Monks in the world of cultivation, in addition to practicing hard, also engage in some side jobs.
All side jobs are often related to the four skills of elixir, talisman, weapon, and array.
Refining alchemy will ruin a life, and the formation will be useless for three generations. There is no need to think about these two subjects.
No immortal cultivating family can afford to support an alchemist.
It is even more difficult for the formation master. Not only does it require resources, but it also requires the guidance of an expert and a complete inheritance.
It is not difficult to get started in the profession of weapon refining. What is difficult is how to break through industry barriers.
Each weapon-refining shop trains its own apprentices, and outsiders cannot get involved at all.
The talisman business is not bad, the investment is not big and the return on investment is quick.
But the threshold for this industry is low, and there are the most talisman masters among casual cultivators, so it’s really too complicated.
He also has the "True Interpretation of First-Level Talismans", which shows that his predecessor also dreamed of becoming a Talisman Master.
Maybe he doesn't have much talent, but he has no memory of it.
By the way, there is also the Puppet Way.
Don’t worry about this business. Not only is the threshold high, it’s also a wasteful business.
Now it seems that it is not so easy to be a happy life player.
After much deliberation, Fu Dao was still the best fit for him.
Just roll it up, but the threshold is low.
After wandering around until noon, Su Fan found an inn.
He opened a room with twenty francs, took out a hooded black cloak and put it on his body.
Cover yourself tightly and walk out of the inn.
There are many monks dressed like this in the city. They are all people who have caused trouble and are afraid that their enemies will recognize them.
Su Fan walked around the market for a few times before entering a shop.
There was no one in the shop. The shopkeeper sat at the counter and looked up, but didn't mean to pay any attention to him.
A young female nun next to me walked up with a smile.
"Fellow Taoist, welcome to our store."
The girl is fifteen or sixteen years old, has a level of Qi cultivation, and is wearing a light blue Taoist robe.
She wore only light makeup on her face, which was pretty and charming, neither coquettish nor coquettish, and her smart eyes seemed to be able to speak.
The smile is like the spring breeze blowing on the face, and there is a natural feeling of closeness.
Su Fan nodded and said, "Collect the storage bag?"
The female cultivator smiled and nodded.
"Fellow Taoist, please come this way..."
After a while, Su Fan walked out of the shop.
There are thirty-two more spiritual stones in his arms.
A storage bag, if it is new, costs fifty spiritual stones in the store.
If it can be recycled, it can only have thirty spiritual stones, so you can sell them if you like.
Su Fan knew very well that if he took the storage bag and refurbished it, he could still sell it for fifty yuan of spiritual stones if he put it in the shop.
But so what if you know, the prices are the same elsewhere, and even lower in larger stores.
If he went to the casual cultivator stall, he might be able to sell one or two more spiritual stones, but he really didn't dare to go.
Thirty spiritual stones, in the eyes of most casual cultivators, is a huge sum of money.
The person who owns the spirit stone is still a weakling. You hope that the gang of desperadoes will let you go.
There is no way, weakness is the original sin.
In order to sell more spiritual stones, Su Fan struggled with the female cultivator for a long time.
Fortunately, the girl was nice and said a lot of good things to him at the shopkeeper's place, so he was given two spiritual stones.
She also enthusiastically walked Su Fan to the door, waving goodbye to him with a smile.
Until he was very far away, he still thought about the girl's smart eyes, as clear as a pool of clear water.
After selling the storage bag, Su Fan came to "Wanbao Building" again.
This is the largest store in Shaoyangfang City, and it is said that they have branches in all states in the Western Wasteland.
The products in the store are more expensive than outside, but the quality is definitely the best.
Of course, we can't be vague about things that save our lives.
The talismans here are indeed very expensive.
Five first-level middle-grade talismans cost him twenty-eight spiritual stones.
One "Golden Knife Talisman" with powerful attack power, and two "Flash Talisman" that he planned to use on the Yin people.
There are also two amulets with strong defense, the "Golden Shield Talisman" and the "Golden Steel Talisman".
The "Golden Steel Talisman" alone cost ten spiritual stones.
Su Fan felt so distressed that his heart was bleeding.
Fortunately, the talismans in Wanbao Tower have their own seal.
Even if money is tight one day and you want to sell it for spiritual stones, you won’t lose money.
Back at the inn, Su Fan took off the black cloak, and then came to Fangshi again.
After putting a few talismans in his arms, Su Fan felt more relaxed than ever before, and his body straightened up a lot.
He put his hands behind his back and walked leisurely in the city.
At this time, I smelled a faint fragrance.
Turning around, he saw a young female nun standing on the side of the road.
The female cultivator was wearing a goose-yellow robe and her appearance was average.
But there is a sense of purity in the cold temperament.
The eyes are charming, as peaceful as autumn water, as ice-free as cold jade.
The female cultivator gave Su Fan a faint look, then turned and walked into the shop behind her.
When she entered the door, she turned around and looked back.
A pair of clear water-like eyes, filled with infinite charm as the mist flows.
Su Fan was stunned. Who could resist this pure and lustful thing?
I looked up and saw that the name of the store was "Yanyu Tower".
It took him a long time to realize that it was a female Bodhisattva.
The brothels in the world of cultivation are all so otherworldly.
Su Fan smiled bitterly, turned around and left.
The "Hehuan Tao" of the Demon Sect and the "Hehe Tao" of the Immortal Sect are both orthodox Taoist traditions with a long heritage.
There are thousands of avenues, but different paths lead to the same destination.
Others sell seafood to make money, but in the world of cultivation, that is called cultivation.
He wouldn't go to a place like this, even if he couldn't afford it. If he met a female evil cultivator, she would eat away your bones and marrow, and she could drain your cultivation in one night.
He came to a book stall and squatted down to read a book.
The stall owner was an old monk with white hair, looking at Su Fan with a smile.
"Fellow Taoist, please help you with the details..."
Su Fan looked up at him and said with a smile, "Senior, do you have any sword skills?"
"Yes, you are here today. I happen to have an ancient book that I have treasured for many years..."
After speaking, he took out an ancient book from the package next to him and handed it to Su Fan.
"Fellow Taoist, this Nine-pole Chain Slash is not a mundane swordsmanship. It is a body-level killing swordsmanship from the Eight Classics, a true ancient inheritance."
Su Fan took the book and flipped through it, then raised his head and asked, "How much is it?"
"Dharma money... Fellow Taoist, this is a true ancient physical cultivation inheritance, and it requires at least five spiritual stones."
Before Su Fan could say anything, the stall owner next to him, who had been holding back for a long time, burst out laughing.
"Senior, I only have fifty dharma money left. Do you want to sell it?"
The old man became anxious upon hearing this and snatched the book from Su Fan's hand.
"Fellow Taoist, you'd better buy a book on secular swordsmanship."
Su Fan didn't get used to his problem, so he got up and left.
Before I had taken two steps, I heard the old cultivator shouting: "Fellow Taoist, please stay..."
Seeing Su Fan turn around, he said with a smile: "Two spiritual stones, give fellow Taoist a chance."
The old man's words made the stall owner next to him laugh again.
Su Fan shook his head and turned to leave.
"Fellow Taoist, you have a spiritual stone, please take it away..."
"Add thirty more francs..."
"Fellow Taoist, don't leave, hey...I sold you..."
Su Fan had already walked quite far, and was stunned to have this old cultivator call him back.
But he still felt that he had given too much just now.
So I added another ten dharma coins and bought an ancient boxing book, which was a good match.
After Su Fan left, the old man glared at the stall owner next to him.
"You're so ridiculous, if it weren't for you, I could still sell it for dozens of more money..."
The stall owner next to him laughed and said, "You think you are stupid. I don't even want your shabby book for free."
The old cultivator didn't lie. The two books really came from ancient physical cultivation inheritance.
In the ancient world of immortality, there were as many physical practitioners as dogs.
Refining the body with the rich spiritual energy of heaven and earth, nourishing the body with various heavenly materials and earthly treasures, and tempering the body like a magic weapon.
The body of a powerful body has been tempered to the extreme. It can transform into heaven and earth, turn over mountains and seas, and have great supernatural powers to control the heavens and the earth.
But that was the ancient times, when spiritual energy was extremely abundant and all kinds of natural and earthly treasures were readily available.
Nowadays, in the world of cultivating immortals, let alone the treasures of heaven and earth, the concentration of spiritual energy is also incomparable. Even the remaining spiritual veins have been divided up by the major sects.
Ti Dao has long since declined, most of them have lost their inheritance, and some live in various cities.
Except for a few successful physical practitioners, no one buys this kind of physical training inheritance from ancient times.
He just deceived the low-level Xiaoxiu who didn't understand anything.
Of course, in ancient times, this "Nine Extremes Chain Slash" was indeed very powerful.
But today's monks simply cannot exert the power of this sword technique.
The inheritance of ancient Ti Tao is fierce and violent, and it emphasizes moving forward without retreating.
For casual cultivators, this fighting style is no different than seeking death.
It's really better to buy a book on swordsmanship in the mortal world, which allows you to attack and defend freely, and it's a lot cheaper.
Physical training is a joke in this world today.
But Su Fan didn't know that. He had just traveled through time and didn't know much about cultivation.
He inquired about the price in the morning, and the worldly swordsmanship cost only thirty or fifty dharma.
In Su Fan's opinion, this ancient sword manual was much better than those mundane shabby books based on its appearance.
He tentatively made a price, but he didn't expect that the old man actually sold it, so he took advantage of the situation and bought it.
Anyway, in his eyes, the swordsmanship is the same.
Next, Su Fan went to the Lingmi Shop and bought two hundred kilograms of Lingmi.
I also bought dozens of kilograms of smoked monster meat from a nearby stall, as well as some pickles and seasonings.
Su Fan specially bought a pole and left Fangshi carrying his things.
After leaving Fangshi, he was relieved when no one was following him.
It had cleared up by now, and the sky seemed to have been washed with water.
The warm sunshine shining on the body makes people extremely comfortable.
Su Fan returned home with a full load today and was in a good mood.
I walked home excitedly with my pole on my shoulder, humming a song.
A figure with a cold temperament appeared in my mind, it was the female Bodhisattva I met today.
"A very nice girl, why are you...?"
Su Fan shook his head, why did he suddenly think of her.
If you choose a Taoist companion, the girl you meet in the store is a good match.
He could never forget the girl's clear eyes.
Can I go to that store a few more times in the future to make me fall in love with you over time?
He thought of his ex-wife again, the woman who hurt him the most.
Why can't I forget this bitch?
It was already afternoon when Su Fan got home, and Su Fan, who was very hungry, made a hearty lunch.
A large bowl of delicious spiritual rice and several large slices of smoked monster meat.
Pair it with rich pickles and spread it on the bed after eating.
Su Fan felt that his life was complete and this life was enough.
He is just so worthless. If he were not forced by life, he could lie flat until he dies.
His ex-wife looked down on him because of this.
Why am I thinking of this woman again?
Practice and forget about that damn bitch as soon as possible.
