Lingxiao City is a city where immortal cultivators gather based on the development of the Immortal Cultivation Sect Bixiao Gate.

Under the setting sun, a ragged and unkempt teenager with rags on his body was walking alone on the streets west of Lingxiao City.

Most of the Fang markets of the generation in the west of the city are the property of the Han family, a big family of cultivating immortals. And Baicaotang, which is the largest store in the west of the city that sells medicinal herbs, also belongs to the Han family.

The young man walked into the Baicao Hall, and the shopkeeper behind the counter raised his eyes slightly, frowned, and then ignored it and continued to lower his head to sort out his accounts.

The young man didn't care, calmly walked to the counter, and put some medicinal herbs on the counter.

"Shopkeeper, look at these medicinal herbs. The boy said calmly.

Only then did the shopkeeper raise his head and casually rummage through the herbs.

"Green leaf lotus, golden vine...... They are all some unpopular medicinal materials, and the year is barely able to enter the medicine, hey! This purple poria is a bit old. The shopkeeper glanced at the young man with slanted eyes, and seemed to be quite curious that the young man could pick such a purple poria cocos, but it was also fleeting, and then he quickly calculated the accounts.

"A total of thirty lower-grade spirit stones!"

There was no change in the expression on the young man's face, and the shopkeeper didn't say anything more, took out thirty lower grade spirit stones and pushed them over. The young man tapped the spirit stone carefully, and then put it on his body, turned around and walked out.

The shopkeeper looked at the thin back of the young man, sighed slightly, shook his head, and then continued to sort out his accounts.

Out of the Baicao Hall, the young man changed his taciturn appearance, with a bright and innocent smile on his face, and jumped up happily.

"Thirty low-grade spirit stones, you can buy a bottle of Qi Gathering Pill!" the young man thought in his heart, and then looked left and right again, and after finding that no one noticed his actions, he continued to smirk and walk forward.

This young man's name is Li Hui, and he is a loose cultivator in this Lingxiao City.

Less than 100 meters to the east, there is an alley similar to the secular market called "Mortal Street". In this alley, there are restaurants, silk villages, oil and rice shops, inns, money houses and even green buildings, in short, the needs of secular life can be met here.

There are four alleys like this in Lingxiao City, four in the east, west, north and south, and they are controlled by the four major families in the city. This alley in the west of the city belongs to the Han family's industry like Baicaotang.

It is said to be an alley, but in fact, if it is placed in the secular world, it is also a very wide street. At the mouth of the alley is a money village, and the plaque reads: "Huitong Building".

In this alley, there are two kinds of common currency, one is the spirit stone that Li Hui got from selling medicinal materials just now. The other is worldly gold and silver.

Mortals are not allowed to live in Lingxiao City, and babies born in Lingxiao City will be registered and tested in the special institution "Spirit Measuring Pavilion" set up by Bixiao Gate in the city, if there is a couple in Lingxiao City who gives birth to a child, and the child has no spiritual root, then before the child is five years old, it must be sent outside Bixiao Mountain.

All the monks in Lingxiao City will spontaneously abide by this rule, because the survival of the immortal cultivation world is cruel, and a mortal who cannot cultivate without a spiritual root cannot survive in Lingxiao City at all.

Even casual cultivators who lived outside Lingxiao City would generally send their offspring who had no spiritual roots to the outside of the mountain and find a good family to adopt. These immortal cultivators are immortal-like beings in the eyes of mortals, so most of them can find a rich and noble family for their descendants to adopt.

And the low-level immortal cultivators who can't yet open the valley need to eat, drink, cloth, and live like mortals, so there are streets and alleys similar to the secular world.

The spirit stone is a common currency in the cultivation realm, which is equivalent to gold and silver in the world.

The spirit stone can directly absorb the aura inside, arrange the formation, and cast some spells that consume a lot of spiritual power when cultivating. According to the amount of spiritual power contained, the spirit stones are divided into four grades: lower grade, middle grade, upper grade, and best grade.

Generally, one hundred lower-grade spirit stones can be exchanged for a medium-grade spirit stone, and a thousand medium-grade spirit stones are difficult to exchange for a high-grade spirit stone. As for the best spirit stones, they are immeasurable, and the entire immortal cultivation world is also extremely rare.

In the world of cultivating immortals, spirit stones are generally used as currency, but the value of these items required by the world is too low to be measured by spirit stones, so there are shops like Huitong Building that specialize in the exchange of spirit stones and gold and silver.

Li Hui came to the Huitong Building and walked to the counter, where the shopkeeper was a smiling fat man with a fat head and big ears and a gorgeous robe, but he looked like a worldly businessman and a philistine.

"Exchange for two lower grade spirit stones. Li Hui put the two lower grade spirit stones on the counter. Ignoring the fat man's smiling face, he knew that the fat man slaughtered people without blinking his eyes.

"Okay! two pieces of spirit stones, exchange for one hundred taels of silver!" the fat man shouted loudly, and a fellow came over with a hundred taels of silver and put it on the counter.

Li Hui took a hundred taels of silver, his face was a little painful, and he turned around and walked out. The fat shopkeeper still smiled and said, "Slow down and don't send it." ”

"It's too dark!" this is what Li Hui thinks after exchanging silver here every time. Exchange the spirit stone for silver, and exchange a low-grade spirit stone for fifty taels of silver. However, if you exchange silver for spirit stones, one hundred taels of silver can be exchanged for a low-grade spirit stone.

Most of the immortal cultivators in the city will also support certain forces in the mortal world, some are gangs in the rivers and lakes, and some support commercial houses.

In this way, the forces of the mortal world provided materials to the Xiuxian family in the city, and the Xiuxian family used these shops in the city to turn these materials into spirit stones and silver. The spirit stone is used for the cultivation of the immortal family, while the silver two are used to develop the power of the secular world.

This alley in the city, which is like a market in the secular world, sells things several times higher than those in the secular world, and there will be a huge price difference between the exchange of spirit stones for silver and the exchange of silver for spirit stones. These intermediate profits were all grabbed by the Xiuxian family.

Walking out of Huitong Building, I met a young man dressed in white and shaking a folding fan, like a rich boy in the secular world. He was followed by several teenagers dressed in black who looked like bodyguards.

The young man in white is called Han Hao, and his father is in charge of Huitonglou behind the scenes. This Han Hao has a golden and wooden double spirit root, and he is also a well-qualified among the younger generation of the Han family, he is fifteen years old this year, and he is already a seventh-level cultivator in the Qi refining period, and there is no suspense about becoming an inner disciple under the Bixiao Sect.

Therefore, his father also rose to a high position in the family and was in charge of the operation of the Huitong Building. And this guy often thinks of himself as a young owner, and often wanders around this area.

Li Hui glanced at Han Hao, ignored it and prepared to leave. At this time, Han Hao shook the folding fan to block Li Hui's way: "Yo, what kind of costume is this?

The teenagers in the back laughed.

Li Hui stood quietly, and there was no change on his face. Han Hao circled around Li Hui like looking at a strange animal, looked up and down, and couldn't stop sighing in amazement. The black-clothed boys laughed so hard that their heads almost touched the ground.

"Let the young owner smile. Li Hui said flatly.

"Huh?" Han Hao had a hint of surprise on his face, and said in a playful tone: "Not bad, you're quite interesting!, unlike a guy last time, Wang Dong, how did we meet that guy last time?" This last sentence was said to a black-clothed young man in the class.

"Ahem!" The young man in black stood up with a hippie smile and pretended to cough twice: "Young master, look at it!"

Han Hao and several other teenagers looked at this Wang Dong's funny appearance, and they had already burst into laughter.

"Ahem!" Wang Dong cleared his throat, put his hands behind his back, straightened his waist, and said in "righteous words": "Thirty years in Hexi, thirty years in Hedong, I'd rather bully the pulsatilla than the poor youth!"

After speaking, he immediately returned to his servile appearance, and said to Han Hao with a smile: "Young Master, is this so?" After speaking, he couldn't help laughing.

"Hahaha...... Hahaha...... Right...... Right...... Hahaha...... That's it...... Hahaha laughed at me!" Han Hao bent down with laughter, and his speech was intermittent.

Several other black-clothed teenagers were also smiling.

After a while, Han Hao straightened his waist, and his shoulders that were still cramping shrugged and smiled: "Haha, that guy was beaten by Wang Dong and the others for at least half a month and couldn't get out of bed, haha...... Hahaha!"

Li Hui still stood quietly, with no expression on his face, and did not say a word.

"Hey, boy, don't you think it's funny, who is pulling a donkey's face to show you?" the black-clothed young man named Wang Dong shouted at Li Hui with his finger.

"It's really funny!" Li Hui held back the resentment in his heart and said lightly.

"Okay, Young Master Ben is also happy, let's get down to business!" Han Hao re-unfolded the folding fan, made the appearance of the son-in-law, and walked towards Huitong Building, and several other black-clothed teenagers hurriedly followed.

Li Hui stood in place, his fists clenched slowly, his eyes full of anger.

The cultivation realm is so cruel, if you don't have the strength, then even saying a tough word will become a laughing stock. Only the strong are qualified to pretend to put down their stature and sympathize with the weak with a condescending posture.

Li Hui's clenched fists slowly relaxed, he had never been so eager to get stronger as he was today......

After a long time, Li Hui's face slowly returned to normal, and he glanced back at the hanging plaque in Huitong Building, and a trace of ruthlessness flowed in his eyes:

Insult me today, and he will pay for it with blood every day!

Li Hui didn't say this sentence, and now that he said it, it would be hypocritical! Anger without strength is meaningless! A strong person is not hot-headed and becomes strong by saying a few childish and enthusiastic words!

Looking back, Li Hui didn't hesitate any longer, and strode towards the depths of Mortal Street.