The difficult path of cultivation for a grassroots female practitioner

Xiao Han is now in a spacious stone hall in a cave.

The office for renting the fire room is located in the stone hall, so you can get things done without leaving your home.

Xinyue City is the treasure trove of the Juxian Sect. The administrators here, whether the so-called City Lord of the City Lord's Mansion or the deacons, are all disciples of the Juxian Sect. It's just that because of their different positions, the disciples sent here have different cultivation levels.

The Juxian Sect stipulates that except for Jindan cultivators and Yuanying elders, who do not need to wear the sect disciple uniform, foundation-building cultivators and Qi-training cultivators must wear disciple uniforms at all times, except when traveling outside.

Xiao Han walked to the deacon's office and asked a female cultivator dressed in the uniform of a Juxian Sect disciple about rent and other issues.

After learning that the rent for one day was one hundred spirit stones, she once again felt the high prices here.

No wonder Tian Tian, an alchemist, couldn't stay here because of her mediocre skills.

Now, Xiao Han has no idea whether he can earn spirit stones here.

The underground fire chamber was found, and now she was looking for the weapon refining workshop.

However, apart from the underground fire chambers set up in the caves, this place is nothing like Zixiao City. The houses here are all on the mountain, and the weapon refining workshops also have their own plaques hanging on them, making them easy to find.

After a round, Xiao Han had to spend another fifty spirit stones to return to Crescent City.

The gates of Xinyue City were closed promptly at 6:00 PM, and the curfew was at 10:00 PM.

Seeing that it was still early, Xiao Han decided to look for a place to collect the raw materials for the refining device.

After walking two or three miles along the main street, I finally saw a shop with a sign that read "Liu Ji Weapon Refining Workshop" at the corner.

Xiao Han walked in and took a look at the furnishings inside.

The shop is not big. On one side are various finished magical instruments, and on the other side are some monster bones, ores and other refining materials.

An old cultivator who had reached the Great Perfection of Qi Cultivation saw Xiao Han coming in and hurried over to greet him with a smile: "Are you looking to refine a magical weapon?"

Xiao Han shook his head, then took out a piece of iron essence and asked, "Will you buy this? How much is it?"

The old monk took it, looked at it carefully, and then said, "The impurities in this piece of iron essence have been removed very cleanly. I can buy it back for 300 spirit stones."

Xiao Han was overjoyed, as this price was a full hundred yuan higher than what she had paid in Zixiao City.

But he still asked habitually: "Can't it be any higher?"

The old man shook his head. "This price already includes the labor of removing impurities. It can't be any higher."

Seeing that the other party was unwilling to add any more money, Xiao Han didn't bother to talk any more and sold the piece of iron essence.

The consumption here is high, and the overall prices are obviously higher than elsewhere, so my scrap business still has prospects.

With a place for refining and sales channels, Xiao Han finally felt relieved and decided to start the scrap business tomorrow.

After returning to her stone house, she first took out the daily necessities from the storage bag and put them in order, and then took a fasting pill.

Although she was envious of the snake meat in the storage bag, she had been traveling hard for more than a month and had just arrived in a hurry to finalize every aspect of the scrap business. Now that she could finally relax, she was suddenly exhausted and had no mind to cook.

I originally planned to lie in bed and sleep for two hours before getting up and starting to practice.

But once I relaxed, my body was too tired, and I slept until dawn.

When Xiao Han woke up, he felt that he had a comfortable sleep, but he also felt sorry that he had wasted a whole night of practice.

Fortunately, time did not allow her to think too much. After packing up a little, she hurried to the city gate.

There are roughly two types of monks who leave the city: one is those who go out hunting, or to look for spiritual herbs, minerals and other resources, and the other is those who go out to trade.

There are two types of cultivators who travel for business. One type is the Foundation Establishment cultivators, or even the ones who fly away from the sky, led by Core Formation cultivators. The other type is, of course, the Qi Cultivation cultivators who travel for business.

Xiao Han followed the crowd out of the city, chose a suitable location, and put up a billboard on the roadside advertising the purchase of damaged magic weapons at high prices.

Then she spread out a piece of cloth and placed the watch she had made, the warning rock, and several cheap small magic tools that served as auxiliary functions.

Then, Xiao Han sat on a small stool and looked at the hurried passers-by. He felt that these monks were no different from the mortals in modern big cities. They were all working hard for their lives and had no time to rest.

However, she had been sitting on the roadside for a quarter of an hour, and no one even looked at her.

Xiao Han thought about it and felt that he had come at the wrong time.

The monks leaving the city at this time were like those going to work during the morning rush hour; no one would have the leisure to go shopping. Although she was mainly engaged in purchasing things, the principle should be the same.

But since we are here, let’s take a look.

Half an hour later, Xiao Han finally packed up his stool, put up the billboard, and returned to the city in shame.

Come to think of it, when she was in Zixiao City, she also smelted magic tools in the underground fire room in the morning, and would only go to the stall to collect waste after noon.

Fortunately, she now had an identity token, and it only cost her one spirit stone to enter the city again.

Xiao Han saw the deserted streets in the early morning, sighed, and decided not to waste any more time. He went back to practice for half a day.

If I don’t seize the time to practice more after paying the expensive rent, how can I be worthy of the more than 20,000 spirit stones I have accumulated with great effort?

After returning to the stone house and setting up the spirit gathering array, Xiao Han felt the rich spiritual energy drilling into every pore. He felt that cultivation had become a happy thing.

She practiced until noon, and since she could no longer delay, she stopped practicing and hurried out of the city.

At this time, there were already many monks entering the city at the city gate.

Apart from those who are doing business or monks who came from other places for some reasons, the others are monks returning to Crescent City.

Of course, most of these people are not monks who are leaving the city today. Many of them are staying outside for a few days, or even ten days or half a month.

Xiao Han put the things and billboards in place just like he did in the morning, and then began to wait quietly for the first customer to come.

It's no wonder that the monks entering the city at this moment were obviously much more relaxed, and many of them could even look at Xiao Han's billboard straight in the eye.

Not long after, a monk came over.

"How do I recycle a damaged magical tool?"

Xiao Han smiled and said, "The price depends on the item. You need to show me the damaged artifact so that I can estimate its price based on the extent of the damage. Some damaged artifacts can be sold for thousands of spirit stones."

The monk was obviously moved by Xiao Han's words. He immediately took out a broken bone spear and handed it to her for appraisal.

Xiao Han took it and took a closer look. It was a spear made primarily from the bones of a demon beast. Although Xiao Han couldn't identify the demon beast's skeleton, the aura of the material suggested it was from a third-tier demon beast.

Because the gun shaft is a complete bone, now that the spear is broken in the middle, it is completely unusable and has become waste.

Xiao Han thought back to when he was in Zixiao City. Even if the bones of a third-level monster were broken, if the spiritual energy had not dissipated, as long as it was processed, it could still be used to refine some small, low-level magical tools.

She thought about it and realized that this was a new business that couldn't fail. A higher price would also give her some publicity. She immediately asked, "Three hundred spirit stones, will you sell it to me?"

A hint of joy flashed in the monk's eyes and he immediately agreed.

According to her experience in Zixiao City, she could earn at least two hundred spirit stones from this business. As the first business after opening, as long as she could make money, it would be enough.

What she didn't know was that this was Xinyue City, not Zixiao City.

Next to Crescent City is the Monster Forest.