The difficult path of cultivation for a grassroots female practitioner

Xiao Han couldn't imagine what the consequences would be if he hadn't discovered the abnormality in time and hadn't held the talisman in his hand in advance.

Whether it's modern society or the world of immortal cultivation, there are definitely dark sides, and Xiao Han is certainly aware of this. However, with many things, knowing is one thing, and experiencing it firsthand is another.

However, Xiao Han was still very thankful that the other party had no intention of killing her directly. Otherwise, if someone attacked her directly, even if she held the talisman in her hand, it would be useless. In the final analysis, it was because her cultivation was too low, and her spiritual awareness could not be released. Otherwise, she would not have discovered it until others were close by.

As long as your cultivation level is high, those cultivators with bad intentions will not dare to act rashly.

When she changed out of her torn and bloodstained clothes, she regretted not wearing the robes that Granny Yuan had given her. If that robe had blocked some of the damage, she wouldn't have been pierced by the talisman's indiscriminate attack.

The clothes she wore were still the mortal clothes she brought from Lingyun City. She had been a monk for four or five years, but she had not been able to buy herself one or two robes. It was quite sad to say.

After arriving in Zixiao City, she spent her days either smelting raw materials or swinging a sledgehammer. Since she didn't have to go anywhere dangerous, she hadn't worn the robe. This time, after encountering danger, she finally understood that danger was everywhere. All she could do was to try her best to prevent it.

However, Xiao Han planned to wear the outer garment as his inner garment, while still wearing a normal garment on the outside. In fact, the best solution would be to refine an inner armor that could be worn year-round, which would be both low-key and protective.

With this idea in mind, Xiao Han had one more magical weapon that he wanted to learn how to refine as soon as possible.

After performing a cleansing spell on himself and putting on his clothes again, Xiao Han, whose mood gradually calmed down, was about to seize the time to practice, but suddenly remembered that he had not had dinner yet.

Oh! Today is such a busy and exciting day.

The next morning, Xiao Han rushed to work at the workshop. Passing by the spot where she had been in danger the previous day, she found nothing unusual, nor any bloodstains on the ground. She hadn't had time to sense the other party's cultivation level the previous night, and she had no idea how badly the mid-grade yellow talisman had injured him.

She was injured by the talisman she had thrown. She had cast a low-level rejuvenation spell, and if she hadn't moved, she wouldn't have felt much pain. But today, in her haste to get going, the wound started throbbing uncomfortably.

But no matter how painful it was, she still had to rush to the workshop to work. Fortunately, after arriving at the workshop, she could cast the rejuvenation spell on herself again to make the wound less painful.

At noon, Xiao Han hurriedly finished his lunch and rushed to the wild market from yesterday.

She had to sell them at a high price before other refiners discovered this business opportunity. By the time other refiners started making watches, she would definitely not be able to make such a high profit.

This is also the reason why Xiao Han did not take the watch to the magic weapon shop for consignment.

There is always a group of weapon refiners or apprentices behind every magic weapon shop. If they find that watches are easy to sell and can make money, they can reduce the cost and lower the price accordingly.

When I came to the wild market again, I found that the place where I set up my stall yesterday had been occupied by someone.

She had no choice but to set up her stall in a more remote place with less customer traffic.

After placing five men's and five women's watches on the cloth bag, Xiao Han shouted again.

"Don't miss it if you're passing by. This novel and convenient small timekeeping watch is on sale for a bargain, only twenty spirit stones."

"You won't be cheated or fooled by buying this little magical instrument worth twenty spirit stones. Wear this latest model of chronograph watch, and you will be..."

She almost blurted out that you were the coolest guy on the street.

Fortunately, he stopped talking in time and changed it to: You are the monk with the best vision and the best time management skills.

Xiao Han felt that if she were still in modern society and tried to sell things on the street, she would definitely not be able to shout. But in this different time and space, she didn't have to worry about losing face or being laughed at by acquaintances.

Sometimes she even wondered if she had traveled into a special game, and the flesh-and-blood humans around her were actually a group of overly realistic NPCs.

At this moment, the middle-aged monk who had bought her watch yesterday heard her shouting and introduced her to the other stall owners nearby, "The female monk selling watches is here. If you want to buy, you can go over and buy one. Besides, with this little timepiece that I can check anytime, I can really plan my time more clearly and meticulously."

Before Xiao Han arrived, the stall owner chatted with other familiar stall owners about his watches. After all, these little gadgets weren't worth much, so he didn't have to worry about others coveting them. They were also relatively new, so showing them off wouldn't hurt.

After carefully examining their watches and figuring out how to tell time, some people were actually tempted. Therefore, at this moment, the stall owners without any customers turned their attention to Xiao Han, who was a little further away.

There were also stall owners who wanted to curry favor with the ruffian monks and collect protection fees, so they hurriedly and secretly sent them communication talismans.

Xiao Han shouted loudly several times, attracting two monks, a man and a woman, who were browsing the street stalls.

She hurriedly picked up a men's watch and a women's watch, handed them to the two to try on, and taught them how to recognize the hands and how to tell time.

However, before the two men made up their minds to buy, two ruffian monks who were collecting protection fees came over.

One of them shouted at Xiao Han, "You come here to set up a stall, but do you know the rules here?"

Looking at the other person's expression and demeanor, Xiao Han knew that he had bad intentions.

She smiled and said, "I'm new here and don't know the rules here. Could you two explain it to me?"

A rogue monk snorted coldly and said, "Any monk who sets up a stall here must pay a stall fee of ten spirit stones per stall. Otherwise, you will not be allowed to set up a stall here."

Xiao Han had heard the apprentices in the workshop talk about this market before. They said that this market was a place where low-level independent cultivators spontaneously gathered to trade and sell items. Anyone could come and set up a stall. It was not a formal market at all.

At this time, she also understood that the so-called stall fees were actually protection fees collected by the powerful gangster monks here.

So he asked, "How many spirit stones does it cost to pay the stall fee?"

One person answered, "Not much. Each stall costs ten spirit stones. You came here to set up a stall yesterday and didn't pay. Today you have to pay for two days, a total of twenty spirit stones."

PS: The next chapter will probably be coded around 11 o'clock in the evening.