Without money, it is impossible to do anything!

After entering Donglin City, Lin Xun deeply realized the meaning of this sentence.

Clothing, food, housing, and transportation all require money, and as a cultivator, the expenses are far more than ordinary people imagine.

It’s like eating. Ordinary people only need to have something to eat, but cultivators are different. In order to maintain the purity of their bodies, they must use spirit grains, spirit vegetables, and flesh and blood of beasts as ingredients, and the price of spirit grains and spirit vegetables can be terrifyingly expensive. .

Even some cultivators with strong family backgrounds, in order to sharpen and refine their cultivation all the time, exclusively use spiritual medicines and elixir to supplement their body needs. Such treasures are not worth ordinary cultivators at all. of.

In addition, the clothes that cultivators wear, the mounts they ride, the combat equipment they use, and the cultivation techniques they need all require a lot of money.

Why is there a saying in this world that "the poor are rich in martial arts"?

That is to say, only wealthy children from rich families can focus on martial arts without worrying about money.

And poor people, even if they have the aptitude for cultivation, are not good women without rice, and because of the lack of various cultivation resources, they are not destined to go far in the future.

Why does the "Government Exam" held by the Empire every year attract many cultivators to participate in it? Even many cultivators from poor backgrounds regarded participating in the "prefectural examination" as an opportunity to leap into the dragon gate?

It is because as long as they pass the government examination, these cultivators from poor backgrounds can gain the favor of many chambers of commerce, clans, aristocratic families and other forces, and they will be accepted under their command and provided with the support of their cultivation resources.

Everything is for cultivation, but cultivation is absolutely impossible without financial support.

These seven days after entering Donglin City,

Lin Xun often goes out, not for anything else, but to get acquainted with and integrate into the imperial city as soon as possible.

It was these seven days of experience that made Lin Xun deeply realize the importance of money.

Donglin City is different from the Qingyang Tribe. When it comes to prosperity, the Qingyang Tribe cannot compare with it. The city has unimaginable cultivation resources, but equally, it is extremely difficult to obtain these cultivation resources.

Especially for Lin Xun, this is the first time in his life that he has stepped into the city. It is even more difficult for him to settle in this densely populated place, where the strong are like forests and the forces are intricate.

make money!

This is a priority!

This is Lin Xun's current thinking. Only by earning enough money can he and Xia Zhi relocate to a new living environment, obtain more cultivation resources, and survive better in the Zi Yao Empire.

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In front of the desk, Lin Xun suddenly sighed softly.

Xia Zhi looked up and asked, "What's wrong?"

Lin Xun closed the book in his hand and shook his head: "It's nothing."

The book is called "Emperor Mountains and Rivers". He just bought it tonight from Liji's bookstore. This is a book about the mountains, rivers, and geography of the Ziyao Empire.

Originally, Lin Xun planned to find out where the mine prison where he originally lived was located, but in the end he could only find out the location of the "Three Thousand Mountains", and further south was the mortal enemy of the Zi Yao Empire-Darkness The "turbulent wasteland" occupied by the royal court.

Lin Xunwu remembered that he was pushed into an unfathomable mine tunnel as deep as abyss by Mr. Lu, and then lost consciousness. When he regained consciousness, he appeared in the Three Thousand Mountains.

This made him wonder that the mine prison where he lived at the time was most likely located somewhere in Sanqianda Mountain.

It's a pity that these three thousand mountains are really too big, the mountains are vast and boundless, and there is no specific description in the "Emperor Mountains and Rivers".

However, this book is not bad, let Lin Xun finally understand that the continent under his feet is called "Cangtu Continent", which can be said to be vast and endless.

The Zi Yao Empire was only one of the several kingdoms known on the "Cangtu Continent".

"Are you still thinking about moving?" Xia Zhi suddenly asked with a frown.

"Um."

Lin Xun sighed casually, and opened another book called "Basic Manual of Cultivation". As the name suggests, it describes the knowledge of cultivation. Although the content is simple, it is very rigorous.

The book is divided into five parts according to the five realms of "Zhenwu", "Ling Gang", "Linghai", "Dongtian" and "Yan Lun".

For example, the ninth-level realm of true martial arts, from the "Qi-entraining" on the first floor to the "spiritual transformation" on the last floor, are all explained.

However, these are theoretical knowledge, not real cultivation experience. They can only allow readers to understand what this realm looks like, what changes can be achieved when reaching this realm, and what are the specific promotion marks.

Although the content is very simple, Lin Xun read it with relish. He knows how to practice, but the only thing he lacks is the mastery of the theory of practice.

"No need to move, I like it here." Xia Zhi also picked up a book called "The Official History of the Empire" and flipped through it.

Lin Xun raised his head, looked at Xia Zhi in surprise, and said, "Do you like it here?"

Xia Zhi didn't lift his head and said, "You can fight at any time here. It's rare. If you move out, you won't have anyone to fight. It's too boring."

Speaking of which, she also raised her head, looked at Lin Xun seriously, and said, "Do you know what my biggest feelings were during those days in Feiyun Village?"

Lin Xun smiled bitterly, roughly guessing what the Xia Solstice was going to say.

Sure enough, Xia Zhi said at the next moment: "It's boring, I have analyzed my strength and determined the fact that if I don't fight, my strength will gradually weaken."

Lin Xun was slightly startled, and stared: "That is to say, only by constantly fighting can you keep your strength from weakening?"

Xiazhi nodded: "Not only that, only fighting can make me stronger. I don't need to practice, I don't need to practice, all I need is to fight."

Lin Xun was stunned, he suddenly realized a problem, he always subconsciously regarded Xia Zhi as a five- or six-year-old girl, and always tried his best to protect her. Although he already knew that Xia Zhi was different from other children, he was I never seriously thought about what the summer solstice really needs!

At a young age, she could easily kill "Wu Henshui" with the eighth realm of true martial arts, and she could live in the mountains and forests surrounded by beasts, and even her combat power was far inferior to hers.

So what exactly does she need?

Lin Xun never thought about it before, only knew that Xia Zhi likes to eat, like to sleep, and to live a simple and carefree life, but after listening to Xia Zhi's words at this time, Lin Xun fully understands that Xia Zhi has her own path of cultivation and her own way of cultivation. Ideas, but also the life she herself demands!

Lin Xun pondered for a long time and said, "I understand." Then he scratched his head and said, "It's just that fighting means fighting, do you know what that means?"

Xiazhi nodded: "I only kill enemies."

Lin Xun smiled bitterly: "But we don't have many enemies."

Xia Zhi asked, "Really?"

Lin Xun thought for a while, and was silent for a while, did he really have no enemies?

Of course there is!

The enemy who dug out his own spiritual veins, the one who destroyed the mine prison and made Mr. Lu's life and death unknown, can be regarded as an enemy.

It's just that for the current Lin Xun, it seems too far away to solve these hatreds.

"Your enemy seems to be a brute force warrior." Lin Xun suddenly remembered that when she first saw the Xia Solstice, she was being chased and killed by a brute force warrior of the spirit sea realm.

"I remember him, and I will kill him myself when I become stronger in the future." Xia Zhi's expression was calm and his voice was calm, as if for her, this matter had already been destined to be done.

"Battle... Fight..." Lin Xun hesitated for a while, what Xia Zhi needed was fighting, but at present he couldn't help Xia Zhi at all.

"You don't have to worry, I like fighting, but it doesn't mean that without fighting, I can't survive." Xia Zhi said seriously.

Lin Xun breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile, "That's good."

Xia Zhi ignored him, but raised the "Empire Official History" in his hand, pointed to a paragraph of text on the last page above, and said: "I fight to be stronger, and this person is born to fight, this is me difference from him."

Lin Xun was curious, took it over and looked at it, only to see that paragraph: "I was born with luck in the world, I live for the battle, and the honor of this life should be poured with the blood of the enemy!

If you die, you should use the battlefield as a mound, the enemy's bones as a coffin, rest your head on a mountain of corpses, and lie down in a sea of ​​blood, contrasting with the sky and sleeping with the earth. In this way, there is no regret! "

——The Jagged King of the Zi Yao Empire would not return.

After just a few words, Lin Xun's whole body was full of blood, and a fighting spirit rose in his chest. He couldn't help but praise: "This iron-blooded king is so powerful that he can compete with the sun and the moon, and compete with the ancients!"

Speaking of which, he looked at Xia Zhi who was sitting quietly on one side, and said thoughtfully, "You are indeed different."

A slight smile appeared on the corner of Xiazhi's lips, and the beauty of that moment made this house seem to have a dazzling taste.

Fortunately, the smile disappeared in a flash.

But even so, Lin Xun couldn't help reminding: "Xiazhi, don't show your face outside in the future."

He is only five or six years old, but this kind of beauty is already too much. If people see it, it must cause many unexpected disasters.

Xia Zhi raised his small face and hummed seriously.

Lin Xun smiled and said no more. He turned and sat in front of the desk. He took out a seal pen, a swallow-wing knife, and a plate of finished spiritual ink.

The seal brush is polished from the leg bone of the "Iron-beaked Mountain Pheasant". It is slender and straight, with a touch of dark purple throughout. It was named "Purple Pheasant".

The swallow-wing knife was bought tonight by Lin Xun from a weapon shop in the city. The whole body was forged from the spiritual material "Yunxia Fine Steel". Because there is no seal carving, it can only be regarded as a common tool.

That plate of spirit ink is "Red Fire Spirit Ink", which is one of the most widely circulated spirit inks on the market. It can engrave more than ten basic spirit patterns with fire attributes.

What Lin Xun has to do now is to engrave a "Burning Flame Spirit Pattern" on the swallow-wing knife to transform it from a mortal tool into a spiritual tool!

And doing this is one of the most effective ways to make money that Lin Xun has thought of at the moment!

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