A small casual cultivator!

"That's right, the devil."

Then he remembered what the young man said, and quickly jumped ashore, slashed out a flaming sword, and set the boat on fire.

In order to prevent the smell from sticking to his body, he washed himself carefully in the river and finally changed into new clothes.

……

Ten days later, the weather was fine and the weather was nice.

A young man was walking on the ancient road, looking exhausted. He looked at the figures flying in the sky from time to time and exclaimed with envy, "Wow, there are so many masters of the fourth level of Qi Refining."

He went ashore two days ago. Taiyuan City is still quite far from Lijiang. He wanted to find a farmer to buy a donkey or a horse, or if that didn't work, a cow would also do for transportation.

However, I found that the closer I got to Taiyuan City, the fewer traces of mortals I saw, so I had to use my legs.

However, when he reached the corner of a cliff and saw the scenery in front of him, he was stunned!

Before his eyes, a city with no visible border appeared! The ancient and tall city tower was like a giant python, winding and circling. He also saw that the immortal cultivators from all sides turned into streams of light and fell outside the city. The scene was very spectacular.

"Is this... is this Taiyuan City?"

Lu Luan's tone was a little numb. Although he had imagined the appearance of Taiyuan City countless times in his mind, he was still overwhelmed by its majestic aura when he saw it in person.

"It's worthy of being the gathering place for immortal cultivators. A city like this cannot be built by mortals even if they mobilize millions of workers for decades." Lu Luan said stupidly.

At this moment, he truly broadened his horizons. Compared with it, cities like Fengcheng and other miscellaneous cities were just piles of mud.

With anticipation and excitement, he walked quickly towards the city.

Half an hour later, he finally arrived under the city wall.

Only then did he once again experience what grandeur was. He couldn't see clearly from a distance and felt it was unreal. Now, standing in front of this city wall that was nearly ten meters high, he felt what majestic was and how insignificant he was.

"Hillbilly."

Seeing his dazed look, a passerby said something with contempt.

Lu Luan rubbed his head and smiled at him.

After regaining his composure, he walked towards the city gate.

"stop."

Just as he was about to enter the city, a silver-armored soldier guarding the city gate stopped him with a gun.

This man had a strong aura. Lu Luan quickly raised his hand, looked at him suspiciously, and asked, "Senior, what's wrong?"

"Entrance fee."

The soldier held out his hand to him.

"Entrance fee?" Lu Luan was puzzled. Why did he have to pay to enter the city? However, he did not dare to say anything more, so he asked, "Senior, how much do I need to pay? This is my first time here, so I don't know."

"Is it your first time here? No wonder, everyone else knows the rules except you. You need to pay ten Essence Pills each time you enter." The soldier said slowly.

"Ten!"

Lu Luan looked at him in disbelief.

The soldier was not surprised and replied, "No fighting is allowed in the city. This is the protection fee. Since you are weak, we get less. Those with high cultivation levels get more than a hundred coins each time they enter."

"I see." Hearing that fighting was forbidden made his eyes light up. Although he felt distressed, he also expressed his understanding. He took out a small bottle and handed it over, saying, "Senior, please order some."

But he put it aside without even looking at it, and said, "Go in quickly." Perhaps because he was young and alone, he kindly said:

"Your cultivation is weak, so try not to go to the center and don't offend those masters. Although there are rules in the city, sometimes they just turn a blind eye."

"Thank you for telling me, senior!"

After hearing this, Lu Luan immediately bowed to him respectfully, but not every stranger would remind him like this.

Then he went into the city.

"So many masters!"

Standing on the busy street, Lu Luan looked around and saw people practicing martial arts and cultivating immortals. He also found that there were many cultivators whose cultivation level he could not understand, and he was immediately dumbfounded.

In small places, he is considered a genius wherever he goes, and his talent is even better than that of Wang Zheng. But here, he can see some teenagers who are not much older than him and have the same level of Qi Refining cultivation.

However, they were dressed gorgeously, and they should be from some immortal cultivation families. I think they had no shortage of resources for cultivation.

After looking around for a while, he sighed and said, "Senior is right. There are people with such cultivation in the outskirts of Taiyuan City. How many more people are there in the depths? I'd better stay in the surrounding areas."

He kept the soldier's teachings in mind. Although he really wanted to go to the central area to see its prosperity, considering his own cultivation level, he decided to go later.

"Fellow Daoist, this is your first time in Taiyuan City, right?"

A young man about his age who was squatting at the city gate saw the strange look in his eyes, so he walked over to him and asked with a smile.

"What are you going to do?"

Lu Luan immediately looked at him warily.

However, he felt relieved when he saw that he was only at the second level of Qi Refining.

A long rolled-up paper appeared in the young man's hand, and he said, "Fellow Daoist, this is a record of the various city rules and some power relationships. If this is your first time here, I suggest you buy one and read it so that you can understand the rules. Otherwise, you might get into trouble if you act rashly."

"So this is what you're selling," Lu Luan understood, and asked, "How do you sell it?"

"Half a tael of silver per piece." said the young man.

Although it is an immortal city, most of the people in its outskirts are immortal cultivators in the low-level Qi Refining stage and martial artists with deep internal strength. They usually go to the mortal city to deal with people, so silver is also circulating.

In fact, it’s not that these martial artists with good strength have never tried to practice the magic skills, but they have not been able to enter the Qi Refining Stage for more than ten years, which means that they have no talent and might as well practice martial arts.

"Give me one." Lu Luan handed over the silver.

"Give."

On the way, Lu Luan walked slowly while browsing. He had just arrived and really needed this thing. The boy's paper scroll was also very comprehensive. After reading it once, he had a certain understanding of Taiyuan City.

"How about I sell this here after the spiritual herbs are used up? One and a half taels each. If I can sell twenty a day, wouldn't I get half a Essence Pill?"

Looking at the thing in his hand, Lu Luan slowly began to think. Half a Essence Pill a day was already very good.

He looked at the storage bag and said, "The most urgent thing is to quickly exchange them for Essence Pills."

As he walked, he saw a place where medicinal herbs were stored. After hesitating for a while, he went in.

However, due to his cultivation level, the people inside ignored him, so he went to a clerk who was just hanging out and asked, "Fellow Daoist, I have a few spiritual herbs here. Let me know how much they are worth."

The clerk looked at him with contempt and said impatiently, "Take it out and let me see it."

Lu Luan nodded, and with a flick of his finger, more than ten herbs appeared on the counter.

He was afraid of being noticed, so he didn't dare reveal too much, so he only took out this little.

The clerk glanced at it and said, "Is that all?"

"Ah."

"They are all very common low-grade medicinal materials. How about sixteen Essence Pills?" the clerk said casually.

"Only sixteen pieces?" Lu Luan frowned. He had estimated that these dozen spiritual herbs were worth at least twenty pieces.

This shop that collects medicinal materials is a second-hand dealer, and naturally it makes some profit by selling them to the next buyer.

Lu Luan asked, "Fellow Daoist, aren't sixteen too few? Can you add a few more?"

Naturally, he was very reluctant to make so much money for nothing.

The clerk laughed disdainfully and said, "Sir, if you think it's too little, please turn right and walk for half a quarter of an hour. You can set up a stall there."

"Humph!"

Hearing his arrogant tone, Lu Luan became angry and put away the spiritual herbs with a wave of his hand, saying, "Forget it."

After saying that, he turned around and walked out. Since he had the spiritual herbs with him, he was not afraid of not being able to sell them.

"You ignorant boy, which of our orders doesn't involve hundreds of Essence Pills? Do you think you are so great just by taking a few pieces of grass?"

When he went out, he could still faintly hear the man's mocking voice.

Lu Luan just clenched his fist and ignored him. Indeed, this is a big store, and they do big business.

Next, Lu Luan went to other places, but was disappointed. Although some places offered higher prices, they were not cost-effective.

Walking on the street, Lu Luan touched his chin, thought for a while, and said to himself: "How about I go and set up a street stall?"

"Yes, I'll just set up a street stall! It's just a little troublesome, but I won't suffer any loss. Besides, when I sell, if someone comes, I'll sell, if no one comes, I'll practice, it won't affect anything. If I sell to a pharmacy, I'll at least get a hundred less Essence Pills."

As he thought about it, his eyes gradually brightened. After all, as long as the price was right, there would be no problem selling spiritual herbs.

Although his spiritual herbs are of low grade, they can be sold to those at the first or second level of Qi Refining.

After making up his mind, he began to ask around where there were more people.

“Right here.”

A quarter of an hour later, Lu Luan arrived at a corner outside Taiyuan City.

Looking at the scene in front of him, he smiled. Although this place gave him a feeling of chaos and the various buildings were a bit old, fortunately there were many people on the streets, which was most suitable for setting up stalls.

In fact, the people who were active in these places were rather poor, but Lu Luan didn't care. After all, the quality of the spiritual medicine he had was very ordinary, and people with higher cultivation would not even look down on it.

"Look at the spiritual herbs I picked in the Demon Valley, take a look."

"Selling Rock Snake Leather Armor at a low price..."

As Lu Luan walked among them, he could see many people who shared the same idea as him soliciting business in the vacant corners of the street.

After walking for a while, he found a suitable location and started setting up the stall.