Start from the Martial Arts

Fang Xiu got up early in the morning after suffering from insomnia for most of the night.

Although he fell asleep very late, he was in good spirits.

Anyway, it’s much better than worrying about it in the Broken Soul Mountain Range for the previous month.

Fang Xiu came behind the door, breathed in the fresh air containing spiritual energy, and stretched hard.

He looked at the Duanhun Mountains not far away. The mountains were hidden in the mist, with only the towering peaks looming above the clouds. At the end of the sight, there are stacks of snow-capped peaks standing deep in the mountains through the clouds and mist.

boom!

Fang Xiu had no time to express his feelings when a loud noise suddenly came from the room next door. A big hole was blown out of the wooden wall. Pieces of wood and tarpaulin were scattered everywhere. Some of them were blown into Fang Xiu's yard, deep inside. Plunging into the wooden wall he had just repaired yesterday.

Thick smoke billowed out from the cracks in the cave and cabin.

Metaphor!

Fang Xiu was taken aback. The Xiantian Yuan formed a thick wall of air in front of him to resist the aftermath of the explosion.

His body tensed up and his hands dropped, holding the Mo Feng swords hidden in his sleeves.

At this time, in the room next door, a skinny old man ran out of the thick smoke. His face was blackened by smoke, and there were several big holes burned in his clothes. He coughed violently as soon as he went out.

The huge noise woke up the neighbors from their sleep.

"Hey! Old Man Wang! What the hell are you doing again!"

A middle-aged woman who still retains her charm walked out of the house diagonally opposite. She stood in the yard with her hands on her hips, pointing at the old man and shouting.

Fang Xiu noticed that the handsome young man who came to rent a house yesterday lived in the yard opposite him.

"Sister, I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" Old Man Wang bowed his head repeatedly and apologized to the neighbors who were frightened by him.

"I told you not to tinker with elixirs for a long time. Sooner or later, the furnace will blow up and kill you!" The middle-aged woman returned to the house cursing.

Some people were not surprised and didn't say much.

At this time, Old Man Wang noticed Fang Xiu standing in the yard next door, as well as the pieces of wood and oil paper cloth at his feet.

He returned to the house and dispersed the smoke.

When I came out again, I had put on a new Taoist robe and washed my face.

He came to the yard next door, smiled at Fang Xiu and said, "This fellow Taoist is very handsome, he must be a new one."

Fang Xiu sensed the fluctuation of Old Man Wang's mana. He was at least in the middle stage of Qi refining. He smiled and said with a cupped hand:

"I met my Taoist friend and I'm sleeping down below. I just moved here yesterday."

"It turns out to be a Taoist friend. The old man's surname is Wang, and his name is Fugui."

After the two exchanged their names, Fang Xiu looked at Wang Fugui. The man was quite tall, about the same height as him, with a clear face, energetic spirit, white beard and hair, and a green Taoist robe. He looked quite immortal.

"I was researching a new elixir recipe just now. I accidentally made a mistake and disturbed my fellow Taoists. I hope you can forgive me." Old Man Wang said with a smile.

"Fellow Daoist Wang actually knows how to make elixirs. How disrespectful!" Fang Xiu was surprised.

Talisman weapon array, the only thing casual cultivators can learn is to make talismans."

Alchemy and weapon refining require complete inheritance, and the threshold is extremely high, with huge initial investment. Even sect monks cannot learn it.

As for learning to set up formations, it goes without saying.

Zhao Ningsheng was proficient in alchemy, mainly due to his own talents. Another inner disciple of the Hehuan Sect liked him very much at first, so he invested a lot of resources in him.

Later, Zhao Ningsheng came to Anpingfang City and relied on his skills in making talismans to accumulate spiritual stones. Then he gradually learned to refine Bigu Pills and Qi-Nourishing Pills. Finally, he made a small fortune by inventing the Immortality Pill."

"It makes fellow Taoist Fang laugh. I have been refining elixirs all my life, but I have only mastered two elixirs, Bigu Pill and Blood Essence Pill." Wang Fugui smiled while twisting his beard, and suddenly felt a little pain in his body: "I just wanted to try to modify the Qi-Nourishing Pill. Fang, the boiler was damaged and the alchemy furnace almost exploded."

Bigu Pill is indeed the most basic elixir, basically anyone who can get started with alchemy.

Qi-nourishing pills are extraordinary. If you learn to refine Qi-nourishing pills, you are truly a first-level low-grade alchemist. If you can master it skillfully, you can definitely live a very nourishing life in casual cultivation.

Zhao Ningsheng tinkered with the recipe for the Immortality Pill because the success rate of refining the Qi Nourishing Pill was too low.

"I wonder what this Blood Essence Pill is?" Fang Xiu asked curiously.

"Oh, this Blood Essence Pill was modified by me based on the formula of Blood Qi Pill. It can greatly replenish Qi and blood. It is deeply loved by mortal masters and first-level low-level body refiners."

Wang Fugui smiled and looked at the tall and strong figure.

"I think Fellow Daoist Fang's stature is more like that of a body refiner."

"It's just a rough understanding of mortal martial arts." Fang Xiu waved his hand.

Wang Fugui suddenly clapped his hands and said enthusiastically:

"By the way, I'll give fellow Taoist Fang a few blood essence pills to try!"

"It's not good..." Fang Xiu was stunned, feeling that Wang Fugui was a bit unreliable.

"Fellow Daoist Fang, you don't have to be polite. Just think of it as an apology for the fright just now." Wang Fugui smiled broadly, ran back to the house, and took out a porcelain bottle.

"this,

"Fellow Daoist Fang, don't worry. My elixirs are well-known in this area and are absolutely of high quality and low price."

Wang Fugui forced the porcelain bottle into Fang Xiu's hand.

"Then thank you, fellow Taoist Wang." Fang Xiu said with cupped hands.

"You're welcome, Fellow Daoist Fang. If you like it, you can come and buy it from me. I'll give you a 10% discount." Wang Fugui said with a smile.

After chatting with Fang Xiu for a while, he apologized and went back to clean the house.

Fang Xiu looked at the porcelain bottle in his hand and returned to the house. He stuffed the porcelain bottle into his arms and put it into his storage bag.

"I have to find a way to make money."

He now has two low-grade magic tools, the Black Water Needle and the Mo Feng Double Swords. And an old low-grade magic tool talisman pen.

Among them, the Mo Feng Double Swords are the best among the low-grade magic tools, with power close to the middle-grade magic tools, and can be used for a long time, so he plans to keep it for himself.

The Black Water Needle magic tool can be sold, but he plans to sell it in the middle stage of Qi Refining, so it will not attract attention.

In addition to the magic tools, he still has more than 20 Three Absolute True Strength Talismans and several talisman papers obtained from Gou Ping'an. These are trump cards, life-saving things, and cannot be sold.

He had a total of 11 spiritual stones on him before. He bought nine and a half catties of spiritual rice and used 1 spiritual stone, leaving 10 spiritual stones. 182 taels of spiritual sand, rented a house for 3 months, used 160 taels of spiritual sand, and left 22 taels of spiritual sand.

500 taels of gold, food and accommodation, asking for a guide, and buying daily necessities, a total of 283 taels were spent, and 217 taels were left.

Next, I will use this start-up capital to earn the first pot of gold.

The spiritual energy in the shantytown is enough for the daily practice of the cultivators in the early stage of Qi Refining.

Fang Xiu's cultivation, which had been stagnant for a long time at the first level of Qi Refining, began to grow.

There are only mid-term bottlenecks from the third to fourth levels of Qi Refining, and late bottlenecks from the sixth to seventh levels.

In addition, as long as the mana is accumulated enough, it will be possible to break through to the next level.

Fang Xiu estimated that at this rate, he would be able to enter the second level of Qi Refining in two or three months.

"The three absolute true energy condenses into Dan energy. Next, my focus of cultivation should still be on martial arts. When the external power breaks through to the Grandmaster level, the sensitivity of the spiritual roots should be improved again. This is the key."

Fang Xiu pondered in his heart that the sensitivity of the spiritual roots will increase, and the speed of cultivation will naturally increase accordingly.

Fang Xiu took out ten spiritual stones from the storage bag, packed them in a separate cloth bag, and put them close to his body.

After making preparations, Fang Xiu took all his belongings and went out.

"Fang Daoyou!"

Fang Xiu had not walked a few steps when he heard a shout from behind.

Wang Fugui ran towards Fang Xiu with a large package on his back.

"Wang Daoyou, what are you doing..."

Fang Xiu stopped.

Wang Fugui asked, "I'm going to set up a stall in the casual cultivation area in the outer city. Where are you going, Fang Daoyou?"

"I'm going to buy some first-level blank talisman paper."

Fang Xiu told the truth.

"Fang Daoyou is actually a talisman master?! I'm so sorry!" Wang Fugui was surprised.

"I've just started to make cleaning talismans and wind-controlling talismans." Fang Xiu waved his hand.

Wang Fugui saw Fang Xiu like this, and estimated that his talisman-making skills were not that high, but he still smiled and said:

"Although the cleaning talisman is not easy to sell, the wind-controlling talisman is in demand. Three wind-controlling talismans can be sold for one spirit stone. Fellow Daoist Fang is not just a beginner, but has already mastered the art."

"Fang Xiu's expression froze, Wang Fugui was really good at talking.

One spirit stone can only buy ten blank talisman papers, and a first-level low-grade talisman master has only a 30% success rate. If you make a wind-controlling talisman, you can't even recover the cost because you need to use spirit blood cinnabar to make talismans, which is also very expensive.

Fang Xiu has a 35% success rate in making the Three Absolutes True Strength Talisman with the Snow Wolf Talisman Skin, but the success rate of making the Wind-Controlling Talisman is less than 20%.

He wants to buy some real talisman paper and real spirit blood cinnabar to see what his talent for talisman-making is like and whether he can make a fortune in this business.

"Fang Daoist Fang can buy talisman paper with me! "Wang Fugui saw Fang Xiu was silent and immediately changed the subject.

"The first-level blank talisman paper in the store only gives ten pieces for one spirit stone, while the casual cultivators' stalls give a dozen, two more pieces!"

"Are they the same in quality?" Fang Xiu hesitated.

"Don't worry, Fellow Daoist Fang! Most casual cultivators who make talisman paper have been doing it for many years and won't play tricks on it. And..." Wang Fugui suddenly lowered his voice halfway through.

"In fact, some talisman paper sold in small shops is purchased from casual cultivators."

"I see." Fang Xiu nodded.

"Follow me, I guarantee you won't suffer any loss!" Wang Fugui patted his chest and promised.

"Thank you very much, Fellow Daoist Wang." Fang Xiu bowed his hands.

"We are all neighbors, no need to be polite."

Wang Fugui waved his hand.

Fang Xiu followed Wang Fugui to the area where the casual cultivators in the outer city set up stalls, which happened to be the four corners of the market."

Fang Xiu had not visited this area in the southeast corner yesterday.

Although it is relatively remote, there are many cultivators coming and going.

Monks, Taoists, Confucian scholars.

There are cultivators in various costumes.

A beautiful female cultivator usually has a strong male cultivator by his side.

And a strong female cultivator is always accompanied by a handsome male cultivator.

In addition, there are many old people and children, many of whom are visiting the stalls with their families.

Wang Fugui came to the back of the main road with a package on his back, and saw square areas marked with white lines on both sides of the store door.

Wang Fugui spread out the big package and spread it on the square area.