I practice cultivation cautiously in a strange world

Sleepless night.

The next morning, Chen Lin got up early and prepared to go to the market to buy materials, but before he could go out, there was a knock on the door.

"Fellow Daoist Chen, it's me, Zhao Zhengyuan."

What did the other party do again?

Chen Lin was a little confused, but he still walked over and opened the door.

"Do you have anything going on so early, Fellow Daoist Zhao?"

The door opened and Chen Lin greeted the other party to come in.

"Oh, don't mention it. I drank so much last night that I forgot about the real thing."

Zhao Zhengyuan shook the snow off his hat and said in a deep voice, "It's about the last time we were possessed by evil spirits."

Immediately, he squinted and sneered: "But don't worry, I, Zhao, will handle it if anything happens. There is nothing in Kaiyuan City that I, Zhao, can't handle!"

Chen Lin also squinted and sneered in return, then lowered his head and said nothing.

This thing that had always been on his mind came to mind.

The death of the original owner was not a normal death.

A month ago, the original owner and several companions went to the wilderness to collect materials. When they came back, they became confused and confused. Then they died inexplicably and were possessed by him through time.

Of course, in the eyes of outsiders, he was only ill for a few days and then recovered as before.

But the companions who went with him all died one after another, leaving only Zhao Zhengyuan in front of him.

So in fact, only the other party survived, which is why he was on guard against the other party.

As for the sideways sneer and the thin red line, he had long ignored it. Everyone in the city was the same and couldn't guard against it even if they wanted to.

Except for when the red line appeared at midnight, he did not dare to come out. At other times, he lived as a normal world.

"What, did you find anything?"

Chen Lin also wanted to know what happened that time and looked at the other party with inquiring eyes.

The change in the squinting sneer only took a moment. At this moment, Zhao Zhengyuan has returned to normal. He shook his head and said: "It's not that we have made a discovery, but that something happened to someone again. The situation is exactly the same as ours before!"

"What?"

Chen Lin was surprised.

"Someone has had an accident again. Who is it and what cultivation level is it?"

Zhao Zhengyuan's face looked a little ugly: "There are a lot of people this time, a dozen or so. The highest ones have advanced levels of Qi training, and there are also monks from the five major families."

Immediately, he squinted and sneered again: "The five major families are nothing. You can rest assured that I am here, Old Zhao!"

"So many people, including the five major families?"

Chen Lin's expression changed.

The five major families refer to the five major families with foundation-building monks in the city, and are the actual controllers of the city.

"Yes, and these people also became ill after returning from the wilderness. If they all die again, I'm afraid the two of us will be investigated."

Zhao Zhengyuan's tone was a little dull.

This is exactly what Chen Lin is worried about.

The people before them were all casual cultivators in the early stages of Qi training, and no one cared whether they died or not.

Now there are changes in the late stage of Qi training, and there are family monks. They will definitely be taken seriously, and investigation is probably inevitable.

He is not afraid of anything else. He is just afraid that the identity of the time traveler will be found out, or that he is different from the people here, and then it will be over.

Although the monks here are just a bunch of marionettes, they still behave according to normal behavior. Even if he is a little special, he is just a coolie monk at the lowest level.

"Investigate, just investigate. Isn't it okay if I don't die?"

He was worried, but Chen Lin acted nonchalantly.

Zhao Zhengyuan sighed and said: "As I say, I'm afraid that some people will use chicken feathers as arrows to deliberately make things difficult, and we will have to take out a lot of spiritual stones."

Chen Lin's face also darkened.

This is almost certain.

Normally, those managers would like to scrape off a layer of their skin. If they investigate the cause of evil, they will definitely not stop until they are drained dry.

Without the spirit stone, he would not be able to improve his cultivation level quickly, which would interfere with his escape plan.

"Then what are you going to do, get out of here?"

Chen Lin looked at the other party and asked tentatively.

If a group of people can be organized to leave together, there will be a glimmer of hope even if their cultivation is weaker.

He didn't want to stay in this weird place for a moment.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Zhengyuan shook his head repeatedly.

"Leave? Are you kidding me? The snow is so abnormal. I don't want to go out of the city to die. Besides, we didn't make any mistakes. If we run away, we will be considered problematic. Isn't that asking for death?"

Immediately, the other party's temperament changed, he squinted and sneered: "How could I, Zhao Zhengyuan, do such an act of losing a family dog!"

Chen Lin nodded helplessly.

The other party cannot feel the abnormality here, and his thinking cannot be the same as his, and the two of them cannot reach an agreement on their goals.

"Hey, let's take it one step at a time. Whether it is a blessing or a curse, we can't avoid it. In the end, we have to lose money and avoid disasters. Who let us have low cultivation and no backing!"

Chen Lin shrugged.

Zhao Zhengyuan showed an expression of deep approval.

The two discussed for a while, but couldn't think of any good solution. They could only pray that a few more people would survive this time, and it would be best if none of them died.

In that case, it means that the problem is not big, and people from the five major families will not be alarmed.

After all, their foundation-building experts are all missing, so they shouldn't have time to worry about such trivial matters now.

After Zhao Zhengyuan left.

Chen Lin sat on the stool and frowned in thought.

It's really not advisable to place your hopes on others. You must improve your cultivation quickly.

In the early stages of Qi training, he was too weak, not even as good as a more powerful warrior, and had to rely on talismans to cast spells.

When you reach the middle stage of Qi training, you can not only practice spells, but also use magic weapons. Only then can you be considered a true immortal cultivator.

Once he had the strength to protect himself, he should leave this strange city as soon as possible. He didn't want to be with a group of people who squinted and sneered every day.

I thought about it for a while.

He got up and left the room, heading straight to Fangshi in the snow.

There was a cold greeting on the street, and occasionally a few figures appeared, all in a hurry, and no strangers were allowed to enter.

Chen Lin didn't care, and soon came to Fangshi.

He came to this small shanty town in the outer city in the north, not the inner city.

Because of the abnormal heavy snow and the disappearance of the five major families during the foundation building period, the inner city has been put under martial law and it is a bit cumbersome to get in.

It is called Fangshi, but it is actually a simple small alley with some shops in it.

Before it snowed, there would be some casual cultivators setting up stalls outside, but now there was not a single soul in sight.

He arrived at the door of a shop with ease and pushed the door open.

"Hey, isn't this Great Talisman Master Chen here to sell powerful talismans again?"

When a thin middle-aged man with a pockmarked face saw Chen Lin entering the room, he immediately squinted and sneered and made fun of him.

His attitude was not very enthusiastic, and he did not even leave his body from the chair.

Chen Lin comes here almost every once in a while to sell powerful talismans, and he is very familiar with this shopkeeper.

As for the sideways sneer and the evil and arrogant behavior, he no longer paid attention to it and regarded it as a normal behavior.

Knowing the other party's bitter character, Chen Lin didn't care. He also sneered with a sideways glance, then took out the Fireball Talisman and waved it in front of the other party, "Zhang Mazi, open your little eyes and take a look. Didn't you say that I will practice martial arts all my life?" Can’t you make a first-order mid-grade talisman?”

"What, you actually succeeded!"

Seeing the fireball talisman, the other party jumped up from his chair.

He took the talisman with an expression of disbelief and observed it carefully for a while, then put it on the counter in surprise.

"It's impossible. You can actually make a fireball talisman with your rubbish talisman-drawing skills. It's so unreasonable!"

Chen Lin pretended to be furious when he heard this.

"What do you mean by rubbish techniques? My talisman-making skills have been formally inherited. How dare you call it rubbish? Do you want to accept it? If not, I will go to the Duobao Pavilion next door!"

"Hey, don't be angry. How can Duobao Pavilion be as high as the price I gave you?"

The shopkeeper forced a smile and apologized again and again.

But as soon as he turned around, he squinted at Chen Lin and sneered: "How dare a little casual cultivator threaten me? Go next door and try, and I'll beat the shit out of you!"

Chen Lin kept reminding himself that these are patients, and suppressed his anger and asked: "How many spiritual stones can you give?"

The shopkeeper didn't speak immediately, but took the talisman in his hand again and looked at it carefully.

After a while, he exclaimed: "I didn't expect that not only did you refine the fireball talisman, but its appearance was also perfect. Could it be that you are really a talisman-making genius?"

Chen Lin also knew that the talisman he had refined was perfect. After all, it was the product of Goldfinger, so he was looking forward to it.

If it is an ordinary fireball talisman, the purchase price is transparent, which is about seven or eight low-grade spiritual stones.

"Why are you so long-winded? How many spiritual stones can I give you?"

Chen Lin urged again.

The shopkeeper stopped talking in circles, thought for a moment, and stretched out a finger.

"Ten spiritual stones?"

Chen Lin frowned.

"Yes, due to the recent bad situation, the price of talismans has increased. The general purchase price of fireball talismans is around eight spiritual stones. Your talisman is in good condition and you are a regular customer. I can give you ten yuan."

The shopkeeper nodded, squinted and sneered, as if I was taking care of you.

Chen Lin was a little dissatisfied.

Ten spiritual stones are not profitable at all.

After all, now you can only rely on your natural ability to refine it, and you can only succeed once in ten times.

"Can you add more? I'm not just refining this one, there will be many more in the future?"

Chen Lin looked at the shopkeeper's pockmarked face and began to bargain.

Every extra piece is worth it, otherwise I don’t know how long it will take to save up the cost of the materials for ten pill recipes.

Hearing Chen Lin's words, Zhang Mazi, who had always been sarcastic, did not refuse directly or sarcastically.

There's drama!

Chen Lin's eyes lit up.

Looking forward to it more and more.