Early morning.

Zhushan Xianfang.

Wisps of sunlight sprinkled from the sky, lighting up the entire Zhushan Xianfang slightly.

As the sun rises, the entire Zhushan Xianfang gradually "comes alive".

Figures are intertwined.

Not so wide on the streets.

Cries of sale came from all directions.

"The inferior thick earth charm is a must-have for home protection! One of the five spirit stones. ”

"Lingmi! Home-grown spiritual rice, a spiritual stone ten catties! ”

"Inferior demon beast meat, two catties of a spirit stone!"

“......”

The spring breeze carries a hint of coldness, and pedestrians on the streets come and go in a hurry.

Only the vendors looked eagerly at the crowd, hoping for business to come.

He loosened his sleeves, swept his gaze over the surrounding crowd, and after stopping for a moment at the Lingmi stall, he reluctantly looked away and looked at the Fanmi placed on the side.

Lingmi is delicious, and it can also increase cultivation.

But now that I am shy in my pocket, I still want to fill my stomach.

"Senior, help me weigh twenty catties of mortal rice." Coming to the rice stall, He Song spoke.

"Okay, two spirit sands."

Spirit sand is a smaller transaction currency than spirit stones, and one spirit stone is enough to exchange for a hundred spirit sand.

As for the mundane silver taels or gold, they are worthless in the world of cultivating immortals.

In the world of cultivating immortals, as long as there is something with spiritual power, the smallest monetary unit is spiritual sand.

The rice seller was an old man, who looked old, but the spiritual pressure on his body made He Song secretly palpitate.

Seeing that He Song only bought twenty catties of rice, he didn't say anything, just put the rice into a package, raised his hand and handed it to He Song.

He Song took out the two spiritual sands that had been prepared a long time ago from his cuffs, paid the money with one hand, and delivered the goods with the other.

Carrying twenty catties of rice, a stone in He Song's heart fell to the ground.

I don't look at the other stalls.

Turn around and walk towards the exit of the stall area.

"The first time I went out, it went well."

Holding rice in his hand, He Song was secretly relieved as he walked.

Although he already knew from the memory of his predecessor that killing was forbidden in Zhushan Xianfang, knowing that he knew that coming to a strange world for the first time also made He Song feel uneasy.

He Song is a traverser.

Three days ago, he crossed into this world and occupied the body of an immortal cultivator who cultivated qi at the first level.

Fortunately, the predecessor of this body is also called He Song, and after obtaining the memory of the predecessor, He Song stayed at home for three days, and then the living habits and various small habits of the predecessor were perfectly reproduced.

This is the realm of cultivating immortals.

There are often things to give up.

It is a matter of his own net worth and life, and it is naturally impossible for He Song to step out of the house without making a little preparation.

If someone finds out about taking away the house, I am afraid that they will be hacked to death immediately as an evil cultivator.

Now, after three days of imitating and strengthening his memory, and making sure that he would no longer be found abnormal, He Song went out and looked at the familiar and unfamiliar immortal cultivation world in front of him with his eyes for the first time.

The place where He Song lives is not far from the stall area.

After walking with rice for a while, and after not finding anyone following him, He Song returned to his home.

Close the door.

Locked.

Leaning back against the door.

He Song exhaled slowly.

"It's better to be a society governed by the rule of law, at least you don't have to worry about losing your life inexplicably."

"But...... If I hadn't crossed over, I would have figured out how to turn myself in by now to get the best protection, right? ”

"Immortality is not easy to hide in modern society."

Putting the rice bag in his hand aside, a panel with white characters on a black background suddenly appeared in front of He Song, and only he could see it.

"Name: He Song."

"Lifespan: Unlimited."

The traverser with a gold finger.

This kind of thing is perfectly normal.

He Song has read a lot of novels, so naturally he will not be unfamiliar with such things as goldfingers.

However, the panel with white characters on a black background in front of him did not bring He Song the kind of golden finger that was second to second and second to air.

On the contrary, its function is still a bit chicken in He Song's eyes.

Longevity is unlimited.

Eternal life.

Sounds wonderful.

How many emperors and prominent nobles in the world have pursued immortality in their old age.

But...... Being at the bottom of the immortal cultivation world, it seems a bit chicken to obtain such an ability with the cultivation of the first level of Qi cultivation.

Who are the people who have pursued immortality since ancient times?

Emperor of the world.

Illustrious aristocrats.

Wealthy businessmen.

Millennial family.

These people all have something in common.

The status is extremely high, and he can taste the beauty of the world and grasp the power of the world.

If they continue to live, they will be able to enjoy their good life forever.

Has there ever been an ordinary person living at the bottom of society who wants to pursue immortality?

An elderly beggar begs for immortality and continues to beg for food for 10,000 years?

The woman in the Qinglou seeks longevity, and the Qinglou has been receiving guests for 10,000 years?

Farmers in the field seek longevity and plough the fields for 10,000 years?

The company's social animals seek longevity and strive to move bricks for 10,000 years?

Is masochistic tendencies so severe?

After immortality and unlimited longevity, you still need to live.

If you are wounded, you will die, if you are poisoned, if you are hungry and sick, you will die.

Plus you need money for food, money for medical treatment, money for rent, and everything.

In such a situation, the immortals at the bottom of society will not be as beautiful as they imagined.

Of course.

If you are a prince and noble, it is a different matter, and almost all those who seek immortality are also princes and nobles.

In this way, this golden finger is indeed a bit chicken in He Song's opinion.

However, He Song was not discouraged.

This world has one more thing than the world I was in in my previous life, which can change my life against the sky.

Cultivating immortals!

Cultivating immortals is no better than others.

As long as you have the time to absorb the aura into your body, then your cultivation will gradually increase.

When the cultivation begins to grow.

Your status, class, and strength will gradually increase.

At this moment, He Song's cultivation was at the first level of Qi refining, and his status was at the bottom of the immortal cultivation world.

But if the cultivation breaks through to the foundation building period, He Song's identity and status will change dramatically in an instant.

Further up, He Song's identity and status will naturally change.

This is what can really change one's life against the sky!

As long as you live long, your status will continue to improve, and no one will question it, and no one will dare to suppress it.

Strength is the foundation of all status!

......

"Alas, the most important thing now is to earn spirit stones."

Shaking his head and putting aside the thoughts in his heart, He Song sighed lightly, and then grabbed the rice bag on the side and stood up.

Pour the rice from the rice bag into the bottomed rice jar.

He Song looked at the room in front of him, which was already very familiar, and this was his future home.

The home is rented.

Ten spirit stones a month is not cheap.

For He Song now, it is very expensive.

Xianfang never cares if he can rent a house for casual cultivation.

Such an expensive rent is also a test for Xianfang to "screen" qualified monks.

If you can't even pay the rent, then leave Xianfang and go to be a casual cultivator.

Although the aura of the outside world has thinned a little.

Although the outside world is a little more dangerous.

Although the mortality rate in the outside world is higher.

But at least, there is no need for so much rent.

After groping around around in the house for a long time, He Song finally looked at the more than thirty spirit stones placed on the table in front of him and fell into deep thought.

If you only pay rent.

This spirit stone can be paid for three months.

But if you add food and drink, plus the cost of learning a craft, He Song feels that he is afraid that he will be swept out of the house soon.