Chapter 7 Poverty Limits Your Imagination

Zheng Yue came to the fifth carriage, and there was no one here.

He took his suitcase and stepped out of the train.

And what he is about to face is naturally the city that cultivators often go to, the cultivation city.

It is also a Xiuzhen school.

Xiuzhen City is on a huge island, and it is no smaller than other cities.

There are four areas: east, west, north and south.

And the area where Zheng Yue is now located is the Eastern District.

In fact, there is not much difference between the four areas, anyway, they can all live and buy things.

Including part-time jobs.

And geniuses and the like, there is not much of a gathering point.

If there is, it's a dormitory.

Well, most of them are still dormitories.

After all, it's tied to your wallet.

It's not that you're genius that makes you rich.

But it's true that geniuses come to make money quickly, Zheng Yue really did everything for a little spirit stone in his last life.

It's hard.

Because he's not a genius.

But he was happy that he had earned it.

With a smile, Zheng Yue didn't think about it anymore.

Then he left the station.

The candidate has a special channel, and he does not have an admission ticket this time, so he can only go through the normal channel.

"The exam will start tomorrow, do you want to take it?" After leaving the station, Zheng Yue couldn't help but mutter.

This decision directly changed his future path, and if not, then it was an unfamiliar path.

And if he continues to be a student, he will be able to find a path that is most suitable for students.

But what's interesting?

"It's boring. Zheng Yue smiled and pulled his suitcase away.

He never thought that he didn't have an admission ticket, because he knew that if he wanted to go to a real school, he would have a way to get in.

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What he had to do now was to find a place to live, then buy some things with spirit stones, and then successfully become a first-order cultivator.

Cultivating the truth is not an easy task, from an ordinary person to a cultivator, the most basic thing is the change of the body.

If the body is tough enough, you can introduce aura and become a first-order cultivator.

Each level of the cultivation realm has seven sub-realms.

Numbers are 1.1 to 1.7.

The first order is only a physical enhancement, and it is not too special, and the second order can really effectively control the aura and start casting spells.

From the third order, the whole body aura can be mobilized, and there is a qualitative breakthrough in the physical body and magic.

The fourth order is even more so, which can start the Imperial Artifact, as well as the flight of the Imperial Sword.

Of course, some people can start flying with their edges at the third order, and the most common is sword cultivation.

The fifth-order condensation transformation can cast powerful spells, and it will not be possible to graduate at that time.

The fifth order can be said to be a strong party.

Oh, Xiuzhen School, it's not something that can be graduated in four years, four years is not enough at all.

After all, cultivators have a long life.

And now what Zheng Yue has to do is to skip the basic exercise before the first order, and he wants to directly become the first order.

Although painful, although the risk is not small.

But he wasn't worried.

After all, the risk is for someone else, and he doesn't care.

He still has this confidence.

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Zheng Yue walked down the street with his suitcase, he hadn't been back here for too long, and he had to forget the distribution of the streets.

Fortunately, after two more rounds, I found a spiritual medicine store.

Zheng Yue came to the front of the spiritual medicine store and found that it was not big, similar to a flower shop, full of elixirs that were being planted.

Zheng Yue walked in and saw a fairy in his twenties, well, it should be a cultivator.

A large part of the Xiuzhen City is full of cultivators, and ordinary people are still a minority.

"What do you need?" the fairy asked, smiling.

Zheng Yue didn't know if she was the owner of the place, but this kind of small shop was usually opened by themselves.

"I'll see for myself. "There is a price tag here, which needs no introduction.

The fairy who was suspected of being the boss nodded with a smile, and did not hinder Zheng Yue.

Zheng Yue looked around, and soon he found some elixirs he wanted, but there was one thing that made him a little distressed.

There is not enough money.

He thought that a three-grade should be enough, but it seemed that he was underestimating the price at this time.

It's a pity to say that he knows a lot of elixirs, but it's really a bit difficult to ask him about the price.

He didn't have any money in the early stage, he didn't know much about it, and he basically didn't need to buy these in the later stage, which brought him a blind spot.

And subconsciously, he always thinks that these things should be cheap.

After all, there are a lot of three products.

However, it feels like a drop in the bucket.

While Zheng Yue was thinking, the fairy just now suddenly shouted: "Xiaoyang, hurry, come out quickly, the red sandalwood is going to wither." ”

Rosewood?

The main medicine for refining second-order elixirs is mainly used to improve cultivation.

Zheng Yue's mind flashed the simple effect of red sandalwood.

At this time, a young man's angry voice suddenly came from the back room: "Yang Xiaoling, you are messing with my elixir again, I said that if you want us to starve to death on the streets, you will continue to move."

You mean you're not going to eat, are you?"

Soon a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy rushed out of it, not to mention how angry he was.

It's like you've bumped into a pig teammate.

"Hey, I'm your sister anyway, and it's really not me this time. Yang Xiaoling immediately refuted.

It's not her fault, she doesn't admit it, so she doesn't want to suffer this kind of grievance.

Yang Xiaoyang glared at his sister and said, "If it weren't for my sister, you would be on the streets." ”

Yang Xiaoling said confidently: "Your sister is not ugly, and she will not live on the street if she finds someone to marry." ”

Yang Xiaoyang: "......"

He had nothing to say.

In the end, he came to the red sandalwood lace that was in trouble, and it was better to save the elixir as soon as possible if he quarreled.

This elixir is still very valuable.

It's just that he looked at it for a while, and his brows furrowed.

Yang Xiaoling said on the side: "What's the matter? Isn't it serious? I don't have this ability to break it, right?"

Yang Xiaoyang was in a complicated mood, and finally gritted his teeth and nodded: "Yes, I didn't find out the reason." ”

"It's not rosewood. Zheng Yue's voice suddenly rang out.

This frightened their siblings.

Yang Xiaoling forgot that there was another person in the store.

After listening to Zheng Yue's words, Yang Xiaoling immediately asked, "Isn't it red sandalwood?"

Yang Xiaoyang frowned and questioned, "Are you an ordinary person?"

An ordinary person says that he understands elixir, who believes it?

Anyway, Yang Xiaoyang didn't believe it.

Zheng Yue didn't care, of course, he didn't intend to answer Yang Xiaoyang's question, but said: "It's not right to say that it's a red sandalwood, it's a mutated red sandalwood, and its value is a hundred times, or even a thousand times, more than the red sandalwood." ”