Immortal Cultivation: I Can See Through Everything.

On the tea stall in the free market.

Yu Qingsong counted ten bottles of venom essence and readily paid four spirit stones.

"I'm going to ask me today, it's not just about the venom essence. What else can I do? Let's talk about it while the old Taoist is in a good mood!"

Yu Qingsong has been in the market for fifty years and has seen it many times.

Young people like Chen Xuan who have just emerged with some skills often receive attention from all parties.

Joining a certain force and becoming its tool for earning spirit stones is the choice of most people.

It is impossible to be able to keep one's own care and practice with peace of mind in places like shanty towns outside the market.

"Senior Yu, I need spirit stones in urgent need. Is there any way?"

"Who is not short of spirit stones!"

Yu Qingsong curled his lips, feeling a little disdainful.

"I'm in some trouble and I'm going to move into the market as soon as possible."

"Oh, this is easy to deal with. The cheapest place in the market rents thirty-six spirit stones a year, and rents it from two years, which is 72 spirit stones."

"The family background is innocent, abide by the sect's precepts, and there are no offenses. There are guarantees for the sect or aristocratic families to guarantee the market price of eight spirit stones per person."

"Finally, there is a deposit of five spirit stones per person collected by the market."

Chen Xuan nodded.

In this way, it is indeed fair to have the cost of ninety-eight spirit stones to move into the market.

"How many spirit stones do you have?"

Chen Xuan didn't say anything and took out all the spirit stones on his body.

There are only eight spirit stones, four of which are the venom essence payment that Yu Qingsong just paid.

"That's all?"

Chen Xuan added a golden light talisman and a golden sword talisman.

"The first-level low-grade talisman in the garbage is worth up to two spirit stones, so there can be no more."

The medium-grade magic weapon, the sword wind, was placed on the table.

"Hey, this knife is good! A medium-grade magic weapon, worth ten spirit stones!"

Yu Qingsong pulled out the wind-breaking knife and took a look, and tried the sharpness.

"Is there any more?"

"It's gone." Chen Xuan said lightly, "These are all my belongings!"

"You're kidding, brother!"

Yu Qingsong threw the wind-breaking knife back to the table.

"You can calculate it yourself, you just want to move into the market!"

He pointed to the layers of shanty townhouses outside the free market.

"Look at the outside, these shanty towns and the casual cultivators living outside the market, at least 30,000 to 50,000!"

"Do you know why Jinyang Sect didn't let them enter the market?"

"The reason is simple, they are not worthy!"

"What qualifications are the casual cultivators who can't even eat spiritual rice? to live in the market?"

"The Jinyang Sect is considered kind-hearted to let them suck their spiritual energy outdoors in the slums. If it were the Liang Kingdom Demon Sect, they would arrest them, extract their souls and refine their souls, refine them into zombie blood slaves, and feed their flesh and blood to the demons."

There is also a legendary treasure map for foundation-building and overhauling, which Chen Xuan did not take out.

This kind of thing is worthless in the eyes of experienced monks.

Chen Xuan silently put away the wind-breaking sword, talisman and spirit stone one by one.

Looking around at Qingyunfang City, there are spiritual energy and star compass cloth, and it is as prosperous as a brocade.

Looking at the outer shanty towns, they are loose and flat houses, spreading along the exterior walls of the market, like the withered vines attached to ancient trees.

The two worlds are just separated by a wall.

"Half-complete!"

"Huh?"

"Help me get the move into the market, and I will share your commission with half of it."

"This is not a half-commission."

"One percent."

"One hundred spirit stones are not that easy!"

"One or five."

"Your friend Chen, you have to know that poverty is the most difficult to cure!"

"Twenty percent. It can't be higher."

Chen Xuan said sincerely: "My venom essence is of high quality. As long as someone is willing to borrow my spirit stones and repay them slowly, they can always pay them back."

Yu Qingsong drank a sip of spiritual tea and repeatedly drank it in his heart. For the sake of 20% of the commission, he finally made up his mind.

The commission is about twenty spirit stones, which is enough for him to kill seven in and seven out in the Tianxiang Pavilion Fairy Formation.

"You follow me!"

Nympho

When entering the market, someone needs to protect it, and you also have to pay the entry fee for a spirit stone.

So dark!

He took the temporary identity jade plaque from the escort of the market, and Chen Xuan followed Yu Qingsong into the city.

What a rich spiritual energy!

Chen Xuan took a deep breath, which was more than ten times richer than the shanty towns outside the market!

Along the way, there were various shops around, including elixirs, magic tools, spiritual plants, spiritual beasts, formations, puppets, and ready-to-wear shops.

There are so many dazzling arrays that are overwhelming.

The monks I met were full of energy, energetic and gorgeously dressed.

Magic tools and storage bags are just the most basic standard configurations.

When they saw Chen Xuan behind Yu Qingsong, they all looked at him with contempt and disdain.

There is no way, Chen Xuan's dress can be seen at a glance that he is a temporary tenant of the wooden house in the shanty town.

"Tianxiang Pavilion".

There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!

One hour later.

Looking up at the golden plaque with a high look, Yu Qingsong stopped.

"Oh, isn't this Old Dao Yu? I've collected enough room rates and come to find Xiao Taohong to take revenge?"

"You still take revenge. In Xiao Taohong's hands, he can survive a stick of incense even if he can!"

"You can't say it! Old Dao Yu is a cheerful person! It's obvious that it can be done with just half an incense stick, but he has to pay the one-night room fee!"

Two charming female cultivators were nagging while eating spiritual melon seeds.

Yu Qingsong's old face turned red.

"Don't say they're talking nonsense! None of these goblins are good!"

He lowered his voice, afraid that the two charming female cultivators would hear it.

Then, the old face squeezed out a smile, smiling like an old chrysanthemum.

"Two sisters, Mr. Xu is in there? I have something to ask her, please inform me."

"Mr. Xu was in Sister Mudan's room just now, I'll take a look for you."

"Thank you, thank you..."

Soon, a female servant walked out and looked at Yu Qingsong and Chen Xuan coldly.

"Follow me!"

The two followed the maid to Tianxiang Pavilion and came to a wealthy and gorgeous room on the seventh floor.

"Hold on!"

The two stood outside the house and waited for a while, then the voice of the waitress came.

"Come in!"

Two female cultivators sat inside.

One is the rich flower on earth, the country is fragrant, and it is the red-card girl Peony Fairy in Tianxiang Pavilion.

Another one is better than snow in white, with a heroic appearance, and a picturesque facial features. He holds a folding fan in his hand, which is a bit sharp and sensual.

Chen Xuan was slightly stunned.

That young master Xu is clearly dressed as a man!

"Old Master Yu, what's the matter with me?"

Yu Qingsong smiled and laughed: "Young Master Xu, this is Chen Xuan, who is good at refining venom!"

"He and his wife live in shanty towns outside. Now he has something to do and wants to move into the market."

Upon hearing that Chen Xuan had already gotten married, the young master Xu in white couldn't help but look at him.

He looked at Chen Xuan and was like a stream of ice and snow shooting on him.

"Um."

She ignored her gaze and continued to study the jade slips in her hand.

The atmosphere was a bit awkward.

Fairy Peony covered her mouth and smiled slightly, her voice soft.

"Galleries, what Old Taoist Yu means is to borrow money from you!"

"Borrow money?"

Xu Jiali seemed to have reacted and looked at Chen Xuan again.

"You can refine poison?"

"Will a little bit."

"Is it a poison or an insect cultivator?"

"The insect repair."

"What realm?"

Chen Xuan thought about it.

With his level, he should, perhaps, be considered a first-level insect control master.

"First-level insect control master."