Su Ming strode out of a magic weapon shop called Xianbaolou.
His steps were brisk and he was obviously in a good mood.
"Dongfang District is indeed the most prosperous area in Qingshuifang City. If you buy a first-class medium-grade magic weapon here, it will not attract any attention at all."
Su Ming glanced at the storage bag hanging on his waist and said with joy.
This first-level low-grade storage bag was purchased by him in the Immortal Treasure Tower, costing him a total of 2 spirit stones. As for the Azure Light Sword that he refined and strengthened, he sold it for a high price of 10 spirit stones.
10 spiritual stones are enough to pay the rent of shop No. 19 on T-shaped for one year.
But now, it only took Su Ming less than a day to earn this rent that seemed very high in the past.
After deducting the 2 spirit stones spent on purchasing the storage bag, Su Ming still has 8 spirit stones left in his hand.
8 spirit stones are not too much for a third-level Qi training monk, but if you want to rely on these spirit stones to open up your practice, it is obviously not enough.
Su Ming was not dazzled by the joy of the first pot of gold, but continued walking in the direction of Huoyunfang just like yesterday.
Huoyunfang.
Manager Chen was slightly surprised when he saw Su Ming for two days in a row.
But he didn't say much.
Just like yesterday, he threw a wooden sign at Su Ming.
"Manager Chen, I would also like to purchase a tael of iron essence."
As a store that mainly operates leasing underground fire chambers, Huoyunfang also stocks some common first-level spiritual minerals in the store on weekdays to provide for the urgently needed weapon refining apprentices.
Manager Chen nodded and waved his hand, and a piece of iron concentrate the size of a fingernail appeared on the table.
"A total of 150 Broken Spirits."
Su Ming took out the spirit stone from his storage bag and handed it over.
Picking up the iron essence and the wooden sign, Su Ming walked towards the corridor.
Arriving again at No. 7 Earth Fire Room where the weapons were refined yesterday, Su Ming glanced at the wall outside the Earth Fire Room. There was no one there.
He pushed open the heavy stone door of the underground fire room and walked in.
Five hours later.
Su Ming dragged his tired body out.
He handed the wooden sign to Manager Chen and walked out of Huoyunfang with heavy steps.
Manager Chen has stayed in Huoyunfang for a long time, and he can easily tell whether the process of refining their weapons went smoothly by looking at the expressions of the monks who came out of the Fire Room.
With Su Ming looking like this today, it was obvious that the weapon refining was not going well.
As he walked back to Xifang District, Su Ming looked heavy.
It's not that he has trouble refining weapons.
But today, after he successfully refined the Green Light Sword, he found that it could not be decomposed.
No matter how hard he held the green light sword, there was no more notification sound in his mind.
If it weren't for the message "Strengthening Point: 0" in his mind, Su Ming would have doubted whether his golden finger had failed.
Su Ming had some vague guesses about this situation.
"Could it be a skill cooldown or something?"
Su Ming thought to himself.
If he hadn't been on the road, Su Ming would have wanted to hold on to the azure light sword and not let go, so he could investigate carefully.
Less than half a stick of incense.
Su Ming returned to the shop, closed the door and went upstairs without saying a word.
Went up to the second floor.
Su Ming couldn't wait to take out the newly refined azure light sword.
Although he succeeded in refining the Azure Light Sword this time, he was unable to decompose it. This sudden change made Su Ming, who was looking forward to a bright future, somewhat panic.
He was able to hold back and not show up all the way, which was no longer in line with what he should be like at this age.
Now that he was back home, Su Ming couldn't bear it anymore. He immediately took out the green light sword and held it firmly in his hand.
Despite this, the green light sword still showed no response.
Su Ming was not reconciled.
He made up his mind that in order to understand the rules of Golden Finger, he was willing to hold the Azure Light Sword like this.
Su Ming traveled to this strange world, without any friends or outsiders to help him, but he was able to survive because of his perseverance that was far beyond ordinary people.
The afterglow of the setting sun shines on the streets, and night falls quickly.
The second floor of shop No. 19, T-shaped.
Su Ming closed his eyes and sat cross-legged on the bed, holding the hilt of a small sword tightly in his right hand.
suddenly.
Su Ming suddenly opened his eyes.
"I found a first-order low-grade magic weapon. Should it be decomposed?"
The familiar sound in my mind sounded again.
Su Ming was startled and opened his eyes suddenly, with a look of ecstasy in his eyes.
finally
Su Ming glanced at the sky and recalled the time when he dismantled the magic weapon yesterday.
"Yesterday was also the time of Xu,"
Su Ming pondered, "So, the time interval for decomposing a first-level low-grade magic weapon is twelve hours.
Decomposing a magic weapon in twelve hours means that I can get some strengthening points every day. I am not yet sure whether the strengthening points can be accumulated.
No, with my current weapon refining ability, unless I purchase a first-level low-grade magical weapon to disassemble it, I can only disassemble it once in two days at most."
After thinking about it carefully, Su Ming still shook his head.
"No, this kind of abnormal behavior is fine for a short period of time, but it is really eye-catching if it lasts for a long time.
Although there are many monks coming and going in Qingshuifang City on weekdays, the number of monks who have lived here for a long time is only a few thousand at most. If it attracts the attention of interested people, it will be in danger with my third-level cultivation of Qi."
After careful consideration, Su Ming chose not to take the risk.
With this golden finger around, he will be able to rise slowly sooner or later. There is no need to lose stability just for the sake of quick success.
Thinking of this, Su Ming immediately chose to decompose the azure light sword that was newly refined today.
Just like yesterday, the Green Light Sword was erased from reality bit by bit by an inexplicable force.
Then, the information in Su Ming's mind also changed.
"Strengthening Points: 1"
Seeing the strengthening points change from 0 to 1, Su Ming felt an indescribable sense of satisfaction.
Compared with yesterday, he not only gained a few strengthening points again, but also obtained a storage bag and 6 and a half spirit stones.
In just one day, his net worth increased dramatically.
The pressure of death in the past two years and the fatigue caused by refining weapons for two consecutive days completely overwhelmed him.
Su Ming didn't even bother to take off his clothes, he turned over and fell on the bed, falling into a deep sleep.
The second day.
Su Ming was awakened by the crying outside the house.
Although he was very tired these past two days, his long-term vigilance still prevented Su Ming from falling asleep.
The cry outside the house only started to sound shortly before Su Ming woke up.
He stood up, walked to the second floor window, opened the window, and looked downstairs.
But I saw white silk hanging up at Yang Laoliu's house across the street. Yang Laoliu's wife and children were wearing plain clothes and weeping incessantly. Many neighbors had already gathered around.
It's just that most of these neighbors are monks with Qi training skills. Among the people around them, there are only a few mortals like Yang Laoliu, his wife and children.
Su Ming stood in front of the second floor window and did not go downstairs.
But the buzz around him still reached his ears.
Su Ming heard from these discussions that Yang Laoliu, like Su's father, also died at the mouth of a monster when he went out to receive goods.
"This monster is really good at picking people off."