Walking out of the Thunder Leaf City, Miao Xiaomiao saw a place to rest, so she walked straight over.

"Whose cat is this? She looks so handsome?" A young man dressed in a hunter who was resting and lit up his eyes when he saw Meow Xiaomiao.

"Wild cat, if you like it, why not catch it?" said a tall man next to the young man.

The young man muttered and said reluctantly: "I don't want it. You are handsome, but I don't know how to raise it. If you get a problem, you will have to spend money again."

"You." The man shook his head and smiled, as if he was helpless to the young man.

Miao Xiaomiao, regardless of whether the young man liked it or not, rushed straight towards him and lay horizontally in front of him.

"You will definitely eat, please be blessed." After saying this, the tall man grabbed the fishing rod and turned around and left.

Although the young man was reluctant, he still couldn't help but pick up the little cat, leaned closer and whispered: "Follow me, there is no small fish to eat."

Miao Xiaomiao couldn't help but roll her eyes. This Jin Ji was a bit too much.

So he sent a voice to himself: "Senior Brother Jin Ji, where are the others?"

The mask he is wearing is prepared for him by a beautiful woman. After saying this with the mind, the power of the mind's voice transmission is transformed into a special connection through the mask, so that the person wearing the mask can perceive it and can minimize the risk of the mind's voice transmission being monitored by the monks.

Jin Ji sensed Miao Xiaomiao’s question from the mask he was wearing, so he replied, “I haven’t come out of the city yet. He said he wanted to buy a detailed map. After all, the map in the identity wooden sign is not detailed enough.”

"They are all together?" Miao Xiaomiao frowned and asked in a meow voice.

"Senior Sister Zhao left first and met with us in Fengcheng, while Senior Brother Yun stayed with Senior Brother Zong." Jin Ji played with the dagger in his hand and replied in his heart.

Time passed slowly. After half a stick of incense, Jin Ji stood up from the lying bamboo mat. "Senior Brother Zong and the others are here."

Miao Xiaomiao looked at him and saw Zong Bingsheng, Yun Zhongsheng, and a group of merchants who had changed their appearance, slowly stepping out of the city.

"The volume of goods this time is relatively large, so I'm sorry to the shopkeeper of Zong." A slightly obese businessman behind Zong Bingsheng bowed and said.

Zong Bingsheng smiled indifferently and said, "No trouble, no trouble, you pay me the freight, and the goods should be delivered by me." After that, he waved to Jin Ji.

Then he introduced to the businessman behind him: "This is a good player I have found in the city. Although I am not strong, I have great strength. It is more than enough to deal with some bandits and monsters."

"I think it's better to hire a few monks. The mortal martial arts are OK to deal with monsters that are not up to grade, but if you encounter a real monster, it won't work."

"Yes, it's just a few more money, it's better than losing our goods."

Zong Bingsheng looked at the merchant behind him who was talking and talking, and couldn't help but shake his head. It seemed that he really had to hire a few monks.

There were monks waiting there in the tea shed at the gate of the city. They were keen to hear, so they naturally heard the conversations of the merchants. Several of the elderly monks turned their heads with disdain, but there were still two older monks who sighed, drank the tea in front of them and walked towards Zong Bingsheng and others.

"Do you guys want to hire monks?" The oldest of the two monks bowed to everyone and asked.

"The old man is not just a monk, right?" Zong Bingsheng looked at the old man who was dressed neatly in front of him, but he couldn't say he was very rich. Although he knew the specific cultivation of the person in front of him, he asked politely in order to hide his own identity as a monk.

The old man nodded and replied, "The little monk at the fourth level of Qi Refining is insignificant." After that, his tiger's body shook, and the pressure of the monks in the Qi Refining Stage came out.

The merchants looked at each other in surprise, then looked at Zong Bingsheng.

After Zong Bingsheng pondered for a while, he asked, "How about two hundred taels in four days?"

The old man's eyes lit up and he said cheerfully: "Document!"

Speaking of which, the price is not low. When Miao Xiaomiao first started, she could only earn fifteen or sixteen spirit stones in a month. The average daily price of the mortal world is about a hundred or ten taels per spirit stone. These two hundred taels are enough to exchange for more than half a spirit stone.

The merchants were also very satisfied with the price, and nodded in one after another and said good things. Then they explained to Zong Bingsheng a few words and returned to the ruined city.

Although the old man was a little older, he was very energetic. After waved to another old friend, he introduced himself to Zong Bingsheng together.

It turned out that the old man's surname was Zhou, and he was a monk from the eastern city. According to what he said, he wanted to explore a secret place, but unfortunately he was struggling, so he started a short-term job in the Thunder Ye City. After earning some spirit stones, he went to the secret place to look for opportunities.

The man named Liu next to him practiced in the same area as Mr. Zhou. This time, they walked together.

"Why don't you go to Shangwu Palace to find a mission? There are more spiritual stones there than here." After Zong Bingsheng tied up the goods on the carriage, he called everyone on the carriage, and then asked Mr. Zhou.

Mr. Zhou smiled bitterly and shook his head without saying a word. It seemed that Zong Bingsheng had asked about his sadness.

"The spiritual powers all over my body are unbearable. If I expected it, he should be a cultivator of the Four Spirit Roots." Miao Xiaomiao moved his nose, and then sent a voice to him in his heart.

"No wonder Shangwu Palace doesn't want him. The power of the four-spirit root monks can reach one-quarter of our power at most. Fighting with others will lead to a disadvantage!" Jin Ji pulled a dogtail grass and held it in his mouth, saying in his heart.

Zong Bingsheng had different views on the four spirit root cultivators. He replied: "The power is not bad, the difference is the amount of spiritual power. Besides, the four spirit root cultivators can perform more magic tricks than us, with a full four attribute magic tricks. If you integrate those magic tricks, you will be a powerful opponent."

"But he practices slowly. The human body is like a water tank. There is only one kind of spiritual power in the water tank of a single spiritual root cultivator, and its quality is the best, so the cultivation speed is very fast. However, the multi-spirited monk has spiritual power of multiple attributes in the water tank. The total amount is calculated according to the unchangeable amount. The amount of each spiritual power is much smaller, and the more spiritual roots, the worse its quality is.

The speed of cultivation depends on the quality of the spiritual roots and the speed of absorption and transformation. In terms of the quality of the spiritual roots, it is four times worse than us, so the time for cultivation is four times more than that of us. Moreover, the absorption and transformation are four times more than that of ours. According to the calculation method listed in the Taoist Palace, the time it takes is twelve times that of ours. Plus four times the quality of the spiritual roots, that is a gap of forty-eight times.”

Jin Ji also pulled a dogtail grass for Miao Xiaomiao, and then continued: "The time for a monk is limited. He doesn't have enough time to practice martial arts. He still hopes to understand the magic?"

As soon as this statement was made, Zong Bingsheng was silent. What Jin Ji said was right, but he forgot that there was a lineage of monks in the world, that was to conceal cultivation!

According to rumors, there are many cultivators in the Taishang Sword Sect who are old, but their swordsmanship is amazing. If they are lucky enough to break through to the foundation-building stage, with their cultivator's method, their cultivation speed cannot be said to be comparable to that of single spiritual root cultivators, but it is enough to be comparable to those of two spiritual root cultivators.

Moreover, when they are in the Qi Refining Stage realm, they will feed back themselves when they reach the Foundation Establishment Stage realm. With their unique natal objects, their combat power is not small!
Chapter completed!