Of course, the rent of these caves is not cheap, just like Cheng Zhaozhao and Qingmu just found two small caves that were only enough for one person to cultivate in the middle of the mountain, and each cave mansion cost ten spirit stones every month.

Finally, there is a mountain peak that seems to have been directly flattened by the great monk with powerful means, and it has become a big round platform, the mountain has no tomb, and the land can be round, which means that the wealth is wide, and it is naturally where the Fang market is located, and Cheng Zhaozhao is just there.

With a token given by Haoshan City, Cheng Zhaozhao entered the small cave mansion he rented. There is only a simple stone bed and a stone table and stone bench in the cave, and there are no other things.

To say that it is simple is really simple, which makes Cheng Zhaozhao think of the nest of demon beasts in the Cangwu Mountains.

However, most monks only use the cave as a temporary shelter, and as long as the ban is put in place, everything will be fine without outsiders disturbing them.

In fact, if you don't enter the city once, it is really not cost-effective to ask for two spirit stones, and Cheng Zhaozhao wants to live directly outside the city. Of course, there are not a few people who do this, and there are many monks outside the city, but the disputes and dangers that occur are dozens of times greater than those in the city.

Her strength is low now, so she can only choose to stay in the city first.

Saving your life matters.

On the day of entering the city, Qingmu took her to hand over the task, but was told that the steward of Mushengmen would only come to Haoshan City at the beginning of the month, but unfortunately this time the steward had just left.

Of course, monks who can't wait can also go directly to the sect, but Mushengmen is very far away from Haoshan City.

Because he was worried that Cheng Zhaozhao was alone in the city, Qingmu decided to stay with him first.

She took out one of the storage bags Kiyoki had given her and poured out the pile of things inside.

The thirteen spirit stones were sold by Qingmu and her all the way from the Cangwu Mountains and the spirit plants and demon beasts they collected.

There are a total of thirty-five spirit stones, half for each person, this is because Qingmu felt that Cheng Zhaozhao needed some spirit stones to support his body when he first entered the cultivation realm, so he gave more, otherwise with her cultivation of the first level of qi, she would definitely not get so much reward for her strength.

Qingmu took over some of the tasks left by Huang Laodao, and he lived in seclusion and practiced every day.

In addition to the spirit stone, it was a bottle of Yangyuan Dan and a bottle of Bigu Dan that Cheng Zhaozhao bought, as well as a small silver sword given by Qingmu.

A penny is hard to die a hero, she has a deep understanding of this.

There was also a package on the table, a few pieces of clothing brought from Daping Village. Most of the monks in the city were wearing special vestments, and a very few were wearing ordinary cloth clothes, so they didn't have to think that they were all low-level monks.

A few books, and a small money bag that she found later, with a string of copper coins in it, which Old Man Ji didn't know when he stuffed in. Old man Ji loves copper coins the most, presumably hoping that it can help Cheng Zhaozhao resolve some difficulties.

But he may not realize that this Immortal Cultivation Realm copper coin is not useful at all, and it is all traded with spirit stones as currency here.

Cheng Zhaozhao held her head and thought, at present, she is really poor and white, and the most important thing is to earn spirit stones.

"Spirit Stone, Spirit Stone......" Cheng Zhaozhao muttered.

She looks like an old man Ji who has nothing to do and sits under the copper money tree.

"Knock knock, knock knock!"

Cheng Zhaozhao's gaze fell, but Qianli was holding the bottle with a sharp mouth, and the bottle was filled with Bigu Dan.

"Are you hungry again?" Cheng Zhaozhao opened the bottle, but Qianli didn't eat it.

"If you don't eat, you won't have anything to eat, this is not Daping Village, there is no kitchen and no meat. Cheng Zhaozhao poured out a Bigu Pill and handed it to Qianli.

Clairvoyant eyelids drooped, and he suddenly lay on the table.

"Don't play dead on me, I know Kiyoki just fed you five white fish yesterday. ”

"Giggles. ”

"Not enough to stuff your teeth? Come on, you'll show me how big your teeth are. Cheng Zhaozhao pressed Qianli's head and reached out to pick up its sharp mouth.

"Giggles!"

"Have I changed, have I become stingy?" Cheng Zhaozhao snorted and grinned: "You just know, Qianli, I can tell you, we are not as good as before, we are poor, and there are only ten spirit stones left in the poor." Like the old man said, if you want to eat meat, you have to rely on your ability!"

This is not only for Chisato to hear, but also for herself.

Speaking of which, in the past, she could only distinguish joy and anger from Qianli's cries, but since she introduced qi into her body, she could guess some of Qianli's chickling, and could vaguely understand the meaning, especially for Qianli's sometimes disdainful and sometimes good-selling eyes, which meant even more inseparable.

Qianli turned around, his head tilted weakly and no longer moved, and the old man Ji who carried meat home from time to time came to mind.

The eagle is too miserable.

Seeing Qianli's loveless appearance, Cheng Zhaozhao patted its head: "Let's face the reality, na, Bigu Dan will be put for you, and you will eat it when you are hungry." No, eat less when you're hungry. ”

Since coming to this Haoshan City, I have seen a lot of monks with spirit pets, and naturally their spirit pets are also pampered and arrogant, and they have become annoying.

So, Qianli, you have to let it know that within the scope of her ability, she will share the best with it. But these are hard times, and it can't be too capricious.

Ignoring it anymore, Cheng Zhaozhao sat cross-legged on the stone bed, closed his eyes and began to cultivate.

The halo was up and down, and Qingmu once said that the period when he first entered the cultivation was the most difficult, and every day seemed to be suffering from some kind of torture, and the loneliness and silence were like a giant beast that had been dormant for a long time, and it could swallow him every time.

But Cheng Zhaozhao's whole body was warm, as if bathed in the sun, this was the feeling she felt every time she practiced, it was really comfortable.

Yes, if it weren't for the limited spiritual power, she would have hoped to cultivate until she was old.

After a long time, Qianli saw that Cheng Zhaozhao was not moving, and couldn't help but get up and flap his wings, and glanced in her direction under his drooping eyelids, remembering what Old Man Ji said, 'If you want to eat meat, you have to rely on your ability', and kicked Kai Gu Dan at the moment, jumped off the stone table and walked out of the cave with high spirits.

The spiritual power is accumulating, and Cheng Zhaozhao's divine sense has also probed into the body, to better cultivate, first of all, be familiar with how the spiritual energy in the body circulates, and naturally do not let go of every place.

It's just that when the Divine Consciousness patrolled through the Sea of Knowledge, Cheng Zhaozhao noticed that there was a ball of light like cotton wool in the Sea of Consciousness, and the Divine Sense would feel a warmth that was not too hot when it passed through.

What is it?

She had already read the Eight Veins Diagram of the Monk's Qi Sutra and the Detailed Explanation of the Sea of Knowledge in the appendix of the "Firmament Qi Technique". But there was never any mention of such a existence in the sea of knowledge.

Driven by curiosity, Cheng Zhaozhao's divine sense once again probed into the point of light.

The sound of 'boom' was like lightning and thunder. Her divine consciousness was instantly absorbed by the point of light, and countless phantom illusions surfaced!

On the cliff of Lone Peak, there was a woman dressed in white with a graceful posture, holding a blue spirit sword and dancing quickly.

A sword.

Two swords.

......

Countless swords.