After coming out of [True Talisman Tower], Xiao Lin couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth in distress.
This time, in addition to the mid-level thunderstorm talisman, he purchased seven or eight primary talismans in one go, including two defensive talismans, and the rest were all primary attack talismans.
This time it was really a big loss for Xiao Lin. He spent more than 5,000 low-grade spiritual stones in total, and the spiritual stones in his bag suddenly lost more than half.
This made Xiao Lin, who had always been careful with calculations, really feel distressed. However, after thinking about it, he did not regret his purchase of talismans this time. After all, all he did was to improve his combat power. These talismans were enough to make
He saved the day when faced with danger, and in his opinion, paying more spiritual stones was a necessary price.
The only thing that makes Xiao Lin a little dissatisfied is that the talismans sold by this [True Talisman Building] and the spells sealed are all silent-level spells. Even the middle-level talisman of thunderstorm spells seals thunderstorm spells.
Although it is an intermediate-level spell, its power is that of a silent-level spell.
Along with the seven or eight primary talismans, except for one defensive talisman that sealed a Dzogchen-level primary spell, the rest were all silent-level primary spells, which was a bit of a fly in the ointment for Xiao Lin.
Xiao Lin couldn't help but laugh when he thought of this. He thought to himself whether he was too greedy. Not even the ancestor of the Golden Pill could cultivate many of the intermediate spells of the Dzogchen level, let alone refine the talismans and purchase them.
With so many elementary talismans, I also accidentally bought an intermediate talisman, which has greatly improved my combat power.
In the following time, Xiao Lin began to wander around the Xueling Fairy City during the day and practice hard at night. There were only about twenty days left before the cave opened. For Xiao Lin, this time was not enough at all.
I couldn't do anything, so I decided to continue practicing hard. Even if I couldn't improve my cultivation further, I could at least adjust my energy and spirit to the best state.
As the opening time of the catacombs approaches, the number of cultivators in the Snow Ridge Fairy City has suddenly increased. The number of cultivators coming and going on the streets is at least 50% more than when Xiao Lin first arrived, and with the increase of cultivators,
The number of shops has increased, and the major shops in Xueling Fairy City have also become lively.
Some shops selling magic weapons and talismans even had an embarrassing situation of being out of stock, which made Xiao Lin sigh with emotion, and in Xiao Lin's perception, most of the cultivators who came to this Xueling Fairy City were probably
For the catacomb trial, such a large number of monks made Xiao Lin more cautious about this catacomb trial.
On this day, Xiao Lin casually ordered two side dishes and a bottle of wine on the first floor of the inn, and ate quietly. I have to say that the food in this inn is indeed much worse than that in ordinary food, but Xiao Lin
Lin didn't care. After all, as his cultivation level improved, his requirements for food became lower and lower.
Xiao Lin was eating while looking around. This inn is located to the west of the outer city of Immortal City. It is very remote and extremely inconspicuous in terms of scale. However, it is basically overcrowded nowadays. Even cultivators who came late.
Many of them haven't booked a room yet.
But for cultivators, this does not matter. It is normal for cultivators to eat and sleep in the open. They can just find a place to meditate for one night.
"This time the catacomb trial starts, how many people will die again?"
"Hey, there is nothing we can do about it. The catacomb trial is opened once every thirty years. This is the only opportunity for casual cultivators who have no way to enter the five major sects. Naturally, they will not let it go."
"In the last catacomb trial, I heard that less than 500 people picked the purple spirit flowers in the end. It seems that there are fewer and fewer purple spirit flowers in this cave."
"I wonder what the Purple Spirit Flower is used for? Why do the five major sects set up points in this fairy city to recruit disciples every time the crypt is opened? Could it be that this Purple Spirit Flower plays an extremely important role for the five major sects?"
"Don't ask about this. I am afraid that except for some core personnel of the five major sects, even most of the outer disciples don't know the purpose of the Purple Spirit Flower. It is natural that the Purple Spirit Flower is precious, and I heard that
, this Purple Spirit Flower is also a third-level spiritual herb. The truly useful Purple Spirit Flower needs to be at least three hundred years old. After hundreds of years of harvesting, the Purple Spirit Flower in the cave is probably extremely rare.
"
"Doesn't this mean that our opportunities for casual cultivation are getting less and less? Hey."
"There is no way around this. There are only so many resources in the Tianlu Mountains, and after tens of millions of years of mining, they are probably facing exhaustion. And the number of casual cultivators is so huge, it will naturally lead to fierce competition."
On a table not far from Xiao Lin, there were four cultivators sitting. As soon as the four people looked at their clothes, Xiao Lin knew that they, like him, were also casual cultivators. Except for two of the four people, they were at the eighth level of Qi Refining.
In addition, according to Xiao Lin's perception, the other two should be at the ninth level of Qi refining.
It was two of them who spoke, a strong man in his thirties, and a dark-faced monk in his mid-twenties. The other two were eating and drinking without talking. These four
He is obviously a cultivator who plans to participate in the catacomb trial.
"Brother, do we really want to participate in the catacomb trial?" the black-faced monk said with hesitation on his face and a bit of fear in his eyes.
Hearing this, the brawny monk drank the wine from the wine glass in his hand, and then sighed and said: "As casual cultivators like us who have no family and do not have the qualifications of the Imperial Spiritual Root, we want to walk on this path of cultivation.
The only chance is to pick a purple spirit flower in the cave trial, otherwise we are destined to linger in the Qi refining period forever. Second brother, are you willing?"
It seemed that he had been drunk, and the dark-faced monk's eyes were a little blurry: "Of course I am not willing to give in. When it comes to practicing hard, we are no worse than the outer disciples of the five major sects. Our only shortcoming is our background. Thinking about it, it is really
unfair."
"Fairness? How has there ever been fairness in the world of cultivation? If you want fairness, go back to the secular world, marry a wife and have a baby." At this time, a sneer came from not far away.
"Who?" When the black-faced monk heard this, his expression changed, and he slapped the table with his palm. He turned his head and looked at the table next to him fiercely. Beside that table, there was sitting a twenty-three-four-year-old man.
However, after sensing the man's cultivation level, the black-faced monk's expression changed again. Even the strong man next to him also changed his expression and hurriedly grabbed the black-faced monk. The two said nothing.
He returned to his seat silently.
"We are all casual cultivators. Why did this Taoist brother make such a sarcastic statement? You must know that private fights are not allowed in this Snow Ridge Immortal City. Otherwise, if the guards of the Immortal City find out, it will be a serious crime of killing one's body." The strong man looked at the two men.
The young monk, who was thirteen or fourteen years old, said aloud.
Xiao Lin also glanced at the young monk with slight surprise. The man had red teeth and white lips. At first glance, he looked a bit like a woman. However, he had the perfect cultivation level of Qi Refining Stage without reservation.
It was revealed, which is why the brawny man and the black-faced monk chose to endure.
"Be timid before fighting. With your mentality, you want to participate in the catacomb trial, but it will only add two dead bones in the catacombs. I have good intentions. You might as well give up this trial, marry a wife and have children.
If you build a family, your descendants may still have a chance in the future."
Hearing the sarcastic words of the young monk, the black-faced monk's face turned red, making his face darker by three points. The strong man's face also became a little ugly, but they did not refute. After all,
It is not a wise choice to offend a cultivator who has reached the Dzogchen stage of Qi refining.
Soon, the strong man and the black-faced monk hurriedly left the inn and chose to stay away.
When the young monk saw that the two had chosen to leave, he smiled coldly and did not continue to press. Instead, he picked up the wine glass and started drinking.
After eating, Xiao Lin left the first floor, returned to the room, and continued to practice.
Time always flies very fast when practicing. Twenty days passed in the blink of an eye. On this day, Xiao Lin opened his eyes from trance and sighed slightly. Although he had been practicing hard during this period,
But his cultivation seems to be a little short of the peak of the seventh level.
This makes Xiao Lin very helpless, but there is no better way. Combat power can be improved through spells, talismans, magical weapons, etc., but the only way to improve the realm is through hard training and spiritual pills. As for using spiritual pills,
Shi Lai assists in cultivation, which is naturally no problem for some practitioners with good cultivation talent, but for Xiao Lin's spiritual qualifications, it is not much different from practicing hard behind closed doors.
Taking a deep breath, Xiao Lin left the inn and walked straight towards the city gate.
As soon as he left the Snow Ridge Fairy City, Xiao Lin piloted Seven Blades and flew towards the north, and Xiao Lin saw no less than hundreds of escaping lights along the way, rising from the fairy city and flying towards the north of the Snow Ridge Fairy City.
Thousands of miles to the north of Xueling Fairy City, there is an endless snowfield. After flying thousands of miles, Xiao Lin pressed the escape light and landed on a vast snowfield. Looking at the snowfield with snowflakes floating in front of him, Xiao Lin
Lin had a determined expression on his face.
The snowfield of thousands of miles is wrapped in a continuous mountain range, covering an area of ten thousand miles, and covered with ice and snow all year round. There are countless groups of monsters living on the snowfield of thousands of miles. In order to prevent these monsters from gathering to attack the fairy city,
There is also a pass set up at the entrance of this continuous mountain range.
This pass is not big, much smaller than several fairy cities, only about ten miles in radius, but the city wall is extremely tall, at least twenty feet high, and there are countless hard crossbows standing on top of the fairy city.
Used to kill monsters that attack the pass alone.
Because this pass is the only entrance to the thousands of miles of snowfield, it is called Xuelao Pass by the monks.
The main reason why there is such a pass in the thousands of miles of snowfield is that it is impossible to fly with weapons in this thousands of miles of snowfield. As long as it is a weapon of the five elements, it cannot fly in this thousands of miles of snowfield, unless you have cultivated to the golden elixir realm.
, can use the magic weapon in the body to escape the light out of the body, and can fly on this thousands of miles of snowfield.