Chapter 69

"Fellow Daoist, I want your lightweight talisman."

The one who spoke was an old Xiu who was shrewd at first glance. He stared at the talisman on Xu Xuan's stall with surprise on his face, and without saying a word, he took out five pieces of spiritual stones and stuffed them to Xu Xuan.

Xu Xuan took the Lingshi subconsciously, feeling a little dazed.

Just put in a moment of kung fu, and was rounded up?

He even wondered if his price was too low.

Before he could recover, Lao Xiu automatically packed up the five talismans on his stall, and left.

Xu Xuan touched the spirit stone in his hand and watched the other party leave, feeling unreal. Although he knew that the talismans he had drawn were of high quality and would definitely sell well, he did not expect that they would sell so well.

Putting away the spirit stone, he glanced around vigilantly. Fortunately, most people were busy when he left the stall in the morning. In addition, the location he chose was not conspicuous, so few people noticed him.

After a little hesitation, Xu Xuan quietly took ten more light body talismans and spread them on the booth.

As for the price, he didn't change it. If he changed it, he would definitely make more money, but it would become difficult to sell accordingly, wasting time. Moreover, he has too many talismans at hand now, so he plans to deal with some of them first and exchange them for resources, and then consider a slight price increase.

Relying on the advantage of his high success rate in drawing low-level talismans, Xu Xuan knew very well that he could earn more than other casual talisman masters even at a lower price.

Strength is confidence, this small square is full of monks in the Qi training period, he is really not afraid that some people will dare to make their own ideas.

But if he can keep a low profile, he still doesn't want to draw too much attention.

Xu Xuan continued to set up a stall. The quality of the light body talismans he drew belonged to the small boutique level in this small square, and the price was the same as that of ordinary or even defective light body talismans sold by others, and there was never a shortage of sharp-eyed people in casual repair. It didn't take long for the ten talismans to be sold out again.

It may be that his business is too good, while others are relatively deserted, and this time he was finally noticed by some people.

When Xu Xuan took out the talisman again and put it on, two strange monks came to his booth.

One of the old men in a cloak picked up a lightness talisman, rubbed it over and over again, and said with a strange look in his eyes: "This fellow daoist is very unfamiliar, is it his first time to set up a stall? And this lightness talisman is of such excellent quality and rare, could it be drawn by a fellow daoist himself?"

This person didn't even say he wanted to buy it, but instead started to talk, asking about Xu Xuan's details.

Xu Xuan frowned, noticing that the two of them were not friendly, he was vigilant, but still calmly said: "It is indeed the first time to set up a stall. As for this light-weight talisman, I am just selling it for others. How many do you want to buy?"

"That's not necessary, there is no shortage of talismans here." The green-robed old man put down the talismans, stared at Xu Xuan with a half-smile and said, "We came here mainly to explain the rules here to fellow Taoists."

"Rules?" Xu Xuan was stunned for a moment, looked at the two old men, and said in a cold tone: "I know the rules of setting up a stall here very well, so I don't need fellow Taoists to talk about it. I don't think you are the management disciples of Qianjizong. Do you still dare to violate the rules and make separate rules?"

"Hey, Fellow Daoist, you are too serious." The old man cupped his hands and said:
"My subordinate Yan Zheng, who is the president of the 'Fu Tonghui', what I mean is that if you want to sell talismans here, you'd better join us. The main reason is that the price can't be set arbitrarily.

For example, the quality of your light-weight talisman, fellow daoist, is not high if you sell two of three spirit stones, but you only sell one spirit stone for one, which is not appropriate.

In this market area, all the talismans are sold by members of my talisman association. If everyone develops together, isn't it better than you fighting alone? "

Xu Xuan suddenly realized that they were colleagues.

Finding out that a new talisman of mine was selling so well, I couldn't sit still.

It is true that colleagues are enemies.

There are too many monks in Qianji City, even in this small square, there are all kinds of gangsters and gangsters to keep warm, and even cheating and abducting people.

This talisman club is supposed to be a group mainly composed of casual talisman cultivators. It is good or bad, but if you don't join, most of them will be targeted by these people.

Ordinary casual cultivators simply don't have the ability to live in Qianji City for a long time. Although they don't have to be afraid of this talisman association when they are in the city, it will be hard to say if they leave the city. The other party will definitely not let it go.

But even so, Xu Xuan didn't join the other party's idea. He had a full schedule every day, and setting up a stall only took up a small part, so he set the price close to the people, and everything was aimed at selling as soon as possible.

If you have to set the price according to the other party's wishes every day, the business will definitely deteriorate, and most buyers will think that the price is not as good as going to the store to buy a high-quality talisman.

When the time comes, the colleagues will be happy, how can Xu Xuan be happy, and spend the whole day setting up a stall here, how can he have time to practice.

"Sorry, two fellow daoists, please go back. I'm sorry to refuse the invitation to join your talisman association, but if you are willing to wrap up the talismans I sold, you can discuss it."

Xu Xuan said unhurriedly, with a firm tone in his tone. Others are afraid of offending Fu Tonghui, but he is not afraid, unless he is not restricted from free pricing, maybe he is still a little interested.

When Yan Zheng heard Xu Xuan's refusal, his face became gloomy in an instant, but he still endured it, avoiding the matter of enclosing the talisman and not talking about it: "I have a lot of talisman masters in the talisman association. If fellow Taoists join, everyone can communicate together and make progress faster. There are various benefits, and if you have something to do, you can also invite your colleagues to help. We have always advanced and retreated together, which is much better than you alone."

He was willing to persuasion patiently, and he saw the value in it. Although Xu Xuan refused to admit it, he was very sure that this light-weight talisman was drawn by Xu Xuan.

If such a talented casual talisman master joins, it will have a huge impact on the development of the Futong Association.

After hearing this, Xu Xuan shook his head, but still refused: "I have never been restrained, and I am used to being alone, and my friends are willing to accept it."

Yan Zheng finally lost his patience this time, released the breath of the ninth level of Qi training, and said with a frosty face: "Fellow Daoist, you have to think carefully, besides me, the Futong Society also has two vice presidents from the seventh level of Qi training, and there are more than a dozen monks in the middle stage of Qi training. If you offend us, it will be too late to regret."

His tone was full of threats, and the person who followed him also released the breath of the sixth level of Qi training. The two of them looked coldly at Xu Xuan, and their eyes were full of coldness.

From their point of view, Xu Xuan, a monk who practiced Qi at the fourth level, dared to refuse so repeatedly, and he really didn't know how to praise him.

"Fellow Daoist Yan, you don't need to persuade me any more. Please go back and don't block me from doing business. You must know that this is Qianji City, not your Fu Tonghui's territory."

Xu Xuan snorted, his face was torn anyway, he was not afraid at all, and looked at the patrolling guards in the city while speaking, as if he wanted to ask the guards to kick people out if they disagreed with each other.

In order to attract monks, Qianji City has always followed the principle of fairness and severely cracked down on troublemakers. It is only a Futong Association composed of Qi training casual practitioners, and it is not capable of influencing law enforcement.

"Okay, very good!"

Yan Zheng was so angry that he gritted his teeth and his face was full of sternness. He didn't expect that he would act both soft and hard, and Xu Xuan was still so tough, which made him feel like he couldn't get down.

After taking a deep look at Xu Xuan, he said hello and led the other people back to their booths.

(End of this chapter)

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