Xiuxian: I have a dream space

Chapter 133

What is finance?

It's a big concept.

In Li Qingxuan's previous life, a brief summary:

Finance is actually a kind of technology, which is an inevitable product of the development of civilization to a certain stage.

The inherent property of technology is a tool.

Then the financial tool is to realize the redistribution of resources, risks and benefits through contracts.

Such as stocks, debts, insurance, loans, storage, etc., are all in this category.

In the world of cultivating immortals, there is no concept of finance.

The transactions in the world of cultivating immortals are relatively primitive.

Buy low and sell high, resource allocation, inefficient processing of raw materials, barter, monopoly of technological resources.
Purchasing for zero yuan is also one of the "trading" behaviors of many monks.

In this process, spirit stones are only one of the currencies. In addition, spiritual materials, elixir, talismans, and spiritual weapons can be used as currency.

Therefore, Li Qingxuan wants to use relatively soft financial behavior to control Yunlanzong, and has the following two problems to solve:

First, in terms of strength, resist the pressure of Misty Cloud Sect.

Otherwise, no matter how good the plan is, it will become zero-yuan purchases and white prostitution.

Second, find out what the Yunlanzong relies on to maintain the disciples under the sect to meet their cultivation needs?
Clarified the economic and industrial structure of Yunlanzong.

Then you can target, induce, and finally form a loan relationship.

Li Qingxuan wrote down the two questions on paper one by one.

Think for a moment.

He directly crushed the paper of the first question and lit it: "I don't realize that since I dare to attack the Misty Cloud Sect, it is likely that I have the strength and confidence. The key is to figure out the core of the Misty Cloud Sect's industry. It’s too troublesome to come alone.”

Holding the paper for the second question, Li Qingxuan thought of the black market.

Apart from being crazy, crazy people, regardless of gender, don't like to use their brains to think about things.

In all likelihood, the source of information about the insanity is collected through intelligence organizations in the black market.

thought here.

Li Qingxuan took out the message talisman and sent the message unconsciously.

moment.

A slightly tired voice came from inside the communication symbol: "What's the matter?"

"I need the income and expenditure data of various industries of Yunlanzong in these years."

Li Qingxuan said briefly.

On the side of the communication talisman, Kuang Bujue frowned.

"Why do you want the income and expenditure data of various industries of Yunlanzong over the years?"

"it works!"

"These things, I am afraid that only the lord of the Yunlan Sect has the details. You will not ask me to bribe their lord, will you?"

The voice is not good!
Li Qingxuan sighed: "Master Commander, since you can't do this, it's not difficult to give me the details of some resources and products of Misty Cloud Sect, right?"

This is much simpler than the previous requirement.

Unconsciously, he heard Li Qingxuan's disappointed tone, hesitated for a moment, and agreed.

Hang up the summons.

He woke up suddenly, and slapped himself on the thigh: "No, isn't this the information I asked him to collect? Why is it the other way around?"

The outrageous thing is that I also agreed!

It's all because I'm so busy today.

Mad Bujue figured out Li Qingxuan's way of choosing one of the two, and smiled embarrassingly.

I just asked Li Qingxuan to make some random fame and noise in the area of ​​the Misty Yunzong. As for finding out the resource structure of the surrounding cities and cities of the Misty Yunzong and the strength of the disciples stationed there, I didn't insist.

The other party took the initiative to ask for information, so there must be some evil idea.

"Forget it, I just want to buy some servants with management skills."

thought here.

Crazy didn't realize that his figure squirmed and changed, turning into a thin and thin appearance, and then took out a grimace mask with blue face and fangs from his waist and put it on his face, his breath changed, and he made two eerie screams, his body turned into a red evil spirit, escaped into the ground, and disappeared in place .

The area of ​​Misty Cloud City is not large.

Li Qingxuan wandered around and touched the public area all over.

The city is mainly divided into Dongfu area and courtyard area.

The courtyard area, which is where he lives, is divided into four parts, scattered in four directions in the city, with about 3000 rooms, which are not yet full.

However, these are resident casual monks, and floating monks are not counted.

The Dongfu area is on the mountain.

There are 36 caves rented out, which are suitable for cultivation at the foundation level. The rent is not cheap, ranging from [-] to [-] spirit stones per year.

When Li Qingxuan asked, half of the caves had already been selected.

in these area.

The outer disciples in charge of the Misty Cloud Sect have no concept of secrecy at all.

In the area between the cave and the courtyard, there is a cross street, which is also the only shop area in the city.

Elixir shop, refining workshop, talisman shop, restaurant
Li Qingxuan even saw Hualou Casino in the corner.

It was noon.

Many monks either did not return home or went out, and the pedestrians in twos and threes on the street looked a little deserted.

Yunlan City is on the front line of being separated from the territory of monsters and beasts, and has not attracted mortals to cultivate it.

Come here for casual repair.

Except for a small number of people who are working as buddies and helping to take care of the spiritual fields, they mainly come to hunt monsters and collect elixir and spiritual materials to make a living.

But look around.

Li Qingxuan suspected that those rogue cultivators had worked so hard to earn a little spirit stones, and most of them would be spent on food, clothing, housing, and whoring in the end.

Is thinking.

At the corner of the street, the small door in the backyard of Hualou was pushed open, and a beautiful woman with scantily clad and enchanting figure walked out.

Behind the beautiful woman, there was a strong man carrying a mummy-like corpse.

Li Qingxuan looked over curiously, and heard the beautiful woman chattering, feeling very depressed: "I don't know how much I weigh, and I still want to play with my old lady, and I will die before taking two mouthfuls. It's really unlucky and not enjoyable. .”

As the beautiful woman spoke, she leaned towards the strong man behind her.

The brawny man seemed to be very afraid of this beautiful woman, and he avoided it: "Yingniang, I took the body to the Misty Cloud Sect for a test, lest this person has any relatives and friends to trouble us."

After speaking, he carried the corpse and hurried to the other side of the alley.

"Bah, you bastard!"

Seeing that the strong man was running so fast, the beautiful woman returned to the backyard depressed.

Li Qingxuan looked away, dumbfounded.

Ordinary flower houses, what they want is the money of the guests.

The female cultivators here are beautiful in appearance, have different temperaments, and know many tricks, but what they want is the waist of the customers.

However, according to what the strong man said, this kind of whoring client who died of whoring has to be specially inspected to prevent the client from being maliciously violated. It can be seen that Yunlanzong is very concerned about the rules and acts according to the rules. It should have a good reputation among casual cultivators.

Take a stroll.

Li Qingxuan was familiar with the city a lot, but after seeing this scene, he suddenly remembered that he could find a few cannon fodder for himself before he got the information about his insanity.

the next few days.

Li Qingxuan spent most of his time in the courtyard, comprehending the "Golden Lotus Method in Fire" and "Thunder and Fire One Qi Method", occasionally going out for a stroll, buying some talisman drawing materials, selling some first-order talismans, and chatting with the stall owners.

Gradually, I also got to know some low-level casual cultivators.

evening.

Li Qingxuan carried a small package and walked outside the city gate.

There is also a small square city outside the city.

The streets in the city are exclusive to those shops.

Small casual cultivators, if they don't want to go to those shops to sell materials, or don't want to pay the living fee for entering the city, they can also choose to live and set up a stall in Xiaofang City outside the city gate.

The Misty Cloud Sect does not provide shelter for Xiaofang City.

So it's not safe here.

out of town.

Li Qingxuan walked around the spiritual field outside the city, jumped up the mountain for a while, came to the halfway up the mountain on the side of the city, passed through some scattered wooden houses, came to an open space, found a place to sit down at random, and opened the bag to reveal the inside A few blank sheets of paper.

On the white paper, the name and price of the talisman were written.

Why not put the real thing directly?

Because someone might take it and run away.
"Li Daoyou, you are here."

"Fellow Daoist, do you have an evil spirit talisman today?"

"Hey, don't squeeze"

As soon as Li Qingxuan sat down, more than a dozen casual cultivators surrounded him, attracting the sideways attention of the stall owner who had just arrived.

Less than ten interest time.

More than 20 talismans were sold out.

Li Qingxuan also has more than a dozen low-grade spirit stones in his hand.

This price is only half of the price in the city. It is no wonder that in just a few days, there are repeat customers waiting for him in Fangshi every day.

Once the stall is closed.

Li Qingxuan stopped the middle-aged monk who bought the evil spirit talisman: "Fellow Taoist, please stay."

This person bought evil spirit talismans every time, which caught his attention.

The middle-aged monk looked anxious, and was about to rush into the city. When he saw that it was Li Qingxuan, he stopped, with doubts on his face: "May I ask you, what else can I do?"

Li Qingxuan heard the voice: "The evil spirit talisman is to ward off evil spirits, not to exorcise evil spirits. I think the three souls of Taoist friends are unstable, and the five qi are scattered. It is obvious that the evil spirit has invaded the primordial spirit. Using the evil spirit talisman can treat the symptoms but not the root cause."

When the middle-aged monk heard the words, his complexion changed slightly.

He glanced around, led Li Qingxuan aside, put down the soundproof talisman, and then squeezed out an ugly smile: "You Daoist Li, don't scare me. I bought the evil spirit talisman because my apprentice strayed into the Peach Blossom Miasma and was rushed by the ghosts there." body."

Hearing this, Li Qingxuan looked at the middle-aged monk as if he was looking at a dead person, and smiled faintly: "I just saw that fellow daoist is not too old, so I just mentioned it casually. It's fine if you are not sincere, and I hope to see Daoist again in two days." Youjian is here."

After finishing speaking, he waved his hand, turned around and left the soundproof area, and walked towards other stalls.

One shock and two scares.

The middle-aged monk saw Li Qingxuan explaining his situation in a straight line, and said these words again, and quickly stopped Li Qingxuan: "Li Daoyou, it's my fault, but Xiaofang City is not a place for chatting, why don't you go back to the city with me, in the restaurant Serve a table of spiritual wine and dishes as an apology to fellow daoists?"

Li Qingxuan glanced at the somewhat torn robes of the middle-aged monk, and said in surprise: "Fellow Daoist, a table of spiritual wine and dishes in a restaurant in the city is not cheap. Could it be that you lied to me?"

"Don't dare."

The middle-aged monk bowed again and again, attracting the attention of the monks coming and going.

Idle is idle.

I was just curious.

Li Qingxuan took advantage of the situation and agreed.

The middle-aged monk's name is Yuan Feng, and he has the sixth level of Qi refining. He is more than enough in casual cultivation, but more than enough in comparison to the lower. He has stayed in Yunlan City for more than ten years, and he is an out-and-out old Jianghu.

Come to the restaurant in the city.

Yuan Feng, who was not wearing conspicuous clothes, called the assistant to open the box, ordered the signature wine and dishes, and entered the box in front of Li Qingxuan.

This is personal essence.

When the food and drink were served, he was not in a hurry to ask Li Qingxuan about himself.

Seeing that he seemed unfamiliar with the surroundings, he explained the surrounding conditions and special products in detail, and at the same time unobtrusively touched Li Qingxuan's identity.

The more Li Qingxuan chatted, the more curious he was about Yuan Feng's experience: "Yuan Daoyou, you have so much experience, how can you get evil spirits into your body so easily?"

To monks, evil spirits are like ordinary people seeing a big fire, they can be found from a distance.

Yuan Feng put down his wine glass, showing embarrassment.

After tearing up a note to prevent the partition wall from having ears, he said in a low voice, "It's normal, of course it won't be like this, it's just me."

original.

half a month ago.

Yuan Feng and a few regular friends went to the monster area to hunt and search mountains.

Old casual cultivators like them are often experienced and have their own fixed routes into the mountains, which can not only avoid returning empty-handed, but also reduce the probability of encountering danger.

All was well.

As a result, when returning and passing through the interval between the monk and the monster, something happened.

There is basically nothing good in this area.

Yuan Feng's teammate had sharp eyes. At the bottom of a tree hole, he caught a glimpse of a robe that was suspected to be a relic of a monk. The robe was buried under the ground, with only the corners exposed.

This teammate didn't show his face, and came alone the next day, and dug out the contents, but he didn't expect that what was buried underneath was a fat corpse
When Li Qingxuan heard this, his expression became weird.

What is the fat corpse?

This is some perverted and evil method of refining corpses.

It is to refine the corpses of animals or humans into candles and fat, shape them like clay figurines, sacrifice them, and finally form the fat corpses, which are soft and boneless, as warm and soft as jade, and extremely realistic!

Probably equivalent to the DIY doll of Xiuxian version.

Then those monks would bring the fat cream corpses for people to play at will, and after they had played, they would come forward to dispel the talismans of the evil spirit and earn money.

The point is, your teammates pick up corpses, why are you afflicted with evil spirits?
Seeing that Li Qingxuan's expression turned subtle, Yuan Feng explained somewhat stammeringly: "My teammate has little knowledge, doesn't know how powerful he is, and is lustful by nature, so he secretly brought back that fat corpse, but within a few days, he collapsed. I will help, and when I find out that it is Ningzhi Corpse, I will also be recruited."

"If you want to get rid of this kind of evil spirit, you must use the special means of the master of the fat corpse, or ask the master of foundation establishment to burn it with real fire, but the senior foundation establishment of Yunlan city are mostly female cultivators of Yunlan sect. If you open your mouth, I'm afraid you will be beheaded on the spot."

After finishing speaking, Yuan Feng sighed and drank the mulled wine.

"This Yuan Feng is also a talent. He doesn't even blush when he tells a lie. Nine times he is fake and one part is true. If it were someone else, he would really believe what he said."

Li Qingxuan coughed twice, drawing Yuan Feng's attention.

For the sake of a table of wine and food.

He said it more tactfully: "Well, Fellow Daoist Yuan, is there a possibility that the teammate you mentioned is actually yourself?"

pat.

Yuan Feng froze, and smashed the wine glass on the table: "Hehe, I'm too strong to drink, Li Daoyou, we drank the wine and ate the food. Since you also know something about the fat corpse, I would like to ask my friend about this situation, is there any help?" Is it?"

"Yes, I have."

"This kind of evil spirit, take an exorcism talisman, wrap it around the evil spirit part of the body, block it with magic power, and finally raise the knife with your hand and drop it."

Yuan Feng's face was pale.

Li Qingxuan got up: "Of course, if you are willing to be my subordinate for a year, I will help you solve it."

Now he really needs a subordinate with a flexible moral bottom line to handle chores.

The Yuan Feng in front of him was not bad.

"Li Daoyou has something to do, just ask!"

For the sake of his second brother, Yuan Feng still agreed.

After Li Qingxuan left Yuan Feng's breath and blood essence behind, without saying a word, a real fire burst out in his palm, instantly clearing away the evil spirit on his roots.

Yuan Feng was shocked to find out that Li Qingxuan was the senior of Foundation Establishment, so he licked his face and told the truth.

He is actually a thief!

The courtyards in the city are not protected by formations, and many low-level casual cultivators have no storage bags.

When Yuan Feng was stealing, he saw a fat corpse hidden by a monk in the house. He couldn't hold it back for a while, and wanted to change his career as a flower picker, but was jumped by the fairy instead.

He would rather die than follow, so he tried to save himself, until he bumped into Li Qingxuan.

There is such a "talent" to help.

Li Qingxuan reckoned that he would soon be able to get a lot of crooked melons and split dates.

Now, just wait for the insane intelligence!

　This chapter is messy.

　　The body is too useless, and I am tired today.

　　Also.

　　The financial explanation in the article is the author's shallow words.

　　If there is a mistake, just look at it as a joke.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)