The morning market in the ancient city of Qin is very lively, people come and go, and Xiao Junsheng sneakily comes to a martial arts hall on the edge of the city.

"Dacheng Martial Arts Pavilion, accept disciples, ten taels of silver, you can become a disciple of Master Chengwu, Master Chengwu is an outer disciple of the Xingzhu Gate, and he is his apprentice, but he can contact the Xianmen. Someone shouted on the side of the street.

Jun Sheng quietly approached and asked the person who was shouting, "Big brother, this Chengwu master, does he know how to do kendo?"

"What nonsense are you talking about, of course you will, Master Chengwu, eighteen kinds of weapons, proficient in everything, just a few sword weapons, no problem. The man patted his chest and assured.

Jun Sheng was a little moved when he heard this, but he fell into a question, where did the ten taels of silver come from?

Jun Sheng quietly left the street and returned to the bottom of the overpass where he made a living, where there was a carving stall, and the only craft that Jun Sheng knew at that time.

In fact, there were not many things on the stall, a few pieces of wood, which he sawed casually in the mountains outside the city in the morning, and a few stones, which were also cheap stones that he found casually.

The most expensive thing on the stall is the small carving knife, which Jun Sheng spent a tael of silver in exchange, and one or two silver is already a huge amount of money for Jun Sheng, so Jun Sheng also brought the small carving knife with him.

During the day, Junsheng set up a stall under the overpass to sell his carvings, and sometimes in the evening he would go to the mountains outside the city to collect herbs and materials for carving.

Jun Sheng's hands are covered with scars from knife cuts, he taught himself to carve for a long time, and his hands are often injured, leaving many scars.

Jun Sheng took out the square stone he was looking for and sat down, took out a carving knife, and silently carved the wood in front of him.

"A piece of wood carving is fifty wen, stone carving is one hundred wen, wood carving does not cost anything, you can go to the mountain to pick wood, stone carving costs thirty wen, one tael of silver and one thousand wen, ten taels of silver and ten thousand wen, when do I have to save it-" Jun Sheng silently calculated in his heart, the last helplessness, money is too important to him.

"Boss, how much does this wood carving cost?" asked a woman in red when she saw a pictogram wood carving on the stall.

"Fifty wen for wood carving, one hundred wen for stone carving. Jun Sheng seemed to be in business, and immediately straightened out.

The woman in red looked at the small wood carving for a while, "Yes, the carving is good, but it's a pity that it's too small, and the wood is too ordinary, I want it, give you the money." ”

Jun Sheng took the money and put it into the small money bag on his body, which was very empty, because it was a long time before he came to business, and he might have to eat for seven or eight days for a business.

The woman in red did not leave immediately, but took the wood carving and asked, "Young man, seeing that your knife skills are good, are you interested in helping Mufu carve a stone sculpture?"

Jun Sheng was stunned for a moment, in his impression, Mufu was one of the largest wealthy families in the ancient city of Qin, with a family of few monks.

"It's that Mufu needs to complete an altar, and it needs to carve stone carving, and there are so many masters in the city, so you see that your skills are good, so are you interested. The woman in red continued, she was admiring her.

Although Jun Sheng's business is not good, he still has craftsmanship, but it is a pity that most of the people around his stall are poor people in the slums, and there are very few people who can afford handicrafts.

In fact, don't look down on wood carvings and stone carvings, they are in the world of cultivating immortals, they also have their uses, many sacrifices and large arrays are indispensable, plus ordinary Dao patterns, the role of a stone carving is not weaker than a magic weapon, but this thing has too high requirements for people, not only is it difficult, but also the yield is low, generally only the big forces will support this kind of profession.

This kind of profession is called a spirit carver in the world of cultivating immortals, and once the realm reaches a certain point, the status is no worse than the four realms of the Dan Weapon Rune Array, but unfortunately it is too difficult, and it is difficult to pick a seedling to be a spirit carver for thousands of miles.

"I, I won't give spirits......" Jun Sheng said weakly, he has honed his skills for many years, but he has not cultivated the exercises, so he can't do it.

Through the spiritual power of the spirit carver, the most important thing to communicate with the world and obtain the recognition of the heaven and the earth, is the spirit.

"It's okay, you just need to get started, there is a master, and you can learn something from the master. The woman in red said with a smile, she went out this time to bring back a few carvers with good craftsmanship in the city.

Jun Sheng is more strange, his craftsmanship is okay, but the materials are not, he does not accept handouts, and he only sells a certain amount for a period of time, because he also has to ensure the quality of every thing, so the income is very small, it is okay to support himself, and a little girl will not last long.

"How much is the pay?" Jun Sheng still has to care about the pay.

The woman in red directly took out a money bag, heavy, at least a thousand wen, she knew the rules, the young man in front of her, how much to do, how much to take, never more, and according to his price.

Jun Sheng looked at the money bag and felt excited, this money should be enough for him and the little girl to eat for a long time.

"Okay, I promise you, but I'll only do my daytime work. Jun Sheng put forward the last condition, he would go back at night to take care of Xinlian.

"Okay, you can come with me. The woman in red agreed and led the way.

......

"Huhu...... How long will it take? Yu Bao gasped and asked, he had been running sleepless for a day and a night.

Three thousand miles is not a particularly difficult thing for a body refining cultivator, with the cultivation of Yubao, but it can be completed in five days, purely relying on his own running.

"I ran 400 miles today, it's good, don't take off your clothes, sit down and rest. Nian Xiang sat on Yu Bao's shoulder and nodded, Yu Bao's perseverance was expected by him.

"Plop~"

Yu Bao didn't complain, sat down, and the armor on his body made a sound.

At this time, it was night, the starry sky was shining, and Yubao was sitting on a mountain.

The evening breeze blew, blowing away the fatigue of Yubao running for a day and a night.

"Nianxiang, who are you?" Yu Bao couldn't help but ask.

On his shoulder, he listened to it, and fell into deep thought, and said slowly:

"I come from the abyss, a man who has experienced despair......"

It's still the same answer, Yu Bao also knows that Nian Xiang doesn't seem to want to mention his past, even so, he can feel that Nian Xiang is full of kindness to him in everything.

In the past six months since Yu Bao came into contact with the immortal cultivation world, he has experienced more things than some people have experienced in his life, and many crises have been passed with the help of Nian Xiang, and sometimes it can even be said that without Nian Xiang, Yu Bao may have died long ago.

Probably so, Yu Bao has always trusted Nianxiang, no matter what he asked him to do, he did not hesitate, and helped him keep the secret of his identity for so long, even his most trusted master was not exposed.