Immortal Cultivation: I Can See Through Everything.

Chen Xuan was too lazy to talk nonsense with this man.

He exerted a little force on his hand, and the casual cultivator was in so much pain that he couldn't bend his waist.

"No, no, let go, it's going to break!"

Chen Xuan loosened his grip slightly and asked with a smile: "Do you remember?"

"Yes, I was confused just now. I didn't pay the spirit stones."

The casual cultivator quickly took out seven spirit stones and put them on the counter tremblingly.

"You are the first one. Considering your first offense, get out of here!"

"If there is a second one, I'm sorry, leave your hand!"

The full threat, combined with the sharp golden knife of the Iron-backed Mantis, everyone believed that Chen Xuan would do what he said.

The casual cultivator who tried to default on his debt was frightened to a pale face, lowered his head, and walked away in disgrace, not daring to say a word from beginning to end.

The casual cultivators watching were silent, retreated one after another, and took the initiative to line up in an orderly manner.

Soon, the golden spear talisman in the store was sold out.

A lot of the rejuvenation and winding talismans that no one wanted were also sold.

By dusk, only a few winding talismans were left on the counter.

As a last resort, Chen Xuan had to put up a "sold out" sign in the store.

He closed the store early.

When night fell, Jiang Yingxue sat on the bed with a pile of sparkling spirit stones in her arms, counting them happily.

"Two hundred and six, two hundred and seven, two hundred and eight, my husband, you are so amazing, we sold two hundred and eight spirit stones today!"

Jiang Yingxue's cheeks were rosy, and her bright eyes were full of laughter.

"Only two hundred spirit stones, look how happy you are!"

Chen Xuan said lazily.

The success rate of the fine golden spear talisman reached 30%.

Two dozen talismans were made in a day, and seven talismans were made, which could be sold for twenty spirit stones.

After deducting the cost, he could earn fifteen or sixteen spirit stones a day, which was quite profitable.

In fact, if he made all his efforts to make talismans, with his current spiritual power, he could make four or five dozen talismans a day, doubling his income.

However, Chen Xuan still put improving his strength in the first place.

Making talismans was just to earn spirit stones and speed up his cultivation.

"Qiao Dahua is easy to talk to. I'll go there one day and repay him for his personal favor."

Thinking of this, Chen Xuan saw Jiang Yingxue's fair skin and jade bones reflected by the spirit stones, as tender as rose petals, and his heart moved.

"Xue'er."

"Yeah."

"Actually, I left a golden spear talisman."

Jiang Yingxue raised her head, with a puzzled look on her face.

"As a talisman master, I have to try the effects of the spirit talismans I made myself."

"Ah!"

Jiang Yingxue finally came to her senses, and her pink little mouth almost pouted.

"Don't..."

"Be good, be obedient!"

Chen Xuan pounced on the pink little rabbit like a big bad wolf.

That night.

After a fierce exercise, Chen Xuan was still not satisfied and went to the practice room to continue practicing.

Sure enough, strength is the best adornment for men.

With strength, no matter what situation you face, you can be calm and composed.

Just like Chen Xuan at this moment.

He opened his eyes from practice, shook his head slightly, and sighed softly.

The extensive management of Honghefang City really makes it difficult for people to let go.

The Golden Spear Talisman was sold out in the daytime, and the robbers who didn't know how to live or die came at night.

He was afraid of waking up Jiang Yingxue, so he went straight out of the practice room and came to the shop in front.

"Everyone, don't look for it, the spirit stone is here."

The three black shadows stopped searching in their hands and surrounded Chen Xuan in a triangle.

"Hehe, I wanted to go in to find you. Since you are out, be quick and hand over all the spirit stones in your home!" A sturdy man in black shouted, waving the big knife in his hand.

"Throw the magic weapon on the ground, tie your hands, kneel down, and I may spare your life." Chen Xuan said coldly.

"Fellow Daoist, you are so arrogant. If you don't hand over the spirit stone, don't blame us for being ruthless!" another black-clothed monk threatened.

"Since we can enter your door, we can take your life. Don't be ungrateful!" The remaining black-clothed man shouted unwillingly.

"Just like that, do you want to die?" Chen Xuan sighed, a little reluctant.

"You..."

The tough black-clothed man felt something was wrong.

He was about to ask again.

Chen Xuan turned and left.

"Clean it up, don't dirty my shop!"

Then.

The figure of the iron-backed mantis appeared in the shop.

No mistake, one sentence, one content, one content, one book, one bar!

The three monks wanted to sacrifice their magic weapons, but it was too late.

The iron-backed mantis moved extremely quickly, and the speed of the golden sword in its arms was hundreds of times faster than the blink of an eye. It only took one hundredth of a breath to attack its prey.

Obviously, the three men in black who broke into the store had no time to react. They were hit before their protective spirit shields even lit up, and several blood lines appeared on their bodies.

When the three came to their senses, their bodies had been broken into several pieces.

"Wait..."

Before the tough man in black finished speaking, he felt a sharp pain all over his body, and his upper body fell to the ground.

He stared with his eyes wide open, blood kept flowing from the corners of his mouth, his consciousness gradually blurred, and he fell into darkness.

At the last moment, he suddenly remembered that the man asked the three of them to come to this store to steal. Could it be that he already knew that this person was not easy to mess with?

I didn't expect that my luck was so bad this time, and I was actually caught by an insect master!

The other two died without even making a sound.

Then, a figure with slightly stiff movements came out and searched the three dead people one by one.

It was the Wood Spirit incarnation that Chen Xuan was nurturing.

Three medium-grade magic tools. In addition, there were five golden light talismans, three golden shield talismans, ten breath-retaining talismans, and thirteen spirit stones.

A bunch of poor ghosts!

Under the guidance of Chen Xuan's mind, the Wood Spirit incarnation threw the three corpses out of the store and returned to the store without looking back to close the door.

The strong smell of blood quickly attracted the attention of nearby monks.

The law enforcement team of the Five Poison Sect came lazily, glanced at the name on the plaque of the Spirit Talisman Pavilion, waved their hands, called a few servants, and moved the three corpses away.

They didn't even knock on the door.

Chen Xuan returned to the bedroom, and Jiang Yingxue was still sleeping soundly.

"Brother Xuan..." Jiang Yingxue murmured to herself as if she was dreaming.

Chen Xuan gently hugged her soft waist.

Jiang Yingxue slipped into his arms and hugged him tightly, as if she was afraid that he would leave.

The night was as dark as water.

The stars were dim.

No matter how long the night was, dawn would still come.

The sun shone, and everything grew.

Human cultivators were just insignificant dust in the heavenly way.

Chen Xuan thought randomly, letting his thoughts drift.

He knew very well that the three robbery cultivators were just a test.

Now he was no longer the sickly boy who had just woken up and was confused about the way.

Wordless Dao Sutra, Sky Eye Divine Power, Verdant Divine Tree, Qingling Sword Art, Insect King Divine Wood Cauldron, five strange insects, etc.

He had more cards than others could imagine.

Qi training cultivators were no threat to him.

And in the entire Honghefang City, there were only a few foundation-building cultivators.

The steward of Jinyang Sect and the guest elder of Wudu Sect, other people may not know about this identity, but the foundation-building masters in the market cannot be unaware of it.

The higher the position, the more cautious one is.

After daybreak, I will go to Qiao Dahua and ask him to take good care of it.

As the head elder of Honghe Market, he actually let the robbery of the store happen right under his nose. How can he justify it?

How can he have the nerve to charge the rent of 300 spirit stones a year?

He has to reduce the rent!