Artifacts to cultivate immortals

Chapter 18 The Poor Man's Bottle
Following Jin Feifei's instructions, Ping'er walked down the stairwell, and pushed open the somewhat dilapidated door. Fortunately, although it was a bit messy, at least there was no mold, she didn't dislike it. She cleaned it up by herself, and then the assistant gave her A bed was brought, and she finally settled down.

Although the environment is far worse than at home, the aura is much stronger than in Xiaocun. Ping'er is quite satisfied with such a remote hut, mainly because it is cheap, and she really doesn't have enough spirit stones to squander.

Although Ping'er usually doesn't need to sleep at night, she is really tired after this day, so she decided not to practice tonight, but to lie down on this simple floor to rest...

But when she really lay down, she couldn't fall asleep. She missed her parents, and Xiao Changsheng. She didn't know if Xiao Changsheng could adapt to not seeing her sister for a day, and she didn't know if Huzi returned home smoothly. , I also wonder if brother Qinglan has fully recovered...

The next day, Ping'er woke up feeling refreshed. Although it was a pity to waste the whole night's training time, she had no time to waste it now. She had to continue to inquire about information. Both eyes are black.

After Ping'er opened the door, he found that the inn was very lively, and this inn actually provided free breakfast to the guests. Although it was the simplest food, it didn't have any aura.

However, many guests did not dislike this simple meal. The hall was very lively. Most of them were monks who came to this event, and most of them were not very rich. After all, rich people would not live in such a dilapidated inn. Eat these free treats.

Ping'er randomly found a seat, listened to the discussion of the people around, and came to collect the information she needed. She was quite conspicuous by being single, but everyone didn't say much, only looked at Ping'er curiously , and Ping'er's expression of refusal to be thousands of miles away has successfully dispelled other people's desire to strike up a conversation...

Jin Feifei looked at the behavior of the bottle after it came out, and felt that this little girl was very interesting. Originally, this kind of natural and easy-to-love trait was easy to cause some strange troubles, but after she put on a straight face, this trait disappeared completely. Yes, she fiddled with the abacus and observed the little girl calmly.

Ping'er obviously didn't realize that anyone was observing her. She heard everyone's discussion about the disciple acceptance meeting, and her first reaction was that she was really too poor...

This conference for recruiting disciples is generally divided into two parts. One part is those who are particularly talented, that is, those with outstanding spiritual roots who will be accepted directly as inner disciples. Generally, those with single or double spiritual roots will have the opportunity. But there are very few disciples with this kind of qualification.

Ping'er doesn't know what kind of spiritual root he is, after all, he has been cultivating by himself, and there is no reference. If he can't be selected by the spiritual root, he has to rely on another method, that is, with other monks who have not selected inner disciples To fight, to decide the outcome in the arena, but she is completely unprepared for any fight.

There is not a single elixir, although there are some strange green liquids, but that thing is not easy to see. There are only a few talismans, and she has basically never used them. After all, she is reluctant. , it is estimated that there is no advantage, there is no magic weapon for combat, the only magic weapon is used to escape...

She doesn't even have any experience in fighting with others. In the end, she is still very poor, with only one middle-grade spirit stone and dozens of low-grade spirit stones on her body...

Ping'er feels that her next goal must be to earn spirit stones, otherwise she will be unable to make a single step. Even if there is no such thing as an apprentice acceptance meeting, she still needs resources to cultivate.

Although from everyone's fragmentary conversations and the old man's miscellaneous notes, let me know that cultivating immortals is not just a matter of her practicing silently. Not even a place to live.

But Ping'er didn't know where to start. After all, she didn't seem to know anything. Of course, if the green liquid was also useful for the elixir in the world of cultivating immortals, she might be able to sell the medicinal materials.

But she was very sure that she would sell one or two plants at most. If she did it for a long time, she would be arrested and tortured to ask why there were so many elixir.

Even if Ping'er is a rookie in the world of cultivating immortals, she knows that such a reckless thing must not be done, let alone whether her green liquid has any effect on the elixir.

Ping'er looked around while eating, and suddenly saw the enchanting figure standing behind the counter, and thought of what Sister Feifei said yesterday, if there is anything she can ask her for.

Although this sentence is mostly a polite remark, if you ask how you can earn spirit stones, I believe you will tell her, even if you don't tell her, there is no hindrance.

"Sister Feifei." Ping'er waited until everyone had eaten and there were no one in the hall, then ran to the front of the counter.

"What's wrong?" Jin Feifei looked at Ping'er, her fingertips didn't even stop fiddling with the abacus, and asked casually.

"Sister Feifei, do you know how to earn spirit stones in the city?"

"Earn spirit stones?" Jin Feifei said casually, "Are you short of spirit stones? Didn't your family prepare enough money for you?"

"I'm very short of spirit stones." Ping'er thought of Mr. Mei who had gone away, and said a little depressed: "I practiced alone, and the senior who taught me to practice is long gone."

"Poor child." Jin Feifei obviously misunderstood something, but she didn't point it out, and Ping'er couldn't explain anything, "Ping'er, if, I mean, if you don't succeed in worshiping the immortal sect , do you have any plans?"

"Sister Feifei, it is for this reason that I am very poor now, and I don't even have the money to buy healing elixir, talismans and the like. If I really fail to join the sect of cultivating immortals, I will stay in this city " Ping'er said honestly: "The aura here is much better than the place where I practiced before."

"In this way, in fact, based on your cultivation in the middle stage of Qi training, it is very easy to earn some spirit stones, whether it is working as a waiter in an inn, working as a waiter in a business store, running errands for others, or joining some small teams for trials. It’s fine to hunt some spirit beasts.”

Feifei looked at Ping'er, and carefully listed many practical solutions, "But these are not the best for you, Ping'er. Because you are too small, many shops are unwilling to hire you. Those who do business are generally willing to hire adults, even if their cultivation level is lower than yours."

"Is there anything else?" Ping'er listened to Jin Feifei's list. She looked at her short body and felt a little helpless. It's hard to find the right job.

(End of this chapter)