Travel through time to cultivate immortality, and make money by farming after binding the system

Practice over and over again, from unfamiliar to proficient.

Only stop when your body is exhausted.

She sighed, regretting that her cultivation level was too low. She could only throw three punches at most at the first level of Qi training.

Strictly speaking, he can only throw two punches. If he throws a third punch, the spiritual power in his body can only support one punch and it will be exhausted.

The spiritual power will be doubled with each additional punch, so the spiritual power used in the third punch is a multiple of the previous two punches combined.

I wiped the sweat off my forehead and face with a cotton towel and rested for a while before starting to make dinner.

In the first half of the night, I practiced mental techniques and absorbed spiritual energy to replenish the depleted air sea.

When the sea of ​​​​qi is full and the mental state reaches the optimal time, you can enter the world of paintings to learn boxing.

This time Yun Shuiyue practiced for an hour, and then slept until ninety o'clock the next day.

I made a simple breakfast and went out to the street after eating.

He asked a passerby for the address of Lu Mansion and went directly to Lu Mansion.

The Lu Mansion is located in the wealthy area in the north of Mingyue Town. The Lu Mansion is a second-rate family in Mingyue Town and is also somewhat famous.

After walking five or six streets with twists and turns, we arrived at the wealthy area.

The houses in these streets all occupy an area of ​​more than ten acres, and the larger ones cover an area of ​​twenty or thirty acres.

Most of the roofs of these houses are made of gold-plated glazed tiles. These glazed tiles are bright, colorful and very beautiful. The key is that they are very hard and can withstand falls.

It's so hard that you can't break it without hitting it hard with a hammer or other tools.

There are two-story houses, some three-story houses, and some only one-story houses. There are pavilions, pavilions, carved railings, jade paintings, carved beams and magnificent buildings.

There is pride everywhere.

Every household is ten meters apart, and no one is in the way of anyone.

Yun Shuiyue found Lu Mansion at the back of the second street in the wealthy district.

Lu Mansion is a two-story house. The size of the house is neither outstanding nor lagging behind in this area.

Instead of going through the front door, she went around to the back door and knocked.

After a few breaths, the door opened, and a round-faced boy in his twenties wearing a khaki servant uniform came out.

Seeing an unfamiliar little girl, the boy looked at Yun Shuiyue without any trace and asked in confusion: "Excuse me, what can I do?"

The boy's attitude was calm and his eyes were calm, and he didn't look down on people like he did on TV.

Yun Shuiyue smiled lightly and said: "I'm looking for Manager Jiang, please let me know."

"Oh!" The boy raised his eyebrows and stared at her in surprise. He thought she was here to find work, but he didn't expect that she was looking for Manager Jiang.

"Steward Jiang is in charge of all purchasing matters in the outer courtyard. He has no free time on weekdays. Why did the girl come to Steward Jiang?"

Yun Shuiyue nodded clearly and said: "I'm here to sell the firewood from the Red Flame Tree. Manager Jiang said before that if the firewood from the Red Flame Tree is available, it can be sold to your house."

As long as the firewood can be sold, it doesn't matter who it is, and Manager Jiang doesn't have to come in person.

The boy never expected that Yun Shuiyue was here to sell the Red Flame Tree.

The pair of slender little eyes suddenly widened a bit, and the plain eyes were full of shock. The calm face now had a hint of humility and flattery: "Please ask the girl to come into the room and wait a moment, and I will go and invite Jiang." Take care of things.”

After politely inviting Yun Shuiyue into the backyard, he didn't forget to close the door, and hurriedly trotted away to invite someone.

Can you be an ordinary person if you can get the Red Flame Tree?

Even if he is an ordinary person, he is an ordinary person with a background. He is just an ordinary little janitor, and he cannot afford the crime.

Yun Shuiyue was a little surprised by the boy's reaction. He still had to ask Manager Jiang for such a trivial matter.

Just selling firewood!

If it is ordinary firewood, it only costs ten or twenty copper coins. Even if the quantity is large, it only costs one or two silver coins. The boy can still decide to collect it.

But this spiritual plant, the Red Flame Tree, is basically calculated in gold coins, and he does not have such great power to make the decision.

Besides, Yun Shuiyue's identity was beyond his reach.

Not long after, Manager Jiang ran out with the boy.

Manager Jiang's kind face smiled like a chrysanthemum, and he said apologetically: "It's Jiang's fault for keeping the girl waiting for so long. I hope she doesn't blame her."

"Manager Jiang is so polite. Will your mansion still accept firewood from the Red Flame Tree?" Yun Shuiyue asked directly without too many polite words.

"Collect it, collect it." Manager Jiang saw that there was no firewood on Yun Shuiyue's back and there was no firewood on the ground.

An Lin asked if she was just here to confirm whether he would accept the Red Flame Tree.

Manager Jiang was not dissatisfied because there might be an immortal behind Yun Shuiyue, and there was no need for him to offend a being he couldn't afford to offend for a trivial matter.

Just keep it, Yun Shuiyue secretly breathed a sigh of relief, otherwise she would have gone to other places to sell it.

With a wave of his thin little hand, which was as thin as a chicken's claw, a large pile of bundled red firewood was piled neatly in the corner. After thinking about it, he also put out most of the branches bundled into small handfuls.

There were too many branches for her to use, so she might as well sell them all.

Seeing the firewood appearing out of thin air in the corner, Manager Jiang and the boy were shocked. They stared blankly at Yun Shuiyue without moving. They never thought that she was an immortal.

Only immortals can do this who can have storage space and still use it.

Ordinary people have no mental power, so even if there is storage space, they can only stare at it and cannot use it.

Moreover, storage space is very rare, and those who can have it usually have strong backgrounds.

Yun Shuiyue stared at the large pile of firewood with satisfaction, thinking to herself that it could be sold for more than ten gold coins!

With a smile on his face, he asked, "Manager Jiang, please see how many gold coins these can fetch."

Happy to earn so many gold coins at once!

Seeing that Manager Jiang didn't answer for a long time, she turned around in confusion and saw that he was staring at her with a complicated look on her face, so she raised her voice and shouted again.

"Manager Jiang~!"

"Uh~!" Manager Jiang was brought back to his senses by the clear and loud voice.

He bent down at ninety degrees and said respectfully: "Young man is here."

This attitude can be described as a 180-degree turn.

Turning his eyes slightly, he thought about it and realized what was going on.

The fear and respect that ordinary people in this world have for monks is engraved in their bones.

She lowered her head and glanced at the storage ring, feeling a little helpless. This was not something she could change with just a few words.

It's okay for the royal family and the noble family, but the lower the status, the more fearful they are.

"Manager Jiang, how many gold coins can this firewood be sold for?"

Manager Jiang cautiously raised his head and glanced at her, then quickly lowered his head and said in a trembling voice: "Master Immortal, this... young one, go and ask the mistress to come."

He knew that his status was low and he was not worthy to negotiate with the immortal, so he took the initiative to find the mistress of the house. Otherwise, if the immortal mistakenly thought that he was deliberately looking down on her and humiliating her, his life would be in danger.

Yun Shuiyue felt a little uncomfortable and said sarcastically: "I'm not an immortal master, just a monk."

She was just a novice at the first level of Qi training, just a little better than ordinary people. The title of Immortal Master made her blush.

Manager Jiang pretended not to hear and did not answer.

The immortal master can be humble, but he cannot take it seriously.

cough!

"I'm just here to sell firewood, so there's no need to trouble Madam about any small things."

"this...!"

Manager Jiang looked embarrassed. He was afraid that if he gave less, he would offend the immortal, but if he gave too much, he couldn't make the decision.