use them as route markers, however, this is not a free service.

  Zuo Mo painfully threw a one-petaled crystal into the air, and a flame bird swooped down from the tree, accurately catching the crystal in its beak and swallowing it.

  "Free Market." Zuo Mo shouted.

  The flamingo circled his head a few times before flying off in one direction with a flutter.

  Zuo Mo hastily followed behind the Flame Bird, the Flame Bird didn't fly very fast, its long tail feathers leaving behind a trail of red light in the dark night.

  Tiny red lights scattered in the air, quickly disappearing. Walking through streets lined with lanterns, quietly listening to various hawkers, quietly watching the changing scenes on both sides of the street, thinking back to the emotions when I first opened my eyes two years ago, unknowingly, Lemo fell silent.

  A sigh in my heart, a tinge of sadness and melancholy fills the air.

  The flamingo's clear call woke him up, and seeing the free market not far away, his spirit was suddenly lifted. The flamingo circled above his head a few times, with a trail of red light dots, and turned to leave. Zuo Mo waved goodbye to the departing flamingo.

  The Free Market is the most frequently visited place for low-level cultivators. The so-called Free Market refers to a place where anyone can set up a stall to sell goods. As long as you buy a Linglong House and pay some fees, you can freely sell things. The price of a Linglong House is much lower than that of a commercial building, and it's usually the size of a palm when folded up, making it very convenient to carry around. Many cultivators will buy one to carry with them, and they don't have to worry about having no place to live when going out.

  The things sold here are much cheaper than ordinary shops, but it takes time to dig.

  The free market is like a giant Go board, divided into grid after grid, each grid can hold ten small houses, five in front and five behind, back to back and side by side.

  Soon, Zuo Mo found his target.

  "Yo, Mo Ge, you've finally arrived!" The shop owner was a man in his late twenties, with a pointed head and beady eyes that darted back and forth. His name was Fu Jin, and he had average talent and not much interest in cultivation. He had only reached the third layer of Qi Refining, so he had given up on it and started doing business instead. He was good at socializing and had many connections, so he could get his hands on almost anything, whether it was low-grade magical artifacts or techniques.

  Zuo Mo didn't waste words: "Has what I wanted arrived?"

  "Of course, of course!" Fu Jin patted his lean chest and chuckled: "If Brother Mo wants it, how dare I not put in my utmost effort?"

  He rummaged through the small cloth bag at his waist. Zuo Mo's eyes turned red as he stared at Fu Jin's small cloth bag, which was a three-product treasure pouch that didn't look impressive but was actually extraordinary.

  However, soon Zuo Mo's gaze was attracted by the small thing in Fu Jin's hand. A piece of green jade, about one finger wide and two finger joints long, it was a jade slip.

  "But don't blame me for not reminding you, Mo Ge. The five elements techniques in this Ling Plant Jade Strip are not many people can fully learn." Fu Jin said seriously: "Since Mo Ge has the third layer of strength with the Small Cloud Rain Technique, why not buy a Water Technique Jade Strip? Don't think I'm being too talkative, but after all these years, I've seen quite a few. Now I somewhat understand, one move is fresh, and it's a big deal."

  Zuo Mo sincerely said: "Thank you, Fu Xiao Ge."

  He still understands this point for his own good.

  Look left Mo insisted, paid gold and didn't say much, handed the jade slip to him: "The price has been said, twenty second-grade crystal stones."

  Zuo Mo quickly paid with crystal stones.

  Twenty pieces of second-grade crystal stones are not a small deal, and the mood of paying gold has improved a lot. He smiled and said: "Brother Mo, if you can really master it, hey, when you become a spiritual plant husband, that treatment, hey, don't forget to promote your younger brother at that time!"

  Zuo Mo smiled and nodded expressionlessly: "Thanks for the auspicious words, little brother. However, to cultivate at least three types of magic to the third level is not that easy."

  Both parties completed the transaction with great satisfaction.

  The crystal on his body was gone by more than half, and Zuo Mo didn't feel much heartache. He carefully placed the jade slip close to his body, this was a treasure.

  After buying Yu Jian, Zuo Mo prepared to return to the mountain. Although taking the night road was a bit tiring, if he stayed overnight in Dong Fu, he would inevitably have to spend more money.

  Lesser Linggu, Xiao Huang seems to have become lighter and more agile, carrying Zuo Mo as they flew towards the Wu Kong Mountains with a whooshing sound.

  Back at the Wu Kong Shan residence, it was already deep into the night.

  Under the starry sky, Zuo Mo lay on the rooftop with aching all over his body, holding a jade slip in front of his eyes with his fingers, narrowing his eyes, and his expression was indescribably satisfied.

  In Jianhe Prefecture, many people plant, like Wu Kong Sword Sect, about 70% of outer disciples choose to plant when selecting tasks. The sect will also teach some planting techniques, [Xiao Yun Yu Jue] is one of them. However, the sect only teaches the most basic ones, Wu Kong Sword Sect is a sword-repairing sect, and there are not many other techniques besides sword techniques.

  Cultivation is a profound subject, and as an outer sect disciple for two years, Zuo Mo had a deep understanding of this point.

  The jade slip contained five Five Elements techniques, all of which were related to planting. Among them was also the "Small Cloud Rain Technique". When he saw this, a stone in his heart fell to the ground, and it was worth it! The jade slip's explanation of the "Small Cloud Rain Technique" was more comprehensive and profound than what he had grasped.

  Fu Jin is right, specializing in one thing is indeed more realistic.

  But Zuo Mo had his own ideas.

  However, if one can master the five elements of Wu Xing and reach the third level in three of them, they can become a Ling Zhi Fu. If the "Xiao Yun Yu Jue" has not broken through to the third level, he will not have such thoughts. But if he can understand the third level of "Xiao Yun Yu Jue", it means that his innate talent in Wu Xing is not bad.

  Like him handing over these spiritual valleys in exchange for sect contributions, he could obtain a pretty good sword technique.

  But he didn't do so, what did he want to do with his sword? Chop firewood?

  In comparison, the art of cultivation is much more practical. Even if you can't learn it all yourself, the more you learn, the greater your own cultivation skills will be. There are no other doors in this sect that are as easy to cultivate as this one, and there are many barren spiritual fields everywhere that nobody cultivates. With enough spiritual fields, you can cultivate even more spiritual grains, and have even more crystal stones...

  The more he thought about it, the clearer his head became, and all sleepiness disappeared.

  He sat up straight, stretched out his palms and touched his face. The muscles on his face were stiff and hard as wood, which was also why he always found it difficult to make other expressions.

  He doesn't care about beauty or ugliness; he cares about something else.

  The faint starlight spilled into the courtyard, reflecting a hint of silver light, like the gradually rising cold night fog. A few hints of sadness floated in Left Mo's expressionless eyes.

  Two years ago, the leader of Wu Kong Men found Zuo Mo unconscious on his way back to the sect and brought him back. From the moment he woke up, he discovered that his memory was completely blank. In these two years, he tried every means but couldn't find any trace of memories from two years ago.

  He discovered his own abnormality, that is, his face. A stiff face like a stone, he couldn't make any expression. The master said this might be a rare disease. Also because of this face, he was not well received by the fellow disciples at first and suffered many grievances.

  But he didn't dislike this face, it was one of the only two clues he could find. Maybe one day, this wooden face would remind him.

  Who am I...... Where is my home......

  Another clue is that recurring dream. Whose voice was it? What did he want him to remember?

  But I forgot everything!

  He let out a sigh in his heart, shook his head, as if wanting to shake these thoughts out of his mind. He casually picked up the sound crystal beside him and poured spiritual energy into it.

  Yin Gui is one of the most popular magical artifacts in the current era, consisting of a base and a circular jade Yin Gui with an array of symbols that can receive transmissions from large-scale arrays. Mo's Yin Gui was the simplest, with a square nanmu wood base supporting a vertical, palm-sized circular jade Yin Gui. After infusing spiritual energy, the surface of the jade Yin Gui flashed with light, changing colors, and a melodious sound emanated from within.

  "The Blood Sky Domain erupted in intense conflict once again, with twelve cultivator camps simultaneously suffering large-scale demon attacks, resulting in heavy casualties."

  "Zhou Dingjian Gate has discovered a new realm, which is currently found to have a large number of crystal mines. It is reported that more than 15 other sects have also sent high-level cultivators. Moreover, due to the large number of native inhabitants in this realm, some insiders predict that this may lead to a significant drop in the market price of slave cultivators..."

  "After defeating the famous Western Demon Slayer, Ximo Da, the Western Business Sword Sect wanted to refine its legendary sword into a flying sword. Today, the flying sword was finally forged, and it is said that when it was forged, the sword energy spread for ten miles. According to estimates by a high-ranking member of the Refining Sect, this Golden Feather Sword will reach an astonishing seventh rank! The Western Business Sword Sect has added another powerful tool!"

  ……

  Under the starlight, Zu Mo quietly listened. In his newly awakened state, this crude sound helped him gradually understand this world.

  It was also from then on that he developed a habit of listening to radio broadcasts every day.

  Whenever he feels anxious, he will open the sound box and quietly listen to it, and his mood will gradually calm down.

  The night was as dark as water, the vast sky was dotted with stars, a zombie sat quietly on the rooftop, lost in thought listening to the sound of the guqin.