I run a cram school in the realm of self-cultivation

Dingjiucheng is the closest city to the First Holy Land.

The closer you are to the first holy place, the more you can see many monks who have reached the Golden Core.Even if they restrained their voices, there was a coercive pressure on them, which made people dare not approach them.

Fang He pulled Tao Lele, chose a relatively common inn and walked in.As soon as you enter, you will be greeted with spiritual energy.The aura turned into thick fog, churning in the air, pouring into the meridians of everyone present.Immediately, Fang He felt refreshed, and the exhaustion of the boats and cars eased a lot.

The inn was bustling and bustling, almost full of people as far as the eye could see.Under the guidance of the waiter, Fang He finally found a place.The location is by the window, and the view is very good. Sitting here, you can almost see the expressions on everyone's faces.

Fang He placed Tao Lele's seat beside him, and after ordering a few dishes, he listened to the discussions of the people around him.

People from all over the world gather here to exchange news from the four domains in the south, east, and north.Some newly rising geniuses and long-established Tianjiao will be compared with each other at this time.

"The latest news! Ye Jinqi, the Tianjiao of the Eastern Territory, beheaded eleven Golden Cores in a row. After protecting his token, he was heading west all the way to the First Holy Land. Let me tell you, those who can break through the pills and become babies in the First Holy Land this year , must have his name!"

A middle-aged man sitting in front of Fang He put the flagon in his hand on the table and said triumphantly.As soon as he finished speaking, the guests at the table next to him immediately waved their hands, shook their heads and sighed, "Your news is outdated."

The eyes of the people around were immediately on each other.Holding a folding fan, the other party pretended to take a sip of tea, then cleared his throat and said slowly:

"Xun Yunuo of the Western Regions has been in the Great Wilderness Swamp for three years. When he appeared recently, someone saw a huge beam of light flashing across his body, and there were about ten tokens on him."

As soon as this sentence came out, almost everyone fell silent.The whole hall fell silent for an instant, and even Fang He's eyes flashed with thought.The fight for a token is seen by everyone, which has almost isolated people with ordinary qualifications.Of the ten tokens, except for Xun Yunuo's own one, the remaining nine were all taken or killed from others.

This strength is unmatched.

Fang He's heart faintly lifted.At this moment, the waiter walked up to him and placed the dishes he just ordered one by one in front of him.Spirit tea is fragrant and refreshing after a sip.Not to mention that Lingmi is soft and glutinous, and the grains are crystal clear. When you gently pick it up, it melts in your mouth.

Fang He served Tao Lele half a bowl of rice, put it in front of him, and then started to eat by himself.As he ate, his ears pricked up, listening to the quarrels of the people around him.

Almost every domain has three, four or five geniuses who can be named, and even the deeds are shocking.During this period, Fang He even heard Yue Zhicheng's name.But no matter how long he listened, he never heard the word Shi Shuo.

Tao Lele's attention was obviously not on the rice, he was picking up the rice with his chopsticks, and after he didn't hear the name he wanted to hear, his whole head drooped, looking listless.

Fang He secretly smiled in his heart, picked up some vegetables for him, and stared at him to eat bit by bit.Shi Shuo was not mentioned, but it was within his expectation.This means that the other party has not encountered a powerful person, and has not encountered any danger.Otherwise, not to mention anything else, just one glance at the ultimate sword energy in his hand will be unforgettable for a lifetime.

After eating, they walked out of the inn and headed towards the shops on the street.

Perhaps because of the First Holy Land, the commercial trade of Dingjiu City has developed particularly well.Things from almost every major domain will be gathered here for people to exchange.

It's just that the shops on both sides of the street are inherent in Dingjiucheng. They support the passing monks to come in and sell things. Of course, they will buy them at a low price and sell them at a high price.The price difference between them is often staggering.It's just that many monks have no choice but to compromise in consideration of safety issues.

Fang He took Tao Lele into an utensil shop and sold the ordinary utensils made on Tao Lele Road. The price was not very high, almost one piece of Lingshi.Tao Lele didn't care, he sold more than a dozen in one go, and finally held more than a dozen spirit stones and smiled sweetly.

He snapped his fingers and showed off to Fang He: "Teacher, I can earn spirit stones too! The materials for those utensils cost me less than half a spirit stone, yet I have earned so much!"

When other blacksmiths heard this sentence, they would probably vomit blood and feel extremely depressed.You must know that there is indeed an exciting price difference in the industry of blacksmiths, but generally the lower the level of blacksmiths, the poorer they will be!Because, they need to repeatedly simulate the best fusion time of a material, and constantly calculate the precise value inside.Often the higher the level, the more astonishing the wealth consumed.Therefore, behind every senior blacksmith, there is often a huge force behind them, which can support them to consume materials.

But Tao Lele is different.After memorizing the most accurate material values ​​in the encyclopedia, he repeated experiments every day in the laboratory constructed by Huangliang Yimeng, verifying it by himself.Now ordinary materials are handed over to Tao Lele, and the loss rate has reached extremely low.That's why, Tao Lele felt that blacksmiths made money!

Fang He patted Tao Lele's head, and took him to the inn to settle him down.Thinking about it and worrying about it, Huangliang Yimeng was arranged in this inn and a maze was built.In this way, Tao Lele is safe for at least four to ten minutes.

After carefully instructing Tao Lele, Fang He got up and left, walking towards the back of the shop.There is an alley there, in a secluded place in the wilderness, it is usually clear and cold, only when the First Holy Land is opened, it is bustling with people.

This is a place for monks to trade privately.Many monks traveling from north to south are dissatisfied with the low price of the store, so they will come here to set up stalls, waiting for people in need to come to their door, and sell them at a price that they think is suitable.But the transactions here are not under the management of Ninetowns, so there are often murders and treasures.

Good and bad are mixed together, which is why Fang He didn't bring Tao Lele.

He walked all the way forward, looking at the things on the stall.He can recognize most of the things, most of which are common in various domains.However, due to the long distance between the southeast and the northwest, the final prices are also different.

After visiting such a street, Fang He can mostly read the things in the four domains and have a comprehensive understanding.He slowed down his pace, and finally walked to a small stall with forging tools at the end of the alley to pick out.

Tao Lele's materials have been used up, and after the foundation is almost polished, it is time to consider the matter of cultivation.

The first step in a blacksmith's training is to forge a spiritual weapon, and a spiritual weapon requires higher-level materials.It also means more expensive prices!

Fang He definitely couldn't afford this material in the shops along the street in Dingjiu City.That pile of materials probably would have wiped out Fang He's foundation, so he thought about coming here to buy.Fang He looked down at the price of the material, it was much cheaper than the one in the shop.He carefully selected them one by one, not many each time, but the variety was quite complete.

The owner of the stall is a young-looking monk, who looks very kind.After a cursory glance, he knew that Fang He knew this business.He said casually: "Brother, you don't have enough materials. Forging it for the first time, the failure rate will be very high. Otherwise, buy some more."

Fang He shook his head, and said that was enough.For Tao Lele of his family, this is probably enough for him to earn several times the price, and he is probably happy.After buying the materials and paying the money, Fang He got up and walked back.

What he didn't know was that after he left, the owner of the small stall pouted, collected the things on the stall, and put some other things on it.The number is not large, but it quickly attracts everyone's attention.

The things placed on it are full of precious brilliance, and they look like extraordinary-grade equipment, and most of them are offensive weapons.At this special moment, it immediately attracts the attention of others.

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Fang He didn't know about all this.When he returned to the room, he saw Tao Lele sitting on the bed, obediently reading a book, and blinking at Fang He when he came back.When Fang He saw it, he couldn't help feeling amused in his heart. He put the materials in front of Tao Lele and said:

"We are going to start class." Today, it happened to be the weekly class.

Tao Lele nodded, put the book aside and sat down obediently.Even if it was that kind of Eight Immortals table, he could treat it as a classroom in a serious manner.

Fang He nodded, and with a light turn of his hand, the scene in front of him was completely transformed into a refining room.

The hot flames were billowing and burning, and the air was boiling as a result.Because of Fang He's spiritual power, he was quite used to it.But Tao Lele was different, there was very little aura in his body, and after only staying in it for a while, he was already extremely hot, his forehead was covered with sweat, and even the clothes he was wearing were already wet with sweat .

Tao Lele was used to this, he walked up to Fang He with small steps, looked down and exclaimed "Wow".His small eyes were wide open, and a happy smile appeared on his face.

Fang He cheered him up with a smile and said encouragingly, "Don't be afraid, it's fine."

This time is Tao Lele's first step in forging the spirit weapon.Legend has it that when a forger forges a spiritual tool, his mind will be completely unified on the tool he is forging in his hand. When the tool is formed, the aura in the air will run along the tool at a high speed. Coupled with the blessing of exercises, the aura will flow along the tool The meridians that flow into the forger flow into the dantian, forming the first step of Qi accumulation.

In this way, the upgrade can be completed by exercising a few more times.

Tao Lele didn't have any exercises, only a few encyclopedias she read in cram school.He didn't know if he would succeed, but under Fang He's gaze, he still mustered up his courage and walked towards the forging platform.

He took the small hammer on top and tapped the material lightly for the first time.

"Boom!"

With a hammer down, the sky suddenly darkened.