Full Comprehension Level: Sixty Years Of Sword Pavilion

The prosperity of the imperial city comes from heaven and earth.

The great cultivators who were like heavenly people stayed in the imperial city, making the imperial city the most powerful city in the Profound Sky.

There are 30 million practitioners and mortals living in the entire imperial city, making the imperial city the busiest city in the world.

The brightly lit imperial city is brighter than the stars in the sky.

On Yuyuan Street, when the lanterns first came on, it was more lively than during the day.

Those imperial officials, the people of the city, and many practitioners, can be found everywhere.

By the side of Xianyue Lake, people flow like weaving.

Han Muye's shop that has not yet opened, there are many people looking at the door.

The new guy Zuo Yulong was busy greeting him, and he followed the propaganda taught by Han Muye.

20% off Dan on the opening day.

Zuo Yuting is holding a book in her hand, recording what Medicine Pill needs to be, and see if she can prepare it later.

Cuicui and Shao Datian next door also followed what Han Muye said. They brought out the prepared fish fillets and several kinds of Nanhuang snacks for free trial.

Shao Datian, in particular, squatted down, held a plate, and hurriedly led the children over.

In front of their shop, there were more people around than Zuo Yulong and the others.

Although it has been a long time since the conquest of the Southern Wilderness, the snacks of the Southern Wilderness are not very popular in Zhongzhou.

The demon clan in the eyes of the imperial city was never like Shao Datian.

Shao Datian teased those children, some carried on his shoulders, and three or four could be thrown on his arms, and the surrounding children were surrounded by surprises.

Cuicui watched from the side, smiling, with tears in her eyes.

She didn't know if such a life was what Shao Datian wanted.

She also didn't know if her family would miss herself in the Southern Wilderness.

Also, if I can keep my own child, will I be able to live in the imperial city in the future, just like the children here, carefree?

Perhaps feeling Cuicui's mood, Shao Datian came over and whispered, "Cuicui, look at how happy the children here are."

"If they were in the Southern Wilderness, such an old child would have to learn to hunt."

"Our children can be like them in the future, go to school and go to school without hunting, right?"

Cuicui nodded lightly, a smile on her face.

Not far away, when Mu Wan turned around, she saw Han Muye smiling at her.

It is not easy to live in the imperial city, but here, it should be this fairyland.

At least for the moment, yes.

"Madam, the seventh-rank Xuyuan Pill and the sixth-rank Ziyang Pill are the most in demand, and many other Medicine Pills that improve physical fitness are also requested by many people."

"Many people are interested in customizing Medicine Pill, but the Alchemy business in the city is mostly concentrated in Yundanfang and Yudanfang, and there are few Alchemy masters in other places."

When Zuo Yuting handed the book to Mu Wan, she whispered.

Mu Wan and Han Muye both looked very young, and in those alchemy rooms, they were probably just ordinary alchemists.

Zuo Yuting was curious how they dared to open a store on Yuyuan Street.

Mu Wan asked their siblings to go back first and come back tomorrow morning.

In order for the two siblings to study Alchemy in Midtown, Zuo Lin did everything he could to rent a house between Midtown and Lower Town.

That's it, every day they have to travel more than 100 miles with the carts to and from the middle city.

There are relatively cheap carts in the city that only need five spirit coins to travel a hundred miles.

It was also introduced by Zuo Lin that Han Muye and Mu Wan knew that in the imperial city, in addition to the general use of Spirit Stones, there were also spirit coins specially traded by mortals.

The three-inch-long, half-finger-wide banknotes are engraved with spiritual patterns and denominations.

The minimum denomination is one spirit coin.

One Spirit Stones can be exchanged for one hundred spirits.

There are 30 million people in the imperial city, of which 90% are mortals, and it is impossible to trade with Spirit Stones.

This kind of spiritual currency cannot be used in the practice world, and for practitioners, it is a blank piece of paper.

However, there is a dynasty credit guarantee, and there is no problem with circulation among mortals.

Zuo Lin said that there are also large denominations of this kind of spirit coins, but he has never seen them before.

"In the end, the world is still different from the world of practice." Seeing the three of the Zuo family drive away, Mu Wan said softly.

Han Muye nodded.

In the practice world, strength is important, and if you have strength, there will be Spirit Stones. There is no reason at all.

In the mortal world, there are countless rules and regulations that lock people up and keep them safe, but they also bind them.

"By the way, this shop is rented, how much did you spend on Spirit Stones, Junior Sister?" Han Muye turned his head, looked at Mu Wan, and asked curiously.

Today, he stopped by the carriage and horse dealer to rent the carriage for a long time. It cost a total of 1,200 Spirit Stones and rented it for five years.

These Spirit Stones are converted into spirit coins, enough for a family of three to stay in Midtown for several years.

In this case, the facade on Yuyuan Street may be outrageously expensive.

"Senior brother, are you worried that we won't be able to earn the rent when we open the store?" Mu Wan smiled and put away the book, turned and walked into the small courtyard.

Han Muye smiled and shook his head from behind.

It's very possible...

After closing the shop and walking back to the wing, a faint light of inspiration flashed around Han Muye.

However, he did not practice meditation. After suppressing the spiritual light, he stretched out a picture scroll.

Among the scrolls collected by Lu Yuzhou, there are many Qingteng Xu Wei.

This Confucian and Taoist master with elegant brush and ink is said to be as unrestrained as Lu Yuzhou.

Maybe it's the same smell? No, sympathy.

Unfolding the scroll, the agile birds seem to be flying out of the scroll.

The faint arrogance and talent condensed into a line, wrapping the picture scroll.

The bird in the picture scroll rose into the air, spread its wings and flew out, and flew in the wing.

The picture scroll has spirit, comparable to Magic Treasures.

In the eyes of Confucian and Taoist practitioners, this volume is also an invaluable cultural treasure.

Looking at the picture in my mind, a middle-aged man in a green robe appeared to be smearing it casually.

Understand the splashing technique.

Understand ink painting techniques.

...

The world's road, the same destination.

Seeing the ink walking on the scroll like a dragon, Han Muye's Qi Sea Sword intent vibrated slightly.

In his Dantian, his self-condensed Sword intent keeps spinning.

Qi Sea gathers foreign Sword intents, and Dantian stores himself to condense swordsmanship. When the spirit, spirit and spirit are unified, it is time to form the Kendo Gold Core.

In fact, now he can step into the realm of Kendo Gold Core in one step, just polishing the flesh, not in a hurry.

"Qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, poetry and poetry, no wonder Confucianism and Taoism can suppress Zhongzhou. With so many methods of enlightenment, it can also crush other practitioners."

Looking at the bird flying back to the scroll, Han Muye whispered to himself.

Although low-level practitioners of Confucianism and Taoism are difficult to improve, when they reach the high rank, they are skilled in their own skills and can enter Taoism by observing the world. It is truly incomparable to outsiders.

Putting away the scroll, Han Muye spread out a blank scroll.

Eight Treasures Ruyi Scepter turned into an ink pen.

With a smile on his face, he poured the ink from the inkstone on the table directly onto the paper, and then smeared it with a large pen.

But after a while, a picture of grapes with thick ink appeared.

Looking at it, this ink grape seems to appear in the divine treasure, and its sweetness directly nourishes the mind.

Satisfied that he left the inscription "Makino imitates Mr. Qingteng's brushwork" on the scroll, he put away the ink pen.

Looking at the empty wing, Han Muye sighed again.

It's been a long night, and I don't want to sleep. Would you like to invite my sister and sister to go to Xianyue Lake to enjoy the moon?

If nothing else, the scenery there is really beautiful.

...

The carriage ran on the street, because it was much faster at night.

Zuo Lin, who was driving the car, looked relaxed, but he tried his best to drive the car smoothly.

In the carriage, Zuo Yuting held a fast and bright jade stone in her hand, illuminating the carriage, while Zuo Yulong spread out the scroll in front of him and began to write the text of the book he saw today.

"The road is only difficult, don't deceive me..."

When he stopped writing, Zuo Yulong shook his head and sighed softly.

"I thought that if I could sit in the Imperial City Academy, I'm not as good as others, and it wouldn't be too much worse."

"Only when I saw these great Confucian handwritings today did I know how profound the Confucianism and Taoism Cultivation Base would be for the students of the Imperial City Academy who could receive face-to-face teachings from great Confucians every day."

Hearing his words, Zuo Yuting nodded and said, "It's all the same. In the pill room, only the official pill master, the direct disciple, can get the best teaching."

"The chance that we squeezed our heads to grab, in fact, people don't like it."

Listening to the conversation between the two, Zuo Lin split his mouth.

chance.

How is the chance today?

"Yulong, Yuting, how about we move to Midtown in the future?" Zuo Lin said as the carriage slowed down.

"Zhongcheng?" Zuo Yuting was stunned and said: "Dad, the rent of the house in Zhongcheng..."

"I agree." Zuo Yulong's eyes were shining brightly, and he turned to look at his Little Sister: "Where we live now, the characters are mixed, and it is not a permanent place."

"Midtown is much quieter."

His eyes flashed, and there seemed to be a fiery flame: "The most important thing is to be closer to the store, and our time in the store will be longer."

Hearing his words, Zuo Yuting hesitated and whispered: "Brother, who do you think the shopkeeper and the proprietress are, can their shop really open?"

"The Medicine Pill store in the Imperial City, without the Danfang background, is difficult."

As an apprentice in the elixir room, she has seen a lot and seen many unspoken rules in this industry.

"Others may not be able to, but the shopkeeper and the proprietress can absolutely." Zuo Yulong looked solemn.

"Father, are you right?"

Outside the carriage, Zuo Lin's laughter came.

He had seen Han Muye move whatever he wanted at Lu Yuzhou's house.

half holy.

That's the best person in the world.

How can he be an ordinary person who can interact with such characters?

With the wheels rolling, Zuo Lin shouted in a low voice, "Move, we'll move to Midtown tonight."

For the next two days, Han Muye and Mu Wan both arranged in the store and bought all kinds of furniture.

The small courtyard is decorated with bamboo and stones, and the private rooms are all cleaned up.

Fortunately, Zuo Lin is familiar with everywhere, drives a car, runs around, and can buy anything he needs.

However, the place where their family finally rented is still dozens of miles away from the store.

It's not that I don't want to rely on Guanyueli to get closer, but I really can't afford it.

Even if Zuo Lin gritted his teeth, he couldn't afford the rent of 100 Spirit Stones a month.

There was a little appearance in the shop, and Mu Wan began to think about refining some Medicine Pills to put them on first.

Han Muye still couldn't control his own power. He tried it, but the elixir was useless, so he had to give up.

Next door, Cuicui and Shao Datian have set up the small shop, four small tables are placed in the shop, and some food is cooked in the kitchen at the back.

The kind that appeals to kids.

After some research, it is Han Muye's suggestion.

There are too many shops, large and small, and countless restaurants in the imperial city.

Cuicui and the others are not great chefs, so it is good to make some Nanhuang snacks to attract children who are willing to come.

In the past two days, the small shop has tried to operate, and several kinds of fried fish balls and noodle cakes have been sold well.

Especially at night, when the small table is placed at the door, the fried sugar skewers are placed, and Shao Datian, who is wearing a bulging clothes, is squatting there to tease, and the front of the shop is like a playground.

When the stall was closed at night, several hundred spirit coins could be deposited into the account.

Converting to Spirit Stones is several pieces of low-grade Spirit Stones.

After deducting the cost and rent, according to the calculation of two people, you can still earn one or two yuan.

This income made the two people who had no income all night not sleep well all night.

In the store, Han Muye sat behind the counter, holding an ink pen in his hand, sketching at will.

He seems to be more interested in ink painting techniques recently.

This kind of painting that is very close to nature and casual is very suitable for tempering the mood.

Zuo Yuting helped Mu Wan pill refining in the quiet room in the backyard, Han Muye was watching in front, and Zuo Yulong greeted.

Zuo Lin went to buy furniture again.

Thinking about it, the store has spent thousands of Spirit Stones on furniture recently.

In private, Zuo Lin told Zuo Yulong that this young lady is not here to do business in a serious way, just do what they want.

How can you start a business and spend money on furniture like this?

"Guest officer, we are a Medicine Pill shop. The shop hasn't opened yet. You can make an appointment first—" Zuo Yulong's voice sounded at the door.

Before he finished speaking, someone at the door said, "Young Master."

Han Muye looked up with a smile on his face.

Kong Chaode.