Talent Roulette

Chapter 34 Business Mind
As Yunmengxin walked away, an outer disciple who often came to him to buy talismans came to remind him.

"I know, isn't it the disciple who is called the female devil?" Zhou Hao replied. With the improvement of his strength, he became a little swollen. Besides, Yunluo Peak here is not the main peak, and there are elders behind him man.

"Senior Brother Zhou Hao, since you know, why do you still offend her? You must know that the inner sect disciples of the main peak who offended her are still lying..." This disciple was a little puzzled. As far as he knew, Zhou Hao's Birth is very ordinary.

"Junior brother, you don't know. She first asked me to buy her a low-grade rejuvenation talisman at a cheaper price. Later, it was even worse, and she asked me to give her something for no reason."

"Then senior brother, you don't want to give it to her."

"Of course, if I give it to her, won't I be at a loss?"

If you don't give it, you will lose!

He didn't say this, and then left silently. People like Senior Brother Zhou Hao must not live long.

For some reason, he always felt that this disciple's back was a little weird, and he shook his head lightly, and he put this matter behind him.

It's still important to sell talismans.

Facts have proved that the charm of the low-grade rejuvenation talisman is still great, and within an hour, 60 yuan of low-grade spirit stones will be in hand.

With such a little wealth, it's time to change the spirit pen. A low-grade magic weapon with a spirit seal is really not suitable for him anymore.

Just as he was about to close the beach, he suddenly thought of something, and then took out the spirit brush he had used, and rubbed off the imprint of his refining.

"The spiritual pen I have used is very easy to use. It is because of it that I was able to reach this point on the road of making talismans. Now I am reluctant to give up my love. I only need 15 yuan of low-grade spiritual stones!" Zhou Hao pretended to be heartbroken. , and then yelled.

It cost him nine low-grade spirit stones to buy this spirit pen with a spirit seal. If he could sell it for 15 yuan, it would be a profit of six low-grade spirit stones.

Just imagine, Zhou Hao felt elated. He suddenly felt that he had a business mind. Why hadn't he discovered this talent before.

Zhou Hao used his reputation for selling talismans in Luo Yunfeng to advertise his psychic pen.

Many disciples gathered around when they heard Wang Feng's yell. Zhou Hao had only set up a stall in Fangshi for four years, and he could sell two types of low-level talismans. Most of the disciples were very clear about this.

They have to do several missions every year for their own cultivation, to buy magic tools, and to buy all kinds of things to improve their strength, while Zhou Hao only needs to draw talismans, and he earns much more spirit stones than them.

Many disciples are very envious of Zhou Hao. He can earn spirit stones in this way and go out to perform missions, but his life is in danger. Sometimes he will never return.

Now Zhou Hao is going to sell the spirit pen that helped him live this kind of life, even disciples who don't have spirit stones on them will come up to have a look.

"Senior brother Zhou, are there two spiritual seals on this spiritual brush?"

"No, it's one piece." Zhou Hao stretched out his right index finger, expressing himself clearly.

"Only one spirit seal costs 15 yuan of low-grade spirit stones, which is two or three times more expensive than the usual low-grade magical artifacts with one spirit seal. I said, senior brother Zhou, are you too black-hearted?" The disciple was surprised, if someone Two spiritual seals, he must buy them all at once.

"Do you understand the meaning of this spiritual pen? Don't you know that it can bring you a better life in the future? I think it's too bad to buy this spiritual pen for 15 yuan of inferior spirit stones. "

Zhou Hao asked him back, joking, if there are two spirit pens with spirit seals, I will definitely sell low-grade spirit stones for 30 yuan.

Normally, the price of a low-grade magic weapon with two spirit seals would not exceed 15 yuan for a low-grade spirit stone.

"Junior Brother Zhou is right, I want this spiritual pen."

An inner disciple threw 15 yuan of low-grade spirit stones at him, and Zhou Hao put them into the storage bag at once, his brows brimming with joy.

"Senior brother is still refreshing, my lucky pen belongs to you, senior brother."

Zhou Hao handed the spirit pen to the disciple, closed the stall and left, a total of 75 low-grade spirit stones, a good harvest.

After the Lingbi was sold, many disciples didn't intend to watch it. Some disciples felt a little pity. Who told them that their speech speed was a little slow just now, but now it's better, and the things are gone.

"Brother Fang Yu, do you want to come to my place to buy a talisman?"

Seeing a familiar person, Zhou Hao stopped collecting things.

Fang Yu is a direct disciple of Luo Yunfeng of the Tianyi Sect. He was the one who bought the Lingbi to Zhou Hao at the price of nine spirit stones. Occasionally, they even set up a stall together.

After going back and forth like this, they became familiar with each other, and now they are regarded as brothers with a good relationship. Of course, this relationship was good when Zhou Hao became a disciple of the inner sect.

He, Fang Yu, was also a disciple of the Inner Sect's Class A room before. Two years ago, he successfully broke through to the seventh level of Qi Refining, stepped into the ranks of core disciples, was accepted as a disciple by the elders, and became a personal disciple.

In the future, most of the foundation-building elders of Tianyi Sect will come from a small number of direct disciples.

"When Junior Brother Zhou Hao draws the mid-level top-grade spirit talisman, Senior Brother, I will definitely come over to make sense of it." Fang Yu laughed.

He was very familiar with the spiritual pen just now, didn't it mean that he bought it for Zhou Hao at the price of nine low-grade spirit stones, and now Zhou Hao bought it for 15 yuan of low-grade spirit stones.

To be honest, he still admires Zhou Hao in this regard.

Generally speaking, the price of repurchasing a magic weapon for the second time will definitely not be higher than the first time.

The spiritual seal on the magic weapon will be damaged with the passage of time, and then completely broken.

"Definitely." Zhou Hao replied. Seeing that Fang Yu hadn't lost his mind, he continued to ask: "I don't know if Brother Fang Yu is here, what is the so-called specific matter?"

"I heard that you, Junior Brother Zhou Hao, have offended that woman Yun Mengxin, so I came here to take a look." Fang Yu blinked first, and then laughed without hesitation, without any image.

The speed at which the news spread was too fast.

"Senior brother Fang Yu, you came here specially to watch my jokes."

Fortunately, he still has some understanding of Fang Yu's character. If it were any other disciple, he would not use this kind of more peaceful way to cover his stomach and act like you don't want me to laugh. He spoke in a helpless tone again.

"Of course not." Fang Yu finally put away his smile, and couldn't see his previous ugly look, "I came here to remind my junior brother that Luo Yunfeng will be rare in the future. Why? I don't think you dare try.

Brother, let me tell you another piece of news, just how strong Yun Mengxin's background is, she is a descendant of an elder at the peak of the main peak. "

Zhou Hao sucked in a breath, and reached the peak of alchemy, which would be the closest existence to the ancestor of Yuan Ying.

This background seems to be a little too big.

(End of this chapter)