Gou in the world of comprehension

Chapter 3

The monks in the comprehension world, in addition to penance, also engage in some side jobs.

All side jobs are often related to the four skills of Dan, Talisman, Weapon, and Formation.

Alchemy destroys one's life, and formations are poor for three generations, so there is no need to think about these two schools.

The Xiuxian family cannot afford to support an alchemist.

It is even more difficult for a formation master. Not only do you need resources, but you also need to be taught by an expert, as well as a complete inheritance.

In the refining industry, it is not difficult to get started, but the difficulty is how to break through the industry barriers.

Every refining shop trains apprentices by itself, and outsiders can't get in at all.

The business of talisman is not bad, the investment is not large, and the return is fast.

But this industry has a low threshold, and there are the most talisman masters among casual cultivators, which is too complicated.

He also has the "True Explanation of First-Order Talismans", which shows that he also wanted to dream of being a talisman master in his previous life.

Maybe there is no talent, anyway, I don't have any memory about it.

By the way, there is also Puppet Road.

There is no need to think about this line of work, not only is the threshold high, but it is also a prodigal business.

Now it seems that it is not so easy to be a life player happily.

After much deliberation, Fu Dao is still the most suitable for him.

Just roll it up, but the threshold is low.

After shopping until noon, Su Fan found an inn.

He opened a room with twenty francs, and took out a black cloak with a hood and draped it around him.

Cover yourself tightly, and then walk out of the inn.

There are many monks dressed like this in Fangshi, and they are all people who have caused trouble and are afraid that their enemies will recognize them.

Su Fan walked around the market a few times before walking into a shop.

There was no one in the shop, the shopkeeper sat at the counter, looked up, and ignored him.

A young nun next to her came up smiling.

"Fellow Daoist, welcome to our store."

The girl is fifteen or sixteen years old, she has a first level of Qi training, and she is wearing a light blue Taoist robe.

With only light makeup on her face, she is delicate and pleasant, neither coquettish nor coquettish, and her bright eyes seem to be able to speak.

The smile is like a spring breeze, and there is a natural sense of intimacy.

Su Fan nodded, and said, "Storage bags?"

The nun smiled and nodded.

"Fellow Daoist, this way please..."

After a while, Su Fan came out of the shop.

There are 32 more Lingshi in his arms.

One side of the storage bag, if it is new, costs 50 yuan of Lingshi in the store.

If it can be recycled, but only 30 yuan of spirit stones are available, whether you like it or not.

Su Fan knew very well that if he took the storage bag and refurbished it, he could sell it for 50 yuan of spirit stones in the shop.

So what if you know, the price is the same in other places, and it is even lower in larger stores.

If he went to the casual repair booth, he might be able to sell one or two more spirit stones, but he really didn't dare to go.

30 Yuan Lingshi, in the eyes of most casual cultivators, that is a huge sum of money.

The person who owns the spirit stone is still a weak chicken, you expect that gang of desperadoes will let you go.

No way, weakness is the original sin.

In order to sell more spirit stones, Su Fan entangled with the female cultivator for a while.

Fortunately, the girl is good, and she said a lot of good things for him at the shopkeeper, so she added two spirit stones.

She also warmly sent Su Fan to the door, and waved goodbye to him with a smile.

Until he walked a long way, he still thought about the girl's eyes, which were as clear as a pool of clear water.

After selling the storage bag, Su Fan came to the "Wanbao Building" again.

This is the largest store in Shaoyangfang City, and it is said that they have branches in all states in the Western Wilderness.

The products in the store are more expensive than outside, but the quality is definitely the best.

As for life-saving things, of course we can't be ambiguous.

The talismans here are really expensive.

It cost him 28 spirit stones for five first-order middle-grade talismans.

One "Golden Sword Talisman" with powerful attack power, and two "Flash Talismans" that he prepared to use for Yinren.

There are also two amulets with strong defenses, the "Golden Shield Talisman" and the "Golden Steel Talisman".

The "Golden Steel Talisman" alone cost ten spirit stones.

Su Fan's heart ached so much that his heart was bleeding.

Fortunately, the talisman of Wanbaolou has its own seal.

Even if money is tight one day and you want to sell it for Lingshi, you won't lose money.

Back at the inn, Su Fan took off the black cloak, and then came to Fangshi again.

Putting a few talismans into his arms, Su Fan felt more relaxed than ever, and his body straightened a lot.

With his hands behind his back, he walked leisurely in the city.

At this time, I smelled a faint fragrance.

Turning his head, he saw a young female cultivator standing by the side of the road.

The nun was wearing a goose-yellow robe, and her appearance was average.

But there is a sense of spirituality in the cold temperament.

The eyes are charming, as quiet as autumn water, as clear and dust-free as cold jade.

The female cultivator gave Su Fan a faint look, then turned and walked into the shop behind her.

When she was about to enter the door, she turned and looked back.

A pool of clear water-like pupils, filled with endless amorous feelings.

Su Fan was stupefied, this was pure and lustful, who the hell could resist it.

Looking up, the name of the shop is "Yanyulou".

It took him a long time to react to Wei'er. It turned out to be a female Bodhisattva.

The brothels in the comprehension world are all so extraordinary.

Su Fan smiled wryly, turned around and left.

The "Acacia Dao" of the Momen and the "Hehe Dao" of the Xianzong are both orthodox Dao lines with a long inheritance.

Thousands of roads, the same destination.

Others sell seafood to make money. In the world of self-cultivation, they call it cultivating the Tao.

He won't go to this kind of place, if you can't afford it, don't tell me, if you encounter a female evil cultivator, she will eat your bones and suck your marrow, and you will be able to dry up your cultivation in one night.

He came to a stall selling books, squatted down and flipped through the books.

The stall owner was an old monk with white hair, he smiled and looked at Su Fan.

"Fellow Daoist, help me to read the details..."

Su Fan looked up at him, smiled and said, "Senior, do you have any sword skills?"

"Yes, you counted it today, I happen to have an ancient book that has been treasured for many years..."

After speaking, he took out an ancient book from the package next to him and handed it to Su Fan.

"Fellow Daoist, this Nine Extremes Chain Slash is not a worldly swordsmanship, but an orthodox killing swordsmanship, a true ancient inheritance."

Su Fan took the book and flipped through it, then raised his head and said, "How much money?"

"Faqian... Fellow Daoist, this is the real inheritance of ancient body cultivation, and at least five spirit stones are needed."

Before Su Fan could speak, the stall owner who had been holding back for a long time laughed out loud.

"Senior, I only have fifty fare left, should I sell it?"

The old man became anxious when he heard this, and snatched the book from Su Fan's hand.

"Fellow Daoist, you'd better buy a book on swordsmanship in the secular world."

Su Fan wasn't used to his problems, so he got up and left.

Before taking two steps, I heard Lao Xiu shout: "Fellow Daoist, please stop..."

Seeing Su Fan turn around, he said with a smile: "Two spirit stones, give you a chance."

What the old man said amused the stall owner next to him again.

Su Fan shook his head, turned around and was about to leave.

"Fellow Daoist, a spirit stone, you take it away..."

"Another thirty francs..."

"Fellow Daoist, don't leave, hey... I betrayed you..."

Su Fan had gone a long way, but this old Xiu called him back.

But he still felt that he gave too much just now.

So I added another ten money, and found a book of ancient boxing, which was a good idea.

When Su Fan left, the old man gave the stall owner next to him a hard look.

"You're kidding, if it weren't for you, I would have sold it for dozens of fare more..."

The stall owner next to him laughed and said, "You are an idiot, I don't even want that broken book of yours for free."

Lao Xiu didn't lie, the two books really came from the ancient body cultivation inheritance.

In the ancient world of cultivating immortals, there were as many body cultivators as dogs.

Refining the body with the rich aura of heaven and earth, nourishing the body with various treasures of heaven and earth, tempering the body like a magic weapon.

Physical cultivation and powerful physical body tempered to the extreme, can transform into heaven and earth, turn mountains and overturn seas, and possess the great supernatural powers of law, heaven and earth.

But that was the ancient times, when the aura was extremely abundant, and all kinds of natural materials and earthly treasures were readily available.

Now in the world of cultivating immortals, not to mention the treasures of heaven and earth, the concentration of spiritual energy is also incomparable, and even the remaining spiritual veins have been divided up by the various sects.

Ti Dao has long since declined, and most of them have lost their inheritance, and some have been scattered in various cities.

This kind of physical training inheritance from ancient times, except for a few physical trainings that have achieved success in body training, no one buys it at all.

He also lied to the low-level Xiaoxiu who didn't know anything.

Of course, in ancient times, this "Nine Extremes Serial Slash" was really powerful.

But the current monks can't exert the power of this set of swordsmanship at all.

Inheritance of Taoism in the ancient style is fierce and violent, and it pays attention to going forward without retreating.

For casual cultivators, this fighting style is no different from courting death.

It's really better to buy a book of swordsmanship in the mortal world, which can attack and defend freely, and it's much cheaper.

Body repair, in this world now, is a joke.

But Su Fan didn't know, he had just traveled here and didn't know much about cultivation.

He had inquired about the price in the morning, and the mundane swordsmanship only cost thirty to fifty francs.

From Su Fan's point of view, this ancient sword manual is much better than those worldly broken books just by looking at it.

He tentatively offered a price, but he didn't expect the old man to sell it, so he took advantage of the trend and bought it.

Anyway, in his eyes, swordsmanship is the same.

Next, Su Fan went to the Lingmi shop and bought two hundred catties of Lingmi.

At a nearby stall, I bought dozens of catties of smoked monster meat, as well as some pickles and seasonings.

Su Fan bought a pole on purpose, and left Fangshi with the things.

After leaving Fangshi, he was relieved to find no one following him.

At this time, the sky has cleared, and the sky seems to have been washed with water.

The warm sunshine on the body makes people feel very comfortable.

After returning home with a full load today, Su Fan was in a good mood.

Walking home excitedly with a shoulder pole, humming a song.

A figure with a cool temperament emerged in my mind, it was the female Bodhisattva I met today.

"Very good girl, why..."

Su Fan shook his head, why did he suddenly think of her.

If you choose a Taoist couple, the girl you met in the store is a good match.

He will never forget the girl's clear eyes.

I can go to that shop a few more times in the future, will it make love with time?

He thought of his ex-wife again, the woman who hurt him the most.

Why can't I forget about this girl.

It was already afternoon when I got home, Su Fan, who was hungry, made a hearty lunch.

A large bowl of spiky Ling rice, cut a few large slices of smoked monster meat.

Served with rich pickles, spread it on the bed after eating.

Su Fan felt that his life was complete, and this life was enough.

He was just so worthless, if life hadn't forced him, he would have been able to lie flat until he died.

It was because of this that his ex-wife looked down on him.

Why did I think of this woman again.

Cultivate, and forget about that damn bitch as soon as possible.

(End of this chapter)