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Chapter 8: Treats

【One update at 8 o'clock】

"Hello, Senior Brother Ye, my name is Tu Su, I am a student of the butcher. He is my uncle." The girl introduced herself.

"Ye Ting, from the wasteland." Ye Ting looked out the window. It was already evening, and he was hungry in his belly, and had the idea of ​​leaving. After reading this book for a day, he had eaten up all the dry food. He had just started to refine Qi, and three meals a day were indispensable. The sky was a little dark, so Jiachen might have been waiting outside.

He was about to get up and return the book when the girl said, "Do you know who the guy who hits people at the door this morning?"

Ye Ting's butt was immediately relocated to the chair. He recalled, Tu Su, butcher?

It turned out to be him, the butcher, one of the twenty-seven powerful elixirs in Yulong City. He is only 300 years old at the level of the Nine Tribulations of the Dan Realm. He is the most outstanding figure in Yulong City in recent years. He can also become the fourth infant realm cultivator above Fengzhou.

It has a big background. Even the Lord of the Dragon City should pay attention to it. This butcher can be said to be the first person below the Lord of the City.

"I don't know." Ye Ting answered honestly, without asking.

"That's Lianglong's disciple, Qu Xiaoxiao. Have you read all the information of the sect?" Seeing Ye Ting nodding, Tu Su continued: "Lianglong is obsessed with refining alchemy. With his nature, he will not let his disciples make things difficult for you."

"Oh." Ye Ting said perfunctorily.

Tu Su was a little discouraged and said to Ye Ting: "Aren't you worried?"

Ye Ting thought for a while and said to Tu Su: "Your uncle and I are of the same generation. You should call me uncle."

"No!" Tu Su's little face turned red and he argued: "The seniority of monks is each making friends with each other. There are rules in it. For example, if you talk about the city lord and my uncle, you must be my uncle, but if we make friends alone, we can calculate it from the same generation. But you are younger than me, so I have to call you senior brother."

"Then what if you see my senior sister Yang Mei, what should you call her?" Ye Ting said strangely.

Tu Su's face turned even redder. Even if she was a disciple of the butcher, she would not dare to call Yang Mei as a senior sister, and she would have to call Uncle Master obediently.

Ye Ting chuckled softly and said to Tu Su: "I understand, the strong are respected in the Demon Sect. You should call me senior brother, I'm too much."

"Why are you so mature?" Tu Su realized that he had been taken to the ditch by Ye Ting. He didn't say anything he was going to say.

"The intrigue thing is a hindering me from practicing. It's useless to think too much. Junior Sister Tu Su, what's wrong with you looking for me this time?"

"I do ask you for something, Senior Brother Ye..." Tu Su looked at Ye Ting with her watery eyes. Ye Ting's stomach purred, saying, "Oh, I'm hungry."

"You want to treat me to a meal?" Tu Su pinched his braid, a little shy.

"You asked me." Ye Ting pushed the book forward.

"Why? Why!" Tu Su pressed the table with both hands, stood up suddenly, staring at Ye Ting from a high place. There were a lot of people in Yulong City who wanted to invite her to dinner, and they could line up from here to outside the city.

Ye Ting made a gesture of covering her face, and when she let go of her hand, Tu Su had already sat down and returned to her well-behaved look. Hundreds of eyes around her looked at her, and she was really shy.

Ye Ting's eyes crossed Tu Su, looked at Long Yin, who was crossing the two rows of tables, nodded slightly, and said, "I read the book that Yulong City has a unique restaurant, and the dishes eaten are all medicinal foods. Some elixirs have the best effect, which can replenish qi and be beneficial to practice."

Tu Su was breathing heavily, that kind of place was not cheap.

Longyin also heard Ye Ting's words, put away the book, stood up and left.

Seeing Ye Ting's expression was firm and unwilling to give in, Tu Su said dejectedly: "Okay, who asked me to ask you for help? Your carriage is outside, let's go."

"Where is this book?" Ye Ting pointed at the desk.

"Someone has dealt with you. You are a true disciple. This is a privilege." Tu Su jumped up gently, ran away from the World Intelligence Academy in a row. When Ye Ting came out, Tu Su had already gotten into his carriage and told Jiachen where he was going.

Obviously she was afraid that Ye Ting would order too expensive places.

Ye Ting got into the car, sat opposite Tu Su, and asked strangely: "I see, why is it because I am the only one taking the car?"

"Do you think everyone is like you, and there is a city lord as a master?" Tu Su stared at her eyes wide, still feeling angry that Ye Ting had blackmailed her.

"I don't understand."

Seeing Ye Ting's sincere face, Tu Su couldn't help knocking on his head and said, "I forgot that this rule is not written in the book. In fact, it is not just Yulong City, but most sects are like this. After the liquid condensation period, you either rely on your legs or use magic to rush on your way. Unless you go out a long way, you can't take your car. A life that is too comfortable will make people forget your heart."

Tu Su paused for a moment and said, "Your carriage is a magic weapon. You run very quickly and you don't have to worry about the various restrictions in the city. You are something that the city lord personally refines. You can't even rent a disciple in the Qi Refining Stage."

"So that's it. I don't know, I don't mean to show off." Ye Ting apologized.

"It's nothing great. You will soon be reclaimed, carriages and puppet servants. Only those families of monks who are not in the ordinary will put on airs with boring things. Do you think it's interesting to show off in front of mortals?"

Ye Ting thought for a while and said, "Maybe it's quite interesting."

What he thought of was that he was a casual cultivator who had no sect and no sect in his previous life, and he had never saved more than a hundred talismans. If he could squander and pay attention to it, it might be really exciting.

The carriage ran for a long time before stopping. Ye Ting got out and saw a small building in the deep alley.

This is the restaurant. There are no restaurants and brothels in Yulong City, and the restaurant is also quiet and just eating. The dishes inside are carefully prepared medicinal food, which is indeed beneficial to practice.

Logically speaking, Tu Su, a true disciple and the niece of the butcher, was considered a rich man, so why did he look so painful?

Tu Su brought Ye Ting into the door. When she threw down twenty purple gold talismans on the counter, Ye Ting's heart ached.

So expensive! Do you want to eat people?

Tu Su was given a talisman ticket at the counter, and twenty purple gold talismans were just deposits, more refunded and less supplemented. Tu Su didn't say a word and walked in. A maid hurriedly caught up and led Tu Su's way.

The maid quickly took Ye Ting and Tu Su to a single elegant room. The room was not too big or small. There were two aquatic flower pots placed next to the window, and green leaves were floating, and two goldfish emerged and spit out bubbles. Ye Ting came in, and the goldfish shook its tail and hid under the leaves.

The two of them sat across the table, and the maid left the menu and did not urge them.

When Ye Ting saw the maid go out, he said, "Tu Su, is this expensive here?"

"It's already cheap. Humph, it's not that I can't bear to invite you, but you've just started to refine Qi, and everything you eat is a waste." Tu Su said, and began to grind his teeth.

Ye Ting knew at this time that she was not stingy. The true disciple only had twenty purple jade talismans paid in a month. Tu Su should be the butcher's disciple, but there were only one hundred purple jade talismans. One fifth of the money was spent in a meal. If it were the ones, he would feel very distressed.

The monks in the world, whether in the eight poles of the nine provinces or the eight hundred continents overseas, do not use gold and silver. The regeneration of jade is extremely slow, and most of the ore veins are occupied by the sects. Although they can also be circulated, monks basically use talisman money.

Talisman is a thing made by monks. It contains the essence of heaven and earth, and is absorbed many times faster than meditation and breathing. Moreover, this thing is similar to jade and can be used in formations. Talisman is also conducive to storage and carrying, unlike elixirs, which need to be stored in special containers. Even so, the elixirs will become ineffective as time goes by.

The only trouble is that there is no shortcut to refining talisman money, and it always takes a lot of time and energy. People who want to live forever rarely spend their time on this.

The talismans refined by monks of different realms are also different.

The Qingyu Talisman refined by the cultivator of the Void Realm, which has a value of more than most jades. Usually, this kind of Talisman is prepared by the cultivator of the Void Realm for his disciples and will not be circulated outside. The price is not as high as possible.

The purple jade talisman money is made by the cultivator of the infant realm. The life span of the infant realm is incomparable to that of the cultivator of the virtual realm, and he is even more reluctant to waste time. Usually, the purple jade talisman money is made by the cultivator of the infant realm to make some special transactions, and it is also considered a rare thing.

The talisman monks are refined by the white jade talisman money, which is a lot of this kind of talisman money. There are twenty-seven talisman monks in Yulong City, and there are many other sects in other continents, and the number of talisman monks is also quite considerable. Over the past few million years in the world of cultivation, the amount of white jade talisman money accumulated is quite large.

However, the most used by monks is purple gold talisman money, which can be refined by monks who build foundations of talismans. Many casual cultivators have no hope of forming pills anyway. They can refine some talisman money and enjoy it, but they will not be in vain for a lifetime.

As for the sect, monks at the foundation-building realm usually have the task of refining talisman money, and there will be contributions and rewards for the sect. However, many purple gold talisman money are used in formations and battles, and are expensive. If there is no support from the sect, there will not be many foundation-building cultivators at hand.

Between the casual cultivators and the aristocratic families, the general talisman money with storage time limit is circulated. At most, the vitality inside will be consumed, and the general talisman money with poor quality will be even stored for a hundred years.

For large sects like Yulong City, true disciples have twenty purple gold talismans a month, which is already a lot. The inner disciples have five purple gold talismans to pay, which can be said to be rich and powerful.

Tu Su calmed down and poured Ye Ting a cup of tea. The green leaves floated up. Ye Ting didn't serve the cup, but just patiently sniffed the tea fragrance. Tu Su took a small sip first and looked at Ye Ting and said strangely: "Senior Brother Ye, why don't you taste it?"

In one breath, a trace of heaven and earth spiritual energy in the tea was completely gone, which was better than nothing for practice. This is really a simple enjoyment. This kind of free tea is just for the taste, nothing in the world.
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