The sky was gray, and through the gap in the curtains, a very faint beam of light was sent into the house.

The wooden bed, which had been creaking all night, now regained its composure and was firmly propped on the floor.

Various pieces of clothing are scattered in various corners of the room.

Two soft-backed chairs were dragged to the bedside and brought together. The two pairs of deeply sunk fingerprints did not fully rebound from the backs of the chairs. After the sweat dried, there were traces of water.

The tea table, where a lot of items were originally piled, has also been emptied. The tea sets are wrapped in soft cloth and piled randomly in one place. Next to it is a pile of changed bed quilts.

On the flat tea table, the light brown wooden board has irregular dark marks, and its four table corners have left white rub marks on the ground.

After all, this tea table is a little thin, and it starts to slip if it continues to be used hard.

Eight ropes hang down from the ceiling and touch the bed, in groups of four with some distance apart.

A long braided whip made of thin strips of wolf skin was thrown on the floor. Next to it were two long bells made of inexplicable metal, which were looped through thin strips of wolf skin.

These seem to be some necessary magical tools in daily life, nothing worth noting.

Shan Chun stretched out his body and let go of two things he was holding on to. His eyes were full of energy and his face was filled with Buddha images.

Last night, he, Ying'er and Ling'er studied Buddhism and practiced it for a long time before falling asleep from exhaustion.

As a Buddhist, this is the basic thing to do. After all, practicing is like sailing against the current, and if you don’t make progress, you will retreat.

He exhaled a breath, put on a new set of robes from his storage bag, and consciously walked to the window to ventilate.

The mind is as calm as water, with a holy color.

Shan Chun glanced at the two women who were still sleeping soundly on the bed, and quietly walked out of the door.

As monks, we naturally have to focus on spiritual practice.

Now there is no need to go to the centralized training, Shan Chun rises into the sky as usual, and checks the randomly generated aerosols everywhere in the inner city.

The clouds are connected together. Although they are extremely far away from the earth, they do cover the sun, making the sky and earth gray.

The damp and cold air adds to the bleak atmosphere of late autumn.

Shan Chun flew around the inner city a few times, adding a little mist here and there before being sucked into the panel.

【Spirit 1】

【Power 1】

【Cultivation level 1】

……

Although adding a little aerosol of various types may not seem like much, but it is expensive because it is available every day, and it can add up to a lot.

A group of high-level monks lived in the castle-like courtyards in the inner city. Some were already practicing on the roof. They noticed Shan Chun swinging in the air and had long been used to it.

Each monk has a different hobby. They watched Shan Chun finish wandering around the inner city and fly to the outer city as usual.

Different from the silence in the inner city, the outer city has already been noisy and the whole city has come alive.

Congested crowds were rushing along the main roads as the east and west cities reopened after repairs.

The battle is out of control, but life still has to go on.

"Get up in the morning! Welcome the clouds! The market is open!"

"Dong dong...dong dong..."

A group of strong men with red trousers and big bellies, with their upper bodies exposed, roared into the sky, as if they were trying to lift the clouds.

They were sweating profusely, and a pair of drumsticks in their hands danced into a whirlwind, and they continued to hammer the big wolf-skin drum in front of them like crazy demons.

Under such a strong sign, crowds of people flocked to the two cities.

"It's so lively..."

Shan Chun sighed, looking at the scattered treasures on the roofs of the market shops, the colorful banners in front of the streets, or the various unique ebony plaques in front of the stores.

He sped up his flight speed.

The influx of people greatly increases the randomly generated aerosol points. The aerosol points obtained from the outer city are several times that of the inner city.

Touching his bald head, Shan Chun floated on the street.

A little bit of aerosol mist was sucked into the panel, and he felt particularly happy.

There are a lot of monks of all kinds on the street, and they are riding dragon horses to advance. The big city of Xiwen Temple has enough confidence to let all the monks under Nascent Soul enter.

It is precisely for this reason that the city's extremely prosperous business operations and transactions with different cities have been created.

Shan Chun wears the iconic white monk robe of the Jade Buddha Sect and flies freely in low space without being blocked by anyone.

It's good to be in your own territory, but girls with hair are better looking. They all have bald heads, which is really boring to see.

With this thought in his mind, he collected and added some aerosol while looking at the girls coming and going.

It's a pity that it's late autumn now, and he prefers the midsummer when the sun is scorching. At that time, the girls on the street are dressed in very eye-catching clothes, and just looking at them makes me feel relaxed and happy, filled with frankincense.

Shan Chun's main character is a philanthropic love for all kinds of beautiful women.

That sister over there is so dignified...

When he was distracted for a moment, he noticed several strong winds coming from all around.

But this speed is beyond his reach.

So brave!

Shan Chun's face showed a look of fear, and at a glance he saw dozens of knife marks, together with hidden weapons, coming at him.

The monks wearing various clothes jumped into the air from the back of the dragon colt and charged at Shan Chun.

Instead of being angry, he smiled and immediately used his magical powers [Wind Speed] [Wind Control Sword Technique] and [Jade Broken].

Are these pill-forming monks crazy? They dare to attack and kill me in the city!

Shan Chun didn't understand the situation for a while, so he kept flying ten times faster and easily avoided the attack of this group of people.

【Jade Broken】

With the touch of his finger, the incoming monks exploded into balls of blood from the air.

It’s not a one-shot enemy at all.

A group of wind blades gathered around Shan Chun, and two wind blades flew out at high speed.

Swish! Swish!

Just like slicing fruit, the wind knife directly grazed the incoming alchemy monk, and its limbs were separated from different parts. Large clumps of organs fell out of the neat cross-section, and the rest of the messy parts fell scattered.

As the added aerosol is quickly absorbed, messages pop up on the panel one after another.

【Cultivation level 10】

【Qi and Blood 10】

【Cultivation level 5】

【Qi and Blood 5】

……

These guys are all weaklings, what are they doing?

It’s really life-threatening.

Shan Chun shook his head, I don’t understand, I don’t understand.

It's just giving away someone's head.

His own attack speed was too fast. These pill-forming monks didn't see clearly how he attacked, so they were caught. Only two of them were far away. Seeing that something was wrong, they turned around and ran away.

There is a huge gap in strength between the two sides.

Shan Chun snorted. He had been on guard for a long time, but he was too lazy to pursue them. He wanted to leave two alive to see what was going on.

He immediately used his magical power [Eye of Silence]

[Due to the misalignment of his eyes, the casual monk (third level of elixir formation) fell silent for 50 seconds and was unable to move.]

[Due to misalignment of his eyes, the Sanxiu Tuji (two layers of elixir formation) remained silent for 60 seconds and was unable to move.]

I saw the two figures falling from the sky straight away, and all the pedestrians tried to avoid them, so they didn't get hit.

Without paying attention to the crowd watching around him, Shan Chun quickly stepped forward, picked up the two of them, stuffed them into the animal bag, and muttered: "I will save people early in the morning, I am merciful."

In my heart, I was thinking: God feels sorry for us and has sent so many aerosols.

After seeing the message on the panel clearly, his expression became even more astonished.

Are these casual cultivators crazy? How could they attack and kill me for no reason? Don’t they even want to live? Come to me to die? I’m not provoking anyone.

However, this group of low-cultivation casual cultivators still provided Shan Chun with nearly a hundred double bonus points, and both his cultivation points and health points exceeded nine hundred.

Forget it, forget it, this is a good thing, I will be promoted again soon...

It took a very short time for the commotion to end, and even some of the recent passers-by failed to notice it.
To be continued...