Gou In the World of Gods

"Musician is already seventeen this year, and she is not among those who are not recruited. She can't fool her if she wants to fool." Zhang Yan came over to visit Chen Li in the evening, with a worried expression on his face.

He didn't worry about it himself, after all, he was an old world.

Worried about being a lady.

If this kid is useful, it won't be so useless.

"You're just worried, Mrs. Shu is at the third level of Qi training, her cultivation level is not low, and she has magical weapons in her hands. What's more, I waited for me to take care of me and nothing would happen." Chen Li comforted.

The middle and late stages of Qi training in casual training are a minority, and the early stage of Qi training is the mainstream.

When he thought that when he crossed, he only practiced the third level of Qi.

Dare to venture out in the wild alone.

"Well, if you say so, how can you rest assured, I don't know what kind of military service this time? Is it dangerous? This child is usually too tightly held by me, and has a soft personality. He has never fought with anyone since he was a child. No fighting experience at all." Zhang Yan sighed, his old father was worried, and his worrisome lines on his forehead could kill a mosquito.

...

After sending Zhang Yan away, Chen ideal thought for a while, and decided to go to the military service honestly.

A newcomer to the real sect, just when you want to stand up, you can't hit the gun head.

It is possible to hide, just drill with Zhou Hong in the woods.

But there is no need to take risks for this.

After all, he is not alone now, and Zhou Hong is the one who drags the family away.

Anyway, it took only three months, and it passed in a flash.

...

The action of Huanzhenzong was very fast. In the early morning that night, someone went door-to-door to register household information, and several foundation-building monks traveled in the air to monitor and apprehend casual repairs who tried to escape the corvee.

Quite a few clever casual cultivators hiding in the wilderness were caught on the spot and threatened to come back.

...

"Name?"

"Chen Wen, this is my wife Zhou Hong."

"Cultivation base?"

"In the late stage of qi cultivation, my wife..."

"To be more specific, is she not talking, let her answer by herself!"

"Nine levels of Qi training." Chen Li said, there is nothing to hide.

The three Huanzhen cultivators heard that their cold face suddenly eased, and the registration was quickly over. Finally, someone took out a weird magic weapon, and chanted a photo at the two of them, and a burst of light flashed.

"Your information and images have been recorded by the shadow magical device. The corvee will begin in five days. During this time, you should prepare for it. Remember not to be clever and serve honestly unless you escape to another domain. , Otherwise there will always be time to be caught, then...hehe!"

The leader of the Huanzhenzong monk gave a final warning, and he was ready to leave.

"Everyone, please stay in the footsteps, dare to ask what kind of corvee? Please also express one or two." Chen Li hurriedly stopped and asked.

"Naturally, it is to open up wasteland, otherwise it is better to wait for it, or you have to cultivate in a casual way, and you will be in service for three months. How is it like us..."

"Ahem!" a Huanzhen sect monk reminded.

"Hey, I'm telling you what these are doing, let's go, luckily there is a lot to register!"

A few people left soon.

Chen Li closed the door.

Zhou Hong came over and leaned in his arms: "Opening up wasteland, it seems that mortals from the real realm really want to move over?"

"Eighty-nine-nine-tenth, more than a month will be the time for the secular autumn harvest. When the autumn harvest is over, mortals will probably migrate over one after another!" Chen Li put his arms around Zhou Hong's delicate body: "It's time for Zhenzong to grasp this. That’s not bad, alas, it’s just going to be a bitter for a while."

"As long as you are there, I can go anywhere, and it will pass after a while." Zhou Hong said softly.

...

In the morning, in the bazaar in the Shanjiao shanty town.

The crowds here are extremely noisy, not only the streets are tightly blocked, but the rooftops next to them are full of people.

In the open space in the middle of the bazaar.

More than a dozen casual cultivators knelt on the ground in a row, their faces pale in fright, and they couldn't help twisting their bodies to beg for mercy.

Behind everyone stood a Huanzhen sect monk carrying a whip.

"Everyone is optimistic, this is the end of evasion." A true sect, Zhuji said loudly. With the pressure of the building, his surroundings instantly became silent and silent:

"Near the first offender, get ten lashes! Execution!"

Monk Huanzhenzong immediately picked up the whip and began to beat it vigorously.

The whip has the thickness of a child's arm, and it is wetted again. Seeing that it is so heavy, when the whip goes down and hits the body, there is a seeping muffled noise.

San Xiu let out a sorrowful wailing, his painful face was distorted and rolled all over the floor.

After a few lashes, his robes and clothes became rags, and his whole body was beaten to pieces, and there was no good piece of meat.

The wailing sound changed from sharp and high-pitched, to weak, and finally into air like a hairspring.

After the ten lashes, none of the more than ten casual repairers could move, and they were beaten into a coma, dripping with blood.

These people were quickly dragged down, thrown on the side of the road, and then replaced by another batch...

Chen Li looked calmly and watched the excitement for a while, then he withdrew from the crowd and rushed to Luanluo City. As he guessed, the flow of people here is almost several times that of normal today, and the casual repair market is even more crowded. In full swing.

Corvée is imminent.

In just one day, the market has become extremely hot.

Chen Li asked about the world's commodity prices, and found that they had caught up with the peace period before the war.

He took the opportunity to ship.

It was not sold to a shop either. Because it was a short-term rush, although the selling price of the shop has also increased, the purchase price has been kept low, which is no different from before, and the price is too low.

He chooses to ship to the stall owner in the market.

It may be difficult to sell in large quantities at ordinary times, but the market is so hot today that these stall owners can sell as much as they can.

...

"I have a lot of magic tools and robes, which are sold cheaply. How much can you eat?"

"The price? Of course it won't be expensive. You are selling at a 10% discount now...no, no, it's too low, up to 25% off, otherwise I will lose a lot, so I might as well sell it by myself."

Without a deal, Chen Li left the casual repair market, changed his appearance, put on a suit, and looked for a target again.

He ran non-stop, and from the morning to the evening, he did not get enough water for the whole day.

Fortunately, the harvest is also huge.

The inventory of magical instruments, robes, talisman, etc. in his hand was all emptied, and even the expensive storage bags were sold. As for whether the stall owner used it or sold it, Chen Li didn't know.

I have to say that the casual cultivation after the war is really rich, and many of them are hidden.

In the end, Chen Li simply sold all kinds of elixir and spiritual materials that could not be sold in the storage bag to the store at a low price. The room for these things to rise is limited, and they also occupy most of the space in the storage bag, which is really an eye-catcher.

Walk out of the last shop.

Chen Li seemed to be relieved of a heavy burden, only feeling relaxed all over.

...

night.

In the basement quiet room.

On a wooden table, the spirit stones are piled up like a mountain, and under the dim light of the oil lamp, they are shining with misty precious light.

A large number of middle-grade spirit stones and lower-grade spirit stones are mixed with each other, and occasionally a high-grade spirit stone is mixed.

Chen Li first picked out the top-grade spirit stones and put them aside, a total of eight.

Then picked out the middle-grade spirit stones, a total of 2,853 pieces.

As for the low-grade spirit stones... he can only estimate a number, which is more than 30,000.

"Huh!" Chen Lichang yelled out. For the first time, he found that he could count the spirit stones with a haggard state.

He counted.

"About 3900 medium-grade spirit stones... 39 high-grade spirit stones are converted into it. If you think about it this way, there are not many found." Chen Li secretly said in his heart, thinking of the 21 high-grade spirit stones in the last auction. The thick soil of stone gathers the spirit formation.

He couldn't help shook his head.

"Compared to those foundation-building families, my own money is really not worth mentioning."

...

Five days passed in a flash.

Early in the morning, the sky was still bright.

As soon as Chen Li and Zhou Hong finished their breakfast, Zhang Yan brought Zhang Shuniang to the door.

Wang Qing's family is exempted, but there is no need for corvee.

"Have you eaten so early?" Chen Li asked.

"I've eaten early!" Zhang Yan was not polite, and found a seat to sit down for himself: "I've inquired, our street is divided into three groups, and each group is made up of a building foundation. The monk leads the team."

"Is it the foundation-building monk of the Huanzhen Sect, or the foundation-building monk of the vassal power?" Chen Li asked.

"I don't know. Those of us who are casual cultivators listen to people's arrangements and care who he is."

On the other side, Zhou Hong also took Zhang Shuniang to talk privately, and put a talisman in her hand: "After all, it is still a bit dangerous to open up wasteland. When you can't take care of it, you can hold these golden amulet for self-defense."

"Auntie Zhou, what is this~www.readwn.com~ I can't ask for it." Zhang Shuniang's face flushed, and she refused to accept it.

"These golden light amulets are all hand-painted by your uncle. They are all for your own use and are worthless."

"Ah, uncle knows how to draw golden light amulet? This is a first-level ninth-level talisman!" Zhang Shuniang said with a look of surprise.

"Yes, your uncle only learned it recently." Zhou Hong smiled, with a hint of pride in his smile.

Zhang Yan was about to refuse for his daughter, but at this time he couldn't help but swallow what he had said.

How long will it take to paint the golden amulet?

At first, when Chen Li humblely asked him about the avoiding arrow talisman, he was still vividly remembered, and everything seemed like yesterday.

In a blink of an eye, he was still him.

Or an ordinary talisman who can only draw a light talisman.

But Chen Li has soared into the sky, becoming a top talisman.

Alas, people are really more popular than others.

Fortunately, he was also used to hitting people, but Quandang didn't hear it.

...

Everyone chatted for a while, then walked out.

At this moment, the street was full of people, and there was a hustle and bustle. One by one, one by one, carrying a bag and a bag, with a sad face, rushed to the meeting point at the junction. When everyone arrived, there was already a long line of old people.

The next step is to check the identity and draw a tick.

Then just wait boringly.

Wait until the sky is bright.

A woman wearing a verdant robe built the foundation before flying here and falling from the sky: "Everyone is here, right?"

She looked at her in her twenties, with a thin face and thin lips, her appearance was only mid-to-upper, her expression was dull, with a trace of coldness on her face, she looked like the kind of uncomfortable person.

"Uncle Bai, it's all here." The two registered monks of the Huanzhen sect quickly stood up and arched their hands.

"Now that we are all together, let's go." She said coldly.