"Damn profiteers!"

"My three lower-grade spirit stones!"

In the middle of the night, the bright moon is in the sky, the full moon is as clean as snow, sprinkled with silver light, and in a hut in the east of Dongyang City, there is a sad howl.

The room is small, only about 40 square meters, and there is a half-old elm table in the center.

The lamp oil on the table had accumulated and spread into a thick layer of grease, and there were many runes that emitted a dark red light scattered on the elm table, mixed with some broken talismans that were black and discolored and only half of them were left.

Except for the elm table, which is relatively clean, the rest of the room is full of clutter.

These miscellaneous items are also varied, piles of old books, scattered various drawing talismans of various raw materials.

Zhou Yizhi sat at the elm table, looking at the folding mirror in his hand, wailing constantly, and his heart was galloping.

Even after three months, he still hasn't adapted to his current life.

Just ask who can adapt, it was originally delicious to eat, drink and have fun, even if you need 996 sometimes, after all, it is still a world of flowers.

But when you travel to this world of cultivating immortals, not to mention the lack of entertainment methods, do you think that 996 is not wanted?

Regardless of other living costs, the cheapest rent in Dongyang City costs a spirit stone a month.

If you can't hand over the spirit stone, you will be driven out of the city, and there are demon beasts outside the city.

For him, who only has three levels of Qi training, that would really be fatal!

The original body can refine talismans, although there are only a few of the lowest, but it can still sustain life every month.

Zhou Yizhi crossed over, although he has a memory, but after all, he has not actually operated it, and the success rate has become low.

In order to barely make ends meet, he basically draws talismans for more than 14 hours a day.

Three months of hard work.

I finally got some surplus.

If you want to buy a meditation mirror, as the name suggests, the meditation mirror can calm the mind, clear mind, and can help improve the success rate and efficiency of talisman making.

But the brand-new magic weapon in one hand was too expensive, so Zhou Yizhi thought about going to the second-hand vendor to collect one.

After all, this thing is not high-end, and every household basically has it, so it is a bit reluctant to say that it is a magic weapon.

Who knew it could be a fake!

When he came back, Zhou Yizhi watched the lines on it gradually fade, how could he not know that he had bought a fake, and went back to find the vendor, but the person was gone.

Don't let me catch this, or I'll let him know why the flowers are so red.

Zhou Yizhi hated itchy, and the family, which was not wealthy, made matters worse.

The most infuriating thing is that this damn unscrupulous merchant is shoddy, but he actually uses a folding mirror to paint patterns instead of a meditation mirror.

The folding mirror and the meditation mirror seem to be the same, but the essence is very different, not to mention the meditation mirror in one hand to get ten spirit stones, and the price of the new folding mirror is only one spirit stone.

The point is that the latter is completely useless to him!

The flange mirror is extremely narrow.

Fold the edge, fold the edge, fold the fate.

The first time you use it, you can communicate randomly with someone who has a fringe mirror and get in touch with another flange mirror.

Since then, it has not been changed, and the two mirrors are fixedly connected.

The unknown is addictive.

Who doesn't fantasize about their fate as a monk who looks like a fairy.

Due to this uncertainty and the fact that the price is not expensive, the folding mirror has been widely acclaimed, and when it first came out a few years ago, it set off a sales frenzy.

The idea is beautiful, the reality is cruel, this kind of random dating without knowing the real identity.

Then the problem of not knowing who is on the other side can hide one's identity, which often means being unscrupulous.

Take a look at yours.

Look at mine.

In this way, the folding mirror was completely broken, and no one cared about it over time.

Only batches of ballasted goods remained, which were tried by unscrupulous traders to mix into other mirrors and sell as fakes.

The immortal cultivation routine is deep, and I want to go back to Blue Star.

This fake is not something that ordinary people can see, at least not that he can see it in the first three months after he has just crossed over.

Zhou Yizhi looked at the folding mirror and wanted to cry without tears.

These three spirit stones can't be said to be useless to him, they can only be said to be very important.

I can't afford to pay the rent!

Or.

Add two more hours to draw talismans this month?

That's not a 16-hour day.

Thinking of this, even if he had 4 game accounts online at the same time, Zhou Yizhi, who was known as the king of liver, felt that his abdomen began to ache faintly.

Iniquity!

As for the folding mirror.

As the saying goes, it's all coming.

I just hope the other side isn't a pervert.

Zhou Yizhi input spiritual power.

……

On the 15th lunar month of 887 in the Wu calendar, Yang County, Dongning City.

Because of the demolition of his hometown and the holiday, Zhou Xuan, a young man who rushed back to join in the fun, sat in his ancestral house and was bored.

Outside, the construction team rumbled.

After reminiscing about the past in this old mansion and lamenting the passing of time, the photos that should be taken are finished.

I can't help but recall the teacher's words of hating iron and steel.

"There are more than 200 days left before the college entrance examination, how can you sleep at your age!"

"Your qi and blood are not up to standard, and you are not serious about refining talisman cards in the elective courses, with your grades, what can you do in the future."

"Do you know what the requirements for moving bricks on the construction site are now?"

"I don't say that you have an opinion about you, I just hope that you will not regret not working hard when you should have worked hard in the future."

"Zhou Xuan, you are not young anymore, a young man of seventeen or eighteen, have you thought about how you want to go in the future?"

"At this age, if you change to the previous cultivation era, you have long been trying to survive by yourself, you have to think about yourself!"

Zhou Xuan lay on the floor tiles, biting the grass roots, looking at the neatly arranged ancestral tablets on display, a little distracted.

The teacher's heart is good, so he didn't say a word.

He really knows what the blood requirements are on the construction site.

0.75。

Obviously, he still met the target.

He had secretly contacted his father's construction site before.

Wait for the college entrance examination to go directly to the construction site.

I still don't have any extravagant hopes for college or anything.

It's not like he hasn't worked hard.

100 push-ups, 100 sit-ups, 100 squats, and 10 km runs a day.

With such a high-intensity training, he persevered for a whole month!

It's just that this thing is too talented.

Take a look at this tablet again.

Look at our ancestors.

Whether it is the era of cultivation or the era of qi and blood.

Good guys, there is no one who is very talented.

We're not going to be able to do it!

Should you lie down or lie flat.

Zhou Xuan, who is tired of temperament, finds a perfect excuse for himself.

But that's different now.

The demolition of the old house, due to the large area, the demolition money is still a lot.

Zhou Xuan has begun to look forward to his chartered public life.

Sure enough, you still have to rely on your ancestors.

Our ancestors' vision is good!

Zhou Xuan gave a great thumbs up to the ancestors who settled here in his heart.

Then I felt a little tired.

Lying on the floor tiles, it is very flat and thorough.

Snoring was everywhere.

Just as he was sleeping soundly.

Lao Zhou is leading the construction team to repair the old house.

It can only be said that it is different if he is magnanimous, Lao Zhou, who has a dream, actually wants to demolish the old house as a whole.

The sound of construction did not wake Zhou Xuan.

However, the beams vibrate, and under the frequent vibration, there is an old beam that slowly cracks.

With a thud, an object fell out of the mezzanine of the beams and smashed into the sleeping man.

Zhou Xuan sat up abruptly, looking at the dusty mirror that fell from the sky, a little dazed.

Wipe off the dust, look carefully, and mutter.

Judging from this texture style, it doesn't look like a product of the era of qi and blood.

It seems to be from the Xiuzhen era.

Why do you have an extra antique?

Homemade.

It can't be last week.

Just when Zhou Xuan was happy about this windfall.

I saw that the mirror was bright, and a line of words slowly appeared.

"Hello fellow Daoist."

Zhou Xuan hadn't reacted yet.

Another line appeared in front of him.

"Are you GG or MM?"