"Boom~"

A loud bang was deafening.

Chen Ping, who was asleep, turned over suddenly, drew his long sword with a 'bang', and bowed down to look around.

There was nothing unusual in the house.

'What happened?' ’

Chen Ping quickly got dressed, opened the door and looked outside vigilantly.

At this time, the sky was not yet bright, and it was gray and hazy.

But you can still vaguely see many neighbors on the opposite side standing in the courtyard, looking in the direction of the east of the city.

Outside the east of the city, there is an endless forest.

It seems that the loud bang just now was not an illusion. ’

Chen Ping was inexplicably flustered. Walking out of the courtyard, seeing a Taoist friend on the opposite side also standing in the courtyard, Chen Ping arched his hand and asked:

"Fellow Daoist, what happened?"

The monk shook his head, frowned and stared at the east, without looking at Chen Ping, and replied, "I don't know, but that direction is the direction of the depths of the Endless Forest, I'm afraid it's not a good thing." ”

Deep in the Endless Forest?

Loud noise?

Chen Ping suddenly remembered what Ding Liu had said, and they had encountered an evil second-order demon beast there a few months ago.

Could it be the battle between the evil demon beasts?

What's in the depths of the Endless Forest?

Chen Ping turned his head to look at his neighbor Yu Qingyi's house, the door was still closed.

Ask He Xianxiang?

Thinking of this, Chen Ping did not hesitate and stepped on the twilight to go to He Xianxiang's house.

The two families are not far away, and many neighbors are in the yard at the moment, so there is no danger even at night.

When he arrived at He Xianxiang's house, he saw that He Xianxiang was already standing in the courtyard.

"He senior? What's really going on there? Chen Ping got straight to the point.

He Xianxiang glanced at Chen Ping and shook his head:

"Who knows?"

"That direction is the Endless Forest, the distance to listen to the sound is relatively far, it is likely to be the core area of the forest, that place is inaccessible, and I will be dead and lifeless when I wait for the Qi Cultivator to go, who knows what happened?"

Chen Ping thought for a while and said:

"I heard that the people of Ning Mansion have encountered a second-order demon beast over there, could it have something to do with this?"

"Evil monsters?" He Xianxiang paused.

Thinking for a while, he said:

"Evil creatures, usually elusive, murderous and invisible, are unlikely to make such a big move."

After a pause, Chen Ping glanced at him and said:

"This world is more complex than you and I know, and no one can see the whole picture. Look at your kid's life, you don't have to worry about this kind of thing, anyway, you won't go out of Lianyun City, the things outside the city are covered by the Qingyun Sect, and the disaster will not affect you. ”

... is so sparing his life, what kind of immortal is cultivated.

He Xianxiang smiled in his heart.

"That's, that's." Chen Ping smiled.

He Xianxiang is right, if something big happens, there will be Qingyun Sect on top.

and not immediately bring calamity to the city.

But this matter has to be watched, and if there is really an unavoidable danger, you have to run away in time.

Without Lianyun City, it's a big deal to find another Lianyu City and Lianxue City.

Chen Ping silently wrote down the incident.

......

When Chen Ping returned home, it was getting brighter, so he didn't sleep again, but practiced Changqing Gong at home for a while.

Then I went to Chengdongfang City as soon as possible.

This time, because he went early, Chen Ping occupied an excellent position early and began to set up a stall to sell talisman skin.

During the 'retreat' some time ago, he made a total of 127 talisman skins.

It's all of the best quality.

His current rune skin level is 'rune skin (proficient): 27/1000', the rune skin made at this level, he himself evaluated, Master Qi's rune skin can only be regarded as a younger brother.

It is never an exaggeration to say that it is the best talisman skin in Lianyun City.

However, he found it difficult to continue to grow in the proficiency of the talisman skin.

In other words, continue to practice making talisman skins, but the proficiency has increased very slowly.

Chen Ping guessed that this might be related to the raw skin, the skin of ordinary beasts was not comparable to the skin of first-order demon beasts, and the skin of that first-order demon beast was naturally far inferior to the skin of second-order demon beasts.

Of course, this is just his speculation, not verified.

For the current situation, there is no need to make the talisman skin of the second-order demon beast for the time being.

In other words, these monks in Lianyun City who draw talismans basically don't have the ability to draw high-end talismans that require second-order demon beast talisman skins.

There is no market for second-order demon beast talisman skins.

Next, it is more valuable to increase the conversion rate of the finished product to the talisman skin.

“......”

"Fellow Daoist, how do you sell talisman skin?"

"1 spirit stone 8 pieces, not sold in parts, no gold and silver."

“......”

These were the two sentences he had listened to and spoken the most all morning.

After surviving in one morning, he sold 16 talisman skins and harvested two spirit stones, which was quite passable.

When he was selling, he found that the topics that everyone was talking about today were unusually concentrated.

It's all about that bang in the early hours of the morning.

There is speculation that it is not a battle between the demon beast kings, and they are worried that the demon beasts will come to slaughter the city soon?

There is speculation that there was a big war between the sons of luck of the major sects? What big opportunity to snatch?

There is speculation that it could be a ghost made by Demon Xiu?

In short, there is any speculation.

But it's all speculation.

No one knows exactly what's going on.

Chen Ping actively participated in the gossip among the stall owners, not for gossip, but to create the illusion that he was not alone. With the experience of being robbed last time, he was more cautious this time.

At the same time, I also observe from time to time whether I am being targeted.

Only by eating a trench and growing wisdom can we make progress.

Flip the boat twice in the same gutter, and that's it.

In the afternoon, Chen Ping continued to set up his stall.

He didn't waste time, when no one was around, he sat cross-legged and practiced the Evergreen Gong, selling goods and practicing the Gong.

Many people in the market do this, so this phenomenon is not surprising.

Nor is it unobtrusive.

To his surprise, the young monk who had bought the talisman skin last time reappeared.

And apparently he has been there lately, because when the young monk first appeared, he heard the owner of the goods teasing: "Fellow Daoist, have you come to find the best talisman again?" ”

The young Taoist just smiled.

Then a set of standard procedures was given: take a look at it at will--be stunned--surprise--look up at Chen Ping--urgent inquiry.

"Are these talismans made by Daoyou himself?" The young monk couldn't help but ask.

In the market, there is actually a rule, that is, the source of goods does not ask where it comes from.

Those who rob the road, those who steal, those who confiscate in the open... Most of these goods will be transferred to Chengdongfang City.

Asking the source is, in fact, a big taboo.

But the young monk couldn't help but ask.

These days, I occasionally buy some better talisman skins, but they are too different from the talisman skin in front of me. This talisman skin can only be compared to the batch that I bought a month and a half ago.

Chen Ping smiled kindly:

"How can I have this ability to practice qi? It's just a talisman taken from a master, and it's just a matter of making some difference, it's hard work, and it's not easy. ”

The young Taoist nodded:

"No wonder."

The master's talisman skin does not seek too much, and the number is small, so the interval cycle is long.

And it is reasonable that multiple stall owners got the same goods from the master.

Without much talk, the young monk hurriedly paid the money and went to the next good talisman stall owner.

Now that this batch of talisman skins from the master has flowed out, it is likely that there are other stall owners who have also obtained the same goods.

He had to find it in time and then buy it.

You can't let someone else buy it first.

Really.

He soon found it again, but the stall owner was a bit of a girl, with a scruffy beard and ugliness, and he still twisted his orchid fingers when he spoke. He endured the discomfort and bought the talisman skin, and walked away decisively.

Then I was lucky enough to find the next one.

Soon it was full of loads.

The other side.

Chen Ping also returned with a full load.

All 127 talisman skins were sold, 24 of which were sold to the casual cultivators, and the rest were sold to the young monk.

The total income is 15 lower-grade spirit stones.

Chen Ping was not in a hurry to go home this time, but walked around the market for a while to see if he could pick up some suitable ancient books.

Unfortunately, I didn't look for it for a long time.

I can only go home in a huff.