Jiang Yan suppressed the anger in her heart, lit a fire, and offered three sticks of incense to the God of Wealth enshrined in the shrine. Then she left the Chunjiang Pavilion with the talisman and entered a forest. After passing through the barrier, she came to the Monk's Square City and placed Stalls selling talismans.
The cultivation resources in the monk circle are very scarce, and even currency can be seen by using banknotes like ordinary people. Therefore, a talisman costs tens of thousands, which is not expensive at all. On the contrary, it is quite cheap.
As soon as her stall was set up, several monks gathered around her and said, "Why are you putting such precious things on a stall? Is it fake?"
"How can it be fake? Look at the divine light contained in it. The quality is good. How can the boss sell it?"
"The first grade is three thousand, the second grade is nine thousand, the third grade is twelve thousand, and the fourth grade is thirty thousand."
Jiang Yan quoted a lowered price. When they heard that it was so cheap, they immediately paid for it!
"Who do I think you are? Why did Master Jiang set up a stall and sell fake goods?" The visitor looked frivolous and joking, "Your life-saving talisman is not life-saving at all. The seventh young master finally got it. He was qualified to enter the secret realm just because your rubbish talisman did not work, so he died tragically in the mouth of a vicious beast!"
The monks who wanted to buy talismans stayed away from the stall, because of what he said and because of who he was. This man was the son of the owner of the market here!
As soon as Jiang Yan looked at the dozen or so guards behind him, he knew that today's stall could no longer be set up. He stood up angrily, collected the talisman and left.
The master's son sneered and got out of the way, "Stop selling talismans, or you may get your hands broken."
In a rare treasure house not far away, Youan, who sensed this scene with his spiritual consciousness, slapped the table angrily, "You bully others with your power, and you are unkind to get rich, but your wealth will be ruined."
"You'an." Zhan Changfeng interrupted her. As the innate Holy Spirit born from wealth, You'an's words have a certain spiritual nature. If she said "their wealth will be scattered", that family might really There will be unexpected changes.
Youan looked at her aggrievedly and said nothing.
"You seem to be a little interested in Jiang Yan." Zhan Changfeng said, "You only saw the man driving Jiang Yan away and talking harshly to her, but did you notice that there was no malice in his tone, and there was confusion in his expression? With hidden worries."
"Are you saying he is helping Jiang Yan?"
"Help, I can't tell. He probably cut off Jiang Yan's livelihood due to the prestige of the Qian family, but he feels bad about it. If you think about his last sentence carefully, it is actually a reminder. If Jiang Yan can understand it, he will know that he We’re about to be attacked.”
Youan was thoughtful.
"If you don't believe it, you can follow Jiang Yan and take a look."
"Of course I believe you." You'an said with a smile on his face, "But Jiang Yan is our creditor, we have to keep an eye on her. You can go about the business at hand while I go."
Zhan Changfeng nodded, and Youan immediately smiled silly and sweetly, waved his little hand to her, and disappeared.
She knocked on the table carelessly, and then there were hurried footsteps on the stairs. The shopkeeper bent down and handed over his hands, said "Wait a minute" to Zhan Changfeng several times, and then introduced her to the person behind him. "This is our alchemy master, Mr. Chen."
Mr. Chen said hurriedly, "I don't dare, I just know a little bit about it."
"Hello." Zhan Changfeng glanced at Mr. Chen's cultivation level, which is the realm of transcendence. In the circle of monks in this world, foundation building is relatively common, but the level of transcendence from mortal life and death is considered a high level, with magical powers and spiritual powers. The old monster that belongs to the legend has not been seen for a long time.
"Have you estimated the price?" She sold two bottles of fifth-grade pills suitable for the life and death realm to Qizhen Pavilion. However, because fifth-grade pills are marketable and priceless treasures in this world, the shopkeeper did not recognize them, so she hurriedly I went to invite the alchemist.
Mr. Chen nodded with a bright face, "It's all estimated."
"Look, what's the number for a pill?" The shopkeeper stretched out three fingers and looked at Zhan Changfeng nervously.
Zhan Changfeng lifted his lips and smiled. It seems that he doesn't like the price.
The shopkeeper gritted his teeth and stretched out five fingers.
"It's just some banknotes. It's hard to find alchemy materials these days." Zhan Changfeng said this casually.
Mr. Chen's eyes widened and he dared to ask, "Did you make this elixir?"
"Otherwise who else."
"Two million!" The shopkeeper suddenly shouted excitedly, "Two million for one pill. Please tell me if you belong to me. Our family is willing to hire you as a worshiper at a high price."
"I came out of the mountain not long ago, but because the world has become fast and things are difficult to trade, I have to use useless paper as a bargaining chip, so I can exchange for some money to facilitate travel. As for worship, I have no idea for the time being, but If you are willing to help me find alchemy materials, I will give you a 30% discount."
Neither the shopkeeper nor Mr. Chen could see her cultivation level, but they were inexplicably sure that she was some old monster who had escaped from the world. They did not dare to test her easily and quickly agreed.
His ancestor of the Fang family is a top expert in the realm of life and death. Unfortunately, he is old and there are no new masters to guard the Fang family for him. If he dies, the Fang family will be divided up by the other three big heads. Now that a fifth-grade elixir has been born, It's like a life-saving straw.
What appeared was not just one, but two bottles of ten. It was a master who knew how to refine fifth-grade pills!
God bless the Fang family! Must make good friends!
"Just tell us what materials you want. The Fang family still has some connections. Don't brag. If the Fang family can't find the materials, then others will not be able to find them."
Zhan Changfeng wrote down a list of herbal names on the spot and handed it to them, "The fee will be deducted from our transaction amount. When the elixir is ready, I will give you two more as a reward for your hard work."
The two were ecstatic and nodded like garlic.
After sending Zhan Changfeng Gong out, the shopkeeper immediately pulled Mr. Chen and said, "We have to keep this matter secret and we are determined not to let other families know about it."
"I know it." This is a great treasure that can refine fifth-grade elixirs, and he would only publicize it if he was stupid.
Jiang Yan left Fangshi and returned to the city, wondering where she could get money, but several strong winds followed her and caught her off guard!
She is a veritable scumbag of war. Faced with the encirclement of these foundation-building men, she throws out the five talisman of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth, and then runs quickly, covering her injured arm, and runs Gotta go fast.
"The hell she threw it away for free. The brothers chased her, maimed her, and stole her precious talisman!"
Jiang Yan rushed down the busy street. Although the people behind her did not show off their monk power, they still pursued her. She was so anxious that sweat broke out on her forehead. She was surrounded by the bustle and had nowhere to go.
Law Enforcement Agency?
No, they also have great power in the outside world, and it is possible to kill her directly in the law enforcement agency.
You can't rely on your former friends and uncles, and there is nothing to hide in Chunjiang Pavilion.
"Stop! Stop her, this woman is a thief!"
The crowd was in an uproar, and their eyes followed Jiang Yan.
Jiang Yan vomited blood in her heart. What a messy operation, and you still started to imitate the thief and shout to catch the thief!
Not to mention, the effect is great. The God of Wealth worshiped by people in this world is loyal in morality and fair in business. As soon as he shouted, a large number of passers-by came to see the righteous man and blocked Jiang Yan!
"Why don't you learn well, little girl? Go and surrender yourself."
Jiang Yan had no choice but to use her body skills and tried to escape. Suddenly, her wrist was clamped by a hand. Following her, it was a man with a stern expression.
He has a face as sharp as a knife, slender eyebrows and handsome eyes. He is dressed in a crisp suit. He is as powerful as a lone wolf. His voice is as low as the river at night. "If you have anything to say, go to the law enforcement office and tell him."
