Xiuxian: I have a dream space

Chapter 38 Purchasing Supplies
Li Qingxuan didn't have many spiritual blood and low-grade first-grade talisman papers. Even if all of them were drawn successfully, he only got ten finished fireball talismans in the end.

Ten low-grade talismans of the first rank, the market price is ten spirit stones.

Not counting the time spent.

He can probably earn eight to nine spirit stones by selling them, which is not a low profit.

"I've run out of materials now, so I just sold these ten fireball talismans and replaced them with materials to continue drawing talismans."

Li Qingxuan put the ten fireball symbols in his hands into his arms, and prepared to go to Fangshi on the mountainside.

In fact, he still has thirty knife talisman papers in his hand.

One knife talisman is one hundred sheets.

Thirty knife talisman papers are three thousand sheets.

However, these three thousand talisman papers are all inferior products and can only be used for practice.

This kind of inferior talisman paper, the material cannot carry the real spell, but it can absorb a certain amount of aura, which is suitable for beginners to get familiar with the touch of the rune outline.

Real talisman papers are graded like talisman talismans and need to be made with suitable spiritual materials. The market price is generally one-twentieth of the finished talisman talisman.

For example, the talisman paper that can draw first-order low-grade talismans requires about [-] pieces of talisman stone.

For more than a month, Li Qingxuan huddled in the wooden house every day, either meditating and cultivating, or holding talismans in the dream space, and he had to guard against someone who was already staring at him, and his spirit was always tense.

When I go out now, it seems like a lifetime away.

"Cultivators are all nerds and nerds."

Li Qingxuan took a few deep breaths of the fresh air outside, and walked briskly to Fangshi again.

Baiyunfang City is divided into two areas.

One is the shopping street. There are not many shops here, but there are grain shops for buying and selling spiritual rice and blood rice, restaurants for eating and drinking, cloth shops for making robes, and sundry shops for selling and recycling messy items.

Small but complete.

At that time, Li Qingxuan chose the Youming Pavilion opened by the Bai family for the sake of safety and convenience.

Another area is the Exchange Square behind the shopping street.

There, as long as the entry fee is paid, you can set up stalls and trade at will. It is a free market.

There are many more monks on the street today than when he came last time.

Li Qingxuan is close to 1.7 meters tall. Although his appearance is still immature, he looks like he is fifteen or sixteen years old, and he is not very conspicuous in the crowd.

Hearing the conversation of the monks passing by, he realized that it was because the autumn flood was about to pass, so these casual cultivators have come out to activities now, and they planned to hunt monsters or gather spiritual grass in the mountains as soon as the autumn flood passed.

Crossing the street, he saw a small square surrounded by crude railings.

In the small square, the flow of people shuttled back and forth, and the sounds of bargaining gathered together seemed a bit noisy.

Li Qingxuan followed the flow of people entering, dropped a waste spirit stone into the box at the entrance of the square, and walked in.

He was not in a hurry to find an open space to sell talismans, but slowly began to observe inside.

It may seem chaotic here, but there is also a basic order.

Each booth is more than one meter apart for pedestrians to walk through.

Everything is sold here.

Unknown big bones, strangely shaped stones, old books, unrecognizable mineral materials, all kinds of weapons, and blood-stained tattered robes.
But after turning around, Li Qingxuan found that there were very few stalls selling talismans and elixir.

The talismans are okay, and occasionally there are stalls selling them.

Even if he came to sell talismans, he would not be too conspicuous.

But there were no stalls selling pills.

"Then if I want to buy pills to help my practice, can I only go to Nether Pavilion?"

Realizing this made him frown.

After he sold supplies last time, he hid behind closed doors, and the reason was largely because he wanted to prevent the gloomy old man from staring at him out of curiosity.

After all, it is rare for a casual cultivator like him to sell a few magical artifacts at once.

Immortal cultivators have a lot of means, and Nether Pavilion is still the property of the Bai family, the owner of this square city. Although he covered it up last time, Li Qingxuan is not sure if the other party remembers his aura.

In case the other party wants to remember it, wouldn't it be obvious to tell the other party that he still has money with him when he takes the Lingshi he earned to buy the elixir?

Moreover, the hazy old man knew that he had just received the talisman inheritance not long ago, and if he sold the talisman directly and was known by the other party, it would be troublesome.

"Scrupulous about this, scruples about that!"

"Suffocated!"

Li Qingxuan shook his head.

Baiyunfang City is too small, and it is the territory of the Bai family.

Even though it is autumn flood now, there are only a thousand monks, and everything is too conspicuous.

"After all, I am still too weak now, so I have to be scruples about everything, for fear of dying."

Li Qingxuan sighed in his heart.

Fortunately, he has learned to draw symbols now.

The growth of cultivation takes time.

But a foreign object like a talisman is much simpler.

Li Qingxuan stopped thinking about it, avoided the crowd, turned a few corners, and walked to a booth at the corner of the square.

There are not many things in this stall, most of them are materials, and the location is relatively inside the square, so there is no business.

The stall owner was a plump young woman. Seeing someone coming, she immediately greeted Li Qingxuan courteously: "Friend Daoist, I have homemade spirit wine here, which is no worse than the one in the restaurant, and it's cheaper. Would you like to buy some?"

As she spoke, she picked up a thin transparent crystal bottle on the booth, and shook the cyan liquid inside.

Li Qingxuan glanced around and saw that no one was paying attention here, so he squatted down and said softly: "This fellow Taoist, I want to see your first-order talisman papers and spiritual blood."

"what?"

The young woman was taken aback for a moment, and then she looked at Li Qingxuan in amazement: "Could fellow daoist be a talisman master?"

Hearing this, Li Qingxuan frowned: "Does this have something to do with my wanting to see these things?"

The young woman immediately realized that she had committed a taboo, and apologized with a smile: "Fellow Daoist, don't be angry. The slave family also subconsciously asked because these things have not been sold for a long time. Seeing that Fellow Daoist is interested."

As she spoke, she lowered her body, revealing a smear of white cream wrapped in a mule skirt on her chest, picked up a piece of talisman paper and a jade bottle, and handed them to Li Qingxuan.

"Fellow Daoist, these talisman papers are made by the servants themselves with spiritual materials. They are full of weight and can definitely bear the drawing of low-grade talismans of the first order.

This spiritual blood is also taken from the heart and soul of a first-order monster. It is full of spirituality and well preserved. You can check it. "

Li Qingxuan nodded, took the things and checked them.

The young woman looked at his immature face with hesitation in her eyes, and said softly: "Fellow Daoist, if you are a beginner in drawing talismans, it is best to choose ordinary monster blood and low-quality talisman paper, so the cost is lower."

Li Qingxuan looked up at the young woman in surprise.

Still kind.

He smiled at the young woman: "No, the quality of your stuff is okay, what's the price?"

Seeing that Li Qingxuan really wanted it, the young woman's eyes showed joy: "The market price of the first-grade low-grade talisman paper is 22 pieces of spirit stones. If you want it, I will give you [-] pieces of spirit stones. This spirit blood It's not easy to come by, the slave family can at least give a bottle of three spirit stones to a fellow daoist."

This price is indeed cheaper than buying directly in the store.

Li Qingxuan was quite satisfied with the young woman's low-grade talisman paper and spiritual blood, and nodded: "I want all of these, can you use the talisman to pay for it?"

"what?"

The young woman was startled and then overjoyed, she nodded abruptly: "Of course it is possible, as long as the Taoist talisman is of good spirituality, I can give you a small bottle of spirit wine."

Now many monks who temporarily live in Baiyunfang City are already preparing for the end of the autumn flood, which has caused the price of talismans to rise a lot, and the key is not easy to buy.

Paying bills with talismans is naturally excellent.

Li Qingxuan paid a total of 38 low-grade talisman papers of the first rank and two bottles of blood of first-rank monsters for a total of eight fireball talismans, and was forced to stuff a bottle of blue spirit wine by the young woman monk.

The young woman carefully put away the eight talisman papers. Seeing that Li Qingxuan was about to leave, she hurriedly said, "Fellow Daoist, if you still want the spiritual blood of the talisman papers next time, you can come to me directly. My man has a channel, as long as a fellow Daoist has Enough talismans to pay the bill will definitely meet the needs of fellow daoists, and keep it secret."

Li Qingxuan paused: "Okay, I'll come back in two days and prepare a little more talisman paper and spiritual blood."

After he nodded slightly, he quickly walked out of Fangshi.

Behind him, the young woman clenched her fists.

"Developed!"

She quickly cleaned up the stall.

After Li Qingxuan left Fangshi, he didn't leave directly, and hid his breath in an inconspicuous place.

moment.

A plump and beautiful woman with a small package hurriedly left from Fangshi and headed for the forest.

"I didn't expect that the first time I fished, I would gain something. I hope you don't let me down."

Li Qingxuan watched the beautiful woman leaving, and followed her silently.

(End of this chapter)