Shangyuque

Chapter 21 There are Two Suns in the Sky
The job of receiving customers in front of Huafengju is actually not difficult, and Hongmei has hired the corresponding staff.

But, these outsiders are not our own after all, and Hongmei can't just accept anyone as her apprentice.

Therefore, Zhong Ningyao went to the back hall to help Hongmei, and Yulou got the task of looking after the store.

Thanks to the preheating of the Double Eleven event of the Red Lantern Fairy Edition, the number of monks in Qingxifang has increased so much that they have to sleep on the streets, so the number of customers in Huafengju has also increased recently.

But so be it.
Yulou was lying on a chair reading the monk's travel notes. When he noticed the people coming in, he glanced at them out of the corner of his eye and knew that they were just here to broaden their horizons.

The price of a low-grade magic weapon made by a legitimate weapon refiner, as long as it has the basic three levels of restrictions, starts at forty spirit stones.

Forty spirit stones are certainly not much compared to the "apprenticeship fee" of the two Yulou brothers, and are not comparable to the Mirror Silver Gold Thread Shield.

But with such a small amount of spirit stones, many independent cultivators still cannot afford it.

When they fight, they often use simple spells, basic talismans, and mortal weapons mixed with spiritual materials, so that they will not be at a disadvantage in the fight.

Yes, you won’t lose.

Because of the poverty of the independent cultivators, many of them are so poor that even if they squeezed every ounce of their body dry, they still cannot even gather fifty spirit stones.

If the talismans used in the fight are too expensive, you will still be at a loss even after winning and collecting the spoils.

"Hey, how much is the cheapest magic weapon here?"

A middle-aged-looking casual cultivator asked.

"Eighty pieces, and they are flying swords, made of ninth-grade cold iron and ninth-grade white elm wood. Do you want to take a look?"

The guys at Huafengju started promoting the monkey version of the 'Flying Sword' specially supplied by Hongmei.

"A flying sword made of cold iron and white elm wood? Only eighty spirit stones?"

The middle-aged cultivator's eyes suddenly lit up, and he urged the waiter to take it out for him to see.

The clerk looked at Yulou, who stood up and took out Hongmei's monkey version flying sword from the cabinet.

However, when he opened the box and saw the flying sword, even with Yu Lou's self-control, he was still shocked.

At the Ghost Market auction, Hongmei sold a monkey-version cold iron flying knife, the blade of which was the size of a finger, which was still quite acceptable.

But the guy is selling this 'flying sword' that costs 80 spirit stones.
It can be called "Monkey Version 2.0 - Baby Monkey Type", which can be understood as a scaled-down version of the Lynx version of the heavy synthetic brigade - the tricycle synthetic brigade.

This flying sword was only the size of a little finger, and it was split in the middle, leaving only half of the little finger.

It is not a flying sword, nor even a flying knife. At most, it is a thicker "flying needle".

Being able to refine all three levels of basic restrictions in such a small place shows that Hongmei's attainments in refining the Tao are indeed extraordinary.

Yulou took the box, showed it to the casual cultivator who asked the price, and introduced it.

“Look, it’s a little smaller, but it also has three layers of restrictions, and its blade is indeed made of cold iron.

You are also familiar with the characteristics of cold iron. Magical instruments made of this kind of spiritual iron have great advantages in fighting. Magical instruments made of wood, cloth, and other materials with inferior materials cannot withstand the attack of cold iron magic instruments. "

The middle-aged casual cultivator has also been in the world of immortal cultivation for many years. Although he is at the bottom, he has seen many good magical weapons used by others.

He looked at the "flying sword" in the box, was silent for a long time, raised his head and looked towards Yulou.

Looking at the extremely young Yulou, this casual cultivator who had wasted half his life and was still stuck in the Qi Induction Stage felt a little melancholy.

He asked hopefully.

"Seventy-five spirit stones, is that okay?"

To him, this piece of trash among the inferior magic weapons was not trash.

But it is a loser’s supercar and a poor man’s dream love weapon.

It seems ridiculous, but it does have three layers of restrictions, and it is indeed made of cold iron!
“No bargaining, fellow Taoist, this magical instrument was made by my master, Lay Buddhist Hongmei.

It looks a little small, but lower-grade magical weapons are all small, and there are some that are even smaller than it, but can those be made of cold iron?

Moreover, the restrictions refined by my master are more applicable than those of ordinary weapon refiners.

Eighty spirit stones sound expensive, but it is rare for a cold iron magic weapon to be made into inferior quality.

Come to think of it, we have sold several of these ‘flying swords’ in the past two days.”

Cold iron, cold iron, and cold iron!

The magical instruments made of this kind of spiritual iron are indeed special. They can break a cloth or silk magical instrument as easily as taking something out of a bag, and can also break a spiritual wood magical instrument to show their prowess.

The functionality is zero, but it is really cost-effective in terms of offensiveness!
Moreover, for the sake of profit on the one hand and to hone their skills on the other, weapon refiners often make mid-grade magical instruments out of cold iron. Very few low-grade cold iron magical instruments can remain on the market for a long time.

Even in the Hongdengzhao Hall of Merit, there would be no such monkey version of the Hanbin Iron Flying Sword - people think the profit is too low.

Hongmei is an extraordinary person in practicing Taoism, but she is still unwilling to give up this little bit.

Looking at the 'flying sword' in the wooden box, the middle-aged cultivator gritted his teeth and said.

"Okay, eighty pieces. I'll give you forty spirit stones as a deposit first, and you keep it for me.

There are 40 left. When the red light comes, I will exchange my merits for some spirit stones and give them to you!"

Yulou pondered for a moment, closed the box, and the middle-aged cultivator was about to leave in disappointment.

I came across a magical instrument that I liked, and I could afford it just by gritting my teeth, but...
Maybe this is life.

As he thought about this, he felt an uncontrollable sadness in his heart.

"Fellow Daoist, please stay!
I'll seal this box with wax and wait for you to take it.

But we can only stay for two months, no more than that, is that okay with you?" Two months is based on the turnover rate of Huafengju.

Yulou is only Hongmei's apprentice, not her son. He cannot pretend to be generous by taking advantage of Hongmei's interests.

"Ok, Ok!"

The casual cultivator happily paid the deposit and left with the sales contract issued by Yulou.

He carefully held the thin piece of paper in his arms, fearing that anything might happen to it.

After half his life trying to become an immortal without success, he is finally going to have a real magic weapon!
Yes, it is powerfully small, but all lower-grade magical instruments are small.

Yes, it only has three layers of restrictions, but it can also be smoothly controlled by spiritual consciousness.

Yes, it looks ridiculous, but it can be a reliable companion and helper.

With it, I can straighten my back a little when I'm traveling.

With it, you will have a "trump card" when fighting in the future.

With it, even if I cannot become a Qi Refiner in the future, I can leave a treasure for my descendants.

The Monkey King Flying Sword isn't perfect, but for the people who buy it, it's perfect.

Touching the protective magic weapon given to him by the clan leader on his waist, Yulou could feel the spiritual energy of the weapon quietly licking his palm.

Similar to the two spiritual weapons of senior sister, this belt spiritual weapon can actively protect Yulou when he encounters danger.

There is a huge gap between the children of aristocratic families and the independent cultivators.

Yulou is not an immortal. In this sea of suffering artificially created by the great monk, he cannot even save himself. How can he have the heart of a saint to save others?
There is a huge gap between the children of aristocratic families and the independent cultivators.

There is also a huge gap between Yulou and Jiang Baobian of Zifu family.

There was also a huge gap between Jiang Baobian and the soon-to-come Danri Zhenren.

The road to immortality is long, so we must forge ahead!

The road is full of twists and turns, but one's will should be as strong as a rock!
After completing the urgent account settlement task, Zhong Ningyao and the Yulou brothers no longer have to be busy. She is now taking the two brothers on the way to watch the Qingxi Racecourse.

Horse racing is the most popular activity in Qingxifang. It is held every ten days, and there happens to be one tonight.

"Gao Jian, Gao Jian. You might as well change your name to Cao Jian. He likes to take human lives lightly. He has already killed two so-called 'robbery cultivators'. He and his master are both beasts."

Zhong Ningyao complained about Gao Jian's beastly behavior.

"Senior sister, let's not talk nonsense outside."

Yulou was very satisfied with Yu'an's alertness. The slaps from Uncle Rongyuan were really effective.

“You don’t know that Gao Jian paid my father ten spirit stones for one firework magic weapon.

The fireworks magic weapon was made of ordinary iron, but a fingernail-sized piece of copper was added to it. He said that it would be enough to refine a layer of activating restriction on the copper.

The man named Jiang used the money of tens of thousands of spirit stones to make more than a hundred of these crappy things.

I think more than a hundred pieces combined would cost less than five hundred spirit stones!"

Senior Sister Ning Yao really hated Jiang Bao because his eating habits became too ugly.

All the donation fees paid by Huafengju and other shops were embezzled by these beasts.

In her opinion, Jiang Bao cheated on the red light permit and fooled the monks in Qingxifang. Wasn't it fair to scold him?
"Be careful, Senior Sister, we can't control these things, so don't think about them. It will only make you upset if you think about them."

Yulou whispered.

"Why is it getting brighter?"

Zhong Ningyao had the highest cultivation level and was the first to notice something was wrong.

It was clearly evening and the sun was setting, but the sky and the earth suddenly seemed to become brighter.

Yu'an raised his head and looked at the sky.

“Why are there two suns in the sky?”

Two suns were in the sky, and Yulou and Zhong Ningyao were also stunned.

There are two suns in the sky.

One is an orange-red sunset, and the other is a golden scorching sun.

Yulou felt his coccyx was trembling, and the shock in his neurons rushed up from his coccyx to his brain, and he shuddered.

"Is this the red light photo?" Zhong Ningyao murmured.

Yu'an didn't say anything. Seeing that his elder brother was still in a daze, he smoothly protected Fairy Ning Yao in front of him.

Then, he quietly stood beside his eldest brother and touched the Thousand Mile Talisman on his leg and the Hundred Mile Free Escape Talisman in his sleeve.

If the second sun was not created by the person who showed the red light, then run!

Take the dazed idiot Yulou with you and run!

'If you encounter trouble, retreat to the back of the crowd, it will be beneficial for you to let your fellow Taoists carry the Thousand Mile Talisman on their legs first, so that they can protect their bodies and maintain their immortal path!'

House rules boy, Yu'an, step out!

　Wang Rongyuan: I said that the big sinus is effective!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)