Early the next morning,

After Wu Tao finished falling down, he didn't see Zhang Li when he came back. He didn't care. He took the bag and planned to go to the market to set up a stall. But he wanted to go out and run into Zhang Li and open the door.

"Fellow Daoist Li, where are you going?" Zhang Li yawned. She obviously had no guests last night and was still so sleepy. Is it because of an occupational disease that she was so excited that she couldn't sleep at night?

Wu Tao said: "I'll go to the market."

"Aowu..." Zhang Li yawned for a long time before saying, "It just happened that I would come back with thirty kilograms of spiritual rice. I am sleepy and I need to sleep for a while."

As he said that, he turned back to the house and took a spirit stone bag and handed it over.

"Finish!" Wu Tao took the spirit stone bag and turned to the market.

I have to say that Wu Tao and Han Tiezhu are really destined to be together. Wu Tao is No. 39, Ding District, and Han Tiezhu is No. 38, Ding District.

There was also a girl in a garment sitting at Han Tiezhu's stall, watching the stall intently, not daring to move, and looking very shy.

"Uncle Han, you're so early."

Wu Tao raised the stall while saying hello.

When Han Tiezhu saw Wu Tao's stall next to him, he was so happy that he laughed: "Little Friend Li, we are really destined to be together again."

"This is my daughter Mingxiu. This year, she is in the fifteenth year. She is still in her name. She is also motivated and is taking the Lingzhihu certificate. She is probably going to be able to get the exam next year. Mingxiu, this is Li Mo, Brother Li, say hello to Brother Li."

Seeing that his father said everything about him, Han Mingxiu was shy and muttered softly: "Dad..."

Wu Tao looked at Han Mingxiu. Han Mingxiu was ordinary, neither ugly nor beautiful, just a girl from an ordinary spiritual husband's family. However, what he could be sure was that Han Mingxiu should look like her mother, not as ugly as Han Tiezhu.

As for what Han Tiezhu said like him, it was purely because there was something wrong with his eyes.

Such a shy girl, Wu Tao felt that it was really valuable in this world of immortal cultivation, so he smiled and said, "Then I call you, girl Mingxiu. Your name is good, it shouldn't be chosen by your father..."

Han Mingxiu looked at Wu Tao, lowered her eyes again, and then blushed and said hello: "Brother Li."

"This child is in the field every day and rarely comes out. He is afraid of being very angry, so her mother asked me to bring me the market to show me the stalls so that she can practice her temperament so that she will suffer losses in the future." Han Tiezhu explained and said, "The name Mingxiu is really not my choice. I don't have this culture. I asked a manager of the Wuquan Mountain Spiritual Planting Hall to take it."

The chat ended here. After all, I came to set up a stall, not to chat.

Han Tiezhu whispered to Han Mingxiu: "Xiuer, you have to be smart. Brother Li may be a weapon refiner. If you fall in love with you, you won't have to make a living every day like your parents."

Han Mingxiu was angry when she heard this, blushed and stomped her feet, "Dad, you said that Brother Li is a weapon refiner. How could he look at me, who is born in Lingzhifu... Dad, it turns out that what you told my mother to train my temperament is fake..."

Han Tiezhu said: "Xiu'er, my father is always for your own good. Li Xiaoyou is in a state of vain now. He sets up a stall with us. If he makes a fortune in the future and doesn't have to set up a stall, then there will be no chance. Of course, I don't force it, it depends on your life!"

Han Mingxiu listened to her father's words and looked at Wu Tao secretly, sighing in her heart, feeling that she was not worthy of Brother Li.

Her father probably wasted his work.

Time passed quietly, and it was noon all at once, and Wu Tao's stomach was so hungry that he was ranted.

Next to him, Han Tiezhu and his daughter had already brought their own lunch to eat. Seeing Wu Tao looking over, Han Tiezhu invited him, "Little Friend, do you want to have something together?"

Wu Tao knew that they had only brought their own food, so why did he have the nerve to eat free of charge, so he shook his head and said, "No, I'm not selling lunch before, I'll buy it there."

After saying that, he packed the stall, packed it up and came to the place where lunch was sold. Many casual cultivators squeezed to buy it, which made Wu Tao sigh that this immortal cultivator had not reached the fasting stage, which was no different from a mortal.

He hugged the bag tightly, finally squeezed into the front, and shouted: "A meal, thank you!"

The seller of the rice looked up and was immediately happy, and laughed, "Fellow Daoist, it turns out that it's you. Why don't you sell food today?"

Wu Tao's face suddenly looked ugly. He suddenly wanted the person who sold the rice to his stall and put on a robe to show him. But after thinking about it, it would be a pleasure to feel good, but there was no need. Although it was just a person who sold the rice, there were many variables in the world of cultivation. What if the other party was lucky enough to be successful? Or was he a master of Hexi for thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi?

‘Hey, it’s better to be low-key, there is no need to fight for intentions.’

Thinking about this, Wu Tao didn't reply, took the meal and paid the money and returned to the stall to make a meal.

After dinner, after waiting for more than an hour, three random cultivators dressed in a ranger stopped in front of Wu Tao's stall, two men and one woman, seemed to be interested in Wu Tao's robe.

Wu Tao quickly stood up with a warm look on his face: "Three, but you want to buy robes. Look, the brand new robes are all done by taking action, and the quality is guaranteed."

The three of them looked at each other and the woman said, "Yes, we are just going to buy robes."

‘We…’ Wu Tao was ecstatic when he heard this word and said quickly: “If all three of you buy it, I will give you some cheaper one, fourteen low-grade spirit stones.”

"You said you refined it yourself. Do you have the certificate of a certified weapon refiner in Wuquanshan Weapon Refining Hall?"

Wu Tao: “…”

Isn’t it just a certificate? I can’t take the exam?

"No!"

He dare not do anything to deceive consumers.

The female cultivator showed a hint of joy at the eyebrows and said, "If you don't have a certificate, there are many things that cannot be guaranteed. We are not at ease if we buy them. If you can, you will be sold if you can?"

Thirteen times three, thirty-nine... As he calculated in his mind, Wu Tao no longer hesitated: "Trade!"

Looking at the transaction vouchers in his hand and carrying a heavy bag of thirty-nine spirit stones, Wu Tao felt unprecedented satisfaction. Next to him, Han Tiezhu and his daughter were envious of seeing it overflowing from her face.

"Fellow Daoist Li, are you buying spiritual rice today?"

"Buy it, give me thirty kilograms." Wu Tao was very proud and waved his hand.

Han Tiezhu immediately directed Han Mingxiu: "Xiuer, please call Brother Li Lingmi, thirty-one pounds."

"Oh, I understand, dad."

Wu Tao said: "Miss Mingxiu, one bag is filled with thirty pounds and one bag after another."

"Okay, Brother Li."

After paying Han Tiezhu the 100 broken spirit stones given by Zhang Li to carry 31 kilograms of spiritual rice, Wu Tao first came to the Fangshi Rental Office to pay taxes.

"The tax on three low-grade spirit stones and ninety low-grade spirit stones. If the miners in the mine in the mine before knew that the tax alone would be higher than their monthly salary, then wouldn't they be envious and jealous!"

"Low-key! Low-key! Hehe..."

Wu Tao smiled foolishly and headed straight to Yuanyou Talisman Pavilion.

"Fellow Daoist, what talismans do you want to buy? Can you introduce them below?"

"I want an evil-breaking talisman."

"Okay, a first-level intermediate evil-breaking talisman, twenty low-grade spirit stones. Well... Thank you fellow Taoist Chenghui, you can get the evil-breaking talisman, welcome next time."

Somehow, when he received the evil talisman, Wu Tao felt his hands tremble a little. I wonder if it was because he was too excited. He took the evil talisman and carefully put it in close proximity. After calming down the excitement, he left Yuanyou Talisman Pavilion.

A ray of sunlight shone down, and Wu Tao stretched out his hand and caught the sunlight, feeling that the sunlight was very warm.

After standing at the entrance of Yuanyou Fulu Pavilion for a while, he turned to the Zhang weapon refining material shop, and spent ten lower-grade spirit stones to buy four robes to refine materials.

After that, he left the market and was left with no one behind, he moved to Xinde Lane and returned to his residence.

"Dongdongdong!"

When Zhang Li opened the door, she saw Wu Tao with sweat and panting on her head. I wonder if it was her illusion, but she always felt that Wu Tao seemed to be in a good mood.

"I'll bring you the spiritual rice you want." Wu Tao handed over the bag containing 30 kilograms of spiritual rice.

Zhang Li didn't take it, but said, "It's so heavy, help me bring it in and pour it into the rice jar."

"Ah... Fellow Daoist Zhang, it's not appropriate to enter your room?" Wu Tao wanted to say this in his heart, but after thinking about it, he still couldn't say it. If he said it, Zhang Li would definitely choke him to death. Zhang Li lent him money several times and was kind to him, and she would do whatever she said.

Seeing Zhang Li leaning against her side, Wu Tao entered her room.

After entering, Wu Tao's nose wings flapped and smelled a scent of flowers. The room was clean and tidy, with antique flavor, and it looked like the room of a well-educated lady.

Zhang Li's room was better than his. Although it was also a single room, it was equipped with a kitchen. He found the rice jar. There was indeed no rice in the rice jar. He poured the spiritual rice into the rice jar and said, "Fellow Daoist Zhang, okay."

"Thank you, have a glass of water?" Zhang Li asked him with her hands wrapped around her big chest.

Wu Tao waved his hand and said as he walked out, "No, I still have something to do, let's go back first."

Back at his house, Wu Tao took out the evil-breaking talisman. The evil-breaking talisman was yellow, made of monster skin, and the runes painted with cinnabar were twisted and coherent, with a faint spiritual energy lingering on it.

"The evil-breaking talisman is up to you!"

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Chapter completed!