Chapter 80: The magic weapon is exchanged for food, the monk bends down for five buckets of rice,
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At this time, Zhou Sui planned to continue practicing, but suddenly he heard a knock on the door outside the house.
"Who is it?"
Zhou Sui thought and sensed an old monk appearing outside the door. He looked like he was seventy or eighty years old, and his cultivation had reached the eighth level of Qi training.
He immediately recognized that the other person was his nearby neighbor Qian Wei, a weapon refiner.
It's just that I and the other party are just acquaintances, not very familiar with each other.
Unexpectedly, Qian Wei came to the door.
"Fellow Daoist Qian, I wonder why you suddenly came to the door?"
Zhou Sui opened the door and asked.
"Fellow Daoist Zhou."
Seeing Zhou Sui open the door, Qian Wei was overjoyed and immediately explained his purpose: "That's it. I wonder if Fellow Daoist Zhou has any extra food and spiritual meat. I can exchange it for a low-grade magic weapon." He thought
. Exchange spiritual meat and spiritual rice with Zhou Sui.
"Exchanging spiritual rice and spiritual flesh? Does Taoist Qian have no food on his body?" Upon
hearing this, Zhou Sui was stunned. To be honest, this kind of thing was unheard of.
In Miyun City before, spiritual rice and spiritual flesh were basically not worth much. Other monks wanted to use these grains in exchange for elixirs and magic weapons, which was simply nonsense.
But now, it is incredible that Qian Wei is willing to exchange precious magic weapons.
It's like exchanging gold for rice and flour.
In peacetime, no one would do such stupid things.
"It's gone. It's gone a long time ago. Who would have thought that Miyun City would be besieged for such a long time. I didn't expect to store so much food. The food stored before has been eaten up long ago, and there is not even a Bigu Pill. "
Qian Wei is so regretful now that his intestines are green.
If he had known that food was so important, he would have stored a pile of food.
How can I bend my back for five buckets of rice like now?
But there is nothing we can do about it. The storage bags on monks have limited space. Most of them only have one or two cubic meters of space. Most of them are used to store secret books, magic weapons, elixirs and other precious treasures. Where can food be stored? ah.
Moreover, the price of Bigu Pills is not cheap, and no one would store a large amount of Bigu Pills.
"Even if you run out of food, you can still buy it. Doesn't it mean that shops can supply limited supplies now? Why sell your magic weapon at a low price?"
Zhou Sui asked.
"Don't you know, fellow Daoist Zhou?"
Hearing this, Qian Wei seemed a little surprised: "Last night, the warehouse storing spiritual rice and meat in Miyun City was attacked by spies from the Youmo Sect, and a large amount of food was destroyed. Yu once.
Now even the Xianxia Sect can't come up with a lot of food. Even if you go to the store to buy it now, you can't buy a grain of rice even if it costs dozens of times the price." "The Youmo Sect monks
attacked Lingmi warehouse?"
Zhou Sui was stunned. After all, he always stayed at home and basically didn't go out. Naturally, he was not so sensitive to what was happening in the outside world.
He didn't expect that Youmo Sect spies would attack the Lingmi warehouse.
There is no doubt that this is a heavy blow to Xianxia Sect.
After all, the monk's storage bag space is limited, and it is impossible to store all the food in the storage bag. There is still a large amount of spiritual rice and meat stored in the warehouse.
Normally, these places are heavily guarded.
But it was obvious that the spies of the Youmo Sect were clever and used some means to hide the secret from the guards and burn the spiritual rice and meat in the warehouse with a fire.
This also led to a sharp decline in the food placed by Xianxia Sect in Miyun City.
Originally, if the supply was limited, the monks in Miyun City could still eat it for more than a year.
But now, a lot of spiritual rice has been burned and meat has been destroyed, resulting in a large amount of food disappearing. This will definitely cause Miyun City to fall into a state of famine, and I don’t know how many monks will be hungry by then.
No wonder Qian Wei is willing to use magical artifacts in exchange for food.
After all, no matter how precious the magic weapon is, it cannot fill your stomach.
I don’t know how many monks are so anxious now that they want to exchange elixirs, magic weapons, talismans and other things for food.
"Sorry, we don't have much food reserves. If Taoist Taoist Qian has some, I still have some talismans. Maybe I can exchange them with Taoist Taoist. The price is guaranteed to be very cheap." Zhou Sui said calmly
.
He has no intention of trading grain with the other party.
It is true that I still have a lot of food on me, so I might be able to take advantage of the opportunity to exchange a large number of magic weapons and elixirs at a low price.
You can even take the opportunity to make a fortune and make a fortune.
The problem is, it's just too dangerous.
If other monks find out that he has a large amount of food on him, I am afraid that what will come is not money, but murder and robbery.
He has been in Miyun City for so many years and has long been familiar with the nature of the monks.
Even though these monks may seem amiable and amiable on weekdays, once they are able to make a profit and bully the weak, they may become murderous cultivators without hesitation.
Armed with a sharp weapon, the murderous intention arises.
This is the cultivator.
You can make money at any time, there is no need to take risks and become the target of public criticism at this time.
"Don't you have any food? Then I'll say goodbye."
Hearing this, Qian Wei's face turned green and he said angrily. He originally had no food, so he wanted to use magic weapons to exchange food with other monks.
But this guy is so good, he actually wants to use the talisman to exchange for food with him. Isn't this nonsense?
If you are in the wild, the talisman may still be of some use.
But in Miyun City, talismans cannot be used as food.
If he really exchanged his remaining food, he would probably starve to death.
He's not that stupid.
So he left without hesitation and went to other places, hoping to exchange food with other monks who had enough food.
"Friend Qian, go slowly."
Zhou Sui waved his hand and said goodbye to Qian Wei.
But he soon discovered that it wasn't just Qian Wei who came to visit.
Neighbors around, including Daoist Zhu, Daoist Sun, and Feng Daoyou, and more than a dozen monks in the late stages of Qi training also came to the door, wanting to trade grain with Zhou Sui to obtain food.
Obviously, these monks were also caught in a food crisis and wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to exchange for a large amount of food.
Some even took out the treasures they had packed at the bottom of the box, such as elixir recipes, magic weapons, elixirs, secret books, etc.
It's a pity that Zhou Sui rejected them all, saying that he didn't have much food even at home.
These monks had no choice but to leave in disappointment.
After all, it was impossible for them to force Zhou Sui. With Ji Bingyu and Xia Jingyan, two monks at the ninth level of qi training, they had to weigh their own weight and whether it was worth it to really take action.
Of course, if Zhou Sui was still a monk at the first level of Qi training in the past, he would have been killed by these wolf-like neighbor monks long ago, and all the food on him would have been taken away.
At this time, no one would care about such neighborliness.
The most important thing is that they didn't have much affection at first. They were just acquaintances at most, not very familiar with each other.
(End of chapter)