Mortal Cultivator

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"This is it."

There was a fog in front of Wang Lu, and the white fog was so vast that he could not see the edge at a glance. Looking at the fog, Wang Lu breathed a sigh of relief. He finally arrived, just as recorded in the diary.

Stepping into the fog, he began to use his spiritual sense to explore the way, because only in this way could he enter. If he were a mortal or a beast, he would be trapped inside.

After walking for dozens of meters, the scene in front of him suddenly became bright.

There were pedestrians walking on a wide street, and there were pavilions and towers on both sides of the street.

"Hey, where did the little kid come from?"

A person who seemed to be a guard looked at Wang Lu curiously.

Wang Lu walked over and clasped his fists.

"Junior greets you, senior. May I ask how I can get in here?"

Hearing Wang Lu's soft voice, the gatekeeper monk smiled and said: "No problem, pay a spirit stone and you can get a permanent identity card."

Wang Lu was not surprised at all, and then said shyly: "Senior, I don't have a spirit stone, can I use a spirit beard fruit instead?"

"Spirit beard fruit? Sure, just give me nine."

The gatekeeper monk was stunned, looked at Wang Lu, who was wearing tattered clothes, and laughed.

Wang Lu took out nine berries from the storage bag he had taken out of his arms, and handed them to the gatekeeper monk.

The monk took the berries, and was stunned by the way Wang Lu took out the berries, and his spiritual sense swept over Wang Lu.

"Hmm? Storage bag!"

The monk was stunned, and handed the ID card to Wang Lu in surprise, and then kindly reminded: "Little kid, if you need to use the storage bag inside, don't come out alone, let your parents come, otherwise you will die outside."

Wang Lu heard this, and his heart moved slightly, and then he bent down and clasped his fists.

"Thank you for your reminder, senior, may I know your name?"

"Hehehe...Shui Family, Shuize."

[Shui Family], Wang Lu knew that the Shui Family was the owner of the market here, and it was also the largest family in the vicinity, with a Jindan cultivator in the family.

After thanking him, Wang Lu said goodbye and walked inside. Of course, he understood the principle of not showing wealth to others, but he had to use his storage bag, after all, he had to use the space to resell spiritual medicine.

He couldn't just walk on the street with a bunch of spiritual medicine, right? This would be more dangerous.

If he was not careful, he would expose the space and cause a fatal disaster.

Fortunately, he knew from the diary that fighting was strictly prohibited in the market. If it happened, he would be rewarded with 100 spirit stones and both parties would be fined 200 spirit stones. He also planned to live in the market for a long time and would not leave for ten or eight years.

The street was crowded with people and rows of shops. Wang Lu looked at them one by one. There were Hundred Herb Pavilion, Hundred Medicine Pavilion, Hundred Pill Pavilion, Hundred Instruments Pavilion, Hundred Treasure Pavilion, Ten Thousand Treasure Pavilion... The shops were really varied and luxurious.

Wang Lu did not enter these shops first, but walked into the street. This Qingling market was like a long valley, very deep. He walked in. The diary recorded that the innermost part was where the casual cultivators set up stalls.

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"Don't miss it if you pass by..."

"Selling cheap, selling cheap..."

As soon as he approached, a series of hawking voices rang out. Wang Lu walked past them one by one, strolling leisurely, and asked about the prices after a round.

Lingxu fruit, 9 Lingshi for one, Juqi grass, 20 Lingshi for one.

He also found out the formula and price of Peiqi pill.

A bottle of Peiqi pill requires 9 Lingxu fruit, one Juqi grass, and 7 other ordinary auxiliary medicines. Two hundred portions of ordinary auxiliary medicines are worth one Lingshi, and one recipe is about 21 Lingshi.

But a bottle of the lowest quality Peiqi pill is worth hundreds of Lingshi, and a bottle of pills has 10 pills. It is ridiculously expensive to calculate one pill. Low-level casual cultivators can't afford pills at all.

Wang Lu walked out of the casual cultivator market and walked to the periphery. He came to a shop with gorgeous decorations.

[Wanbao Pavilion]

Wang Lu looked at the decorations and plaques of Wanbao Pavilion. On the whole street, only this shop dared to call it Wan, so Wang Lu walked into this shop. It was even more luxurious inside, with various transparent light curtains everywhere. There were many people selecting items on the first floor alone, and there were also many servants serving.

An old man with white beard sat on a cushion in the middle of the shop, looking like a shopkeeper. Wang Lu walked over.

"Senior, I have Lingxu fruit to sell, but I don't know the price."

Hearing this, the old man with white beard raised his eyelids and glanced at it. He was a little surprised. No one in the shop would come to him. Seeing that it was a child, he understood and said: "One Lingshi, 10 Lingxu fruit."

"Senior, can I have 9 Lingxu fruit?" Wang Lu looked pitiful.

The old man with white beard glanced at him, and seeing that Wang Lu was in tattered clothes, he didn't care about it, and didn't care about these three melons and two dates. He closed his eyes and gave an expressionless answer.

"Okay."

Wang Lu was happy to hear this, and waved his hand to take out 90 Lingxu fruit.

"Drip drip..." The Lingxu fruit fell to the ground.

"Senior, these are ninety Lingxu fruits."

The old man heard the noise, and his consciousness spread like a waterfall, sweeping over Wang Lu's body. Seeing that he had a storage bag on him and a pile of fruits on the ground, he was immediately a little angry.

"Good boy, you are so rich, but you still pretend to be so poor."

The old man waved his sleeves, and the fruits on the ground were swept away by him, and 10 Lingshi appeared on the ground.

After doing it, the old man closed his eyes again.

"Hehe~, thank you, senior, I wish you a long life."

Wang Lu bowed and thanked him repeatedly, quickly collected the Lingshi on the ground, and thanked him a few more times before saying goodbye and leaving.

After leaving the store, a voice came to his mind.

"Little boy, if there is no adult around, don't leave the market."

Wang Lu was startled, then he realized something. Was it a voice transmission? He felt grateful and emotional. In the world of cultivation where killings were everywhere, he met two good people today. It seems that there are fewer bad people in orderly places, but he will not relax his vigilance.

After leaving Wanbao Pavilion, Wang Lu came to a place for renting and selling caves. It was a simple attic with a plaque saying "Lingya Pavilion Cave". Behind the attic was a cliff with caves opened up one after another.

"Hey, little kid, where did you come from? Do you want to rent a cave?"

A young and beautiful female cultivator came out with a smile. Seeing Wang Lu's dirty appearance, her face was full of smiles, but she was also a little confused.

The children in the market are basically people with backgrounds. She has never seen a child dressed like Wang Lu, a casual cultivator.

"My dear fairy, I want to rent a cave house. What is the cheapest price?"

"If you really want to rent one, I'll tell you about it..." The female cultivator covered her mouth and chuckled. Then she waved her hand and two jade slips appeared on the wooden table.

"This is a cave house for casual cultivators. It costs one spirit stone per month. If you rent it for a year, it only costs 8 spirit stones. There are also nine spirit beard fruit trees in the cave house. If they are ripe during the rental period, you can pick them at will. In this way, it only costs 7 spirit stones a year, which is quite cost-effective."

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