Lu Jing arrived in Dongyang Town with her son early the next morning. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoWe handled the procedure of lease and the loan at the town office.

They have limited financial resources, and they only rent the most ordinary storefront, with a rent of five thousand spirit stones per month.

Because they are the first batch, they also got a discount, and the annual rent is only 50,000. On this basis, Lu Jing repaid the loan of 40,000 spirit stones, and paid it off within a year, including 50,000 yuan in interest. If you calculate it, it means that there is no discount.

After Lu Jing's father and son left, some well-informed people came to inquire about the situation in Fang City. I want to rent a shop. Some of the wealthy ones even want to buy it on the spot.

Ye Feng is not a short-sighted person, naturally he will not sell the store, he only rents and does not sell now.

When the town government ushered in many people who inquired, Dongyang Town also ushered in a busy morning, and the people on the street gradually increased.

Dongsheng Inn in Dongyang Town, in a guest room.

"Alas, senior brother, our spirit stones are almost exhausted, where can we get some spirit stones. A young man dressed in sectarian attire asked, they were one of the many scattered cultivators in Dongyang Town.

"Yes, we used to be in the sect before, and we didn't know that there were so many good things to eat and play in the world. This time, the flower spirit stone is too fast. A man who still looked like a child said, still eating Shazhou's special pastries in his mouth.

"You don't know how to save. When we came out, each of us brought nearly 10,000 spirit stones, and it wouldn't be so fast to spend it. An older, prestigious-looking young monk reprimanded.

"Senior brother, you still say that we spend more, and you borrow spirit stones from me. A quirky little girl scoffed.

"Ahem, I'm buying a magic weapon, that's business. You guys, one by one, eat, drink, and have fun, buy as many useless things as you can, and now you don't have any money. The young monk's expression was a little embarrassed.

"Senior brother, don't talk about us, let's think about how to earn spirit stones. If we don't want to find a way to get some spirit stones, we can't afford to live in this inn. Everyone said with sad faces.

"Lingshi Lingshi, what can I do. When we were in the sect, we were all responsible for food, clothing, housing, and transportation, and we only had to cultivate, so how could we earn spirit stones. The young monk was also quite helpless.

The sect is gone, but there are still more than a dozen of their brothers and sisters. When I fled, I also brought some spirit stones, but none of them were people who could live, and they were spent in less than a month. More than a dozen people have no livelihood at this time.

"Senior brother, although this Dongyang Town is only an immortal town, it has a huge flow of people and many shops, or we ......," a thin casual cultivator suggested, his eyes shining with a sly light.

"No, we are a decent family, not an evil cultivator, and this kind of thing must not be done. The young monk refused.

"Why don't we sell the exercises?" suggested another monk.

"You are deceiving the teacher and destroying the ancestors, although our sect is gone, but this exercise cannot be lost, it must be preserved, this is the foundation of the revitalization of the sect in the future. The young monk was even more indignant when he heard this advice.

"It's not going to work, that's not going to work, so what are we going to do?" the crowd complained.

"Great, senior brother, I have, there is a way. Why don't we go hunting, hunting, hunting monsters. A monk in the corner of the room, who had not spoken, timidly proposed.

The monk was emaciated, as if the wind had blown down. He was different from the people in the room, everyone in the room was the elite of the sect, and he was just a handyman at the time, and he was stammering.

He only ran into these people when he fled, because there was some like-mindedness from one sect, and the people accepted him. It's all lost dogs, and what kind of elite miscellaneous labor are there. It's just that he has always had some inferiority complex and is not social.

"Kill the demon beast? But can we do it? And how to deal with killing demon beasts? Although this Dongyang Town is prosperous, there are no shops that sell demon beast materials. A monk said.

"Soon, it will be, there will be, Dongyang Town wants to build a Fang City, just to facilitate our loose repair transactions. The little stammered.

After arriving in Dongyang Town, although everyone did not deliberately bully him and call him, he consciously took care of everyone's sundries, and often ran around Dongyang Town, and was relatively well-informed.

"Fang City, the north of the city has been tinkling and is being built in the Fang City?" asked the young monk.

He had been wondering what Dongyang Town was doing in the north of the city, but now he knows.

"Yes, yes, it's Fang City. The little stutterer explained.

"It's not impossible if you have a market. Although our cultivation is not very high, it is not without a chance for a few of us to cooperate with the sect magic array. And we can start with low-level demon beasts first and slowly get acquainted with them. The young friars seemed to accept the suggestion.

"What Senior Brother said makes sense, or we will kill the demon beasts. The crowd was also a little moved.

These sect disciples were just when their blood and qi were strong, and they didn't go through the world, and when they heard that the senior brother agreed, they all cheered. They didn't think of the danger of killing demon beasts.

"Well, since you've all agreed, let's go kill the monster. Pack our things and we'll leave tomorrow. The young monk ordered.

"Great, go kill the monster. A few of the younger monks were even more excited.

The conversation in the guest room is just a microcosm of the many casual retreats. At this time, in Shazhou, similar situations abound with casual groups in guest rooms.

After the sect was exterminated by Gongsun Yunlong, and the disciples of these sects were exiled to Shazhou for nearly a month, these pampered sect elites and the proud sons of heaven collectively fell into the dilemma of having no money.

These sect disciples are all thinking about ways to earn spirit stones after losing the care of their former sects and falling into a financial embarrassment, but everyone's choice is different.

The more decent monks relied on their own efforts. Kill monsters, collect elixirs, or use your strengths to get a job.

And some evil cultivators are swords that go sideways, all kinds of crooked and evil ways. Robbing caravans, stealing money, extorting shops, and even abducting the homeless, using evil methods to refine puppets, elixirs, and so on. Recently, there have been many cases of murder in Dongyang Town.

For these evil cultivators who dared to cause trouble in Dongyang Town, Ye Feng also showed his thunderous methods and suppressed these evil cultivators strongly. What should be passed, what should be abolished, and what should be killed.

At the gate of Dongyang Town, the heads of new monks are hung every day, and the bloody methods really deter many people with bad intentions. Most of the evil cultivators either left Dongyang Town and went to other places, or they restrained their arrogance and settled down.

When the scattered repair of Dongyang Town gradually divided up honestly, the news that Dongyang Town was going to build a Fang City also spread, and then people knew that what had been being built in the north of the city was actually a Fang City.

The news that Dongyang Zhenfang City will be opened attracted the attention of a large number of scattered cultivators, and it also eased the nervous anger of Dongyang Town a lot. Many monks who wanted to leave because they were afraid of Dongyang Town's methods also chose to stay and wait and see. After all, an immortal town with a fang city is more convenient and conducive to their cultivation.