As soon as daybreak.

Shen Lian left the house.

Go straight to the house I had previously bought in the west district of Fangshi.

As for the three homes in the East District, one has been destroyed and the remaining two are not planned to be kept.

When passing by Black Rock Alley, I saw the law enforcement team and a group of people gathered in front of the burned house.

The house is anonymous, so it is not easy for the law enforcement team to find him.

Besides, the law enforcement team probably has no intention of looking for anyone.

West District, Yuanshan Lane.

Shen Lian sat cross-legged on the bed.

Calming down the emotions after the first actual combat.

"Prepare a few more pieces of clothing, preferably ones that cover your face."

"People die for money, birds die for food..."

Shen Lian let out a long sigh and sighed.

If the talismans he had learned were incomplete, it would be impossible for him to grind the three people who broke in to ashes.

Bang.

Shen Lian casually threw the pitch-black magic weapon in front of him.

They are all first-level low-grade magical weapons.

It was also badly damaged by the talisman, so it would be good if it could be sold for ten spirit stones.

Afterwards, Shen Lian took out the half-burned spider from the storage bag.

This should be a first-stage early blood-poison spider.

It’s been burnt like this, it’s not worth much more than a few spirit stones.

This time the loss was huge.

Looking carefully at the corpse of the blood-poison spider, Shen Lian discovered that the spider's lower jaw was cracked and there seemed to be something inside.

Click.

The defective flying sword appears again.

Cut open the spider's jaw.

A storage bag fell down with a thud.

I don’t know who the owner of this poisonous spider is, but he actually put the storage bag in the poisonous spider’s mouth.

There are no restrictions on low-level storage bags and anyone can open them.

Shen Lian poured out the contents of the storage bag.

A small pile of clatter.

There are nine talismans of various kinds, and two of them are of first-grade mid-quality.

There are more than a dozen bottles and jars.

There are one hundred and ten spirit stones.

There is a practice method called Shui Yuan Gong, which can be practiced to the seventh level of Qi training.

An incomplete book on drug making.

Then, Shen Lian opened one of them, and a strong sour smell filled the air.

"Corpse water."

He recognized the contents of the bottle at a glance.

It seems that these people are really veterans.

After opening all the bottles and jars one by one, Shen Lian determined that most of them were poisonous.

Holding the torn poison book in his hand, Shen Lian read it with great interest.

"A Hundred Poison Strategies".

It records everything from the initial stage of Qi training to the spiritual poison that can harm the foundation-building level.

Seeing the records inside, Shen Lian couldn't help but be shocked.

Before that, he heard a rustling sound in the room and a flow of air.

It seems that these three people poisoned the house as soon as they arrived.

Fortunately, he was cautious and had prepared a breath-holding talisman long ago.

Afterwards, the fire talisman covered the room area and the poison was burned away.

With this book of Hundred Poison Strategies, Shen Lian felt that he would not lose out this time.

This book is very suitable for him, the sixth child.

Three days later, Shen Lian went out.

He first bought a few sets of robes and spiritual ink, then ran to the General Affairs Hall and rented two rooms.

But this time my luck was not very good, there were no vacant houses near Yuanshan Lane.

After calming down again, Shen Lian once again devoted himself to the task of drawing the talisman to dispel miasma.

After all, the Bishui Sect is a Jindan Sect. With so many independent cultivators continuously being sent here, how could they not send over miasma-removing talismans?

Shen Lian had no idea how long the benefits of the Miasma-Removing Talisman could last.

If you don't hurry up, you will only be able to drink the soup if you were supposed to eat the mutton.

With the help of spirit stones and yellow bud pills, Shen Lian drew ten miasma-removing talismans in one day without affecting his practice.

It’s not that it’s his limit, but after drawing ten talismans to dispel miasma, the spiritual energy in his body has just reached a state of exhaustion.

At this time, refining spirit stones is faster than before.

He planned to refine a yellow bud pill every five days.

It's not for saving spirit stones, but for one's own drug resistance.

In many immortal cultivation universes, Taoists generally agree that before the age of sixty is the best time to build a foundation.

The same is true in this world of immortal cultivation.

Practitioners in the Qi Refining Stage begin their practice at around the age of ten.

If one is lucky and has no shortage of spiritual objects, it takes an average of one to five years to break through a level.

Before the age of sixty, you have one chance to try to break through the foundation.

For the vast majority of independent cultivators, the frequency of their breakthroughs mostly depends on whether or not they have obtained spirit stones within a certain period of time.

Shen Lian started practicing cultivation at the age of eleven. His parents were also casual practitioners, but unfortunately they died later.

He is thirty-five or thirty-six years old now. It took him twenty-five years to cultivate to the third level of Qi training.

Just because of poverty.

But now it’s different, he is the master of spirit stones.

At night, Shen Lian held a spirit stone in each hand, refining the spiritual energy.

"I don't know when the small courtyard in the central area of ​​the market will be available."

While practicing, Shen Lian was thinking in his heart.

The next day, around noon.

“Da da…”

"Everyone inside, come out and register!"

There was a knock on the door.

Crunch——

Hearing the chaos outside, Shen Lian felt relieved and opened the door.

Then he saw a manager from the Bishui Sect standing in the alley outside the house.

The rest of the monks from the Bishui Sect's law enforcement team were knocking on the doors of each house in the alley one by one.

"There's no one in this house."

“No one in this room is dead.”

The monk from the Bishui Sect's law enforcement team spoke, and the steward checked the records in his hands and began to mark them.

As for those empty houses, the monks from the law enforcement team threw the things inside directly into the alley.

Fortunately, the monks' belongings were all in the storage bags, and only some beddings and other daily necessities were left in the house.

Shen Lian understood that this should be what Wang Yang meant by reorganizing the market.

There were more than thirty households living in the entire alley, and twenty of them had their belongings thrown out.

I don’t know whether these people really died or they didn’t have time to come back.

With a high probability of not coming back after going out, Shen Lian became more and more determined not to take risks easily.

"I heard that the rent will increase by eight spirit stones next month."

"Fellow Daoists who don't have spirit stones to pay the rent, don't worry. My Bishui Sect will grant you a favor. You can build a shack at the outermost part of the market. My Bishui Sect will guarantee everyone's safety."

"Of course, you need to build the shack yourself, and the land occupation fee is only two spirit stones per month."

As soon as the steward opened his mouth, the monks in the alley were speechless.

The demon cultivators are so kind to them when they live in the house, so if they have to build a shack outside, wouldn’t it be more convenient for them?

After the steward made the announcement, he ignored the monks in the alley and went to the next alley on his own.

"Eight spirit stones a month, this is not going to let people live."

"It looks like we really have to build a shack next month."

The cultivators from various sects in the alley only dared to grumble out loud after the Bishui Sect's steward left.

Shen Lian did not speak, preparing to close the door and continue practicing.

At this moment, his eyes inadvertently drifted across the alley and saw a figure walking out of a house next to him. He was stunned for a moment.

The figure that came into his sight startled him.

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