Changsheng: I can sell everything

Suyang City, magistrate's yamen.

Under the plaque hanging high in the mirror, County Magistrate Fang lost his arm, and Liu Chenghuang's soul and body were dimmed.

The two people who did not want to see each other in the past have become brothers in difficulty now.

County magistrate Fang pinched the formula and threw out a handful of crystal clear yuan beads.The Yuanzhu bumped into the plaque hanging high in the mirror, and the seemingly wooden plaque suddenly rippled like water waves, and the handful of Yuanzhu sank into the plaque along the ripples.

Naturally, this is not an ordinary plaque, but a magic weapon of humanity with the aura of mountains and rivers.

In the world of the Zhou Dynasty, every piece of "mirror hanging high" hanging in the government office has this function, and it is mainly used to convey messages.

It's just because Suyang is just a small city, so the "Mirror Hanging High" in the Suyang County Government can be regarded as a super castrated version.

Information can only be transmitted once every ten days, not to mention, a sufficient amount of yuan beads must be swallowed for each transmission.

Fang Jingtai no longer cared about his image, he took a breath with a pale face, and waited for a long time before tremblingly absorbing a message from the plaque hanging high in the mirror.

The message was projected and landed on a blank talisman paper in his hand. After Fang Jingtai finished reading it, he handed it to Liu Chenghuang.

"The emissary of the county mansion, Duan Xinghun!"

Liu Chenghuang's voice became slightly heavier, with a hint of joy and emotion: "This one, it is said that he broke through to Huashen at the beginning of the year. On the list of all spirits, in the name of the human race, he ranks No. 30 and [-]!"

Fang Jingtai also breathed a sigh of relief: "Dragon Girl is missing, life and death are hard to tell. Suyang City's earth veins have leaked seriously, and the strange aura at the bottom of the blue lake is still there. I can't do anything, and this one has to come."

This sentence has just been finished, but there is a report from the yamen outside, saying that most of the people who have already left the city still insist on leaving the city, and only a small number of people who are really reluctant to part with their family property are willing to come back.

Fang Jingtai was silent for a moment, and looked at Liu Chenghuang.

Liu Chenghuang waved his hand, Fang Jingtai let out a "heh" and glared at him.

Then he turned around and said to the yamen servant: "Send someone to persuade and tell the people that the crisis in the city is now resolved. The wild is not safe, please don't walk blindly at night. Even if you want to go, it's best to wait Tomorrow, pack your bags and travel far in the daytime."

The yamen servant got the order but did not leave, only showing a hesitant look on his face.

Fang Jingtai frowned and said, "What?"

The yamen servant hurriedly said: "My lord, the alchemists from the Demon Refining Platform also said that they want to leave the city. The little ones dare not persuade you, look at this..."

Square mirror table: ...

Damn it!Whoever likes to do this Qipin county magistrate will do it, and he will quit!
Of course, "quit it" is just an angry word. As a parent official, with this official seal in hand, he can't get away with his business.

Unlike Song Ciwan, a little handyman who is nothing, naturally has nothing to worry about.

Especially after Mrs. Zhou's matter came to an end, Song Ciwan suddenly felt a kind of extreme relaxation between his mind and soul.

The zhenqi in the body is lively and harmonious, as if it has received a different kind of training.

When you are alive and have seen suffering, you know how precious the quiet and beautiful years are; only when you understand the firewood, rice, oil and salt, you know that poetry and distant places can really cleanse the soul.

Why do you want to cultivate immortality?

This cultivation is clearly a kind of unrestrained confidence in the world!
Various scriptures and profound meanings of the Zuowang Heart Sutra flowed through Song Ciwan's heart, and the panel of the insight technique unfolded.

Song Ciwan:
Age: 15 (Shouyuan 63)
Main practice: Zuowang Heart Sutra (first level proficiency 1968/10000)

Cultivation realm: refined gasification (9999/10000 in the late stage of gasification)

She hasn't practiced yet, but on the way home, the experience of Zuo Wang Xin Sutra has naturally increased gradually, from the original proficiency level of 359 points to 1968 points!
No wonder people often say that once enlightened, one can immediately ascend to immortality.

On the road of practice, 99 steps depend on practice, but the key step is still to be enlightened.

As for the realm of cultivation, the increase this time is not much, from 9566 to 9999.

There was no breakthrough at this point in the later stage, one reason was that Song Ciwan was on his way in escape, and the other was because the aura in Suyang City was really thin.

Song Ciwan's real energy flowed, and she felt that it was much more difficult to absorb spiritual energy from the outside world than before, so she understood in her heart: During the great change of Bibo Lake, the dragon girl opened the earth veins, and Tian Junhong, the demon general, took the opportunity to steal a lot of energy from the earth veins.

As a result, the ground veins of Suyang City were fundamentally damaged, and the weakening of the aura may be just the beginning.

In the future, I don't know if it can be repaired?
With such a cool breeze, Song Ciwan walked through the streets and alleys, and returned to Jishanfang not long after.

Jishanfang, which used to be bustling and busy in the past, is now extremely lonely. Some people's house beams collapsed, some people's house doors collapsed, and many fragments of objects fell on the street, and even pots and pans fell. Fall to the ground.

I don't know who dropped it, I think I have to flee, I really can't take so many things.

This is the impermanence of the world, no one knows what will face tomorrow, or even what will face the next moment.

Song Ciwan walked through two more streets, and finally stopped in front of his courtyard.

The gate of the courtyard is still in good condition, it has not collapsed, it can be regarded as firm, but the courtyard is quiet, and there is no movement.

Song Ciwan took a light breath, unlocked the door, and pushed open the courtyard door.

There was only a creaking sound, and the courtyard door suddenly swung backwards.

Immediately after the door, a gust of wind suddenly came, and then there was a high-pitched cry of geese: "Ang! Aang——"

With its snow-white wings flapping and its haughty goose neck raised, the big white goose was so excited that even its cry changed from the usual "quack" to "angang".

Song Ciwan originally thought that she should be calm and indifferent, but the enthusiasm of the big white goose directly defeated her.

"Dabai..." she said.

Before she could finish her sentence, the fat goose flew up and rushed into her arms.

Song Ciwan quickly hugged the goose, fluttering its big white wings, and the head of the goose wearing a red crown kept arching towards her arms, rubbing the goose's face, making Song Ciwan couldn't hold it anymore, crisp and clear He laughed crisply.

She laughed: "Dabai, haha! You... the hair on your back hasn't grown yet, so don't twist like this, can you... Hahaha!"

The big white goose fought with cockroaches last time, and lost a lot of feathers on its body. Now it is still full of bumps and has not fully recovered.

When Song Ciwan didn't say it, it didn't care at all. When Song Ciwan said that, it was terrible. The big white goose stretched out its wings, its neck turned upside down, and its long beak turned to the bald place on its back. peck away.

This aura is really not ordinary!

Song Ciwan quickly grabbed its flat beak, and quickly took out a basket of soybean meal from the scale, the big white goose's eyes straightened, and the goose's beak stopped pecking randomly.

"Gah!" It flapped its wings and jumped off Song Ciwan's body, and quickly ran towards its favorite food.

Song Ciwan saw that it was eating happily, so he went to the side and started to tidy up the yard.

The courtyard door of her house did not collapse, but the kitchen room collapsed, as did the clothes rack that had been erected in the courtyard.

There are also some odds and ends, so I won't describe them all.

Song Ciwan cleaned up here, and the big white goose over there was full.Song Ciwan didn't want to cook today, so he took some food from the Tiandi scale and ate it.

It was the broken rice porridge she used to buy with egg fried rice.

She couldn't get enough of the broken rice porridge, and Song Ciwan hadn't had a bigu yet, so she took another Zhuangqi pill.

After resting, Song Ciwan played with the big white goose for a while.At night, she returned to her room to meditate and practice.

Regulate breath and infuriating energy, precipitate and harvest.

So until midnight, after midnight, Song Ciwan immediately opened his eyes, called out the scales of heaven and earth, and started the long-awaited, new day's sale!

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