Yunzhong City is located in the center of the five major sects. This kind of place is no less than the foot of the ancient imperial city. Anyone you meet is probably a disciple of one of the major sects, and everything is ridiculously expensive.
"Boss, how much does a steamed bun cost?" She swallowed her saliva, and after smelling the fragrance, she asked in an unsatisfied voice. You can't live without food until you build the foundation. The original body has only practiced the third level of qi, and there is still a long time before living without food.
"Three middle-grade spiritual stones."
Ye Qiao quickly calmed down and said, "Excuse me."
There are only one hundred middle-grade spiritual stones in the mustard bag. Not only do you have to eat, but you also have to stay in an inn. In this ridiculously expensive Yunzhong City, I'm afraid it will be spent in less than three days.
Ye Qiao finally understood why the original owner refused to go down the mountain even though he was in such misery.
Most people really can't afford to live this life after going down the mountain.
The most profitable professions in the world of cultivation are none other than talisman cultivators and alchemy cultivators. The Yue Qing Sect can be ranked among the five major sects. Apart from the talisman cultivators, what makes people eye-catching is their strong financial resources.
Ye Qiao casually grabbed a casual cultivator and asked if there was a place where he could buy langhao pens and talisman paper.
"It's available in the shop." The other party was very enthusiastic, "Are you a talisman cultivator?"
Fu cultivators and alchemy cultivators have high status in the world of cultivation. Ye Qiao shook his head, "No."
The original owner was a swordsman, and Ye Qiao had never drawn a talisman before, but it was not advisable to just sit back and lose everything, so he had to give it a try.
She was a real part-time worker in modern times. She not only designed but also modeled part-time. In the world of cultivation, she still couldn't escape the fate of working part-time.
Thanks to his profession, Ye Qiao has a photographic memory, and this body seems to have inherited this. He simply closed his eyes and recalled, and the Yue Qing Sect's talisman painting method was clearly remembered in his mind.
Because it was her first time to learn to draw talismans, she could only rely on her feelings and follow what the talisman book said, holding her breath and concentrating, and tentatively channeling her spiritual power into the Langhao brush.
As soon as the pen tip touched the spiritual paper, his consciousness felt a slight sting. Ye Qiao calmed down and vaguely understood that this was the first step in drawing the talisman.
Ye Qiao recalled how the talisman cultivators used to draw talismans in the memory of the original owner. Without hesitation, the complicated talisman patterns appeared on the paper. As the outline was completed, the movements in her hands became faster and faster until the last stroke was placed.
The spiritual paper glowed with golden light along its lines.
Ye Qiao couldn't help but hold her breath and stared at it for a few seconds.
As long as it doesn't burn, it's done.
Is it so easy to draw symbols?
As soon as this thought came to her mind, she felt something flowing down her nose the next second.
She lowered her head and touched the blood on her hand.
Ye Qiao: "..." Well, she was worrying too much.
As expected, drawing talismans is not something ordinary people can do.
Since she didn't feel any physical discomfort, and thinking of the mustard bag that was so poor, she simply continued to move around on the talisman paper with her magic pen.
After finishing seven paintings, she could no longer hold on and collapsed on the table and passed out.
This is the sequelae of overdraft of consciousness.
Ye Qiao fainted after finishing painting. When she woke up, she gritted her teeth and continued painting. Her diligent appearance made her burst into tears.
Is it love?
Is it responsibility?
neither.
It's poverty.
It is not unreasonable to say that poverty makes people progress.
Ye Qiao drew some of the lowest talismans, the wind talisman and the sleeping talisman.
She pinched it with her fingertips and tentatively attached the wind talisman to herself.
It is said that it can make people run very fast.
After Ye Qiao put it on, she felt it, and it seemed there was nothing special. She waited for a moment, and when there was still no movement, she realized that maybe it was a failure.
She was not disappointed either. After all, in the memory of the original owner, even a few direct disciples of the Yue Qing Sect would not have been able to succeed the first time.
Failure is normal.
Ye Qiao was just about to tear off the wind talisman and draw it again, but the next second he lost control of his steps and flew out like an arrow from a string.
She couldn't stop her legs at all, so she rushed forward and smashed into the wall of the inn.
Ye Qiao: "..."
The monk's body was much better than that of ordinary people. Even if he hit a hole in the wall, he didn't feel any pain. Ye Qiao got up from the ground with difficulty and looked at the expired wind talisman that fell on the ground.
Disrespect, disrespect, is this talisman cultivation?
In the end, under the glare of the innkeeper, Ye Qiao tearfully paid 20 spiritual stones to repair the wall.
After the sun went down, Ye Qiao took a few drawn talismans and went to the black market to resell them.
This is the largest black market in the world of cultivation. There are many people coming to this place to trade, and the prices range from high to low. She set the price at ten yuan for a mid-grade spirit stone per talisman, which is not expensive, and can even be called cheap.
But her cultivation level was so low that the monks passing by didn't even bother to look at her.
Ye Qiao waited eagerly at the stall for a long time and found that even the guy selling pornographic books next door had more business than her.
She continued to be patient, preparing to close the stall if no one came to visit her, so she changed her occupation to buy pornographic books.
Perhaps God took pity on her, and before anyone came to visit her, a young man fell from the sky and landed on her stall.
The young man in red stepped on the sword with his feet and landed lightly. He stepped on Ye Qiao's collapsed stall, but he was unaware and warned in a cold voice, "It is forbidden to draw swords under the feet of the five major sects."
The man who had been warned originally wanted to argue with this man, but when he caught a glimpse of the secret pattern on the young man's robe that was exclusive to his direct disciples, he was slightly frightened and decisively turned around and ran away.
very good.
A world where only Ye Qiao was injured has been achieved.
"Fellow Taoist, please move your feet." She said in a sincere tone, "You have stepped on my stall."
If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't beat him, Ye Qiao would have wanted to transform into a horse leader on the spot and grab his shoulders and roar, "Do you fucking know how difficult it is for me to set up a stall?"
The young man was stunned for a moment, and then he noticed that he seemed to have stepped on something. He quickly moved his feet away, saw the collapsed stall, and said hurriedly: "I'm sorry. Didn't it hurt you?"
"No." She said righteously, "But your behavior has seriously traumatized my soul."
The young man didn't expect her mind to be so fragile. Looking at Ye Qiao's serious look, he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, "Then can I give you some spiritual stones as compensation? Is one high-grade spiritual stone enough?"
Ye Qiao accepted his compensation very realistically and happily, bent down and picked up the talismans scattered on the ground, "I forgive you."
One high-grade stone is worth a hundred medium-grade spiritual stones.
This is a rich man. She sighed in her heart.
Mu Chongxi also hurriedly picked it up with her. When he saw a small stack of talisman papers, he couldn't help being surprised: "Are you a talisman cultivator?"
Ye Qiao gave a vague hum.
After she picked up the talisman, she found that there were many casual cultivators who came to watch the show around, and some people were talking openly in her ears.
"Looking at the clothes, he is a direct disciple of the Changming Sect, right?"
"That's right? He can wield a sword, and his cultivation level is at least Foundation Establishment or above. Apart from those few direct descendants, there should be no one else."
More and more people were joining in the fun, and the talisman held by Ye Qiao was also noticed by some casual cultivators.
The robes worn by Mu Chongxi as a direct disciple were too conspicuous, and Ye Qiao, who was standing with him, was naturally thought by passers-by that she was also a disciple of a large sect.
The casual cultivator, with some natural trust in the large sect, stepped forward and asked, "Little sister, what kind of talismans do you have here?"
"The sleeping talisman, and the wind talisman."
They are all low-level talismans, but they are still very useful for casual cultivators. After all, they do not have the protection of the sect and have traveled around for many years. There is no harm in carrying a few more talismans with them.
It's just that a talisman purchased through regular channels is extremely expensive, and some cheap talismans can easily be imitated by unscrupulous merchants to cheat money. Ye Qiao fell into Mu Chongxi's favor, and the talisman in his hand was robbed within a few minutes.
Empty.
This also made her more determined to join a sect.
"You're just going to leave like that?"
After collecting the spirit stones, Ye Qiao was about to close the stall and go back to the inn. When she heard Mu Chongxi's words, she couldn't help but feel confused: "Otherwise?"
Mu Chongxi was dumbfounded: "Don't you need me to compensate you?"
Ye Qiao: "Didn't you lose a spirit stone?"
Mu Chongxi: "But your heart is hurt."
Ye Qiao: "..." Where did Silly Baitian come from?
Or are the direct disciples of the Changming Sect all idiots?
Did he take what she said casually seriously?
Ye Qiao asked: "What is your name?"
Generally speaking, good-looking people definitely deserve to have names in novels. She was very curious about the identity of this silly Baitian in the novel about the heartthrob who cultivates immortality.
"Mu Chongxi."
Ye Qiao was slightly startled.
Don't tell me, she has actually heard of this name.
In the novel, isn't the resentful person who destroys his Taoism for the heroine called Mu Chongxi?
Her expression became complicated, from looking at the fool at first to pity.
The young man opened his eyes slightly, "What do you mean?"
Ye Qiao also realized that the pity in her eyes was too obvious. She coughed twice to cover up, not wanting to think about the plots of these useless novels.
"I heard them say that you are a direct disciple of the Changming Sect, so can you tell me how your outer disciples of the Changming Sect are treated?"
She now prefers to find a sect and live in a miserable state.
"Changming Sect?" Mu Chongxi looked slightly complicated when he mentioned his sect. Looking at Ye Qiao's thirsty eyes, he told the truth, "Our sect is quite poor. When I first joined the sect at the age of ten, every day
Eating steamed buns."
He is also a pampered young master at home. Mu Chongxi must be dissatisfied when he suddenly comes to such a poor sect.
"At that time, I felt that I had been deceived, so I secretly called my second and third senior brothers to prepare to escape from the Changming Sect together."
"Later the sect master saw it."
"He kept chasing us, and we lost one of our shoes while running."
Ye Qiao: "May I ask what the names of your second and third senior brothers are?"
"Xue Yu, Mingxuan."
Ye Qiao was silent for a moment.
fine.
All the supporting male characters and spare male characters in the novel are gathered together.
Moreover, Mu Chongxi said so sincerely that Ye Qiao had already figured it out in his head. The leader of the Changming Sect ran after him and shouted, "Xue Yu, Mingxuan, Mu Chongxi, I can't do it without you."
How to live!"
The image was so strong that Ye Qiao completely gave up the idea of going to the Changming Sect, "What about the Asking Sword Sect? Can they sleep and eat?" The best sect in the world, the treatment of the disciples should be good, right?
After seeing the astonishing prices in Yunzhong City, Ye Qiao now just wants to find a sect and live as an inconspicuous outer disciple.