Living in the world of cultivation

The next day, Xu Wen got up early.

In fact, he didn't sleep much all night, he was tossing and turning in excitement.

When Su Fan got up, Xu Wendu had prepared breakfast.

Lao Xu seemed excited, but Su Fan didn't take it seriously at all.

"I'll go to the market later to set up a stall. You can stay at my house for two days until things calm down."

Lao Xu immediately became anxious.

"Brother, what are you afraid of? The people in the Qingxuan Sect Law Enforcement Team will give you face. You are not allowed to walk sideways in Shaoyangfang from now on."

Su Fan waved his hand and said: "Brother, you join your gang, I don't want to get involved in your bad things."

After hearing what he said, Lao Xu was a little confused.

"Brother, in the entire Shaoyangfang City, let alone us casual cultivators, even the outer disciples of Qingxuan Sect can't compare to the inner disciples of the Law Enforcement Team."

Su Fan was amused by Lao Xu. This was what this guy was doing.

"Brother, do you want me to hook up with the law enforcement team?"

Seeing Lao Xu nodding his head, Su Fan waved his hand.

"I can't use my hot face to touch someone's cold ass."

After Su Fan finished speaking, he turned around and left. Lao Xu sighed sadly, why didn't Su Fan seize such a good opportunity?

Su Fan knew what Lao Xu meant.

If it were Lao Xu who could handle this matter, he would really be able to figure it out, but Su Fan didn't have that intention.

He just wanted to stay at home comfortably and not get involved in other people's affairs.

When he came to Fangshi again, Su Fan set up a stall and sold goods as before.

Last night was like nothing happened.

In the afternoon, a man wearing Qingxuanzong clothing came to his stall.

The opponent's cultivation level was very high, so Su Fan did not dare to use the "Thunder Technique".

But just by looking at the opponent's aura, he knew that he was at least at the ninth level of Qi training and should be the person in charge of the law enforcement team.

"I am Meng Fan of Qingxuan Sect. If you need anything in the future, you can go to me directly."

After hearing what the other party said, Su Fan quickly cupped his hand.

"Thank you very much..."

The other party took a deep look at Su Fan and handed Ye Tianhe's Flying Sword Talisman to Su Fan.

"This is Brother Tianhe's letter talisman, please keep it..."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Su Fan again, then turned and left.

Su Fan put the letter talisman into his storage bag and shook his head with a wry smile.

This group of sect disciples all have their eyes set high above their heads. Without Lao Ye's explanation, they would not pay any attention to him.

At this time, Su Fan suddenly felt that the surroundings were very quiet.

He looked left and right and was startled.

The stall market was like a time stopper. Almost everyone looked at him in stunned silence as if they were under a restraining spell.

Su Fan slapped his forehead and said he was hasty.

From now on, he will probably never stop in Shaoyangfang City.

Su Fan also didn't expect that Meng Fan of Qingxuan Sect would be so upright that he would come directly to the Xantan Market to see him.

In fact, he didn't feel anything bad just now, and he didn't react until now.

The head of Qingxuanzong's law enforcement team came to the stall to see him in person. How do you want these casual cultivators to view this matter?

We can no longer set up this stall, so we should go home and wait for a few days before deciding.

Su Fan quickly packed up the stall, picked up the broken package, and left Fangshi in embarrassment under the watch of all the casual cultivators.

It wasn't until he entered the yard that he breathed a sigh of relief.

Su Fan thought about it, he would definitely not go to Fangshi again during this period, and he would wait until people forgot about it.

He thought well, but someone came to the door in the afternoon.

The first person to come to the door was Taihetang, who was in charge of the street stall market.

The person who came was a polite middle-aged casual cultivator. He said that he had been offended before and asked Su Fan not to blame him.

He threw down a storage bag, said he was returning the stall fee he had collected before, and then left.

Su Fan opened the storage bag and placed five hundred spirit stones inside.

What the hell...

With so many spiritual stones, how many years would he have to display them?

Damn it, if you give it away, just keep it, it’s all ill-gotten gains anyway.

Xu Wen was dumbfounded. The leader of Taihe Hall was held by a few outer disciples of Qingxuan Sect.

Immediately afterwards, the leader of the Wuyun Gang who set up an ambush last night came.

A monk who was in the late stage of Qi training entered the courtyard and knelt down to Su Fan.

This big man burst into tears. He repeatedly said that it was the people below who made their own decisions, and that he was even more unjust than Meng Jiangnu.

Then a large group of people began to move things into the yard.

After Taihetang left, people from other gangs also came, including people from Gale Hall where Lao Xu was.

Even several shops in Fangshi came to join in the fun.

Su Fan was stunned. When had he ever experienced such a scene?

Fortunately, there is Lao Xu, who can be regarded as a scene person.

Su Fan closed the door and saw no one.

All these matters of welcoming and sending were left to Xu Wen.

I kept tossing it until night before I finally stopped.

Old Xu walked into the room with a glowing face, picked up the teacup, drank a sip of water, and then picked up a list.

"Brother, I just did the math..."

Su Fan was annoyed and interrupted him with a wave of his hand.

"Okay, I don't want to hear it now..."

Lao Xu chuckled and said, "Okay, I'll tell you tomorrow."

After he finished speaking, he hesitated for a moment and said: "The head of our Gale Wind Hall asked me to tell you that from now on, I will take out 30% of it every month and send it to you."

Su Fan was stunned and quickly asked: "Why..."

Old Xu laughed and said, "You are now the elder worshiper of our Jifeng Hall. You don't have to do anything every day. Just sit and collect spirit stones."

Su Fan was immediately angry. This group of people just wanted to show off under their own name.

"I won't do it..."

Old Xu smiled bitterly, then patted his chest to guarantee.

"Brother, you can rest assured that I am here. Our Jifeng Hall will not use your name to cause trouble. In fact, we just don't want to be bullied."

Su Fan listened to Old Xu's words, thought about it and nodded.

"Okay, worship it, anyway, I don't care if something happens."

Old Xu saw that Su Fan agreed, and hurriedly bowed.

"If Jifeng Hall causes trouble everywhere, I will be the first to withdraw."

Su Fan smiled bitterly. It's okay to join a hall, so that other gangs won't harass him again.

At least Jifeng Hall has Old Xu watching, and he can know immediately if something happens.

In the following days, Su Fan closed the door and refused to see visitors.

He stayed at home every day to practice and draw talismans, and had a drink with Lao Xu at night. His life was very leisurely.

A few days ago, he was still worried about the spirit stones. Who would have thought that he didn't need to set up a stall, and now someone would deliver the spirit stones to his door every month.

The spirit stones sent by those gangs alone, all added up, must be seven or eight thousand.

And every month, there is an income from the Swift Wind Hall, according to Lao Xu, it must be two or three hundred.

This is still now. With Su Fan as a worshiper in the future, the income of the Swift Wind Hall will increase several times.

Anyway, there is no need to worry about the spirit stones in the next one or two years.

At first, Su Fan was a little nervous, but after a few days, he thought it through.

In the end, he still borrowed Lao Ye's light.

Anyway, he owed him so many favors, too many lice don't bite, and too many debts don't worry.