"I have to buy some clothes to wash and change. Although the foundation-building body is clean and there is little sweat and dirt, I have not been able to practice magic power and cannot use magic to remove dirt and dust. I cannot protect my clothes from being dirty. Moreover, my outfit is too eye-catching, and my clothes are not suitable for rushing on the road. This body is young...it will inevitably cause trouble."
"I'd better prepare a few green sermon robes and clothes for ordinary people!"
"And I don't know what the situation will be in the reincarnation mission in three days. I have to prepare a few dresses to dress up..." Thinking of this, Qian Chen joked: "This body has red lips and white teeth. If you want to disguise it, it is best to dress up as a maid. With the magic of makeup in the previous life, you will definitely have the ability to disguise in the martial arts novels in the previous life."
"You also need to prepare a cushion and practice diligently every day. There is no bed in the wilderness. I am afraid that my butt will hurt after meditation for a long time."
"There are also bowls, chopsticks, pots, fire knives, and bedding. Anyway, the Qiankun bag is still large, so you can hold more things. Although you can use the magic weapons in the bag to cast some magic weapons, the magic weapons are very eye-catching. Many times it is not convenient. It is my trump card and should be hidden deeper."
Qian Chen circled around this small county town, asked clearly where the local market was located, and went straight to the east city.
His dress was indeed eye-catching, and it attracted attention along the way, which made Qian Chentan frown, so he first found a cloth shop. Today, the Great Jin Dynasty is a standard ancient dynasty, where men farm and women weave, work from sunrise and rest from sunset. Even if there are some commercial activities in the city, they are not prosperous in this remote small county.
The cloth shop sells all fabrics, but there is no saying that it is ready-to-wear.
Fortunately, there are tailors in the cloth shop, which facilitates customers to tailor their clothes and customize clothes. After all, it is okay to sew some coarse cloth robes at home, and a special tailor must be used for really fine clothes. The owner of the shop was also a little surprised to see Qian Chen as a boy of fourteen or fifteen years old, alone, but Qian Chen was wearing a brocade dress, like a guest who could afford the price, and also came to greet him enthusiastically.
Qian Chen asked clearly about the time for custom-made clothes here, and knew that it was as short as seven or eight days, or as long as one month. The shopkeeper saw that he was impatient and smiled kindly: "If you want it urgently, I urge you to take it out in three or five days, but you just need to add some wages."
"It's easy to talk about money..." Qian Chenhun didn't care about these things: "It's just that I can't stay in this county for two days and I can't stand it."
"You have clothes to be delivered to other customers here. Find one with a similar figure to me, and I'll buy it more." The Qiankong left him with a lot of copper coins, and even gold and silver were dozens of kilograms, so Qian Chen really didn't care about the price. The owner of the shop looked embarrassed and said, "This is all customized by other customers."
"You just do it again, what's the point of getting two days later?" Qian Chen took out a small piece of gold from his arms and put it on the table and said, "Is this money enough?"
The owner of the shop smiled all over his face, took the gold, nodded and said, "Enough is enough!"
Qian Chen was not really so impatient, but he was alone and looked like a weak boy. If he didn't pretend to be a rich young man, he would probably be troublesome to spend money with big hands.
Perhaps because of the sake of gold, or because the rich young man who Qian Chen pretended to behave like a decent person, the owner took out all the suitable clothes for the store. Qian Chen picked two scribe shirts from it and planned to dress up as a scholar who was studying abroad. Although there were flaws, it was much better than the eye-catching appearance now.
I chose two more pieces of coarse cloth short-cut. Although I was willing to choose some clothing of different identities, the store's ready-made clothes did not have that much room for choice, and even Qian Chen wanted the Taoist robes that he wanted the most. Qian Chen had to buy these first, and then set two Taoist robes with the cloth shop, and the one who added money to make a quick decision, working day and night.
He sent the shop's friend to go out to buy other utensils. The shop went to the entire market and finally got the things together. Qian Chen paid the price, but it was difficult to pack the things with Qiankun bags, so he ordered the shop to deliver the things to the remote yard where he temporarily settled.
The guy hesitated and said, "Isn't that place abandoned? It's said to be haunted..."
Qian Chen said indifferently: "I'm here to stay there for the time being, just send the things over."
The owner of the shop also changed his face and cursed: "You just follow the sir to tell me."
Qian Chen didn't care what they had in their stomachs, and it was hard for anyone in this small county to threaten him. Even these preparations were just that Qian Chen was always cautious.
I switched to a rice and grain store again, and this time it was not satisfactory.
The best rice in the store is just local essence rice and glutinous rice. Not to mention that there is no spiritual energy, even the essence of water and grain is not much. After eating, you have to work hard to remove turbid air and impurities.
In fact, those who practice are not so particular, but Qian Chen is at the critical moment of building the foundation, and he doesn’t want to waste his skills.
When I came back and asked the Buzhuang for some Taoist temples and wealthy families nearby, the owner of the shop replied carefully: "This county is remote and small, and there is no big family. There is a small Taoist temple at the east end, which is also a serious enthronement of the Taoist temple. However, three or five Taoist priests inside can only give some talismans and do a few rituals."
"What rice did they plant?" Qian Chen asked.
"The Taoist temple grows vegetables by itself, and the rice is bought from outside." The owner carefully checked Qian Chen's face. This world is full of supernatural powers, and practitioners often come and go. The legend of swordsman immortals is extremely popular. The wealthy families are proud of their favor. Even the imperial court has a serious Taoist official, with great authority.
The owner of the shop looked flickering and asked tentatively: "Sir, do you want to visit strange people and make friends with some practitioners?"
"Not to mention those who practice Taoism, they can even be a mountain spirit fox ghost." Qian Chen sighed in his heart. If he couldn't buy anything, he had to snatch it. The vitality of heaven and earth has declined a little compared to ancient times, but the resources in this world are still relatively rich. The Polygonatum Poria cocos, which are old enough in the mountains, is also a kind of spiritual medicine.
It's just not as gentle as the essence of water and valley, and it can be used even if it is.
"The little man really knows a place. I heard a nest of fox demons on Zuyin Mountain. Someone saw the lights in the mountains at night and foxes were drinking."
Zuyin Mountain is a small hill near this county town. It is usually rare to visit, because Zuyin Zuyin refers to the place where the ancestors were buried, which is the grave of the local wealthy households. Legend has it that Feng Shui is good, so local wealthy households have always liked to bury it here. Over time, every grave is gradually crowded, and the wealthy households turn to other Feng Shui treasures.
The wild foxes in the grave are just right.
Qian Chen raised his energy and flew away, and his footsteps were extremely fast. He arrived at the foot of this mountain in less than half an hour. The mountains and rivers were surrounded by them, and there was indeed a situation where wind and gathering energy were hidden, but the spiritual energy was more yin and was not suitable for yang houses.
Qian Chen went straight to the best place in Feng Shui. This spiritual eye was hidden secretly. Ordinary Feng Shui warriors had to spend decades to slowly sort out the earth's energy and search for dragons to point acupoints to find it. But it was very simple for Qian Chen. He looked up at the energy, followed the qi and walked around the mountains for a few steps.
This is a mountain tomb, without a tomb, with lush grass and trees on it, with many tall cypress trees.
Qian Chen found a broken monument next to a big cypress tree, looked at the inscription and smiled: "No wonder there are wild foxes entrenched here. It turns out that this Zuyin Mountain was buried by a prince in the previous dynasty thousands of years ago. There must be a large underground palace below. There is even a formation mechanism, and this group of wild foxes stole it as a cave. But it made everyone in the neighborhood know it. I am afraid that it will be very happy in a few days."
Qian Chen knocked on the broken stele and said, "Can the master here be here? Qian Chen, a scattered man, asks for a meeting."
After three shouts, a bush moved not far away. Qian Chen saw an old fox with white eyebrows drilling out of the hole. It stood up as big as a dog, with two hind legs supporting the body, which looked a bit like a human. Of course, it had a faint fragrance all over its body. If an ordinary person saw it, he would fall into an illusion and saw an old man with white hair and eyebrows.
"This fellow Taoist came to my house to visit, but what's wrong?"
The old fox was a little afraid, but he still asked with courage.
Qian Chen was keen and could easily notice that under a huge rock not far away, there was a white shadow flashing, but two white-haired foxes were hiding among the plants and trees to peek. The foxes had no resentment and blood. Although it was a bit gloomy, they were also contaminated by living in the grave for a long time. Since they were not a demon that harmed people, Qian Chen had no intention of eliminating monsters.
Even if the ancestral tomb is stolen? If the descendants of this tomb come, they will definitely kill the foxes and drive them away at the least.
But this has nothing to do with Qian Chen. Moreover, after a thousand years, many romantic and mists have scattered. The princes and princes of the previous dynasty were probably scattered by the people after that, so they have long forgotten that this happened.
"I first arrived at the precious land, and I was in a hurry to go, and I didn't carry much water. The turbid air in the world was heavy. I was worried that the Taoist body would be dirty, so I wanted to change some spiritual valleys to all immortals."
The old fox was relieved. He turned his head and ordered. Soon a big fox came out of the hole with a basket. There were some spiritual valleys inside. Perhaps the spiritual valley was not enough, and there were also Polygonatum Poria cocos, which were all slightly lighter in the past. Qian Chen put it over slightly, and even the pine nuts of the century-old pine.
It was a mess, just like that phrase.
Lao Hu smiled and said, "What is some food and water? Since you are a fellow student, you will give this basket of spiritual grains to fellow Taoists."
The white fox under the stone in the distance was so anxious that he screamed in a low voice, obviously feeling a little distressed.
The white fox family lives in a tomb. It is so incredible that it is obviously not a wealthy family. These things can be considered as doing their best. Although the old fox wants to avoid disaster, Qian Chen also received his fox love. However, these things are not enough for him to use for a month. People's appetite is larger than foxes, and Qian Chen is at the foundation building barrier, so it is also good to nourish the body with more water and grain essence.
So Qian Chen thought for a moment and smiled and said, "I appreciate it. But since I promised to change food, it's always a bad idea to take it away for nothing. I have a spiritual pill, which is not a valuable item, but it is appropriate to use it to exchange for this basket of food." After that, he took out a "Yi Qi Pill" from the Qiankun bag in his arms and gave it to the old fox.
The white-browed old fox looked at the pill and his eyes were straightened.
It first sniffed carefully, smelled the strong fragrance of medicine, and then couldn't help but stick out its tongue and licked it. It felt like the demonic energy in its body was pivoting, eager to move, and knew it was indeed a good thing. This Qi Yi Pill is the worst spiritual elixir among the Qiankun elixir given by Miaokong. The names were all called out by Qian Chen. After identification before, it was a pill that helped to train Qi, and added many medicinal materials that make people active and energetic. For ordinary practitioners, it is the best Qi-replenishing spirit elixir.
But for a monk like Qian Chen who has the best Taoist foundation, it is too filthy.
But this is not hindering to the old fox. To be honest, this spiritual elixir is probably more pure than the demonic aura of the old fox. The demons' spiritual wisdom is equivalent to the success of human foundation building. To say that the fox family has most of their Taoism is above Qian Chen. But in fact, humans are the spirits of all things, and demons' breathing energy is far inferior to humans.
The foundation building level is just to better practice Taoism. If you are not picky about food, bypass the foundation building sensing, and directly breathe the essence of heaven and earth to cultivate qi, it is also possible to practice the essence of heaven and earth. This is true for monsters. But if you don’t distinguish between clear and turbidity, you can’t think of practicing any superior Taoism.
The old fox was excited and said to himself: "I thought it was a bad guest coming to the door, and I was willing to calm down the situation. Unexpectedly, when I met, I was a handsome man with extraordinary spirit and respect and politeness. I should be a disciple of a major Taoist sect. I heard that he asked for food and water, but I felt that I had read it wrong before. He turned out to be a casual cultivator who beat Qiufeng. I wanted to borrow food from us miscellaneous cultivators and wild monsters."
"I only suffer a little to save the bad guys."
"How could the serious Taoist Junxiu let me suffer a loss? He raised his hand and gave me a reward of the elixir. God is pitiful. I have never smelled the elixir in my life! I only know that there is a elixir, but I have never seen it."
"I wonder if this young man will take up spiritual pets and playthings, so I will give out the two little girls in my family."
Qian Chen gave a slight gaze and was about to leave. The old fox hurriedly stopped him and said, "Young Master, please stay. How can you make such miscellaneous grains worth a spiritual pill for your son? Ah Fu, please present the essence of your family."
The big fox screamed, turned around and drilled into the hole, and soon ran up with an exquisite food box.
Qian Chen took it and opened it to see a box of Linggu. The big fox went back to carry two Ganoderma lucidum. Qian Chen saw that it was like emptying his own food, so he quickly stopped it and said, "This box of Linggu is enough for me to need on the way. Thank you for your help..." He gave up two more spiritual pills before turning around and leaving in the eyes of the foxes.
The old fox was still upset there and never had the courage to offer his two young girls.
Those two young foxes were snow-white and cute. If they were a female cultivator, they would definitely be able to sell them out. Following such a Taoist disciple, being a maid would have a future, and they could still come back to support the family.
"It's a pity that this Taoist handsome man is quite serious. He doesn't look like he loves spiritual pets, and he is in a hurry. Otherwise, I would have been able to make such an admonishing request..."
Qian Chen borrowed grain and was in a hurry to go home to cook. His body had only been hungry for two days, but he had not eaten a grain of rice for millions of years. However, when Lou Guandao worshipped the ancestor, he had to worship him on the stage and offer countless rare fruits and delicious foods. As a result, Qian Chen was often taken down without taking a look.
Chapter completed!