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Chapter 100: Platinum Wang

The next morning, a group of people were playing and playing on the street.

Extremely lively.

When I asked, I found out that someone was getting married.

Unlike the newly opened border cities like Green River Fang, which are populated by sloppy cultivators, Luanluo City has been stable for hundreds of years except for the violent turmoil in the past year or two. Its customs are similar to those of the surrounding mortals, and it is even more common to marry a wife and have children.

.

Chen Li and Zhou Hong stood at the door and watched the excitement, with Zhou Hong showing envy.

"The bride is here!"

"The bride is here!"

A small flying boat about three or four meters long, covered with red silk, slowly flew closer from a distance. When the flying boat was stable, the groom, who was freshly dressed with blush on his face, came down first, smiled and bowed his hands to the surroundings.

After a while, he helped the bride wearing a red hijab walk down.

Countless pink petals were sprinkled on the head, and the musicians on both sides immediately changed the music to suit the occasion, and the music became more lively and festive.

"Old man Xu is bleeding heavily this time. He has many relatives in his family. I heard that there will be more than a dozen tables. This will bring a lot of money."

"I guess even three middle-grade spiritual stones can't defeat it!"

"Old man Xu comes from the Xu family of Zhuji. Although he has separated and established a family a long time ago, he is still related to that family, which is not comparable to that of a small family like me. Regardless of how much he spends, when the time comes

You can get a lot of your gift money back!”

"That's true. Which family does that girl belong to?"

"Not from here, seems to come from a secular family."

"How did you find this?"

Everyone's faces suddenly changed. When they looked at the bride again, they all looked like country people.

Chen Li was amused when he saw this. Even those who cultivated immortals were mostly common people. The Zhang family and the Li family were short-lived. They despised people's poverty and hated their happiness. It was no different from the previous life. This is ever-changing, but human nature remains unchanged!



As if she had been stimulated during the day, Zhou Hong worked extra hard tonight and used all kinds of methods to fight.

afterwards!

"When we have children, our weddings will be as grand as this." Zhou Hong, dripping with sweat, snuggled helplessly into Chen Li's arms and panted slightly.

"It will definitely be more beautiful than this!" Chen Li said. They were an old couple, so they didn't understand that they were hurt by the sight. They were stimulated, and then smiled: "I don't think we should wait until later. Why not choose a good and auspicious day to do it?"

We’ll make up for the wedding we haven’t held yet.”

There seemed to be a warm current surging in Zhou Hong's heart, and her eyes were foggy. However, although she was moved in her heart, she finally shook her head and said: "It's a joke for nothing. We have neither parents nor any elders."

, even if it’s done, it’s neither fish nor fowl, as long as you say this, I’ll be satisfied.”

Chen Li was naturally so happy. The wedding was too troublesome.

Not only is it expensive but also laborious.

Life was not the same after that.

It's just a form.

He changed the topic: "I haven't even asked your parents if they are still alive?"

"I don't know either. I have been living with my master and senior sister since I can remember.

If many old and lonely monks have no descendants, they will train a few apprentices to support their old age. This was the case with my master, but he treated me very well and treated me as his own. Later, my senior sister and I served my master

After he passed away, he started to venture out on his own." Zhou Hong wiped the corners of her eyes and said.

When Chen Li heard this, he couldn't help but think of his past life and felt sad.



"How can I sell this magic weapon?"

"This is a medium-grade magic weapon. You can take the two hundred and forty low-grade spiritual stones."

"This is too expensive. Your magic weapon is badly worn and has gaps. It almost destroyed the talisman array. Can you give me an honest price? Can you sell a hundred low-grade spiritual stones?"

"What, a hundred low-grade spiritual stones, you are so poor, I can only give you ten cheaper at most."



Chen Li spent a long time grinding.

It was with great difficulty that the price was reduced to two hundred and twenty-five pieces.

In the end, he left because he couldn't agree on the price.

He continued to visit other stalls, and when he saw a magical artifact, he immediately went up to ask about the price to learn about the latest market conditions. The price of this magical artifact has begun to recover significantly. More than a month ago, the price of medium-grade magical artifacts was generally between

Less than two hundred low-grade spiritual stones.

Nowadays, the minimum is 200 and up.

The price has increased by more than 10%.

The same is true in the magic weapon shop.

However, this is obviously just the beginning, and it is still far from the normal price.

At this time there was a commotion in the crowd.

"He is an inner disciple of Changsheng Sect." Someone whispered.

Chen Li looked up.

I saw a group of three people, two men and one woman walking towards each other, chatting and laughing. Wherever they passed, people around them politely avoided them.

These three people were wearing lake blue robes, and each looked to be around twenty years old.

The man is heroic and the woman is delicate and charming. They stand out from the crowd when walking in the market. When they look at the monks around them, they all have a hint of condescending arrogance, intentionally or unintentionally.

"Sect disciple..."

Chen Li felt a trace of envy in his heart: "I wonder what the strength of these people is?"

"I think he should be much stronger than casual cultivators of the same level!"

To be able to become an inner disciple of the Changsheng Sect, each one is a foundation-building seed selected from a thousand, with extraordinary talent, coupled with a systematic education in cultivating immortals, which is far beyond the ability of a random cultivator without any sect.

The three of them were browsing the stalls.

The two male cultivators were obviously pursuing the female cultivator, and their expressions were full of groveling attempts to please her. However, the female cultivator was obviously a little indifferent, sometimes she pursed her lips and smiled, sometimes she responded, as proud as a white cat.

swan.

"Oh, it's great to be young!"

Chen Li glanced at it from a distance and left quickly.



Over the past month, Chen Li has been digging for the basement shelter.

Mining is actually very efficient.

With one traction spell, seven or eight square meters of earth and rocks can be dug out.

The trouble is dealing with the gravel.

The entire project required a total of about 700 square meters of earth and stone to be excavated. If spread evenly in the yard, the total size of the yard would be just over 300 square meters, and the pile would be 2.33333 meters high.

It has almost reached the height of the courtyard wall.

To cover my ears and eyes,

Chen Li had to secretly move the rubble.

Every day just to throw the gravel into a remote place, I have to run back and forth 21 times in the morning, noon and evening, change the position six or seven times, and change the position seven or eight times.

As for what luck to use?

Naturally it’s a storage bag.

Convenient, fast and concealed.

Countless advantages.

The only drawback is the size of the space.

The capacity is only one side.

Of course, as long as you have money, this shortcoming is no longer a shortcoming.

Chen Li had already visited the store.

The five-square storage bag with the largest capacity in the Luanluocheng Changsheng Clan Artifact Store.

Just three...high-grade spiritual stones.

Three-way storage bags are even cheaper.

Only two high-grade spiritual stones are needed.

If he sells all the purchased magic weapons and makes a profit of more than 50%, he can barely afford this price...



Late one night a few days later.

There was a "crash" sound.

The passage leading to the mountainside was finally dug through the rocks by Chen Li. There was a thick layer of snow outside, and a chill came over the ground.

He leaned his ear against the hole and listened intently for a while.

The howling of the cold wind outside was like the howling of ghosts and wolves.

But other than that, there was no other movement.

After waiting for a few more minutes, he dug through the snow, carefully drilled out of the passage, and looked around vigilantly. There was heavy snow outside, the sky was dark, and everywhere he could see were dense trees and deep trees.

Snow on thighs.

In fact, this passage could have been opened a few days ago, we just had to wait for the snow to fall.

Heavy snow can cover up most of the traces, and monks will not go out late at night in such weather to reduce the chance of being discovered at the entrance of the cave. Although doing so may seem a bit too cautious, there is no big deal if you are careful.

Since we can do better, why not do it?

Chen Li walked to a place far away from the cave entrance and used traction skills to sweep away the snow and soil on the surface. He soon found a large piece of rock. He looked around, took out his flying sword, and started cutting.

Soon I got a huge boulder about two meters in diameter.

This stone cannot be used directly.

There are traces of cuts from flying swords everywhere on it. It doesn't look natural enough at first glance and needs to be polished. At this time, Tiger Balm's traction technique is used again. The mana of the traction technique turns into an air hammer and continuously hits the boulder.

A large amount of gravel and stone powder fell rustlingly.

Thanks to the refinement and refinement of the traction technique, there will soon be no traces of "artificiality" anymore.

Then, he used traction techniques to cover the exposed rock with soil and snow again.

After doing all this, he walked to the boulder and used the power of traction to pick up the boulder.

He couldn't help but groan, his face turned red, and veins popped out on his neck.

The boulder weighed five or six tons. Even with the help of the traction technique, which greatly reduced the weight, he still almost lost his waist. He stabilized his body and then walked hard to the entrance of the cave. When he lowered the rock, his hands and feet were out of control.

started to tremble.

"It should be made smaller." Chen Li held his waist and thought to himself.

I didn't dare to rest much.

The sky is getting brighter soon.

He quickly took care of the disguise at the entrance of the cave, jumped on the flying sword, activated his spiritual power, braved the heavy snow in the sky, and left the place without looking back.



The shelter is built and the escape route is completed.

Chen Li felt as if a big stone had been put down in his heart, and he became much lighter, feeling a strong sense of security.

Of course, there is only one escape route now, and it is not safe yet. However, he still needs to think carefully about where to place the exit of the second passage. The exit must be both hidden and safe, and cannot be the same as the first one.

Not too far yet.

Fortunately there is no rush!

You can choose slowly.

Feijian landed at the city gate and walked home quickly.



Just finished breakfast.

Someone came to visit me.

This is an old cultivator who looks strange.

His hair was gray and dry, and he was almost skinny. He looked like a skeleton. Chen Li had never seen such a thin person.

"Fellow Taoist, there is no need to be nervous. This strange appearance now is caused by evil spirits. Although I luckily escaped with my life, my vitality has been severely damaged. I just came back last night. I saw a new Taoist friend moving nearby this morning, so I wanted to come here."

Come visit and get acquainted." The old cultivator said with a wry smile, his figure trembling.

There was no one in the house on the left, and Chen Li didn't expect it to be this one.

"I see. I didn't expect fellow Taoist to go through such a dangerous situation. I was too abrupt." He let go of the hilt of his sword and quickly handed over his hand to apologize: "I wonder what kind of evil spirit I encountered that is so terrifying?"

"Oh, I didn't know what I encountered, so I just ran away!" The old cultivator sighed, with a scared look on his face: "After escaping from the danger, it will look like this!"

Through small talk, Chen Li learned that this old cultivator's surname was Bai Jinwang. According to what he said, he usually made a living by taking on guard tasks from various places, similar to a bounty hunter.

This business is not easy to do. On the one hand, you have to travel around and work hard. On the other hand, it is extremely dangerous. Although the income is quite good, it is almost a life-threatening gamble. He has never dealt with evil spirits and the like.

Little, but this time we encountered a dangerous situation.

At that time, including him, there were five people who went, but in the end only he came back.

Looking at his appearance, Chen Li thought he was seventy or eighty years old, but when asked, he was only forty or eighty, a few years older than him. He was in middle age, and his cultivation level was as high as the ninth level of Qi training, and he was only two steps away from foundation building.

far away.

The reason why he has become so old is because he encountered evil spirits.

"Oh, I originally had some extravagant thoughts about foundation building. I have been preparing for this for these years, but now I have no thoughts at all. It's all fate." Bai Jinwang sighed faintly, arched his hands and said:

"I still need fellow Taoists to take care of me in the future."

"Fellow Taoist, you are serious!" Chen Li comforted politely: "As long as you take good care of your body, you may not have no opportunities in the future!"

Bai Jinwang shook his head: "This time the foundation has been damaged, so what hope is there?"

Send away the faltering Platinum Queen.

Chen Li returned to the house.

"Who is here? It looks weird." Zhou Hong asked while wiping the table.

"The neighbor on the left has encountered an evil spirit!" Chen Li shook his head and said.

"So serious!" Zhou Hong's face changed.

"Yes!" Chen Li sighed.

A monk at the ninth level of qi training would end up like this every time.

Fortunately, as long as you don't go out and wander around, you can still guarantee safety if you stay in Luanluo City. With the Changsheng Sect and the six major foundation-building families here, even if the sky falls, there will still be tall people to hold it up.

Because of what happened next door.

Chen Li entered the talisman-making room and once again drew the talisman to ward off evil spirits.

He picked up the pen and drew twelve pictures in one breath, and none of them failed. He picked up a talisman and looked at it carefully. It was already a proficient level evil talisman. The shape and drawing method had changed slightly compared to the original.

The understanding of it is also gradually deepening.

"It seems that just like spells, the power of talismans will become more and more powerful after reaching the proficiency level."

Wait for the blood ink to dry.

Chen Li took a Qi-tonifying pill and let him recover his spiritual power. He put away the talismans and walked out. He told Zhou Hong: "Put these talismans in various corners of the house first, just in case. Wait for a few days."

I’ll draw a few more pictures.”

Zhou Hong took the talisman in a funny way and rolled her eyes at him: "I know!"

"Be careful and nothing serious happens! Safety first." Chen Li glared at her.

People in this world are sometimes a little silly and bold.

You only have one life, why not be cautious?

Just like the old cultivator next door...the middle-aged cultivator, if he had bought more evil-destroying talismans, such as a hundred of them, and kept them on his body for self-defense, it might have been a different outcome.

One hundred pieces only amount to less than thirty middle-grade spiritual stones.

For a person at the ninth level of Qi training, these spiritual stones should be no problem... right?


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