Chapter 10 012: The fish sold in the old panchayat street

The first night to arrive at the dream world of immortal cultivation.

Chen Dengming, the famous Nanxun Dao King in the Nanxun Kingdom, slept in the open air and curled up under a roof in the shanty town for a night.

The next morning, a beauty who never returned home yawned and returned home yawning forever, even pitying him and sent the remaining soup he had packed and brought back to his feet.

Chen Dengming suddenly woke up from a half-sleeping and half-cultivating state. He stared at the food wrapped in oil paper in front of his feet and heard a soft and tired woman's voice behind him.

"I didn't have a meal after eating this meal~~ My life is also hard."

When he turned around, he saw a beautiful figure entering the door, and the door next to him closed with a bang.

What a girl!

But he is not a beggar, he just doesn't have the money to rent a house when he is just a newcomer.

Although he felt a little depressed inside, Chen Dengming's belly made a 'gurgling' sound. He opened the oil paper bag and took a look.

Chen Dengming suddenly took a deep breath, his eyes were slightly absent, he lowered his head and carried the fishing gear, and walked towards the lake shore opposite the old man and others.

It was early morning, and the lake was misty. After a rain last night, the lake water rose and looked even more green and deep.

Chen Dengming immediately smiled and clasped his fists, "Forget it, since this place is dangerous, I will not fish anymore, so I have to change my career."

The advantage of living in the gathering places of casual cultivators is that they can ensure certain safety, at least there is no need to worry about the invasion of monsters in the wild.

Soon, several days passed in a row.

The blood centipede in the ear canal was slightly restless and murderous.

Because of this, the two often don’t meet each other, and Chen Dengming has become accustomed to it.

But now it seems that he is still too optimistic.

"He is here to catch fish, let him catch it again. Anyway, I haven't seen that beast now."

These monks all talked around. On the ground under their feet, a corpse emitting rotten and bloody smell was lying. The surface was wrapped in countless strange mucus like spider silk, and it looked extremely terrifying.

There are thousands of households in the entire casual cultivator area, among which mortals account for the majority, and there are also many innate warriors, while casual cultivators in the Qi training stage only account for 30%.

The channels for obtaining resources can be to help monks plant spiritual rice, dig spirit grains, explore with their bodies (such as catching spirit fish, seducing monsters), or like those innate women. In short, there are many ways.

A real man can bend and stretch, and the other party has many people and power. Now is not the time. If he is alone, he will release all the blood of the world and there is no need to endure it anymore.

As for other options such as practicing in the wild or selling clear spirit pills, Chen Dengming doesn't want to try it for the time being, so-called "Don't use the hidden dragon". Some survival methods must be familiar with the situation before making a decision.

When he noticed Chen Dengming's arrival, a monk there glanced over and said coldly, "Mortals, there are monsters nearby. We are doing things, you go away."

The resources here are naturally controlled by monks, and even the right to residency needs to be divided into more than a dozen factions of monks.

Although Chen Dengming experienced some setbacks and did not catch spirit fish, he also used the Luo family's waist brand as collateral to rent some tools and bait to catch spirit fish. The spirit fish did not take the bait, but also caught many other mortal fish. Not only did he solve his own food and clothing, many mortal fish can be traded and replaced with mortals in the gathering place.

After saying that, he was about to leave, but a spiritual power caps him, which made him suddenly feel a palpitation and a slight frown.

Chen Dengming paused, and looked at the corpse that was obviously emitting a faint spiritual power on the ground, and his heart sank.

As a result, he became more familiar with the situation in the gathering place, but he really became a fish seller, nicknamed "The Fish Seller on the Old Pan Street in the West".

This day.

At this moment, another old monk from Jinzifang with sparse hair and a goatee said lightly.

Chen Dengming smiled and clasped his fists, and wanted to refuse, but the old man snorted coldly, his eyes became dangerous, and his spiritual power began to intensify.

At this time, he also saw the garrison monks in the Jinzifang ahead, and there were two more than usual, with faint spiritual power on their bodies. One of them was wearing the robe of the alley street, and was obviously a more powerful figure on the other side.

The so-called grace of a drop of water should be repaid with a spring of water.

I have some confidence that I can catch one or two spirit fish in exchange for some spirit grains. At that time, I can redeem the mortgaged waist card, and then rent a house to live in, so that I can practice with peace of mind for a while.

Anyone who wants to live in the gathering place of casual cultivators must pay resources.

Chen Dengming was familiar with the road and came to a lake more than ten miles away.

"This old guy."

Chen Dengming put the fish he had caught yesterday at the door of the eaves of these beauties who often lived in the morning, and then carried the fishing gear and left the gathering place.

"Monster Beast?!"

During these days, he often slept in the open at the door of the beauty who gave him the kindness of food that he gave him, and he would give the fish he caught for free to the other party, which was considered as the cost of staying at the door.

Chen Dengming felt angry, but immediately lowered his head to prevent the old man from notice.

He kept telling himself in his heart.

In the distance, the water waves slowly pushed towards the lakeside, with a little white foam and a slight light. The surrounding lakeside was filled with lush flowers, plants and trees, and the scenery was pleasant.

Because this is an extremely realistic and cruel world of cultivation. Killing and being killed is really simple. The class of immortals and mortals is more obvious and terrifying than all the classes in the world in the past.

Chen Dengming suddenly smelled a trace of blood and rotten smell from the fresh water vapor, and his face changed slightly.

"What conditions? This woman doesn't seem to be a monk. She can afford to eat spiritual food?"

The old man with sparse hair had sharp eyes and stared at Chen Dengming coldly, as if he felt that in front of the monks on the alley street, he could not let his own power be embarrassed and prevent him from leaving.

It was the fifth day that I came to the world of immortal cultivation.

Chen Dengming muttered in his heart, but he could pick it up and put it down. He rubbed his face and feasted quickly. He had to try catching the spirit fish after he was full.

Otherwise, if you cannot make money from renting a house, it will be difficult to study Taoism and practice it with peace of mind.

However, the beauty was a person who worked at night in the nearby Jinzifang. She often didn't stay at home at night and would return in the early morning.

The monk died. He has been fishing nearby these days, and he thought it would not be too dangerous in the wild during the day.

Seeing this, several monks on the side glanced at Chen Dengming with a look of indifferent expression. Then they talked about their own things and didn't take them seriously.

On the fifth day, he had basically figured out the activity trajectory of the spirit fish, and used the rented fishing gear and bait to set up some traps with the stone Gu.

Seeing this, several other monks were disagreeable and shook their heads without any worries, and continued to discuss and observe the corpses on the ground.

The tree wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop.

This can be considered as a good deal with some mortals in the gathering place.

This is a large lake outside the gathering area and is also one of the important resources. It is jointly controlled by two casual cultivators, Jinzifang and Hutong Street.

Moreover, the gathering place for the cultivators is built on an abandoned spiritual vein. There are still some spiritual remnants here. For some innate warriors with extremely poor qualifications, being able to live here is the best place for cultivation they can win.

"I will arrange your errands in Jinzifang. If you want to arrest me, you can arrest me. If you don't want to arrest me, you can change your career?"

"Immortal Master!"

"Men, of course we must start and end well!"

He kept reminding himself in his heart that this is the world of immortal cultivation. If you want to make a name for yourself, you must be calm and never think that you can be arrogant and complacent if you have golden fingers.

Although the food inside was cold, it had a little fluctuation of spiritual energy, which made his original resistance soften.

After two incense sticks.

But the Blood Centrifugal Gu seemed to not listen. The insect was in harmony with him and noticed his annoyance and bloodthirsty desire was constantly amplified, which made him urge to kill immortals with ordinary people and trample the stinky face of the cultivator on his feet.

"Smallies are waiting... If you don't take action, you will be killed with one blow..."

With a distance of sensing several spiritual powers, Chen Dengming tried his best to calm down the blood centipede Gu. The furious without strength was incompetent fury. Only after calm planning could he defeat the strong with the weak. He quickly guessed the old man's intention.

Could it be that he should be used as bait to lure the so-called murderous monsters into appearing?

If so, what are the favorable factors that he can quickly use?

…

My brother Ming’s fist is hard and can’t bear it anymore, and I can’t bear it anymore. I will work tomorrow: Blood centipede, I want to eat fish! Let’s get monthly tickets!

(End of this chapter)
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