Zhang Shiping took out a low-grade spiritual stone from the money bag in his arms and threw it into the hands of the green-faced old man. The green-faced old man took it with his right hand, quickly put it into his arms, patted it several times, and said with a smile on his face in the blink of an eye.

: "I have a lot of good stuff in this stall. Let's take a look at it and I'll give you a discount on whatever you like."

The green-faced old man quickly picked up two black stones from his stall, "Look at this black stone, it's the best..."

A piece of spiritual stone was lost in vain. Zhang Shiping was not in the mood to stay here longer with this profiteer. He said something to Lei Mo and turned around to leave. The young man picked up the broken bronze lamp from the ground and caught up with Zhang Shiping.

"Brother Zhang, thank you for helping me out. I will return this spiritual stone to you." Lei Mo held two bronze lamp blocks in one hand and took out a fiery red spiritual stone from his arms with the other hand and handed it to Zhang Shiping.

"No."

Zhang Shiping did not take the spirit stone. He took the two bronze lamp fragments from Lei Mo's hand and said, "Just give me this lamp." The bronze lamp is not big, and the cracked lampstand is slightly larger than a normal teacup, and the overall bottom is

It is about the size of the palm of your hand and about twenty centimeters high.

He put the bronze lamp into his arms in front of Remo, he couldn't just throw it away.

Zhang Shiping and Lei Mo walked half a street, and when they passed a six-door, four-story store, Lei Mo and Zhang Shiping separated. His sister was in the shop, and when Lei Mo said that this was his family's property, Zhang Shiping felt in his heart

envious.

The Zhang family only has one small shop in Shengxian Town, and its business is average, far inferior to that of Shangbaolou. This small shop is managed by a senior in the family who is on the eighth level of qi training, and is used to collect some goods collected by casual cultivators.

Herbal medicines or things like the bones, scales, armor, flesh and blood of hunted monsters. We sell low-level talismans and magic tools commonly used by Qi practicing monks. We also sell some jade slips of martial arts. Buy low and sell high. After removing the cost in one year, you can

Bringing an income of four to five hundred spirit stones to the family.

The Zhang family has shops in several places in Baimang Mountain, such as Shengxian Town, towns and cities where cultivators gather. There are not many. He knows of six shops. As for whether there are still more, Zhang Shiping doesn't know much.

. Low-level monks of the Zhang family will not let them be distracted by some mundane things when they are twenty years old or above. Although the family is not big, it is still harmonious. Occasionally, it is normal for some clan members to have thoughts in their hearts. Zhang Shiping is still thinking

What if I could practice in Baiyuan Mountain?

Some of the immortal cultivating families in Baimang Mountain began to fall into decline because of internal discord within the family, leading to division. However, there are also some families that became more powerful than before after the separation. There are two ancient Jindan families in Baimang Mountain, because it turned out that

A foundation-building monk from the Gu family was dissatisfied with the ancestor of the Golden Pill, so he left home and worked for decades. In the end, he became a Golden Pill monk, established his own family, broke bones and connected tendons. This practice is actually passed down.

It is very common among long-established families.

The Zhang family has two or three big cats and kittens, so there is no need to think about this kind of thing.

…

After separating from Lei Mo, Zhang Shiping opened a few more shops. He practiced the talismans in the Hundred Arts of Immortality. He was very talented in this area. With the fourth level of Qi training, he could already make seven or eight kinds of first-level talismans.

He was already very proficient in the first-level low-level talismans including the light body talisman, the bright-eye talisman, the powerful talisman, and the divine movement talisman. However, due to insufficient cultivation, he made the first-level middle-level talisman, fireball talisman, and diamond talisman.

The success rate of these three methods is not very high.

Making talismans does not happen out of thin air. To make talismans, a monk must first master this spell. The way of talismans is to use runes to connect the aura of heaven and earth, and then seal the spells into the talisman paper.

Low-level monks cannot learn high-level spells, and of course they cannot make high-level talismans.

Suddenly, Zhang Shiping felt a sense of heat in his arms. He took it out and saw that it was a transmission talisman. The blue-green transmission talisman had a red light flashing very weakly. It turned out that the temperature of the cold jade had increased, almost like warm water.

It seems that Senior Chen from the Jiaozuo Sect has arrived in Shengxian Town. This transmission talisman is very different from the ordinary transmission talisman. It is a mother-and-son transmission talisman, which can sense each other within thirty miles. I heard that there is also a thousand-mile transmission talisman.

Able to communicate with each other within thousands of miles.

Zhang Shiping's spiritual consciousness came into contact with the transmission talisman, and the other party's message came from it, asking him to go to the Jiaozuo Sect's garrisoned mansion in Shengxian Town to find him. The garrisoned mansion is easy to find, not far from the place where the high platform is built in the town, and the mansion occupies

The land is the largest and very conspicuous.

When the senior invited him, Zhang Shiping naturally hurried over. Senior Chen has been his father's friend for many years. Now that he has successfully established the foundation, his status is naturally different from that of the monks in the Qi training period.

Zhang Shiping walked quickly and came to a vermilion gate. Outside the door stood two young men in black clothes. They had strong auras and were more advanced than Zhang Shiping. They were at the sixth level of Qi training.

Zhang Shiping thought that when he passed by in the morning, these two people were not there yet, and there was only an old, white-haired concierge. Judging from the energy of these two people, they should be disciples of the Jiaozuo Sect. Zhang Shiping stepped forward and took out a letter to announce his home address, saying

They were going to visit Senior Chen. As soon as the two men heard that they were from the Zhang family of Baiyuan Mountain and that they were still teenagers, they summoned the concierge and took Zhang Shiping into the mansion.

Uncle Chen had already given instructions to them just now. When Zhang Shiping entered, the person standing on the right said, "Here comes another person who wants to make connections."

"Be careful, junior brother." The disciple on the left said one sentence and didn't answer any more. This man has always been like this. The disciple on the right was also used to it, so he didn't say anything else.

Every time there are many people coming to the Ascended Immortal Association to establish relationships with the sect’s seniors, they are basically people who are related to the sect’s foundation-building monks. If the conditions are similar, the sect doesn’t care about having one more outer sect disciple, but this Ascendant

Don’t think about the rewards of elixirs and magic weapons from the Immortal Society.

Under the guidance of the old concierge, Zhang Shiping entered the mansion, walked around the screen wall, and walked through a winding pebble path with bushes of flowers and grass on both sides. After walking through the path, he went to the hall to wait. Zhang Shiping waited for half a cup of tea before looking.

A friend whom my father calls a good friend.

The person who came was a middle-aged man in his forties, wearing a moon-white robe, with a bun on his head, held in place with a wooden hairpin. He came in, looked at Zhang Shiping and said with a smile: "Sure enough, Tong'an and I were five years old when we were young.

Split image."

"Junior Zhang Shiping pays homage to Senior Chen." When Zhang Shiping saw someone coming, he immediately stood up to pay homage. Firstly, because the person coming was his father's friend, and secondly, he was a Foundation Establishment monk. He paid homage to the person with the etiquette between monks.

"Your father and I are sworn brothers. I can still bear to be called uncle, but there is no need for nephew to be so outspoken." Chen Wenguang, who was sitting at the top, looked at Zhang Shiping and said.

Zhang Shiping followed the words and called his uncle, and gave him the letter his father gave him. He read it for a while, chatted with Zhang Shiping for a few more words, and arranged for him to stay in the mansion. As for the room in the inn, he sent an entourage to tell him.

That’s it.

Chen Wenguang didn't say anything to guarantee that Zhang Shiping would be allowed to enter the Jiaozuo Sect, he just asked him to settle down with peace of mind.
Chapter completed!