Su Zimu wanted to repeat the old trick, relying on his own cooking skills, and mixed a chef in the caravan, but when he found the steward, he realized that this was not the kind of family-style caravan, but a group of small businessmen who united to hire a dart bureau, and the people and goods were guaranteed together, and they went south to Jiangzhou.

Compared with the family-style caravan of Walking Xianfang, it is a grass platform team.

But then again, the family caravans that have a way to and from Xianfang have a sectarian background behind them, and looking at the world, this kind of grass platform team is the mainstream.

Although the sparrows are small, they are well-equipped, and the dart board is not only responsible for the protection along the way, but also responsible for food and lodging if they have to sleep in the wild halfway!

When Su Zimu heard this, isn't this his chance?

But the dart bureau has always provided its own cooks, and there is no intention of hiring foreigners at all - how can outsiders of unknown origin get their hands dirty with food?

I had no choice but to settle for the next best thing and ask if there was a shortage of dart masters in the dart board.

But the dart master is also a very important position, how can you hire outsiders of unknown origin? Even the miscellaneous servants in the team must have a local person come forward as a guarantee, otherwise they will not even have the qualifications to enter the dart game.

Su Zimu didn't know what to say, what was this special recruitment? That's how the Secrecy Bureau is, right?

There was really no way, so he had to buy some miscellaneous things, intending to join the caravan disguised as a merchant.

As a result, those businessmen did not get together casually, they were all acquaintances with each other, and they knew each other.

On the other hand, it is a mutual guarantee, which at first glance appears to be loosely structured, but in fact it is a tight-knit small group.

The plan to join the group was shattered again.

Su Zimu held his breath in his chest, almost dying of depression.

was rejected several times in a row, and Su Da's temper also came up, and he directly went to the branch of Yunhai Pavilion in Yangling City.

He originally thought that cultivation was a very distant thing from ordinary people, but when he entered Yangling City, he realized that it was not the case at all, the connection between monks and the people was very close, and in this county town alone, there were three "offices" from different sects, and monks from major sects were stationed all year round.

According to the information obtained by Su Zimu from different sources, there were three purposes for sending monks.

The first is to look for good seedlings with extraordinary talents, which can be directly included in the door wall without going through the introductory ceremony.

The second is to solve some unnatural events, catch demons and exorcise ghosts, etc., all within the business of the sect monks.

The third is to sell low and sell high, what kind of spirit runes, elixirs, and spiritual grass and spiritual mines can be traded with sect monks.

This is no longer a simple business transaction, but also equivalent to the interest group of the previous life.

Fortunately, there is more than one such sect, and the competition between them is not small, if one sect monopolizes all the business, it is difficult to say what the consequences will be.

There is also one of the most important tasks, and that is to protect the safety of Yang Ling City.

If there were no sect monks stationed, once the demon sect monks attacked, the consequences would be unimaginable.

After Su Zimu learned the news, he also came to the door, planning to buy a flying sword.

Yunhai Pavilion also has this kind of business, but as soon as he heard the price, he immediately died.

Nothing else, it's too expensive, unless you take out the Luoxia Sword and replace it.

But the height of the Luoxia sword is a magic weapon, whether it is sold or replaced, it must be lowered, whether it can be exchanged for the favorite flying sword or not.

Walking into Yunhai Pavilion, a middle-aged man who looked like a scribe immediately greeted him: "This fellow Daoist, I don't know what you have to do with my Yunhai Pavilion?" ”

Su Zimu bowed his hand: "Fellow Daoist, I don't know if there are any frozen spirit runes, I want to buy some." ”

He originally wanted to add a magic circle with a freezing effect to the Qiankun bag and freeze all the things in it, but the largest Qiankun bag in his hand was only one foot square, and it couldn't hold much at all.

And this is already a small masterpiece in an ordinary Qiankun bag.

If you sell everything on your body, you can buy another easy one, but his habit is never to put his eggs in one basket, and no matter how you calculate it, it is a little more than worth the loss.

After thinking about it, it's easier to get a few spirit runes.

The scribe said: "There are two spirit stones for the lower grade ice rune, four spirit stones for the middle grade ice rune, and nine spirit stones for the upper grade ice rune, I don't know how much you need?" ”

Su Zimu frowned and asked, "What is the effect of the next grade?" What is the effect of the middle grade and the top grade? ”

"The lower grade is frozen for three feet, which lasts for a quarter and a half; The medium grade freezes seven feet for two moments; The top grade is frozen for half an hour. ”

Su Zimu didn't want to know these at all, but wanted to know how many degrees below zero these ice talismans could reach.

He thought for a moment and said, "Give me a lower grade ice talisman first." ”

The attitude of the scribe did not change, and he did not stage a dog-eyed look at people because Su Zimu bought less.

There are countless monks in this world, and no one knows whether today's unknown monks will become a world-shattering giant by chance tomorrow.

Su Zimu put away the ice talisman and said, "Dare to ask Daoyou, is there a Heavenly Demon Pill for sale?" ”

The scribe's color changed slightly: "Daoist friends want to buy the Heavenly Demon Pill!" ”

His attitude suddenly became extremely blunt, which made Su Zimu inexplicable, if there is no, there is no one, who will show his face?

"What's in the way?"

Seeing that Su Zimu didn't seem to be fake, the scribe said: "That day, the magic elixir was domineering, there were seven talented disciples in this sect, who were assassinated by the Heavenly Demon Pill, and the murderer has not been found so far, Daoist friends think, will there be that kind of elixir in this sect?" ”

Su Zimu was stunned.

Yes, the Heavenly Demon Pill is a life-saving medicine for him, but for other monks, it is a forbidden medicine with no solution.

Seeing the poison of the blood sealing the throat, it was just fatal, but the Heavenly Demon Pill destroyed the foundation and scattered the cultivation, for a monk, this was even more miserable than death.

He immediately arched his hand and said, "It's abrupt." ”

"It doesn't matter." The scribe returned the salute politely, but he didn't suspect Su Zimu, "I also want to ask Daoyou, is it for your own use to buy the Heavenly Demon Pill, or is it for someone else?" ”

Su Zimu said: "It's not a secret, I'm about to travel to Jiangzhou in the future, but I can cultivate shallowly, so I plan to buy some life-fighting pills." ”

The scribe frowned and said: "If it is just to save his life, this sect has a blind burning spirit pill, although it is not as domineering as the Heavenly Demon Pill, but it can also play a big role, but it will definitely be seriously ill afterwards...... I don't know what about friendship? ”

Su Zimu heard it, okay, isn't this a weakened version of the Heavenly Demon Pill?

Something is better than nothing!

"Dare to ask Daoyou, how much is this burning elixir worth?"

"One of the twelve spirit stones."

Su Zimu's heart trembled.

His entire net worth is only more than seventy spirit stones, and together he can buy six.