Beginning to practice immortality as a refugee

Chapter 203 Discount

Lu Zhiye shouted in his heart.

This Soul Nine doesn't play by the rules. Shouldn't you open a shop in the inner city? Is there any reason to open a store in another city?

Wait, don't the first two characters of "Jiu Hong Fang" homophoned upside down mean "Hun Jiu"?

Faced with Hun Jiu's questioning, he originally wanted to deny it immediately to show his innocence, but then he thought about it again.

what……

If I admit it, wouldn't it be nice to put an end to this Hun Jiuruo's thoughts that he shouldn't have?

Just as he was about to admit it, Shu Chitu was already eager to argue.

"Miss Ninth, you misunderstood."

"That's just me making an analogy, but senior brother and I have never been there..."

Hunba coughed, not hearing what he wanted, and asked with a frown.

Hun Jiu glanced at Hun Ba and called Bage gently, and Hun Ba finally calmed down unwillingly.

"Bago, I would like to ask you, who is Fairy He?"

Shu Chitu felt that the invisible power was covering his head like a mountain, his legs were trembling and he wanted to crawl into the ground and escape.

She walked out of the shop happily, and Hunba followed her hurriedly.

Shu Chitu wiped the sweat from his head.

"Hmph," Hun Jiu snorted, "Bago, it seems that you are a regular customer of Chunfeng Tower."

"really?"

Hun Ba is speechless - uh, this, an acquaintance, an acquaintance.

"Since Senior Brother Lu doesn't want to take advantage of my shop, that's fine."

Unexpectedly, Hun Jiu pouted and rolled his eyes.

"Then I will give the fog sand crystal to Brother Lu. Is that enough?"

But he decided in his heart that he could never come back to Jiuhongfang again, and Miss Jiu could never see her again.

"I'd better buy this crystal for twenty-seven spiritual stones."

"Didn't you fall in love with a bracelet last time? Brother Bago will help you buy it!"

"It's not like we're losing money anyway," Hun Jiu smiled and put the fog sand crystal in Lu Ye's hand, "This shop was opened with my private money, can't I still make the decision?"

The shopkeeper bowed his head and said yes, thinking that if this was the case, this store would become a breakeven store, and any profits would have to wait until the end of the year of the monkey.

With such a heartbroken look, he gave away three spiritual stones. I thought I would get a lot, but I didn't expect that I would earn so much.

Lu Ye hurriedly said goodbye and left with Shu Chitu.

"Hey, sister, sister, we have something to discuss..."

Hun Ba was so angry that he scolded Jiumei in his heart for fear that she was under the ecstasy curse.

Only then did Hun Jiu turn from anger to joy.

Lu Ye took the hot fog and sand crystal and said against his will.

Lu Ye and Shu Chitu turned a few corners in panic, and they could no longer see Jiuhongfang, and they let out a sigh of relief.

Hunba and the shopkeeper were shocked - what?

Lu Ye was also shocked - Damn it, you profiteer, you cut too little!

He gritted his teeth.

And I wonder if I should repay this huge favor with my own life?

Favors are the most expensive things. It's hard to pay them back if you can't afford them.

"Sister," Hunba rolled his eyes and smiled, "You are too honest."

Lu Ye was even more embarrassed. He had the intention to refuse again, but when he saw that Hun Jiu's eyes seemed to be filled with mist, he could only say that it would be better to obey his orders and accept the fog and sand crystal.

the other side.

"I'll go back and tell my mother to punish you by filling the cold pond..."

If he really bought this fog sand crystal for fifteen spiritual stones, he would owe another favor. Moreover, Miss Ninth's hands are too big, so she will sell them at this price in the future. This is a huge favor.

"When Senior Brother Lu comes, you can just sell things at today's discounted price."

"No, Miss Ninth, even brothers have to settle accounts openly."

"Wait until I go find Fairy He to find out. That dwarf is the form of a rat demon. His figure is different from ordinary people and is very conspicuous. Fairy He must remember these two people."

The eldest lady lost her temper and pointed out the wrong way to the shopkeeper.

Hun Jiu looked at his brother with a half-smile but not a smile, and said.

He didn't even realize that he had released the late-stage pressure of Qi training, which was trapped on Lu Ye and Shu Chitu.

"Seriously, absolutely true!"

"Ha, in this case, I have no doubts," Hun Jiu's face returned to a cheerful smile, he strode forward and said to the shopkeeper, "This crystal stone will be sold to Senior Brother Lu at a price of fifteen spiritual stones. Bar."

Alas, this girl showed up at the wrong time. She was accompanied by your deadly mynah brother. How dare Lu Ye accept it.

"I think that short guy said that Chunfeng Tower is so smooth, so he must be a regular customer."

"Senior brother, it seems that we should go less often to the territory of the Soul Sect in the future. I always feel that if we go a few times, we will be arrested and taken to the Cold Pond."

Lu Ye nodded. It was a pity that the lowest price was available. It was really heartbreaking to be unable to harvest such good wool.

The two of them looked up, only to find that they had accidentally run to the front of Chunfeng Tower Street again. Several Kun cultivators at the railing upstairs saw the two of them and smiled foolishly.

There was the bold and enchanting Kun Xiu, wearing only his bellyband. He took a cigarette stick, took a deep breath, blew out two puffs of smoke from his red lips, and then transformed into two goblins in the air, fighting hand to hand, naked.

When the bodies of the two smoke goblins were a little blurry, she puffed up another puff of smoke to replenish their smoke and solidify their bodies.

Lu Ye and Shu Chitu looked downstairs until their faces turned red and their noses were heavy.

When Kun Xiu saw that the two of them were unmoved, he chuckled softly and blew another puff of smoke into the air. This time, one person joined the fight between the two goblins, creating a rough fight.

puff.

Shu Chitu immediately had a nosebleed.

Lu Ye was a little better. After all, he had been baptized in his previous life and had consummated his relationship with Pan Furong. However, at this time, he had also been tested and opened his eyes and hurriedly turned around.

Sure enough, cultivating immortals is the productive force, and playing it is too fancy. A little smoke-enhancing technique can do all these tricks.

Seeing Shu Chitu snorting a bloody nose downstairs, Kun Xiu chuckled, took the cigarette rod, blew on his red lips, and blew the three goblins into smoke.

She looked at the two of them with seductive and electric eyes, and stretched out her long, boneless fingers to gently touch the cigarette rod.

"You two, don't just stand there, come over and have a chat with me..."

The sound floated over across the street along with the smell of smoke, which was fragrant with a hint of sweetness, and was not offensive.

Lu Ye and Shu Chitu didn't dare to answer the call and fled.

Shu Chitu hurriedly wiped his nosebleed and explained with a smile.

This Kun Xiu is very powerful, and her smoke spell is so sharp. I really don't know what powerful killing moves her opponent will have if he fights her in close combat.

Lu Ye patted the storage bag and joked about the red clay road of Shu.

"Junior Brother Shu, if you hadn't led me to the market today, I might not have received the fog and sand crystal as a gift!" "There are three spiritual stones here, which are enough for you to fight against Kun Xiu who just held the cigarette pole. …”

Shu Chitu waved his hands hurriedly.

"Senior brother, please don't make jokes. It's enough to satisfy your eyesight. The road is difficult. I haven't gotten to the point where I'm discouraged and forget my emotions."

"Besides, Miss Ninth gave you the Misty Sand Crystal just for your sake and has nothing to do with me."

"I can't have this spiritual stone."

"We've had enough shopping in the market today, let's go back to practice quickly."

The two of them were talking and laughing, walking in a hurry, and were about to leave the area of ​​Chunfeng Tower, but suddenly they saw Hua Ming coming out of the house smelling of makeup.

He put his hand on the waist of an enchanting female cultivator and groped her, and the two looked like they were saying goodbye.

After bidding farewell to the female cultivator, the second senior brother turned around again, and his proud face turned into a stern expression.

Just as he was about to walk with his head held high, he saw Lu Ye and Shu Chitu who happened to be passing by the door.

The three of them looked at each other, and the atmosphere was silent.

"Fourth junior brother, fifth junior brother..." Hua Ming finally couldn't hold back the cold expression on his face and took the initiative to say hello, "Don't get me wrong, senior brother didn't do anything, he just came here to drink and talk."

"The relationship between senior brother and that Kun cultivator is as pure and pure as the sun and the moon can teach us!"

"Second Senior Brother..." The corners of Lu Ye's mouth twitched and he pointed at the other person's cheek, "The rouge lip marks on your cheeks haven't been wiped dry yet..."

Hua Ming laughed strangely.

"Hey, when did this happen?"

Luye continued.

"Second Senior Brother, there is still..." on his forehead.

Hua Ming finally stopped laughing, said goodbye, wiped the rouge and lip marks on his face, and ran away, his steps staggering.

Shu Chitu said with envy.

"Senior Brother Lu, Second Senior Brother, how much mana did he spend discussing Taoism with that Kun cultivator, making him walk so unsteadily?"

In front of him, Hua Ming stepped on the ground and almost fell down.

Lu Ye watched the second senior brother stagger away and smiled.

"Junior Brother Shu, you regret it now. You want to go in and sit down and talk about it. It's not too late to experience it."

Shu Chitu waved his hands hurriedly.

"Senior brother, forget it now. I'm such a small one and I can't bear the trouble. Let's go quickly."

The two of them drove the escape light all the way back to Eagle Falling Peak before they parted ways.

Lu Ye returned to the cave and collected his thoughts, forgetting all the things that happened during the day.

Only then did the first-level talisman's true interpretation begin to look through it carefully, and from time to time he stretched out his hand to outline it in the air, mana surging, leaving streaks of green light.

In this way, a few days passed.

The waist card in the middle rang out to summon the disciples, and as he expected, Mo Ruyan made a statement, asking all the inner and outer disciples to take minor courses in one of the hundred arts of cultivating immortals.

The sect's tasks were set in Wenxin Pavilion. Each person should provide a certain number of talismans, elixirs, spiritual rice, etc. to the sect every year according to his own choice of cultivating immortality.

The benefits provided by the sect are that the first-level skills are free, and all the rationed training raw materials are free.

If a person chooses to make talismans, a certain amount of talisman paper, talisman liquid, etc. will be supplied every month. If a person chooses a spiritual plant, he will be given a piece of spiritual land. If a person chooses to make alchemy, he will also be supplied with corresponding materials.

If someone is skilled in craftsmanship, he can sell it to others if he has any surplus besides supplying the sect.

If the craftsmanship is not good, if you can't complete the task after working hard for a year, you may have to lose the Taoist merit of the sect. After all, although there is no money for rationing the raw materials, the Taoist merit deduction if you can't complete the task is quite harsh.

Among them, the amount that the outer disciples had to pay was almost twice that of the inner disciples, and as expected they became the main targets of exploitation.

Lu Ye chose the talisman-making option, and Wenxinlou even refunded the fifty spiritual stones he had spent on the true talisman-making solution before.

Wang Hu chose the art of cultivating voodoos in the hope of taming poisonous voodoos. Zhang Cunyi considered his lack of melee combat skills and chose the technique of refining corpses and puppets.

After careful consideration, Shu Chitu chose the formation method.

After a few days, Lu Ye finally recovered his spiritual consciousness and no longer had a splitting headache.

On this day, after meditating, he was in good condition and refreshed, so he was ready to start making talismans.

The object he chose to draw was a first-order low-grade fireball talisman. It was a not very powerful but quite practical talisman, which was perfect for practicing.

Talisman pens, talisman papers, and wooden boxes were opened on the table in front of his desk. Inside, there was a row of crystal bottles that were opened one after another.

It is filled with red liquid, full of mana, which is exactly the fire-attribute liquid needed to draw the talisman.

Lu Ye concentrated and dipped the talisman pen into a crystal bottle, and all the fire spirit liquid was sucked up. The talisman pen, the pen tube and the tip of the pen were all dyed fiery red, but the spiritual liquid was all transferred to the talisman. In the pen.

In front of him was an unfolded talisman paper made from the fur of the Black Cave Mountain monster beast, which was suitable for carrying the spiritual power of a first-level low-grade talisman.

Lu Ye had already simulated the drawing technique countless times in his mind, and now he no longer hesitated and just made one stroke.

With the memories of Xu Guang and Han Xiangzi as the foundation, and the control of mutated spiritual consciousness, the magic power in the body trickles out like a river, and is input into the talisman pen, urging the spiritual liquid in it to fall.

The tip of the pen fell on the talisman paper, and dragons and phoenixes danced, outlining the rune pattern. One stroke rose and fell, the tip of the pen suddenly stopped, and it was extremely smooth. The fire spirit liquid in the talisman pen also poured down, and all fell on it. On top of the talisman paper.

Lu Ye's hand, eyes and mind are three in one. He moves the pen in his hand, filling his eyes with spiritual consciousness. The mana increases and decreases with the movement of the pen, and he controls the spiritual liquid in the pen to flow out and fall on the talisman paper.

As Lu Ye finally closed his pen, the last stroke was connected with the first stroke.

The entire rune paper flashed with red light, and all the fire spirit liquid shone according to the rune pattern, and then slowly settled down.

Lu Ye put down the talisman pen and carefully picked it up to take a look. He saw that all the spiritual liquid was evenly distributed and there was no obstruction in the spiritual energy flowing through it.

"Haha!" He laughed. The fireball talisman was made, and according to the standard of a first-class low-grade talisman, it was almost flawless!

Normally, when making talismans, ordinary monks have to fail many times before succeeding. Either there is a problem with the operation of the mana, there is a problem with writing, or there is a problem with the drawing of the talisman.

Even if a small talisman has some flaws, its power and effect will be completely different. If there is a loophole, the talisman will be completely useless.

Lu Ye was able to succeed at once because he relied on Han Xiangzi's memory. Although this golden elixir master was not specialized in talismans, he just dabbled in it normally.

But after all, that insight far exceeded Lu Ye's vision.

In addition, this effect can be achieved by relying on the control power of his mutated spiritual consciousness that far exceeds that of monks in the early stage of Qi training, and the smooth and precise mobilization of mana.

Luye had been busy making talismans all day, and it was not until night that all the materials he received from Wenxin Tower were used up.

And that's a month's supply.

At this moment, there is a pile of painted fireball talismans neatly placed on the desk, and there are many jet-black talisman papers scattered under the desk.

There were traces of flames scorching the talisman on the paper, but it was a useless talisman.

"There is a 60% chance that I am probably a genius!" Lu Ye counted the successfully drawn talismans and praised himself.

According to the true interpretation of the first-order talisman.

Qi-training monks who are new to drawing talismans can be called beginners if they get one out of ten talismans.

After half a year, if you are proficient in your technique and can get two out of ten, you are a skilled hand.

After a year, when the hands, eyes and mind are integrated into one, and the spiritual awareness, magic power and pen control are matched, one can get three out of ten, and one is an expert.

(End of this chapter)