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  Jian Mo Qing's eyes widened slightly as he stared at the woman, who smiled and said, "Sister, don't think too much about it. I'm just more sensitive to sounds, that's all. How about this little Four Seasons Formation? To be honest, if you weren't an old customer, I wouldn't have taken out this formation.

  Mo Qingchen let out a subtle breath of relief, but then thought that indeed he had been careless after all. He turned back to learn voice control techniques, and from now on in such situations, he would still need to cover up a bit.

  "Sister Shifu, I really can't take out so many spirit stones at once..." Mo Qingchen was embarrassed, the small Four Seasons Formation was indeed to his liking.

  At first, I was well-prepared and started my arduous cultivation. Now that I've ended my closed-door meditation, I barely have any spiritual stones left on hand. Eagerly, I came to this market, mainly thinking of selling a few stalks of spiritual medicine and taking a look at whether there are any suitable magical arrays and artifacts. I thought it would take some effort to find something that suited me, but unexpectedly, I found what I was looking for right away.

  It's not a big deal if it were somewhere else, I could just sell the spiritual medicine and come back to buy it again. But this female cultivator is very strange, she doesn't set up her stall every day, and there isn't even a fixed date, wanting to meet her still requires luck.

  Jian Mo Qingchen was quite sincere, and the female cultivator said: "Alright then, if you have any good elixirs or some kind of rare and unusual materials, I can exchange them with you."

  She is wealthy and only sets up a stall here to deal with some refined magic arrays, purely for entertainment. Of course, no one would mind having more spirit stones, but if there were spiritual medicines or even some unusual materials that didn't have much use, she would actually prefer those.

  Mo Qingchen heard that he could exchange for other items, and his heart was delighted. In an instant, he rummaged through the items in his storage bag and handed over a delicate sky-blue jade bottle: "I don't know if this is to your liking, Shifu?"

  Mo Qingchen handed over was indeed Dingyandan, which was casually refined when practicing Liugudan at that time.

  The preparation of Dingyandan is not complicated, and the required materials only need 100-year-old Zhuyancacao. Therefore, the price is not expensive, of course, it's not comparable to Jilingwan.

  The female cultivator didn't reach out to take it, but instead used her divine sense to casually scan the sky-blue jade bottle. Seeing that there was only one grain of dan medicine inside, its color bright red, about the size of a dragon eye. It was precisely the Dingyuan Dan that female cultivators couldn't do without. She smiled and said: "Junior sister, I'm not lacking in this thing."

  The ordinary Dingyuan Dan was bright red, one worth dozens of Ling stones, and compared to the small Four Seasons Array worth eight hundred Ling stones, it was not worth mentioning. Mo Qingchen knew she hadn't recognized it, so saying that was already being polite.

  Thinking of this, my impression of her is even better. Previously, I heard people discussing that she was obviously not ordinary, but as an ordinary female cultivator, she had no intention of being superior to others. In the cultivation world where strength speaks for itself, it's rare, other book friends normally look at:

  "Sister, you might as well take another look." Mo Qingchen said with a faint smile.

  When Mo Qingchen said this, the female cultivator glanced at the jade bottle again. The bright red elixir was quietly staying inside, with a dazzling color and a faint golden light flowing in it.

  The nun's face gradually returned to normal, and she reached out to take the jade bottle. She carefully scanned it again with her divine sense, and when she raised her head, her gaze was different: "Junior sister, this... could it be?"

  Mo Qingchen nodded: "Not bad, just what Shifu thought."

  Mo Qingchu handed over the Dingyandan. It was refined with a thousand-year-old Zhuyancaogang, and generally, the higher the grade of Dan medicine, the more complex the refining process, and the more precious the materials required. At that time, she tried to refine several ordinary Dan medicines in advance for the sake of refining Ligu Dan, because she didn't have the time or waste so many precious spiritual medicines to refine other high-grade ones. Only Dingyandan had different years of refining materials, but nothing else changed. In order to experience the feeling of refining high-grade spiritual medicine, she casually refined a furnace.

  "Sister, are you really willing to exchange?" The female cultivator's cold and elegant face finally showed a hint of emotion.

  "It's natural." Mo Qingchen said bluntly, unwilling to linger too long.

  The female cultivator couldn't contain the excitement on her face, hastily handing over the small Four Seasons Formation to Mo Qingchen. She took the Dingyuan Dan and seemed a bit embarrassed, then handed over a jade slip: "Junior sister, this exchange is actually more beneficial for me. This jade slip contains a minor technique, not some profound art, but it's still quite practical. I'll give it to you along with the small Four Seasons Formation."

  This was an unexpected gain, Mo Qingchen naturally accepted it without hesitation, thanked him and turned to leave.

  "Junior Sister—"

  Mo Qingchen turned his head back.

  "I often have some pretty good formations here, if you're free, you can come and take a look, if you don't have any spiritual stones, it's fine to exchange them for items." The female cultivator said with a smile as bright as a flower.

  Mo Qingchen couldn't help but smile and nodded, that small Four Seasons Array was good, but it couldn't be compared to her own Dingyandan. For some people who only cared about cultivation, the Dingyandan was a waste of spirit stones, but for female cultivators who cherished their appearance like their lives, the Dingyandan, which could maintain their looks unchanged for life, was priceless.

  Mo Qingchen left the female cultivator's place and hastily swept his gaze over the jade slip that served as a supplement. His face lit up with joy, for on that jade slip was recorded only a small technique, but it was about how to combine one's own magic with the Array Formation method to make the array formation even more powerful.

  It may sound ordinary, but Mo Qingchen understood that if he could match his own techniques with the formation, he would be able to achieve an unexpected and extraordinary effect.

  After wandering around the market for half a day, Mo Qingchen still couldn't find a satisfactory magical instrument. Thinking that he hadn't thoroughly studied the bowl-shaped magical instrument given to him by the gray-robed man back then, he put aside the idea of buying another one and headed towards a nearby liquor store instead.

  An old man with white hair and beard sat in the shop, lying on his back in a rocking chair, comfortably closing his eyes, with an empty wine jar beside him.

  Mo Qingchen was dazed and saw Mo Danyan, who always had a red face and a smiling face, and his eyes couldn't help but sting.

  The old man, who had only heard footsteps but not voices, opened his eyes to see a slender girl with a mask on her face standing in front of him. She smiled and said, "Fellow Taoist, would you like to buy some wine?"

  Mo Qingchen's lips pursed slightly in discomfort. In the same realm, no matter what age they called themselves, it was not wrong to call each other fellow Taoists.

  After all, he is not grandfather.

  Almost inaudibly, he let out a sigh, and Mo Qingchen said: "Fellow Daoist, I've come to sell wine."

  The old man raised an eyebrow: "Selling wine? Fellow Taoist, aren't you joking? Come to the Ling Wine Shop to sell wine?"

  Mo Qingchen didn't say much either, and directly took out a gourd, pulled out the wine plug, and a tempting aroma of wine floated out. Book fans also like to read:.

  The old man's eyes lit up and he sniffed his nose, saying: "This wine..."

  "Try some, fellow Taoist," said Mo Qingchen.

  The old man grabbed the wine gourd without hesitation, tilted his head and took a big gulp, then let out a breath, and continued to drink with a series of gulps.

  "Good wine, really good wine! Fellow Taoist, are you going to sell wine here? Can't you speak more clearly?" The old man asked with a spirited expression.

  Mo Qing dust nodded and said, "Yes, I don't have much free time, so I want to put this wine here for sale. One pot of wine is three blocks of spiritual stone, and every time you sell one pot, I'll give you twenty spiritual pearls. What do you think?"

  Considering that the customers of this street are all disciples of the Yao Guang Sect, their families are generally richer than those of the Tian Yao City cultivators. The spiritual wine brewing materials brought out by Mo Qingchen were high-grade Linggu Valley, and the selling price was naturally much more expensive, with a higher profit margin as well.

  The old man listened and immediately smiled, his own shop sold the most was inferior spiritual wine, a pot of this quantity would cost fifty spiritual pearls, medium-grade spiritual wine would cost around two blocks of spiritual stone, this wine tasted much better than the medium-grade spiritual wine, but the price was more expensive, it wouldn't conflict with the spiritual wine he sold, and he could get spiritual pearls for free, why not?

  To know that this wine shop is opened by the sect, and he is just a shopkeeper. If the wine is placed here for sale, the spiritual pearls obtained are his extra income.

  "Fellow Taoist?" Seeing the old man's increasingly strange smile, Mo Qingchen called out.

  The old man hurriedly said: "Alright, alright, fellow Taoist, let's discuss the specific details."

  The two men fixed the time and quantity of each delivery, drafted several restrictive clauses, formed a contract in duplicate, and each kept one copy. Mo Qingchen then left the market.

  Return to your dwelling, Mo Qingchen flipped out a bowl-shaped utensil, closed his eyes and calmed his mind, his consciousness expanded, and he felt for the use of the utensil.

  After a long time, Mo Qingchen opened his eyes with a joyful expression on his face. He really didn't expect that this unassuming bowl-shaped magic tool would have three uses: trapping people, defense, and flight.

  Although I currently can't fly with this artifact, the flight ability it comes with is not as good as a dedicated flight artifact, but it's much better than those cheap flying swords on the market. After building my foundation, I won't need to rush out and buy a flight artifact.

  Defensive-type artifacts are even rarer than offensive ones, and this bowl-shaped artifact can both trap people and defend against them. It's an unexpected delight for Mo Qingchen.

  In this way, Mo Qingchen didn't rush to find an attacking magic tool again, but instead devoted himself to studying the Small Four Seasons Formation and the Bowl-shaped Magic Tool.

  In a flash, three months have passed. The two uses of the bowl-shaped magic tool are now familiar to Mo Qing, who has practiced them skillfully. Although its power is not as great as when used by foundation-building cultivators, he is learning to use just the right amount of spiritual energy to control it, thus conserving his spiritual energy.

  The small four-season array is also set up with ease, although the timing of the formation's changes is not well grasped due to time and heavenly divisions. However, when setting up the array, using magic to mutually conceal and cooperate with each other has yielded some results.

  On this day, Mo Qingchen was meditating with her eyes closed when she received a message talisman. It turned out to be Duan Qingge asking to meet with her.

  Since she devoted herself to diligent practice, the two rarely met, and it had been a long time since they last gathered. Mo Qingchen naturally also wanted to see his good friend, so he accepted the invitation and went.

  "Qingchen Shimei, you've indeed reached the 9th layer of Qi Refining." Duan Qingge, who was quite tall, wore the uniform green robe of their sect, yet somehow managed to look elegant and refined.

  Mo Qingchen was even more astonished, for no other reason than that Duan Qingge's cultivation had also reached the 9th layer of Qi Refining!

  How is this possible!

  More than three years ago, she had just entered the fifth layer of Qi refining. With the gourd in hand, her cultivation speed was already astonishing. She was only a Three Spirit Root, how could she be faster than herself?!