"Then I don't need the magic, I just want the cultivation technique and three spirit stones."

"Then I don't want the magic, I just want the cultivation technique and three spirit stones."

"You!"

"

The girl said, "Okay, let's add a clause to the spirit contract: once I've mastered the technique, I'll definitely come to your shop to buy a spell, and you can sell me the technique for two spirit stones."

The shop assistant's smile vanished, replaced by a calm masking suppressed anger and impatience.

He stared at the girl for a while, then sighed, "Fine! Five spirit stones, and you can have the cultivation techniques and spells!"

"No, no, no! I really only want the cultivation technique. Once I've mastered the basics, I'll definitely come back to you to buy spells!"

The shop assistants fell silent again.

"How about... four spirit stones?" the girl asked tentatively.

The shop assistant snatched the spirit contract and slammed it on the table: "Sign it! You can only pay with spirit stones!"

The girl happily signed her name, paid four spirit stones, and hid the "Cloud and Rain Green Wood Skill" in her bosom.

The shop assistant was so angry that he didn't even look at the spirit contract and casually tossed it into the shop's storage room, not noticing the girl's famous name—Shenxian'er.

Even when he was doing favors, the price had never been this low.

In other words, a cultivation technique that can be sold multiple times would be priced so low that no other cultivation method would be acceptable.

Actually, young girls don't need to buy cultivation techniques.

Li Changzhou simplified his breathing method again and again, and even then, he could still make a name for himself in it.

But he did not do so, always remembering the reminder of the prevailing trends of the times: the ideal of governing the world.

He has been thinking about this issue.

After leaving the Zizhu Mountain martial arts shop, the girl, guided by Li Changzhou, arrived at the Fengtiaoyushun Diqi Pavilion.

After a tortuous and fierce negotiation, coupled with the recent large number of vacant houses, I finally bought a courtyard house for one spirit stone.

"Besides the cost of the house, the homeowner has to pay one spirit stone to the Qingyue Sect every year," the seller said.

"Why?" the girl asked, puzzled.

The man smiled and said, "You live on the territory of the Qingyue Sect and breathe in the spiritual energy of the Qingyue Sect, so of course you have to pay taxes."

"There are ways not to pay, as long as you don't register. The Qingyue Sect won't check whether the house is occupied. But if the courtyard is sold a second time, the Qingyue Sect won't care. You'll have to pay all the previous breathing taxes and do manual labor."

The girl obediently registered, and in this way, every year, members of the Qingyue Sect would collect taxes according to the registered list.

"Shenxian'er?" Finally, someone recognized the girl's name.

The girl's face turned bright red as she quickly slipped away after taking the jade pendant dripping with blood.

This is like naming someone "Emperor," "Your Majesty," "Empress," or "Crown Prince." Wouldn't the person be embarrassed when teachers, classmates, friends, or colleagues call them that?

With her last spirit stone, the girl bought a bag of the lowest grade nine spirit rice seeds, a bag of grade nine spirit vegetable seeds, and some daily necessities.

She wanted to save a few spirit crystals for a rainy day, but Li Changzhou insisted that she use them all to buy a bunch of miscellaneous books.

Money, if you don't use it to improve your skills and instead spend it on yourself, will eventually belong to someone else.

"But," the girl tightened her grip on the large sack of hemp on her shoulder, "what if I don't have money when I need it?"

[Then go kill and plunder. Those who didn't spend their money on cultivation will inevitably be relatively weaker.]

The purchasing power of spirit stones is very strong. Therefore, Li Changzhou guessed that not everyone who dies will become a ghost. Otherwise, how could a hanged ghost be worth four spirit stones?

Before long, the girl was too exhausted to speak.

After overcoming numerous hardships, she finally arrived at her courtyard by following the map.

The courtyard is at the foot of the mountain. It's not big; it consists of just one room and a small courtyard.

There was a plum tree in the yard, but it had no special spirit; it was just an ordinary plum tree. There was also a well.

In the distance are several high mountains, one of which is covered with terraced fields, all of which are sacred fields.

Among these terraced fields, there is a small spiritual field that belongs exclusively to this courtyard. After the immortals draw qi into their bodies, they can plant it. This is a benefit that can only be obtained after registration.

Half of the spiritual rice and vegetables produced belong to the Qingyue Sect.

Spirit rice and spirit vegetables also need to breathe spiritual energy, so naturally they have to pay a breathing tax.

The fairy took out the jade token, and the courtyard wall without a door seemed to open up as if by a pair of giant hands, revealing a stone-paved path.

"How amazing!" Upon arriving here, Shenxian'er finally relaxed.

Once inside the courtyard, it touched and looked around everywhere, even climbing up the plum tree like a monkey to gaze into the distance.

Everyone else's yards were shrouded in layers of mist; this was a magic formation, and everyone else saw her yard in the same way.

As long as you don't look into the courtyard, the rest of the place is unaffected by the fog. It's been a while since dawn, the sky is azure, dragons pull chariots, giant pythons meander, talisman swords weave through the air, and cranes dance in the air.

The girl stood on a tree branch, cupping her hands in a megaphone shape, and suddenly shouted:

"ah!

!

The passing talisman sword instantly accelerated.

She was beaming with excitement.

I only went back to the house when I was tired.

There was nothing in the room. The so-called bed was just a stone platform. She laid out the bedding she had bought, and then stuck the tree branches vertically into the bundle and placed them on the headboard like potted plants.

After that, she took a piece of cake and studied the jade slip while munching on it.

The use of low-level jade slips is very simple. They can be read with a scan of the divine sense. Ordinary people do not have divine sense, but they only need to place them on their forehead and concentrate to read the text.

For some people with wavering minds, reading the jade slip is a hurdle.

The fairy's unwavering will and courage in facing the hanged ghost without being frightened or panicked is commendable.

She closed her eyes, but instead of the familiar darkness, a tiny, semi-transparent figure appeared before her.

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