Huang Hao gave the manuscript to the bald pen god to see, and the bald pen god immediately took it to see, seeing that this article was flowing smoothly, describing the life of the market in detail, and faintly hearing the sound of the vendors selling in the article.

and a few strokes to write the image of a sloppy Taoist, which makes people think that they are superior to the world.

The dispute and contradiction in the text are very sharp and prominent, and there are full highlights, although the magic of the Taoist planting pears is only a small technique, but because of the suspense set up, and the perspective is substituted for the audience, so I can't help but applaud.

Waiting to see the back, the pear seller's pears were not only gone, but even the wheelbarrow containing the pears was split, but it made the bald pen god angry: "This person is really unreasonable, if he can't do it, he even cares about mortals, and he cultivates the Tao with a small belly." ”

"If you really want to teach a lesson or two, it's just a matter of making people have compassion, and it's just a matter of selling one hand left and right, and only letting them lose a few pears."

"He even gave a cart of pears to others to eat, generous to others, so that the trader lost all his money, and that's it, and even smashed other people's cars!"

The bald pen glared angrily.

"What kind of ability is it to bully an ordinary person with supernatural powers? This Taoist must be a person in the left way, who claims to be a game of red dust, but in fact, he is eccentric, he is by no means a person in Shinto, and the laws of Shinto are cloudy, and those who carry other people's goods will be exiled for 3,000 miles. ”

Huang Hao said: "I have several interpretations of this story. ”

"One, maybe the person who planted pears had some bad karma in the past, so there was a disaster of breaking money, and the Taoist eliminated it."

"Both, the Taoist is in the tribulation is to subdue the greed, hatred, ignorance and suspicion in his heart, and now the pear dealer he sees is a magic test, and the Taoist has not survived, and he may not be able to cultivate an inch in the future."

"Three, this Taoist believes in the law of the jungle, so he acts spontaneously and does not recognize the rules."

"Four, the story can't say that there is a follow-up, it's just an article, only seen one-sided from a bystander's point of view, not all cause and effect, in case it is a Taoist who sees that the pear seller has some fairy fate, so he ends up tempting, and finally the two become masters and apprentices......"

Huang Hao buried different story lines for this story of planting pears, and planned to contribute each story line once to increase the interest of the story and increase the spreadability of the story.

This kind of thing,It's always coming when you open your mouth.,In the previous life, Xianxia Channel chatted about the copy.,The protagonist apprentices are either this pear Taoist.,It's a Laoshan Taoist.,Artistic processing.,Save it and say it's complete plagiarism.。

The bald pen god nodded: "This article can be signed!" Then he took out a pocket brush and wrote his name on it: "In the future, if you submit again, I will set up an incense case, and I will know that I will contact you." ”

Huang Hao took the brush, but saw that the bald pen Mao Shen directly took out five feather coins: "Give you the manuscript fee first, if the manuscript fee rises later, or the book will be published in the story collection, and then replenish it." ”

Huang Hao got the money, but he was very happy, just after the bald pen Mao Shen praised his article, a white point of light had been condensed, and this white point of light was the material for condensing Wenxin.

It seems that this is feasible.

Leaving here, Huang Hao wandered around the market, Lu Cheng hadn't come out yet, maybe he was going to visit the door, Huang Hao thought about the necessary plot of Xianxia, and picked up the leaks in the stalls, so he browsed.

There are a lot of people selling on the stalls, there are low-level demons, who sell the hair that has fallen off their bodies, or the teeth and scales that have fallen out, in exchange for cultivation materials, and those who are slightly richer, they have grown some spiritual herbs and elixirs, and they will also take them to the market to sell.

There are also foreign casual cultivators, and the things they sell are miscellaneous, and what they sell is comparable to the flea market in the previous life, whether it is useful or not, they are all put out.

Some local Mao gods, wandering gods, also have strange looks, but they are very kind.

Fang City is opened up in the spiritual realm, and it is also a three-layer structure, the material plane, the spiritual realm, and the netherworld.

So you can still walk the passage and look at the ghost market at the bottom, but the ghost market is commonly used as other currency, there is a moon, there is a yang shou, there is a yin virtue, at most it is an incense, the system is messy, but now the 84,000 white lotus ghost virgins in Huaiyin are here, killing a lot of evil ghosts who take away the life of the yang life, maintaining the order of the underworld in Tianzhou, and there are no evil ghosts who use yang shou to trade.

Huang Hao's appearance is very immature, and he looks very simple, and the old fritters who set up the stall try to call out: "Alchemy cheats, the alchemy cheats of Jindan Dixian, only nine pieces of nine!" Just nine pieces of nine! ”

"Ten perfect supplements, dragon essence, tiger fierce immortals, and spirits! Women can't stand it when men use it, women can't stand it, men can't stand it! Only two hundred and eighty-eight! ”

Huang Hao almost didn't roll his eyes, walked to a stall selling magic weapons, picked up a small gourd that looked quite delicate, and asked, "What kind of gourd is this?" ”

"This is the Ninety-Nine Burning Sun True Fire Gourd, which has eighty-one true fires collected inside, it is an ancient treasure, only eighty thousand!"

"Bawan?" Huang Hao put down the gourd and said secretly: The immortal cultivation world is not ancient!

Huang Hao went from the grocery area to the place where live animals were sold, Tianzhou was vast, and many monks had raised exotic beasts, some were used as meat, some were mounts, and some were pets.

These strange beasts are all hybrids, and it is difficult to have spiritual intelligence in blood conflicts, but they are extraordinary, the meat is delicious, and some have some innate supernatural powers.

I saw the purple feather chicken sold here, this chicken was handed down from Yiming Mountain, it was originally the descendant of the pheasant raised by the Sun Star Palace, and it was used to crying in the world, swallowing purple gas, so the feathers are bright, the meat is delicious, and the eggs laid by it are also pregnant with purple gas, so it is also called "building the foundation egg".

There are also people who sell fragrant pigs, this one is said to be the descendants of Huang Tian's mount, but in fact, the seven little fragrant pigs have no offspring, their old father, the old wild boar is just a pig demon of the peak level of human immortals in the wilderness continent, and the pig demon was changed by Mahabala later.

But there has to be a reason to sell well, after all, selling things is not as good as telling a story, and the leeks will be cut obediently.

After the purple feather egg is related to "building the foundation", the value has risen a lot, although the monk himself can also breathe in the purple qi of the rising sun, and the kung fu of eating an egg is not as good as going to the luck and collecting qi by himself, but it is not yet in the stage of refining qi, only in the stage of cultivating essence, and returning to the brain, and the monk in the preparatory stage of self-cultivation and self-cultivation is regarded as a tonic for laying the foundation, so it is right to call it a foundation egg.

Huang Hao was on a whim and felt that he could raise one to play.

When I stepped forward, I saw a mutated white-feathered chicken among the little girl selling chickens, and asked curiously, "Is this another breed?" ”

"No, it may have mutated." The little girl said, "Of course, it may also be that the hen is cheating." ”

Huang Hao felt that it was a bit like the black chicken in his previous life, the black chicken was delicious, it was once a tribute in ancient times, and it was also known as the white phoenix.

"If it can stabilize the traits, this kind of black chicken can be specially cultivated, maybe it is also a special income of the sect."

I immediately paid for this little chick.

(End of chapter)