Legend of the Supreme Sword Immortal

Chapter 67 Setting up a street stall (1)

"Phew, I'm really exhausted today."

In the other courtyard of the outer disciples of Wanjianmen, a long voice suddenly came from a courtyard. At this time, the red sun in the sky had been replaced by a bright moon. , so the entire disciple's courtyard is very quiet, and it is precisely because of that long cry that it is particularly conspicuous.

But Song Qing didn't care about that long cry, he sat up from the bed after a long cry, yes, that eye-catching long cry was Song Qing's masterpiece, and he, as the initiator, Why do you care?
"Although it was a tiring day after walking more than a hundred miles, it was worth it. After all, today I not only visited the entire outer disciple courtyard, but also learned about the four trading streets, and found the most suitable place to sell monsters. Spiritual materials, then we will sort out and sell the non-spiritual materials."

Song Qing sat on the bed, with a little joy on his face, and a bright glow in his eyes, and soon he made a plan, and since he had a plan, Song Qing didn't just sit on the bed, wanting to He wanted to turn over and sort out the monster spirit materials in the storage bag, but at this moment he seemed to think of something, so he stopped.

"I heard from Tianlang before that if a monk cultivates when he is exhausted, the effect of cultivation will be even better. I haven't tried it before, so let's try it now."

Song Qing thought to himself, and at the same time couldn't help but look at his dantian, thinking that he had a big fight with Tianlang last night, and this guy hasn't come out for a day.

Now Song Qing is thinking about what happened last night, and he also has a trace of regret in his heart. It was entirely because what he did under that inexplicable emotional impulse last night was not out of his original intention. In fact, when Song Qing just got the Langye Sword, He then knew that Tianlang was using him, but there was no benefit in not being used, but he still couldn't do it if he wanted to apologize to Tianlang now.

Not long after, Song Qing was already sitting cross-legged on the bed, holding the sword formula with both hands, and entered the state of cultivation, but he didn't know that after he endured exhaustion and entered the state of cultivation, Tianlang in the Langye Sword couldn't help but He nodded slightly, and then he started to practice again.

About an hour later, Song Qing finally woke up from the state of cultivation, he slowly closed his exercises, and then opened his eyes, a trace of joy could not help but flash across them.

"What Tianlang said is indeed true. The effect of this kind of cultivation is indeed much better than usual. Although it is not as good as when taking Yangyuan Pill, it is still very good. It seems that we will often practice in this state in the future."

Song Qing breathed out a long breath, feeling the results of his cultivation just now, he couldn't help thinking in his heart, and at the same time, he had already made up his mind.

But now Song Qing doesn't know that this method of cultivation is only suitable for low-level monks, but it is not applicable when the cultivation base reaches a certain level. , then it is difficult to achieve the state of exhaustion.

If this is not a problem for some people with incomparable perseverance, but the next condition is fatal, that is immunity. When a monk has practiced like this for a long time, he will automatically become immune to this state, In this kind of practice, it will not work, or the effect will not be obvious. This is the same as a monk who takes too much of the same elixir to produce immunity.

Song Qing, who didn't know anything about all this, was naturally so happy. After he finished his practice, he turned over and got out of bed, then walked to the table, grabbed the storage bag at his waist with one hand, and pointed the mouth of the storage bag to the table. On the table, a ray of blue light spilled out as soon as the mana was secretly transported.

"Crash."

After a crackling sound, the table was covered with all kinds of spiritual materials, even the ground around the table fell, but none of these spiritual materials were spiritual medicines, ores, etc. .

It's not Song Qing's fault, who told him that he didn't recognize elixir at all, even if he passed by, he would only think it was a weed passing by. As for various ores, Song Qing knew a few kinds, such as the big five elements and the small three. Strange Lingshi, but he really missed meeting each other.

After pouring out these spiritual materials, Song Qing had to work again for a while, marking the prices of various spiritual materials, and then sorting them out, so it would be easier to set up a street stall tomorrow.

Time flies, and the next day came in a blink of an eye. This day can be said to be sunny and clear, and Song Qing also got up early, and went out after a simple wash. On the way, he met Zhao Zhengji and had a fight with him. After saying hello, he walked straight to North Trading Street.

"This person is really mysterious. I haven't seen him once since I came here... Forget it, let's go to North Exchange Street now, so that we can get a good seat."

It's just that Song Qing paused before walking to the room in the same courtyard, looked at the still closed door, and couldn't help but feel a little doubt in his heart, but then he left quickly, after all, he was rushing to the north for business now The street matters.

In North Trading Street, a boy who was only sixteen or seventeen years old set up a street stall, which created a huge contrast with other men over 20 years old who set up street stalls.

Probably because of this, there are many people standing in front of this stall, some things are to take advantage of some things, and more people are to see the surprises. After all, such a young man looks like he has just entered Wanjianmen not long ago. What name can be sold? !

"Brothers and sisters, please let me go, I still have business."

Seeing so many people in front of the booth, Song Qing couldn't help but frowned, and then said to everyone without hesitation.

"Hee hee, junior brother, I'm also a buyer, quickly take out what you want to buy, and let the senior sister see if you like it."

Just after Song Qing finished speaking, a woman standing in front covered her mouth with a smile and said that there are very few female disciples in Wanjianmen, so she stands out very conspicuously.

When Song Qing saw the woman, his face blushed involuntarily. This was not a sign of admiration, but a physiological reaction of a young man at his age, and he forcibly restrained them in just a split second. He knew that he couldn't do it at this time. If you show any such emotions, you will only be despised by others, which will not be good for selling spiritual materials later.

The woman was pretty, so after she started, many people responded, and Song Qing was arguing for a while.

"Okay, since you want to see it, I'll let you see it."

Song Qing interrupted the shouting of the crowd, took out the storage bag at his waist, and secretly channeled mana in his hand, a blue light spilled from the opening of the storage bag, and spread it on a piece of coarse cloth on the ground, All kinds of spiritual materials have been neatly arranged.

(End of this chapter)