Chapter 77.
This stall was very special.
All that was placed on the ground were books, layered in piles and piles, the number of which amounted to at least a few hundred volumes.
Inside the many stalls selling messy miscellaneous items, it was considered a breath of fresh air.
The owner of the stall was a young loose cultivator with a thin figure.
Seeing Wang Chen stop in front of his stall, he immediately squeezed out a big smile, “This fellow Daoist, are you reading? I have all kinds of books here!”
What kind of books are there?
Wang Dust squatted down and asked, “Can you take a look?”
The young loose cultivator put up three fingers, “Only the first three pages.”
Wang Dust nodded his head, indicating that he recognized the other party’s rules.
A cultivator’s memory was much stronger than a mortal’s, and forgetting is just idle, if they were allowed to casually look through them, then it would be impossible for these books to be sold at all.
In fact, the other party’s business was extremely dismal, with no one patronizing it at all.
Most of the people who come here to catch the market are scattered cultivators from outside the region and the bottom of the sect cultivators, the normal cultivation is already very difficult, which has what leisure to spend spirit stones to buy books to read.
Moreover, there is a bookstore in Yunshan City, which has a complete range of books!
Wang Chen then took a thick book.
On the cover were the words “Cloud Dragon Nine Changes”!
Wang Chen: “……”
However, there was no disciple of the Yunyang Sect who didn’t know about the “Nine Changes of the Cloud Dragon”.
This was because it was the Yunyang Sect’s town secret code, rumored to have been created by the Yunyang Ancestor, and it was profound and esoteric.
This gong method pointed directly to the YuanYing Dao, and only the disciple of the headmaster could obtain its true transmission!
Such an important secret manual actually appeared on a stall in the bazaar?
Wait a minute!
Wang Chen fixed his eyes and immediately realized the problem.
It wasn’t “Cloud Dragon Nine Changes”, but “Cloud You Nine Changes”!
Only the word “You” was written in a somewhat wild style, so it was really hard to tell unless one looked closely.
A fake book with a high imitation title!
“This one is not for sale.”
The young loose cultivator was quick on his feet and grabbed the Nine Changes of Yun You and shoved it behind his buttocks, smiling apologetically, “Fellow Daoist, what book do you want to buy? I can help you pick.”
This kind of Shanzhai gongfu secret book could only fool the little white man, Wang Chen had the Yunyang Sect disciple nameplate hanging on his waist, it was not something that he, an outlander loose cultivator, could offend!
The young loose cultivator looked around and said furtively, “I have colorful books of Nine Tailed Turtle, Wandering Immortal Cave, Demented Lady, Apricot Blossom Sky, and Bent and Hairpin here ……”
“Stop!”
Wang Dust’s brain hurts from listening, “I don’t need you to recommend, I’ll choose myself.”
What the heck is all that stuff ……
If he didn’t practice the Heavenly Dragon Vajra Positive Method, he was all wrapped up!
Wang Dust: “How many broken spirits a catty for the books you have here?”
The young casual cultivator was confused, “Huh?”
This book can still be sold by the catty?
Wang Chuan smiled, “It’s fine, how many broken spirits per book?”
In his previous life, Wang Dust had really bought a lot of books that cost nine dollars a catty, stuffing a large bookcase full of books.
The young loose cultivator scratched his head, “How about four, three broken spirits?”
He suddenly felt that Wang Dust’s algorithm was very good, because books were thick and thin, and selling them by the catty was instead the most fair.
“OK.”
Wang Chen did not bargain with the other party.
This young cultivator was obscene, but some of the books laid out were still quite good.
After some picking and choosing, Wang Dust selected a total of fifty books.
These books included both the travels of the cultivator and the accounts of demons and evil spirits.
Wang Dust even found one of the Purple Mansion Superior’s gossip notes!
It should have been compiled by this superior’s descendant’s accounts.
These books couldn’t help Wang Chen improve his strength, but they could increase his insight and knowledge.
They might come in handy at some point!
As for those books related to feats and techniques, Wang Chen didn’t even have the interest to look through them.
It was because almost all of the secret books on feats and techniques sold at the stalls were fake and wrong, and there was not one in a million of the real ones!
In the last settlement, he only spent a bit of Spirit 50 broken Spirits.
After paying for the books, Wang Chen got up and prepared to leave.
The young monk suddenly lowered his voice and asked, “Fellow Daoist, I have a treasure map here …….”
Wang Dust didn’t even bother to pay attention to him and left on his own.
A treasure map?
That was definitely a contraption that was even more pitiful than a secret book of merit!
It is said that some devil cultivators like to use the treasure map to fish, copy a few hundred copies of the circulation out, wait until those who think they have the chance of the budding cultivators hurriedly run over, and then out of the tackle knocked down the bones and sucked the marrow to deprive the soul.
The diagram was probably real, pointing to a cultivation cave left behind by a certain superior or even a real person.
But there couldn’t possibly be any treasures present inside other than trap mechanisms!
And these jianghu experiences were all told to the original owner by Wang Shaoyuan.
As for this young loose cultivator who tried to peddle the treasure map.
Whether intentionally or unintentionally, Wang Chen had already blacklisted him.
He continued to go around the bazaar for almost half an hour, and bought some more things that he could use in his normal life.
Then he headed back home.
Going back was still in a dragon scale carriage.
There was a long row of them parked by the side of the road, and after one was full, it would leave, and the one behind it would immediately replace it and continue to pick up passengers.
Much like the urban and rural buses in Wang Chen’s previous life.
Inside the passengers with him, there were quite a few grandpa and grandma level cultivators.
They were laughing and joking along the way, looking very happy.
Everyone’s face was filled with happiness and fulfillment.
Although this year was generally not very favorable.
During the summer, a large number of spiritual fields were plagued by insects, and there were also gray-eyed bandits that invaded the countryside and stirred up the countryside.
However, all of these scourges were removed by the sect.
In the early winter, the second season rice harvest was very good, and everyone was able to breathe a sigh of relief and have a new year with plenty of food and clothing.
A few days ago, there was a heavy snowfall.
As the saying goes, snow is a sign of a good year, so next year is guaranteed to be even better.
As for being happy or not, just look at those Outlander Scattered Cultivators, their days are what’s called miserable!
The crowd tsked.
Another grandpa said that his youngest son had joined the Open Land Camp a few months ago.
Not only did he save his family ten acres of spiritual fields, but he also returned two days ago with the dividends and rewards from opening up the land, and even his cultivation level has risen by one level!
Everyone was envious and jealous.
A few older women asked about the child’s destiny and promoted their own daughters and nieces.
The grandfather smiled so much that his mouth couldn’t even close.
This day of his, it was getting more and more promising!
Suddenly someone at the edge of the corner muttered, “I heard that the field rent will be increased next year.”
The surroundings instantly became quiet.
Regarding the matter of increasing the rent next year, I don’t know who spread the rumor.
It had recently spread all over the ten miles and eight villages.
Everyone was in disbelief.
Currently, most of the spirit planters and tenants pay seventy-five percent of their share of rent to the sect.
It was equivalent to seventy-five pounds of field rent paid on a hundred pounds of spirit grain.
The twenty-five pounds of rations that they keep for themselves is really not much.
If the rent was increased further, to eighty percent or even higher, it would be difficult for everyone to fill their stomachs with spirit grain.
Although the cheap tribute rice could also fill their stomachs.
But if the self-retained spirit grain wasn’t enough to eat, where would there be any left over to exchange for the resources needed for cultivation!
In case something happens again next year ……
The group’s hearts couldn’t help but cast a shadow over them, and they all lost interest in talking.
It was too upsetting.
In the carriage, only the sparkling sound of wheels running over the stone road could be heard.