"I'm getting rich! I'm really getting rich this time!"

On the way back to the dilapidated house in the city, Chen Guo was almost in a daze. His mind was filled with the sharp appearance of the powerful red thunder talisman just now. When he thought of the talisman made with spirit, small capital and high profit, Chen Guo's eyes were filled with the sparkling spirit stones.

filled with.

Just as he returned to the house, Xiaobai came out of the stone talisman. Seeing Chen Guo's triumphant expression, he couldn't help but pour cold water on Chen Guo: "Don't be too happy too early, Chen Guo."

Chen Guo was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help asking quickly: "What's wrong? Xiao Bai."

"I'm telling you not to be too happy yet. After all, refining talismans has its own success rate. Just because you succeeded the first time, it doesn't mean that your paper talisman is 100% successful now." Xiaobai held his hands,

He looked at Chen Guo seriously.

"You mean I still need to test the success rate of making my own talisman?"

Xiaobai nodded and said seriously: "The most important thing in refining talismans is to maintain rigor. If you start making talisman papers casually because of the success of this refining, then your success rate will become more and more

Gao, I hope you can maintain your original intention and not become complacent because of it."

The burning pride in Chen Guo's heart also cooled down due to Xiaobai's preaching, and his attitude became corrected.

I must not get carried away because of this. I am just a rookie now. It concerns my own future and I cannot afford to take things for granted.

Chen Guo couldn't help but warn himself in his heart. He walked back to the broken table with a solemn expression, stared at the talisman paper on the table, and then started his talisman refining journey again.

The first painting that Chen Guo repainted was declared a failure due to the excessive use of his true energy, which caused the strokes to become skewed and Fu Li lost all his spiritual energy.

The second one also failed because Chen Guo did not pay attention to the loss of his spiritual energy during the drawing of the talisman. As a result, he collapsed on the ground collapsed in the middle of drawing the talisman. Therefore, the second one also failed.

"How could this happen? The true energy is depleted too quickly."

Chen Guo's whole body was soaked with sweat, and he opened his hands weakly on the ground. He felt as if his spiritual energy had been drained out of his body, and he couldn't exert any strength at all.

"Using spirit to make talismans consumes the most real energy. Otherwise, why would I ask you to prepare Qi Recovery Pill? I didn't go into details just now, I just let you experience it yourself. You must always pay attention to the degree of your real energy usage. This is also a kind of

A way to hone your spiritual mastery.”

Xiaobai, who was watching Chen Guo's refining closely, couldn't help but speak.

"I see. It seems I was reckless. I thought I could make ten talismans in one go."

Chen Guo took out a medicine bottle from his sleeve, poured out a Qi-Reviving Pill, threw it into his mouth and chewed it. When the Qi-Reviving Pill took effect, the true energy in Chen Guo's body gradually recovered.

This Qi Pill is a first-level elixir that can slowly restore true energy. Although the recovery speed is not fast, it can recover a lot by combining it with your own skills.

"Then my true energy now should be a magic talisman and I need to consume a rejuvenation pill."

Chen Guo also gained his own experience from the situation just now. It turns out that making a talisman with spirit is not as easy as imagined.

"The most important thing for you now is to make all the remaining talismans and study the success rate." Xiaobai reminded.

Chen Guo glanced at the darkening sky outside, took out half a candle from under the bed and lit it. After resting for a while, he came back to the table and started refining the talisman. Under Chen Guo's focused refining, the third

Zhang Fafu finally succeeded.

Next, he took a Qi Restoration Pill and refined it again. Repeated operations allowed Chen Guo to gain experience in refining the talisman, and he gradually became more comfortable with it.

Under the dim candlelight, Chen Guo concentrated on writing the talisman pen on the table, and time passed slowly.

When the last talisman was refined, Chen Guo was exhausted mentally and slumped down on the ground. Although he was still chewing the Qi Recovery Pill, Chen Guo no longer wanted to move.

Of the remaining nine talismans, five were successfully refined and four failed. It took Chen Guo countless energy and several hours to refine. Even with the one that was successful at the beginning, Chen Guo's refining success rate was only 60%.

This refining method not only consumes spiritual power, but also requires concentration on refining, which has caused Chen Guo's current mental depression.

"Alas, it turns out I can only refine six of them."

After spending so much effort, he only succeeded in getting six pictures. Chen Guo looked gloomy and couldn't help but feel depressed.

"There is nothing to complain about. Refining magic talismans involves losses. Now you have been able to refine 60% of them. You are already better than many talisman refiners. What's more, you are just a novice."

Xiao Bai, who was observing Chen Guo's whole process of refining the talisman, was already shocked by Chen Guo, because a monk without refining experience could not achieve such a high success rate. This can only mean that Chen Guo's talent is too extraordinary to achieve such a success.

Results.

"real?"

Hearing Xiao Bai's affirmation, it was as if a tube of chicken blood had been injected into the tired Chen Guo, and he stood up in surprise.

"As long as you can refine it regularly, I can estimate that your success rate in refining talismans will be higher and higher in the future. However, you should strengthen your own strength now. When your spiritual power becomes stronger and stronger, you will not suffer from such mental and physical exhaustion.

situation."

"Okay, I'll change these talismans into spiritual stones tomorrow and use them for practice first."

Xiaobai thought for a moment, as if remembering something, and reminded: "You can't sell these talismans so arrogantly."

"Why is this?" Xiaobai's words made Chen Guo a little confused.

"How did you, a poor casual cultivator, get so many red thunder talismans? If you go to a store to sell them without hesitation, you will only be stared at. Later, you will be arrested by some sect such as Tianmingmen and put you under house arrest.

Help them refine talismans, and then you will be a loser who only knows how to refine talismans." Xiaobai reminded with a serious look.

After listening to Xiaobai's words, Chen Guo was thoughtful, his face became nervous, and he gradually became afraid.

If you are really targeted by someone like Tianmingmen, not only will you not be able to practice magic, but you will also have to work hard to refine talismans for them every day. You will really be no different from a waste.

Suddenly, Chen Guo's eyes lit up, and a plan emerged in his mind.

"I have a way to take out the talisman and sell it openly."

"Eh? What can I do?" Xiao Bai stared at Chen Guo in disbelief.

"Hehe, you will know when the time comes." Chen Guo smiled pretending to be mysterious, which made Xiao Bai on the side look confused.

"Okay, just wait and see the good show. It's getting late. Get some rest early. You'll know tomorrow."

Seeing Chen Guo who was pretending to be mysterious, Xiao Bai couldn't help but pout and express his dissatisfaction. However, seeing that Chen Guo had returned to the straw bed and started sleeping, Xiao Bai was too embarrassed to ask again and shook his head.

Return to the stone talisman.

The next morning, Chen got up early, put on everything, hid all the talismans in his linen clothes, and hurried out, heading out of the city.

In a wilderness outside Luofu City, there is a group of low-level monks who are looking for treasure.

It is said that five years ago in this wilderness, a great battle broke out between a great master of the True Mystic Realm and a sect from the southern border of the Mysterious Demon Continent. For a time, the mountains collapsed and the ground cracked. Countless monks fell and magic weapons and talismans were also lost.

There are countless things missing, so it has always attracted countless monks to search here, hoping to get some benefit and make a lot of money.

Somewhere in this wilderness, a monk with a long, roebuck-headed head dropped his shovel and angrily said to the black-faced, thick-browed monk who was digging hard in front of him: "Brother, why do we have to dig so early in the morning every time?"

Hole?"

The surrounding ground was dug into a mess by the two men, with potholes everywhere. The black-faced monk still waved the shovel and said slowly: "Skinny Monkey, as long as we work hard, we will succeed sooner or later, so those of us who are doing big things can only

Only when you work early in the morning and late at night can you accomplish great things."

After hearing what the black-faced monk said, the deer-browed monk began to think and felt something was wrong. However, this sentence seemed to make sense and he could not find any reason to refute it.

Just as the deer-browed rat-eye picked up the shovel again, he was ready to dig.

At that time, I found a guy in gray linen clothes with messy short hair digging a mound of soil not far away with his bare hands.

"Brother, look over there, there are actually people looking for the place where we dug yesterday." The deer-browed rat-eyed man sneered at the black-faced monk.

"Skinny monkey, don't laugh at me, keep digging for you." The black-faced monk looked at that place, shook his head, and continued to work with a sneer in his heart.

The deer-browed rat-eyed man couldn't help but proudly shouted to the man: "Brother, we plowed through that land yesterday, and there is nothing there."

"Thank you, brother. I'm just here to try my luck. It's the same wherever I dig."

The man in sackcloth was still busy on the mound.

"This stupid guy doesn't listen to what he says." The deer-headed mouse-eyed man sneered softly, then waved the shovel and continued digging.

"Huh? What is this!" Suddenly, the man in linen clothes shouted as if he had found something in the mound of soil.

The eyes of the deer-headed, rat-eyed monk and the black-faced monk were attracted by the voice of the man in linen clothes, and they couldn't help but look at the man in linen clothes.

"Ha, is there really one?" The two people looked at the man in linen clothes and became dumbfounded for an instant. Their eyes were fixed on the pile of mud-covered talismans in the hands of the linen man.

"Red Thunder Talisman! These are Red Thunder Talisman. Oh my god, why are you so nice to me!" The man in linen clothes held the talisman tightly in his hand and bowed to the sky in thanksgiving.

"What? The second-level magic talisman, the red thunder talisman?" The two looked at the man in linen in surprise.

As if to verify the authenticity of the talisman, the man in sackcloth took out a talisman from his hand, pointed it at the mound on the other side, and penetrated the true essence.

With a "crack" sound, a violent red thunder erupted from the talisman and struck towards the mound.

"Boom", the mound of soil was scattered by the red thunder, leaving a big hole in the ground. For a moment, dust and gravel flew up, and the man in linen clothes and the two people around him were disgraced.

"Ahem, it's really the red thunder talisman!" The man in linen had his short hair covered with dust, but he was extremely happy. He put the talisman into his robe and ran away happily.

Only the deer-headed and rat-eyed monks and the black-faced monks were left holding the shovel and standing there blankly.

"Brother, it seems that he really found the treasure in the place where we dug yesterday." After a while, the deer-headed and rat-eyed man couldn't help but exclaimed to the black-faced monk.

The black-faced monk didn't have time to respond, so he threw down his shovel, ran directly towards where the man in sackcloth had been, and started digging with his bare hands.

"Brother, wait for me!"

Seeing the black-faced monk like this, the deer-headed rat-eyed man couldn't help it and ran over and started digging.

"Did you know? There was a man who dug up a second-level talisman in the wilderness outside the city this morning?" Monk A in Luofu City said to Monk B.

"What? There is a man who dug up a high-level magic weapon of Xuan level outside the city?" Monk C squatted in a corner of the city wall and secretly heard Monk Ding talking to others.

"Excuse me, there is a casual cultivator outside the city who actually dug up a high-grade immortal-level magic weapon, the Queen Mother of the West, Fire Phoenix Xie Yi." A rookie at the first level of the Virtual Yuan Realm falsely advertised in the city.

For a time, the news that a man in gray and white linen clothes had excavated a second-level talisman in the wilderness spread wider and wider, and the news became more and more bizarre. Many monks came to dig in the wilderness, and some had quarrels over a place, or because of Fighting over the ownership of a mound, and what's more, because even a small stone can be a life-or-death fight, countless fights broke out in the wilderness.

The initiator of this incident was Chen Guo. At this time, he was finding a broken wooden barrel to take a bath in the dilapidated house.

"How about this? I can use this method. It can falsely advertise the source of my talismans and hide the quantity. Even if I sell more talismans in the future, no one will suspect that I know how to refine the talismans."

Chen Guo in the barrel said proudly to Xiao Bai who was blushing with shame.
Chapter completed!