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The fish belly white rises in the east.
Shen Lian held the talisman and breathed a sigh of relief. The night passed.
Get up, eat sweet potatoes, and make talismans.
The day passed quickly.
At night.
After taking a yellow bud pill, Shen Lian held the talisman and practiced vigilantly.
"Ah... someone died again!"
At dawn, a familiar scream broke the morning tranquility.
Shen Lian trembled.
woke up.
The whole person just felt depressed.
call--
The sound was so clear, it seemed that the missing person was nearby.
He stood up from the bed, lay down on the gap he had dug, and looked out.
A group of people had gathered in the alley.
This time, the Bishui Sect law enforcement team was patrolling nearby and came over when they heard the sound.
Everyone gathered outside a house not far away and were pointing.
Through the gap, Shen Lian saw Yang Li watching the excitement.
"This Taoist friend is lucky. He didn't have his heart and lungs ripped out. He still dared to join in the fun. He is really brave."
After sighing for a moment, he withdrew his gaze and plugged the gap in the wood again.
"Demon cultivators are nothing."
He cursed in his heart, but he also understood that if he could only be a thief for a thousand days, there would be no way to prevent a thief for a thousand days.
These days of being on tenterhooks are very consuming, and I can't even sleep well.
"Damn it, I can't afford to offend you and I can't hide from you."
"You must rent a small courtyard in the central area."
While cursing, Shen Lian pushed off his quilt again.
Started his own business of making talismans.
No matter how rampant the demonic cultivators are, life has to be lived.
At night.
"Go and have sex with other fellow Taoists. The skin is rough and the flesh is thick, and the internal organs are full of turbidity."
After making a wish, Shen Lian meditated as usual, holding various talismans in his hands.
While practicing, be prepared to deal with emergencies at any time.
In the past few months, fellow Taoists nearby have been attacked by demonic cultivators, so he had better be on guard.
The strength of the demon cultivator is unknown. At the very least, he must be able to make a sound when there is danger, so that he can have a chance to escape.
Half a month later.
Jubao Tower.
Weng Xia's eyes brightened as he looked at the sixty miasma-dispelling charms placed on the counter.
In addition to the shopkeeper, there are nine managers like him in Jubao Building.
Recently, the sect has sent many casual cultivators, and the supply of miasma-dispelling talismans exceeds the demand.
Whoever has more goods and good quality will have the right to speak and win favor in front of the big shopkeeper.
Shen Lian was just one of the Talisman Masters he knew, and he never expected to give him such a surprise.
Sixty miasma dispelling talismans, worth 480 low-grade spiritual stones.
For Shen Lian, he had never been so generous before.
Thanks to Bishui Zong.
Thanks to Wuzihao Mine.
Otherwise, this batch of miasma dispelling charms would only be sold for two hundred and forty yuan.
After checking the miasma dispelling talismans one by one, Weng Xia nodded with satisfaction. The quality was still as high as ever.
"What do fellow Taoists need this time?"
"I need a low-grade talisman pen, thirty talisman papers, ten bottles of spiritual ink, and two bottles of Huangya Dan."
Shen Lian spoke.
Seeing that the price of the Miasma Dispelling Talisman was still at a high level, he would not let go of this opportunity to make money.
While Weng Xia went to prepare the materials for making talismans, Shen Lian leaned on the small counter and carefully looked at the monks going around.
When his eyes fell on the door.
A look happened to meet his.
The owner of the gaze was obviously panicked, then turned around and left.
"Um."
Shen Lian's heart also skipped a beat.
Being followed.
One good thing about monks is that they have a very good memory.
In surprise, Shen Lian recalled that he had seen the face of the figure who had just met his eyes.
Since becoming a Talisman Master, his travels have been at his residence and Treasure Collection Building.
There are only so many trips back and forth.
Each time it takes at least half a month.
But the monks who often come to Jubao Tower are either buying or selling spiritual objects.
What poor guy always runs to Jubao Tower when he has nothing to do?
The spiritual items Shen Lian needed totaled 420 pieces of spirit stones, with a surplus of 60 pieces.
After putting away his things, Shen Lian did not leave in a hurry. He leaned in front of Steward Weng and asked, "Does Steward know if there is any room available in the small courtyard in the middle of Fang City?"
"Fellow Taoist, do you want to move?"
Shen Lian nodded.
Although he has become too cunning, he still wants to move to a more stable courtyard in the middle of Fangshi.
"Recently, the number of people in Fang City has increased, and fighting has been frequent. The small houses on the outskirts of Fang City are too unsafe."
Weng Xia was not surprised. Who would be willing to live in a shack if they were rich?
Not only is it broken, but the key is also unsafe.
"The supply of accommodation in Fangshi has always exceeded the demand. Recently, in order to develop the mineral veins, the sect has sent many monks, and the accommodation has become even more tight."
"The residence is under the management of the General Affairs Hall, I don't know the details.
There is news that our Bishui Sect will re-plan the city in the near future.
With Daoyou Shen's financial resources, if he is willing to spend money, it will not be a big problem to share a house in the central area of Fang City. "
The rental situation in Yunmengfang City is generally that the more powerful you are, the better the place you live in.
But on the other hand, it can also be proved that it is easier for strong monks to earn spiritual stones, so that they have the financial resources to live in a good place.
The entire Yunmengfang City is built at the foot of Yunmeng Mountain.
There is a second-level spiritual vein in Yunmeng Mountain.
Along the trend of Yunmeng Mountain's spiritual veins, more than twenty cave dwellings were built.
The cave on the highest spiritual vein spring is the residence of the foundation-building monks who sit in Yunmeng Market.
The remaining caves are reserved for the disciples of the Bishui Sect.
Yunmeng Market borrowed the light of the Yunmeng Mountain spiritual vein and was built on the tail of the spiritual vein.
The formation master of Bishui Sect built a spirit gathering array with the tail of the spiritual vein as the center.
There is a street of shops, and some core luxurious courtyards are in the central spirit gathering array.
This place is the core area of the market, where ordinary disciples, managers, and family members of Bishui Sect live.
There are also some craftsmen with first-class craftsmanship who can earn a lot of spirit stones.
In short, either you have power or spirit stones, or both power and spirit stones.
What Weng Xia said, and the place chosen by Shen Lian himself, are all in the middle area next to the core area.
In this area, the houses built are more spacious than those in the outer area, and the rooms are all two-story.
In addition to the two-story building, there is also a courtyard with a circle of small fences.
Although not in the spirit gathering array, but close to the edge of the spirit gathering array, can get some spiritual energy.
Most of the people living here are in the late stage of Qi training, or have a skill, or have a strange encounter in the middle stage of Qi training.
"Manager Weng, I heard that if you want to live in the central area, you need certain conditions."
Shen Lian heard this from hearsay, and with his ability before, he couldn't get detailed information.
Just like this, or passing by on the street, I don't know who heard one or two words.
"There are some rules, but then again, Fellow Daoist Shen is a talisman master and can earn spirit stones."
Weng Xia patted his storage bag, and a spirit stone appeared in his palm.
"Fellow Daoist, what requirements can be higher than spirit stones?"
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