Transmigrating into the male channel, she makes money to cultivate immortals and bring the villains

Taking a room at the inn in Liuxian Town, Jiang Ying couldn't help but sigh that the service concept in this world is really backward.The best room in the best inn in a town is so simple: gray door curtains, no flowers in clay vases, table legs that are not the same length, swaying from side to side, paint on the bed, poor lighting in the room, and a faint light under the tub. get mouldy……

If it weren't for the regulations in the world of cultivating immortals, cultivators in the sect would not be able to set foot in mortal industries, especially around the sect.Jiang Ying high and low wants to buy a house to teach these bosses what the service industry is!

She had no choice but to sit in front of the window on the south side of the second floor of the inn, looking at the cleaned "garbage" by the skylight.

The fabric is breathable cotton yarn, which has the advantages of being skin-friendly, comfortable to wear, and cheap.The disadvantage is that it is easy to wrinkle, embroidery will pull out uneven edges, and it is easy to wear.

"This kind of material is fine for innerwear, but it's neither luxurious nor practical for making skirts for female cultivators." Jiang Ying shook her head. That real Wanjin looks old, so why did he buy this batch of goods?
Anyway, to pass the time, Jiang Ying bought some ordinary silk threads, intending to practice Shu embroidery skills on these tatters and improve his cultivation.

The needle and thread in Jiang Ying's hands seemed to have spiritual consciousness, flying up and down along the texture of the cotton yarn, like a flying fish in the sea, holding a golden silk thread behind it - or embroidered ingots!

Jiang Ying's mind was gradually immersed in every needle drop and needle exit point, and every smooth direction of the silk thread.Although the spiritual energy in the town is thin, the effect of purifying the heart is comparable to meditating against the moon!

"Huh? The girl is so young, but the embroidery is so exquisite?" When a plainly dressed old woman passed Jiang Ying with a basin, she let out an exclamation, interrupting Jiang Ying's immersive embroidery.

"It's just a little skill, it's not exquisite." Jiang Ying smiled shyly. She is a monk, and her accuracy is naturally better than that of ordinary people, so when she hears praise from others, she feels ashamed like cheating.

The old woman brought the basin of water to a guest room, and the guest came back anxiously after receiving it: "Not exquisite? Don't listen to people saying that you underestimate yourself! The old woman has seen many monks in this inn! Embroidery may not be as delicate as yours!"

Jiang Ying laughed dumbfounded: "Grandma, how do you know they are monks? Isn't it true that people in the world of cultivators are not allowed to show their cultivation in the mortal world?"

Unexpectedly, seeing that there was no one around, the mother-in-law suddenly lowered her voice: "Don't look at the old woman, I am the one who serves tea and water in the inn, and I was also a monk before! It's a pity that there is no more after the air is drawn into the body."

"Mother-in-law is actually a monk?" Jiang Ying was surprised, even if she practiced Qi at the first level, she wouldn't become the lowest level after returning to the mortal world, right?
Jiang Ying feigned surprise and grabbed her mother-in-law's wrist, probing her with spiritual power.

Sure enough, he is a monk at the first level of Qi training, but the meridians all show a feeling of old age.

"Oh, you!" The mother-in-law felt the long-lost spiritual power and was speechless in surprise.

"Since mother-in-law is a monk, why don't you do some auxiliary work in the sect to wait for the opportunity, or..." Or use the tiny spiritual power to do some eye-catching tricks for making a living.

"Hey, since you are also a monk, little girl, I'm not afraid to tell you. The sect is cruel. I didn't break through the second level of Qi training in 15 years. The master saw that I had no hope of practicing, so he asked me to give it to other brothers. Make a furnace. I don't want to, those are some Taoist couples or people of ordinary character.

Later, my parents passed away in the war in the mortal world, and I had no support, so I quit the sect and came here, wanting to see if there is a chance at the foot of the great sect, and I have been wasting it until today, and I have been wasting half my life at the entrance. He only knows how to breathe and practice swords. "The old woman spread her arms out to signal Jiang to welcome her current situation.

Jiang Ying looked at her face, and when he mentioned the past, he could no longer see the unwillingness and hurt, as if he had a complete understanding after he had no other choice.

"Mother-in-law" Jiang Ying had a thought in his mind: "Do you still want to continue cultivating immortals?"

The mother-in-law shook her head: "You should have felt it just now, my meridians are dying, and the vitality of the world will no longer favor me."

Jiang Ying suddenly pushed the needle and thread in her hand towards her: "Since you said that I embroider beautifully, then I will teach you this!"

"But I still have to work..."

"Five days, no matter what you embroider, I will give you five days' wages as a reward!"

"This... isn't this taking advantage of you?"

Unable to resist Jiang Ying, the old lady sat in front of the window, watching Jiang Ying's slow-down needle technique:
"This is called stitching, which outlines some shapes end to end. This is the most basic, and then this is called rolling needles. I will demonstrate the bright rolling first. This will expose the stitches and is suitable for some sharp shapes. There is also a Ye Zang rolling, that's it. After a while, you see, the stitches are wrapped in!"

It wasn't until the sun went down that Jiang Ying said goodbye to the old woman: "I'll see you here tomorrow. By the way, mother-in-law, I don't know what your name is?"

"My name is Xu Zhen'er, girl, you can just call me Xu Po."

He watched Granny Xu go downstairs and leave the inn, until her slightly bent back disappeared at the entrance of a certain alley.

"Xu Zhen'er, you have become an old woman in this life." Jiang Ying sighed deeply with a voice that only she could hear.

The skin of a young girl and the heart of an old woman, from the stove that has changed its owner several times to the famous oiran Xianji in Qiantang, after a night of happiness with Jiang Wuya, who has gone crazy, handed over her century-old family wealth, and turned herself into smoke, this is Xu Zhen'er life.

I didn't expect to meet her in Liuxian Town.

The next day, Xu Zhen'er also brought her old best friend.

"Girl, old lady, I still feel that I took advantage of you. Let her do embroidery work with me today to make up for my share. Her name is Qian Duoduo. She has been my neighbor for many years. Although she is not as good as a girl, she is still an embroiderer." .”

"Ah, hello, Granny Qian! Please sit down." Jiang Ying greeted Granny Qian, then turned to Granny Xu: "This one too?"

Granny Xu nodded: "She is a member of the Qian family who cultivated immortals in Suzhou. She was only ten years old when the Qian family fought against the Li family in Shizhou 50 years ago. After practicing the second level of Qi, she has no chance to practice. She has done everything. .”

The Li family in Shizhou is the Li family again.

Jiang Ying nodded, and after teaching the technique of "twisting a needle", she asked the two mothers-in-law to try to embroider a round bead, while she secretly used her spiritual power to erect an invisible barrier.

"Do you guys still remember the method of refining qi? Please keep repeating it in your heart when you embroider until you don't realize that you are repeating it."

"Why is that so?" Granny Qian raised her head and asked in doubt.

"...you should just consecrate the embroidery."

People in the inn looked up and down at a little girl teaching two old women to embroider, and couldn't read their comments——

"Look, this is the difference between ordinary women and Jiang Xian. From childhood to old age, they only know how to embroider and mend."

Hearing someone whispering downstairs, Jiang Ying rolled his eyes.

"That's Jiangxian! The fastest foundation-building cultivator in history can no longer be judged as male or female! It's no problem to single out the five-bead sect with hundreds of evil cultivators alone, even Jiang Wuya, the former genius and peak foundation-building You don’t necessarily have the courage!”

Jiang Ying was taken aback when he heard that, the Jiang Xian they were talking about...couldn't be him, could he?Singled out hundreds of evil cultivators?Is this rumor a bit outrageous?

Next step: "Jiang Xian single-handedly challenged the evil cultivators of Shu, all the evil cultivators knelt down and begged for mercy, Jiang Xian is invincible! Long live Jiang Xian!"

Jiang Ying: Which one should be sewn first, the ear or the mouth?

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