Guanggui City is located in the southernmost part of Lanzhou. It is a small city and cannot compare with Jiayuan City in terms of population and economy.
However, it also has its own unique advantages. The unique geographical composition of being surrounded by mountains on three sides and facing water on one side has created a particularly comfortable climate and beautiful natural environment.
In addition, some fruit specialties that are rare elsewhere grow locally. Therefore, countless wealthy dignitaries are attracted to it every year. It is an excellent place for leisure and vacation.
Not far from Guanggui City to the west, a mountain range stands across the mountain. It is Tainan Mountain. The highest point is more than 3,000 meters high. It is shrouded in clouds and fog all year round. In some areas, the mountain fog persists all year round, making it extremely mysterious.
Someone once couldn't restrain his curiosity and went into the mountain fog to investigate. As a result, he lost his way after taking only a few steps. What's more, because he entered too many times, maybe he got angry and was trapped in it for several days before escaping.
Therefore, many rumors gradually spread in the local area. There may be gods living in the mountains and they do not want to be disturbed by outsiders.
Over time, the local people reached a consensus not to go into the mountain mist to investigate, otherwise they would offend the gods and they would definitely be punished.
In the dense forest, at this time, two figures were walking side by side, it was Mo Juren and his apprentice Han Li.
After finishing all the things, he took the other party together from Jiayuan City and finally arrived at the foot of Tainan Mountain after nearly a month's journey. As for the Corpse Refining Iron Slave, he did not take it with him, but stayed in Mo Mansion as a trump card.
Perhaps it was because he came a little early, but it was quiet on the mountain road, and he didn't meet any other monks. As a result, the master and the apprentice, who did not know the specific location, could only rely on the information gathered at the foot of the mountain to search carefully.
Fortunately, the two of them were lucky. As soon as they reached a hillside, they immediately discovered their target. The area ahead was currently shrouded in thick white fog, which matched the location mentioned by the villagers.
How to get in?
Mo Juren frowned. The white mist was obviously caused by the formation. It would definitely not work to rush in directly.
While I was thinking about it, an accident happened. The white mist I saw suddenly began to surge. Then, the middle part seemed to be cut directly from top to bottom by a weapon, revealing a long and narrow path.
So easy?
Mo Juren was startled for a moment, and then realized that it was the time when the Tainan Small Conference was being held, and there would be countless casual cultivators arriving one after another, so naturally they would not be stopped.
The person responsible for guarding the formation must have noticed their aura and opened the passage.
The two of them did not hesitate, and immediately walked along the path. After a while, the white fog suddenly dissipated, and the scene changed instantly, and a green valley filled with various exotic flowers and plants came into view.
Tainan Valley has finally arrived.
Looking at the dense flow of people in different clothes in front of him, Mo Juren felt a little happy in his heart. I have come to the world of immortal cultivators.
Han Li on the side was also in a daze. His master had told him some common sense about the world of immortality before, but he only introduced it in a general way and didn't feel much about it. Now that I have seen it with my own eyes, my feelings are completely different. Not to mention other things, the large palace-style attic in the middle of the square that exudes a faint brilliance cannot be built by human power.
In front of the attic is a huge square, paved with bluestones. Around the edges, there are many temporary stalls set up by immortal cultivators, with all kinds of strange items placed on them, making it dizzying to see.
Arriving at a stall specializing in selling talismans, Mo Juren reached into his arms, took out a golden talisman, and asked, "Ten spiritual stones, do you want to take them?"
"The Vajra Talisman." The stall owner took one look at it and shook his head directly, "You have used it several times and your spiritual power is not that strong. I will pay you seven yuan at most."
"make a deal."
"Uh..." The stall owner was stunned for a moment. Apparently he didn't expect the other party to agree so happily. Damn it, it's too high. Of course, he didn't regret it, it was just seven spiritual stones, not much.
After the transaction was completed, Mo Juren did not leave, but instead observed carefully at the other party's stall. The stall owner was immediately overjoyed and introduced: "Whatever you like, fellow Taoist, just tell me and I will give you a 20% discount."
Mo Juren scanned it briefly, then reached out and picked up a stack of blank talisman papers, a book "A Brief Introduction to Talisman Papers" and asked: "How to sell these two?"
"Is that all you need? Don't look at anything else? I also have elementary and middle-level talismans here, including those for attack, defense, and speed enhancement. They are all available and will definitely satisfy you." The stall owner couldn't tell the details of the other party. , vigorously promote it. As for the book, it is just an introductory guide, and the blank talisman paper is not valuable. It only costs three or four spiritual stones in total.
Unfortunately, Mo Juren ignored them completely, bought only these two items, and then turned around and left. The stall owner was left pouting, thinking that he had met a wealthy customer, but he didn't expect that he was a poor man.
"We must find ways to make money as soon as possible, otherwise we won't be able to afford good things when we encounter them." While walking on the road, Mo Juren was thinking about ways to make money. He had already had a prototype in his mind on the way here, but he didn't know how to make money. Can't do it.
"Let's go and find a place to stay first."
The two walked towards the central area and inquired a little. It turned out that there was a staff member specializing in accommodation, located somewhere not far from the attic.
Everything went smoothly. It only took two spiritual stones to handle everything. When leaving, the staff handed over two special talismans, which were keys used to enter and exit the attic defense formation.
Mo Juren was a little curious and tried to use it. It was very simple. He only needed to lightly place the talisman on the light shield formed by the defensive formation, and a circular passage would slowly open. After the two passed through, the passage began to gradually narrow, and finally closed as before.
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As time passed, more and more monks came to Tainan Valley. From the first two to three hundred people, the number has doubled now, making the valley more and more lively. Moreover, this is just the beginning, and it will increase faster in the future.
During this period of time, Han Li was like a fish in water, completely letting go of his restraints. He often ran out alone and didn't know what he was busy with.
As for Mo Juren, he didn't know about it because he lived in different rooms. However, even if he knew it, he wouldn't care. He couldn't deliberately suppress the other party's development.
Besides, he is busy with his own affairs, so he won't spend his time focusing on other things.
I haven't been out for a day since I moved in. I stayed in my room alone and studied the book "A Brief Introduction to Talismans". The content is an unknown talisman master's personal understanding of the way of talismans. It may not be completely correct, but it made him very inspired after reading it.
Moreover, it also explained some common sense about making talismans in detail. Although it was only the most basic part, it gave him a general understanding of the way of making talismans in a very short period of time. Understand what materials are needed to make talismans, what needs to be paid attention to during the process, etc...
On this day, he finally put down his books and walked out of the attic. However, it only took a short time before he returned again, with two more things in his hand, cinnabar and a talisman pen.
It was just the cheapest kind, but it also cost a lot. He exchanged his last spiritual stone and a calming talisman.
"I hope my guess is true, otherwise I will be so poor that I lose my pants."
He muttered something under his breath, and then started busy, preparing cinnabar, soaking the talisman pen, and spreading out the blank talisman paper. Then his eyes closed slightly, as if he was brewing something.
After a moment, his eyes suddenly opened, he waved the talisman pen in his hand and began to sketch on the talisman paper.
If there were a real Talisman Master here, he would definitely be full of disdain. As a beginner who has just come into contact with talismans, you also want to draw talisman. What are you dreaming about? It's simply impossible to succeed. And, what was that you painted? It's as messy as a thorn bush, where is the slightest trace of a talisman?
However, the situation was a little different. As the talisman brush continued to outline, a strange thorn pattern was gradually completed. When the last stroke fell, the entire pattern seemed to be activated, and a flash of inspiration occurred.
"Success?"
Seeing this scene, Mo Juren couldn't believe it. If you just try it yourself, it shouldn't be that easy to succeed, right?
Sure enough, his guess came true. The aura only flickered once and then suddenly went out, as if what just happened was just an illusion.
Where is the problem?
Since there is a spiritual light emerging, it means that the path is right. But why can't it last?
He fell into deep thought again. After a moment, he seemed to suddenly think of something, and his eyes suddenly lit up. Without hesitation, he lightly swiped at his fingertips, and immediately, drops of bright red blood fell into the cinnabar.
