Starting from the daily settlement, there will be a left-behind fairy king.

Chapter 385 is being updated...

[The following content is a scrapped draft.]

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In the next two or three days, Wen Jiu spent the whole day in the trading market setting up a stall selling monster-hunting talismans.

Although the efficiency of selling the talismans was not high, they were all sold out in the end.

A total of one low-grade spirit stone was credited to his account.

This time, Wen Jiu used an inferior spirit stone to buy twenty-seven pieces of yellow monster skin paper.

Just two or three days ago.

One low-grade spirit stone can also buy about thirty pieces of yellow paper of monster skin that are not of the first grade, and no more, no less.

But just two or three days later, the price of the demon skin yellow paper went up.

In order to ensure that he would not be cheated, Wen Jiu asked at several stalls and found that the prices were almost the same.

obviously.

This heavy snow brings more than just cold.

It also caused the prices in the market for independent cultivators to slowly rise.

But this is not the most fatal thing. The most fatal thing is that the price of the demon-hunting talisman has not increased. Because the difficulty of hunting demons has increased, more people choose to hunt demons with independent practitioners of the demon-hunting technique.

The cases of single individuals or teams of two or three hunting monsters are becoming less and less common. Perhaps this is the reason why Chen Liu created the Immortal Chaser.

At the same time, this also means that if the success rate continues to remain at 31%, the talisman drawing business will lose money.

Although it is not a lot, once you draw the talisman too many times, the number accumulated will become not a small amount.

"Now we can only hope that things will change after we reach full proficiency."

After Wen Jiu muttered to himself, he quickly returned to Liang's house, ate a few bites, and then began to draw talismans.

Nine paintings a day.

Three successes.

The success rate of drawing talismans has not changed.

soon.

Early in the morning of the first day, Wen Jiujiu reached 20% and successfully reached the maximum proficiency level.

[Current secondary occupation: Talisman Master Lv0 (16/100)]

[Professional Basic Skills: Level 0 Monster Hunting Talisman (50/50)]

follow closely.

A pop-up window pops up.

[Successfully gained the maximum experience of a Talisman Master's Level 0 Monster Hunting Talisman and received a reward - Special Skill Points.]

[PS: Can be used to enhance professional special abilities]

“It’s not upgraded.”

Wen Jiu felt a little disappointed.

In fact, he was looking forward to upgrading the level 0 Monster Hunting Talisman. After all, the value of the practice of Talisman was not low.

Any low-level talisman would require five low-grade spirit stones, which he simply couldn't afford at the moment.

"pity."

Wen Jiu sighed.

But the reward of special skill points dispelled the slight loss in his heart.

Didn't think much about it.

Wen Jiu directly added "writing as if inspired by God".

[Professional Special Ability: Writing Like God Lv0 (1/10)]

"Nine points left. If you write with godly power, you can level up."

Whispering.

Wen Jiu was full of expectations.

perhaps.

Level 1 writing skills are like god, which can make the success rate of drawing talismans reach %.

As far as he knew, even for an experienced first-level talisman master, it was impossible to achieve a 100% success rate in drawing talismans that were not of the highest level.

With anticipation, Wen Jiu continued to draw talismans.

What Wen Jiu didn't expect was that the first monster-hunting talisman was drawn successfully like a natural process.

The same is true for the second one.

Tried to draw the third demon-hunting talisman, and succeeded again!
Is it...

A thought suddenly appeared in my mind.

Next, Wen Jiulian drew five pictures.

as predicted.

All success!

The success rate of drawing the demon-hunting talisman has reached 100%!

"Is it because the experience points are maxed out?"

Wen Jiu was overjoyed. If that was true, it wouldn’t be a big deal if the level of the Demon-Hunting Talisman couldn’t be upgraded.

Because of the successful drawing of the monster-hunting talisman, the improvement in the talisman master's experience was real and not discounted.

Having just succeeded five times in a row, the talisman master's experience has increased by five points, reaching twenty-one.

One step closer to reaching full experience as a level 0 Talisman Master!
[Current secondary occupation: Talisman Master Lv0 (21/100)]

After drawing the remaining seven pieces of yellow monster skin paper into monster-hunting talismans, the talisman master's experience points increased by another seven points.

[Current secondary occupation: Talisman Master Lv0 (28/100)]

Watching the experience gradually rise.

Wen Jiu was in an extremely happy mood.

……

After cleaning the table, there was a soft knock on the door.

"Sir, the spiritual rice porridge is ready."

Wen Jiu opened the door.

Yun Ping immediately entered the house carrying a bowl of steaming white porridge that exuded an enticing aroma.

Seeing Wen Jiu smiling, Yun Ping couldn't help but ask before she brought the spiritual rice porridge to Wen Jiu: "Sir, is there any good news?"

If it were before.

She didn't dare ask more.

But in the past few days, Wen Jiu treated her gently, without beating or scolding her.

Although he was the master, he did not treat her as a lowly maid, so she dared to ask this question.

"It is indeed some happy event." Wen Jiu nodded without saying much.

Wen Jiu didn't say much, and Yun Ping was tactful enough not to ask any more questions.

She knew exactly what not to ask.

What to ask.

Immediately afterwards, Yun Ping stood up and lowered the bolt, then sat back down next to Wen Jiu with light steps, and gently poured tea for Wen Jiu, with her body leaning close to him.

Wen Jiuyi was startled.

There was an immediate feeling of softness in the shoulder.

Without waiting for Wen Jiu to speak, Yun Ping squatted down.

"Son..."

The words fall.

A tingling sensation came over me.

……

After a short day of rest.

Early the next morning, Wen Jiu came to the trading market again with seventeen monster-hunting talismans.

Outside the market, the snow was still falling.

There is no sign of decline.

The treetops were long gone, and the mountain peaks were no longer visible.

I don’t know when this heavy snow will stop.

After setting up a stall in the trading market for half a day, Wen Jiu discovered that the demand for monster-hunting talismans was gradually decreasing.

The efficiency of selling talismans has become slower.

After half a day, three demon-hunting talismans were sold.

But as long as there are still people who buy it, Wen Jiu is not in a hurry, because he now has a 100% success rate in drawing the demon-hunting talisman.

If you can’t sell it, just give it a discount.

Presumably, none of his colleagues would feel resentful towards him for selling the Monster-hunting Talisman at a discount and at a lower grade.

But a new problem arose.

The half can of monster blood that the original body bought would soon be empty, and it would only be enough to draw ten monster-hunting talismans.

I found a shop selling monster blood essence and asked, and found out that a jar of monster blood essence that originally cost half a spirit stone now cost one low-grade spirit stone.

The reason was still that the snow made monster hunting difficult. "When I was on Blue Star, as a southerner, I dreamed of seeing snow. But when I came to the Xiuxian world and encountered a heavy snow, I hoped he would hurry over."

Wen Jiu couldn't help but sigh, and finally spent a low-grade spirit stone to buy a can of essence blood.

"Customer, why don't you buy two more bottles as a backup?" the shop owner asked, and then reminded, "Even if the snow stops tonight, the accumulated snow won't melt for a while, and hunting monsters will still be difficult. In the next two or three months, the price of monster blood will definitely go up."

Then the shop owner said, but didn’t finish his words, “If the snow doesn’t stop…”

Although not all.

But Wen Jiu understood what he meant.

But Wen Jiu didn't believe it.

Can you trust what a businessman says?

It’s good that they didn’t take the opportunity to stock up.

How could they kindly ask you to buy more in advance in case of emergency?
However, the shop owner did give him a reminder. It seems that he needs to speed up learning new talismans.

Otherwise, once the snow makes monster hunting more and more difficult, the value of the monster-hunting talisman will become lower and lower.

It would be best to learn how to draw the Ganlin Talisman.

Because the Sweet Rain Talisman is a necessity for spiritual farmers.

No matter whether they are low-level Qi training cultivators or cultivators in the middle stage of Qi training, they cannot avoid eating the spiritual rice grown by spiritual farmers to fill their stomachs.

Therefore, spiritual rice is also a necessity for Qi training practitioners.

With two levels of rigid demand guarantees and the increasing difficulty of monster hunting, the Sweet Rain Talisman will only become more and more expensive.

Yonghao Era.

Three thousand two hundred and fifty years, spring.

The drizzle comes with the wind into the night, and all things quietly revive.

It was at this good time that an unexpected and earth-shaking news quickly spread throughout the Qing Kingdom.

Within three days, the news spread throughout half of Qing Kingdom.

One of the three ancestors of the Wuji Taoist sect, he became a traitor to the sect and not only betrayed the sect, but also attacked and killed the current leader of the sect.

For a moment, the whole country of Qing was in an uproar.

Wuji Taoism is the best Taoist sect in Qing Kingdom and has always been a sacred place for practitioners all over the world.

The three ancestors of the Wuji Taoist sect are the peaks in the hearts of the righteous practitioners and the role models of the pinnacle of the righteous path of the Qing Kingdom.

Who would have thought that one of the three ancestors would become a traitor?

If the news had not come from within the Wuji Dao Sect, they would rather believe that their children were not their biological children.

At the same time, on a busy street, an old man in a black robe covering his face and with a hunched back stood in front of the sign in a daze.

He stared blankly at the "Execution Order" on the notice board, counting the crimes listed therein, and did not leave for a long time.

Gradually, curses were heard all around.

"It's true that you can't judge a person by his appearance. I thought that sooner or later I could worship him and enter the door of the right path. Who would have thought that what I worshipped was a complete absurdity."

"Fuck you, this bastard is actually a traitor from the Demon Sect. I kowtowed to him three times last time!"

"He was originally just an ordinary person. If there was no Wuji Dao Sect, how could he have achieved what he has today? This old guy doesn't know how to be grateful, and he is so cruel that he becomes a traitor in the Demon Sect. He is even worse than my Wangcai."

Listening to the increasingly excited and angry curses around him, he did not curse along, but instead breathed heavily under the mask.

Then he cursed in his heart: "This group of disgusting people not only want to kill you, but also want to make you infamous for eternity."

He seemed to be having a conversation with himself.

Who is this person?

He is one of the three ancestors of Wuji Taoism - Tianfu!
No.

To be precise, he is not the Tianfu of the past.

Now he is just a foreign log-in person from Blue Star.

Tianfu, one of the three true ancestors of Wuji Daoism, had died at the hands of Wuji Daoism's own people five days ago.

Because his life span is coming to an end, the current leader of Wuji Taoism and another one of the three ancestors want to refine him into a human puppet to protect the sect, so as to ensure the absolute leadership of Wuji Taoism in the righteous lineage of Qing Kingdom.

Soon, Tianfu came to a roadside tea stall and sat down, getting angrier the more he thought about it.

Perhaps sensing Tianfu's anger, the tea stall owner wisely did not move over here.

next moment.

A system panel appeared in front of Tianfu.

【Taoism Traitor System】

[Host: Tianfu]

[Age: 337 years old (dying)]

【Lifespan: 30 days】

[Realm: Peak of the Tongxuan Realm (Continuing to decline...)]

【Exchange Panel】

[Current hatred points: 0 ( people will gain one point if they have hatred towards the host for seven consecutive days)]

[Currently, there are 3,775,632 righteous monks who have harbored hatred towards the host for three days.]

[Currently redeemable items: one year of life (cost: one hatred point) Note: There is no limit on the number of redemptions]

【Disciple Panel】

[Currently there is no lucky disciple, and infinite feedback cannot be triggered]

[You can use the scanning function once to detect whether there are any disciples with good fortune within a radius of 500 miles, and obtain their precise coordinates. ]

Tian Fu's eyes fell on the exchange panel. "Old man, you devoted your entire life to Wuji Dao Sect, but in the end you died at the hands of your own people... Since they say you are a traitor, I will simply betray you!"

The hypocritical righteousness is better off not waiting!

You said I was a spy from the Demon Sect?
Ha ha.

I might as well join the Demon Sect and become the founder of the Demonic Path.

As you wished!

I have a system, am I afraid of you?

By then it will depend on how long your Wuji Dao Sect can hold out!

"In four days, I will get 377 hatred points, which means 377 days of lifespan."

Increasing his lifespan by 377 days at one time is enough to help him get rid of his current dying physical condition.

Not to mention returning to the peak, at least we can stop falling further.

As long as he continues to maintain the peak realm of Tongxuan, no one will be his match unless the other two ancestors of Wuji Dao Sect come in person.

Then, Tian Fu's eyes fell on the disciple recruitment panel, "And I can become stronger by recruiting lucky disciples. Wuji Daomen, you are bullying an honest old man, right? Then I will show you how terrible the anger from an honest man is!"

After shutting down the system, Tianfu stood up immediately.

When he stood up, he couldn't help but glance aside, at the tea drinkers and the boss who were still cursing at him.

The reason for the abuse was that he killed the current leader of the Wuji Taoist Sect.

Because the current leader of Wuji Taoism is a great and positive figure in the hearts of the people, who slays demons, destroys evil cultivators, saves the people of the world, and so on.

Tianfu killed him, so he must be a bad guy!
It’s the devil’s way!

Hearing these words, Tianfu thought to himself: "Tianfu is me, I am Tianfu. The current leader of Wuji Dao Sect is also one of the participants in killing me. He killed me, so why can't I kill him back?"

Although he was angry, Tianfu didn't want to explain.

First of all, explanation is useless.

Secondly, he still needs these people to continue to hate him.

The more they hate, the longer they live.

Anyway, in principle, he is not even considered a person of this world.

Besides, these people's insults will not make you lose a piece of meat, but will make your life longer and longer.

Tianfu spoke immediately.

"Swear."

"Swear."

"Remember to curse for seven days!"

After all, it takes seven days to bring him hatred points.

After saying that, Tianfu quickly left the tea stall, leaving behind a few people with puzzled looks on their faces.

After leaving the tea stall, Tianfu found a brothel in the city center and stayed there.

Because no one could have imagined that a person who had just escaped from Wuji Daomen, not only was dying but also seriously injured, would have the leisure to visit brothels, and in a prosperous county town only a thousand miles away from Wuji Daomen.

In order to avoid being noticed by others.

Tianfu ordered three young women with excellent figures at once, drank and had fun with them, and pretended to be very happy.

Then, Tianfu made a plan for the days to come.

Hide for a few days first.

Exchange your life span first so that your body is no longer in a dying state.

As for joining the Demon Sect.

There’s no rush yet.

The Wuji Taoist sect is not a good group, and how can the Demon Sect, which is famous for its indiscriminate killing and evil, be a good group?

If you want to avoid making the same mistakes again, you must first have the ability to absolutely protect yourself.

The peak of Tongxuan realm is not enough.

Even if the number of Tongxuan realm masters in the entire Qing Kingdom does not exceed 500, the number of peak Tongxuan realm masters is even higher.
(End of this chapter)