Fat Nightmare has a good idea, but it is still a bit difficult to implement.

First, you can't do things behind closed doors. You need to buy some conversation books and come back to study.

After knowing Fat Nightmare's idea, Fire Phoenix directly held a stack of drawing notebooks in front of it.

[Fat Nightmare, these painting notebooks are all taken from the Nine Desolations Secret Realm, they should be better than those outside. 】

Baizhi also came over, nodding and shaking his head.

[It’s good, but we still have to follow the trend. What was popular tens of thousands of years ago may not be popular now.

We should combine these two together and write a picture book with our own unique style.】

Fat Nightmare nodded, [Baizhi, you have such a business mind.]

Baizhi was praised, and he put his two limp arms behind his back.

[That’s natural. I am the first of the master’s children to support myself.]

This is true, Baizhi is good at growing grass, and the spiritual grass he grows can be sold for a lot of spiritual stones.

[Oh, Baizhi is so powerful, so you should help me more in the future.]

[Don’t worry, you first ask the master to buy some painting notebooks for you, and then we can work together to figure out how to do it better. 】

【Yeah, okay.】

Fat Nightmare told Feng Wan her idea immediately.

Feng Wan is currently selecting monster eggs.

After hearing what Fat Nightmare said, she naturally supported it.

After buying the monster eggs, I went to buy some drawing books, not only for Fat Nightmare, but also for Senior Tyrant Lion.

This batch of monster eggs was also extremely good. Feng Wan directly selected a hundred of them, and some of them were quite precious monster eggs.

The harvest from this visit to Fangshi was really great. After Feng Wan paid the money, she planned to buy a painting book.

Chi Hui likes shopping the most, and since it's dark now, the lights in the market are quite beautiful.

She couldn't miss such a good opportunity.

"Wanwan, I'll go with you. I'm the best at picking out drawing books."

"Well, okay."

Feng Wan and Chi Hui left the shop, and her guardian Yan followed them.

Feng Wan has always felt that this guardian who suddenly appeared a few years ago is not simple.

Especially when we met this time, I always felt that the familiar feeling about her was even stronger.

Seeing Feng Wan staring at her guardian, Chi Hui couldn't help but turned sideways to block Feng Wan's sight.

[Buanwan, he has nothing to look at. Just look at me. I am much prettier than him.]

Feng Wan withdrew her gaze and looked at the beautiful scenery on the street.

Chi Hui was then satisfied, turned around and glared at Yan fiercely.

And mouthed a warning to him to stay away.

Yan, who was inexplicably disgusted, touched the back of his head rather innocently.

Chi Hui likes her very much, why is he so heartless all of a sudden?

Okay, she understood, she was worthless in front of Feng Wan.

The market at the foot of Tianyuan Sect is still very bustling even at night, even more lively than during the day.

Especially pairs of Taoist couples, who seemed too embarrassed to come out and walk hand in hand during the day, so they came out under the moonlight.

Feng Wan was not interested in these at all. She wanted to finish the shopping quickly and go back.

Various shops and stalls on the street also hung beautiful lanterns of various shapes, which was also a means of attracting distinguished customers.

Bai Yu came back with a full harvest and met up with Feng Wan.

The reason why it's so late is not that the spiritual wine brewed by round-eared rabbits is not good.

It was the first time he came here to set up a stall. He looked strange and couldn't shout, so he was unable to sell the first jar of spiritual wine.

In the end, Bai Yu changed his strategy and performed a talent, and then a middle-aged female cultivator bought the first altar.

As long as someone buys it, Bai Yu will have nothing to worry about.

Because as long as the female nun drinks it, she will definitely buy it again.

Sure enough, the female nun not only returned by herself, but also brought her companions.

They clamored to round up all the spiritual wine on Bai Yu's table.

But Bai Yu remembered his master's words, each person can only sell one jar.

Things are more valuable when they are rare, and even if there are too many of the best things, they are no longer valuable.

In addition, only by selling to more people can the reputation of spiritual wine be spread better.

Because you can only buy one jar, it's first come first served.

Everyone was so excited that in the blink of an eye, hundreds of jars of spiritual wine were all sold out.

Those who didn't get it even made reservations with Bai Yu for next time, but Bai Yu didn't take their deposit and just asked them to come early next time.

After listening to Bai Yu's story, the round-eared rabbit became even happier.

It seems that everyone likes its wine-making skills, and it wants to start brewing again as soon as possible.

Fat Nightmare looked at it with envy. When did his picture book become so popular?

Feng Wan let Bai Yu return to his space, and then continued to look for a stall selling painting books.

There are not many stalls selling drawing books, after all, this is a recreational activity.

Painting books and spiritual wine are incomparable.

Spiritual wine can be enjoyed and increased spiritual power, while drawing a book is just for fun.

Those who buy picture books are usually young men and young ladies from big families.

But even this small group of people can support several storybook stalls.

"Buanwan, there's one over there, let's go take a look."

Chi Hui has been shopping all year round and has very good eyesight. Through the bustling crowd, she spotted the storybook stall surrounded by two monks.

"Well, let's go over and have a look."

When Feng Wan and Chi Hui arrived in front of the stall, there were two male practitioners paying spiritual stones.

"You two gentlemen are welcome to come again next time."

"Your drawing book is pretty good. When you update it, we will come again."

The two male cultivators turned around and were about to leave, when they happened to meet Feng Wan and Chi Hui.

The tall male cultivator among them immediately widened his eyes.

"You, are you Fengwan?"

Fengwan didn't deliberately hide her appearance, but she didn't want to be the center of attention either.

With his dual identity as a sixth-level alchemy master and the strongest golden elixir master in the Tianyuan Sect, most of the monks in the Southern Wilderness now know Feng Wan.

Feng Wan nodded, "Yes, I am."

Chi Hui was a little unhappy. It was another male cultivator who came forward to get close to her. It was really annoying.

The tall male cultivator rubbed his hands excitedly, feeling a little at a loss.

"Um, hello, my name is Wang Jingcheng, he is my brother Wang Jingyan, I am..."

Before Wang Jingcheng could finish his words, his brother gave him a nudge on the elbow, probably because he didn't want him to reveal too much information.

"Fellow Taoist Fengwan, I am making you laugh. My brother is like this. He talks too much when he is nervous.

But he doesn’t mean any harm, I hope you don’t take it to heart.”

"Yes, yes, I don't have any bad intentions."

Wang Jingcheng echoed, smiling with two rows of white teeth. He was naive, but a little cute.

"Hello."

"Hello Fairy Fengwan, we are San..."

Wang Jingcheng's words were interrupted again, "Brother, we have finished shopping. Let's go quickly. Don't delay Fellow Taoist Fengwan's shopping."

"Okay, Fairy Fengwan, we will meet again later."

"good."

Wang Jingcheng was hurriedly pulled away by Wang Jingyan.

Come on, come on!

(End of chapter)


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