When Li Xiuyuan took out the dragon head, the Luchu woman was so shocked that she was speechless. When she heard that half of the skeleton was for sale, she couldn't help but cover her mouth.
"The gown that the customer needs has to be custom-made for you, but I can give you a set of gown and boots first. The custom-made clothes will be delivered in five days, how about that?!"
"Okay, please give me a price. My master is still waiting for me at home."
Naturally, he understood the reason for harboring guilt, so he had no choice but to move out his master, hoping that it would act as a deterrent.
"That's it!" The woman nodded gently, turned around and walked upstairs.
In her opinion, the Li Xiuyuan in front of her was naturally the disciple of the combined elder in the city. Otherwise, where would he, a young man in the Qi Refining Realm, find such heaven-defying spiritual materials?
After a long time, a woman in a green skirt walked in with an elder in black. The old man looked at the dragon's head on the ground again and again, and a look of shock gradually appeared on his face.
"This is a black dragon that has been cultivated for thousands of years. Even Tianyu City rarely sees such a treasure."
Li Xiuyuan looked at him and replied calmly: "I'm sorry, senior."
"In addition to the skeleton's ten thousand spirit stones, we won't take anything you need from me. How about that?"
This was a big deal, and even the woman in the green dress couldn't make a decision, so she had to invite the elders in the pavilion.
"I also want a good space ring to withstand space storms..." Li Xiuyuan looked at the two of them, quietly took out a ball of dragon tendon and placed it on the counter.
"With this treasure, it's a good space ring. Why worry? I think this is a treasure..."
The old man took out a black ring and handed it to Li Xiuyuan. He looked at him and smiled and said, "This is the best thing Tianyu City can find. It will not be damaged even if it passes through a black hole."
Li Xiuyuan nodded and replied: "Senior, please put my spirit stone inside."
The woman in the green dress who had been away for a while came over, took the ring from the old man's hand and walked out: "I will give you what you need first, young gentleman. You can come back in five days to pick up the customized clothes. Please go upstairs later." Please measure the size."
Li Xiuyuan didn't show a trace of joy or sorrow on his face, he just nodded quietly to the old man.
It wasn't until the woman came over with the space ring that Li Xiuyuan got up and planned to leave.
The woman handed the space ring to Li Xiuyuan and said with a smile: "The things you need and the spiritual stones, totaling twelve thousand, are all in it. Please count them. I am Xiaoyu. If you need anything, come to me..."
Li Xiuyuan immersed his mind in the space ring for a while and realized it. He nodded to her and said with a smile, "Thank you so much. I'll come back in five days."
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Sitting alone in the quiet No. 47 Tianjie, looking at the ancient trees in front of him, Li Xiuyuan seemed to have returned to Wangyue Stream, even lonelier than Wangyue Stream.
Thinking that he was above the Nine Heavens between life and death, and had earned so many spiritual stones in the blink of an eye, he couldn't help but feel relieved, and said to himself: "I'm rich."
The woman in the green dress found him a white gown made of sky silk, and put on a pair of shoes made of monster skin, finally giving him a hint of immortality.
If you are short of money in the future, you can rent a shop on Tianjie Street to make wine. You will not be short of food or clothing.
He took out the blank book he had just bought, poured water into the inkstone, turned around and picked up a geography of Tianyu City from the bookshelf, and started copying it.
No matter how long you can stay here, the best way to cultivate your own state of mind is to copy and write.
He plans to copy as many books as he can in this room. Even if he has read them himself, he can still show them to Xiao Qing and Chu Feng after he returns to Shura Heaven.
After all, they will still fly to different heavens in the future and need to understand the situation here.
The fine pine ink has a faint aroma when it melts, and holding the wolf hair in your hand is no different from the previous ones. He had already taken off the dragon teeth around his neck and put them into black rings, including the space ring given to him by his master.
Li Xiuyuan likes to write. From the small Taoist temple in Luoxia Mountain back then to Wangyue Stream, over the past ten years, the wolf did not know how many bald branches he used and the pine black did not know how many bald tubes he wore.
Quietly looking at the books on the table, holding the Langhao Ruorui Water Sword out of its sheath, he put pen to paper and felt the sword's intention penetrate through the back of the paper. At this time, he remembered the trace of the sword's intention that he wanted to understand.
Just because Hua Donglai and Song Wuyan couldn't understand it didn't mean that the masters in Tianyu City couldn't understand it. He decided to ask the old man next time when he saw him whether there was anyone in Tianyu City who had understood the flaming sword intention.
It is estimated that the sword power in the lower realm is the same as Yu Shao's sword power when he comes here. Even if he has this opportunity, he will need to spend more effort.
Thinking of all the adventures he had had since coming down from the mountain, he couldn't help but stretch out his hand, spread out the paper, and wrote down his first words in Tianyu City.
The white jade capital in the sky has five cities on the twelfth floor.
Immortals caress my head, knotting my hair and receiving immortality.
I have pens, inks, paper and inkstones that are hard to find in the world, as well as a garden full of spring scenery. The only regret is that Xiaoqing is not around.
The stove beside the table is burning quietly, and a pot of tea has its own fragrance overflowing. This is the spiritual tea in the master's house, which has a different taste than the spring tea in the wild city.
When you are calm, you write with a pen, and when you are proud, you wave your sword.
I have a wooden sword like water. I can cut through the air and kill the dragon in the sky. I sell the dragon for wine money. This is Li Xiuyuan's current ideal life.
Although he didn't know when he would be able to go back, when he put pen and ink on the paper, he still felt very lucky, and even thought that he should go to Tianjie to open a drunken life.
...
The sky does not know how many years have passed, so Li Xiuyuan began to brew wine in the small courtyard. He wanted to taste whether the wine brewed in the nine heavens would have the taste of fairy wine.
It took half a day to go to Tianjie to buy some magical rice and elixir, as well as dozens of large tanks filled with water.
After experiencing the embarrassment of giving away no wine in the Demon Realm, he spent five hundred spirit stones to buy back fifty large water tanks, determined to make enough wine for the next five to ten years at once.
After writing for countless days and nights, there are already piles of books around me, and there are wine tanks of different sizes piled under the eaves of the small courtyard where the spirit wine has been brewed for several days.
He only walked around Tianjie twice before he discovered that the monks here drank alcohol, and they all used spiritual stones to calculate their drinks.
When he thought of the spirit stone, he thought of the drunken life, dream and death wine shop in the wild Ding'an City.
He decided to open a bookstore on Tianjie Street and become a scholar with good temperament. He would buy the banners I wrote and get a small vat of spiritual wine as a gift.
Thinking of this, he thought that he could discuss with his master to open a door in the small courtyard and build a shop, so that he would not have to rent a new shop on Tianjie Street.
Li Xiuyuan has been practicing calligraphy hard since Luoxia Mountain, and he is very confident in his calligraphy.
He opened a wine shop in the wild Ding'an City, and now he wants to open a bookstore of his own on Tianjie Street in Tianyu City, a bookstore that sells both writing and wine.
"It seems that my wine has to be sold to those monks who have a bookish temperament. It's okay not to sell it to monks who are too vulgar."
Being so secretly proud, but realizing that no one can share this happiness, it is truly the loneliness of walking at night in brocade clothes.
In Ding'an City, he could at least chat with Li Qiu Shui. Occasionally, Ximen Xiaoyu came over and drank three courses of tea with him. When he arrived at Tianjie, he was truly alone.
"I don't know when the master will come..."
Half a month has passed in a flash, and the irresponsible master has not even come once. Li Xiuyuan has a lot of questions that he wants to talk about.
Thinking of this, Li Xiuyuan couldn't help but shook his head, put down the wolf hair in his hand, then pushed the door open and walked along the shops along Tianjie in the rising sun.
...
"Master, I want to dig a hole in this courtyard and open a small shop to make money..."
After returning from a walk with a full stomach, Li Xiuyuan finally saw his master who had not been seen for a long time.
"What kind of store should I open? Are you short of money?" Mo Wuxin lit the stove on the table, planning to boil water and make tea.
Li Xiuyuan held his hand and smiled: "Open a small shop that sells both books and wine. You see, I have brewed a yard of spiritual wine. I will be able to make money in a short time."
The old man was startled, looked at the wine jars piled under the eaves and asked, "Are these wines? Did you make them all? How does it taste? Will anyone come to buy them?"
Li Xiuyuan nodded and replied: "I guarantee that you will like the wine I brew. By the way, I want to sell this wine to educated monks. It doesn't matter if I don't sell it to monks who are too mean!"
After listening to the music, the old man smiled and said: "You are still particular about it. How many spiritual stones do you want for decoration? I will give it to you."
Li Xiuyuan shook his head and said: "I owe the spirit stone first, and I will pay the wages after I sell the wine."
At this time, Li Xiuyuan did not dare to say that he was not short of money. If the old man confiscated it, he would not even have a place to cry.
The old man nodded and replied: "Since you like to mess with things, let's do it... You have brewed a lot of wine, do you think you are bound to succeed in one fell swoop?"
"Master, don't worry. The cheapest wine for me only costs one spiritual stone and one small jar." Thinking that the monks in Tianyu City were not short of money, Li Xiuyuan thought that the price must be set higher, otherwise it would definitely not be enough to sell.
"It's so expensive...Have you thought about the name of the store? I'll find someone to do it for you." The old man thought to himself, how much money can this yard make from selling wine? I found the treasure myself.
"I've already thought of a name. Let's call it Tianxiang Bookstore. How about it?"
"Tianxiang Bookstore? Your name is so grand. If you want to scare people to death... OK, I'll find someone to make a sign for you. It only takes a few days."
The old man looked at him and laughed. Unexpectedly, the little apprentice he picked up in the mountains could not only make wine, but also open a bookstore. He suddenly looked forward to the moment when the wine was opened.
"When do you plan to open? I can prepare this brand for you." The old man continued.
"Five more days, okay? Sell letters first, then sell wine after nine days..." Li Xiuyuan looked at him, rubbed his hands vigorously, thinking that it would be better to hit that wall.
The old man nodded and replied: "Then five days later."
After the two talked about opening a shop, Li Xiuyuan thought of his own practice, looked at the old man and asked softly: "Master, have you understood the power of the flaming sword?"
The old man was startled, looked at him and asked: "What's wrong? Is it possible that you want to practice the flame sword and you also use the sword in the lower world?"
Li Xiuyuan laughed naively, took out his Ruoshui Wooden Sword and handed it over. "
The old man took the wooden sword and said softly: "The name of the sword is Ruoshui? It seems that you have understood the meaning of Ruoshui sword, but why did you find someone to help you make an iron sword? Can this wooden sword kill people?"
Li Xiuyuan sighed and said with a smile: "I'll talk about the iron sword later. I'm pretty good at practicing with this wooden sword. Please teach me the flame sword intention, master."
The old man looked at him, shook his head, and replied: "Like you, I only understand the power of the water sword... water and fire are incompatible. I'm afraid you won't be able to achieve your wish."
Li Xiuyuan was stunned, and his heart suddenly felt as if someone had poured a basin of ice water on him in the middle of winter. He looked at the old man and said in a daze, "If you have difficulties in practicing, please ask the master to help you."
The old man looked at him and sighed, pointing to the bookshelf behind him and said: "There are some books on practicing swordsmanship on this bookshelf. You can study it slowly... After you build the foundation, I will have someone take it with you." You go to the Endless Fire Domain and feel the artistic conception of fire."
"Endless Fire Realm? Thank you, Master. I will definitely work harder to build the foundation as soon as possible..."
Li Xiuyuan clenched his fists, because his master could not teach him, but he believed that with his own understanding, as long as he went to the endless fire realm, he would be able to understand the artistic conception of fire between heaven and earth.
