I run a travel agency in the cultivation world

After a few days of tossing, Yang Yun received psychological counseling during the day and cried like a ghost at night.

Now, he lives in the care of Xiaodou people every day. Every day, someone brings him tea and water, and rubs his shoulders and back.

Even in order to relieve his spirit, a group of small bean people sang and danced in the cave, doing allegro cross talk, magic sketches, poetry recitations and military gymnastics, just to make him laugh.

Here, Yang Zhao specially transported a series of ingredients and fruits from Chixian Shenzhou, stewed them with large ice cubes every day, and turned on a small stove for him every day to ensure that Yang Yun would not be wronged when his body was wronged.

Even so, Yang Yun's spirit began to slump, and it took him a long time to recover every morning, and the sluggishness lasted longer and longer.

After a few days of this, Yang Zhao felt that it was no longer possible and began to take Yang Yun out.

She is no longer illiterate, and now she can understand most of the content written by the Forbidden Spirit.

So as long as it meets the requirements of the prohibition, as long as it is well-intentioned, she will take Yang Yun to visit the hotel.

If you can make a deal, make a deal. If you can't make a deal, just chat for a few words. Usually it's Yang Zhao who does the talking, and Yang Yun as the mascot.

After walking around like this for two days, Yang Zhao noticed the inconvenience of Ye Yuan again.

This place doesn't have a fixed currency.

Although this advertisement is everywhere, there are only a few transactions that can be completed every day. The most important thing is that there is no fixed currency.

Ye Yuan somehow managed to maintain a bartering environment.

There is no current paper money in Chixian Shenzhou, and there is no silver in Dazhou.

For a transaction to be concluded, both parties must be satisfied with the items traded, which is too difficult.

For example, someone wants to use their severed limbs to exchange them for the horns of an animal.

This requires that the person making a deal with him needs both his severed limbs and such a horn.

Yang Zhao, as a golden elixir monk who only had money, became a pauper again in Yeyuan.

She has no money.

"Sister, what should we do?"

Yang Yun couldn't care less about himself. He was taking revenge for lack of money every day these days.

"At first, I thought this place was a trading mall, and various trading activities would be more frequent. The result is like this, which is really beyond my expectation."

Yang Zhao laughed while flying.

"But this place is quite interesting. They sell everything, and what I want is fresh. If nothing else, I gained a lot of experience after walking around."

"Sister, why are you not anxious at all? You have no money. How can you still laugh when you have no money?"

"Why don't you laugh? You have to laugh when you gain experience. If I hadn't come to Yeyuan, I wouldn't have understood these things easily."

Yang Zhao understood very well that as a heretic monk in the Great Zhou Dynasty, despite her wealth, her cultivation seemed to be good. After entering the elixir, everyone had to praise her when they saw her.

But that's just something on the surface. In fact, she is the Golden Core Stage monk with the least foundation.

Even if it is real gold, it will turn into brass in front of you, and in the eyes of others, you will just be a rich fool.

But Ye Yuan was different. Due to the lack of a strong ruler, the control over cultivation here was not as strict as that in the Great Zhou Dynasty. Yang Zhao could get a lot of unknown information about the cultivation world even just by going shopping.

I have to say, even if she has no money, Ye Yuan is indeed the best place for her. "We have no shortage of food and drink, so why are we anxious?"

When they returned to their own cave, they found that some Xiaodou people were lying on their backs on the ground, looking straight at the sky with their two big eyes.

“It’s daytime here every day, what’s so beautiful about the sky?”

Yang Yun was extremely puzzled by the behavior of the Xiaodou people. These Xiaodou people were trapped by gravity and could only lie on the ground without Yang Zhao's help.

But even so, they persist in observing the sky with those eyes every day.

Observing the sky where there is only daytime and no night.

"Although the stars in the distance are generally invisible, the satellites nearby are still clear, so they must be recorded."

Yang Zhao is no stranger to the behaviors of Xiaodouren. When he first arrived in Dazhou, the first thing Xiaodouren determined was the astrology issue.

To be precise, they want to determine the location of the world of cultivation in the universe through more observations of the stars.

This is undoubtedly difficult. The human eye is limited. Even if you use the best astronomical telescope in Chishenzhou and use it now, you may not be able to determine the position of this planet.

Again, the universe is too vast, and here, the unit of length completely annihilates the unit of time.

But even so, Chixian Shenzhou did not give up on this work, which seemed hopeless at first sight.

"Even if you don't understand why they did this, don't talk nonsense about Feng Liang..."

"Boom!"

A loud noise came from the sky, shocking Yang Zhao. She subconsciously threw Yang Yun into the hole before looking up.

As a result, I discovered that several large characters were slowly floating in the distant sky.

"Zhenren Chiyang is recruiting twenty-five people from the furnace. The requirements are: Golden elixir stage monks, under 150 years old, regardless of gender."

"Reward: You can enter Tianxiang Pavilion with Master Chiyang in one month's time,"

"what?"

Yang Zhao stared blankly at the big advertisement flying slowly across the sky, and couldn't help but feel ten thousand grass-mud horses running through his mind.

Is this Chiyang Zhenren a man or a woman? Are you so cold-blooded?
Before this thought could be classified clearly, another loud noise was suddenly heard.

A large character appeared in the sky again.

"Old Fengwu collects the substitutes who enter Tianxiang Pavilion and requires the following: a minimum golden elixir level monk, and a reward of three five-year life extension pills."

……

It wasn't over yet, these two loud noises seemed to have punctured the firecrackers, and then the sky crackled like a Chinese New Year.

After a while, hundreds of giant advertisements appeared in the sky
Although the things required are various, the rewards given are also different.

But one thing is certain, Tianxiang Pavilion.

Whether he is looking for something or someone, all the information reveals that one of these big shots is going to Tianxiang Pavilion.

(End of this chapter)