On the streets of Longqiu City, there are countless farmers from four towns and eight villages every day, walking the streets and alleys, agitating their lips and tongues, and selling all kinds of agricultural products such as fruits and vegetables in the fields.

Local businessmen and gangs buy it, or list it for a high price to buy it, and sell it to their counterparts in other places. Of course, in order to make more profits, some people go directly to the surrounding villages to collect money by jumping over the land snake and going directly to the surrounding villages.

Zhang Chi remembered the experience before he was reborn, and was fortunate to be rescued by a passing ranger to avoid the fate of his little sister being abducted, but he missed the opportunity to make friends with a Confucian swordsman because of his poor body.

It's just that now he has all kinds of means, countless magic prescriptions, changing his qualifications, and even directly possessing the spiritual root of cultivation, so he doesn't need to deliberately befriend others at all, and he has the rank of advancement.

The powerful pill that multiplies the strength, the swollen head pill that increases the memory, the spirit mouse that is light and agile, and even the five poisonous rancid soup that is planted, Zhang Chi knows it well, but his body is weak, and he has to be carefully recuperated before he can gradually enter the hand.

The grass house in Luosi Lane can't stay, it's damp and gloomy, it's easy to get sick, not to mention, the meteorological pattern is too cramped, and Jiao Zhang Chi can't stretch his hands and feet.

So, he took his sister and the beckoning cat "a penny" and went to a distant relative in Jiming Mountain on the outskirts of the city, believing that with the money in his body, the cousin who had a pair of snobbish eyes would definitely not refuse as sternly as he did at the beginning.

Jiming Mountain, to say that it is a mountain, is actually a tall mound, there is a huge rock shaped like a rooster opening, and facing the east of the rising sun, so it is called Jiming Mountain by the good deeds.

However, Zhang Chi is a reborn person, and he knows very well that this "Jiming Rock" has some aura in it, and there is a "Angri Divine Mantra" drawn by the master in the secret place, making a ban on dispelling poison and suppressing evil, imprisoning a centipede essence of a hundred years of fire, extracting its demonic power, turning it into a blessing, and sheltering a side of water and soil.

The centipede essence can also use this to dissolve the innate demonic nature and accumulate countless yin virtues, whether it is to take off the body, transform into a human, or directly transform into a spirit animal, it has twice the spiritual effect with half the effort.

It is precisely because of this that the centipede that has become a fine will be calmed down by Jiming Mountain with peace of mind, without spitting Dan Qi to harm people, and slowly spend time under the noses of Longqiu Chenghuang and suburban land.

Zhang Chi wants to change his physique, obtain the spiritual root of cultivation, the five poisons rancid soup is the fastest way to get started, according to the solar terms of the four seasons, follow the righteousness of the five elements, and restrain each other, forming a perfect cycle, used to lay the foundation of the Tao, the most easy to use.

Besides, what he wants is not the demon pill of the centipede spirit, but the skin shell that is discarded by transformation, a little waste-like excess spirituality, it shouldn't be a big problem.

"The remaining five poisonous candidates are the cockscomb snake that fell in Liuchun Lake and the frog cave in Tianchi Mountain. Only geckos, scorpions, Longqiu City and the surrounding countryside have not been found, and they have to be searched for separately. ”

Zhang Chi took his sister's hand, calmly walked out of the city gate, and the strange appearance of a raccoon cat squatting on his shoulder aroused the curiosity of passers-by, especially the people in the rivers and lakes.

Jiming Mountain is on the outskirts of Longqiu City, Zhang Chi and his sister walked through the grass market, stood on a high place and looked up, and saw where the destination was.

At this time, the sun is three poles, Jiming Mountain is bathed in the brilliant sunshine, and the white mist rising from the wisps has not completely dissipated, and the green hill is decorated into a Penglai-like fairyland.

Zhang Chi couldn't help but sigh lightly: "If I hadn't been reborn as a human being, I wouldn't have known that this was a blessed spiritual mountain. The great supernatural powers turned harm into benefit, and turned the goblin into a Ruifu spirit beast, and only by such a method can the results of the cultivator be seen. I am also blind, I can't see Mount Tai, and I took a lot of detours before I was reborn. ”

Letting go of the emotion in their hearts, the brother and sister hurried away, but they arrived at their destination in a quarter of an hour and stood on the sun-drying grain flat at the foot of Jiming Mountain.

This is a square acre of sandy flatland, slightly higher in the middle, lower around, reserved channels for drainage, so as not to become a disaster of heavy rain, rotting this piece of soil that consumes manpower and material resources.

After carefully mixing the clay and river sand, the sunning grain flat is evenly spread to every corner, and then rolled hard with a stone roller, the hard ground is tamped, and the gray-black nature is easy to dry the rice and wheat, which is the result of the cooperation of more than a dozen households in Jiming Mountain.

The distant cousin's house is on the mountainside, Zhang Chi is still holding his sister's hand, observing the look of the beckoning cat on Anza's shoulder from time to time, and slowly climbing the stairs.

The spiritual "penny" did not move, obviously, even it could not detect the centipede essence under the Jiming Mountain, perhaps because the prohibition arranged by the predecessors of the cultivators was almost perfect, or the centipede essence was content with the status quo and did not show the slightest flaw.

The two of them and a cat successfully arrived at a relative's house, in front of the door is a bamboo fence with thorny vines, separated from the large vegetable garden outside, Zhang Chi remembered something, hung the money string on the belt, and did not show his wealth on weekdays, but now he wants to show his confidence, not to eat white food.

Perhaps it was the approaching of the living people, which provoked the sound of the dog barking, which immediately alarmed the owner of the house, and a burly man walked out of the door of the cave, and when he looked up and saw the Zhang Chi brothers and sisters, he couldn't help frowning.

As the saying goes, no one asks about the poor in the downtown area, and the rich have distant relatives in the mountains.

Zhang Chi's brothers and sisters both died when they were young, and they had to be taken care of by their neighbors and the daily rations received by the Salesian Bureau.

There were not many relatives in the first place, and they didn't take them for adoption back then, so it's even more impossible to take refuge now.

However, the string of money on Zhang Chi's belt attracted his uncle's attention, causing the frost on his face to melt instantly.

Ordinary people and ordinary people, even this kind of reality, is difficult to survive, and it can't be blamed entirely on the lack of people's hearts.

The watchdog who was barking just now found that the owner showed a smiling face, closed his mouth obediently, saved a lot of effort not to speak, and would not make a stiff scene, and was kicked and beaten by the owner to vent his anger, which is also the way to survive domesticated as a domestic animal.

Zhang Chi explained his intention through the fence, claiming that he wanted to stay at his uncle's house for a few days, and was immediately welcomed in by his uncle.

The nephew said a few words of greeting outside the door, and the beckoning cat "a penny" had a spiritual attack, and after a while, a foreign vendor came to visit.

Zhang Chi heard "Bang Dong Dong", from far to near, a familiar rattle sound, and immediately knew that it was a merchant from the "black wound", who specially carried the goods to walk the streets and alleys, shouting "chicken feathers for sugar skin", and exchanged the easy-to-preserve maltose for all kinds of farm products.

My uncle's family really has a lot of collections, such as washing and drying small bundles of chicken feathers, dried chicken inner gold, two soft-shelled turtle shells that can be used for medicine, and miscellaneous various local products.

Zhang Chi watched the transaction between the two sides, and couldn't hide the enthusiastic smile on his face, and couldn't help but glance sideways at the beckoning cat.

"A penny" licked his mouth and meowed softly, not knowing that his spiritual stimulation attracted a rare door-to-door merchant.

Zhang Chi immediately grabbed a small handful of dried fish from his arms, crushed it carefully, and fed his "spirit pet", causing the lucky cat to meow happily.

The uncle took the opportunity to empty the family's inventory, replaced it with a six-foot-long fine linen, pulled a foot-long red head rope and some needles and threads for his daughter, and sent the merchant away satisfied.

Closing the door, the uncle turned his head, looked at the nephew's money, and beckoned Zhang Chi's brothers and sisters to stay, thinking: More pairs of chopsticks and more mouths, anyway, two and a half children, they can't eat much.

With a place to live, Zhang Chi began to plan the centipede essence under Jiming Mountain, and it should not be a problem if it is just a molting shell.

At the same time, the centipede spirit that was suppressed by the "Angri Divine Curse" was still in a deep sleep that was about to end, letting the rooster roar on the rock spirit mountain above his head, slowly killing his own demonic nature, and gradually feeling that Yin virtue was slowly accumulating, and the face on his forehead closed his eyes, revealing a faint smile.

The centipede spirit listens to the mana of the gods every day, and its spirituality grows incessantly, and it is time to fade away from the body, and it should be given to the destined person.

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