Chapter 29 Hua Yunfei [Seeking monthly tickets, investment]

Nannan sat on Jiang Ming's broad shoulders, with curved eyebrows and clear eyes full of intelligence, looking at everything around her curiously.

Jiang Ming first took his daughter to buy her a beautiful set of clothes. There were many independent cultivators living in Flame City, and they also had children. He bought children's clothes of all kinds, and each one was exquisite and beautiful.

For low-level cultivators, they may have spiritual medicines that are more than a hundred years old, but they do not have the "source". It seems that the "source" of this world is more precious than the magical instruments used by some low-level cultivators.

Or, once they get the "source", they will hide away and refine it to improve their cultivation.

Jiang Ming gained nothing except killing a few Divine Bridge monks and being rewarded with a brick-sized piece of pure source by the system.

Jiang Ming welcomed the system's behavior of treating the rich like a fool.

But he still has to do what he should do.

If he encounters someone looking for death, he doesn't mind getting some system rewards, but he will never actively hunt down monks.

Even if he is really poor!

Then, he looked at the monks setting up stalls around and the shops on both sides.

Jiang Ming finally understood what to do.

First, get rid of the pile of broken copper and iron tools on his body. These things are of no use to him.

And his natal sword stopped swallowing after it devoured a piece of purple copper as big as a washbasin and a piece of light stone as big as a bowl.

It has reached the top level of the ultimate spiritual weapon, consuming the essence of the sword. At the moment, it is full.

Juxian Building!
Well named, here it is.

Jiang Ming brought his daughter into the shop, which was a three-story building. As soon as he entered, he could see people coming and going. There were many independent cultivators like him, all looking for their targets.

Arriving at a counter, he said, "Amitabha, excuse me, you can collect the instruments here."

The woman at the counter had a pretty face and was a twenty-something Kuhai monk. She took out a jade talisman and activated it before saying a few words. Soon, a woman in a red dress came over, graceful and elegant, like a passionate rose.

A monk and a pretty little girl, this combination is still very strange.

If it weren't for the fact that Jiang Ming had transformed into the monk Sanzang, who looked tall and strong, but was actually very young, some people would even be surprised that they were father and daughter, and that he was just a playboy monk.

"Master, please follow me, this way."

The woman greeted them and then turned around to lead the way, twisting her waist, looking graceful and elegant.

She knew Jiang Ming. From the moment he entered the city, news of his every move spread here.

Juxian Building is one of the properties of Taixuan Sect.

One of the largest shops in the city, any good stuff that a casual cultivator gets can be purchased here. Juxianguan has a good reputation, fair prices, and is honest to everyone.

Even for valuable transactions, the guests will be guaranteed not to be harmed in the city and will be given a temporary identity jade token of Taixuanmen.

After arriving at a separate tea room, where tea had already been brewed, the woman knelt down, her ripe peach-like curves outlined, and gracefully poured tea for Jiang Ming and Nannan.

This kneeling etiquette has existed since the pre-Qin period. This world itself is like a place of ascension for ancient pre-Qin qigong practitioners. Jiang Ming had discovered a lot of cultural features a long time ago, and they are somewhat similar to the ancient Earth in his previous life.

Jiang Ming was in no mood to have a conversation. He glanced at the space here. It was quite large, with formation patterns. Behind him was mist and clouds, with birds singing and flowers blooming. It looked like a courtyard, as big as a football field.

Then, Jiang Ming raised his hand, and there were more than thirty weapons in his hand, as big as soybeans, which were contained in the Buddha Kingdom in his palm.

His palms flowed with a gentle golden Buddha kingdom. The authentic Buddhist magic power could not be faked at all. After all, the monk he transformed into was born at the level of a Buddha's son, possessing two first-generation Taoist patterns, and even participated in the sermons of the Purple Bamboo Forest Immortal King in the ancient fairy period.

Jiang Ming remembered that in the original plot, Shi Hao dreamed of returning to the ancient fairyland and made a few friends. It was probably around that time point.

However, at that time, Zhu Yan, the Red-butted Divine Monkey, from whom Jiang Ming inherited the throne, had already reached the supreme level of cultivation.

The last scene is the collapse of the sky and the splitting of the earth, and the falling of the sun, moon and stars, which is still vivid in my mind.

Jiang Ming waved his hand, and these weapons fell lightly to the ground, including the star pattern iron Bagua mirror, the obsidian gold small shield, the green wood sword, the purple cloud stone seal, etc. They were all weapons used by casual cultivators, and the materials were not good. Occasionally, a little star iron sand, copper sand, etc. were added to them, and they were already considered small fine products.

The female monk in the red dress, who possessed the Life Spring cultivation level, was no longer calm at this point. She opened her mouth slightly, and saw that the number of magical instruments that the Life Spring monk had refined exceeded twenty.

Jiang Ming said that ever since he was so poor that he could only use the cut copper beans to trade spiritual medicine with others, it was meaningless, and the main force that wanted to rob him was the Mingquan monks.

There are also Shenqiao monks, but not many.

As for the occasional bitter sea monks who sneak in, there are really a few of them. Alas, money is tempting, but being brainless is terrible. Do the bitter sea monks dare to come out and rob?
Today's monks are really crazy.

Fortunately, this female cultivator in red dress still has some professional qualities.

She was mainly shocked by the Buddha Kingdom in Jiang Ming's palm. This was a magical power of Buddhism that only existed in legends. The Western Desert was too far away from here, and few monks came here. Especially a monk as young and handsome as Jiang Ming, who was also special.

Could it be that this little girl is gifted and has a connection with the monks in the Western Desert, and is going to be abducted to the Western Desert to become a nun?

"Master, may I ask what your name is? Do you want to exchange for the [Source] or something else?"

The woman in the red dress quickly asked seriously.

"I am a poor monk, my Buddhist name is Sanzang.

I want these three kinds of elixirs. Do you have any of them here? "

Jiang Ming was well prepared and took out three scrolls from his palm, on which were painted the elixirs he needed. Yes, he had drawn them himself.

There is no time limit for practicing, and it is too miserable in the mountains. In his previous life, Jiang Ming also painted while practicing, cultivating his sentiments and sharpening his heart of Taoism.

The red-skirted female cultivator carefully took the scroll and bowed slightly, "My humble lady, Hongyi, is the manager of the first floor of Juxian Building."

She unfolded the scroll and looked at it carefully, then smiled and said, "Master Sanzang, we happen to have a purple magnolia here, we can trade it."

Continue reading and open the second and third scrolls.

“Master Sanzang, we also have this Daoxinzhi plant here and we can trade it.

However, this plant, Danxue ginseng, is a precious medicine that can temper the physical body of Taoist monks. It is also of great benefit to Taoist monks in opening the divine storage of the liver.

You are a step late. In the morning, there were five red blood ginsengs in the store, but they were all transferred away because an important person in the company needed them.

Even now, all the Danxuezhi in Flame City have been bought by that big shot."

A trace of regret appeared on the beautiful face of the girl in red, and she said.

Jiang Ming couldn't help but sigh. It was really hard to come by good things. He never expected the situation to be like this.

"actually,--"

The man in red hesitated to speak.

"But it doesn't matter."

Jiang Ming said simply and concisely.

"That big shot has a good reputation and likes to make friends. If you go to Taixuanmen to visit him, maybe he will directly give you a Danxue ginseng."

The man in red finally spoke like this.

She felt that the monk Sanzang in front of her was extraordinary and one of the best of the younger generation, which was why she said a few more words.

"Hua Yunfei."

There was a red glow flowing between Jiang Ming's eyebrows, and blessings were coming to his heart.

(End of this chapter)