As soon as the sun rose, Alex Reed left the house. He went straight to the house he had bought in the west district of the market. As for the three houses in the east district, one had been destroyed, and the remaining two were not planned to be taken.
When passing by Black Rock Lane, he saw the law enforcement team and a group of people surrounding the burned house. The house was anonymous, so it was not easy for the law enforcement team to find him. Besides, the law enforcement team probably had no intention of looking for anyone.
West District, Hillside Lane.
Alex sat cross-legged on the bed, calming down the emotions after the first actual combat.
"Prepare a few more clothes, preferably to cover the face."
"People die for money, birds die for food..."
Alex sighed with emotion after a long sigh. If the talismans he had learned were not complete, it would be impossible to crush the three people who broke in.
Bang.
The black magic weapon was thrown by Alex in front of him. They were all first-grade low-grade magic weapons. It was also badly damaged by the talisman. It would be good if it could be sold for ten spirit stones.
Then, Alex took out the half-burned spider from the storage bag. This should be a blood poison spider of the first stage. It is so burnt that it is not worth many spirit stones. This time it is considered a big loss.
Looking carefully at the blood poison spider's bones, Alex found that the lower jaw of the poisonous spider was cracked, and there seemed to be something inside.
Click.
The defective flying sword came out again. It cut the lower jaw of the poisonous spider. A storage bag fell down with a click. I don't know who the owner of this poisonous spider is, who actually put the storage bag in the mouth of the poisonous spider.
Low-level storage bags have no restrictions, and anyone can open them. Alex poured out the contents of the storage bag. A small pile of clattering. Nine talismans of various types, and two first-level medium-quality ones. More than a dozen bottles and jars. There are 110 spirit stones. A cultivation method called Water Source Technique, which can be cultivated to the seventh level of Qi training. A torn book on poison making.
Then, Alex opened one of them, and a strong sour smell filled the air.
"Corpse water."
He recognized the contents of the bottle at a glance. It seems that these guys are really veterans. After opening the bottles and jars one by one, Alex determined that most of them were poisons. Holding the torn poison book in his hand, Alex read it with great interest.
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"Hundred Poison Stratagems."
It records the spiritual poisons from the initial stage of Qi training to the level of foundation building. Alex was also shocked when he saw the records. He had heard a rustling sound in the room before, and there was airflow coming out. It seems that these three people put poison in the house as soon as they came up. Fortunately, he was cautious and had prepared the breath-holding talisman. Later, the fire talisman covered the room area, and the poison was burned clean.
With this book of Hundred Poison Stratagems, Alex felt that he would not lose this time. This book is very suitable for him, the sixth child.
Three days later, Alex went out. He first bought a few sets of robes and spiritual ink, and then went to the General Affairs Hall to rent two houses. But this time, his luck was not very good. There were no vacant houses near Hillside Lane.
After settling down again, Alex once again devoted himself to drawing the anti-miasma talisman. After all, the Clearwater Sect is a Jindan Sect. How could it not send anti-miasma talismans after so many casual cultivators continuously sent in? Besides, the shopkeepers of the family shops on the shopping street are more cunning than each other. Alex has no idea how long the benefits of the anti-miasma talisman can be reaped. If he doesn't hurry up, he can only drink soup when he should have eaten mutton.
With the help of spirit stones and yellow bud pills, Alex drew ten anti-miasma talismans in one day without delaying his practice. It's not that it's his limit, but after drawing ten anti-miasma talismans, the spiritual power in his body just reached a state of exhaustion. Refining spirit stones at this time is faster than before. He plans to refine a yellow bud pill every five days. It is not to save spirit stones, but for his own drug resistance.
In many immortal cultivation universes, Taoists generally agree that before the age of sixty is the best time to build a foundation. This is also the case in this immortal cultivation world. The cultivators in the Qi Refining period start their cultivation at the age of ten. With good luck and no shortage of spiritual objects, they can break through a level in one to five years on average. Before the age of sixty, they have a chance to try to break through the foundation.
For most casual cultivators, the frequency of their breakthroughs depends on whether they get spirit stones in a certain period of time.
Alex started his cultivation at the age of eleven. His parents were also casual cultivators, but unfortunately, they died later. Now he is thirty-five or thirty-six. It took him twenty-five years to cultivate to the third level of Qi Refining. It was because he was poor. But now it is different. He has spirit stones.
At night, Alex held a spiritual stone in each hand, refining the spiritual energy.
"I don't know when the courtyard in the central area of the market will be vacant."
Alex thought while practicing.
The next day, near noon.
"Da Da..."
"The people inside come out to register!"
The door of the room was knocked.
Creak--
Hearing that it was very chaotic outside, Alex felt relieved and opened the door. He saw a manager of the Clearwater Sect standing in the alley outside the house. The other monks of the Clearwater Sect law enforcement team were knocking on the doors of the houses in the alley one by one.
"There is no one in this house."
"The people in this room are not dead."
The monks of the Clearwater Sect Law Enforcement Team spoke, and the manager started marking them according to the records in his hand. As for those empty houses, the monks of the Law Enforcement Team threw the things inside directly into the alley. Fortunately, the monks' belongings were all in the storage bags, and the only things left in the house were some bedding and other daily necessities.
Alex understood that this should be what William mentioned about reorganizing the market. There were more than 30 households living in the whole alley, and 20 households had their belongings thrown out. It was unknown whether these people really died or did not have time to come back. With a probability of more than half of them not returning after going out, Alex became more and more certain that he should not go out and take risks easily.
"Listen, the rent will increase by eight spirit stones next month."
"Fellow Daoists who don't have spirit stones to pay the rent, don't worry. My Clearwater Sect will grant you a favor. You can build a shack at the outermost part of the market. My Clearwater Sect will guarantee everyone's safety."
"Of course, you need to build the shack yourself. It only costs two spirit stones per month for the land occupation fee."
As soon as the steward spoke, the cultivators in the alley were speechless. The demon cultivators were very generous to live in the house. If they went to build a shack outside, wouldn't it be more convenient for the demon cultivators?
After the steward made the announcement, he ignored the cultivators in the alley and went to the next alley on his own.
"Eight spirit stones a month, is this a waste of time?"
"It seems that we really have to build a shack next month."
The cultivators in the alley dared to grumble after the steward of the Clearwater Sect left. Alex did not speak and prepared to close the door and continue to practice.
At this time, his eyes inadvertently drifted across the alley and saw a figure coming out of a house next to him, and his expression was stunned.
The figure that came into his eyes made him stunned.
An acquaintance!