"But, where did he get so much money?" Ding Yanfei was even more puzzled in her heart. Although she didn't know that Fang Tianyou was born in the Fang family, one of the five major families in China, she also heard that his background was not simple, and he was an abandoned son who was kicked out of the house by a wealthy family surnamed Fang.

It is said that after the wealthy family drove Fang Tianyou to Huyang University, they paid all the tuition fees during the university at one time, and never took care of Fang Tianyou again. Fang Tianyou has been living on the 300 yuan poverty relief money that the school sends to the campus card every month. The rich second-generation young master actually relied on the school's poverty relief, which has to be said to be a great irony.

"But how could he suddenly have so much money? Could it be his family's ......" Ding Yanfei felt more and more that her previous party was God-blessed, and her understanding of his family was too superficial.

While thinking wildly, a rush of footsteps sounded behind him, and when Ding Yanfei looked back, she found that Dean Yang was walking towards her with the rich couple.

"Classmate Ding Yanfei, right? That, the young man who saved people just now, is it your boyfriend?" Dean Yang asked in a tone that was as kind as possible, almost flattering.

"He's, he's my alumnus, not my boyfriend. Ding Yanfei's face flushed slightly when Dean Yang asked this.

"Is he also a student, and where has he been now?" asked Li Caiping nervously.

"I don't know. Ding Yanfei replied angrily, she hated this arrogant and arrogant lady.

"Ding Yanfei, we know that we had a misunderstanding before. My wife has offended you, and we already know that it is wrong. We looked for the male classmate just now, and we didn't mean it, we just wanted to ask him for a favor. Zhang Li said in a sincere Chinese tone.

"Help, do you want to find him to treat your son?" Ding Yanfei is not a fool, the three people in front of her are so eager to find Fang Tianyou, it must be because of the boy who is lying on the hospital bed.

"Yes, yes, yes, if he has a way to wake up your grandfather, maybe he can save my son. Even if he can't do it, what about the master behind him, classmate, tell me quickly, where did he go?" Zhang Liguo pleaded again.

"Classmate, I already know I'm wrong. As long as he agrees to heal my son, I am willing to kneel down and apologize to you, I can't live without my son!" Li Caiping said in a tone that really brought crying.

"But I really don't know where he went. His name is Fang Tianyou, you may be able to find him at Huyang University. Ding Yanfei was kind-hearted after all, and when she saw that the other party's tone was sincere, she softened.

Walking out of Huyang City People's Hospital, Fang Tianyou was not in a hurry to go back to school, but decided to find a place to practice for a while.

He has just been reincarnated, he doesn't know much about this new world, and he has provoked a lot of people, and Zhenyuan is the only guarantee for his survival.

In order to save Ding Yanfei's grandfather just now, Fang Tianyou exhausted his true yuan, which made him suddenly lose his sense of security. So I was eager to bring the True Yuan cultivation back.

Eventually, he found a secluded corner in a nearby park and began to cultivate.

The cultivation of the "Hongmeng Immortal Sutra" does not pay attention to the form, it can be practiced by walking, standing or even lying down, and once it is operated, the speed of absorbing the aura of heaven and earth is quite amazing.

It's a pity that the aura of heaven and earth on the earth is too thin, Fang Tianyou feels that he is now absorbing the aura of heaven and earth with the "Hongmeng Immortal Sutra", and he is really using a cattle slaughtering knife to kill chickens, which is more than enough.

It's just that if you cultivate like this, it will be difficult to improve the realm, and you don't know when you will be able to use the Dao Divine Power, in order to increase the means of self-preservation, Fang Tianyou decided to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth while cultivating, and practice the previous secular martial arts.

Among the martial arts known to Fang Tianyou, the most practical ones are "Dragon Snatcher" and "Ascending Steps". One exercises hands, one exercises feet, the two cooperate, and the enemy is both offensive and defensive, flexible and free.

So Fang Tianyou cultivated in a secluded corner of the park. While running the "Hongmeng Immortal Sutra" to absorb the aura of heaven and earth, while practicing the dragon snatcher and the steps of ascending to the sky.

Nearly two hours later, Fang Tianyou felt that some true yuan had recovered in his body, and he was basically proficient in dragon snatching hands and ascending steps, and his stomach was already rumbling with hunger, so he left the park and went to buy some food to fill his stomach.

When paying the bill, Fang Tianyou realized that he had a bag of Huaxia coins that was originally bulging, and now there were only more than ten left, and he couldn't help but show a wry smile.

The money extorted from Huang Baiwang and others was only more than 10,000 yuan in total, and after giving Ding Yanfei 10,000 yuan, Fang Tianyou himself only had 1,000 yuan left. But who made himself agree to the host to help him settle his grievances?

Ding Yanfei was kind to herself, so Fang Tianyou couldn't help but help. Although Grandpa Ding woke up, his body was very weak, and he was old, and his basic energy was unstable, so he had to be hospitalized to recuperate, otherwise if he fell ill again, he was afraid that it would be even more difficult to treat.

Of course, if he is not hospitalized, Fang Tianyou will also have a way to take care of Grandpa Ding. It's just that Fang Tianyou doesn't want to expose too many of his secrets.

Moreover, his conditioning method also requires a lot of precious medicinal materials, and it also takes a lot of money to buy those medicinal materials, and he does not have a lot of money in his hands now.

"Saved his grandfather's life, and sent 10,000 Huaxia coins, and we can be regarded as two clears. But then, I'm going to have to figure out how to make money. In addition to the basic survival needs, various cultivation resources also need a lot of money to support. While eating a fast food box lunch, Fang Tianyou was thinking in his heart.

When he thought of making money, Fang Tianyou's first thought was naturally his own spell technique. I think that when he was in the world of cultivating immortals, he was honored as Emperor Fu, which was not a wasted name, any talisman seal was a priceless superlative. It's a pity that Fang Tianyou is only a first-order qi cultivation now, and he can't make such a powerful talisman seal at all.

"It's not good to make high-level rune seals, it's good to draw some low-level rune seals and sell them for some money first!" Now that he had made up his mind, Fang Tianyou hurriedly took a few bites of food, and asked passers-by where to buy things like rune paper and cinnabar.

Modern urbanites don't seem to know much about rune paper and the like, and they are not interested, Fang Tianyou asked many people, only to hear a clue, there should be a shop that buys and sells rune paper in the old street in the east of the city.

It's just that it's quite far from the city hospital, so Fang Tianyou had to take a taxi.

There is indeed an old street in the eastern suburbs of Huyang City. This old street used to be a bazaar, but in the past ten years, the urban construction of Huyang City has accelerated, and high-rise buildings have risen from the ground, and this suburban street has gradually declined, and now it has been transformed into an antique market.

Therefore, some people also call this old street an antique street, there are some regular shops on both sides of the street, and some people have set up stalls with a layer of plastic film on the ground.

The things sold here are also strange, bronze, ancient money, broken bowls, rotten jars, compasses, strange stones, ornaments, everything, it is dazzling.

When Fang Tianyou arrived at the antique street, there were already many people on the street, they were strolling around in twos and threes, and some were talking to the stall owners in groups of four or five in front of the stalls.

When he first walked into the antique street, Fang Tianyou was still a little curious about the things on the stall, and after a few glances, he gradually lost interest. As an immortal cultivator, Fang Tianyou has a sense of heaven and earth energy that surpasses that of mortals, and these objects do not have a trace of aura, they can only be used as decorations, how can Fang Tianyou, who is used to seeing magic weapons and spiritual treasures, be interested in these ordinary items.

And with his experience in his previous life, coupled with his keen observation, Fang Tianyou could see at a glance that these things were all modern imitations of a short year.

Fortunately, the purpose of his coming here was not to buy any antiques, otherwise he would have turned around and left.

After inquiring all the way, Fang Tianyou finally found a grocery store selling paper money, dead utensils, and sacrifices in the middle of the antique street. The shop is not big, only two small storefronts, but things are quite mixed.

"Boss, are there any tools for drawing talismans for sale here?" Fang Tianyou walked into the store and asked.

"Our boss Hu is in the backyard, and I'm just a temporary guy in the store," replied a man in his thirties in the store, "Looking at your appearance as a student, do you know how to draw talismans?"

"A little. Fang Tianyou said modestly.

"Rune paper, wolf pen, cinnabar, and heavenly master inkstone, all of them are available in the store. The shopkeeper said, taking out all four things. Fang Tianyou looked at it, the rune paper was the most ordinary yellow paper, and the so-called Heavenly Master inkstone was also an ordinary black stone inkstone.

There are only these varieties in the store, and Fang Tianyou has nothing to choose. Once I had bought enough talismans, I bought another backpack to carry everything on my back.

"I'm telling you, you're here at a good time. Our boss Hu happened to invite the Hannan metaphysical circles, the famous Changchun real people and the Zen master of the abstinence to come to communicate. I'm now instructing metaphysical juniors to draw talismans in the backyard of the store. Since you're also a fellow believer, you might as well go in and have a look. The shopkeeper said enthusiastically.