Living in the world of cultivation

In the next few days, Su Fan did not go to Fangshi, but consolidated his cultivation at home.

It wasn't until his cultivation was completely consolidated that Su Fan came to the scattered stall market and started setting up a stall to sell goods.

He also wanted to stay at home comfortably until his death, but he couldn't.

I can't help it, I'm poor.

According to his method of cultivation, he takes one Yuan-Pei Dan every two days and uses the small spirit-gathering magic circle twice a day.

Not to mention casual cultivators, even ordinary sect disciples can't afford it.

In one year, seven or eight thousand spiritual stones alone would be harmed.

If he hadn't gone through several crises and captured some trophies, where would the spiritual stones have been for him to squander.

Without the small spirit gathering array and pills, it would take at least more than a year to break through the fifth level of Qi training.

And after breaking through to the fifth level of Qi training, he clearly felt that the effect of Peiyuan Dan had begun to be greatly reduced in the past few days.

It may be due to the advancement, or it may be that he took too many Peiyuan Dan and developed a certain resistance to it.

If you want to maintain the same cultivation speed as before, you can only exchange for Yuan Dan.

Guiyuan Dan was a piece of ten spirit stones, and he felt distressed just thinking about it.

Based on this calculation, in one year, eight thousand spiritual stones would be harmed.

But with Su Fan's qualifications for the Four Spiritual Roots, apart from smashing the spirit stones, what else can he do?

After a few days of absence, Shaoyangfang City is still prosperous.

Su Fan came to the stall market, laid out a piece of iron-clad bull hide, and placed all the goods on it.

Now, except for all kinds of talismans, which are quite sufficient, other miscellaneous things have been almost sold out.

At present, he still has more than two thousand spirit stones in his hand, which is not enough for half a year's work.

Su Fan's stall can now earn two to three hundred spirit stones every month.

This is still based on the talismans collected before, but if they are sold as they are now, there will be nothing left in a few months.

If this continues, there is no solution. We need to think of a solution.

But apart from drawing talismans, he really doesn't have much to offer for a living, so he can't become a bandit cultivator.

Because of the spirit stone, Su Fanchou's hair turned white.

At this time, Su Fan saw a familiar figure in the crowd.

Xu Wen was wandering around the market when he came to a stall where there were many talismans.

He was about to make up a few talismans, so he squatted in front of the stall and started rummaging around.

Looking at Lao Xu, Su Fan had a smile on his face.

In the past, he relied on an outer disciple of the Shaoyang Sect to prosper in Fangshi.

Now that Qingxuanzong is here, I don't know if Lao Xu can catch up with him.

Xu Wen picked for a long time before picking up two talismans.

"Fellow Taoist, how can I sell these two talismans?"

"Chenghui, eighteen spiritual stones."

"Fellow Taoist, can you make it cheaper..."

"Haha, I won't accept your spirit stone then. Let's play with it."

Hearing what Su Fan said, Xu Wen was stunned. Is this stall owner careless?

Looking at the confused Xu Wen, Su Fan laughed.

"Old Xu, why are you so polite to me?"

Xu Wen listened and pointed at Su Fan without saying anything for a long time.

I don’t know why, although this stall owner looks very strange, it makes him feel very familiar.

Lao Xu tried to ask: "Are you..."

Su Fan chuckled and said, "It's been a while since we, brothers, drank."

After hearing this sentence, Lao Xu finally guessed Su Fan's identity.

"You are Xiao Su..."

Su Fan quickly put his finger to his lips, then moved to the side and took out another maza.

"Come...sit here..."

Xu Wen smiled happily, crossed the stall and sat next to Su Fan.

"Brother, if it weren't for you last time, I would..."

Su Fan waved his hand and said, "Brother, let's stop talking about this."

Xu Wen nodded, and then looked at Su Fan's face with confusion.

"Brother, what are you..."

Su Fan smiled bitterly and sighed.

"Alas...it's hard to describe in words..."

Xu Wen knew in his heart that Su Fan must have offended someone, but he didn't ask any more questions.

"Nowadays, I and a group of brothers hang out together to make a living. If something happens in the future, you can just come to me."

Su Fan was almost overjoyed, but he didn't expect that you, Lao Xu, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, would also join the club.

"It's necessary. Who made you my eldest brother..."

Lao Xu patted Su Fan on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Haha... That's right. From now on in Shaoyangfang, my brother will protect you."

Su Fan nodded and then thought about it.

"Brother, as long as you know my business..."

Lao Xu suddenly frowned and asked in a deep voice: "Brother, what difficulties have you encountered? Tell me..."

Su Fan shook his head and told you it would be of no use.

"It's nothing, I just don't want to cause trouble."

"If you don't want to say it, my brother won't ask. Again, if something happens, you must come to me."

After Lao Xu finished speaking, he pulled Su Fan up.

"Let's go... We haven't seen each other for a while. Let's have a drink..."

Su Fan couldn't resist him, so he had to close the stall and follow Lao Xu to a restaurant in Fangshi.

The two found a seat by the window. Lao Xu was happy today and ordered a large table of spiritual dishes and two bottles of spiritual wine.

Su Fan calculated that after this meal, he would get dozens of spiritual stones.

It seems that Lao Xu is doing well. He is indeed a very capable person and will never starve to death no matter where he is.

The two hadn't seen each other for a long time, and they drank heartily.

Especially Lao Xu, he was very excited.

Last time, he hesitated again and again, and did not tell Su Fan about the invasion of the demon cultivators in the market.

He was already very guilty, but later he survived with the help of Su Fan.

So when he saw Su Fan again, he kept toasting him.

Xu Wen drank a little bit, and his tongue could not be straightened.

"Brother, no matter what happens in Shaoyangfang in the future, you must find me."

Su Fan took a sip of wine and advised: "Old Xu, let's drink slowly..."

Old Xu was immediately excited when he heard it.

"Brother, I'm not bragging to you, you ask about the Jifeng Hall in Shaoyangfang, everyone has to give us some face."

Su Fan smiled bitterly, Old Xu was drunk, he could only accompany him.

It was not until midnight that the two came out of the restaurant, and Su Fan helped Xu Wen walk to his home.

They came to an alley, and Old Xu pointed inside.

"Brother, I'm here, you go back..."

How could Su Fan let him go home alone when he was drunk like this?

"I've already sent you here, it doesn't matter if you take a few steps. I still want to get to know the place..."

"Haha...yes, you haven't been to my house yet, come to my house and sit down, we'll continue drinking..."

Su Fan shook his head, you're like this, and you're still drinking.

He helped Old Xu into the alley, and just after a few steps, Su Fan stopped.

His eyes flashed with lightning, and he frowned immediately.

Su Fan hugged Old Xu and slowly backed away.

But before he could back a few steps, he turned around suddenly, and there were already several people standing at the entrance of the alley.

At this time, the people hiding in the alley also appeared, completely blocking their way.