who doesn't have a sword

Chapter 23 Two Hundreds

"Spiritual consciousness, mind." Ao Xian's starlight disappeared instantly, "Shen Guanyu, the spiritual energy here is not very useful to me, but it is very useful to you.

Are you really going to sublet it out? "

Shen Guanyu thought it over carefully, she tried to hide her starlight and said: "It is now March and a half, and by June, the major sects will start accepting apprentices, and it is impossible for me to enter the school in more than two months." Step up to the fourth floor.

It's better to sublet it two months in advance and use these spirit stones to buy a storage bag and flying tools. "

With divine consciousness, she can use storage bags, and when using low-grade spiritual weapons, she can use divine consciousness to control them to attack from a distance.

Cultivation is a process of gradual accumulation. In addition to absorbing spiritual power, actual combat experience is also very important.

Otherwise, if you go out of the city, you will be in trouble when you encounter Jiexiu.Not long ago, she and her brother and sister Ah Tian were on the outskirts of the Baihua Demon Forest, and were almost robbed and killed.

After extorting a confession, I found out that it was the person who was injured by Uncle Yan last time, and wanted to hire someone to teach them a lesson.

It's just that the hired people fell in love with the wealth of Ah Tian's brothers and sisters, and wanted to kill them.

When Shen Guanyu was selling food, he would occasionally find some monks peeping in front of their stall.

And the last time I was trapped in the ghost formation, I heard afterwards that they gathered at the entrance of the alley with low cultivation bases, and the ghosts they encountered were also low in strength. In addition to the protective formation of the foundation cultivator from the law enforcement team, their side Casualties are not too big.

In the other places that were besieged, as many as [-]% were killed or injured, which is not counted as mortals and minor injuries.

And since she has cultivated immortality, it is impossible for her to really live here, to be a small shop owner, and to earn three or forty yuan of Lingshi a month, not to mention raising star grass and Ao Xian, and buying a full bottle of energy gathering Dan is not enough.

It's better to go out of the city to look for spirit grass, and beat monsters and beasts to earn more money.

"With such a large space, the quality and freshness are preserved. It's a waste to buy a storage bag." Ao Xian paused, blinked his eyes and said softly: "Why don't we buy two to make it cheaper?"

Hearing its soft childish voice, Shen Guanyu stroked its dragon horns amusedly, "Okay, you and me one by one." This little mythical beast must always carry its snacks with it.

She doesn't have the strength to renovate the space of hundreds of acres now, and the flowers and plants are all withered without spiritual stones and spiritual soil to support them.

"Ao Xian, have I not fully recognized the owner of this space?"

"Then you have to wait until after you have conceived a baby, and the primordial spirit can come out of the body." Ao Xian can't figure it out by himself, let alone a person who has only cultivated the third level of Qi.

The two gathered their things together, and left after the array was removed.

In March of Yangchun, the flowers on the street are more blooming than before, Shen Guanyu didn't care to appreciate it, so he ran to the deacon's hall quickly, and asked Deacon Tu to help with the subletting matter.

Deacon Tu didn't agree immediately, "Xiaoyu, Ah Tian and the others sublet it to buy Xiaohuandan, and you can rent it out cheaply even if you don't need it.

If you go back to live in the mortal area, you will know that the aura is too poor to adapt.

Or you can transfer out after worshiping the sect. Back then, the city lord's mansion calculated the date according to the first day of September last year. "

Shen Guanyu was very grateful, and raised the weapon in his hand: "Tu Daochang, to tell you the truth, I don't even have a storage bag now, and you can see that my long-tasseled gun can't fit in the small bag." Isn't it a treasure bag?

You can't exchange the only pills you have, can you? "

"That's true." Deacon Tu doesn't approve of asking the child to exchange the elixir for the storage bag, "Then you can also exchange the residence card by the way, and it can be used forever after the imprint of spiritual consciousness."

Changed the brand here, and the Dongfu was rented out because it was cheaper by more than a dozen yuan and gave away half a month.

Deacon Tu watched her stuff 150 yuan of low-grade spirit stones into the treasure bag, shook his head and said, "Come on, I'll take you to the fellow Taoist in the mission hall, and get you a storage bag for 80 yuan of spirit stones."

"Thank you so much, can I have two?" There are large and small storage bags on the market.

The smallest one is half the size of a room, about three to four square meters, and the lowest price is 100 yuan for low-grade spirit stones.

Shen Guanyu is so familiar with Mi's shop, the minimum price for him is 86 spirit stones.

"Yes." In the end, Deacon Tu wanted to be the steward of the mission hall, and he sold two low-grade spirit stones for 150 yuan.

Seeing Shen Guanyu leave happily after recognizing the owner of the storage bag, the steward teased: "Old Tu, isn't this girl also a treasure?"

Last time, the granddaughter of Zi Che's was directly accepted by the Yuanying cultivator as a personal heir, and she was also the first disciple of Kaishan. Later, Lao Tu had to give a elixir that prolongs life for ten years.

"I'm an old man, I do things with my heart." Deacon Tu Nianxu smiled, the real Qusang sent a special message earlier, asking him to take care of the two little girls, it's not easy to tell people about it.

"Tsk tsk, pretend! Treat."

"Okay, listen to the music at the Spring and Autumn Teahouse tonight."

All of this happened to be seen by two qi refining monks who came to hand in the task. Among them, the fat-faced monk left the hall and chased after Shen Guanyu.

……

As the time for apprenticeship approached, there were more people in the city, including many young children.

Yan Youtian and his cousin support the stall. Spicy duck neck and crispy chicken tenders are the most popular take-out food.

Seeing Shen Guanyu approaching, Yan Youtian's eyes lit up as he was packing, and his spiritual sense transmitted his voice: "Xiaoyu, you have made a breakthrough, that's great, come and help."

Shen Guanyu came to the booth and saw that Yan Zhongping was using spiritual power as a knife to remove the bones and fascia from the spiritual chicken, "Congratulations, little fish, and come and help me.

A customer from Xiankelou ordered us [-] servings of freshly fried crispy chicken tenders. "

"Okay." This order was sent, and the 20 yuan Lingshi, Shen Guanyu washed his hands, picked out the processed chicken breast with the water curtain technique and washed it, and then cut the barcode plate with the golden knife technique.

Diners who often come to eat Lingmipi will see Yan Zhongping make several cans of condiments to marinate at the same time.

Here, Yan Youtian grabs the freshly marinated fried food from the air.

They joked: This skill can be a fairy chef after practice.

In the distance, a pair of foundation building monks looked over, and the male cultivator curled his lips and said, "Is this the friend of Junior Sister Danxi Peak?"

"Is there anything wrong with earning spirit stones by hand?" The female cultivator glanced at him and said, "Senior Brother Shen, not everyone is from a family of cultivators like you and me."

"Okay, okay, I didn't say anything. You give them the things, and we have to go to the Lingshi Mine.

Don't forget, each sect has hundreds of people, and they can only pick one month. "Senior Brother Shen immediately changed his tone.

"What can I do for them on the street. Don't worry, there will be no delay." The nun went straight to the front of the stall.

Senior brother Shen was secretly angry, this Xi Jinluo was too self-assertive, and he would be very angry if he married back in the future.

The group of monks who were bustling in front of the small stall immediately cut off the conversation when they saw Senior Foundation Establishment approaching in person.

There was even a fat-faced monk who forgot to take the chicken tenders to pay for the Lingzhu and hurriedly backed away to make way.

Shen Guanyu, who had just delivered the meals to the diners, held the tray and nodded with a smile: "What did you order, senior?"

"Two hundred pieces of chicken tenders, please deliver them to Room A of Xianke Building No. [-]. If you want a larger one, this is a deposit." Xi Jinluo left two low-grade spirit stones, then turned and left.

Shen Guanyu, who was holding the spirit stone, heard a voice transmission from his spiritual consciousness, "Junior Sister Xiange asked me to bring you something, you two come and get it yourself."

(End of this chapter)