Su Ming's eyes kept passing through the crowd, trying to find someone who was acting suspiciously.
But in the end nothing was found.
However, the situation of Yang Laoliu's family is different from that of the Su family. Yang Laoliu's wife and children are both mortals, and it is impossible to keep the family property left by Yang Laoliu.
Although there is no evidence, Su Ming firmly believes that whoever benefits is the murderer.
"Next, it depends on who takes the initiative to take over the spoils."
Su Ming stood on the second floor and thought to himself.
However, Yang Laoliu's death also sounded the alarm for Su Ming, causing his excitement to cool down a little.
The crowds on the T-shaped street came and dispersed just as quickly.
Yang Laoliu was just a young monk at the fifth level of Qi training, and his death did not cause any waves in Qingshuifang City.
What's more, Yang Laoliu died outside Qingshuifang City, so it's even less likely that anyone would investigate the cause of his death.
"You must learn some Tao-protecting techniques early."
Walking on the streets of Dongfang District, Su Ming thought to himself.
In the two years since he came to this world, Su Ming has been studying the art of refining weapons. As for the art of protecting the Tao, he is just like his predecessor, he knows nothing.
"It's relatively safe in Fang City. If I leave Fang City, with my current strength, I won't even be as good as Yang Laoliu."
Su Ming thought to himself.
In a flash of thought, Huoyunfang has arrived.
Rent land for a fire room and refine weapons.
Another boring day passed, five hours later.
Su Ming once again dragged his tired body out of the underground fire room. There was already a first-order mid-grade cyan light sword in his storage bag.
"Another 10 spirit stones have arrived."
Thinking of this, Su Ming's fatigue seemed to dissipate.
Carrying the first-level mid-grade azure light sword in his arms, Su Ming rushed to the Immortal Treasure Building where the magical artifacts were sold yesterday.
Walking into Xianbao Tower on a familiar road, the store owner recognized Su Ming at a glance.
"Fellow Taoist, you are polite."
The store owner bowed his hand to Su Ming, "I wonder what you want to buy today?"
In front of the store owner, Su Ming took out the first-level mid-grade azure light sword and said, "Do you still accept this sword?"
When the shopkeeper saw the Azure Light Sword, his expression suddenly became serious. He raised his head, looked at Su Ming, and asked, "Fellow Taoist, is he a weapon refiner?"
Su Ming nodded: "I just learned how to refine a first-level mid-grade magic weapon. The success rate is not too high."
"It takes two days to refine a first-level medium-grade magic weapon. The success rate is not low. Fellow Taoist is too humble."
The store owner said politely and continued, "Don't you know your last name?"
"My surname is Su."
Su Ming said bluntly.
"Fellow Daoist Su, please forgive me for being presumptuous. I don't know whether the magic weapons that you will refine in the future can be exclusively used in my Immortal Treasure Tower."
Seeing Su Ming frowning, the store owner added, "Of course, in terms of price, I will never let fellow Taoists suffer."
"How much can you offer?"
Su Ming asked.
"If the quality of the first-level middle-grade magic weapons that fellow Taoists take out in the future is not lower than the one in your hand, I, the Immortal Treasure House, are willing to purchase them at a price of 11 spiritual stones each."
The store raised the price from 10 spirit stones yesterday to 11 spirit stones, a 10% increase in price.
Don't underestimate this percentage. If the two parties cooperate for a long time, this will be a considerable expense.
Originally, Su Ming had to spend about 3 spirit stones to refine a first-level mid-grade blue light sword, earning a net profit of 7 spirit stones. Now the net profit has reached 8 spirit stones.
On average, I earn 4 spiritual stones per day, and in a year, I can earn more than 1,000 spiritual stones.
Of course, this is the speed at which you make money under ideal conditions.
No matter how crazy Su Ming was, he couldn't continue to refine weapons like crazy all year round.
His body couldn't bear it.
In fact, after three consecutive days of high-intensity refining, Su Ming felt that his steps were a little sloppy.
If you continue to refine weapons at a high intensity, your cultivation foundation will inevitably be damaged.
After thinking for a moment, Su Ming nodded and agreed: "Okay, I wonder what you would call me?"
Hearing this, the store owner of Xianbaolou was overjoyed and introduced himself: "My surname is Chen, and my single name is Wang. If Taoist friends come to the store in the future and don't find me, they can find any of my store clerks."
Don't worry, fellow Taoist, I will explain this matter carefully."
The two reached a cooperation and everyone was happy.
Xianbao Tower has found a new supply channel, and Su Ming has no worries about sales of magical artifacts.
With the newly acquired 11 spirit stones in his arms, Su Ming strode out of the Immortal Treasure Tower.
With the newly recorded 11 spirit stones, plus the 5 remaining spirit stones from refining the Azure Light Sword today, Su Ming's net worth has risen to 16 spirit stones.
At this rate, he will soon be able to return to his net worth two years ago.
With the ability to earn spiritual stones, I also have a small amount of savings.
Su Ming inevitably had the urge to consume. In addition, he really needed to replenish his training resources.
In the past two years, in order to save spiritual stones for weapon refining, Su Ming did not even dare to buy spiritual rice.
He only relied on refining the thin spiritual energy in the air to practice every day, and his practice speed was very slow.
In fact, Su Ming's spiritual roots are not too bad. He has the three spiritual roots of gold, fire, and earth. Among all the monks in the Qi training period, he is considered to be the best.
However, he has been unable to break through to the fourth level of Qi training after two years of practice. This is because his training resources cannot keep up.
"Buy cultivation elixirs and the most important Tao-protecting spells!"
Su Ming thought of Yang Laoliu's death again, and his need for means of protecting the Tao was placed ahead of improving his cultivation.
If a monk in the Qi training period does not master some basic Tao-protecting techniques, even if he has a good level of cultivation, he will not be able to exert his due strength.
Su Ming is now able to refine a first-level low-grade magic weapon, but he cannot use it because he does not know how to dispel objects.
When he uses the Blue Light Sword now, he can only hold it with his hands like a common martial arts master and inject true energy into the sword body.
However, a monk who knows how to dispel objects can use a sword to hurt people. The two are not on the same level at all.
"You must learn the magic of protecting the Tao!"
Su Ming secretly made up his mind.
His current situation is different from his predecessor. Without Su's father's protection, he must master enough strength to survive in this cold world of immortal cultivation.
Walking out of Xianbao Tower, night has fallen.
The night market in Dongfang City is much more lively than that in Xifang District, with the shops and streets brightly lit.
As Su Ming walked on the street, he even had the illusion of going back to his previous life to visit the night market and commercial street.
After some inquiring, Su Ming finally found a shop selling exercises and spells.
Compared with other shops, there seem to be very few shops selling exercises and techniques in Qingshuifang City.
Su Ming had never heard of this kind of shop in Xifang District.
"Do you have a monopoly on practicing martial arts?"
Su Ming secretly guessed.
Compared with the stores Su Ming had visited before, the store in front of him seemed very cramped and cramped, even worse than his own D-shaped No. 19 store.
What's even more strange is that just after entering the night market, this shop is actually ready to close.
"The shopkeeper's."
Walking into the store, a stooped old man was clearing away the sundries in the store and preparing to close the business.
The old man turned his head when he heard the sound, and Su Ming was startled by his appearance.
Not only was this man skinny, he even had little muscle in his cheeks. It was like a skull wrapped in a layer of skin, which was very eye-catching.