Immortal in my old age, I will live forever

Chapter 10 012: The fish seller in Old Shed Street

The first night of arriving in the dream world of cultivating immortals.

Chen Dengming, the well-known Nanxun Knife King in the rivers and lakes of the Nanxun Kingdom, slept in the open, curled up under the eaves of a shanty town to make do for a night.

In the early morning of the second day, a beautiful woman who hadn't returned home yawned and returned, and even took pity on him, and sent the leftovers packed in her hands to his feet.

Chen Dengming woke up from the half-sleep and half-cultivation state in an instant, stared blankly at the food wrapped in oil paper in front of his feet, and heard a soft and tired female voice behind him.

"After eating this meal, there is no next meal~~ My life is also suffering."

When he turned his head, he saw only a beautiful figure entering the door, and the door on the side closed with a 'bang'.

Good girl!

But he is not a beggar, he is just a newcomer and has no money to rent a house.

Although he felt a little depressed in his heart, Chen Dengming's belly was rumbling, and he opened the oiled paper bag to have a look.

Although the food inside was cold, there was a little bit of aura fluctuations, which softened his original resistance in an instant.

"What conditions? This woman doesn't seem to be a monk, but she can afford food with spiritual energy?"

Chen Dengming murmured in his heart, but he could afford to put it down, rubbed his face, ate quickly, and had to try to catch the spirit fish when he was full.

Otherwise, if you can't earn money to rent a house, it will be difficult to study Taoism and practice with peace of mind.

As for other options such as practicing in the wild, or selling Qingling Pills, Chen Dengming didn't want to try it for the time being unless it was a last resort. The so-called Qianlong should not be used. Some survival methods need to be familiar with the situation before making a decision.

He kept telling himself in his heart that this is already the world of cultivating immortals, if you want to stand out, you have to be calm, don't think that you can be complacent just because you have golden fingers.

Because this is an extremely realistic and cruel world of comprehension, killing and being killed is really simple, and the class of immortals and mortals is more obvious and terrifying than all the classes in the old world.

Soon, several days passed.

Although Chen Dengming experienced some setbacks and failed to catch the spirit fish, he also borrowed some tools and bait to catch the spirit fish by using the Luo family's badge as collateral. The spirit fish was not hooked, but he also caught many other spirit fish. Fanyu, not to mention their own food and clothing, many miscellaneous fish can be traded with mortals in the gathering place.

This can be regarded as a good deal with some mortals in the gathering place.

In this way, he became more familiar with the situation in the gathering place, but he also became a real fish seller, nicknamed "the fish seller on the old shed street in the west".

There are thousands of households in the entire area of ​​casual cultivation, among which mortals account for the majority, and there are also many innate warriors, while casual cultivation during the Qi training period only accounts for about [-]% of the number.

The resources here are naturally controlled by monks, and even the right of residence needs to be controlled by monks who have been divided into more than a dozen factions.

Anyone who wants to live in the gathering place of casual cultivators has to pay resources.

The channel to obtain resources can be to help monks grow spiritual rice, dig spiritual grains, take personal adventures (such as catching spiritual fish, luring monsters), or like those innate women. In short, there are many ways.

The advantage of living in the scattered cultivator gathering place is that it can guarantee a certain degree of safety, at least there is no need to worry about the invasion of monsters in the wild.

Moreover, the gathering place for casual cultivators is built on an abandoned spiritual vein, and there is still some remnants of spiritual energy here. For some innate warriors with extremely poor qualifications, being able to live here is the best training place they can get. .

this day.

It was the fifth day in the world of cultivating immortals.

Early in the morning, Chen Dengming put the fish he caught yesterday at the door of the eaves of these beauties who often lived there, and then left the gathering place with the fishing gear on his shoulders.

The so-called grace of dripping water should be repaid by a spring.

These days, he often sleeps outside at the door of the beauties who have given him food that day, and he will also give some of the fish he catches to the other party for free, which will be counted as the cost of living at the door.

But that beauty is a person who works at night in the nearby Jinzifang. She is often away from home at night and will return in the morning.

Therefore, the two often did not meet each other, and Chen Dengming was used to it.

Now on the fifth day, he has basically figured out the movement track of the spirit fish, and set up some traps using the rented fishing gear and bait together with the stone Gu.

I have some confidence that I can catch one or two spirit fish and exchange them for some spirit grains. At that time, I can redeem the pledged waist card, rent a house of my own to live in, and practice for a period of time with peace of mind.

After two incense sticks.

Chen Dengming was familiar with the road, and came to the lake more than ten miles away.

This is a fairly large lake outside the gathering place, and it is also one of the important resources. It is jointly controlled by the two casual cultivators of Jinzifang and Hutong Street.

It was early in the morning, and the lake was covered with mist. After a rain last night, the lake water had risen, and it looked greener and darker.

In the distance, the water waves slowly push towards the lake, with a little white foam and shimmering light. The surrounding lakeside is full of lush flowers and trees, and the scenery is pleasant.

However, Chen Dengming suddenly smelled a trace of blood and rancid smell from the fresh water vapor, and his expression changed slightly.

At this time, he also saw the garrison monks in Jinzifang in front of him. There were actually two more monks than usual, and they all exuded a faint spiritual power. One of them was wearing a magic robe from Hutong Street, and he was obviously a more powerful figure on the other side.

These few monks were talking around a place, and on the ground under their feet lay a corpse exuding a rancid and bloody smell. Its surface was entangled with countless weird mucus like spider silk, and its appearance was extremely terrifying.

Sensing Chen Dengming's arrival, a monk over there glanced over and said coldly, "Mortal, there are monsters infesting around here. We are doing business, you go away."

"Monster?!"

Chen Dengming's footsteps stopped, and his heart sank when he looked at the corpse on the ground that was obviously exuding a faint spirit.

The one who died was a monk. He had been fishing near here for the past few days, and thought that the wild would not be too dangerous during the day.

But now it seems that he is still too optimistic.
"He's here to fish. Let him do it again. Anyway, I haven't seen the animal yet."

At this moment, another old Jinzifang monk with thinning hair and a goatee said calmly.

Seeing this, several other monks had mixed thoughts, and shook their heads indifferently, continuing to discuss and observe the corpses on the ground.

Chen Dengming immediately clasped his fists with a smile, "Forget it, since it's dangerous here, this junior should stop fishing and have to change his career."

After saying that, he was about to leave, but a wave of spiritual prestige enveloped him, causing his heart to tremble suddenly, and he frowned slightly.

"My Jinzifang arranges your errands. If you want to be arrested, you can be arrested, and if you don't want to be arrested, you can change your career?"

The thin-haired old man had sharp eyes and stared at Chen Dengming coldly, as if he felt that in front of the monks in Hutong Street, he couldn't let his family's influence be ashamed and prevent him from leaving.

Seeing this, a few monks at the side glanced at Chen Dengming with an indifferent expression, and immediately chatted with each other, not taking it seriously.

"The Immortal Master!"

Chen Dengming clasped his fists with a smile, and wanted to refuse, but the old man snorted coldly, his eyes became dangerous, and the aura on his body also began to intensify.

The tree wants to be calm and the wind does not stop.

"This old guy."

Chen Dengming was furious, but immediately lowered his head to prevent the old man from noticing.

The blood centipede Gu in the ear canal was a little restless, full of murderous aura.

"Junior, of course we must start well and end well!"

Chen Dengming took a deep breath suddenly, his eyes narrowed, he lowered his head and carried the fishing gear, and walked towards the lakeshore opposite the old man and the others.

He kept admonishing himself in his heart.

A man can bend and stretch, and the other party has a lot of people, now is not the time, if there is a time when he is alone, he will release all the blood in the world, no need to bear it anymore.

But the blood centipede Gu didn't seem to listen, the Gu worms were connected with him, aware of his depression, and his bloodthirsty desire was constantly amplified, giving him the urge to kill immortals with mortals and trample the stinky face of an immortal cultivator on the soles of his feet.

"Century, centipede, wait a little longer... If you don't make a move, it's fine. If you make a move, you will be killed with one blow..."

Chen Dengming tried his best to appease the blood centipede Gu to calm down. Fury without strength is incompetent rage, and the shot after calm planning can defeat the strong with the weak. He quickly guessed the old man's intention.

Could it be that he is being used as a bait to lure the so-called murderous monsters to appear?
If so, what favorable factors can he take advantage of quickly?
...

　My brother Ming's fist is hard and I can't take it anymore, and I can't take it anymore, I will work tomorrow: blood centipede, I want to eat fish!To monthly pass!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)