Chapter 59 Cleaning up and showing filial piety
News came one after another from the conversation, and Zhou Changwang had a general understanding of the situation in the outside world.
Then it didn't take long.
I saw city guards wearing standard robes walking from a distance.
Among them, a middle-aged monk with a rosy complexion shouted loudly: "Everything is normal inside and outside the city, and it is still managed by my Bai family.
Everyone is free to go out and trade.
Regardless of whether it is internal or external, if the house is damaged, you can report it to the chore hall by yourself, and someone will arrange for repairs at that time.
We, the head of the Bai family, are kind-hearted and cannot bear you to spend too much, so we promise to charge only half price for all repair costs.
In addition, our Bai family solemnly declares here that fighting is prohibited inside and outside the city, and anyone found will be shot to death..."
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As soon as they finished speaking, the escort team dispersed one by one, entered each house, and began to visit and register.
The main purpose is to confirm whether the owner of the house is alive, whether there are still people living there, the number of residents, etc.
It wasn't until the group left that Zhou Changwang truly relaxed.
it's over.
The chaos is truly over.
Fangshi has not changed hands, and the Bai family is still in power.
This is actually a good thing for low-level casual cultivators like them.
Because it means stability.
If such a war happened again, he could not guarantee that he would still be so lucky and safe.
“As for repairing the house…”
Zhou Changwang looked at the yard he rented. He saw that a hole had been blown out of the door due to the ice arrow attack last night. Although he had repaired it with wooden boards, the protective circle of the entire house had been broken.
The broken magic circle must be rearranged.
The market price is ten yuan of low-grade spirit stones. Even if the Bai family is willing to bear half of it, they still need five yuan of low-grade spirit stones, which is nearly two months' rent.
Black heart, really black heart.
Shouldn’t this be entirely borne by the city?
What is the euphemistic name of shouldering half? The actual wool comes from the sheep?
“Move, you have to move.
Just move to the inner city.
After experiencing this chaos, I think there should be enough vacant houses in the city, right? "
Zhou Changwang thought in his mind and quickly made a decision.
We can no longer stay outside Fangshi.
Not only is the psychic environment not very good, it is also very dangerous.
Not to mention anything else, just the robbery cultivator next door to Qian Xiaoyue was enough to make him fearful.
Now that there is no warning circle, he is really afraid that the other party will sneak into his room quietly and take action against him.
Afterwards, he returned to his own home.
That night, Zhou Changwang resumed his usual practice routine.
He had cultivated the Fireball Technique and the Geng Golden Finger to the level of Dacheng. It would be difficult to make breakthroughs in a short period of time. Moreover, Dacheng-level spells were enough, so he put more energy into the newly learned skills. On top of several spells.
Among them, the three spells of self-protection, lightness and breath control can be maintained for a period of time after being cast. Therefore, he mainly practices derivation and sword control.
Among them, the derivation technique played a big role in last night's melee, and he was naturally very concerned about it. As for the sword control technique, although it was not used at all, he knew very well that this was his main method of fighting the enemy.
There is a huge difference between whether a low-level monk possesses a magic weapon and has mastered the spell to control the magic weapon.
And if he wants to master the magic weapon Flying Sword freely, he naturally needs to improve his sword control skills to a great level as soon as possible.
In this way, he can truly exert the maximum effect of the magic weapon like a monk at the fourth level of Qi training and a monk with spiritual consciousness.
certainly.
On the contrary, practicing so many spells at the same time consumes a lot of his spiritual energy.
Therefore, after only half an hour, he had to stop, either to run the exercises, meditate to recover, or to take out the talisman pens and paper to practice the talismans.
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Early the next morning.
Zhou Changwang went out.
There is still a trace of blood smell in the air.
Fortunately, the corpses that can be seen everywhere have been dealt with. Even if there are occasional omissions, as long as they are ignored, it will not have much impact.
Soon, he arrived at the inner city of Fang City.
Compared with the usual bustling.
Today's market is obviously much depressed.
Not only are there fewer people walking on the street, but when their eyes meet, what they see is often caution and vigilance.
There was chaos overnight and too many people died.
Not only the outer areas of Fang City, but also the inner city.
At the beginning, there were countless casual cultivators rushing towards the inner city one after another, robbing shops and various cultivators living in the inner city...
However, when he came to the casual cultivator market, the bustle and noise made him feel as if what happened the night before had never happened.
Even transactions are more popular.
Every stall is filled with items.
Jade slips, talismans, elixirs, magic weapons... some magic weapons are even stained with blood that cannot be removed.
Most of them came from robberies the night before.
Each stall owner shouted vigorously and shouted one after another. The price was much lower than the market price.
A magical weapon cost at least 150 low-grade spiritual stones, and even Zhou Changwang couldn't help but be tempted.
But there were just as many people who were interested in it as he was, and it was quickly bought by a monk with a beard on his face.
Then, Zhou Changwang also started wandering around and unexpectedly saw Chen Yushu's stall.
As usual, there was a lot of spiritual rice on his stall, of all grades.
However, what really caught his attention were the many utensils placed on a piece of leather cloth next to Lingmi.
Magical instruments, talismans, elixirs, jade slips, and even incense and other items...
"Senior Chen, what's the current price of spiritual rice?"
Zhou Changwang walked over and said hello.
"A piece of low-grade spiritual stone weighs eleven kilograms.
The autumn harvest has passed, and the price of spiritual rice has risen again.
I still count it a little cheaper for you here and give you an extra pound. "
Chen Yushu was a little surprised when he saw Zhou Changwang, and then he spoke naturally.
"Then give me three low-grade spiritual stones."
Zhou Changwang handed over three low-grade spiritual stones.
His spiritual rice was stolen and he had no choice but to sell it again. Then he stared at the things on the leather cloth with pretense of confusion and asked curiously: "Senior Chen, these..."
"The night before, a few robbers came to my house, so I took care of them.
These were all given to me as a courtesy. I had no use keeping them, so I set up a stall to sell them. Anyway, it was just a matter of convenience. "
Chen Yushu said with a relaxed expression.
When Zhou Changwang heard this, he did not feel relaxed, because he could clearly see that there were three powerful magical weapons on the leather cloth, which were obviously middle-grade magical weapons.
Generally speaking, those who can control middle-grade magic weapons can only be mid-level monks who are above the fourth level of Qi training.
The so-called "cleaning up" naturally means that he killed the other party.
As for ‘filial piety’, it was the trophy he collected.
Although he had always known that Chen Yushu was at a very high level and had already reached the sixth level of Qi training, he was able to defeat at least three monks at the same level, which showed that although he was a spiritual planter, his actual fighting methods were equally extraordinary.