The dark horse ran for more than ten miles and stopped, and seemed to be unable to run anymore. Ye Yan was able to see her beauty. She was a very beautiful girl, seventeen or eight years old, wearing a bright and blue long dress, which was very eye-catching. Although it was not as stunning as it was, it made people feel close, especially the sweet smile, which made people feel like a girl next door. In the college where Ye Yan was studying in his previous life, at least he would like to be a department flower or something!

What made him most happy was that the girl was still a monk. Among the vast crowds, monks were only a small group of people, and mortals were the mainstream. Ye Yan didn't feel it in the sect in the past. This was the first time he had seen a monk in the past few months after he went out, and he felt a very wonderful sense of intimacy.

"What are you thinking?" Liying noticed his strangeness.

"What's going on? Being chased by ghosts?" Ye Yan finally resurrected himself and ran for more than ten miles. He was still unclear why he ran away, and asked in the fog.

"There are high-level monks in the mass grave at the ghost." Liying was still frightened and patted herbs with her little breasts to tell the danger at that time. It turned out that she was a nearby random cultivator. She was collecting herbs at the mass grave at that time. Suddenly, thousands of ghost servants broke into the grave with murderous intent. Everything became a group of terrifying, let alone a terrifying ghost. This ghost clan legion was devouring everything! People blocked and killed people! Ghost blocked and killed ghosts! The mouse did not let one of the rats go! Fortunately, she was extraordinary in the mechanism and escaped by chance. High-level monks would not easily make things difficult for the younger generation, but as a weak person, taking the initiative to avoid was polite. Her approach was completely correct, just...

"……………” Thousands of ghost servants! Aren’t those ghost slaves released by themselves? Ye Yan was dizzy and was chased by the ghost slaves he raised for more than ten miles, and was thrown to his grandma’s house. If this matter is spread, it won’t make people laugh! At this point, he didn’t want to tell the truth. He quickly took down the soul ring on his finger and hid it. He also pretended to be shocked and asked: “How do you know that he is a high-level cultivator?”

"It's still necessary to ask! When I ran away, I glanced at it. There were at least three thousand ghost slaves behind me, which means that the monk used the Thousand Ghost Banner. The Thousand Ghost Banner is a spiritual weapon, and can only be used by the monks in the Foundation Establishment stage." Liying was still a little knowledgeable, but unfortunately she was outrageously wrong.

"What does Mu Gui mean?" Ye Yan continued to ask.

"Are you a monk? Even the Mu Gui doesn't know. Although magic weapons such as the Hundred Ghost Banners and Thousand Ghost Banners can enslave ghosts and help fight, the spiritual energy in the magic weapons is insufficient. Ghosts will become weak for a long time and even swallow them. They must be released and fed regularly." Liying looked like a senior sister, treating Ye Yan as a countryman.

"So that's it." Ye Yan said this in his impression. The Hundred Ghost Banner does have this disadvantage, but it is limited to medium or low-quality goods. The top-grade Hundred Ghost Banner does not have to be so troublesome, so you say you get what you pay for. "By the way, you just said you are a casual cultivator."

"Aren't you?" Liying curled her lips from behind, grimaced, bullying the boy and riding in front, unable to see her.

"Of course, too." Ye Yan's original intention was to inquire about information and did not want to destroy the harmonious atmosphere. It was good to talk and laugh like this. The dark horse really couldn't run anymore and limped when walking, so he might as well get off the horse and walk.

Among the monks, the casual cultivators are a vulnerable group. Without a sect, it means that there is no sect's welfare, and the cultivation resources must be raised by themselves. In addition, the monopoly resources of the sect, the price of the elixir sold to the hands of the casual cultivators has increased several times.

The wandering cultivator was bullied and had no background. After being wronged, he could only swallow his anger.

In the world of surging immortal cultivation, the backstage is a very important resource. A high-level cultivator kills a random cultivator, like trampling an ant to death without blinking, no one cares about it at all, but killing a disciple of the sect is a slap in the face. Even for the sake of the sect's face, he will definitely chase the murderer. If anyone like Ye Yan provokes him, he will wait to bear the anger of the old monster Zhantian!

It is precisely because of the difficulties of the casual cultivators, that the talented monks will join a sect, so the talent of the casual cultivators is generally not high.

In contrast, sect disciples are full of superiority and must wear sect costumes when going out, which feels a bit like showing off your power.

Ye Yan does not wear sect clothing, and he does not like to be arrogant, not to mention that he is a law enforcement disciple, and sect clothing is a night cloak! This dog skin represents the supreme authority of the Netherworld Sect, which is too frightening! It is better to be low-key when you go out...

Ye Yan has always been very self-aware. He has only been refining Qi for the fifth level and putting on the law enforcement hall's dog skin, which is a bit suspicious of being a fox and a tiger. Besides, when you encounter a scheming on the way, do you care about it? Put on the night cloak, and you will know that you are a law enforcement disciple. You can't stay out of the matter! Therefore, traveling in a veil is the king, and the initiative is in your own hands. If you can't see it, you will be fair and do not want to leave.

To put it weakly, the above experiences are all the tricks of Professor Wu Zonghua, and I didn’t expect that the girl would misunderstand it.

While walking and chatting, Ye Yan learned that the girl was named Lin Jia, who was as famous as her own, and was refreshing and was currently staying in Liuyunfang nearby. The monks needed resources to maintain their cultivation. Although the cultivators had no roots, they also had to supplement consumables frequently. The market was a place where the cultivators gathered together. If they found the cultivators, they would find the market. Even if they did not live in the market, they would definitely know where the market was. Unfortunately, Ye Yan had just arrived and knew nothing about these common sense.

"Liuyunfang, are you talking about Xiuxianfang Market?" Ye Yan was worried that he could not find the market, and his eyes suddenly shone when he heard this.

"Is it still a vegetable market?" Lin Jia's smile was also sweet and refreshing. "Anyway, I'm going home, so come with me."

"But I found the organization!" Ye Yan sighed and followed with a hurried horse.

Liuyunfang is built under a cliff, surrounded by clouds and mist, and water on three sides is used as a barrier, which means blocking mortals. The monks in the Foundation Establishment stage can control weapons and ignore this barrier. After the Qi-refining monk proves his identity, he can enter the market from the ferry. With Lin Jia's lead, he can travel all the way without any obstacles.

The market can be described as a sparrow that is small and has all the internal organs. The streets of 300 meters are filled with monks who set up stalls. Most of these people set up stalls are casual cultivators.

Due to the lack of cultivation resources, casual cultivators must be self-reliant. Many people will learn a craft, refining elixirs, burning talismans, etc., and get sold in the market. Of course, they do not have the strong resources of the sect, and their personal resources are extremely limited. The elixirs and talismans sold are all low-end goods. Occasionally, the high-end elixirs also flow from the sect. As for refining weapons, they are made by the sect with strong financial resources. The meager financial resources of the casual cultivators are afraid to try.
Chapter completed!