Ye Sangyu pretended to be a spirit stone, thinking that she had won a lot of wealth, and she was very happy, but when she walked on the street, she found that everyone was far away from her, as if she was some dirty thing, it was a child who looked young, and they all grimaced at her with disgust, she didn't know so she looked up, and then she found that something was wrong. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

It seems that there is not a single casual cultivator on this street except her, but in the memory of the monk, there are hundreds of poor families living in Xicheng. "Hey! Little lady loose cultivation, this way, this way. Someone in the corner whispered to her.

Ye Sangyu walked over in response, but was pulled up by the man in the dark alley, Ye Sangyu's whole body became nervous, could it be that this person was not good for her, the man pulled her, looked at the street again, and saw that the road was flowing again, so he let go of the hand holding Ye Sangyu.

"You little lady, how dare you walk on the bright road." The two distanced themselves, and Ye Sangyu realized that the person who held her was a middle-aged uncle-like casual cultivator.

He is exactly the same as his current dress, but his cultivation has reached the sixth layer of the enlightenment period, "Let's disperse the protection of the city lord to enter and exit Donghai City, in private, in order not to cause trouble for the city lord, no one dares to take the big road during the day, why are you so ignorant?" "The uncle saw that Ye Sangyu was young, and thought she was a junior who ran out to play.

"I'm ......" Before Ye Sangyu could say anything, the uncle turned around and left.

Ye Sangyu recalled it and found that this was really the case, except for entering the store, the scattered immortals of Donghai City really didn't take the main road, and as soon as they left the store, they drilled into the small alley, like a mouse that was afraid of people.

"I didn't expect the status of casual cultivation to be so low." Ye Sangyu shook her head, her cultivation was low, and she was wearing casual cultivation clothes, so she had to be even more low-key.

Shuttling through the labyrinthine alleys, Ye Sangyu finally came to the West City, the West City of Donghai City is the residence of the city lord specially for the scattered cultivators, here was originally a large vacant land, used for animal breeding, and later the animal farm moved away, which was vacated for the casual cultivators to live, so this house is built by itself, there are all kinds of things, there are many people and small land, as simple as a shack, and the house is next to the house.

This monk's house is crowded in it, it is a place with a courtyard with a total of ten square meters, the courtyard door here is not locked, all of them are hung under the eaves of the gate with a kind of lock charm, this lock charm is the same as the door lock, the monk needs to enter the spiritual power to open the door according to the input method that was enough to buy at the beginning, don't look at the door of this house is very simple, if the spiritual power input is not right, you really can't enter.

Ye Sangyu tried to push the wooden door, but was blocked by an invisible force, it seems that this lock charm also has a certain defensive ability. She stood here like this, and the residents here also saw it, "Who are you, what are you doing standing in front of Liu Yidan's house?" Someone asked out loud.

Ye Sangyu smiled, "Liu Yidan made a fortune in the Ten Thousand Beasts Forest and left, and before leaving, he sold the outfit and this house he replaced to me. ”

"Oh, that's right, new neighbor."

This monk is not a good person, the neighbors don't like him very much, and when he saw Ye Sangyu, he was just curious, and it was not strange to see that the house had changed owners, and it was normal for him to have a large amount of mobility in casual cultivation.

The people in the neighborhood saw that there was nothing to do and returned to their homes, Ye Sangyu did not dare to delay any longer, untied the lock charm and opened the door and walked in, a small courtyard of five square meters, small and pitiful, fortunately the floor was paved with bluestone and clean, and when he entered the bedroom, Ye Sangyu was stunned, how poor does this surnamed Liu have to be to live like this, in the house of the five bungalows, there is nothing but a bed, and this bed is pitiful with three legs left.

Ye Sangyu shook his head, and settled down, after a long time, he also understood why the casual cultivators were so poor, Donghai City was sheltering the casual cultivators, but the casual cultivators had to pay protection fees, and it was a period of one collection, this period was ten days, and according to the size of the house where Ye Sangyu lived, a total of five five-grade spirit stones had to be handed over.

But it's such an expensive protection fee, the casual cultivators who live here will do their best to save it, for the peace here, in addition to the high protection fee here, the price is also high, unless you have 10,000 five-grade spirit stones in your assets, then you can live like a person in this city.

Ye Sangyu retracted his thoughts and thought about the remaining property in the mustard seed bag, "Let's refine more pills." ”

She put the medicinal herbs she had brought from the shopkeeper on the bed one by one, "Young sprouts, it's up to you." ”

The reason why Ye Sangyu is willing to ask for these herbs that are about to lose their medicinal properties is that here, the young shoots are the tree of life, and she can naturally remedy the vitality of the herbs, Ye Sangyu's hands are stretched out above the bed, and a trace of green soft breath slowly disperses from her hands to the herbs on the bed, and after a while, these dry wilted spiritual grasses have all regained their vitality, as if they have just been picked back.

This skill was also discovered by Ye Sangyu in the past few days, mainly because she broke through the third layer of the opening period in order to draw out the breath of life of the shoots, and after batches of herbs were recovered in her hands, Ye Sangyu opened the furnace for alchemy.

The pill is the most indispensable auxiliary tool for the cultivator here, compared to the herbs, the finished pill is more expensive, and few pill masters are willing to sell the pill, but the ordinary pill, almost everyone can refine it, so the most missing pill on the market is the pill with more than three grades.

Like the offerings in the Double Sword Gate, it is only a third-order Dan master among the junior alchemists, and the real Dan master is in the cultivation realm, and Liu Yidan, who was destroyed by Ye Sangyu, is an intermediate third-order alchemist, Ye Sangyu's level has now reached the intermediate fourth order, so the finished product of each furnace pill is very good, like the low-level pills such as the Zhuji Dan that she refined when she was in the human world, there is no market here at all.

Take out the white snow from the mustard seed bag that she picked this time, there are fifty plants, although the year is average, but it is enough to deal with erysipelas, one plant of white snow, can open two furnaces of Dan, she calculated carefully in her heart, today can refine seven furnaces of Dan, and there is no need to go to the Ten Thousand Beasts Forest for a while.

Thinking about the fourth-order spirit beast three-eyed golden leopard, she had a cold back, it was really not easy to provoke, but picking a few rations from it, she almost gave up her life, but she was in danger, and Ye Sangyu laughed.

After refining the pill overnight, Ye Sangyu's harvest was still very good, relying on the spiritual grass given to her by the shopkeeper of the Elixir Pavilion, there were actually three furnaces of knotted golden pills, and the lowest Dan product is the third grade, and like other Peiyuan Dan, Helping Spirit Pill, Five Elements Dan and other lowest are also more than five grades.

She calculated in her heart, if this batch of pills could be sold, she wouldn't have to worry about a year's protection money, and looked at the three-legged bed again, "I must change you this time." ”