Demonic World: I Pay to Win in Cultivation

The drizzle was hazy.

Du Kang and Qing Dai each held an umbrella and walked on the bluestone path in Tongqufang, Canglan City. The boat is sailing in the rain.

In the piers and warehouses built along the river, you can see many Lifu wearing coir raincoats, unloading bags of rice in the rain, providing the necessities for the operation of this vibrant city.

Even if there are few pedestrians on rainy days, all the shops on both sides of the river are open, including restaurants, restaurants, inns, medicine shops, pawn shops, tea shops, gold and silver jewelry shops.

Some beggars hid under the long eaves of the shop to hide from the rain, but they were driven away by the staff, fearing that they would affect the business of their shop.

There are well-dressed ladies who go in and out of jewelry, gouache, and cloth stores, choosing what they want to wear.

In the restaurant, some well-dressed guests sat sparsely, and some singers hired by the restaurant played the piano and sang softly, but in this weather, no matter how cheerful the tune was, there seemed to be few.

The tea shop is full of thinly dressed coolies, and a few people can sit around for a day by ordering a pot of bad tea worth two cents. They look at the dense ripples splashed by the drizzle on the river, with sad eyes, as if they are worried about today's events. livelihood.

Looking far away, not far away is the towering city wall, which firmly encloses Tongqufang and separates it from other urban areas. On the top of the wide wall, you can see the patrolling Sheng family demon soldiers and the bones of the Bai family from time to time. Demon soldiers come and go with guns and knives.

Du Kang took all the sights he saw along the way into his eyes, and secretly thought about his territory governance plan after his strength increased, as well as the matter of spreading faith for calligraphers.

No matter how huge the cities in this world are, they are far from being able to compare with the reinforced concrete forests of the previous life. A city like Canglan City with a population of over one million is only the population size of an ordinary prefecture-level city in the previous life.

But the consequences of not having dozens of high-rise buildings used to save construction land are that the area of ​​the city is spread like a pie, occupying a huge land of nearly 10,000 hectares.

Although there are spells in this world, the power of spells is not cheap enough to be integrated into the production and life of ordinary people. Most of the mortals living in Canglan City rely entirely on their huge daily material consumption, such as water transportation, livestock transportation, Even manual handling.

Among them, the several waterways introduced from the Canglan River, and the many tributaries drawn out from these waterways constitute a dense water network that almost covers the entire city, and bears 80% of the burden of material transfer.

If you want to build a big city, water transportation is always the most suitable choice under the productivity of this classical society.

As for the spread of faith.

The poor at the bottom run around all day, and can only eat three meals a day. Naturally, they yearn for power and wealth, and dream of having the power to change this situation;

People who have a certain amount of wealth want to control more wealth and gain a certain amount of power to trample more people under their feet;

The rich lady who doesn't touch the spring water with ten fingers wants a beautiful face, and a good-looking husband with good looks and financial resources;

The swordsman who licks the blood with the head of the knife in the world wants to live longer than others, and wants to be more powerful to stand out;

...

There are too many, too many, Du Kang walked on the street and looked around, he could feel the dissatisfaction with reality roaring in everyone's heart. These can be turned into material and resonate with the audience in the spread of the story.

This world is really wonderful. Darkness, cruelty, and pain are constantly being staged every moment. The reality of despair is the most fertile soil and source of inspiration for creation. After Du Kang sowed the seeds, only in such a land In order to grow the fruit that satisfies him.

A person's creativity is limited, and the stories he has heard and read in his previous life will be exhausted one day.

But before that day comes, Du Kang must already have a large number of orthodox believers in this world. They will take over the pen and continue to create, and the excellent chapters will also be included in Du Kang's own book, for his immortal life. Add bricks and tiles.

"My lord, here we are, this is the family."

Qing Dai's voice came from behind, interrupting Du Kang's contemplation, and he turned his head to look at the shops around him.

This is a small shop on the side of the street, with green bricks and black tiles, and a small door face. Whether it is the mottled corners covered with moss, the severely worn threshold, or the plaque that looks dull due to age, it all shows that this is an old shop. shop.

"Guiling Pawn Shop. Good name, the so-called Guishou Yannian, the owner of your shop must be a long-lived person."

Du Kang glanced at the name on the shop plaque, then walked straight into this small street shop, and asked the shopkeeper who was holding an agate on the counter and looking closely.

Hearing that there was a visitor, the shopkeeper with a half-bald head but still stubbornly supported the central hairstyle with his surroundings, put down the agate in his hand, glanced at Du Kang and Qingdai behind him and said impatiently.

"You're here again. I told you a long time ago that our small store has never received any Kunlun jade pawned by anyone. You should look elsewhere."

In Du Kang's eyes, although the appearance of this pawn shop mixed in a row of mortal shops is inconspicuous, the shopkeeper is full of aura, and he is a middle-level expert, so when he sees a monk coming to the door, he does not panic, but opens his mouth and rushes out people.

"The store owner is not in a hurry to refuse. The so-called pawning is a business that makes money after all. If there is a price issue, we can discuss it."

Du Kang had already been at Qingdai's place and knew the pawnshop's attitude towards those who bought Kunlun jade, but the information from the Yinlong Society was very certain. Three days ago, a piece of Kunlun jade weighing more than a hundred catties was pawned here, and what the shopkeeper said was not the truth.

Although he was not sure whether the piece of Kunlun jade was sold by the pawnshop within a few days, Du Kang still wanted to come here to try his luck.

"Opening the door to do business, who would have trouble with money. But it's not about money. It's the first time I've even heard the name Kunlun jade from this little girl. Our store really can't offer this thing."

The shopkeeper's eyesight is not bad, and he can do the monk's pawn business. From the moment he entered the door, he immediately saw that Du Kang was much more dangerous than Qing Dai, and his tone softened a lot when he spoke to him.

"It seems that the shopkeeper can't finalize the business of Kunlun Jade. Can you let me meet your boss? I have brought enough sincerity and strength, and I will definitely not let your family suffer."

Du Kang put his hand on the counter, swiped from left to right, and a dazzling array of pearls and gems covered the counter. Before the shopkeeper could see clearly, he swiped his head again, and all the items were put into Yutie's ring again.

Afterwards, Du Kang repeated the above-mentioned behavior several times, and the items he took out were different each time, but the same thing was that these items were all of great value.

The shopkeeper was a little dizzy from the flickering precious light. He took a few breaths before recovering, and subconsciously put away the blue agate in his hand.

The piece of agate in his hand was just received this morning, and he estimated that it should be worth one thousand taels.

But the items that Du Kang showed several times just now, he estimates that there are nearly a thousand pieces, and the value of each item is not inferior to the agate in his hand, which is equivalent to nearly one million taels of silver. It may not necessarily produce so much running water.

The shopkeeper who came back to his senses fixed his gaze on Du Kang's face, with a faint green light flashing in his eyes, he looked at it for a long time before saying solemnly.

"This distinguished guest, the so-called wealth should not be revealed lightly. Please also keep your belongings away. If you lose something, even if it is lost in our store, we will not be responsible for it."

"Of course you won't blame you if you lose something. Now, can I talk to your boss?"

Du Kang also looked at the shopkeeper with confidence.

"Our boss has always liked big clients. With the wealth of a distinguished client, he is naturally qualified to meet our boss. Please wait here for a while, and I will report it right away."

The shopkeeper bowed politely to Du Kang, then patted the two dizzy shop assistants beside him, indicating that the two of them would look after the store first, and then he opened the curtain behind the counter and walked to the back hall.

The two guys also suppressed the shock in their hearts, and quickly motioned Du Kang and the two to sit in front of the counter for a while.

The two young men are also monks, so they naturally understand the rules of the store, knowing that most monks who come to pawn and buy are very suspicious, so they neither drink tea nor greet them, but continue to count the books in hand.

But the hearts of the two of them couldn't calm down at all. They made a few wrong calculations and wondered in their hearts, which god of wealth favored the store recently.

I just received a dead Kunlun jade a few days ago, and someone came to buy it today. This kind of big business, once in and out, is a lot of money that ordinary monks can't earn in their lifetime.

I have worked hard in the pawn shop for decades, can I earn the money to cultivate spells to the middle level? Why is there such a big gap between rich and poor in this world?

The two servants were emotionally fluctuating, while Du Kang opened his spiritual eyes, his eyes penetrated through several walls, and watched the spiritual light symbolizing the shopkeeper walk all the way into the backyard, and stopped here alone without moving.

Regarding this obviously weird scene, Du Kang had no fear or anxiety in his heart, and even had some vague expectations that this store would take advantage of the money and do something to him, so that he could save a fortune in buying Kunlun jade. sold out.

You know, when Du Kang came to Canglan City this time, he not only brought enough money, but also several magical weapons and all the five elements demon boys.

With the strength of Yazi's avatar, plus these assistances, as long as the Shengbai family didn't hold the clan magic soldiers, Wan Yaozhong and Heisha Banner controlled a large number of monster soldiers to attack, there would be no other forces in Canglan City. down him.

Even if he encounters a few unbeatable masters, with the help of the Five Elements Escape Technique, he is confident that he can escape from this city.

The shopkeeper in Lingyan's eyes stood alone in the backyard for a long time, and when Du Kang got a little impatient, a burst of dazzling fluctuations of aura suddenly flashed around the shopkeeper, and immediately, a mass of dark and grand aura appeared in the backyard out of thin air.

"If you guessed right, this black aura is the owner of the pawnshop. With a teleportation method that can be used in Canglan City, this pawnshop has a lot of background."

Du Kang tried it last night, and he didn't know what kind of formation was arranged in Canglan City. The thoroughfare could not be opened in the city. He had mastered a method to come and go freely in the city. From this point, it can be seen that this The strength of home pawnshops cannot be underestimated.

After the boss arrived, the shopkeeper in Ling's eyes left from the backyard. It wasn't until Du Kang followed him around that he realized that he came to the main entrance of the pawnshop by taking another road.

"Guest, my boss is in the back house, please come with me."

Before anyone entered the door, the shopkeeper's hearty laughter came from outside the door, and Du Kang and Qing Dai also stood up and walked out of the shop.

"The treasurer Lao will lead the way."

Following the shopkeeper and walking a dozen steps on the street, they turned into a narrow alley, walked a few more steps in the alley, and came to an inconspicuous small door, opened it, and came into view. What is there is another world.

In this place not far from the busy city, there is a quiet and elegant courtyard.

The yard is not big, and ornamental plants such as plantains, peonies, and pomegranates are planted in several small gardens separated by gravel roads. The raindrops hit the branches and leaves of the plants, making rustling sounds, and the faint voices of people by the river are all isolated outside the hospital.

Walking all the way through the path in the courtyard, I came to a hut. After the shopkeeper gestured to invite you in, he turned around and stood at the door, as if he didn't intend to enter the house.

Coming to someone else's territory, Du Kang was not afraid at all, he opened the door and walked into the house, leaving Qing Dai outside. When they looked at the shopkeeper, they were smiling, but their eyes were full of vigilance.

The room is well lit and elegantly decorated. There are various potted plants and lacquerware in the corner. There are some paintings on the wall that Du Kang could not understand. On the low bed, he looked at the coming Du Kang with a kind smile.

"The old man is getting older, and his legs and feet are far less agile than before, making the guests wait for a long time."

"Mr. Chai is the oldest person in Canglan City, the younger generation, so he should wait."

Du Kang spoke politely, but his movements were unremarkable. Stepping on the clean insoles in the room with his wet shoes, he strode to the tatami mat and sat cross-legged opposite the old man.

On the way here, Qingdai has already informed Du Kang of all the news about the owner of Guiling Pawnshop.

In the Hidden Dragon Society, information about this person is extremely expensive, and Qing Dai spent a lot of favors and money to buy some of his unknown information.

The old man's name is Chai Guiling, a middle-level monk who has cultivated the tortoise shell art to his own level. According to the records of the Yinlong Society, when the Yinlong Society first came to Bibohai at the end of the previous dynasty, Chai was still in his prime. Guiling has already been hanging out in Bibohai.

It has been nearly 600 years since the Yinlong Society migrated to Bibohai, which means that if the identity of this old man has not been changed midway, he has lived for at least 600 years.

Not to mention the entire Canglan City, even the entire Bibohai, only those long-lived demon kings and alien sea-monsters who were born with a long life lived longer than him.

Don't think that 600 years is very short. Since the ancient human emperor, as long as a human race ascends the throne, he will automatically control the dragon spirit of a country, directly possessing a powerful power that is stronger than ordinary high-level monks and demon kings, but those who practiced before ascending the throne All spells will also be washed away by dragon energy, so they don't live long.

It has only been more than four hundred years since the founding of Daliang, and five emperors have changed.

And with the passage of time, although Daliang's territory is getting bigger and bigger, and the population is also increasing, the domestic local tyrants, aristocratic families, and religious sects are becoming more and more prosperous and powerful, and they occupy more and more resources. After hundreds of years of tossing, the strength of the dragon energy in Daliang was not as strong as that in the early days of the founding of the country.

Up to now, the Dragon Qi has been unable to completely suppress the domestic situation, and Daliang is already on the verge of subjugation.

Six hundred years is equivalent to the age of a dynasty.

Before Du Kang met Chai Guiling, he was dubious about this person's age, but after the meeting, Chai Guiling's body surged with a shocking amount of water-attribute monster power, and the yin spirit that could not be concealed by the vigorous vitality of the body, Nothing can be hidden from the eyes of the spirit.

No doubt in Du Kang's mind, this person must have lived for a long time, so long that the body warmed by spells and various means still has strong vitality, but the frail Yinshen who was born as a human being has almost reached the limit of lifespan.

Maybe it's because he lived too long, Chai Guiling is a loner, he has no children, no friends, even the shopkeeper and clerk in Guiling's pawn shop and him are purely employed.

Facing such a person, what kind of price should Du Kang offer so that he can sell the Kunlun Jade?