The person who came was the owner of the Tianlei Fang found by Wu Qiang, the manager of the Immortal Palace, as the owner of the Fang, this person was not very imposing, short and fat, and the smile on his face unconsciously had a hint of flattery.

On the other hand, Wu Qiang, the steward who came with him, has a slender physique and a dignified appearance, except for a trace of yin that occasionally flashed between his eyebrows and eyes, he can be called full of grace.

Although he is the master of a fang, it is nothing more than a hopeless promotion within the sect, and the Qi Refining Realm cultivators sent from outside, in terms of strength, Chen Jingping is a Qi Refining Realm powerhouse who is only a few hands in the entire Tianlei Fang, and he is also from the Southern Regions clan, which is not something he can afford to provoke.

The cultivation of the two spirit toad monks is slightly lower, and the honest monk who is the leader washes the marrow section of the self-cultivation realm, and the one who is more shy is the bloodline section.

But the two monks are from Lingchan Temple, and they are not easy to slacken.

As for Xu Yu, who was a casual cultivator at first glance, the owner of the Lei Fang was not even interested in taking a look at it that day, so he intervened and chatted with the three of them warmly.

And Wu Qiang, the steward beside him, while laughing, was uncertain, thinking left and right, and had no time to take care of his small casual cultivation.

Still lying on the side of the street, his limbs were deformed, and Wang Ou, who was covered with black stains, inevitably made him feel a sense of sadness for the dead rabbit and fox:

"Is this the method of the sect?"

"It's just that is the Xuanyin Pill or the Yin-Transforming Pill?"

His face was uncertain, and he couldn't be sure which one it was for a while, but he didn't leave, and he did something in the pill rationed for Wang Ou.

Thinking about it carefully, the means by which the sect was able to control them were nothing more than adding ingredients to the pills distributed, and it was not necessarily the means of the evil spells on the side of the Southern Xinjiang Witch Gu further south than here, right?

Does this bantam know it?

Wu Qiang glanced at the Tianlei Fang owner beside him out of the corner of his eye, and when he saw the flattery on his face, he pursed his lips disdainfully.

So, which one will be in the rest of the offerings? Old man Zhang? Liang old ghost? What a hassle!

……

Xu Yu was left to the side like this, until the owner of Tianlei Fang was about to lead a few people into the brick and wood building to talk.

Chen Jingping wanted to talk to Xu Yu for a few more words and ask more about the Dan Bottle, but the Heavenly Thunder Fang Master, who was also in the Qi Refining Realm, came up, and he couldn't refuse, so he had no choice but to confess.

"It's rare to see a low-level monk who is as calm as a little brother when he encounters treachery, and he can't do it unless he has great courage in his heart, and I hope that the next time we meet, we can drink and talk happily."

Xu Yu roughly guessed Chen Jingping's other identity through some clues, and secretly said that he would see you again in the next transaction.

The two spirit toad monks were also invited by the owner, but they didn't think too much about it, but seriously told Xu Yu their names and residences.

The one who is the leader is called Yu Zhen, and the one who is more shy and likes to hide behind Yu Zhen is called Yu Yi, and the two monks settled in the Tianlei Restaurant in the center of the fang, so they almost didn't tell Xu Yu what they were doing.

was ignored in a good manner, and Xu Yu secretly said unlucky.

Naturally, he would not stay to find any more bad luck, and after saying goodbye to the three of them, he turned into the grain and rice shop next to him, he was here to buy food.

The shop was empty, and the boss had already hidden.

Xu Yu waited for a while before the boss Shi Shiran returned.

The boss had a ghost-like expression, as if he was still surprised that he was still alive......

As usual, he used forty crystal coins to withdraw twenty catties of spiritual rice, and Xu Yu spent the last crystal coins on his body.

There is no money left to buy another Yangyan Danshen in detail, but if he didn't knock that Dan, he would undoubtedly not be able to stop the two stiff blows.

Sixty crystals exchanged for a life, and this wave is not a loss.

And this hard and treacherous attack also shocked some people who dared to fight his idea, and encountered the treacherous and immortal record of the rebirth stage head-on, and no one who came to the loose cultivation could not weigh it.

While he was waiting for the owner of the grain shop, there were even a few onlookers who helped him pick up the fragments of the lower grade talisman iron sword one by one, wanting to use it to catch Xu Yu's line.

A few people either recognized his strength and wanted to tie up, or thought that he could get mixed with the sect monks, maybe they could get some benefits from him.

It's just that Xu Yu doesn't have the heart to develop a team now, and his ability is not enough to support even a small group of casual cultivators, so he euphemistically excused himself with the words "next time".

But whether it was the danger here or the cold reception he had just received, it stimulated his thirst for strength.

Steward Wang's dying words seemed to have the intention of warning him to leave the Tianlei Fang, and it seemed that staying in the workshop all the time was not as stable as he imagined, so he also had a sense of going in his heart.

[When you save a sum of money, cultivate to get up again, and overcome the hardships and dangers along the way, you must choose a prosperous city to go to, open a private Dantang, and then use the bronze rod scale to open up your contacts, and exchange some treasures by the way. 】

……

Holding a pile of iron sword fragments, Xu Yu smiled and shook his head, the sword weapon of twenty crystal coins really can't be more demanding of him, not to mention that this sword weapon can be regarded as saving his life.

If he wants to buy a good sword weapon and doesn't know how long it will cost him his savings, so he has to focus on alchemy for money, so he has to neglect his cultivation.

However, after this experience, there is no reliable sword weapon against the enemy, and it seems that it is unreasonable, which makes him very entangled......

When I got out of the grain shop, I happened to meet several Immortal Sect stewards who moved Wang Ou's body into the building, and took out some potions that seemed to be diluted with evil pills and splashed them on the ground.

Watching the potion erase the last trace of this battle, Xu Yu was silent.

Suddenly, he raised his head and looked at the broken window on the second floor of the small building that had not yet been repaired, revealing a thoughtful expression......

……

After another two weeks, after running a few times to the market as usual, a piece of rusty copper finally fell on the bronze rod scale, and Xu Yu also roughly guessed the method of raising this scale.

Most of this treasure has to be baked by popularity, wealth, etc., in order to wash away the lead, reveal the true appearance, and exercise the ability to improve the quality of the item.

Since Xu Yu began to sell evil pills, the time for setting up stalls has been greatly shortened, but the transaction volume is much higher than before.

As a result, a month and a half is about what it took to sell for the past three months.

As a result, the rusted copper that came off the rod scale this time was also slightly larger.

It can be seen that the rod scale is more affected by wealth and the like, so it seems that his goal of going to the big city to open a Dantang is not wrong.

After a little preparation, putting the rod scale and the things he held that could be used for trading in his hand, Xu Yu planned to enter the consciousness space for the second time.

His consciousness was just about to sink into it, but he heard a conversation of a female cultivator outside the door:

The sound insulation quality of the thin earthen wall in the shack area is not very good, and it is impossible to spend that price on the ground floor to arrange the Shilaozi sound insulation array.

Therefore, it is not uncommon to hear some self-suppressed low panting in the evening.

This time it was even more outrageous, and I directly heard the words of the Daobian nun chewing the root of her tongue:

"I heard that the old king in our area is dead."

"Huh? What the hell? ”

"I heard that it is an evil transformation, and the newcomer is a man named Wu Qiang."

"Oh? How's the new steward? ”

"Hey, it's gone, the area next door is also under his control, a household pays eleven more, that is, twenty crystals, we used to laugh at them, but now it's good, it's on our heads."

"Hey, now that I think about it, Steward Wang is still very good, but he doesn't have much patience, why didn't he find out before?"

People always lose, only to know the good, Xu Yu shook his head, thinking about whether he should set up a guard formation at the door, so that he can use the rod scale to trade with multiple guarantees, but that is another expense......

It was time for another deal, and now he felt he was missing even more.

The best tricks, talismans, no matter how bad they are, the notes of the alchemy experience of the predecessors are also good, and even some miscellaneous books such as the chronicles of scenery and geography can help him understand the travelogues of the surrounding environment, which is not unacceptable......

When the voice faded away, Xu Yu's consciousness sank into that strange consciousness space with the copper scale......