After everyone entered the hall on the first floor, the young man in purple drank the last cup of fragrant tea in his hand, raised his eyes and glanced at them, and said lightly: "Old rules, this month there will be a silver talisman brewed on the second floor. , if you have the golden talisman, go to the third floor, and there will be elders to receive you."
After a while, everyone remained motionless, and no one dared to go up to the second floor.
Han Feng was certainly qualified, but he didn't bring the only silver talisman with him at all. Only now did he know that the specifications of the silver talisman paper were so high, but he did not regret it. Anyway, there would be plenty of opportunities in the future, so it would be better to keep a low profile. After all, he still didn’t know who was in the No. 7 handyman circle before. Wanting his life behind his back, he would not act too dazzling until he knew the real enemy and was still weak. If the sect was not too harsh and only allowed a 5% corrosion rate, otherwise He would only bring half of the finished product this time, but he still left more than ten pieces of the best copper-colored talisman paper and more than ten boxes of talisman ink in his lounge for later use in drawing talismans.
"Since there are none, let's come and deliver the goods one by one." The young man in purple's tone became a little cold, waved his hand, and then started drinking tea again.
The two apprentices dressed as Taoist boys immediately stepped forward, separated on both sides, and helped the young man in purple collect talisman paper and talisman ink.
A young man standing at the front quickly walked over, took out his talisman paper and talisman ink and placed them on the long stone table. The Taoist boy on the left immediately checked whether they were qualified and counted the number.
"Yun Zhanteng, I will make sixty talisman papers and sixty-five boxes of talisman ink this month. I will reward you with six Yunling Pills, sect contribution points of 60, and receive a low-grade monthly salary spiritual stone."
"Yun Zhanteng is indeed a genius. He has been able to make so many talisman papers and talisman inks in just three months. I'm afraid it won't be long before he can make silver talisman papers. In another two years, I'm afraid I'll be able to draw talismans when the disciples compete in the Spirit Talisman Hall." Someone murmured.
As the voices of the two Taoist boys continued to sound, each apprentice also stepped forward to submit their results and receive various rewards and remunerations. During this period, several apprentices behaved particularly horribly. They actually produced more than 120 talisman papers, with a production rate of an astonishing 40%, which amazed everyone.
Half an hour later, it was finally Mu Ziya's turn. His performance was mediocre, with a yield rate of only close to 20%, but for his qualifications, it was already a huge improvement. Then it was the turn of the big man behind him. This big man actually took out eighty-six talisman papers and eighty-five boxes of talisman ink. The production rate was already close to 30%, and he was also well rewarded.
"Hmph, this kid is hiding very deep." Bai Caixiu snorted coldly.
After a while, Bai Caixiu stepped forward to submit the talisman paper and talisman ink. With a touch of arrogance on his face, he took out 97 talisman papers and 98 boxes of talisman ink, causing many people to exclaim. .
"It's a pity that he almost broke 100, otherwise he would have gotten a round pulse pill." Someone said regretfully.
When Han Feng heard this, his eyes flashed slightly, and he couldn't help but look forward to the Yuanmai Pill. This was also the first time he heard this term.
After a while, it was finally Han Feng's turn to take the stage. With a calm face, he took out the talisman papers and talisman inks one by one, making everyone's eyes flash, especially when the Taoist boy who inspected said that he finally Mu Ziya, Bai Caixiu and others standing behind them had their eyes wide open, with incredible expressions on their faces.
"Han Feng, I have made 135 talisman papers and 136 boxes of talisman ink this month. I will reward you with twelve Yunling Pills, a bottle of Soul Nourishing Pill, a Yuanmai Pill, and sect contribution points. One hundred and thirty-five, and receive a low-grade spiritual stone as a monthly salary."
As the Taoist boy's loud and clear voice sounded, everyone looked at Han Feng with monster-like eyes.
"Have you heard? This guy is still a newcomer. He has only been here for more than a month, and he has such amazing achievements. It's terrible. It seems that he will be the number one this month. It is said that there will be additional rankings for the number one this month. As for the reward, I don’t know what it will be.”
"Keep your voice down, if other people yell, he will become someone we look up to in the future. He must be called Junior Brother Han, do you understand?"
After Han Feng received the reward, he automatically returned to the team behind him. When he passed by Mu Ziya and others, they all lowered their heads with embarrassment on their faces.
The whole gathering to hand over the talisman lasted for more than half an hour before finally ending. Unfortunately, Han Feng did not win the first place this month, and was narrowly ranked third. The top two handed over 138 talismans respectively. One talisman paper and one hundred and thirty-six talisman papers. The first place only received an extra bottle of soul nourishing pill, but there was no more special treatment.
"The submission meeting is over this month, you can go about your own business." The Taoist boy on the right announced, and then he followed the young man in purple and left through the back door, leaving only the Taoist boy on the left to preside over venue.
As soon as the young man in purple left, the apprentices were no longer restrained and began to communicate with each other. Many people came to Han Feng and asked him for advice.
Han Feng was a little helpless, but thinking that he was a newcomer after all, it was hard to keep a straight face, so he had to say something, based on his limited experience, and mentioned it a little bit, but no one actually understood it completely, but it was all It's not a big problem, the point is to establish a good relationship with Han Feng, a promising talent. It's also a good choice to become familiar with him.
This exchange meeting lasted until evening before everyone dispersed.
"Junior Brother Han, it's so hard for you to hide this from us!" On the way back, Mu Ziya and others looked at Han Feng with complaints on their faces.
Han Feng cupped his fists and saluted each of them, and said with a slight smile: "Seeing how eager you were talking, I couldn't interrupt you, so I didn't clarify it. It's not a big deal anyway."
"So you see us all bragging like clowns. You slapped us in the face so hard!" The big man said with a bitter smile. His surname is also Mu, and he is a distant relative of Mu Ziya, named Mu Zixin. .
"Our Sanyemen is indeed a crouching tiger, hidden dragon. It seems I have to work harder." Bai Caixiu's fair face showed a rare look of perseverance, and he clenched his fists and said seriously.
"Hehe, Junior Brother Bai, I'm not a fuel-efficient person either. Maybe I can surpass you next month!" Mu Zixin laughed evilly.
"Hmph, my target is Junior Brother Han. You are far behind. Let's wait until you break through the 30% yield rate!" Bai Caixiu rolled his eyes.
"Haha, let's see who breaks 100 first!" Mu Zixin laughed loudly. After saying this, he, Han Feng and Mu Ziya nodded, and then walked away to the hill where another apprentice lived. Run.
Bai Caixiu gave him a disdainful look and said goodbye to Han Feng and Mu Ziya. Mu Ziya immediately separated from Han Feng and left.
