[You sold ten kilograms of incense sticks and got one tael of low-grade Shiling Incense. 】
[You sold an old wooden shelf and got ten pounds of charcoal. 】
[You sold ten kilograms of useless broken soil and got eight kilograms of dust. 】
[You sold a piece of copper coin and gained a piece of faith from the world. 】
Song Ciwan rushed to use up all the remaining sales for the day before midnight.
She sold a lot of random things, and finally she even tried selling them for copper coins.
Then, I got something completely unexpected: Faith Money!
What's this?
Faith should be intangible, invisible and intangible, but in the scale of heaven and earth, this piece of faith is like a jade-white hazy thread, floating misty and thin.
It is quantified and substantive in this way!
Look carefully, faith is a coin: the purest faith in the world, which can be used to refine mana and energy.
However, because the total amount is too small, the refining effect may be extremely weak.
If it can be condensed into the Vow Power Pill, it can not only refine the true energy, but also improve the cultivation level.
After reading this explanation, Song Ciwan couldn't help but be speechless for a long time.
Copper coins can be exchanged for faith, which is both unexpected and reasonable.
In this world, people can have all kinds of beliefs, but how many of them can truly regard money as dirt?
It’s not that people in the world love money, it’s actually firewood, rice, oil and salt. We can’t live without it even in life, old age, sickness or death!
After midnight, Song Ciwan had a new number of sales.
But she did not continue to sell it.
If there is nothing particularly urgent that needs to be sold, it is better to save the sales until the evening.
That night, Song Ciwan didn't go out for a stroll.
In short, she will not go out at night at will in the recent period. Even if there is a need to "open source", she plans to go along with it.
Anyway, we need to be stable and win in stability!
There was no words for the whole night, and Song Ciwan didn't practice any more for the rest of the night.
She arranged the Yongyi Heart Protection Formation and fell asleep on the freshly made and warm little bed.
One piece and one piece of relaxation, the way of civility and martial arts.
She had tightened her strings too much recently. After finally breaking through and settling down in her new home, Song Ciwan decided to reward herself with a good night's sleep.
Quan should congratulate himself on his move!
The next day, dawn broke.
Song Ciwan woke up from bed in time.
She slept very comfortably. When she woke up, she felt refreshed both physically and mentally. The smoke-like true energy was floating in her body. She got up and took a step. Suddenly, the breeze followed her, and her whole body seemed to be flying up. Roof-like.
Song Ciwan said "Ouch" and quickly came down.
This is Liezi Yufengxing!
After a good night's sleep, her Liezi Yufengxing improved unknowingly.
Liezi Yufengxing: (First level proficiency 210/1000)
Cultivation and enlightenment are really unreasonable.
Sometimes it is a matter of accumulation, sometimes it is an instant enlightenment.
But more often than not, most people actually cannot understand or realize it throughout their lives.
Therefore, to be able to achieve enlightenment is actually beyond the majority of people in the world.
Song Ciwan believed that the realization he had at this moment was inseparable from his sound sleep last night.
All things are born, and you must learn to strive for the best, but you must also not forget to stop at the right time, slow down, and give yourself a moment to relax.
Still the same sentence, one piece and one piece of relaxation, the way of civility and martial arts.
This Tao can be tasted, but it should be practiced with full force.
Song Ciwan took out some of the ingredients and seasonings he had saved from his Canghai Cave, and while it was still early, he cooked a sweet millet porridge.
She made the dough herself to make cakes, and also mixed a radish with sesame oil.
Finally, I took out the soybean meal and insects and enjoyed a delicious breakfast with the big white goose.
The big white goose ate and drank enough. It squawked and swayed to Song Ciwan, nuzzling her in a very affectionate manner.
Song Ciwan teased the goose for a while, then resisted the urge to pluck the feathers directly from its back.
Finally, Song Ciwan told Dabai Goose: "Dabai, Dabai, your master, I have to go out to work and earn money to support the family. You stay at home and take good care of the house. Do you understand?"
The big white goose flapped its wings and puffed out its chest: "Quack! Quack, quack!"
It seems to be saying: Hey, isn’t Goose a seasoned housekeeper? Do you still need to give instructions?
Look at how proud it is!
Song Ciwan smiled and stroked the goose's back. She didn't pluck the feathers. She was really just stroking the goose.
Finally, she picked up an umbrella, then moved her feet, unfolded the time and night escape, and she turned into a shadow and escaped from the courtyard.
He continued to escape for several streets to the south until he left Shanrenfang and came to Siquanfang further south——
Although this place is called a square, has a square gate, and has square walls, it is actually a slum inside.
Dirty and messy are not enough to describe the chaotic state of this land. If there are people blindly flowing into the city, or those who have lost their family property, are destitute, or have been poor for generations...
In short, too many poor people gathered here, and gradually, Siquanfang became the current state.
Song Ciwan transformed into a down-and-out young man, Mu Dalang, and walked out of a chaotic spider alley deep in Siquanfang. Without saying a word, he walked out of the square gate gloomily, walked onto the street, and finally reached the demon refining platform.
This is her job: to cleanse the demon!
The demon refining platform in Pinglan City is many times larger than the Suyang demon refining platform.
Song Ciwan left early and walked at the speed of "Mu Dalang" for more than half an hour before finally reaching the back door of the Demon Refining Platform. Taking the token he obtained yesterday, he lined up to enter. The door of Huan Xi Fang.
This set of procedures is somewhat familiar.
What is less familiar is that the scale of Pinglan City's Huanxi Fang is also larger. The Bagua Pond, Cao Washing Room, Second Washing Room, etc. are all huge.
The moment Song Ciwan walked into the queue at Huan Xi Fang, he was immediately attracted by a huge demon corpse beside the Bagua Pond in the center!
It was really a huge thing. At first glance, even if it was lying prone, it was still five or six feet tall.
A tiger's head and an ox's body, all black and with shiny hair.
No one needs to get close, but if they look at it from a distance, they can feel the ferocious bloody aura coming from this monster corpse.
Although the demon is dead, the evil spirit still exists.
There are dozens of blood holes on its body, and blood is still flowing in those blood holes.
There were dozens more soldiers wearing soft armor, holding special jade bottles to collect blood from the blood holes.
Song Ciwan stood in the distance and heard the horrified discussions of the demon-cleaning servants lining up around him: "Where is this demon? Why is it so weird and huge?"
"Could it be that what we are going to wash today is this monster?"
Then, a ridicule came from somewhere: "You overestimate yourself. This is a psychic-level tiger and ox that has been refined with cross bones. How dare a mortal get close to it? How dare you wash it?"
"Can you lift it? Hahaha!"
(End of chapter)
