Yingzhou, Fusang City.

I saw a silky and smooth mountain protection array, like a transparent glass bell, shrouding the Tianyuan Immortal Mountain, which was more than 1,000 zhang high, in a radius of hundreds of miles, shrouded in a mist.

"It's worthy of the Tianyuan Immortal Sect, it's magnificent! It's a pity that it can't be ......."

It's sour!

Zhang Changkong sighed, suppressed the envy in his eyes, turned around and returned to the spirit shed, took out a stack of copper foil from the storage bag, and distributed them to the filial sons and grandsons around him one by one.

"There was once a very important person, standing in front of you, you didn't cherish it, and you regretted it when you lost it, the most painful thing in the world is nothing more than this!

If Heaven can give you a chance to start over, you would love to hold her hand and cry softly.

It's just that when it comes to the end, you find that you can't cry at all, and you can't fulfill your responsibility to accompany her on the last journey......

But don't worry, as long as you're willing to pay a few copper fish, everything will be easy.

My profession is a crying spirit, I have always been good-mouthed, and I am good at grasping the rhythm, and I can take you to see her off on her last journey.

Just think about it, if there are people around you who need it, you can let them come here to me. Of course, you can also book a ...... for yourself."

The copper foil is very exquisitely made, in addition to the auspicious cloud pattern carved on it, there is also the address of the weeping soul, which is Zhang Changkong modeled after the business card of later generations.

There are too many templates in the cracks of the hotel door, just take one out at random, as long as the highlights are highlighted......

Fusang City is a big city in Yingzhou, there are many immortal families in it, there are many shops, and the weeping spirit people are the oldest trades, there are not thousands, but there are hundreds of people.

The smell of wine is also afraid of deep alleys, not to mention just crying spirits.

If it weren't for the copper foil business card, relying only on word-of-mouth, Zhang Changkong's business would have been yellow a long time ago......

I think when I first arrived in Fusang City, I was penniless, living on the streets, and even eating became a problem.

As a former photographer, there is no use in this immortal wilderness, and the coolies can't fight the locals who have a little cultivation.

When I was hungry, I happened to meet a family doing white things, and I was waiting for guests, so I cheekily went to cry a few times in front of the spirit.

It's a good place to eat.

The deceased is great, and no one will miss a few bites of food from the weeping spirit.

Zhang Changkong slowly saved some copper fish with a sharp mouth of a spiritual tooth, and later made a copper foil business card with a stroke of his brain, and there were more and more guests who came to him.

"Stop mourning!"

With the arrival of the last group of mourners, the head of the mourning hall instructed everyone in a sad tone that they could pay their respects to the remains of the deceased and see the last face.

"Don't cry for filial sons and grandchildren, be careful not to drop tears into the coffin, otherwise the deceased will have something in mind and the soul will be disturbed!"

Zhang Changkong, as a crying soul, took the lead in stopping the crying, got up and led everyone around the coffin to pay homage to the remains.

When he reached the end of the coffin, an illusory SLR lens suddenly appeared in front of him, which was the only thing that accompanied him to this immortal world!

Photography is poor for three generations, and SLR ruins a lifetime......

With a "click" to take the photo, a soft light rose from the coffin, rushing into my mind, and the remnants of the corpse disappeared without a trace in an instant.

It's actually a book of exercises!

The deceased was more than 300 years old, and he was only in the middle stage of foundation building, and he had not even completed the foundation building period, let alone the Yuan Dan period, which was a little higher.

What good things can be?

But it seems that he only has to build a foundation......

That's it, thanks to the blessing of the SLR, I got the most basic foundation building exercises.

Unlike the disciples of the Great Gate Sect, there is no one to guide them in their casual cultivation, there is no suitable exercise, and they do not have a lot of resources, so they are so pitiful on the road of cultivating immortals, they can only secretly grope for themselves!

Zhang Changkong didn't have time to take a closer look, and continued to lead everyone around, silently reciting in his heart: "The edict of the Taishang, the lonely soul of Chaoyou, the ghost of everything, the four lives are gracious, get rid of the sea of suffering, and reincarnate as an adult!"

Next, the nailing, the coffin, the cutting, and the ...... and so on, and so on, it is indispensable to take the filial sons and grandchildren to cry again.

Zhang Changkong thought that he would never go back in this life, and couldn't help but feel sad from it, and he sighed and cried, until the filial piety cloth of his father-in-law was so wet that he could wring out the water.

For a moment, the cry moved the heavens and the earth, and the wind and clouds changed color, and the dark waves turned over......

The ethereal powerlessness of the world hits people's hearts, and relatives and friends inside and outside the spiritual shed come and go, and they all feel the same way.

The listener is sad, and the listener weeps!

"The children of this family are really filial. Listen to this heart, it really makes people cut their hearts and intestines, cut their flesh and dig their hearts!"

"I heard that I came back from a long way, so it's better for the child to stay around!"

"No, when I hear them cry, I want to cry along, woo woo...... When the funeral is over, I'll go back to see my father!"

“......”

When the water in the sleeve was finished, Zhang Changkong felt that the rhythm had been almost done, and quietly retreated to find the principal to get the other half of the remuneration, and floated away......

Hidden merit and fame!

The distance from the south of the city to the north of the city is not close, and it is already twilight when you return to your yard through the whole city.

The Heavenly Origin Immortal Sect's Heaven-Shaking Drum came from afar, and it rang one hundred and eight times.

Zhang Changkong looked at his yard and sighed.

The courtyard of the two entrances is a bit dilapidated, it is time to change to a better place to live, but Fusang City is not inferior to the big cities of later generations!

It's better to save some money and go to a better place......

The south of the city is a rich area, and he has seen the houses there many times, and his favorite is the closed three-entry courtyard of Yunlu.

The courtyard is located in the middle of the mountain, surrounded by mountains and rivers, with beautiful scenery, especially facing the sea, exuding a feeling of lightness and inner surging.

Didn't you just want to face the sea in the past? Who knew that when you came to the fairy world, there was still only this pursuit......

Zhang Changkong pushed the door in, sat in front of the desk and drank a sip of water, before he had time to enter the Shenhai and take a look at the newly ingested exercises.

Every time the weeping spirit returned, it became his greatest pleasure to see the newly acquired items, although he didn't have much hope......

When three meals a day are settled and life can go on, people must learn to be content.

If you are not satisfied, you can only learn to engage in some side jobs, after all, people have no windfall and no wealth, and horses have no night grass and no fat.

Of course, if it ends up as a result of people dying for money and birds dying for food, you can't blame others......

People are born gambling animals, just like grabbing red envelopes, even if they can only grab a dime, they are very happy, not to mention that the half-covered pipa is especially covered with faces, and it seems to be open......

You can't live without a dream, what if it comes true?

Zhang Changkong sank down, opened the exercises, and saw four big characters written on the cover page: Furnace Ding Danshu.

It's actually just a Dan book?

It's still a furnace system, no wonder the old man hangs up......

Zhang Changkong couldn't help but feel disappointed, he was still young, and he was not interested in cultivating the furnace ding!

However, the next second......

I still gladly opened the Dan book, and the moment I opened it, the content of the Furnace Ding Dan Technique quickly poured into my mind.

As the spell was quickly introduced, more and more smiles bloomed on his face.

Steady......

Sent ......

Hahaha...... It turned out to be real alchemy!

It's still an elixir coveted by alchemists!