Three days later, after finishing the chores of the pill medicine workshop, He Miaomiao said goodbye to Shopkeeper Lu and went out of the city with He Quanling.

The shopkeeper of the Immortal Fu Pavilion really gave He Quanling a reward of two hundred spirit stones as the shopkeeper Lu said, and sold him ten first-order low-grade fireball talismans at a low price of five percent, and only spent fifty spirit stones in total.

He Miaomiao bought the pill that had just been refined from Shopkeeper Lu, two bottles of Soul Replenishment, Blood Rejuvenation and Bigu Pill, and the reward of two hundred spirit stones was swept away.

The combined net worth of the two of them is only one hundred and fifty spirit stones. Fortunately, the road to Pingchuan City is long, and they will pass through two medium-sized cities, and they can pick up spirit grass all the way, reach the city and sell it.

On the way this time, there will definitely be a large number of scattered cultivators, although it is not that they will be robbed every time they collide, but there are too many monks who do not have enough money, and they are cultivating at the ninth level of Qi refining, and they all have storage bags on their bodies, and it is inevitable that they will be targeted.

Robbery is not the only way to earn spirit stones for casual cultivation, but it is also an extremely important one.

He Zhengchu has always refused to take the initiative to rob, He Miaomiao and He Quanling followed him to learn all common sense, and naturally they did the same.

He once said to He Miaomiao and He Quanling with a righteous face that the monks could fight back, but they could not take the initiative to seek money and kill them.

As for the reason, he couldn't understand it, but he went out to practice before, and listened to a senior in the later stage of foundation building in the tea shop to talk about it, but the specific reason was also vague.

But now it seems that his principle is just a joke, and if he doesn't take the initiative, it's just that the chips are not high enough.

He Miaomiao really didn't want to take the initiative to kill people for the treasure.

If it is sent to the door for nothing, it is not in line with her character not to pick it up, but if she wants to make money and kill her, she always feels a little embarrassed in her heart.

Each monk's bottom line is different, for He Miaomiao, her bottom line is to have revenge and revenge, if people don't interfere with her well water, she won't take the initiative to provoke.

For those who have bad intentions, even if they are monks like Wei Yunxin and the nameless male cultivators, she will never let herself suffer from that idleness, and her soft-heartedness will only make people gain an inch.

But for those monks who pass by and do not interfere with each other, no matter how rich her net worth is and how low her cultivation is, she will never be greedy.

Whether it's killing people or grabbing treasures, in fact, it's not a big deal in the world of cultivating immortals.

In the blink of an eye, the entire Qinglang Realm does not know how many people will fall.

He Miaomiao has no hatred or disgust for those monks who choose to take the initiative to rob, and she does not think that she is on the "right" side.

Because the bottom line in the heart is different, everyone's choice is different, but it is just hostile, how can there be any right or wrong.

All the way, day and night, He Miaomiao and the two soon took the low-level spirit grass full of storage bags, and the messy things that were fought all the way, to the first city on the way to Pingchuan City, Anyuan City.

Yasuhara Castle is not as big as Huaquan Castle, but it is still much more prosperous than Undulating Dragon Castle and Gaoling Castle.

It does not belong to any force, and all the rules are the same as those of Huaquan City, and the city lord who is elected every fifty years manages all matters.

The only difference is that as long as you leave the city gate, there is no prohibition on fighting, and even if you die at the city gate, the guards will not take a second look.

The terrain of Yasuhara Castle is flat, and the caves of the inn are not at the foot of the mountain, but the small courtyards that look like mundane people, scattered all over the city.

After paying the entrance fee for the two spirit stones, He Miaomiao and the others went straight through the crowd and came to an inn to prepare to rent a small courtyard.

The two of them came early, and they both learned from the steward that there was now only one medium courtyard and two inferior courtyards left. If I come later, I'm afraid I'll really have to settle outside the city.

"Two fellow Daoists, please inside. The steward was a male cultivator in his twenties who was in the late stage of Qi refining, and he explained while leading the way:

"There have been too many Taoist friends who have been to Pingchuan City recently, and our inns here have all risen spirit stones. The second-class courtyard that the two of them wanted to rent now needed six spirit stones. ”

"But as long as you stay in our inn, you will be protected by our shopkeeper, and nothing unpleasant will happen here. ”

He Miaomiao discussed it with He Quanling before he came. Their cultivation is too low, and the means of attack are only spells, so it is a great luck to be able to walk here unscathed, if you have to rest and adjust outside the city, it will definitely be difficult to ensure safety.

They have to sell the spirit grass and those useless materials, and they have to see if there are any magic tools here, it will take at least three to five days, and it will be more convenient to live in the city.

What's more, the inn in Huaquan City even costs five spirit stones on weekdays, and the price increase here is only six, which is already very cost-effective.

"I'm tired of Daoyou. ”

He Miaomiao took the formation token, handed over the accommodation fee and deposit for three days, and inquired about the situation of the shops in the city by the way, "We have just arrived here, and we want to trade some unused spirit grass and materials on our bodies, and we hope that Daoist friends will recommend some suitable shops." ”

"Our largest store in Yasuhara Castle is the branch of the One Dollar Pavilion in Huaquan Castle. Daoists should also have heard of the name of the One Yuan Pavilion, where the price of receiving spiritual grass is quite reasonable. ”

Most of the monks who came to live in the inn would inquire about these news, and the male cultivators were also very skilled in speaking.

"As for the materials, if they are low-level, they can be taken to East Street, where there are all magic weapon shops, and the goods received by each family are miscellaneous, and the price is quite acceptable. If it is a high-level, it can be taken to the Shenbing Pavilion. If you buy it, it's the same, it's up to you to choose. ”

He Miaomiao thanked him and said a few polite words before entering the small courtyard.

After closing the formation, He Quanling took out the formation and laid out his own formation in the courtyard, so that he could go into the house to rest with peace of mind.

More than ten days of guarding the road, so that both of them were tired. At this time, they didn't care about discussing anything else, they each entered an inner room, and fell asleep.

After sleeping until dawn on the second day, He Miaomiao and the others came to Fang Market and found the storefront of Yiyuan Pavilion. The ones they had recently picked were all extremely ordinary, low-level spirit grasses, and they had only exchanged for five hundred spirit stones in one storage bag.

He Miaomiao's face was full of excitement, and she said to He Quanling: "Let's go to Dongjie to sell the materials again, and then go to the Shenbing Pavilion to see the magic weapon and buy you a suitable sword!"

"Miao Miao..."He Quanling knew that the needle-shaped magic weapon she wanted needed at least five hundred spirit stones, and he didn't want to spend all the spirit stones himself, so that He Miao Miao would return empty-handed. "Don't wait any longer, go to the next city, let's buy it together. ”

"Oh, don't grind. If you don't agree, I'll give you that long sword. ”

"Forget it, then. He Quanling hurriedly refused, "That sword may be a relic left by your family." My cultivation is low, and I don't need it. What's more, such a good material, even if the foundation building monks see it, maybe they will snatch it and melt it and recast it. ”

"Then you can honestly go with me to buy a sword, and when you practice well, we will have a chance of winning the fight with others. He Miaomiao made a final decision, pulled He Quanling, who was still hesitating, and came to a weapons shop on East Street.