Five days have passed, and only four of Fu Xingyun's ten skins were successful.&1t;/p>

Ten days have passed, and Fu Xingyun has incorporated more and more elements. Six out of every ten skins can succeed. Moreover, the successful clothes are first-class not only in terms of color but also in terms of quality.&1t;/p>

Fifteen days have passed, Fu Xingyun has been forging, and his accumulation is increasing day by day.&1t;/p>

During this period, the old man came once, listened outside the door for a while, nodded and left.&1t;/p>

Until noon on the 20th day, the sound of ding-dong dong in the stone room suddenly stopped. Not long after, the door opened with a click.&1t;/p>

Fu Xingyun took a deep breath, walked out of the stone house and stretched out a long and lazy waist. He had used up all the 20,000 skin bags he brought. In other words, he repeated the 20,000 forging techniques.&1t;/p>

Some forging masters may not have forged so many clothes in their lives. From this perspective, Fu Xingyun's skills have surpassed many people.&1t;/p>

Of course, these 20,000 skin bags were not all turned into clothes, and there was loss in the middle, especially in the early stage, with the loss rate reaching 60%, but in the end, as his technique became more and more proficient, the loss rate dropped to less than 10%. Overall, 20,000 pieces lost 7,000 pieces, and 13,000 pieces succeeded.&1t;/p>

"There are 10,000 clothes for female monks and 3,000 clothes for male monks." Fu Xingyun did some calculations. If he sold all these clothes, he could get 39,000 magic crystals, which was much more cost-effective than asking someone to forge them.&1t;/p>

After nearly a month of busy work, Fu Xingyun was a little tired. After cleaning up a little, he returned to the Smoke Demon Peak.&1t;/p>

The next day, when the sky was light, he took five thousand clothes to set up a stall in Shidian Square. No one would come to trade at this time. Fu Xingyun knew very well that the reason he was so early was because he wanted to occupy space, so there must be a place to set up a stall.&1t;/p>

As the saying goes, early birds eat insects, this sentence is true. As expected, he has taken a seat with a large traffic. This is a good start. Fu Xingyun put out the clothes sample, then sat on the ground, and quietly waited for the buyer to come to the door.&1t;/p>

After a while, a burly man with a beard walked to the side and looked at him angrily without saying anything.&1t;/p>

What did he do? Is the business coming! Although the man's face was not good, Fu Xingyun still said politely: "Fellow Taoist, are you going to buy clothes? I have many styles here, don't hurry, choose slowly, there is always one for you. If you don't have one, it doesn't matter, I can also tailor it for you."&1t;/p>

He had already thought about this line, and had already recited it silently many times in his mind, so he said it smoothly.&1t;/p>

The big man shook his head. "I'm not here to buy clothes."&1t;/p>

"No?" Fu Xingyun showed a puzzled expression. "Then why are you always standing here with me?"&1t;/p>

"This position is mine." The big man frowned. "Please leave, otherwise don't blame me for being polite."&1t;/p>

"Your" Fu Xingyun understood. It turned out that this man was here to find fault. "Have you engraved your name on the floor tiles? Why do you say it is yours? Come first and then come, don't you understand this rule!" His tone was very tough.&1t;/p>

"You..." The big man was angry. "Give me shameless things, let me deal with you." After saying that, he punched him. The big man is very strong and has practiced the peak cultivation level of the eleventh level. If others were to be in trouble, Fu Xingyun is a master in the top ten, and the eleventh level is no longer his opponent.&1t;/p>

"Get out!" Fu Xingyun used violence to suppress the violence and also punched him.&1t;/p>

The result of the collision was that the big man's fist was bloody and almost broke. "Ah" he screamed and kept retreating.&1t;/p>

"Boy, you dare to hurt me. You don't want to live anymore!" The big man attacked with another fist. "Twelve layers of strength!"&1t;/p>

Fu Xingyun showed disdain and fought back with heavy punches, fighting in close combat. He was not afraid of anyone below the foundation.&1t;/p>

"Ah" Coincidentally, the big man's fist burst, and his face showed a look of pain and horror.&1t;/p>

"If you speak rudely next time, it's not as simple as being injured." Fu Xingyun glanced at him fiercely. In the matchup just now, he was fully capable of cutting off the big man's hands, but there was no need for this. "From now on, this seat is mine, even if my name is not on the floor tiles, it's mine!" When he said this, a domineering aura faintly appeared.&1t;/p>

There are tens of thousands of lives that died in Fu Xingyun's hands. He has long been stained with a strong evil spirit. He usually hides well and has not revealed any of them. But now, he has released it.&1t;/p>

The man was trembling with the strong murderous intent, and he finally understood how terrible the person in front of him was.&1t;/p>

"Let me listen!" Fu Xingyun's voice was very loud, and other fellow disciples who set up stalls could hear it. "If anyone among you dares to rob me of Fu Xingyun's seat, take me a punch first!"&1t;/p>

"What! You are Fu Xingyun!" The big man was frightened when he heard him telling his own house.&1t;/p>

"It's just below." A trace of anger flashed in Fu Xingyun's eyes.&1t;/p>

The man took a deep breath and bowed quickly. "Please forgive me, Junior Brother Fu, I'm angry that I don't know Mount Tai. I'm reckless, I'll leave now."&1t;/p>

"This is the best!" Fu Xingyun waved his sleeves.&1t;/p>

"Goodbye!" The man ran away. He was so angry that he immediately stopped after hearing Fu Xingyun's name, and could no longer have any resentment.&1t;/p>

This is also a manifestation of strength.&1t;/p>

"It turned out to be him, I said why is it a little familiar?" other stall owners whispered. "No wonder they crippled the fierce man Zhongli in one move. It's true that they are well-known. But how could such a person set up a stall like us?" "Shh, what do you know, it's better to stay away from him..."&1t;/p>

After Fu Xingyun beat the man away, he had the effect of killing the chicken to scare the monkey, and no one dared to cause trouble again.&1t;/p>

Slowly, the Stone Palace Square became lively, and many monks came and went. When someone saw it, they would ask for the price. Fu Xingyun was very enthusiastic. Of course, not everyone who asked would buy it, and many people took a few glances and left. When leaving, Fu Xingyun would say something, welcome to come again next time.&1t;/p>

On the first day, he had a poor grade and only sold more than 30 pieces, but he was not discouraged. He continued to sell the next day. He sold more than 100 pieces at work, and sales increased. The next five days remained at around 100.&1t;/p>

As time goes by, more and more people know that there is a place selling clothes in the Shidian Square, which is affordable and popular with female monks, especially those who are not good-looking and need to wear beautiful clothes to become more beautiful. Therefore, sales continue to increase, and by one month, it has reached 300 pieces.&1t;/p>

One of them is a female monk with freckles on her face who comes almost every day, and she always comes in the clothes she just bought yesterday. She doesn't talk much and leaves after chatting for a few words. She looks not amazing, but she is very attractive. If there are no freckles on her face, she may be better.&1t;/p>

"This is the 20th piece of clothing you bought." Fu Xingyun didn't know what the woman meant, so he kindly reminded her. "Are you sure you want to buy it?"&1t;/p>

"Why, you are reluctant to sell it!" The woman answered a little shyly.&1t;/p>

"I wish you could buy a few more pieces." Fu Xingyun smiled.&1t;/p>

"Okay, then I'll buy five items today." The woman raised her head and looked at his eyes, her face turned red unknowingly.&1t;/p>

"This..." Fu Xingyun touched the back of his head, feeling a little uncomfortable. "It's too much."&1t;/p>

"Too many?" the woman chuckled. "Who said just now, I wish I could buy a few more."&1t;/p>

"That..." Fu Xingyun was a little overwhelmed by the woman. "Okay, five items, you can choose whatever you want."&1t;/p>

"Can I come back tomorrow?" The woman absent-mindedly took five pieces of clothes.&1t;/p>

"Of course" Fu Xingyun nodded. He could see that this woman had no malice. Since that's the case, why not do anything if there is a businessman coming to the door.&1t;/p>

"I'm leaving." The woman stood up slowly, waved to Fu Xingyun, ready to leave.&1t;/p>

"Wait..." Fu Xingyun stopped her.&1t;/p>

"What's the matter?" The woman looked at him with surprise.&1t;/p>

"Don't know the girl's name?" Fu Xingyun asked carefully.&1t;/p>

"I..." She lowered her head shyly. "My surname is Zhoulai."&1t;/p>

"Is it the Zhou family?" Fu Xingyun suddenly remembered the sexy and fierce Zhou Yan. He used Zhou Yan as a template to forge a lot of clothes.&1t;/p>

"Yes" the woman nodded.&1t;/p>

"Okay, thank you." Fu Xingyun didn't ask again. The Zhou family of the four major families doesn't care about Magic Crystal. It turns out that they are from a famous family and are rich.&1t;/p>

"Is there nothing else?" She was looking forward to it.&1t;/p>

"It's gone." Fu Xingyun answered very simply.&1t;/p>

"Oh" the woman was a little disappointed. "Then I'll leave."&1t;/p>

The next day, Fu Xingyun thought she would come, but it did not appear. The third day, the fourth day was the same. Gradually, he forgot her.&1t;/p>

Fu Xingyun's name is becoming more and more popular, and his sales have increased from more than 300 pieces to more than 500 pieces. Every day, a large number of magic crystals are earning money, and Fu Xingyun is very busy.&1t;/p>

In fact, many people want to buy it because they want to see Fu Xingyun himself, and they don’t really need a piece of clothing. A master in the third place should be elusive. For example, 6 Han, Kuwu, and almost no one sees people all year round. Why did this person sell clothes? Incredible.&1t;/p>

The woman surnamed Zhou came here to see her name. After fighting with Ye Duanliu, his name was remembered by many female monks, and even his figure appeared in their dreams. I heard that he was selling clothes, how could they not be upset!&1t;/p>

Of course, there are also some who are perverted. They think that a third-ranked expert will personally choose clothes for you. They are willing to spend three magic crystals to enjoy.&1t;/p>

Fu Xingyun only values ​​actual interests and does not care about false reputation. He will not refuse anyone.&1t;/p>

"It's him!" Zhang Wei stood in the distance and looked at Fu Xingyun who was selling clothes, with a look of disdain on his face. "He is crazy about poverty."&1t;/p>

Bloodblade Zhang Yifan stood aside and was silent.&1t;/p>

"Cousin, a little person is a little person, not worth mentioning, don't take it to heart."&1t;/p>

"Let's go!" Zhang Yifan shook his head. "Nothing good-looking."&1t;/p>

"I really don't understand why you are afraid of him." Zhang Wei's tone was sarcastic. "If you lose once, you will lose like this. It's so cowardly."&1t;/p>

"Zhang Wei, you are not my opponent yet." Zhang Yifan's eyes were calm, but his tone showed a murderous intent. "Let's say these words when you can beat me. Now, shut up."&1t;/p>

"You!" Zhang Wei gritted his teeth. "Okay, cousin, this is your due momentum. Unfortunately, your spearhead is aimed at me. Don't worry, when I enter the foundation-building stage, I will kill him with my own hands to help you cut off the inner demon." After saying that, he left.&1t;/p>

Zhang Yifan watched him leave without being moved, his eyes remained as calm as water. He changed, becoming less anxious and less impulsive. "You don't understand, he is not an inner demon, never." Zhang Yifan said this silently and left.&1t;/p>
Chapter completed!