Building a sect from scratch

"It's OK! Have you been to Longshan Port? There is a free trade market there, and there are more people there! But the things there are expensive, and many of them are big businesses, because they have to pay stall fees and so on, so we don't like to go there... But the team leader and Huadao like to go there to purchase some raw materials, elixirs, talismans, etc., and it's quite cost-effective if you buy a lot! But for those of us who buy less, it's cheaper to come here!"

Guan Tangbao said, and walked through the "gate" of Chang'an City as usual, and walked in with a group of night cats.

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The two walked a few steps and turned into an alley.

As the population of Chang'an City increased, the land purchased by NPCs from the City Lord's Mansion was increasingly distributed around the houses that had already been built. The NPC who repaired the equipment mentioned by Guan Tangbao lived in a relatively tall but somewhat narrow single-family house.

The small house was squeezed between two spacious houses on the left and right, and it looked a little pitiful, but it had five floors, so the space was probably not small.

Guan Tang Bao was obviously very familiar with this place. As soon as he saw the house, he took a few quick steps and knocked on the door.

"Who is it?"

The voice from behind the door was a little vague, as if it was very close, and it sounded a little distorted, which was very strange.

Guan Tang Bao hurriedly shouted at the door: "Master Song! Master Song! Are you there? I am Guan Tang Bao! I came from Wuwang City!"

"Wait a minute!"

As soon as Master Song finished speaking, there was a loud thump, as if something fell from a high place, accompanied by a small cry of pain from the cold air.

However, probably because the owner of the voice was more concerned about his face, the strange cry of pain almost stopped abruptly in the moment that Guan Tang Bao and a group of night cats heard it.

After another one or two minutes, the door was opened.

The one who opened the door was a relatively young male cultivator, but his clothes were very strange. He was wearing shorts that only reached his knees and a round-necked T-shirt. If he hadn't had his hair in a bun, the night cats would have thought he was a player!

No - it even made people feel like they were back in the real world!

The night cats looked at this "Master Song" in a trance.

Guan Tang Bao seemed to have gotten used to it, and greeted the male cultivator happily: "Master Song! Long time no see! My relative wants to customize a furnace, so I recommended him to you! Look, it's him, his name is [Yituo Yemao]!"

"Oh, thank you, thank you, I just happen to be free recently! [Yituo Yemao], right? My name is Song Bozheng, nice to meet you, nice to meet you - is that right? Haha, I've been learning the language of flowers for a long time, and I think I'm pretty good at it!"

After hearing what Song Bozheng said, Yituo Yemao realized that the other party had been speaking the language of flowers all along!

Surprised, he was even a little stunned. When Song Bozheng extended his handshake gesture, he hurriedly stretched out both hands to shake hands and said helplessly: "Hello, sir! My nickname is Lao Maozi, you can just call me Lao Maozi!"

"Hahaha, you are not old!" Song Bozheng was overjoyed when he heard the nickname of Yituo Ye Mao, and said: "You Taiyin Sect disciples are all young! I guess you are only in your twenties or thirties, but I am more than two hundred years old!"

Yituo Ye Mao was so surprised that he didn't know what to say, and subconsciously exclaimed: "Good, so awesome!"

"Hahaha, come on, come in first, it's just that my room is a bit messy, let's go to the top floor to talk!"

Song Bozheng said, leading the two into the house. The room was really as he said, messy. As soon as he entered the door, he saw all kinds of wood piled on the open space at the door, and inside was a huge high-ceiling hall, which seemed to lead directly to the fifth floor of the entire small building. On the floor of this high-ceilinged hall, there were many strange things scattered around, some looked like knives and swords, and some looked like square tripods, probably all of which were customized by others. But the strangest one was a huge "lotus platform".

It was flat in shape, surrounded by a circle of pink lotus petals, with a green table in the middle, which looked like a soft silky sheen, as if it was made of cloth, or wrapped in some cloth.

'Is this a sofa? '

A bunch of night cats were secretly guessing, but Guan Tangbao simply asked out loud-

"Master Song! What is that thing that looks like a huge lotus?"

Song Bozheng followed the two people's line of sight and explained: "That? It's a spiritual tool customized by a disciple of Taiyin Sect. She called it a 'flying device' or a 'flying machine', and said that it wanted to imitate something like 'Guanyin Bodhisattva'. I just made it and haven't had time to notify her to pick it up!"

"It's so outrageous, but there is a hint of rationality in the outrageousness..."

Guan Tangbao looked complicated and couldn't help asking: " That, I also want it, how much does it cost? "

Song Bozheng recalled and said: "Her request is more complicated, she must make the tabletop into a sponge pad, and I spent a lot of money to buy the sponge from the Quanxian tribe! The cost is high! I sell it to her for more than a thousand yuan! But if you want it, I will sell it to you for eight hundred yuan, provided that you find a way to find the sponge yourself. If you don't want the sponge pad, it can be cheaper!"

"Hiss--"

Not only did the night cats suck in a breath of spiritual energy when they heard the price, but the soup dumplings who were always rich also had a toothache.

Although the ratio of Lingshi or Taiyin banknotes exchanged for soft sister coins is now high and low, which is not very stable, there are at least dozens of them. Even at the friendly price given by Song Bozheng, which is 800 yuan, it is still converted into soft sister coins. It’s tens of thousands!

Of course, if you are really rich, spending tens of thousands of yuan to buy equipment in the game is nothing. But soup dumplings are just a small amount of money, and you are not considered rich. Even if you can afford it, you still feel distressed, so you can only think about it in your heart. Secretly drooling, he reluctantly refused three times in a row: "No, no, no, it's too expensive, I can't afford it! Let's wait until I have money!"

"You are the weapon cultivator yourself. When you become more knowledgeable and knowledgeable in the future, you can just refine it yourself!"

Song Bozheng was well aware of the economic level of the soup dumplings, so he didn't expect her to buy them, so he comforted her casually. Then he jumped lightly on the ground and flew up in a fluttering manner, taking a lump of night owl beside him. They were all stunned.

"Hey, I forgot to mention it. Baozi knows it. You just need to mobilize your spiritual power to jump. I have designed a formation on this ground and can send you up directly!"

Song Bozheng's voice came from above the two of them, with some distortion. Yituoye finally understood why the voice he heard before had that tone.

The soup dumpling turned around with a smile and introduced to the night cat: "Yes! He is super fun! You should have introduced the Qi into your body, right? Just use the spiritual power outside, and imagine that it will beat yourself with the spiritual power. "

However, the night owl scratched his head in embarrassment: "What, I... actually... haven't introduced the air into my body yet..."