Chapter eight hundred and thirty seventh price
Although life was getting harder, Dali never thought of going back to the time when he was robbing everywhere, and it was just a good and delicious life.
Because even more than ten years have passed, he still recalls that nightmare from time to time while meditating alone.
A killer who was walking through the sword, faced with the siege of hundreds of them, not only did not try to escape, but instead took the initiative to attack and slaughter everywhere using the speed advantage of the sword. No one was his one-union enemy wherever he went.
They were a group of jingling Yin and Yang thieves who were so poor that they couldn't even run away, and ran around like lambs waiting to be slaughtered.
Blood and crying everywhere, broken limbs and legs scattered all over the ground.
If the Killing God hadn't had his eyes completely red from his eyes, he had exhausted all his magic power while chasing everywhere, and the few who survived by chance would not have any chance to complete the counterattack.
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"It's still a little easier than when I was selling coolies."
"But we paid the price of twenty years of life, just for this?" Dali was a little unwilling.
They are in their early forties this year. Including the twenty years they have lost, in this era when their lives are rare in seventy years, there are only ten years of good life left.
In terms of cultivation, due to the poor qualifications of the false spiritual roots, they practiced hard for twenty years before they reached the level of the sixth level of Qi refining.
Moreover, the sixth level of Qi refining has a combat power that is comparable to the fourth level of Qi refining of other techniques.
It is still the bottom of the cultivation world.
"Satisfied with Ali. If we had not practiced the Yin-Yang and Five Elements Art, we might not have lived today."
Ten years ago, they inquired that the town where the two of them had been selling their cool labor had been robbed into white land by several robbers, leaving only some ruins.
It is said that the villagers who stayed in the local area were killed and those who lived were sold as slaves.
Not to mention that these dock coolies did not die in the war.
The shoulders and arms are overloaded for many years, and they eat poorly. They get sick a lot when they get older. Then they lose their physical strength and cannot get work. They eat worse when they cannot get work. Under the vicious cycle, few colleagues can survive forty, and they almost die miserably in poverty and illness.
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"Even you fake monks, it's not easy for us real monks with spiritual roots to have a hard time!" The colleagues who worked together complained without hesitation.
His name is Jian Li, and he comes from a small Qi Refining Family. He is neither good nor bad at the three spiritual root qualifications.
As a result, when he was thirteen years old, the family formation was broken by a group of Yin and Yang thieves, and the whole family was gone. Only he who happened to be playing outside at that time escaped the disaster.
Forced to become a casual cultivator, he had to start living alone and work in the market to make a living.
With such an experience, Jian Li naturally would not have any good feelings for the pseudo-churchers, and often had quarrels with the two of them.
Not to mention that with the influx of a large number of pseudo-churchers, the wages in Yuanchenfang City did not rise but fell, which made him forced to accept increasingly lower and lower treatment.
"We just want to survive! Why can we cultivate immortality with spiritual roots?!" Dali, who was already full of resentment, directly retorted.
He is honest and dull in his daily life and does not want to cause trouble. He usually treats Jian Li's sarcasm as if he doesn't hear it.
Jian Li, who is at the sixth level of Qi Refining, can still steadily suppress the two "pseudo-cultivators" of Qi Refining Level 6 when fighting.
"If you don't have spiritual roots, you should accept your fate. If you are involved in cultivation, you will have a hard time now.
The spirit root trash I got by chance was dying. Look at you, you can’t beat it. After practicing for a lifetime, your cultivation is just as good as mine. What’s the point of living besides eating spiritual stones?”
Jian Li's words also represent the voices of countless "true" qi-refining cultivators.
The pseudo- monks rashly entered the world of real monks, which seriously affected their lives.
"you……!"
"Forget it, Dali, why are you angry with the child?" Ah Qiang, who was standing beside him, was afraid that Dali would be so angry that he would do something. The two of them combined, and they might not be able to beat Jian Li.
"Pseudo-spiritual wastes like pseudo-spirited monks should not appear in this world at all!" Speaking of pseudo-spiritual monks, Jian Li recalled the scene of his whole family being slaughtered, and couldn't help but feel angry.
"Don't stop me, I'm going to teach this brat a lesson today!"
Dali took out a Vajra Talisman from his sleeve and patted him in the back of his heart.
A shield flashing with golden light instantly covered Dali's entire body.
He picked up Jin Cancan, the fist that was half the size of a human head, and slammed it fiercely at Jian Li.
"Waste is waste."
Jian Li, who was cursing, immediately blessed himself with a light body technique and landed ten meters away. Then two fireballs flew out from his left and right hands, penetrated directly into the lower three routes of Dali and Aqiang.
"Young at such a young age, it's so vicious." This time, even A Qiang, who was in a good temper, couldn't bear it anymore, so he had time to take out a Vajra Talisman as quickly as possible and slapped it on himself.
Almost the next moment the talisman took effect, the fireball came to the two of them.
The shock waves brought by heat waves and collisions easily sweep the surrounding shelves, which stimulates the protective formations that come with them in the store.
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"Tell me, what's going on?" The owner, who came back from the news, asked at the messy scene.
"He started the move first!"
"It was you who scolded me first!"
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After suffering a small loss in the match just now, Dali and A Niu, who had blood on the corner of their mouth, and Jian Li, who had only a little more dust on their body, started arguing again.
"Noisy." The shop owner showed his foundation-building cultivation, which made the three of them almost breathless, and stopped the endless quarrel.
"I don't care who is right or wrong. The total loss in the store this time is 90 spirits. Each of you will compensate me for forty spirits. If you don't have cash, you can deduct half of your wages every month."
"Why is it forty spirits?! Isn't it thirty spirits?" Jian Li asked subconsciously.
"Because I am a foundation-building monk." The shop owner once again released the pressure of the foundation-building monk, which forced Jian Li to bow his head again.
"Do you understand?" The foundation-building shop owner turned his attention to the other two.
"Ming...Bai." Although he was full of resentment, the three of them finally answered reluctantly in unison.
This is a world where the strong prey on the weak.
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"It's really a headache. Another fake monk who built a foundation came to Yuanchenfang City to open a store to grab business. This business is becoming increasingly difficult to do." After handling other matters, the shop owner who was about to leave suddenly received a message, and the content in the letter made him even more impressed.
The rent in Yuanchenfang City is not expensive, so he was still quite affordable to open this store.
As a result, since two years ago, one after another, a series of pseudo-foundation monks emerged and started similar business in the market. They also fought a price war for promotions, forcing him to continue to compress profits and sell goods at low prices.
Otherwise, even the market rent and employee wages will not be able to earn in a month.
Nowadays, a bunch of similar stores are crowded in Yuanchenfang, which is not too big, so everyone can only barely maintain it.
Chapter completed!