After more than a night, Ning Xi still hoped that the 70,000-strong bronze shells and the Demon-Slaying Sword would remain in place.

Unfortunately, when I arrived at yesterday's battlefield, let alone money and swords, even those clothes were gone.

"Why is there no one who can earn money in this ancient Shang Dynasty?" Ning Xi's liver began to hurt when she thought of the demon-slaying sword.

The Demon-Slaying Sword is a super acquired spiritual treasure with excellent quality and is worth 500,000 to 600,000 yuan.

Putting it on the earth, this is a Mercedes-Benz e.

Ning Xi’s more unhappy thoughts.

Yesterday, he fought with the Jade Pipa Spirit and did not get any benefits, but he also lost 670,000 bronze shells.

In addition, he was injured and violated the laws of heaven. This should be compensated for at least one million people.

After all, the jade pipa spirit now owes him 1.67 million bronze shells.

Ning Xi originally planned to go to Xuanyuan Tomb to collect debts, but after thinking about it carefully, it would be better not to be impulsive.

The weakest among the three demons of Xuanyuan is the Jade Pipa Spirit. Yesterday they all fought with him in that shape. Now they have lost the Demon-Slaying Sword and their combat power has shrunk.

Not to mention the nine-tailed vixen, even if it faces the nine-headed pheasant spirit, it will definitely not be able to compete with it.

These days, those who owe debts are all the old men. Before you can defeat the old men, don’t think that those debts will turn into money.

"The debt collection matter must be pushed back." Ning Xi suddenly remembered the lost treasure bag by Fairy Yun Hua.

Fairy Yunhua's family runs a "bank" at home. Even if there are tens of millions of copper shells in her treasure bag, it is a common thing.

"We won't ask for tens of millions. As long as we can get millions, we will apply it temporarily. When we become stronger, we will find a way to return it." Ning Xi opened the treasure bag with anticipation, and then... he was in a bad mood.

There is only a small white gourd-shaped porcelain bottle in the treasure bag. Pull out the bottle plug. Inside the bottle is a purple-gold fairy pill, with lingering glowing and auspicious air steeping. At the end, it is an extraordinary atmosphere.

"This is..." Ning Xi swallowed, "Nine-Turn Resurrection Pill."

The Nine-Turn Resurrection Pill can be resurrected after eating the Nine-Turn Resurrection Pill, and the Living People can strengthen their souls after eating it.

"Originally, after eating this Nine-Turn Resurrection Pill, it will continuously provide me with innate soul power. I will not lack innate soul power within ten years, so I don't have to worry about money for the time being, but..." Ning Xiruo ate this, what will he get back in the future.

Besides, the Nine-Turn Resurrection Pill is a life-saving pill. If it were not forbidden to keep it, it would be better to keep it. Maybe when will it save a life?

The most urgent task is to find ways to make money.

Ning Xi returned to Baiyun Temple with a relaxed mood, thinking about what skills can make money.

The descendants of Baiyun Temple all like to study formations.

Yang Tianyou is particularly obsessed with formations. He is young and is already a fourth-grade earth master.

Earth Master is the abbreviation of Earth-level formation masters. They use the earth that carries all things as their masters and study the terrain pattern of mountains, rivers and rivers in nature to arrange formations.

In order to study the formation, Yang Tianyou specialized in practicing talismans and became a third-grade talisman master. He used the money from selling talismans to buy cultivation resources for himself.

"In order to make money, I have to master the art of talismans." Ning Xi went to the study to find materials for drawing talismans.

Three things are needed to draw talismans: pen, ink, and paper.

The pen is a top-quality acquired spiritual treasure called Jiangshan pen. It was bought by Yang Tianyou for a hundred thousand pairs of copper shells before.

Ink is made of the blood of spirit beasts and top-quality cinnabar.

Paper is made of a spiritual herb called yellow vine. The paper required for a third-grade talisman is worth three hundred copper shells.

Therefore, if you make a third-grade talisman, you will get 500 copper shells alone. If you fail too many times, you will lose money.

Seeing that Yang Tianyou didn’t have much material left, Ning Xi used ordinary paper and ink to start practicing with the simplest first-grade talisman.

After practicing for a long time, he began to officially make first-grade talismans.

fail!

Failed again!

Failed again!

...

Ning Xi failed seven times in one breath and lost thousands of peng Tongbei, so he had to stop writing and reflect: "I have too poor control over the true qi in my body, so I have to master the true qi first."

His way of practicing is to practice spells - the small escape technique and the Samadhi True Fire technique.

Ning Xi inherited Yang Tianyou's memory, and with the powerful innate soul, he practiced the art of escape and Samadhi True Fire, which was a thousand miles a day.

A month later, Ning Xi not only completely mastered the small escape technique and the Samadhi True Fire technique, but also gained a lot of experience and insights, which made his attainments in these two magics surpass Yang Tianyou.

In addition, he also successfully drew three most commonly used third-grade talismans: disease-removing talismans, house-controlling talismans and demon-rescuing talismans.

"I don't know how the price of the talisman is?" Ning Xi bets all his energy on drawing talismans, and he has been working hard every day. This month, he has only made only thirty pieces of them, and he has used up all the materials at hand.

Ning Xi took a nap for a while, got up, washed her face, changed her clothes, went down Yunmeng Mountain, and walked eastward.

Five miles below the mountain, there is a town called Longjiang, which is a major transportation route between the north and the south, a market for developed commerce and immortal cultivators.

Ning Xi didn't want to waste his time on the road, so he pinched a seal and only took a few breaths to get to the vicinity of Longjiang Town.

He flashed out from the ground and strode into Longjiang Town.

"Sea pistachio, we sell water pistachio, a small bundle of copper shells, great value!"

"The pier is in urgent need of a group of workers to carry food, each of whom fifty couples of copper shells a day!"

"The freshly cooked green onion meat buns have thin skin and tender flesh, and the taste is excellent, one for one!"

"Sea salt, here are the fine sea salt from the East China Sea, one can of two pairs of copper shells!"

...

There are merchants and hawkers who shouted loudly, making the markets that are coming and going look even more lively.

After Ning Xi inherited Yang Tianyou's memory, she always felt that something was wrong in this world.

However, Yang Tianyou has been living in seclusion in the world. Even if he inherits his memory, he can't feel anything wrong for a moment.

Today Ning Xi finally had a deep understanding.

It is now the end of the Shang Dynasty, and there are actually umbrellas selling on the streets.

As we all know, the umbrella was invented by Lu Ban's wife in the late Spring and Autumn Period.

What’s even more outrageous is that the shops on the street are actually written in small seal script.

After Qin Shihuang unified the six kingdoms, considering that the Chinese characters in various countries were different in simplified and traditional Chinese, and there were many characters in each character, he organized them to create small seal scripts in order to unify the national text.

But Xiaozhuan is coming out now.

Walking further, Ning Xi's eyes suddenly widened, and he saw a group of men in Confucian shirts.

Seeing them chatting, I pricked up my ears and listened to a few words, and then I heard a sentence "If you are not in your position, you will not do your own affairs."

This is the saying in "The Analects of Confucius: Taibo".

Is this the early arrival of Master Confucius?

Ning Xi was dizzy and continued to walk forward. He also saw a tofu seller. This was the food that only appeared in the Western Han Dynasty.

"It seems that the world has changed a lot because of unknown reasons, and many things are different from before." Ning Xi walked forward in a daze.

A timid voice suddenly came from my ears: "Big brother, your purse has fallen out!"

Ning Xi looked down and saw that the treasure bag that was originally stuffed into his arms fell to the ground at some point. He immediately took it and looked at the little girl who reminded him.

It was a little girl of eleven or twelve years old, with big black and round eyes, wearing a ragged little dress, kneeling pitifully in the corner of the wall.

Beside her was a corpse swept up from grass and a wooden sign with four words on the wooden sign: Selling oneself to bury your father!

Seeing Ning Ying coming, she plucked up the courage and said timidly: "Big brother, can you help me bury my dad?"

Now Ning Xi doesn’t even have a copper shell on hand, so how can he buy a coffin to bury people? He sighed, shook his head, and went straight to Dongfu Pavilion in the market.

What surprised Ning Xi was that the price of third-grade talismans was not low.

Among them, the price of demon-subduing talisman is the highest, with each one,400 copper shells. The disease-removing talisman is a little different from the house-suppressing talisman, and each one,300 copper shells.

You should know that most workers’ wages per month are only one thousand cowboats.

Ning Xi painted thirty third-grade talismans, sold a total of 40,000 copper shells, and its net profit was about 20,000, which was equivalent to the two-year income of ordinary people.

He turned around and went to Baicaotang to buy soul-raising grass and Qingjing Ginseng.

Ning Xi needs a fifth-grade soul-raising grass of 10,000 yuan, and a three thousand yuan copper shells of 10 years of Qingjing Ginseng.

Ning Xi bought two fifth-grade soul-raising grass and three clear ginseng trees. The 40,000 copper shells I just got, only 10,000 yuan left.

Moreover, Ning Xi estimated that these spiritual medicines were only enough to practice for ten days at most.

Ning Xi bought good medicine and walked outside the market. Suddenly he heard someone say hello to him.

"Master Taoist, I see that you have a strange face and a bumpy life. I can give you some advice."

Ning Xi looked at him and saw a short and thin old man with white beard sitting behind the fortune telling stall on the side of the road.

He squinted his eyes and smiled. His expression was so mean that he wanted to take off his shoes and slapped his old face a few times.

A banner was placed beside the old man with white beards, which read: Criticize Yin and Yang to cut off the five elements, look at the sun and the moon in his palm; measure Feng Shui and measure Liuhe, hold the universe in his sleeve.
To be continued...