After cultivating immortality, she devoted herself to becoming an ancestor

Chapter 9 Cherish Your Life

When the man saw Shen Suiren, he immediately met her halfway and sent a message through his spiritual consciousness: "Little Taoist friend, do you still have the Fireball Talisman today?

I'll buy them all, no matter how many there are." He had only bought three or five when he passed by her stall yesterday, but he had never imagined that this time the mid-grade fire talisman would be so powerful, allowing him, a sixth-level Qi Refining cultivator, to successfully hunt a third-level monster equivalent to a ninth-level one.

Shen Suiren expressed his doubt: "You want all fifty?"

"Uh, those ten?"

"can."

A single deal was successfully completed before she opened the market. In the following two days, the remaining talismans were almost all from repeat customers shortly after the stall was set up, which attracted more people to buy.

When she was closing her stall that day, someone came over after hearing the news, which attracted the constant glances of some nearby cultivators, and each of them had a much higher level of cultivation than her.

Shen Suiren made an excuse to the person he had scheduled: "My grandfather is going into seclusion, and the mid-grade talisman can only be drawn after he comes out.

If you don't mind using a low-grade talisman, I can draw it for you."

Of course, several cultivators were unwilling to do so: "Little Daoist friend, you are joking. We only want a mid-grade talisman.

Why don't we all leave each other a message mark so that we can come and get it after your grandfather comes out of confinement?"

"I have to go back and ask him, and then I'll give you guys an answer tomorrow." Shen Suiren bowed and fled.

Even though she reduced the sales of talismans every day, she was still spied on by some monks. It was not safe to earn more spirit stones without a backer.

As a result, she spent all the money she earned every day. In the trading area, she found a defensive spiritual weapon worth 300 spirit stones, a flying boat, and several talisman paper arrays. She spent the hundreds of spirit stones she earned, and only enough to pay the rent.

Even so, even though I had a little more wealth, someone still followed me to the inn, but they didn't take any action, so I couldn't fight back even if I wanted to.

When Shen Suiren was thinking this, he suddenly turned 180 degrees and walked towards the pursuer in the blink of an eye.

The other person was caught red-handed, but he still stopped her with an embarrassed look on his face: "Little Taoist friend, it's me. Do you have any more pills?"

"No more." It was the male cultivator who bought her Qi Gathering Pills on the first day. It seemed that he had advanced one level to the sixth level of Qi Refining. Shen Suiren gave away a few of them just to make the opening a good start. She also wanted to use the remaining Qi Gathering Pills herself.

But the other party didn't want to give up. The mid-grade pill was so useful that it allowed him to advance one level in just two days. "Little Daoist friend, my name is Huo Junshan. I can exchange a rare sword technique with you for a bottle of pill."

“Fellow Daoist Huo, I’m only at the third level of Qi Refining, and I’m not an Alchemy practitioner.

I also need to upgrade my elixir. If I wasn't afraid that I couldn't sell the talisman and had no spirit stones to rent, I would not have been willing to sell the elixir.

As a result, I now have to use spirit stones to go to Duobao Pavilion to buy pills.

Instead of looking for me, you might as well earn more spirit stones." Shen Suiren spread his hands, walked past him and turned towards the street, deciding to go to Duobao Pavilion to sell talismans and buy spirit-replenishing pills.

This will prevent you from running into a real robber next time and not having enough spiritual power to fight him.

Even if Duobao Pavilion has recently reduced the price of talismans to 50% of the selling price, I still have to go.

"Little Taoist friend, where is the secret residence? I know one..." But before Huo Junshan could finish his words, Shen Suiren had already used his body skills to quickly reach the street.

He stood at the entrance of the alley, clenching his fists, secretly annoyed that the little girl didn't know the value of the goods.

Shen Sui Nian is no longer the same person she used to be. She has no intention of entering any secret ruins before she builds her foundation. The reason is that she only values her life.

She has no shortage of skills, but it is best to use less elixirs and earn more spirit stones to rent a cave with abundant spiritual energy for cultivation, which is more cost-effective.

However, she didn't expect that as she approached the door of Duobao Pavilion, she saw the Fuguang City Manager coming down from upstairs.

Shen Suiren immediately walked through the gate and then heard someone calling her from upstairs: "Suichu."

"Juexing, keep your voice down." She and many people on the street looked up and saw the little monk's bald head sticking out of the windowsill, waving at them, so they quickly sent a message through their telepathy.

"Then wait for me." Juexing also switched to telepathy to send her a message. Shen Suiren noticed that the steward, who happened to be leaving, was looking in his direction, so he quickly walked up the steps of the teahouse to avoid him.

Later, she was suddenly stunned. She thought that although she had left Fuguang City, the steward had no right to arrest her. He would also have to collect a penalty for breach of contract for the City Lord's Mansion because the Shen couple did not abide by the lease.

This startled one of the young monks who had just left the teahouse, and he pushed her away with his sword. "A good dog doesn't block the road. Get out of the way."

Although the sword was not unsheathed, it carried sharp spiritual power. Shen Suiren was already a little distracted, and he would not waste the spiritual power of the third level of Qi Refining to support the shield while walking on the street, let alone next to the door of the teahouse.

Although she dodged quickly, the sharp force still tore half of her sleeve from the ordinary fabric.

If I had been a few minutes slower, my arm would have been half crippled.

She was annoyed and looked directly at the disciple of the Xuanjian Sect who was at the fifth level of Qi Refining. She weighed her ability to deal with him and said immediately, "A good donkey doesn't bray. Apologize."

"Looking for death!" Upon hearing this, the young monk with the sword drew out his sword and pointed it at her who took out the defensive wooden shield.

But before the sword tip could reach him, Yun Chuan, who was behind him, quickly dodged and pushed him forward with two fingers, "Fellow Daoist Nie, the passerby has done nothing wrong. How can you hurt him with your hands and words like this?

Even if you can't afford to lose, you don't have to take it out on passersby."

"You! Don't meddle in other people's business." The sword-slapping monk named Nie gritted his teeth instantly. He had just lost his things to Yunchuan.

They were all wearing the clothes of their sects, which attracted many cultivators on the street to stop and watch the confrontation between the disciples of the two major sects.

Yunchuan's junior sister Shen Baiyu naturally turned to her senior brother and asked the other members of the Xuanjian Sect directly, "Fellow Daoists, do you want to hear people talk about the domineering Xuanjian Sect disciples?"

Before he finished speaking, the discussion inside and outside the teahouse became louder:
"So he's a disciple of the Xuanjian Sect."

"To wield a sword and bully others."

"Where's the law enforcement team?"

"We are just small casual cultivators, we can't afford to offend them!"

"Fellow Daoist, what exactly is going on?"

Even the teahouse's foundation-building accountant appeared at the door at the owner's order, "If there's anything, we can talk inside."

If the door is blocked, they will not be able to do business.

Shen Suiren intentionally walked behind the foundation-building cultivator. She didn't like being involved with the disciples of Taiyi Sect.

However, the young monk Juexing came over at this moment, and when he saw her sleeve was torn, he pulled her over and confronted everyone from the Xuanjian Sect: "Fellow Daoist Nie Chengzhang, why did you hurt my friend?"

"It's just a misunderstanding, fellow Taoists, please come into the private room and have a chat." Seeing that more and more people were coming to watch the fun, and the law enforcement team coming, Senior Brother Fei from Xuanjian Sect immediately tried to smooth things over.

He waved and patted his junior brother Nie Chengzhang on the shoulder, suppressed the unsheathed magic sword, and then signaled to his junior brothers and sisters.

So the people from Xuanjian Sect took Nie Chengzhang back to the teahouse.

The disciple of Cangyuan Sect who had been watching from above invited Yunchuan and others to go back into the teahouse.

Jue Xing was very dissatisfied. He was about to turn around and say something to the motionless law enforcement team, but he heard Shen Suiren's voice: "Don't provoke them. It will easily make them become a tyrant."

The four major sects have a relationship of both competition and cooperation, while the relationship between Taoism and Buddhism in the Taiyuan Realm is delicate, and she doesn't want to be an accelerant.

Moreover, the person she met today was not a Qi-refining disciple, so for the sake of her life she would not resist.

When the two were invited in by the returning Senior Brother Fei, the Lingtian manager of Fuguang City kept staring at Shen Suiren's back as he disappeared into the teahouse, looking thoughtful.

(End of this chapter)