Starting My Cultivation With Immortality

"I don't know which sect it is, and it's so cruel."

Yun Suxu held dozens of small cauldron fragments, and felt that there was an incomparably abundant power of earth spirit pouring in. This thing has many wonderful uses. It was roughly made into a protective magic weapon, and some bright pearls were cast secretly.

When this tripod was in good condition, there were dozens of defensive formations alone, but it was really superfluous. It was the power of that rule, which was injected by the great supernatural cultivator of the God Transformation Realm. It was weaker. , but also on the table.

Ordinary cultivators, no matter whether they are good or evil, get a little treasure, the first thing they can think of are four uses, whether it can improve their cultivation, whether they can improve Taoism, if not, then use them to sacrificial and attack magic weapons, and the second is defense. Magic weapons, mostly.

The essence of this soil is used to refine it into a magic weapon. Even a little refining can be called an extraordinary magic weapon.

However, in Yunsu's opinion, the idea of ​​refining this cauldron is wrong. No matter how much the defensive formation is depicted, it is superfluous. In other words, it should not be refined into a magical treasure.

"If these soil essences are used to grow medicine, they only need to add a little, and they will have miraculous effects."

Yunsu couldn't help but think of the ten thousand-year-old elixir in Yuyang City. Although his heels were Lingshen and his origin was a little lower, he was better if he lived long enough and was old enough. Next, how many roots will it grow?

When the time comes, I'll put a little bit of cooking, and a little bit of stewing soup, tsk tsk, I'm afraid it will taste so good.

I don't know if the old man and the young man live in Yuyang City and eat well. Ten taels of silver should be enough for them to live for a long time. Even if they have poor food, it is better than sleeping on the street and being chased and killed.

At this time, in Yuyang City, 8,000 miles away, a white-haired old man was walking down an alley with a girl in green clothes, following a man who looked like a servant.

The boy's tongue was bright and lotus, and he was trying to tout something according to the album in his hand.

"Old man, if you want to rent a house, you are looking for the right person. In Yuyang City, there are no official houses that have not been second-hand by my king.

If you don't believe me, look, this is the Qingfeng Xiaozhu that I sold a few days ago. It is a single-family mansion. It is a quiet place in the busy city.

Tsk tsk, what a great yard.

Even standing outside the door is like enjoying the spring breeze. If you live inside, you won't be like a fairy. "

As Wang Er boasted, he was also vaguely puzzled. This Qingfeng Xiaozhu was also strange. In the past, there was a ghostly atmosphere, let alone people living in it, even standing at the door would be suffocating.

Unexpectedly, after that Mr. Su moved in, he managed to manage a haunted house in an orderly manner. If he sells it now, the price will be more than doubled.

However, Wang Er is not at a loss. When such a haunted house is sold, the middleman fee is very high. Selling a set is worth less than half a year. Unfortunately, this old man looks like a poor ghost. Get up from the house.

Wang Er thinks that looking at people is very poisonous. Although Mr. Su brought a few children that day, he looked like he had escaped from the famine, but the spirit on his face was very human-like. From a ghost house that could only afford the monthly rent of 300 cents, to a rich man who could afford a house.

These two old and weak people look pitiful, but unfortunately one is old and the other weak, and money is not easy to earn.

"Hey, Brother Wang, whose mansion is this Qingfeng Xiaozhu?"

The white-haired old man stood across the street, looking at this unpretentious Qingfeng Xiaozhu, and was actually stunned for a while.

As a ten thousand-year-old spiritual creature, I like to live in the spirits most, especially after I opened my spiritual wisdom, I can't see the ordinary hilltop terrain. It is often where it is suitable to plant myself. to plant yourself.

For the past 10,000 years, the old man has been dreaming of finding a treasure land with abundant spiritual energy and good feng shui.

It's a pity that after searching for so many years, I ended up straying into so many dangerous places. Instead, I was punished by the seedlings and finally escaped, but I became a bereaved dog and a frightened bird. Not to mention finding a treasured place, it is already enough to have a place to live. Very satisfied.

However, today, he saw something.

In this panicked and bustling city, where ordinary people live, there is actually such a treasured place.

Qingfeng Xiaozhu in front of him, although the courtyard door was closed, it looked no different from ordinary people, and there was no trace of spiritual energy leaking out, but the old man was very sure that this place must be a first-class paradise.

He has moved countless times over the years and planted himself countless times, because he has a special ability, which is a well-informed art. Any treasure land, even if it is guarded by the ancient prohibition, can be separated by the old man. Smells far away.

"Alas, the nose was too smart back then."

When the old man thought of this, he couldn't help but want to cry. If he hadn't run around, he wouldn't have ended up like this today.

However, after all, having a good granddaughter is worth it.

Although he had secretly sworn countless times in his heart, and each time was the last time he planted himself, but when he walked outside this Breeze Xiaozhu today, he was about to move again, his body trembled, like a convulsion.

"Grandpa, you..."

Seeing this, Lvyi Xian'er couldn't help worrying. It's not good. Grandpa fell ill again. This is a city where mortals live. It's too embarrassing to be planted on the street.

No, Grandpa really can't help it.

The girl was anxious, and when she saw the mortal servant next to her, she didn't dare to say it directly. She used the very weak spiritual power on her body and said through voice transmission:

"Grandpa, you, you have to hold back, there are so many people here, it's broad daylight, don't..."

"Ah? Oh, oh..."

The old man was excited by the sound transmission full of spiritual power, and then he came back to his senses. He found that his legs had shaken into a sieve, and he almost couldn't help planting himself at the door of Qingfeng Xiaozhu.

On this hard rocky ground, under the watchful eyes of the public, if he did such an old and indecent thing, wouldn't he have lost his face for ten thousand years.

After calming down a little, the old man looked at the house again. The appearance of this place is simple and unpretentious, but it should contain extremely rich spiritual energy, and the feng shui is very good. It should be the nine heavens and stars on the top and the yellow spring with the ground water below. It is no longer a treasure. to describe.

The steps in front of the door and the small stone path under the fence are actually spotless, no wind automatically repels the dirt, and there is a faint appearance of being clean and free of dirt.

Faintly, he guessed something. According to legend, the spiritual roots and spiritual medicines used to have many immortals in ancient times, and it was able to give birth to an environment that was extremely suitable for the growth of spiritual medicine and spiritual roots.

"Shouldn't be, in this busy city, how could the mortal Xiaozhu have the legendary Xuanhuang treasure land?"

The old man rubbed his eyes vigorously, and when he looked again, the feeling became clearer, the yard in front of him was incredible.

These days, I have lived without a fixed place, and I have been running for my life day and night, and I am in a constant state of panic. Now that I have seen the rumored Xuanhuang Treasure Land, where is the way to go?

"Xian'er, come here."

The old man pulled the green-clothed fairy to a distance and whispered:

"Good fairy, help grandpa to see what's in this mansion, I suspect this is the treasure land rumored by my family."

"Treasure land? No way, grandpa."

"Just look at what's inside. Grandpa's old eyes are dim and he can't see clearly."

This man has so many eyes, how dare the old man say that he suspects that it is a treasure of Xuanhuang.

Xiao Xian'er is very confused, what's wrong with Grandpa? Although this place is relatively quiet, the environment is elegant, and the yard is a bit unique, but first, I want to plant myself, and now I want to peep at others.

"Grandpa, this is not the blessed land of Lingshan in the wild. It's not good to peek at others rashly."

Xiao Xian'er just felt very ashamed. This is not a wilderness, but there are people living there. It's too embarrassing to peek at people.

"It's like grandpa begged you, just take a look, just take a look, such as whether it's dangerous or not, that's fine."

"Well, well, I'll take a look."

Xiao Xian'er couldn't resist her grandfather, so she turned her head in embarrassment, raised her two small hands like jade lotus roots, covered her eyes, leaving only a gap, and looked at Qingfeng Xiaozhu.

"what!"

"Xian'er, what did you see? Tell grandpa quickly."

Xiao Xian'er covered her face, shook her left and right, tried several times, and finally put down her two little hands embarrassedly, and pouted slightly, "I can't see anything."

"Can't see anything?"

The old man was suddenly stunned, he shouldn't, he was born with a nose, and he didn't know where he got it, but Xian'er was scary, even the ancient cultivator's prohibition could see through, and the cave in the bottom of the mountain also escaped. But her eyes, otherwise, this time, she wouldn't be able to escape.

"Really, Grandpa, let's go, others are still waiting, and we won't see anything anyway."

The old man was speechless and condensed, my good fairy and silly fairy, it's just that you can't see it, so there are more problems inside.

For a time, between risks, crises, opportunities, and hesitation that his feet could not walk, the old man gritted his teeth sharply, made up his mind, took a few steps quickly, and said to Wang Er:

"Little brother, did you just say that the mansion opposite is also for sale?"

Wang Xiaoer glanced at him and coughed lightly: "Of course it's for sale. The price of the shop and housekeeping department is one thousand taels."

"..."

"Of course, you can also rent it."

"What about the rent?"

The old man thought about the ninety taels of silver in his pocket, but he asked with some anticipation.

"Not much, not much, twenty taels of silver a month is enough."

"..."

What kind of person is Wang Xiaoer, Xiaoer, a man in the shop and housekeeping department with a thief vision, naturally knows that this old man has taken a fancy to this area, and Mr. Su bought Qingfeng Xiaozhu. How can a big mansion be affordable to ordinary people~www.wuxiahere.com~ How noble are the people who lived in it before, and the shop and house affairs department is just renting and listing it for sale.

However, in line with the duty of not letting go of a single copper coin, he still took out his trump card.

"Well, there, next to Qingfeng Xiaozhu on the left side, there is a small house facing the street, two rooms, and there is a small cubicle for cooking. If you buy it, the price is only five taels of silver. If you rent it, it will be cheaper. Now, one hundred cents a month."

When the old man heard the words, his eyes suddenly lit up, and his turbid old eyes also radiated light. Then he lived here, and he was hidden in the city. Wouldn't it be fun to be in peace, but he didn't know if the neighbor of Qingfeng Xiaozhu was easy to talk to. It's good to go and sit occasionally.

"So, let the old man rent it here. It's a shabby house, and it lives in the spirit."

Wang Er heard the words, but he slandered, he was obviously very poor, and he lived next to each other, did he think he was too close to others? To be able to live next to Mr. Su, I'm afraid it's not the blessing that an old man like you, a beggar, has cultivated over many lifetimes.

The next moment, Wang Er was also slightly taken aback, why did he have such an idea? He rented it from him, paid his own middleman fee, and did so much.

Perhaps it's because Mr. Su's impression is too extraordinary, and he handled the business himself, so he can't hear the slightest bit of disgust from others, and he doesn't know where he is from the great master, or a scholar.

Naturally, Yunsu didn't know that she had an extra family of neighbors inexplicably, and on weekdays she didn't even know how many families lived in the Broken End Alley where Qingfeng Xiaozhu was located, so she didn't care at all.

At this moment, he was standing on a low mountain. He stretched out his hand, and there were two more things in front of him.

Two stone beds, on which lie two slumbering mountain spirits, smashing their mouths, their dreams are full of chickens, ducks and fish.

"Wake up, get up and work."