In full view of everyone, Ling Xiao bowed his head to the ground with an unusually respectful expression.
Among all the monks in the room, who else besides Mrs. Panlong could make Ling Xiao take the initiative to perform such a great gift?
Mrs. Panlong was also sitting alone. She glanced at Ling Xiao lightly and said, "If you want to thank me, there's no need. Go away!"
She had saved Ling Xiao because she owed the Jiang family a favor, so she had to take action.
Ling Xiao had already known her old man's character and said solemnly: "Whether my wife accepts her or not, Ling will be grateful for the grace of saving her back then."
He bowed deeply and prepared to leave.
"stop."
Mrs. Panlong called him sadly.
Ling Xiao turned around and asked, "What are your orders, madam?"
Mrs. Panlong raised her eyes and said coldly: "My shoulders are sore."
Ling Xiao was startled for a moment, and then he stopped laughing. He didn't dare to disobey her, so he had to go over and give her a shoulder and a pat on the back.
This scene seemed familiar. Ling Xiao saw Jing Siren and recalled the voices and smiles of his master and uncles, and couldn't help but feel melancholy.
Of course, Mrs. Panlong didn't just want Ling Xiao to pinch her shoulders and slap her back this time. She just heard her say: "Boy, if you have nowhere to go, you might as well stay next to me. Others will definitely not dare to harm you."
Ling Xiao smiled bitterly in his heart and said: "It is best that Madam is willing to protect me, but I don't know what price this junior will have to pay?"
Mrs. Panlong said: "It's very simple. Give me your inheritance of Qingfeng Temple."
Sure enough!
Ling Xiao touched his nose helplessly and said: "Thank you, madam, for looking up to me. However, I have sworn in front of my ancestors that I will never dare to reveal the secret of the inheritance of this concept."
Mrs. Panlong stopped talking, stood up slowly, and left.
Ling Xiao froze on the spot, dumbfounded for a moment.
So direct, this old lady!
There were faint sneers from all around, seeming to be mocking Ling Xiao for being abandoned by Mrs. Panlong.
Ling Xiao felt that he was out of place here, shook his head, and went straight back to Jiang's camp.
…
After returning to the exclusive tent, Ling Xiao was able to sit down and relax.
Nowadays, 99% of the foundation-building monks from the Northern Liang Kingdom have gathered on the front line, and there are many people with mixed eyes. He must be more careful in his actions in the future, so as not to fall into the facts and use them to slander himself.
There are quite a few people like Madam Panlong who covet the inheritance of Qingfeng Temple!
The celebration lasted all day and night.
The next day.
Jiang's visitor is one of the people he met yesterday.
"My name is Jiang Rongguang, and I am the third head of the Jiang family. I will assign tasks to you from now on."
Jiang Rongguang said coldly and dropped a contract jade slip: "In it are the number of talismans you need to make every day and the required materials. Go to the logistics camp to get it yourself and sign it!"
"Now that you're on the front line, don't think that you can be as comfortable and lazy as you are at the rear! If you can't hand over the designated number of talismans every day, don't blame the military law!"
After Jiang Rongguang said this with all his face, he turned around and left, not giving Ling Xiao any chance to speak.
Ling Xiao looked at his back and sneered.
Sure enough, the Jiang family had to squeeze out all their value before carrying out those missions that required a narrow escape from death.
He was quite looking forward to what tasks these people would arrange for him.
I took the jade slips and took a look.
Ling Xiao looked surprised.
"15 first-level high-level talismans every day? Based on a 35% success rate?"
Ling Xiao felt that something was wrong and couldn't help but rub his eyes.
Before, he made more difficult thunder charms, making about 13 of them every day.
After conversion, it’s even simpler now!
After thinking about it, Ling Xiao could only draw a rough conclusion.
Perhaps, Dead Little Fish deducted the Thunder Talisman he had made before and did not reveal the true quantity he made!
No!
Not maybe!
Yes for sure!
It's completely in line with that woman's style!
Therefore, the Jiang family didn't know Ling Xiao's ability in making talismans. They just made a casual estimate and assigned the task.
Ling Xiao felt relieved now.
15 first-level high-level talismans every day is naturally demanding for ordinary talisman makers.
But for Ling Xiao, making the Thunder Talisman is easier than before, and it only takes about 8 hours to complete.
After all, Ling Xiao has a 50% success rate even if he draws an ordinary first-level high-level talisman with his eyes closed!
Now he is a genuine second-level talisman maker, and the success rate of making second-level talismans can be maintained at more than 25%!
The only thing that made Ling Xiao unhappy was that there was no mention of remuneration in the contract.
The Jiang family is using him as free labor!
Ling Xiao grinned.
Now that he is restricted by others, it is not convenient for him to have an attack.
But he will let the Jiang family know that we honest people are not just for you to bully!
Go out and go to the logistics camp.
After leaving Jiangying and asking around, Ling Xiao arrived at a tent that looked like a magic circle. There was an underground passage here.
The logistics camp was built on the negative floor, which Ling Xiao did not expect.
Is the space utilization efficiency in the world of immortality so high?
Come to the underground Donghuang Market.
As soon as he passed through the formation light curtain, he heard a tidal wave of shouts. Ling Xiao looked intently and saw that there was a vast underground space with various tents and monks surging like a tide. It was like a large underground space. Busy and lively as a city.
It is estimated that most of the monks in Donghuang City have gathered here. Looking around, you can see strong foundation builders everywhere.
Since it is like a city, there are naturally various types of businesses.
Those flying flags represent the famous merchants of Beiliang Kingdom, such as the Xiao family's Wanbao Building, the Duan family's Yipinzhai, etc.
The most important logistics camp naturally occupies the most central area.
Ling Xiao had no time to look around, so he took the jade slip to the logistics camp and successfully received ten days of supplies.
Then he came out and took a deep breath.
What a familiar smell!
He smiled slightly and joined the crowd, and his consciousness immediately locked onto the place he wanted to go.
The west corner of Donghuang Market, an area almost as big as a football field, is provided for monks to trade freely.
Ling Xiao found something at the first stall he visited. He took a fancy to a second-level spiritual grass with a loss of spiritual energy.
"Senior, I don't want spiritual stones. I only want to exchange for talismans. With 3 first-level intermediate talismans, you can take this herb away." The stall owner reported the price with fear.
Ling Xiao raised his eyebrows.
No spiritual stones, just talismans?
This is troublesome.
He doesn't even have a first-level high-level talisman in his hand now. How can he have an intermediate level one?
After wandering around a few more stalls, Ling Xiao discovered that every stall was like this.
Only bartering, not accepting spiritual stones.
Ling Xiao never expected that one day there would be a situation where the spirit stone could not buy anything!
After being speechless, he asked around and found out the reason.
The monks in Donghuang City are not short of spiritual stones, but are short of resources that can improve their strength in a short period of time, such as talismans, elixirs, magic weapons, etc.
Here, if you don’t have the strength, no matter how much money you make, you won’t be able to spend your life!
After figuring out the situation, Ling Xiao thoughtfully stopped lingering and returned directly to Jiang's camp.
He has plenty of talismans!
It's just that I haven't drawn it yet.
wait for me!
