"It's okay. I didn't think carefully when I was tallying the goods yesterday. This kind of soul-strengthening talisman should be opened for display purposes. Only with the seventh-level feel and the runes appearing on the talisman can it be more convincing. Yan Feiyue said indifferently.
Shopkeeper Hao saw Yan Feiyue tearing a small hole on the blank seventh-order talisman. Then he clearly felt that the spiritual energy around him began to change, becoming thinner, flowing, richer, and finally calmed down.
As time went by, on the originally blank seventh-level spirit-fixing talisman, scriptures began to appear on it little by little. When all the scriptures lit up, the small hole that Yan Feiyue had previously torn open gradually healed. .
"Okay, Shopkeeper Hao, please take a look at it again this time!" Yan Feiyue handed over the sealed seventh-level talisman.
Shopkeeper Hao still can't believe what he saw with his eyes. He carefully picked up the seventh-level soul-solidifying talisman and repeatedly felt the comparison, and couldn't help but sigh:
"There are traces of spiritual energy flowing in the talisman. It really feels exactly like the seventh-level talisman!"
"Of course!" Yan Feiyue was very proud.
"In that case, please help me, Taoist friend Yan, to wrap up all the seventh-level talismans!" Shopkeeper Hao couldn't put it down, studying the seventh-level spirit-solidifying talismans in his hand, and said without raising his head.
"Everything?" Yan Feiyue's eyes widened and she asked again uncertainly.
"Everything, I also want this one in my hand -" Shopkeeper Hao also raised the spirit-strengthening talisman in his hand.
Yan Feiyue was a little embarrassed, took the opened seventh-level talisman from Shopkeeper Hao's hand, and explained:
"Shopkeeper Hao doesn't know that the spirit-strengthening talisman has a useful life. After it is opened, the spiritual power in the talisman can only be stored for ten years, so it will be wasted if it is not used. Let's put this one on display in the store!"
"I see, I wonder how to use this spirit-strengthening talisman?" Shopkeeper Hao almost forgot the most critical question.
"The method of use is simple. The monk holds it in his hand and just makes a tear at will. The spiritual energy will follow the hand holding it, flow into the veins, and enter the Dantian. It only takes a stick of incense (five minutes)." Yan Feiyue explained.
"It does save time compared to absorbing top-grade spiritual stones or low-grade spiritual jade." Shopkeeper Hao greatly admired in his heart. If this is the case, this will undoubtedly give the monk an extra life.
Spiritual power is the foundation of a monk's cultivation. One point more is not enough, but one point less is not enough.
With this talisman, even if you lose the battle, you can quickly replenish your spiritual power and leave with your sword; what's more, when both sides suffer, whoever replenishes his spiritual power the fastest will have the opportunity to kill people first, seize the treasure, or kill people to silence them.
It is really an indispensable treasure for monks to travel and practice when they are away from home!
"Shopkeeper Hao, the seventh-level attack talisman, defensive talisman, and teleportation talisman are all regular talismans. Each one has one thousand top-quality spiritual stones. The seventh-level spiritual-solidifying talisman is a specialty of our store. Each one has three thousand top-grade spiritual stones. So, The total is twenty-seven thousand yuan of top-grade spiritual stones, or you can also pay twenty-seven yuan of low-grade spiritual jade—" Yan Feiyue took the storage bag packed by Qi Guanyu and handed it to Shopkeeper Hao.
"This is 27,000 pieces of top-quality spiritual stones. Keep it, Taoist friend Yan -" Shopkeeper Hao paid the money, picked up the storage bag, and couldn't wait to go home without even closing the door of the inn next door.
"..." This operation stunned Yan Feiyue and Qi Guanyu, but they also wanted to see their own store, so they took a look at it for the first buyer!
As a result, the inn, which had not seen a single monk enter for several days, welcomed a group of guests not long after Shopkeeper Hao left.
When Yan Feiyue saw the person, she walked directly into the inn, said hello to Qi Guanyu, and hurried to the next door. As soon as she entered the door, she smiled and said:
"Fellow Taoists, please sit down first. Shopkeeper Hao has gone home temporarily because of something. I am the shopkeeper of the grocery store next door. I will help him look at the store for a while -"
"Excuse me, Shopkeeper Yan. We'll stay here for one night today. An ordinary room is fine. We'll leave tomorrow morning -" The person who spoke was a monk with white hair and beard. He should be the leader of this group of people.
"Fellow Taoist, don't be in a hurry. Let's have a cup of tea first. Shopkeeper Hao should be here before dark -" Close the door.
In fact, Yan Feiyue didn't know what she said, but she still walked behind the counter where shopkeeper Hao usually stayed and brought out a pot of Seventh Level Spirit Tea.
"Looking at all of you who are busy and in a hurry, do you have anything important to do?" Yan Feiyue asked tentatively, also wanting to see if she could attract the second wave of customers to her own grocery store.
"We are monks from Fuxi Village on the edge of Furong Town. I am the village chief Fu Shuren. In the past six months, the monks in the village have been aging rapidly for some unknown reason. It is just that the monks in the whole village, after several investigations without results, only Can come out and ask for help.
I want to go to a larger town and find a seventh-level alchemist to see if we have been poisoned." The village chief, who had white hair and beard, shook his head helplessly and sighed.
Yan Fei said happily: "That's it." But she still had a doubt. If she rashly said that there was an eighth-level alchemist in their shop, she didn't know if the other party would believe it.
At this moment, Shopkeeper Hao finally remembered that his inn was not closed, and Yu Jian flew back in a panic. What he didn't expect was that he couldn't close the shop and go home, but had to continue operating and arrange customers.
He couldn't help but sigh in his heart. As a result, the talismans he took back would have been divided up long ago when he returned.
Yan Feiyue saw that shopkeeper Hao was waiting for a group of people to go upstairs. Without saying anything, she returned to her store and waited to see more. She was not in a hurry.
"Why don't you frown?" Qi Guanyu looked at A Yue who frowned and asked in confusion.
Yan Feiyue came over, lay down on the counter, and told her what had just happened. She blinked, hoping that her official could give her good advice.
"Maybe I'll come over soon -" Qi Guanyu smiled mysteriously and said.
"How did you know -" Before Yan Feiyue could finish her words, she heard the voice of shopkeeper Hao from behind.
"Shopkeeper Yan, these fellow Taoists are here to ask for help. As soon as I heard that they were looking for an alchemist, I thought you could definitely solve the problem here, so I brought them over -" Shopkeeper Hao only brought one A monk came over, it was the village chief Fu Shuren who led the team earlier.
"You two, please do it first. I'll ask the alchemist to come down right now -" Yan Feiyue handed the person over to the receptionist and went upstairs.
After hearing A Yue's plural words, Wei Sheng Suwen also asked to come down and take a look together.
Yan Feiyue was a little confused and asked: "Is there something wrong?"
"Maybe Su Wen's opportunity has arrived -" Tong Yi said in a good mood.
"I've seen the alchemist -" Shopkeeper Hao watched a few people coming down, and then he realized that this fellow Taoist child was actually an eighth-level alchemist, so he stood up and saluted respectfully.
"Manager Hao, you are so polite. We are all neighbors, so there is no need to be so polite. Let me take a look at this fellow Taoist first!" Tong Yi sat directly opposite the village chief with white hair and beard, and took out the jade pillow , motioning for the other party to put their hands up.
The village chief had never seen such a young and friendly eighth-level alchemist. He felt a little uncomfortable and put his hand up as requested with fear.
Tong Yi put the four fingers of her right hand together and placed them on the wrist on the jade pillow, smiling slightly to comfort her.
As the spiritual power gradually deepened, Tong Yi first saw that the monk's meridians were somewhat blocked, and then saw that the meridians closest to the Dantian were all blocked. Continuing in, she saw that the soil in the Dantian was indeed Contaminated state.
Now that the problem was clear, Tong Yi withdrew her spiritual power, raised her eyes and looked at the monk opposite and said:
"The root of the problem is that the soil in the monk's Dantian has been heavily polluted——"
"..." As soon as these words came out, everyone present looked puzzled.
"The soil in the monk's Dantian will be polluted. That's because the soil in the monk's living and training environment has been polluted. There is a kind of soil called weathered soil. Have you ever heard of it?" Tong Yi asked patiently.
"No -" Yan Feiyue saw that shopkeeper Hao and the old village chief shook their heads, so they spoke on their behalf, mainly because she didn't know.
"Regolith is an eighth-grade soil that is blown away by the wind. No one knows how it was formed, but it will follow the direction of the wind and find its own place to live.
After the weathered soil settles on the ground, it will gradually erode the local soil and absorb the spiritual power contained in the soil. The monks will inevitably come into contact with the ground, and because the traces of erosion of the weathered soil are minimal, the monks cannot discover the spiritual power in their bodies in time. Losing quickly.
By the time they are discovered, most of the monks have lost more than half of their vitality. If your guess is correct, most of the monks in your village should have turned white in hair and beards. "
Weisheng Suwen explained that only he, a single spiritual root of the soil element, could understand the soil deeply. Because Tongtong occasionally had to come into contact with the soil, she also knew a little bit, but her understanding was not deep.
After hearing this, the village chief's face inevitably showed a look of dismay, but he still asked with a glimmer of hope:
"The condition of the monks in our village is exactly the same as what the adults said. I dare to ask the adults if they can still be treated -"
"Yes, two eighth-level earth-powder pills. I have all the pills I need here. You don't have to worry. It's just the lost vitality that cannot be replenished by taking this pill -" Tong Yi nodded, able to diagnose , it can be cured naturally.
When the village chief heard that he wanted two eighth-level elixirs and that the lost vitality could not be restored, he immediately became a little depressed, but he still tried to cheer up and said:
"Please alchemist sir, please take action, but I didn't bring enough medical money for this trip. Please give Xiaoxiu ten days to return to the village to collect enough medical money before visiting again——"
"It's okay. Let's go back with you. It just so happens that the eighth-level weathered soil is beneficial to me." Wei Sheng Suwen stood up and smoothed his slightly wrinkled sleeves.
"This is the best thing. We, the villagers, will act as adults and send you a thank you gift for exterminating the demon——"
