Cultivate steadily, the whole world of cultivating immortals is my home

Chapter 15 Why is it you again!
Yang Li!

That's right, the neighbor next door is the guy who visited in the South District before.

What a coincidence.

After Yang Li walked out of the room, he was a little surprised to see Shen Lian.

What a coincidence.

He nodded towards Shen Lian and immediately closed the door.

Shen Lian also nodded, and closed the door again.

In the days that followed, Shen Lian started his great career of earning spirit stones again.

Three days later.

A scream broke the morning tranquility again.

Shen Lian looked out through the newly dug crack in the door.

The monks gathered in the alley and surrounded a house not far away.

And...someone is karma.

"Why is this old man so lucky?"

In the crowd, Shen Lian saw Yang Li again.

He was whispering to the people around him, and he stretched out his hand to point towards the house where the accident occurred.

After thinking about it, an idea popped up in Shen Lian's mind for no reason.

"This fellow daoist is not a demon cultivator, is he?"

Most monks would subconsciously avoid it when they see something related to demonic cultivation. Why did fellow Taoist Yang get involved?

Some magic cultivators are like this.

Obviously cruel and merciless, I just pretended that I was a decent and superior person.

Of course, there are also some decent monks who spend more time playing than magic cultivators.

In this world, no one can tell whether there are demons or demons, or Tao or Dao.

For more than half a year, although Moxiu didn't find him.

But through Shen Lian's careful observation, he discovered that demon cultivators like to go out at night and rip out people's hearts and lungs.

But at night, no fighting was heard at all.

Even the door and windows of the victim's room were intact.

It was only when the smell of blood filled the air the next day that another corpse owner was discovered.

After committing crimes repeatedly, the corpse owner can be guaranteed not to resist every time.

Is it possible that every time you go out to work, you carry the goddess of luck on your back?

Either Moxiu strikes quickly and ruthlessly.

Either they don't talk about martial arts morality, and they think in advance by means of inferiority and abuse, and subdue people first.

Shen Lian was more inclined to the second option.

Just like the Taoist friends who wanted to fuck him before, these people knew to poison first.

The magic cultivator's methods are even more cunning, and he may have a lot of tricks to play with.

"Hey...the three caves outside the square city won't work, it's better to move to the small courtyard in the middle."

He is not afraid of trouble, but he is always caught up in trouble, which is not troublesome.

A fellow Taoist was lost in the alley, and for the next half a month, things became a lot more stable.

It's like a sacrifice.

After another ten days, Shen Lian couldn't hold back anymore, packed up his things and opened the door, and went to the street of shops.

Jubao building.

Weng Xia carefully inspected the lines on the miasma-dispelling talisman.

After checking all the talismans, a smile appeared on his face.

"Fellow Daoist Shen, this batch of miasma-removing talismans, the old man still collects according to eight spirit stones."

"Thank you."

Shen Lian clasped his hands together.

This time he brought a hundred Miasma Removing Talismans.

After entering the Jubao Pavilion, he was not blind, and there were also people who were buying Miasma Removing Talismans.

The selling price of Jubao Pavilion is only seven spirit stones.

Weng Xia still collected the eight spirit stones. Regardless of whether he had any other ideas, the spirit stones he received were real.

"Brother, look at these miasma-dispelling talismans."

Weng Xia reached out and took out a stack of more than a dozen miasma-dispelling charms from inside the counter.

Shen Lian held these miasma-dispelling talismans in his hand.

"This spiritual pattern is intermittent. I'm afraid it won't be powerful enough after being activated."

"There is a problem with the writing of this piece."

……

"This..."

Among the dozen or so miasma dispelling talismans, Shen Lian noticed at a glance that none of them were of high quality.

"My brother also said that he has little experience in making talismans. Let's see which talisman's flawed position can escape your eyes?"

"Some of these miasma-removing talismans are hand-practicing works sent by disciples in the sect, and some are collected from other talisman masters."

"I won't hide it from you. I conducted an experiment on my brother's miasma-removing talisman."

"Brother, after your miasma-dispelling talisman is activated, it can expel the miasma within fifty feet, and it can last for a quarter of an hour.

"And these miasma-dispelling talismans can expel miasma in different ranges, the largest is only thirty feet."

Weng Xia said.

"The durability is not good either. It's good if it can last for half a quarter of an hour."

"Is my brother interested, and I will continue to cooperate with my brother."

"I can't ask for it."

Shen Lian immediately agreed.

Even if Weng Xia accepted his miasma-dispelling talisman at the original price, he would have no way to counter it, and would offend the old man instead.

Now it seems that both parties are beneficial and happy.

Besides, Shen Lian also wanted to get some information from Weng Xia to see if he could leave Yunmengfang City early.

One hundred miasma-dispelling talismans, 800 yuan low-grade spirit stones.

"Brother, the houses in the middle area have been vacated."

Before Shen Lian could ask, Weng Xia said it in advance.

"Ding No. 23 Courtyard, don't be afraid of Hua Lingshi, act quickly, there are many people who want to rent a house."

At this time, Weng Xia came up close and said something furtively.

"Ding No. 23 Courtyard?"

Shen Lian nodded, and when he was about to ask what was different about this courtyard, he found that Weng Xia had already gone to greet other guests.

When Shen Lian came to the General Affairs Hall, he found that there were many monks crowded in the hall.

The steward Wang he was looking for was surrounded by monks.

"Fellow Taoists, the allocation of houses needs to be decided by the Foundation Establishment Ancestor, and Wang is the one in charge."

"Wang is a pawn of the old ancestor Ma, and Wang will do whatever the old ancestor tells him to do."

"It is Wang's responsibility to serve all fellow Taoists."

"Currently the houses in Fang City are still being counted, and it will probably take less than half a month to rearrange them."

"We will sort it out as soon as possible, so that everyone can rent a suitable house as soon as possible."

With a smile on Wang Yang's face, he sent the casual cultivators around him out of the General Affairs Hall.

After watching everyone leave the General Affairs Hall, the fake smile on Wang Yang's face disappeared.

He spotted Shen Lian in the crowd and nodded imperceptibly.

Seeing Wang Yang return to the inner room, Shen Lian looked around and walked in quickly.

"Fellow Daoist, long time no see."

Watching Shen Lian enter the room, Wang Yang sat behind the stone table without moving, but there was a smile on his face.

"In my spare time today, I'm here to pay a visit to Steward Wang."

Shen Lian crossed his fists.

Wang Yang motioned for Shen Lian to take a seat without delay, and said, "Fellow Daoist came at the right time, and I happen to have a few spare rooms in my hand."

At this moment, Wang Yang didn't hide it at all, which was quite different from what he said outside.

"I want to rent Courtyard No. 23, how much is the price?"

Wang Yang squinted his eyes and leaned back, "It seems that the relationship between Taoist Fellow Daoist and Manager Weng Xia is not shallow."

"...I remember Taoist friend said before that we should rent together. If we rent this courtyard together, it will cost 50 yuan of spiritual stones a month."

Having said that, Wang Yang lowered his voice.

"But...if fellow Taoist want to rent it, you need to pay an additional 50 yuan of spiritual stones."

Swah——

The next moment, a small pile of shiny things appeared on the stone table in front of Wang Yang.

Swah——

The shiny thing disappeared.

As if it never happened.

Only the smooth patina is shiny.

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(End of this chapter)