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On the Yuntuo River, Lin Jiang was fishing and checking in. He still had more than 40,000 years of lifespan left, and it would take him a few years to break through 50,000 years. Lin Jiang couldn't imagine who in the world of immortal cultivation could have a longer lifespan than him, not even the demon race, which was known for its long lifespan.

"If I had the cultivation of the Spiritualization Stage now, I could go anywhere in the world."

Lin Jiang sighed. His cultivation was his only weakness. It was too bad. He had practiced for 130 years, but he was only at the ninth level of Qi training. Compared with those genius immortal cultivators, it was not a little bit. There were a lot of immortal cultivators in the world of immortal cultivation who could reach his level in their thirties or forties.

"It's going to explode again."

Just after sighing, he felt a huge force coming from the fishing rod in his hand. Lin Jiang was happy. Another big fish was hooked, and Lin Jiang began to play the fish.

The size of the demon fish in the Yuntuo River varies greatly. Some demon fish weigh only 30 to 50 kilograms, but they are extremely fierce and fierce. Some demon fish weigh tens of thousands of kilograms, but they only have brute force and a gentle personality, and become food for other demon fish.

Half an hour later, a demon fish weighing more than a thousand kilograms was pulled up by Lin Jiang. After giving it a physical salvation, it was stuffed into the storage bag.

"It can't fit anymore, what a pity."

Lin Jiang glanced at the storage bag. There was not much space left, and there was no room for a fish. He threw all the remaining fish food into the Yuntuo River and then went home.

He bought hundreds of kilograms of charcoal on the way. After returning home, he started to roast the fish meat. He cut the big fish into pieces and put them in the racks to roast. In Lin Jiang's yard, there were dozens of lines, all of which were hung to dry fish meat.

"Jiji"

the big and small sand sculptures kept shouting on the side, as if they were protesting. They had eaten this fish meat for several years and were probably tired of it.

"Don't be disgusted, okay? You guys have such a big appetite. If I don't let you fish, I really can't afford to feed you. Do you know how much a pound of monster meat costs?"

Lin Jiang complained. A sand sculpture needs to eat 70 to 80 kilograms of dried meat every day, and it has to eat every day. The cost is not ordinary.

Lin Jiang still has two-thirds of the monster pills in his hand, but Lin Jiang dare not feed them, fearing that the big and small sand sculptures will advance again. If they reach the middle stage of the second stage and their appetite increases again, Lin Jiang will really be eaten by them.

"Chiji"

"Okay, okay, we will take turns to eat in the future. One day we eat other things and one day we eat dried fish. It 's

okay." Seeing that the big and small sand sculptures were still protesting, Lin Jiang compromised and promised them to increase the diversity of their food. In the future, they will eat fresh fish one day and dried fish the next day.

The big and small sand sculptures thought it was feasible.

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"Friend Xu"

Lin Jiang came to the big market again. Xu Wei was already busy. Lin Jiang called him and Xu Wei quickly brought a plate of buns.

"Try my new buns, with different fillings."

"Well, they taste good, with the flavor of the Seven-Colored Demon Chicken."

"Fellow Daoist Lin is amazing. I bought this Seven-Colored Demon Chicken with great difficulty. This is the first time I've made it."

"The Seven-Colored Demon Chicken has a trace of Phoenix bloodline, and it is quite famous in Yunzhong City. It's also a skill for Fellow Daoist Xu to be able to buy the Seven-Colored Demon Chicken."

Lin Jiang said. Of course, the so-called Phoenix bloodline is just a gimmick. I don't know how far away the Phoenix bloodline on the Seven-Colored Demon Chicken is. Otherwise, the Seven-Colored Demon Chicken is definitely a world-famous monster, how can it be bought by a Qi training period.

"It's a coincidence that the Wu family in Sanjiang Town outside the city raised hundreds of Seven-Colored Demon Chickens. I don't know how they all died, so they were sold at a low price. Those restaurants didn't want them, so they gave them to me at a low price."

"I see."

When Lin Jiang heard this, the buns in his mouth suddenly became unscented. It was really a rip-off. They actually used this kind of stuff as meat filling. How the hell could they eat it?

"Why don't

you eat, Fellow Daoist Lin?" "I'm not very hungry. Just pack the buns. There are not many seven-colored monster chickens, so leave them for other fellow Daoists to have a taste. Just change the previous ones."

Lin Jiang smiled faintly. What a joke. He was still afraid of food poisoning. He had to take the few left on the plate back to feed the big and small sand sculptures. The big and small sand sculptures were second-level monsters, so they should not be afraid of poisoning.

Lin Jiang saw that there was a woman helping at Xu Wei's stall, and he was a little curious. He asked the person at the stall next to him. The person was immediately happy and said, "Fellow Daoist Lin, just wait and see, Fellow Daoist Xu's family is going to be lively."

"How lively?"

"Fighting for the family property. Fellow Daoist Xu has a son and a daughter. His son and daughter-in-law are dead, leaving only a grandson. But his grandson has the aptitude of five spiritual roots and low cultivation. His daughter married another casual cultivator and gave birth to several sons. One of the sons has good aptitude and is now an outer disciple of Zhongxing Sect. Their family wants to support this son to the foundation-building stage, but how can they do it without money? Fellow Daoist Xu doesn't have much time left, hehe."

"Is it so exciting? How can the other members of the Xu family not have any objections?"

Lin Jiang smiled. This kind of gossip about family ethics is very interesting and he likes to listen to it.

"The other members of the Xu family have already separated. Fellow Daoist Xu is the only one left in this generation. But who knows. Fellow Daoist Xu's house is the result of the accumulation of several generations. We will be able to see a good show when the time comes. There will be many people jumping out of the house worth hundreds of thousands of spiritual stones."

"Money can move people's hearts, let alone hundreds of thousands of spiritual stones. Now there will really be a good show to watch."

"Yes, just wait and see the show."

Lin Jiang and the others were all in the mood to watch the show. Lin Jiang was not afraid of others saying that he was vulgar. He was a vulgar person, the kind that was extremely vulgar.

Lin Jiang glanced at Xu Wei's daughter. She looked to be in her thirties. Her cultivation was not high. She was only at the fourth level of Qi training. She was very capable and had a very aggressive personality.

She pointed fingers at Xu Wei's stall. Not to mention Xu Wei's grandson, even Xu Wei himself had to be commanded by her, as if she was the stall owner.

Lin Jiang shook his head and went to sell his talismans alone. When the time came, he would leave. He couldn't delay his own business just to eat melons and watch the show.

But just like that, Lin Jiang missed another good show. When Lin Jiang came again the next day, he found that Xu Wei didn't set up the stall. People around him told Lin Jiang that he missed a good show yesterday.

"They started fighting. They started fighting on the first day they got here."

"Why were they fighting? Who was fighting with whom?"

"Xu Wei's daughter Xu Jiaojiao first fought with Xu Wei's grandson Xu Dongyang. The reason was that after closing the stall last night, Xu Jiaojiao wanted to take the money, but Xu Dongyang wouldn't let her. Then they started arguing, and then they started fighting. Xu Wei went to stop them, but he was accidentally injured." "

Isn't Xu Wei at the seventh level of Qi training? How could he be accidentally injured?"

"Fellow Daoist Lin, the realm of cultivation is not omnipotent. Xu Wei has been setting up a stall here for decades. He has cultivation but no secret skills. I guess he has never fought with anyone. Even a person at the fourth level of Qi training can beat him."

"That's true, but the guards don't care?"

Lin Jiang nodded. The lower level of Qi training is not much different from ordinary people. Xu Wei probably hasn't left the city many times in his life, and has never fought with anyone. The little bit of cultivation he had was all accumulated over time. It's normal that he has no strength but can't fight.

"What the hell do they care about? The guards don't care about family affairs. They are just watching the show like us. As long as no one dies, they won't care."

"Fellow Daoist Lin, let me teach you how they quarreled yesterday. Xu Jiaojiao was like this first..."

Some people who were curious directly imitated the quarrel and fight between the two yesterday. Yesterday, Xu Wei was about to close the stall and count the harvest. Xu Jiaojiao asked for half of the spiritual stones, saying that she was busy all day yesterday.

But Xu Dongyang was not happy, because no one asked her to help, she came by herself, and Xu Jiaojiao took away dozens of buns on the way and took them home for her son and his people to eat.

Xu Jiaojiao was immediately unhappy and scolded Xu Dongyang for being ungrateful. Then she talked about the past, such as how good she was to Xu Dongyang when he was a child, and how her family came to help with the funeral when Xu Dongyang's parents died.

Xu Dongyang was no match for Xu Jiaojiao, so Xu Dongyang didn't care about so much, and only determined one thing, that is, not giving money, saying that a daughter who is married off can throw it out. Xu Wei was powerless to persuade him, and watched the furious Xu Jiaojiao take action.

Xu Dongyang was not an opponent in quarrels, nor in fights, and was directly beaten. Xu Wei stepped forward to persuade and stop the fight, but was beaten away by Xu Jiaojiao. Then the fight ended and Xu Wei was taken back to heal his wounds.

Two days later, Xu Wei went out to the stall again, but the family ethics drama of the Xu family was not over yet. It had just begun. Xu Jiaojiao came with her husband and son, saying that Xu Wei's business was good and he was too busy, so they came to help.

They didn't come to make trouble completely, and it was true that they wanted to help, but it was also true that they wanted money. Xu Jiaojiao told Xu Wei with confidence that Xu Dongyang was young, had low cultivation, and poor qualifications. If Xu Wei died, Xu Dongyang would definitely not be able to keep the family business. She could help and ensure that Xu Dongyang would have no worries about food and clothing in the future.

But Xu Dongyang was not willing to do that. The house and the snack stand were the foundations of his future survival, but he couldn't win the fight, not even the quarrel, and was very anxious.

In the end, Xu Dongyang gritted his teeth and brought the relatives of the Xu family. Xu Wei also had several cousins ​​and other relatives. The Xu family was also quite large, and with a group of relatives, they immediately became evenly matched with Xu Jiaojiao. With

so many people, the guards couldn't just ignore it. They warned them many times not to take action, otherwise they would all be expelled from Yunzhong City. So in the following days, they often saw two gangs of people cursing at Xu Wei's stall.

The most direct result was that Xu Wei's business plummeted, from the hottest stall in the West City Market to the point where no one cared about it. This process took only about a month, which made countless people sigh.