The snowflakes are fluttering, time flies, and in the blink of an eye, winter has arrived, and before you know it, Zhang Xuan has been in Sky Wolf City for more than a few months.

North of the city, in a remote alley.

Zhang Xuan walked from the street with a snowflake on his head, a blanket on his shoulder, and a few wild pheasants in his hands.

At first, he came to Heavenly Wolf City to learn the arts, but after waiting for a month, there was no news of any sect selecting disciples.

After many inquiries, I learned that these sects stumbled each other in order to compete for immortal seedlings, and finally there was a fierce dispute, and even a big war, and the selection of disciples was canceled after the peace talks between many parties.

Fortunately, he had made a small fortune before, and when he was wandering the streets, a mortal happened to be kicked out of Sky Wolf City, so he bought this mansion and spent almost all his savings.

The house is not big, and there is a plum tree in the courtyard, which is blooming proudly at this time.

The courtyard is full of snowflakes, and the house is relatively large, two-storey, a small shop, and when you open the door, you can see a narrow street that is slightly deserted.

Zhang Xuan usually does not go through the front door, but goes out of the alley through the back door, and his shop has never been opened.

After putting down the blanket, Zhang Xuan released all the void spirits and asked them to stand guard around the house, and when they came to the kitchen to cook, they found that there was no firewood.

"Hey... I'll have to chop wood tomorrow, and I'm afraid I'll starve to death in a few days. ”

Zhang Xuan patted the ring, took out two pieces of his head, and ate it with boiling water, it is not difficult to survive in Beiyuan City, the premise is that you have to be a monk, but he is just a mortal.

He had gone out many times to find a livelihood, but after the expansion of the outer city, the aura of Sky Wolf City gradually became stronger, and more and more monks came to live in the city, and there were more people and more competition, Zhang Xuan didn't know anything, and he didn't have any acquaintances, so naturally he couldn't find anything too good to do.

When he came to the second floor, the bedroom was extremely warm, the winter in Sky Wolf City was very cold, and even monks were often frozen to death, so Zhang Xuan purchased a stove and quilt early to fully arm his bedroom.

Although he still had some firewood in his bedroom, he never appropriated it for cooking, because there would be a snowstorm in the winter in Sirius City, and a snowstorm would even delay it for three or four months.

Zhang Xuan remembers that when he was seven or eight years old, there was a winter that lasted for two or three years, and many people starved to death.

added some firewood and got into the quilt early, but Zhang Xuan didn't want to sleep, but hid in the quilt to absorb negative emotions.

Since getting rid of the shackles of the sealed spirit, Zhang Xuan has been devouring negative emotions all the time, each negative emotion can bring him a message, and can also bring a little soul, for more than a month, he has been enriching his knowledge every day.

Coming to the Origin Mud Pill Palace, as Zhang Xuan's thoughts changed, the sand table map of Heavenly Wolf City appeared on the light curtain.

Zhang Xuan observed the map and muttered: "Let's go to the north of the city today, this is my activity space, and I must improve this place." ”

After making a decision, five fluorescent rays flew out of his courtyard and flew towards the North City, landing on five bustling streets.

After getting all this, Zhang Xuan waited with peace of mind, and when the five void spirits came back again, he spit out a large number of negative emotions, which were absorbed by the sand table and transformed into hundreds of void gods, and at the same time produced an incomparably pure soul qi and flew into the soul sea.

Zhang Xuan stumbled upon the fact that the ethereal spirit could absorb negative emotions, and could even read the memory fragments in it, completely inheriting all his artistic abilities.

So he began to send ethereal spirits and let them act as coolies to distribute in the troubled world, collecting negative emotions everywhere.

After more than a month of hard work, his sand table map became more and more accurate, and the outline became larger and larger, but Zhang Xuan intended to improve the northern part of Heavenly Wolf City, but did not send the ethereal spirit to other places.

His ultimate goal is to know how deep it is, even if there is a rat hole in the North City.

Crafting a detailed map was his idle pleasure, and while it didn't make much sense, he was content with the process of expanding his territory.

During this time, Zhang Xuan has been thinking about how to make money, and it really made him think of a good idea, that is, to sell exercises and martial arts, as for the source of exercises and martial arts, it is easy to solve.

It fuses the mud pill palace of many monks, and there are a large number of exercises and martial arts hidden inside the sea of knowledge, all of which can be sold.

It's just that because his knowledge is too big, it takes a lot of time to find those exercises and martial arts.

In addition, the exercises are soft commodities, and once they flow out, they will spread wildly, and some people will even copy the methods to sell them at low prices.

This kind of piracy is a well-being for the poor, and indeed a nightmare for businessmen, leading to the depression of the Gongfa market.

Zhang Xuan also has an alternative idea, he has the secrets of many people, if he can sell these secrets to people in need, the business will definitely be good.

Recently, Zhang Xuan has been very nervous, he only has three spirit stones in his pocket, life is very stressful, his idea of making money is getting stronger and stronger, and it is quickly sprouting in his heart.

But he has a big scruple in his heart, it is taboo to sell other people's secrets, and if he is discovered, he will be retaliated against, and he will inevitably get into trouble when the time comes.

"That's it, if you are really desperate, sell some exercises to save the emergency. ”

After thinking about it all night, Zhang Xuan decided.

He decided to go out for a walk tomorrow and inquire about the market of the exercises, and then the top priority was to sort out those exercises.

In the world, what you see and hear every day will form memories and store them in the sea of knowledge, but when these memories are not needed, these memories will fall into the depths of the sea of knowledge, which is often called forgetting.

Zhang Xuan absorbed the sea of knowledge of more than ten people, as well as the memories of two machine spirits who did not know how many years he had lived, and there was too much complicated information in his sea of knowledge, and it was not easy to find out the exercises from these memories, and it took a lot of effort.

A month ago, it took him three days to find Cui Mulan's technique from the sea of knowledge, and he finally sent the plague god away, but after that, he slept for a full day.

Since then, Zhang Xuan realized that a person's mental strength is also very important, and it is also called spiritual power by monks.

The Yuan Shen is equivalent to the soul that is separated from the physical body, not only spiritual intelligence, but also has the six senses of the physical body, and after cultivating to a certain level, it can even control the Yuan Qi of heaven and earth.

Zhang Xuan's sea of consciousness is huge, and his mind is too weak, just like a toothpick stirring a pond, and it can't set off any wind and waves at all.

"Although I can't refine qi for the time being, maybe I should start from refining my body or soul refining, as long as I can open up the physical body and divine treasure, or successfully condense the original god, I can also become a powerful monk. ”

Zhang Xuan decided that when he had enough money, he would try to refine his body or soul, and if he could break through one of them, the dilemma would be solved.

Going around, there still have to be spirit stones.

As the saying goes, having money to travel all over the world, and no money is difficult to move an inch, Zhang Xuan once yearned for freedom, but after the real freedom, he found that life is actually very complicated.

Worrying about firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea is just to live, and communication between people is the real life, and if you are not careful, you may lose your life.

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