Volume 1: Shine on the Mountains and Rivers Chapter 23 Ming Xinxuan
In the humble hut, Ji Yuan sat at the tea table, playing with a bronze oil lamp in his hand.
If the quality of this oil lamp is concerned, it is almost the same as the three-talent treasure money he obtained from his humble income, and even its auxiliary effect of gathering spiritual energy and concentrating and meditating is far above the attack.
It's just that the aura in the bronze oil lamp is depleted, and if you want it to be restored undamaged, you need to replenish a lot of aura.
In this way, combined with the cost of repairing the Sancai Treasure, I am afraid it will be a staggering amount of money.
"It seems that I have to go to Mingxinxuan and sell all the pill talismans in my hand."
Ji Yuan sighed, and the joy in his heart was suddenly diluted a lot.
In the final analysis, his cultivation time is too short, even if he has alchemy, talisman making and other means, coupled with strong luck, he still has not been able to accumulate a solid family foundation.
Shaking his head a few times, he got up and went to the corner of the room, and took out seven or eight porcelain vases and a wooden box from the old wooden cabinet.
The bottle contained the elixir that strengthened the foundation and cultivated the essence in the body, and inside the wooden box were stacks of yellow paper talismans.
These are all the family funds that Ji Yuan has accumulated for several months, and he originally planned to use them for himself, but now he can only take them out in exchange for some silver money.
"Let's go back and refine a few more furnaces of elixir."
The little Taoist priest muttered as he put his things into his baggage, then pushed the door and walked out.
However, as soon as he walked into the courtyard, he went back and forth, returned to the house, and put a brass Dan furnace in the corner into the body of the white jade flying sword in the Purple Mansion.
After doing this, Ji Yuan clapped his hands, carried his burden and long sword, climbed over the courtyard wall of the Taoist temple, and walked on the street that was gradually becoming noisy.
Qianyu City was also a famous city, but due to the great changes hundreds of years ago, it was affected by the battle between many powers, thus destroying most of the city.
Now that it has been rebuilt for more than 300 years, although it is no longer prosperous in the past, and it has been downgraded from a county town to a third-class county, it is still comparable to an ordinary second-class county.
At this time, the morning sun has risen high, and there are more pedestrians coming and going on the street, most of them rushing to work or opening the doors of shops to do business.
Some of the street corners are mostly sold breakfast stalls, but this time of year is naturally full of people, and when you pass by, you can smell a fragrance from a distance, which makes people feel appetizing.
And smelling the fragrance wafting from not far away, Ji Yuan remembered that he hadn't eaten for half a day and a night, although the pills he took could also make up for some of the consumption required by the body, but after all, he couldn't be completely satisfied.
It's just that for cultivators, one should not be sloppy in drinking and eating, and the delicacies in the eyes of ordinary people are full of turbidity in the eyes of monks, and eating them will damage the Tao.
"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable!"
Ji Yuan whispered a few words of honorific name, and hurriedly moved away from this place, holding back the desire to speak.
It wasn't until he stood outside Mingxin Xuan that he breathed a sigh of relief, and then strode into the door, and came to the guest room on the side.
In a short time, a young woman walked slowly, and although it was already autumn, she still gently shook a round fan in her hand.
"Hey, isn't this Ji Xiaodao, are you free to come here today?"
The young woman sat down and said with a slight difference: "Didn't you just sell a batch of pills a few days ago, and you didn't see it for a few days and you were short of money, didn't you learn from those scholars?" ”
Ji Yuan ignored the young woman's ridicule, skillfully threw the burden into the other party's arms, and then grabbed the snack that had just been served, and devoured it.
Although the dim sum used by Ming Xinxuan to entertain guests is not a good spiritual food, it is fortunate that it does not contain much turbidity, even if it is eaten in the lower abdomen, it only needs to be removed with a little exhalation.
"Shopkeeper Liu, this time, in addition to the ratio of silver coins and spirit coins as before, I also need some spiritual water and the like."
While eating, he did not forget to explain a few words.
In the past, when he came to Mingxin Xuan, in addition to selling pills and talismans, he would also add some alchemy talisman materials, and the rest would be settled in silver coins and spirit coins.
The former is the common coin of the Dayu Dynasty and even the whole world, while the latter is a necessary thing for people in practice.
The full name of the so-called spirit coin is 'Yunling coin', which is a hard currency between monks, and it contains a rich and pure aura, whether it is used to refine mana, or used to arrange array refining tools, etc., it is a first-class best choice.
It's just that generally speaking, no monk would do such a violent thing, because the value of the spirit coin itself is far above these functions.
Hearing this, Liu Ruyan's eyes flashed, and he glanced at the little Taoist priest in front of him with deep meaning, then chuckled lightly, and turned to buy the goods for the transaction.
For the gaze of this Ming Xinxuan shopkeeper, Ji Yuan naturally didn't feel it, and he also knew the meaning, it was nothing more than that the other party guessed something from the spiritual water he wanted.
After all, the place where the spiritual water can be used is nothing more than the need to refine some elixirs or magic weapons, or it is to make up for the loss of spiritual energy in the magic weapons.
It's just that although he is known as the Little Dan Master of Qianyu City, he is not yet capable of refining the elixir that requires the return of spiritual water, and as for refining weapons, it is naturally even more impossible.
Then the only thing left is the aura that makes up for the loss of the magic weapon.
And the value of a magic weapon, it is naturally self-evident, ordinary monks often live extremely poor, and may not be able to accumulate enough family funds to buy a very low quality magic weapon.
At the same time, if a monk has no weapons in his body, it will be a gap between the top of the mountain and the foot of the mountain, and his status is naturally not the same.
If a Dan Master is worthy of respect, friendship, and even please, it is only a business dealing, but if he is facing a monk with a magic weapon, he must not have any trouble with him.
That's why there is Liu Ruyan, that meaningful gaze.
Ji Yuan could even guess that from now on, the other party would definitely make some concessions in his deal with Ming Xinxuan again, in order to express his goodwill.
The reason is actually very simple, even if a Dan Master is offended, at best he will not be able to make a profit, but if he offends the monk holding the magic weapon, and people will give you a cold look, it is not a matter that can be settled with a little money.
The supremacy of force in the rivers and lakes is also true for monks.
After sweeping away the snacks on the table, Ji Yuan grabbed the teapot and drank it, then patted his belly with satisfaction, and looked around a little bored.
At this moment, the hour is still early, and there are not too many monks in Qianyu City, so there is no second guest in Mingxin Xuan besides him.
It's just that some guys in the store are busy back and forth, but it doesn't make the place feel deserted, but some maids talk to each other, which makes this place feel a little more lively.
And when they saw him looking around, some familiar maids and guys would also smile and nod in response.