Chen Li was playing with the middle-grade spiritual stone that was obviously more crystal clear than other spiritual stones.
Some can't put it down.
One middle-grade spiritual stone is equal to one hundred low-grade spiritual stones.
Even more than that.
As far as he knew, with the current market conditions, he could even exchange for one hundred and two low-grade spiritual stones.
Plus the one I already had on hand.
His wealth suddenly reached one hundred and twenty-three spiritual stones.
This is undoubtedly a huge sum of money.
It can be used to pay rent for ten years!
If you use it to buy spiritual rice, you can buy one thousand two hundred and thirty kilograms!
In the future, even if there is no income from the evil amulet, it will be enough to live comfortably for two years.
After playing with it for a while, Chen Li put down the middle-grade spirit stone, picked up paper and pen, and couldn't help but think about how to go shopping.
Keep the middle-grade spiritual stones for now, and spend all the remaining twenty-one low-grade spiritual stones to improve your life.
"I have to buy a new set of clothes, and there is already a hole in my elbow. I also have to buy a new set of toiletries, bedding, etc. Although the body is the same, I use psychological isolation.
I also need to buy a few pairs of shoes. I ran a lot when I went to the wild last time and the soles were almost worn out."
Chen Li paused with his pen, thought for a while, and then wrote 'amulant' and 'light body amulet'.
This world is too dangerous. These two talismans are just in case, to be used when encountering danger. Anyway, if you don't use them, you can sell them again, which is an extra layer of insurance for yourself.
"Toot! Toot! Toot!"
At this time there was a knock on the door.
'Who is this!'
The knock on the door was obviously not like the style of Zhou Hong, the neighbor next door, nor was it like the old gambler Xiu Xiu.
Speaking of which, I haven't seen that gambler since he played a trick last time. He couldn't be... dead, right?
"Who is it? It's coming, it's coming!" Chen Li stood up vigilantly and prepared to open the door.
"I'm your new neighbor. I'm here to meet fellow Taoists. Please forgive me if I've been offended."
The sound is crisp and sweet, like sound coming from an empty valley.
Chen Li was startled when he heard this. His words didn't sound like the style of a casual cultivator in a shanty town.
So polite.
After just two steps, he ran back and hurriedly put away the spiritual stones.
Wealth should not be revealed in vain.
After stuffing the money bag into a hidden place, he went over and opened the door.
Standing outside the door was a young female nun, who looked to be about twenty-four or five years old. She was wearing a bright red robe, with a simple bun on her head. She had sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, and was very handsome.
Although there was a decent smile at the corner of his mouth, there was no sense of intimacy at all. Instead, he had a sharp temperament.
Chen Li didn't dare to neglect and quickly handed it over to see him.
After informing each other of their names, the other party politely presented them with a bottle of Qi-Building Pill, and then left neatly.
Chen Li watched the other party return home with a smile before turning around and entering the house.
Looking at the bottle of 'Qi-Building Pill' in my hand
"I remember that the Qi-Building Pill in Fangshi should be worth ten spiritual stones in a bottle."
"How proud!"
Chen Li couldn't help but frown slightly.
"This man is obviously not a casual cultivator. Why are he in such a dirty place?"
This place is almost a slum among immortal cultivators, with dragons and snakes mixed in, and everyone is there.
It was fine during the day, but Chen Li didn't dare to go out at night. Many times when he was walking on the road to Fangshi, he could see wet blood stains.
Such a character is out of place here.
"Forget it, why do you care so much? It's none of your own business." He shook his head.
"As for this bottle of Qi-Building Pill, I'll sell it tomorrow and return the gift later depending on the situation."
He doesn't want to take drugs.
I can't even afford it.
A bottle of elixir contains ten qi-replenishing elixirs, each of which is worth a low-grade spiritual stone, which is beyond the reach of ordinary people.
If you use the Qi-Building Pill to assist your practice, even if you draw talisman every day, plus all the savings you have on hand, it will be exhausted in less than half a year, so you might as well work harder on your own.
…
The next day, he went to the market to sell goods and purchase goods.
Next, a month.
Chen Li couldn't hear what was going on outside the window.
Work hard every day to practice various skills.
Sometimes learning skills can become really addictive.
Especially watching each skill jump up little by little, I feel an inexplicable sense of motivation and accomplishment.
Whenever I have free time, I can't help but want to practice.
As he practiced swordsmanship, his body became stronger and his appetite increased.
In order to prevent his body from being depleted, he began to buy monster meat in large quantities. Coupled with the doubled spiritual rice consumption, his monthly expenses for food alone exceeded ten spiritual stones.
Fortunately, as the proficiency of the evil-repelling talisman increases, the success rate gradually rises to 50%. Coupled with the eight spiritual stones from the Qi-Building Pill sold last time, it can barely break even.
During this period, the shanty towns became increasingly lively.
There were many unfamiliar faces, and the usually deserted streets were now a bit more noisy.
This made Chen Li wary.
Apparently something happened that he didn't know about.
…
"Fellow Daoist Gao, don't you even know?"
In the evening, while Gao Bo and Zhou Hong were at home, Chen Li paid a visit with a few unsold 'guiding signs' as gifts.
Gao Bo shook his head and said solemnly: "These are obviously not casual cultivators. I also inquired specifically and found out everything I could say. But I guess they were mostly prevarications. But one thing is certain, these people are not the same."
A sect.”
Each sect has its own temperament, which is determined by the techniques and the style of the sect. Experienced casual cultivators can often tell what sect the other person is by just looking at their temperament.
"Do you think it will affect us?" Chen Li asked, this was his concern.
"Even if a sect war breaks out, as long as you don't join in the fun, what danger will there be?" Zhou Hong on the side interrupted, her eyes dodging as she spoke, not daring to look at him.
Apparently it was a sequelae of the last time I gave him a hairpin.
"Wait..." Gao Bo seemed to think of something, frowned and thought hard, and then asked Zhou Hong: "The ancestor of the Golden Pill of the Immortality Sect will live a long life this year?"
"You forgot, we just celebrated our 600th birthday ten years ago." Zhou Hong seemed to understand: "You mean?"
Chen Li was confused when he heard this.
I was still secretly shocked.
Living for six hundred years, six centuries, is equivalent to living from the Ming Dynasty to the twenty-first century.
He couldn't even imagine it.
How to live like this?
The next moment, Gao Bo solemnly took out a silent note to activate, and waited for the faint light of the spell to cover the surroundings, then lowered his voice: "The golden elixir has a limit of 800, but there are almost no people who can successfully live to this lifespan.
No, generally the Jindan Patriarch’s 600th anniversary is approaching his end. Maybe something happened to this Patriarch during this period.”
"Ah, what about us?"
"Just wait and see what happens. It's just that this land has changed its owner. You can still live the same way you usually do." Gao Bo said.
…
Ten minutes later.
Chen Li returned home worried and couldn't calm down for a long time.
"We must continue the field trial."
Although the 'armed coup' will not affect the civilians at the bottom, it may cause accidental injuries. This place will soon become a place of right and wrong. What if... He doesn't want to put his life on misty luck and the kindness of the superiors.