After seven days of retreat, everything was fine at home.

Chen Yanzhi was in a good mood and made a bowl of egg drop soup.

Every day, while taking care of the spiritual plant, while cultivating and consolidating cultivation, the days pass quickly.

In the blink of an eye, the green rice is ripe, and the market is lively.

The secret realm of Baoshan Cliff is about to open in January, and the monks who should have arrived have arrived, some went directly to Sikang City, and some took a rest in Changlifang City first.

At this time, it is the most crowded and the market is the most lively and prosperous.

The prices of large and small things in the market have risen a lot.

Biqing rice is now as high as seventy broken spirits a catty, and it will be even higher when it is urgently needed.

After harvesting the Biqing Ling Rice one after another, processing it clean and bagging it, and getting another 10,000 Biqing rice balls, she decided to go to the black market.

During this time, the spirit stones accumulated by selling green rice and spirit grass were only two hundred and sixty-four pieces left after purchasing the ten-step red dust formation and the cost of cultivating spirit plants.

A large family has to be raised, the burden is too heavy, Chen Yanzhi has a phobia of insufficient spirit stones, and she must replace all these with spirit stones to feel at ease.

Now that she is in the late stage of advanced qi training, she has the best sword qi talisman and magic weapon by her side, and she has a lot of confidence.

The green rice group is bottled and put in storage bags, and the spiritual rice is bagged and put on a trolley.

As soon as he entered Fang City, he met Wen Jingchu again, and there was a handsome man on the second floor of Qi training standing next to him.

A peach blossom face, smiling brightly to the extreme, handsome and elegant, self-contained.

Seeing her, Wen Jingchu greeted her with a warm smile, and motioned for the beautiful man to step forward to help push the cart.

"I'll help you." His tone is gentle, his voice is clear, his eyebrows are affectionate, and he is extremely sultry.

Chen Yanzhi was really panicked at that time, she smelled the smell of conspiracy.

There are always people who want to harm me!

Immediately took out the hoe and sickle from the cart and pointed directly at the person, "Retreat, retreat, retreat!" ”

Seeing that the person was stunned, she pushed the cart and ran away, the speed was so fast that she couldn't see a shadow in a blink of an eye.

Wen Jingyan was surprised, and only shook his head for a long time and said, "It's really an elm head, and I don't understand the charm at all." ”

Wen Jingchu's eyebrows furrowed slightly, "I have checked this person, she has a little talent in spirit plants, if she can marry into the door, she can help the Wen family improve the spirit plant inheritance." ”

"Jing Yan, since your cultivation talent is not good, then contribute to the family in other aspects, don't be willful, and take her down as soon as possible."

"Got it, Brother Nine." Wen Jingyan nodded depressedly.

In addition to marriage, families will also look for gifted casual cultivators, or marry or recruit sons-in-law.

The Wen family made a living by refining weapons, and there were slight deficiencies in other aspects, so for the sake of the long run, they had to make up for it and develop in an all-round way.

Because of their helplessness, they are more valued in the clan than the monks of other families, and from generation to generation, the bloodline is implicated, so they naturally integrate into it.

Chen Yanzhi knew this, so she hurriedly ran away, she was really afraid that the Wen family would oppress people and force her to marry a weak woman.

She has no intention of finding a Taoist partner at all, the wise man does not fall in love, and the widow king becomes an immortal.

First go to Deshan Lou to send 500 catties, and then go to Muzhi Rice to send 300 catties, a total of 560 spirit stones, a bumper harvest.

Unfortunately, half of this is ground rent.

In the black market, as in the past.

Chen Yanzhi's whole body was pitch black, walking and stopping, looking for a candidate.

Although they all wear black cloaks, they can know their character by looking at their words and deeds, which is an extreme test of eyesight.

She doesn't have much eyesight, but it's always good to take a look.

Wandering around, she found a total of eight targets, all of whom were lively and business-savvy people.

She stepped forward solemnly, her voice old but serious, "Fellow Daoist, I have a gift of creation here, I don't know if you are interested?" ”

"Get away from Lao Tzu, deceive me, I think my life is long, Lao Tzu is determined to kill the head of the world's liars."

Chen Yanzhi: "......"

"Then I'll go."

It is not good to learn from the teacher, and to learn a lesson, we must be direct and straight to the point.

She went to the stall of another monk she was looking for, and when she saw that no one was paying attention, she cautiously handed over the note.

The man was stunned for a moment, but finally took it and opened it to take a look.

It is written: Daoyou, a large number of green rice groups are out, do you accept them?

He looked up in surprise and met Chen Yanzhi's wise eyes.

This son... Extraordinary.

He nodded and affirmed, "Yes." ”

Chen Yanzhi was satisfied, so she said, it must be that the person just now didn't know the goods.

This son... Good eye.

A handful took out a hundred porcelain bottles from the storage bag, "Eighty-five broken spirits are one bottle, which can be inspected." ”

This person really opened and inspected them one by one, and also picked a few random tastes, and after confirming that they were correct, he took out the spirit stone, handed over the money with one hand, and delivered the goods with the other.

The other six people were contacted in this way, four agreed, one doubted, and one ignored.

In the end, 500 bottles of rice balls were successfully sold, and a total of 425 spirit stones were earned.

The spirit stones were quite abundant all of a sudden, and she began to wander around the stalls, preparing to buy some uneaten spirit plants for the Void Fruit.

Spirit plants are easier to buy than seeds, but unfortunately only the spirit plants she has planted since she was a child can be rewarded.

If she encounters an unknown spirit plant that she cherishes or has never seen, she will spend the spirit stone in her pocket.

Of course, the chances of this happening are extremely low.

"This is a first-order scorpion grass? Then I want twenty plants. ”

"A total of forty spirit stones."

"Thirty, if you don't sell it, I'll leave."

"Then you go."

Chen Yanzhi: "......"

Just go, she went to buy it elsewhere.

"Twenty scorpion grasses, thirty-five spirit stones to sell me?"

"Deal."

Get a new spirit plant, not bad, good, continue to buy, buy, buy.

She bought another handful of unranked purple mist leaves.

I was seeing someone selling Huang Ling Cao, which was a first-order elixir that could refine the Huang Ling Pill for low-level Qi cultivators.

She stepped forward and asked for a price.

Suddenly there was a noise, and the stall owner reacted to the thief's speed, put things away in the blink of an eye, turned around and ran.

Chen Yanzhi's heart sank, and she also ran away, taking out a round ball to start as she ran, and pointing out the black market according to the spoon.

At the last moment of leaving the black market, she glanced back and saw two black cloaks slapped by a giant palm.

There was no struggle, only a thin flake of flesh and blood.

Chen Yanzhi's heart was pounding, her pupils were shocking, so powerful, so ferocious, really terrifying.

Resolutely stepped forward, shook her figure, and came to the antique house, the structure of the room was the same as before, but when she pushed the door out, it was Xijing Street, where her small courtyard was located.

didn't stay, she went back to the small courtyard directly, she leaned against the wall, her palms were full of cold sweat, "Is that the power of the foundation building monks, no wonder the monks in the black market are so well-behaved, they don't make noise and fight, and basically no one has a dispute." ”

Today is really thrilling, Chen Yanzhi will not dare to enter the black market in the future.

Now the spirit stones in his hand have reached 1,249.

There are still 300 catties of spiritual rice in hand, and you can pay rent by planting another 2,000 plants.

There are still red cloud grass seeds, there is no big cost, only some fragmentary uses, these spirit stones can be managed for a long time, and there is no shortage of money for the time being, so of course they can be refuted.

Frightened today, suspend cultivation, egg fried rice comforts, and sleep on a soft bed.