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Chapter 14: 014 Floating Life Alley, Reselling Spirit Soil

Chapter 14 014 Living in a thousand lanes, reselling spiritual soil

Author: Bu Leng Yu Luo

Chapter 14 014 Living in a thousand lanes, reselling spiritual soil

A thousand lanes of life

If Ji Qingwu hadn't accidentally saved a person back then, she wouldn't have known that there would be such a place entrenched in Fuyun City, at the foot of the No. 1 Immortal Sect in the world of cultivation.

There is no distinction between good and evil in this world, and there is no taboo between immortals and demons. Once you enter, you must be prepared to come out with your life lost.

Ji Qingwu's spiritual soil can only be sold here, and only here can she dare to sell it. Otherwise, if she is discovered, even if she has ten lives, she will not be punished by the Fuyun Sect's sect regulations.

"There is such a bold little girl, how did she know about this place?"

The light was dim, and the masked man leaned on the platform, tapping the edge of the platform gently with his fingertips.

The man in the cloak stood beside him, looking at the little girl in the mirror who had put on the unique cloak of Fushengwanxiang, a trace of doubt flashed in his covered eyes.

When the other person came in just now, he bumped into me, as if he knew him.

But he clearly...has never seen her.

Wan Qi Linfeng shook his head and said in a low hoarse voice, "I don't know."

*

Ji Qingwu randomly found a corner to set up a stall. When she took out the piles of spiritual soil from the storage bag, people passing by could not help but pause.

Even though everyone was wearing a cloak, Ji Qingwu could still imagine the strange looks in these people's eyes.

But it doesn't matter, someone will always buy her spiritual soil.

The fact was just as she thought. After she sat quietly and waited for two hours, a slender figure stood in front of her.

"Where did this come from?" The man whose voice had been changed became hoarse.

Ji Qingwu looked up and knew that this person just wanted to verify the value of the spiritual soil by asking this question.

"I'm from a big sect." An old male voice came out of her mouth, followed by a series of devilish chuckles.

"Hmm." The man knelt down, reached out and picked up a handful and pinched it. After a pause, he asked, "How to sell it?"

Ji Qingwu: "Three hundred spiritual stones, these."

"Heh." The man stood up suddenly, "Your Excellency, you are opening your mouth like a lion."

"Inferior." Ji Qingwu closed her eyes and added helplessly.

The man was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect things to take such a turn.

Or maybe he himself misunderstood.

After that, without saying another word, he put down the three hundred low-grade spiritual stones, carefully put the spiritual soil into his storage bag, got up and left.

Ji Qingwu put away the spirit stone. She made a profit by selling only one spirit stone from the soil she dug from the sect.

After that, Ji Qingwu strolled around the alley, trying to reduce her presence as much as possible, and got a rough idea of ​​the price of the elixirs and seals here, and then she was ready to leave.

There are many extremely evil people in the alleys, and there are many immortals, demons and powerful people, but ordinary pills cannot get into their eyes.

*

When Ji Qingwu returned to the mountain, it was already bright.

There are nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine steps from the foot of the mountain to the outer gate. If a mortal body wanted to climb up, it would take at least six hours.

Ji Qingwu obviously didn't need to use it for so long. She returned along the original route and planned to use the three hundred spirit stones today to retreat for half a month. With the help of exercises, she could probably improve her cultivation to the third level of Qi refining.

Squeak, squeak!

As she passed the corner of the mountain, several monkeys tried to attract her attention with gestures.

Needless to say more about the monkey spirituality of the Fuyun Sect.

She looked along the direction of the monkey's finger and saw a white shadow shrinking in the dense bushes on the roadside.

For some reason, Ji Qingwu reflexively thought of Gu Rong.

No way...is it such a coincidence?
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