I handed over the world of immortality to the state

Chapter 1 My dream is bought out

"Fellow Daoist Su, you are an alchemist. This Wujin Alchemy Furnace is your treasure in Zhuquefang City. Are you really sure you want to sell it?"

Suzakubo City.

In front of the Taobao Pavilion counter.

Shopkeeper Li rubbed the golden pill furnace about the size of two palms in his hand with a look of regret on his face.

The texture of this alchemy furnace is of average quality, not even a magical weapon. However, because its owner has been refining elixirs for many years and nourished by the alchemy temperature, its value has exceeded that of ordinary low-grade magical weapons.

If you collect it at a low price now, you should be able to make a lot of money by selling it in the future.

But despite making money, shopkeeper Li couldn't be happy.

I saw this familiar monk in front of the counter.

He has sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, and a handsome face, but there is an unconcealable tiredness between his brows.

Not surprisingly……

As an alchemy cultivator, he ended up losing all his cultivation and even had to sell the alchemy furnace. I'm afraid he must have been under great pressure.

Is this the future of casual cultivators?
Work hard all your life, but you are doomed to come up empty in the end...

And the fate of the young man in front of him is not his future?
Thinking of this, Shopkeeper Li felt even more sad.

"Sell!"

Su Run's tone was decisive and without any nostalgia.

"Oh...this..."

Shopkeeper Li sighed and tried to persuade him again, but when he thought of what had happened to him during this period, he could not utter any words of advice.

He sighed: "Well, it is a kind of courage to retreat bravely! You are still young and have spiritual roots in your body. When you return to the mortal world, you can marry an uncle from a noble family and give birth to several heirs with spiritual roots to inherit their legacy. Millions of dollars in property... A hundred years of enjoyment in the mortal world may not be any worse than suffering here."

What he can do is to give him another [-]% increase on the extremely low price he gave him before.

12 yuan low-grade spirit stone.

He bought out the lifelong dream of the young monk in front of him.

Watching Su Run take the spirit stone and walk out of Taobao Pavilion with heavy steps.

Shopkeeper Li secretly admired him.

He can still maintain such a calm demeanor after selling his most beloved thing. This guy has a really good character...

But unfortunately, the world of immortality has always looked at cultivation, not character.

Su Run walked out of Duobao Pavilion as naturally as possible.

It wasn't until I stepped out of the door that I was relieved of the huge stone in my heart.

The predecessor often sold elixirs in Taobao Pavilion and had many dealings with Shopkeeper Li. If possible, he really didn't want to deal with him again.

But his current level of cultivation is too low, and he is afraid of being cheated when he trades with others, and ends up losing his wife and losing his troops. That would really make him cry without even finding a place to cry.

Fortunately, everything went well.

And make a lot of money.

You know, the main currency of casual cultivators is Ling Baht.

One hundred Ling Baht can be exchanged for a low-grade spirit stone. For this 12 yuan of low-grade spirit stone, even the previous person who worked hard to refine elixirs has never had such a huge sum of money.

As for the lost pill furnace, Su Run didn't care at all.

After all, it is fellow Taoist Su who knows how to make elixirs. What does it have to do with him, Su Run?
As an ordinary person who had received orthodox education from the Yan Kingdom, Su Run's only concept of alchemy was Epimedium, and he could not use such a high-end product.

The predecessor, Fellow Daoist Su, was a monk at the third level of Qi Refining.

His name is unknown, his cultivation level is low, and his character is taciturn. Apart from occasionally making some elixirs and sending them to the medicine pavilion in exchange for some meager spiritual baht to maintain his cultivation level, he almost never comes into contact with foreign objects.

Then, while exploring a secret place, he died accidentally...

It happened that Su Run traveled through time.

The two of them looked the same, which allowed Su Run to take over his identity.

Although Su Run was not a Taoist at all, his predecessor broke into the secret realm and died in a disaster. Therefore, he was misunderstood that his foundation was destroyed because he broke into the secret realm without permission.

So now Su Run's position is that his cultivation has been abolished, and he has to sell the food he relies on to make a living...

This is also the reason why the previous shopkeeper Li sighed with regret.

In the world of immortal cultivation, the jungle is strong and the weak eat the strong. Those who have experienced casual cultivation are very miserable, but it is really rare to be as miserable as Daoist friend Su.

And Su Run was happy that others misunderstood her...

Walking in the street.

At this time, the sky will be bright and the morning dew will not disperse.

The huge Zhuquefang City was already brightly lit.

Zhuquefang City is located near Bai Wuzong, and the purpose of its establishment is to help Bai Wuzong do some dirty work.

Such as entering the spiritual veins to dig for spiritual stones, hunting monsters to obtain fur, flesh and bones, picking some extremely dangerous spiritual plants of heaven and earth, etc... In exchange for some meager income of spiritual baht, which can be used to support one's own cultivation. Practice.

It's extremely difficult and the rewards are meager.

But here, you can get the protection of Bai Wuzong and get a place to settle down.

After running around outside for a whole day, when I return to my residence and practice with the meager spiritual energy of the spiritual veins, I can truly feel that I am a monk, not just a hard-working coolie.

Just like now.

A large number of casual cultivators lined up to rent today's stalls and convert their harvest into spiritual stones.Or get up early to buy some essential elixirs for scavenging experience, so that you can plunge into the next round of more dangerous adventures.

In fact, the predecessor was also one of them.

Practicing the art of alchemy, selling it to Duobao Pavilion in exchange for spiritual baht, cultivating and buying new spiritual grass, repeating it over and over again, seemingly in the name of an alchemist, but in fact it is no different from a cow or a horse...

However, compared to these monks who are working hard for their lives, Daoyou Su's situation is actually better. At least he has some skills. In his previous life, he was a small blue-collar worker who could barely make ends meet.

But the predecessor was not willing to stop at reality after all.

I want to take a chance on my future, and then end up dying in a foreign land.

The lessons of our predecessors should be taken as a warning.

Su Run returned to his residence.

A small, dilapidated courtyard.

It is equipped with a wooden house with more than ten square meters, which is dilapidated and the surrounding ground is rugged.

It's fine on a sunny day, but during the rainy season, the surroundings are filled with the smell of urine and fishy smell.

Just even so...

If my predecessor didn't have the skill of alchemy, I probably wouldn't be able to live here.

Su Run just came back and hasn't opened the door yet.

The door to the window next door was pushed open, revealing a face of about thirty years old, with an unforgettable face at first glance.

Lin Yuanzhi.

A Talisman Maker at the fourth level of Qi Refining, he had no friendship with his predecessor. Su Run deliberately made friends with him in order to get information, and they could only exchange a few words when they met by chance.

At this time, Lin Yuanzhi looked at Su Run one after another, and said in shock: "Fellow Daoist Su, you... did you really sell the alchemy furnace?"

Su Run nodded.

"Sigh... Actually, although your cultivation has been ruined, your spiritual roots are still there, so you may not be able to cultivate them back. It would be a pity to give up like this."

Lin Yuanzhi suddenly had a look of regret on his face, beating his chest and feet, as if he felt very sorry for Su Run, as if he found out that his best friend for many years had divorced, and he had left the house to complain.

But the next moment, he changed his tone and said: "But even the alchemy furnace has been sold. It seems that Su Daoyou, you are planning to leave Zhuquefang City soon. If this is the case, we can be considered friends, so why not , how about you rent the courtyard where you live now to me at a cheap price?"

Su Run glanced at him in surprise.

Lin Yuanzhi seemed to feel that his statement was adding insult to injury.

But the opportunity was so good that he couldn't bear to give it up...

You must know that although Zhuquefang City is just a gathering place for casual cultivators attached to Bai Wuzong, it also has its own rules. As a place on the edge of the sect's spiritual veins, the sparse spiritual energy has its own differences.

The higher the cultivation level, the richer the spiritual energy in the place where you can live, and the safer it will naturally be, and the greater the benefits you can get from cultivation.

But correspondingly, the more remote the place, not only is the spiritual energy thinner, supervision is not in place, but there are often conflicts of interest.

Although these four narrow alleys are dirty and old, they are still relatively full of spiritual energy.

If they didn't have a certain skill, their cultivation alone might not be enough to qualify for living here.

There are too many monks like them. Once Su Run leaves, it won't be his turn. It's better to buy this place in advance and rent it out to make a lot of money.

Of course, this kind of thoughts cannot be expressed to Su Runming.

Lin Yuan looked like a friend who was caring for Su Run, and explained: "Think about it carefully. Before, you, Su Daoyou, were qualified to live in this four narrow alley by virtue of your status as an alchemist, but now you have lost all your cultivation. Unless you can completely restore your cultivation to the third level of Qi Refining within three months, you may not be able to escape the fate of being kicked out during the annual review. It is not a bad idea to cut your losses in time. It's a very wise thing to do, rent it to me in advance, and I can also pay you a lot of income. When the time comes, it will be a wise decision to become a rich man in the mortal world."

"No need, there is plenty of spiritual energy here. If you stay a few more days and keep fit, you might be able to live a few more years. I'm not willing to trade my life for money."

"Hey, Fellow Daoist Su, the price can be negotiated. Stopping losses in time is a wise strategy..."

Su Run ignored Lin Yuanzhi.

Instead, he went back to his room and closed the door.

Lin Yuanzhi's behavior was not surprising.

In his previous life, no matter how timid he was, he had to take a chance when he encountered such a good opportunity.

friendship?

What casual cultivators are best at is making use of all available resources around them.

Friends are the least valuable.

In other words... no casual cultivator dares to trust his back to a friend, right?
But Su Run still took Lin Yuanzhi's words to heart.

Annual review after three months.

Third level of Qi refining?

The state that it took the original body nearly ten years to reach now has less than three months left for him.

Su Run closed the door and locked it to ensure that no one would break in.

Lying in bed……

I thought silently in my mind: "Return!"

The scene in front of him suddenly became inexplicably chaotic, like a time and space tunnel, sucking him directly into it...

As a time traveler, Su Run has neither a system nor a simulator, and there is no sign-in reward.

The only worlds he has are the Yan Kingdom and the Immortal Cultivation World, which are two completely interconnected worlds.

(End of this chapter)