If you want to sell talismans, if you just have a low-grade talisman, you can't sell it for a long time. It is impossible to use it to accumulate resources for yourself. Ye Shu has a lot of runes mastered. A few arrangements can generate multiple talismans. Even because he is familiar with about 64 ancient characters, as long as he integrates these ancient characters into the runes, he can increase the power of the talisman. In addition, he can also find materials and make some special talisman paper by himself to increase the power of the talisman a little bit, so he can naturally sell it for a high price.

However, in this case, it will inevitably attract the attention of those who are interested. Ye Shu is not in the realm and it is difficult to prevent it. It may be a bit dangerous.

Ye Shu thought for a while and chose to draw a talisman.

It is just because when selling medicinal materials, they are mostly for a long time, so people may not be able to detect that they have treasures that can quickly cultivate medicinal materials. If they are guilty of possessing a treasure, they are more likely to be targeted. On the contrary, they draw talismans. Even if they are finally caught, the people here have limited knowledge. How can they know such magical things as "Ancient characters"? Most of them will still look on the talisman paper. As for why the runes he drew are better than others, it is said that they are talented in drawing talismans.

Of course, Ye Shu would be very careful - if he could not be aware of it, it would be better. After he was determined, he practiced for a night, and on the second day, he went out to a distant shop.

Ye Shu once saw this shop. The things inside are quite complete, not expensive, and the quality is pretty good. However, because of the poor low-level business, the business is relatively deserted. Now for Ye Shu, it is a good choice.

The flag was inserted diagonally in front of the debris shop. The wooden door opened could only allow two or three people to enter at the same time, which was really narrow. The place where you entered was a little bigger, but it was just a few shelves and a table, and a female cultivator with a bit of sad face on the top.

When the female cultivator saw a guest coming in, she looked up and seemed a little disappointed when she felt the talented Qi refining level, but she was still very enthusiastic: "My fellow Taoist, don't know what you want?"

Ye Shu unintentionally dragged it and said directly: "Do you have a talisman ink talisman pen?"

When the female cultivator heard this, she knew that he was really going to buy something, and immediately said, "Daoist is going to draw talismans? There are a lot of talismans here, made of cinnabar, beast blood, and jade chips. These three types of blending are also made of different prices, and the blending formula is different, which is more expensive than the single one... I wonder which one is a friend? The quality of the talisman is also different. The most important is the bamboo tube body, with jade and monster bones on it. The nib of the pen is also different."

Ye Shu knew that most of the talismans were made of these three types of things, and then he heard this and said, "Give me some cinnabar first, you need ten pieces of lower-grade talisman paper and a bamboo tube talisman pen."

When the female cultivator heard him say this, she calculated the price and said, "One tael of cinnabar, one tael of silver for a lower-grade talisman paper, five taels of silver for a total of five taels, and one bamboo tube talisman pen with eleven taels, totaling eleven taels of silver."

Ye Shu nodded: "Pack up."

The female cultivator naturally wrapped the things immediately and showed them one by one before wrapping them for Ye Shu.

Ye Shu took the thing, gave the silver, turned around and left.

The female cultivator was also a little happy to do a business.

It is true that this young monk who is at the Qi Refining Level doesn’t spend much money, but no matter how small the mosquito is, it’s still meat. Her place is too biased, and it’s good to make a little more money.

She put the silver away, turned a child out of it, and held the door frame and poked her head timidly: "Mom."

The female cultivator hurried over and picked up the child: "Baoer woke up?"

The child nodded weakly.

The female cultivator didn't want anything else, so she quickly put on clothes and took care of him, and said, "Baoer is not afraid, grow up well, just wait for your father to come out of seclusion..."

The child nodded weakly: "Be good, grow up well, Baoer understands."

The mother and son here are warm and affectionate, while Ye Shu has quickly returned to his scattered house.

He has not much money on him, so he should take the opportunity to draw some talismans first and sell them. For the time being, he can only draw talismans during the day and practice quietly at night.

In the outside of the house, Ye Shu put everything on the table.

The quality of the talisman ink is ordinary, but it is not inferior; looking at the talisman paper, it is also ordinary and has a little spiritual energy; the talisman pen is slightly rough, but at least it does not affect the drawing of the talisman.

It is good to be able to do something like this with only eleven taels of silver. The female cultivator in the store never bullied him a layer of Qi refining and gave him inferior goods. When it was sold, she was willing to inspect the goods first, so she could trade it frequently in the future.

After thinking about this, Ye Shu threw the female cultivator aside, took out a talisman, dipped it ink, and quickly stroked the talisman paper - flowing clouds and water, smooth and free, and clicked in one stroke.

When the pen is finished, a rune is completed successfully. The talisman absorbs a ball of spiritual energy and immediately becomes bright and has a very good quality.

Ye Shu looked at it and was quite satisfied. He immediately drew the second, third, fourth... and ten low-grade talismans were not used for half an hour. After drawing it, he used up all eight wisps of magic power.

Among the talismans drawn, there are five talismans of the Fire and five thunder talismans, all of which are talismans for attack and killing.

These talismans are also simple to construct. Each one is just a rune, and there are many more powerful talismans of similar talismans. However, although the spiritual energy here is stronger than that of the mortal world, the overall cultivation level is not high. If you build a foundation, you can be called a real person. I think it is just a remote place. He didn't know that the most complex low-grade talisman here is composed of several runes, so he naturally needs to be more alert and be the most ordinary first.

After the painting, Ye Shu sat cross-legged and swallowed half a drop of Chaos Water to replenish his magic power. Then he disguised himself as a young monk who had become a thin young man, and took just after noon to take these ten low-grade talismans to a gathering place for a low-level stall in the market.

After arriving, Ye Shu found the manager there and rented a stall for three taels of silver. The stall could only stay until the hour of Xu, and when the time came, he had to leave.

Ye Shu had no objection, so he took the wooden sign of the voucher and walked in.

This is a street with street stalls on both sides, about one stall per meter. The stalls can be larger or smaller, and they are tight and easy to use.

He found a place close to the middle section, spread out a cloth that was 100 to 30 feet long, and placed two stacks of talismans on it.

The fire talisman on the left and the small thunder talisman on the right all carry a faint light of inspiration, but it is not very conspicuous.

As soon as it was put out, the two stall owners next to me came over.

One of them sold elixirs and the other sold weapons. When they saw that the new one was taking out a talisman and did not steal the business, they took back their eyes without much care.

Ye Shu sat cross-legged and looked indifferent to the conversation between the two sides.

While he slowly used the exercises, he waited silently.

About one stick of incense, there were more monks on the dilapidated street where this stall gathered.

There are usually very few good things sold on street stalls, so most of the cultivators who come here are below the third level of Qi Refining. Occasionally, some low-level cultivators don’t recognize things on the stalls. When they buy them, they find that they are treasures. Therefore, occasionally some cultivators above the fourth level of Qi Refining will come here and take a look.

Ye Shu's spiritual consciousness swept around.

Nowadays, all those who come and go are below the third level of Qi Refining.

Soon, a monk came here.

He did not come to Ye Shu's place, but went to the stall selling pills next to him, and looked at the small porcelain bottles carefully, wanting to open them one by one to distinguish them.

The stall owner was a little impatient: "Do you buy it? There are only low-quality dew pills and low-quality Changchun pills, so don't look at it if you don't buy it."

The monk frowned: "There are no more special ones?"

The stall owner was even more impatient: "What's special?"

The monk said, "It instantly improves mana."

The stall owner curled his lips: "I still want to buy this kind of elixir at the stall?" He almost cursed "poor".

The monk who came to ask looked at his face at about 30 years old, wearing an ordinary blue shirt, and only had the second level of Qi refining cultivation, and he could not stand with him. It can be seen that he was not a rich man.

No wonder the stall owner was upset when he asked him and was unwilling to pay attention to it. There was really no need to make any money.

The blue-shirt monk had anger on his face, as if he wanted to argue with the stall owner. However, he knew the rules here, and after enduring it, he was ready to get up and leave. Before leaving, his eyes accidentally passed over the stall next to him, but he noticed a light of inspiration. By accident, he came to the stall where Ye Shu was.

The monk in blue shirt squatted down and asked in surprise: "Do you sell low-grade talismans here?"

Ye Shu said: "Yes."

The monk in blue shirt showed a hint of joy: "How to sell the low-quality talismans?"

Ye Shu had inquired about the price of the lower-grade spiritual talisman, thought for a while, and said, "Twenty taels of silver per piece."

The monk in blue shirt suddenly opened his eyes wide and blurted out: "Twenty taels? The normal price of low-grade spiritual talismans is only ten taels, but you actually doubled the price. This, this..."

Ye Shu said: "A good value for one tael of silver, this talisman is three points stronger than an ordinary talisman, so it has this price."

The monk in blue shirt originally wanted to leave, but after Ye Shu said this, he could no longer walk.

It is rare to find a talisman. Although he has a low-grade talisman of ten taels, it is just the price of some shops to collect talismans. If he buys talismans in the store, he will always be twelve taels. If he is really powerful, it is not an exaggeration to sell 20 taels of silver. He is now short of money and has a grudge against others to go to the gambling battle. Once he loses, his path of cultivation will probably be cut off. His cultivation is the same as that of the person who fights gambles, but that person is about to advance to the third level, and he is only 2 level. The difference between them is quite large. Most of them are losing, so he wants to buy a pill that can immediately enhance his magic power and weaken for several days afterwards. If this pill is bought in the store, it will be hundreds of taels of silver. Now he has only more than two hundred taels of silver on his body. He wants to look at this stall. Unexpectedly, he has not found it and is humiliated...

The monk in blue shirt was in a dilemma.

Buy or not? Is this talisman really that useful?

Seeing that he was hesitant, Ye Shu said, "You can try one first. It's easy to give the money. If you don't want to charge you money, you won't accept it."

When the monk in the blue shirt heard this, he made a fuss and said, "No need, I will buy all ten pieces. If they are easy to use, I will come here often in the future."

Ye Shu nodded: "You will not be disappointed."

The monk in blue shirt gave most of his wealth and smiled bitterly.

He was treacherous, and the other party had a defensive object. Ordinary low-grade talismans were useless, and he could not buy the pill, so he would definitely die if he continued like this. As for the stall owner, he had thought that in the battle of life and death, one more talisman might save his life. The stall owner was so confident that he would not be as good as... to believe the stall owner.
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