Longevity Gu Dao: Start from refining infatuation Gu

Chapter 80 The magic weapon is exchanged for food, and the monk bends his waist for five buckets of rice
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At this time, Zhou Sui was still planning to continue his practice, but suddenly he heard a knock on the door outside the house.

"who?"

With a thought, Zhou Sui sensed an old monk appearing outside the door. He looked about 80 or [-] years old, and his cultivation had reached the eighth level of Qi training.

He immediately recognized that the other party was his neighbor Qian Wei, a craftsman.

It's just that he and the other party are nodding acquaintances, and they are not very familiar with each other.

Unexpectedly, Qian Wei actually found him.

"Fellow Daoist Qian, I don't know why you came to the door suddenly?"

Zhou Sui opened the door and asked.

"Friend Zhou."

Seeing Zhou Sui open the door, Qian Wei was overjoyed, and immediately explained the purpose of his visit: "That's right, I don't know if Fellow Daoist Zhou has any extra food and spiritual meat, I can exchange them with low-grade magical artifacts."

He wanted to exchange soul, flesh and rice with Zhou Sui.

"Exchange spiritual rice and spiritual meat? Does Fellow Daoist Qian run out of food?"

Hearing this, Zhou Sui was stunned for a moment. To be honest, this kind of thing is almost unheard of.

In Miyun City before, spiritual rice and spiritual meat were basically worthless, and other monks wanted to exchange these grains for pills and magic weapons, which was simply nonsense.

But now, this Qian Wei is willing to exchange the precious magic weapon, which is really unbelievable.

It's like exchanging someone's gold for rice and flour.

In peacetime, absolutely no one would do such stupid things.

"It's gone, it's gone a long time ago, who would have imagined that Miyun City would be besieged for such a long time, and I didn't expect to store so much food, and the food stored before has already been eaten up, not even a Bigu Pill. "

Qian Wei is now so regretful that his intestines are green.

If he had known that food was so important, he would have stored a lot of food.

Where is it like now, to bend down for five buckets of rice.

But there is no way around it. The storage bags on monks have limited space. Most of them only have a space of one or two cubic meters. Most of them are used to store precious treasures such as secret books, magic tools, and medicines. Where can they store food? ah.

And the price of Bigu Dan is not cheap, no one will store a large amount of Bigu Dan.

"Even if you run out of food on your body, you can still buy it. Doesn't it mean that the shops can supply it in a limited amount now? Why sell your magic weapon cheaply?"

Zhou Sui asked.

"Don't fellow Daoist Zhou know?"

Hearing this, Qian Wei seemed a little surprised: "Last night, Miyun City's warehouse for storing spirit rice and meat was attacked by Youmo Sect spies, and a large amount of food was destroyed.

Now even the Xianxia Sect can't produce a lot of grain. Even if you go to the store to buy it now, even if you spend dozens of times the price, you can't buy a grain of rice. "

"Youmo sect monks attacked the Lingmi warehouse?"

Zhou Sui was stunned. After all, he stayed at home all the time and basically didn't go out. Naturally, he was not so keen on what happened outside.

He didn't expect that the Youmo sect spies would attack the Lingmi warehouse.

There is no doubt that this is a serious blow to Xianxiazong.

After all, monks have limited storage bag space, and it is impossible to store all food in the storage bag. There are still a lot of spiritual rice and meat stored in the warehouse.

Normally, these places are heavily guarded.

But apparently those Youmo sect spies were playing tricks, they didn't know what method they used, they got away with the guards, and burned the Ling rice and meat in the warehouse with a single fire.

This also led to a sharp drop in the food that Xianxiazong placed in Miyun City.

Originally, if the supply was limited, the monks in Miyun City could still eat for more than a year.

But now, a lot of spiritual rice has been burned and meat has been destroyed, resulting in the disappearance of a large amount of food.

This will definitely cause Miyun City to fall into a state of famine, and I don't know how many monks will be hungry by then.

No wonder Qian Wei is willing to use utensils in exchange for food.

After all, no matter how precious the magic weapon is, it cannot fill one's stomach.

Now I don't know how many monks are anxious, wanting to exchange food such as pills, magic tools, talismans and so on.

"Sorry, we don't have much food in reserve. If Fellow Daoist Qian has some, I still have some talismans. Maybe I can exchange them with you. The price is guaranteed to be very cheap."

Zhou Sui said calmly.

He does not intend to trade food with the other party.

It is true that I still have a lot of food on my body, maybe I can take the opportunity to exchange a large number of magic tools and elixirs at a low price.

You can even take the opportunity to make a fortune and make a fortune.

The problem is, it's just too dangerous to do so.

If other monks knew that he had a lot of food on him, then what would come would not be money, but murder.

He has been in Miyun City for so many years, and he has long been familiar with the nature of monks.

Don't look at these monks who seem amiable on weekdays, but once it is profitable to bully the weak, I am afraid that they will not hesitate to become murderous and become robbers.

With a sharp weapon in the body, the murderous heart starts from the beginning.

This is the cultivator.

You can make money at any time, there is no need to take risks at this time and become the target of public criticism.

"You don't have any food either? Then I will take my leave."

Hearing this, Qian Wei's face turned green, and he said angrily that he didn't have food on him, so he wanted to use the magic weapon to exchange food with other monks.

But this kid is lucky, he still wants to use the talisman to exchange himself for food, isn't this nonsense?
If it is in the wild, the talisman is still useful.

But staying in Miyun City, talismans cannot be eaten.

If he really exchanged the only food he had left, then he might starve to death.

He's not that stupid either.

So he left without hesitation and went to other places, wanting to exchange food with other monks who had enough food.

"Fellow Daoist Qian go slowly."

Zhou Sui waved his hand to bid farewell to Qian Wei.

But he soon discovered that it wasn't just Qian Wei's visit.

The surrounding neighbors, Daoyou Zhu, Daoyou Sun, Daoyou Feng and more than a dozen monks in the late stage of Qi training also came to the door one after another, wanting to trade food with Zhou Sui for food.

Obviously, these monks were also caught in a food crisis and wanted to take the opportunity to exchange for a large amount of food.

Some even took out their own treasures from the bottom of the box, such as pill recipes, magic tools, pills, cheat books and so on.

It's a pity that Zhou Sui rejected them one by one, saying that even his own family didn't have much food.

These monks had no choice but to leave disappointed.

After all, it was impossible for them to force Zhou Sui. Ji Bingyu and Xia Jingyan, two monks at the ninth level of qi training, were intimidating. These monks also had to weigh their own weight.

Of course, if Zhou Sui was still a monk at the first level of Qi training in the past, he would have been killed by these wolf-like neighbor monks long ago, and took away all the food on his body.

At this time, no one would care about such neighborly affection.

The most important thing is that they didn't have much relationship at first, at most they were nodding acquaintances, and they were not very familiar with each other.

(End of this chapter)