A small casual cultivator!

"what……"

After a scream, he flew into the air and landed several feet away, with blood flowing involuntarily from the corner of his mouth.

pain!

Severe pain attacked his whole body. After he stood up while holding his chest, he smelled a foul smell.

Looking up, he was so scared that he immediately collapsed to the ground. A giant tiger, more than half a meter tall, was showing its bloody mouth to him.

"Who are you, a casual cultivator? How dare you block my way! You're lucky I didn't hit you to death." A domineering voice came from the tiger's back. The young man looked at him with contempt, cursed a few times, and then rode away on the tiger.

Judging from the direction, he should be rushing to meet the fairy from Zhengyang Gate.

"asshole!"

Lu Luan cursed in his heart and watched him leave with anger in his eyes.

However, it was obvious that the other party had a backer, and he couldn't afford to offend him now. Although he was angry, he could only bear it in his heart.

"It's the little bully of the Wang family, Wang Zheng!"

"Luckily the little bully is in a good mood today, otherwise the kid would be in trouble."

"Yes."

A few people were discussing not far away.

"Wang Zheng?"

Looking at the arrogant figure, Lu Luan clenched his fists, quietly memorized the name in his heart, then covered his chest and limped away.

……

Next, I spent some money and found an inn to stay in.

"puff!"

As soon as he sat down in the room, he felt a sudden pain in his chest. He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood. He felt so uncomfortable that he almost fell to the ground.

After wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, he began to carefully feel his body's condition. His face was extremely gloomy and he said, "Damn it, my internal organs are ruptured."

Problems with the internal organs are the most difficult to deal with for cultivators. If they are not recovered well, they will leave hidden diseases. In mild cases, the foundation will be shaken and the person will stop making progress. In severe cases, the problem will worsen and the body will become exhausted and die!

Next, he took out all the healing herbs that he had kept for his own use, swallowed them in a few mouthfuls, and began to regulate his breathing with his eyes closed.

In an inn, several disciples of Zhengyang Sect were practicing. Suddenly, they felt something and opened their eyes.

The next moment, the door opened automatically, and a handsome young man appeared in the corridor. He looked to be about eighteen or nineteen years old.

After seeing him appear, a young disciple walked forward and said with a smile: "Brother Zhou, you are here."

The visitor nodded slightly, walked in, sat at the table, and said with a serious expression: "Junior Brother Li, the news about the treasure has been leaked. This mission may be a bit difficult. I am afraid that the four of us alone cannot control the situation. I have already reported to the sect, and disciples will come to support us soon."

“It’s so troublesome.”

The man called Junior Brother Li immediately frowned.

……

Ten days later.

"call."

Lu Luan let out a long breath, then opened his eyes dimly and said thankfully, "Fortunately, I still have the essence of the Jade Spirit Toad in my body, otherwise I would have to spend all my money to recover."

The internal injuries were beyond expectations.

His master taught him since he was young that the world of independent cultivators is dangerous and that he must always be vigilant and careful. In short, he must learn to be humble when encountering a strong person. Before he has the strength, he must never be reckless and offend people he cannot afford to offend.

As a result, he was almost disabled by carelessness. Fortunately, he has recovered, otherwise, he would not even have a place to cry.

"Is your name Wang Zheng? Okay, let's start with your Wang family."

Looking at the medicine bug in his hand, he gave a suggestive sneer.

After tidying up, he went downstairs.

but.

……

"Alas, this one doesn't have any either. It seems that it's a bit difficult to find bargains in a city with immortal cultivators."

An hour later, Lu Luan walked out of a drugstore dejectedly. During this time, he had visited almost all drugstores in the city, but still hadn't seen a single spiritual herb, so he said with a bitter mouth.

He could think that there were spiritual herbs among the medicinal materials collected from the countryside, and naturally others would also think that the people in these immortal cultivation families had already used spiritual insects or magic weapons to screen them out cleanly.

Lu Luan originally wanted to pick up some good things from the Wang family's assets as revenge, but he's afraid he won't be able to do so.

"It seems that I have to wait five days and try my luck in Nanling. However, there may be danger there, so I have to make some preparations first and see if I can buy some talismans for self-defense."

After whispering, he went to the place where he had set up his stall before. Last time he saw someone selling talismans there.

"Hey? Young man, you're here. Why haven't I seen you in these days?" As soon as he arrived, the old man who was setting up a stall outside saw him and asked with a smile.

"I was bitten by a dog a few days ago."

When Lu Luan thought of the person who bumped into him, deep hatred appeared in his eyes.

The old man also knew what was going on and didn't ask any more questions. Then his eyes changed and he came up to him with an extremely wretched look and whispered, "My friend, I think we have the same interests. I'll sell you something good. Do you want it?"

"nice one?"

Lu Luan looked at him strangely. With his shabby appearance, what good things could he have?

The old man glanced around mysteriously, as if he couldn't stand being seen. Then he quietly took something out of his storage bag and handed it to him, saying with a sly smile, "Of course it's a rare item. Do you want to take a look?"

Lu Luan took it. It was a scroll. As soon as he opened it, his eyes became a little strange.

Because the paintings on it were actually the three female disciples of Zhengyang Sect who came to Fengcheng more than ten days ago! Not to mention, although this old man was confused, his painting skills were indeed excellent. He sketched the subtle and attractive details so beautifully that it was not an exaggeration to say that they were lifelike, just like real people.

"My dear, are you all right? For the sake of our old acquaintance, how about I give you two Essence Pills?"

The old man said this with a sly look in his eyes, kneading his hands constantly and looking at him expectantly.

"So expensive?"

Lu Luan looked at him in surprise, returned the scroll, and said, "Brother, you have misjudged me. I am not interested in this thing."

Besides being pretty, this thing can't be eaten, so what's the point of using it? The key is that it's too expensive.

"One, how about one?"

Lu Luan touched his chin, and there seemed to be some desire in his eyes, but after thinking about it, one Essence Pill was not cheap, so he shook his head and said, "Brother, you should keep it for yourself and sleep."

"Tsk, prude."

The old man gave him a disdainful look. Couldn't he tell who Lu Luan was?

"Fellow Daoist, how much is this spiritual herb?"

As he was talking, the old man had business coming to his door.

"Three Essence Pills." The old man replied quickly with a smile, holding up three fingers and revealing a mouthful of sparse yellow teeth.

After bargaining for a while, he made another deal. When the man was about to leave, the old man stopped him again and said mysteriously: "Daoyou, I have a good thing, do you want to see it? It's Zhengyang..."

The man's eyes sparkled when he heard this. He rubbed his hands together and said impatiently, "Daoyou, hurry up... hurry up and show it to me."

The old man handed over a scroll of paintings with a smile.

"Fellow Daoist, I want this painting. How much is it?" After just a quick glance at it, the man's blood flowed backwards and his breathing became rapid.

"Just one Essence Pill." said the old man.

"Trickster."

When Lu Luan heard the price, he was so angry that he cursed in his heart. He sold two to him and one to others. This old man is a profiteer who specializes in cheating acquaintances!

"it is good."

The man did not bargain. After handing over the Essence Pill, he left quickly and impatiently.

"Brother, you are really amazing. Aren't you afraid of being killed by a sword?" Lu Luan said in a strange tone. He didn't expect that this old man actually found business opportunities in the three female disciples of Zhengyang Sect.

The old man did not feel embarrassed, and said with a smile: "I am old and sick, and I am forced to make a living. I want to make a little money. Besides, it is worth it to die under the sword of a fairy with such a beautiful appearance."

After that, he asked in a serious tone: "Why, you don't want to set up a stall anymore?"

"No, I've sold all the spiritual herbs I had. Now I plan to exchange them for some talismans for self-defense and prepare to enter the secret place." Lu Luan shook his head and replied.

"Talisman? Young man, you've found the right person. I happen to have some here. Do you want them?" The old man said as he took out a few yellowed talismans from his body. Under the sunlight, a faint halo could be seen emanating from their surface.

"I'd better look somewhere else."

Lu Luan rolled his eyes at him. This profiteer only cheated his own people. How could he dare to take his things?

"No, I'm a honest person."

Without paying much attention to the old man, they exchanged a few glances and then walked away.

Soon, he came to another middle-aged man who was setting up a stall. Looking at the talismans on the stall, he squatted down and asked, "Daoyou, how much is this Thunder Talisman?"

"Twenty Essence Pills can unleash lightning with the strength of the third peak of Qi Refining. No bargaining." The man's tone was firm and tough.

"Twenty?"

Lu Luan touched the smooth texture of the talisman with his hand and was very tempted. After trying to bargain to no avail, he gritted his teeth and bought it.

Although it was painful to use it for self-defense, he was not stingy. If it was needed, it could save his life. If not, he could just sell it again. Aren’t they still Essence Pills?