Gou Zai's journey to the heavens in the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 1 Open

In the morning, the sun is shining brightly.

When the sun just came up, Qingshanfang City was already bustling with activity.

This is a small market at the foot of Qingshan Mountain, where many casual cultivators gather, and there are usually many mortals wandering here, looking for opportunities.

Cultivation is possible in this world, and even though there are many cultivators in this world, all wise people should make it their lifelong ambition to cultivate immortality and seek the Tao.

It's a pity that there are many people in this world who seek immortality, but very few can achieve their wish.

In Qingshanfang City.

Chen Ming came to his stall early in the morning.

He looked a little tired and his face was a little pale.

"The breakthrough failed again."

Looking at the people coming and going in the city, he couldn't help but sigh.

In his previous life, Chen Ming was just an ordinary person, but after his death, he inexplicably came to this world where he could practice cultivation.

From the Dharma-ending world where it was impossible to practice, came a world where one could cultivate immortality. Chen Ming naturally wanted to practice, and he happened to have the conditions.

In this life, he was born in the Qingshan Chen family, and was the descendant of the Immortal Cultivation family.

Although Chen Ming is not a direct descendant, he can be regarded as a serious member of the Chen family, and he has spiritual roots, so he can naturally practice.

It's a pity that although he has spiritual roots, his qualifications are a bit lacking. After ten years of hard work, he can only enter the realm of Qi refining and barely have some magic power.

Because his qualifications were so poor, the resources provided by the clan were getting less and less, so he simply came to Qingshanfang City, rented this stall with the resources of the clan, and barely earned some spiritual stones.

"Fortunately, this tragic day is finally over."

Chen Ming lowered his head and looked at the faint blue that appeared in front of him, suppressing the excitement in his heart: "As long as..."

"Cough cough."

A cough came from the side. When I looked up, a sick old man in a green robe came over and said hello: "It's so early today, Fellow Daoist Chen."

"Hey, there's nothing to do if you're sitting around. Why don't you come here early?"

Chen Ming smiled: "I heard that there was a riot in Qingshan today, and there seems to be a ruins in it. Many people have benefited from it. I came earlier, maybe I can gain something."

"That's right."

The sick old man thought thoughtfully: "It is a rare opportunity for the relics to appear in the world. Fellow Daoist Chen is not tempted?"

Could this person be plotting against me?

Chen Ming suddenly felt vigilant, with a wry smile on his face: "But it can't be helped. I think that my cultivation is not good enough. If I go in, I'm afraid I will turn into a pile of bones, and I will be asking for death."

"Cultivation is difficult, and we practitioners are just fighting for it. How can we accomplish anything if we are so timid and timid?"

The sick old man spoke in a deep voice, with some serious words.

"Yes, yes, you taught me the right lesson."

Chen Ming responded casually, looking respectful, but he had no intention of answering.

Seeing his appearance, the sick old man could only sigh and said nothing more.

After a while, the city gradually became lively.

Many casual cultivators gathered and wandered around.

"I got this precious feather from that ruins. It took me a lot of effort to make it worth a spiritual stone?"

A middle-aged man looked at Chen Ming with an unkind expression.

"Fellow Taoist, you are joking. Although your treasure feather has an extraordinary origin, it has been sealed for an unknown number of years. Its spirituality has been exhausted. Even if it is used to refine weapons, it can only be used as scraps."

Chen Ming's face remained as usual and he spoke solemnly.

One of the two parties tried their best to raise the price, and the other lowered the price. It really took a long time.

It wasn't until a while later that the treasure feather was accepted by Chen Ming for the price of two spiritual stones.

"I'm obviously already a cultivator, but why am I still doing sales work?"

Looking at the figure of the other party leaving with satisfaction, Chen Ming couldn't help but sigh.

Since the Chen family left, he has no resources from the family to train him and can only rely on himself.

His usual business at this stall is to purchase various materials from casual cultivators and then sell them to other people.

To put it simply, he is a second-rate dealer.

It sounds simple, but in fact not everyone can do it.

It is not easy to have a stall in this market. In addition, it also requires good eyesight.

Those things whose value can be judged at a glance will not be your turn to collect. Only those things whose value is difficult to judge may be sent to you.

If you don't have enough eyesight to distinguish the value of various materials, and accidentally buy useless things at high prices, you may lose money.

Chen Ming also suffered a lot from this aspect.

Fortunately, his eyesight is pretty good. Because of his family background, his eyesight and knowledge are much better than those of other cultivators, so overall, he is pretty good.

However, compared with others, this income is somewhat insufficient.

In front of a stall not far away, a middle-aged man and a girl were sitting, with sheets of talisman paper made in advance in front of them, with a faint magic reaction emerging from them.

Compared with Chen Ming's stall, this middle-aged man's stall was packed with people.

One by one, the casual cultivators rushed over to ask for the price, but the man ignored them and just let the girl on the side go over to entertain them.

Compared with Chen Ming, who had been talking for a long time and had only a few customers, this situation was completely different.

"Sure enough, no matter what world we are in, craftsmen will always be popular."

Chen Ming looked at the grand occasion in the distance and felt sad.

He spent a long time talking about it, and after deducting the rent and costs of the stall, he probably only earned a few spiritual stones at most.

But this little money can be earned by selling two talismans.

Oh, maybe more.

Recently, due to the emergence of ruins and the influx of many casual cultivators, the demand for talisman paper elixirs has greatly increased. Now the prices of talisman seals and elixirs have increased a lot.

Chen Ming estimated that the other party would make a lot of money during this period. "Alas, it's a pity that there is no inheritance in this area in the clan, otherwise I would have tried it no matter what."

Cultivation in this world is difficult. It requires not only spiritual roots, but also inheritance. Ordinary casual cultivators may not even be able to collect a complete book of exercises.

The inheritance of Talisman Masters and Alchemists is even more precious. Without the master family, ordinary casual cultivators would never be able to master this skill.

Oh, maybe even if you have inheritance, you can't afford to cultivate it. After all, refining alchemy and making talismans costs money. Before there is real output, everyone is a gold-swallowing beast. The investment alone is not something that casual cultivators can bear.

On this day, the city was bustling with activity.

Chen Ming did not stay, but returned home uncharacteristically.

His residence is not far from his stall and is also located in Fangshi.

This is for safety reasons.

This world is not stable. Rogue cultivators gather around Qingshanfang City. There are all kinds of rogue cultivators, and many of them are good at murdering, robbing, and making a lot of money.

Compared with those casual cultivators, Chen Ming was still relatively wealthy. Of course, he was afraid of being stared at, so he rented a separate courtyard in Fang City.

I would rather spend a few more spirit stones every year to ensure my own safety.

If he hadn't been so cautious, he wouldn't have been able to stay here for several years.

As soon as I returned to my residence, there was a knock on the door outside.

When he opened it, he saw a fat middle-aged man in fancy clothes.

"Why did Chen Xiaoyou come back so early today and stop doing business outside?"

The middle-aged fat man named Luo Hong is one of the stewards of this city.

"Why are you here, Manager Luo?"

Chen Ming's face immediately became respectful, with a sincere smile on his face, and he invited Luo Hong into the courtyard: "This month's rent has been prepared, a total of five spiritual stones, no less."

He personally presented the prepared bag.

Luo Hong bumped it casually and felt something was wrong with the weight, so he opened the bag and looked at the seven spiritual stones lying together inside. He couldn't help but nodded with satisfaction: "Not bad, the weight is just right."

"I heard that Manager Luo recently took in a concubine. I haven't congratulated you yet."

Chen Ming smiled and said, "I happened to have purchased a new bag of spiritual rice recently. I will send someone to deliver it to the senior's house later."

He had a smile on his face, but his heart was bleeding.

He had specially bought the spiritual rice to assist his cultivation. He had not even taken a few bites, and he was about to give away most of it.

But it won’t work if I don’t give this gift.

"Well, you are sensible."

Luo Hong looked at Chen Ming with increasingly satisfied eyes.

Compared with other monks, Chen Ming is much more advanced, and he is not as stubborn as others.

"I heard that the general manager recently wants to clear out a group of stalls to arrange for other people."

Seeing that Luo Hong was happy, Chen Ming pretended to be unintentional and tentatively spoke.

"Your information is quite good."

Luo Hong glanced at him: "Don't worry, Chen Xiaoyou, your position will definitely be fine."

"Then don't worry."

Chen Ming looked relieved.

The two were polite for a while, and then Luo Hong left. From the looks of it, he was probably going to the next house to ask for money.

"Finally gone."

After Luo Hong left, Chen Ming let out a sigh of relief.

"It was like this in my last life. I didn't expect that I would become an immortal in this life, but I still cannot do without the worldly wisdom."

A wry smile appeared on his face.

This is completely different from the practice he imagined.

Fortunately, the troublesome people are finally gone now.

Returning to the room, he locked all the doors around him and lay alone on the bed.

Then he lowered his head.

A faint blue appeared in front of my eyes.

World energy: 100.

"After waiting for so long, I finally saved enough."

Looking at the blue interface in front of him, Chen Ming sighed.

This world energy was awakened by him half a year ago, and it is unclear where it came from. It is suspected to be an ability that he awakened after his reincarnation.

The function is to reincarnate him to other places by consuming world energy.

Of course, it's just the reincarnation of the soul.

Because it is just the reincarnation of the soul, not the entry of the body, the danger can still be controlled.

But in this case, it seems that the benefits are limited.

But for Chen Ming, this is his only hope.

Cultivation in this world is too difficult. His qualifications are mediocre and his cultivation is low. If he relies solely on himself, he may never get ahead.

In this case, no matter what resources are available, they must be put to good use.

"let's start."

Chen Ming tried hard to calm down the excitement in his heart and lowered his head to look in front of him.

A trace of the world can emerge, with some mysterious characters on it.

Chen Ming didn't know these characters, but he strangely knew their meanings.

Golden snake sword!
(End of this chapter)