Living in the world of cultivation

Although Su Fan was tempted, he finally gave up the idea.

He believed that Liu He was really grateful to him, and this kid was also very kind.

Perhaps because he was used to being a nobody in the sect, and coupled with the alienation of his fellow brothers, Liu He did not show the sense of superiority of other disciples in the sect.

But Liu He said so much, but he did not leave his father.

He was a heartless person, but his father was not. Even if he was a little white flower, he would become a veteran after decades of hanging around in the outer sect.

Why do you ask others to help you? This doesn't sound reliable.

Let's go to Cangjiu City to see the situation first, and try to find a way to return to Yongzhou.

"Brother, why are you staying here?"

Su Fan was almost amused by your Yinluo Sect.

"I want to go to Cangjiu City, but now the Yinluo Sect is investigating cults in various parts of Zhao State. How dare I, a casual cultivator, go around."

When Liu He heard this, he was immediately excited.

"You want to go to Cangjiu City, great. I just want to go back these days. You can go with me. We can be companions."

Su Fan glanced at Liu He and thought that this was also a solution.

"You can take me with you. There won't be any trouble, will there?"

Liu He was afraid that Su Fan would not believe him, so he patted his chest and promised.

"What's the trouble? I am an inner disciple now. Who dares to stop me?"

After Liu He left, Su Fan picked up the "Ancient Demonic Talisman Scripture" and started reading it.

This ancient book was obviously from a regular sect and was a talisman scripture for inheritance.

It records six kinds of medium-grade magic talismans, namely the bone talisman, the soul-binding talisman, the bloodthirsty talisman, the blood demon talisman, the evil ghost talisman, and the Xuanyin arrow talisman.

There are also four kinds of high-grade magic talismans, namely the decay black flame talisman, the netherworld poisonous fire talisman, the nine netherworld magic flame talisman, and the bloody divine light talisman.

The most precious in this ancient book are these four high-grade magic talismans.

The power of each talisman should not be underestimated. It is very sinister and vicious, making it hard to guard against.

Unfortunately, these four talismans are very difficult to make. It is not enough to rely on talisman ink and talisman skin alone. A lot of auxiliary materials are also needed, and the materials are very difficult to find.

There is no rush for this, just look for it slowly.

This ancient book should have been passed down for a long time. After all, all kinds of natural treasures were everywhere in the past.

At least no demon sect will use such precious materials to make talismans now.

The six medium-grade talismans are also good. If you can master them, at least you will have the foundation for survival in Cangjiu City.

A few days later, Su Fan and Liu He left Tuoshanfang.

This place is thousands of miles away from Cangjiu City, but for cultivators, it only takes a few days to control the magic weapon.

The Cangjiu Mountains stretch for tens of thousands of miles, with high mountains and deep forests, surrounded by clouds and mist, and a large number of spiritual veins hidden underground.

Especially in several dangerous places, poisonous insects and monsters are everywhere, and there are also various extremely precious exotic flowers and plants.

Su Fan and Liu He drove the magic weapon all the way north.

A few days later, the two finally arrived at the Cangjiu Mountains, and Liu He pointed to the distance.

"Brother, that's Cangjiu City."

Su Fan looked in the direction of his finger and could vaguely see the outline of a city, where the clouds and mist were lingering, and the majestic city was hidden from time to time.

It was really an extremely magnificent city of cultivation.

Liu He pointed to the endless giant peaks in the distance.

"The mountain gate of our Yinluo Sect is right there..."

Su Fan looked at the majestic and strange mountains and peaks with a face full of longing, standing in the clouds. From a distance, it looked like it was floating on the clouds.

This is the holy land of the immortals.

Unlike Heixuan City, Cangjiu City was built on a giant peak, and thousands of palaces were stacked up with the mountain.

The further you go, the more frequent the monks are, and the magic tools are flying in the air, and the whistling sounds are coming and going, which is extremely lively.

There are also various flying boats, shuttling back and forth in the air, constantly entering and exiting various airports in the mountain city.

Su Fan and Liu He landed on a square outside the city, and followed the crowd to a road, walking towards the gate of Cangjiu City.

When they entered the city, Su Fan intuitively felt a strong spiritual energy coming towards him.

Even if he used a small spirit gathering array in Tuoshanfang, he could not condense such a strong spiritual energy.

The roads in Cangjiu City are also well connected, with tall buildings one after another, and the streets are extremely lively.

"Brother, I will help you settle down first, and the place is ready."

Su Fan subconsciously wanted to refuse, but after thinking about it, he agreed to stay for one night and go out to find a house tomorrow.

Cultivators are not allowed to fly in the city, but there are various bone boats for people to ride, and the price is not expensive, ranging from dozens of magic coins each time.

These bone boats are no different from taxis in the previous life, and they are also a livelihood for casual cultivators in the city.

Liu He led Su Fan to ride a bone boat and came to the outside of a house.

The house is not big, with only a small courtyard and three main rooms. It was an estate purchased by Liu He's father.

Su Fan knew that owning such a courtyard in Cangjiu City, where every inch of land is worth a lot of money, was worth a lot of old spirit stones.

Liu He wanted to invite Su Fan to dinner in the evening, but he declined.

Su Fan walked around the city alone, asking about house rental information and the prices of various cultivation houses in the shops.

Su Fan didn't return to the small courtyard until it was completely dark.

After walking around for a day, he felt that it was not easy to live in Cangjiu City.

The prices here are high, and a bowl of spirit noodles costs dozens of money.

Houses are even more expensive, let alone buying a house, he can't afford it at all.

Su Fan's 18,000 spirit stones were good enough to buy a place as big as a toilet.

Even in the lower city where the spiritual energy was the thinnest, renting a cramped and narrow room would cost dozens of spirit stones every month.

There were many independent cultivators in the city, and it was common to see dozens of people squeezed into one room.

There were also independent stalls in the city, divided into the East Market and the West Market, and the stall fee alone cost five spirit stones every day.

Not only that, the prices in the shops in the city were even more outrageous, and the prices of elixirs and talismans were extremely expensive.

Any low-grade magic weapon was more than twice as expensive as Tuoshanfang.

Cangjiu City was indeed extremely prosperous, but it was much more difficult to survive here than to be a migrant worker in Beijing.

Su Fan felt that he had chosen the wrong place, and this place was not suitable for him at all.

The next day, Liu He came just after Su Fan got up.

This time he was not alone, and was followed by a bloated old man who looked to be in his fifties and had the eighth level of Qi training.

He has an ordinary face, a mustache, and a navy blue robe with a precious fabric, which makes him look very impressive.

When the other party saw Su Fan, he hurriedly stepped forward and bowed.

"Thank you, fellow Taoist, for saving my son's life..."

Su Fan bowed in return and said with a smile: "It was just a matter of convenience. Senior, I am so embarrassed."

After entering the house, the old man chatted with Su Fan for some polite words and kept thanking Su Fan.

This old man is Liu He's father, named Liu Quan. Because he has no hope of breaking through, he is now working for the sect in Cangjiu City.

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