() The entire Hutian Jinji Restaurant was silent, no one answered the call, and everyone looked worried. Without the guidance of character analysis like Master Li, this place would be even more tense than the restaurant just now.

Seeing this, Song Lian felt bored and simply found an empty seat and sat down.

Opposite the seat was a middle-aged uncle. He ordered a basket of steamed buns but did not move. He frowned and stared blankly at the gate of the Xiao Mansion in the distance. There were throngs of people there and many monks were surrounding him, but no big shot could be seen.

The waiter brought a lot of food, including a lot of the restaurant's seven kinds of breakfast, and filled the table.

Song Lian bowed to the big tree opposite and said, "I'm sorry, I'll be fine soon." He pushed aside the middle-aged uncle's basket of steamed buns, and then began to attack the food, gobbling it down in a fluent manner without any pause.

I haven't eaten for several days and I'm starving to death.

I finally had a meal. Thinking about it, I was really unlucky. I only had one meal in seven days and only a few pellets of shit.

Without hesitation, the breakfast on the table was completely wiped out. He drank the last bowl of soy milk, ah... Song Lian sighed happily, and after burping, he found many people staring at him.

When this disaster is approaching, there are still people who eat so much.

Song Lian had to force out a smile, giggled at everyone, and said: "How can you run away if you don't have enough to eat and don't have the strength?"

The uncle opposite suddenly trembled, as if he had been enlightened and woke up. He grabbed the bun and stuffed it. After swallowing it, he shouted: "Xiaoer, come again...a cage." When the others saw it, they also reacted and worked hard.

Song Lian was dumbfounded, this is fine, come on, brother pays the bill.

He left the restaurant leisurely and contentedly. He stopped walking on the streets and wandered around in the alleys. It was different with his soul consciousness. He locked onto the gouache workshop and wandered around the alleys without fear of getting lost.

Soon, he came to the gouache workshop and was about to knock on the door. When he raised his hand, he found that his clothes were still suitable for others. He quickly returned and looked around for a tailor shop.

There are few people in this area, and it's really hard to find a tailor shop. You have to go to the busy streets to find one, so Soul Sense looked around and quickly located the target.

Not long after, he was all dressed up, dressed like a master, and knocked on the door of the gouache workshop.

The door opened, and a sturdy young man opened the door and was startled.

"But the gouache workshop?"

Song Lian took advantage of the door opening and took a peek inside. The family was packing their things, and she was very happy.

"Excuse me, sir, are you purchasing gouache?"

"Haha, my surname is Jin, and I am serving as an errand under Master Jin, the Punishment Division."

"Ah, wait a minute." The young man turned around and shouted, "Grandpa, yes, he is a messenger from the government."

The old man was sighing. Hearing that he was sending someone, he came out in a hurry.

"What does this policeman do for you?"

"My surname is Jin, and I work under Mr. Jin of the Criminal Division. Today, the plague ghost of Xiao Mansion is about to do something evil. The Lord of the City ordered us to notify the nearby people to evacuate. In order to avoid encountering disaster when we get there, you can take care of it."

"Thank you sir, thank you City Lord, the little old man is taking care of things. But he doesn't know where to go, hey!"

Why…….

Song Lian also pretended to sigh, expressing deep sympathy, and said: "For this reason, I asked the city lord for some silver. If you have anything to pawn, you can come to me."

The old man smiled bitterly and said: "We are making a living on a small scale. Apart from this ancestral house, there is nothing valuable there, including copper troughs and tools. I cannot pawn it, sir."

"Hey, if it weren't for my dream about the land last night, I wouldn't have come to your place."

The old man immediately trembled, his eyes showed surprise, and he didn't know what to say.

There is drama and there is drama.

Song Lian's feet moved inadvertently, and the old man came back to his senses and hesitated: "This, this, unknown land, that -"

"Hey, my ancestors once owed the land a wish, but today it comes true for you. How much silver do you need?"

"I can't do it. The old man has nothing to pawn, so he can't do it."

"What should I do? I'm here to fulfill my wish. Are you going to offend the land?"

this--.

The old man was in a dilemma. It was inappropriate to accept money from an official, and it was also inappropriate to refuse. He was stunned for a moment.

Song Lian mentally scolded him for being an idiot. How could he have thought that this guy was so stubborn? If it were him, he wouldn't be so open-minded.

I really had no choice but to say bluntly: "Forget it, I won't embarrass you. Anyway, disaster is about to happen, and this place will definitely be in ruins. I will just buy your workshop."

The old man thought for a while and agreed. Under Song Lian's repeated urging, he held out three fingers and asked for three thousand gold.

When we were at Laifu Inn, the waiter said that no one wanted a thousand gold coins near the forbidden area of ​​Xiao Mansion. The price the old man offered was reasonable because it included the entire gouache workshop. Therefore, Song Lian gave three thousand gold coins without saying a word.

The old man took out the deed and the two signed it on the spot.

The family left everything behind and fled with only their belongings and money.

Song Lian watched the family leave, closed the door, and smiled.

yeah!

He raised his hands in the air, swung his buttocks, danced to the music of Chacha, and danced disco.

After being excited for a while, I slowly sat down on the master's chair in the hall.

Now, what needs to be done?

There is a martial law outside, and City Lord Guo has asked experts to surround and exterminate plague ghosts. It may be that the Gu family wants to enter the Xiao Mansion to rob the wealth, or Tao Sanjiang is asking City Lord Guo to search for the miracle doctor of the Song Dynasty. These have nothing to do with him. According to the original plan, he has a full meal and then wants to

We can buy some food and sneak back to Xiao's Mansion to practice. When the bet between the gods expires, it won't be too late to leave Moyang City.

Thinking of this, he first entered the kitchen. He didn't need pots and pans, but rice, oil, salt, vegetables and other things. He scanned them all in one go and stored the pieces.

This reminded me of something, and I told Hu Ling that I needed to organize the looted items by category.

The Xiao Mansion's harvests are diverse, including everything from jade beds to toothpicks. There are many kinds, which makes the pot spirit busy with nothing to do, otherwise he will die from exhaustion.

After sorting it out, it’s good to see what treasures were collected and whether there is anything special.

Next, he made himself a cup of tea, pacing around while blowing it, thinking about where to start.

Now, he can be regarded as a cultivator.

But how to improve your cultivation?

According to the core idea of ​​"developing special skills and following your own path of cultivation", the most ideal and important point is of course to practice the Heavenly Order. However, if the Heavenly Order is in hand, it cannot be practiced. Without going through the sacrifice, one cannot obtain the heaven-defying skills, nor can one

Use it, otherwise, I'm afraid Dai Jifeng is a bastard. My brother has been cultivating for decades, let's see what you can do to me.

Originally, no one would be afraid of having such a heaven-defying "weapon" like the Pot Spirit. Imagine that even the powerful one must be carried in the Xiao Mansion. Unfortunately, the Pot Spirit has a fatal weakness and cannot actively attack unless the monks want to refine it. In fact, the monks

It was to refine evil treasures. I didn’t know that there was a powerful pot spirit. Now the body of the pot spirit is gone and it lives in Song Lian’s body. Song Lian is a human being and not a magic weapon. It is impossible for the monks to use Song Lian as a magic weapon to refine and sacrifice, so the pot spirit also

You can't fight back. Otherwise, you can just walk sideways.

Putting aside the heaven-defying factor of the pot spirit, the only skill that can be used seems to be the dream power.

The first level of dream-stealing magic is basically mastered. Depending on the proficiency level in the future, it will be no problem to deal with ordinary people, but I wonder how to deal with monks? The second level requires strong spiritual consciousness, and presumably a strong soul consciousness, but the method of cultivating soul consciousness is in the third level.

Two bamboo slips, do you need Daogen Power to view them? With Daogen Power, you can only practice Taoism.

Suddenly, he thought of the demon cultivator.

If a demon cultivator can cultivate demon power, can it replace Daoyuan power? Because demon beasts also have magic weapons and magical powers, which need to be activated by demon power.

Thinking of this, he closed his eyes, his mind sank into the sea of ​​consciousness, and opened Sanduo'er's memory.

Demon cultivation refers to the cultivation of monsters. There are nine changes in total. Human cultivation is incompatible with human cultivation, and only the Kunlu tribe has to practice it. San Duoer only has the first to third changes of cultivation methods in his memory. The first change is swallowing.

Moon - the second transformation of pregnancy spirit - the third transformation of concentration.

After reading through it, Song Lian felt that it was easy to understand, that is, the monster absorbed the moonlight over many years, used the moonlight to brainwash, and bred some kind of special spiritual essence, somewhat like the Taoist spirit of a cultivator, and then the spiritual essence and the monster's brain

Combination is concentration.

I don’t know what to do after concentrating, so I have to give up. The main reason is that I am afraid that once I can’t practice, I will suffer a loss.

So what other skills can be improved?

In addition to the heavenly order, the magical power of dream and the soul consciousness of bamboo slips, after thinking for a long time, my heart moved, and there was a soul fire screwdriver.

This is a golden finger brought by time travel, turned into a gambling ring magic weapon. It is strange that it is incomplete. Everyone else has a gambling ring with an aperture, but he does not. Later, the outer ring appeared on the broken piece of the sacred refining soul, but it was not an aperture.

After this period of experience, this screwdriver with soul fire has been improving. Among them, the adventure of Xiao Mansion and soul fire have been promoted.

Now, this upgraded soul fire can deal with ghosts and can be used to refine souls and broken pieces, but it cannot be used to refine heavenly orders. Dream Thief Tianzun attaches great importance to it and says that this fire is very special and is called the innate reincarnation soul fire. Then we should continue to advance.

Everything else requires Dao Yuan Power as the basis. Soul Fire promotion does not seem to be needed, as long as drinking is enough.

There are forty-three jars of spiritual wine left. Can I buy other wine to blend? It is best to refine high-strength wine.

Thinking of this, I couldn't sit still, so I immediately left the gouache workshop. It was almost noon anyway, so I bought some rice wine while eating.

Keep thinking all the way.

So how can a screwdriver be promoted?

The screwdriver is a gambling weapon. Based on the performance of more than two months, it will change only if you bet with others. The problem is that being exposed to more gambling games is contrary to hiding in the Xiao Mansion to practice.

After struggling for a long time, I couldn't find a solution for a while. It seemed that nothing else could be achieved except drinking to increase the soul fire.

I sighed in my heart, it would be great if there were cultivation classics, get them back and study them carefully, especially the use of spiritual consciousness... I remember there are several auction houses in Moyang City. Anyway, I was sentenced to life imprisonment, no matter what Taoist cultivation, martial arts cultivation, etc.

Demonic Cultivator..., collect dozens of copies and practice them if you feel like them.
To be continued...