"Two high-grade spiritual stones or a wind chanting stone for one price."
The man said directly without raising his head.
So expensive? Zhuzhu was stunned.
She remembered that the price of a third-level talisman pen was around 100 yuan of mid-grade spiritual stones.
And Zhuzhu still refers to the price of a third-level high-quality talisman pen.
As for this talisman pen... I'm sorry for my poor eyesight, but I really didn't see anything special about it.
You don’t think she’s a stranger, so you want to make a fortune from her, right?
And what is that Wind Song Stone? She had never heard of it.
Zhuzhu looked at the stall owner with dissatisfaction, only to realize that he had cultivated the Dzogchen Foundation.
Moreover, he was wearing a white robe of green gauze and a true disciple of the inner sect of Tianyun Sect. His eyes were lowered, and his long eyelashes cast a shadow on his jade-white skin. The sunlight hit his perfectly proportioned face and cast a layer of shadow. The light golden halo exudes a lazy and seductive atmosphere.
Even though Zhuzhu admits that she is not a person who likes beauty, and she has watched her sister and Jiaojiao grow up since she was young, she has already developed a certain immunity to beauty. Who would have thought that she would see the appearance of this fellow senior fellow student? At that moment, I couldn't help but my heart stopped for a beat.
But she quickly came to her senses and didn't dare to look up at his face again.
It's so scary. A man is more beautiful than a woman. No wonder there is no one around his stall. I guess everyone is afraid of being tempted by his appearance, or they feel a little ashamed in comparison.
Even though I wanted to ask him why he sold it at such a high price, I was a little embarrassed and scared him by asking rashly.
But she finally came across someone selling third-level talisman pens, so she was a little reluctant to give up.
He could only say in a soft tone: "Senior brother, we are all members of the Tianyun Sect, can it be cheaper?"
The man didn't expect his price to be so high, and the female cultivator hadn't given up yet, let alone expected someone to be able to resist the temptation of his appearance and ask for a price.
He raised his head and glanced at Zhuzhu: "Don't look at it as just a third-level talisman pen. It uses the materials for refining a fourth-level talisman pen. I have to take it back no matter what!"
So this is the reason for selling at a high price?
Shouldn't I blame myself for not being good at refining weapons?
Zhuzhu almost laughed out of anger.
Forget it, Zhuzhu glanced at this senior brother's face, and was once again affected by his beauty, and her anger instantly dropped a lot.
"I only have one high-grade spiritual stone, and I sincerely want to buy this talisman pen. How about we each take a step back, and I give you one high-grade spiritual stone and fifty middle-grade spiritual stones?"
This is actually far more than the price of the third-level talisman pen, but Zhuzhu really likes this talisman pen made from the fourth-level white-nosed elephant ivory and the third-level golden-haired rat hair.
I have to say that the senior brother in front of me, who is not very good at refining weapons, has an above-average aesthetic level.
This third-order talisman pen is as smooth as jade in appearance. Two water hibiscus flowers and a small dragonfly are engraved on the tail of the pen barrel. The pen head made of golden rat hair is also soft and smooth, so it should be able to write smoothly when drawing talisman.
The fellow stall owner thought about it and found that the price offered by Zhuzhu was indeed the highest among all the monks who came to sell talisman pens. The main reason was that the other people left on the spot as soon as they heard the price, barely allowing him to repay the original price. Make a small profit.
The most important thing is that the stall owner saw that Zhuzhu really wanted to buy this talisman pen, and not that the female cultivators came to buy it just to attract his attention.
"Okay, deal!" the stall owner said reluctantly.
Zhuzhu then took out the spirit stone and handed it to the stall owner, then put the talisman pen into the storage ring.
After the transaction was completed, Zhuzhu actually felt a little sad in her heart. It was the only high-grade spiritual stone she had, and the only fifty middle-grade spiritual stones left on her body.
For a talisman pen, she became pauper again.
Learning how to make talismans will cost more in the future, and even the resources provided by the sect to the true disciples of the inner sect may not be enough for her to squander.
It seems that she also has to find a way to earn spiritual stones.
Seeing Zhuzhu's generosity, the senior brother with his own beautiful face rarely let go of his laziness, and opened his mouth to sell other things: "Junior sister, I also have fine talisman paper, cinnabar and monster blood. You want it?" don't want?"
Needless to say, it must be more expensive than other places. Zhuzhu, who was already penniless, shook her head quickly: "Thank you, senior brother, no need."
After she finished speaking, the senior brother looked disappointed. Zhuzhu inexplicably felt that being too poor was a sin.
If I had the spiritual stones to buy this senior brother's things, I wouldn't let him be so disappointed.
Just after thinking this, Zhuzhu immediately broke out in a cold sweat. I went and she was hit again. Fortunately, her pocket was cleaner than her face.
Not daring to raise his head to look at this man with his own light, he quickly left Fangshi.
When Zhuzhu was completely gone, the senior fellow who set up the stall looked away from his laziness and revealed a sly smile.
The place he picked was indeed good. The sun shone on his body, making him look even more handsome and handsome. The jade trees faced the wind.
It's just that the female cultivator who came to buy things was too poor. The talisman pen that was expected to earn one high-grade spiritual stone only earned fifty yuan of mid-grade spiritual stones.
But it was much better than I imagined. Using fourth-level materials to refine a third-level magic weapon without losing any money was already considered good.
"The harvest is good today, it's time to go back to the sect." The man put away the stall, stood up, and walked in the same direction that Zhuzhu left.
After returning to Qingmu Peak, Zhuzhu first went to Qingyun Hall.
Regardless of whether her master or senior brother came back, she would always report it.
This time, I didn't expect to meet my senior brother Beichen Zhenjun and senior sister Ling'e at the same time.
Senior Sister Ling'e was excitedly explaining the affairs of Qingmu Peak to her senior brother.
Zhuzhu felt that she came back at the wrong time. She clearly felt that Senior Sister Ling'e frowned when she saw her coming in, as if she was slightly unhappy.
Could it be that it disturbed them?
The senior brother had no expression at all. The moment he saw her coming in, he waved his hand to signal Senior Sister Ling'e to stop for now.
"Senior Brother, Senior Sister Ling'e." Zhuzhu stepped forward and cupped her hands.
True Lord Benchen looked Zhuzhu up and down, and nodded with satisfaction: "We are already in the middle stage of foundation building. It seems that you have gained a lot from your two years of experience in the sect."
"There is a slight gain, but it is not as good as senior brother." Even though Zhuzhu couldn't see through her senior brother's cultivation, and the senior brother deliberately kept his aura restrained, she could still feel that the senior brother's momentum was even more amazing than he was more than two years ago.
It must be that his cultivation has improved a step further.
Xia Ling'e's expression on the side became even more ugly. When had the senior brother ever praised others? Even though it only took her thirty years to advance from the early stage of the Golden Core to the middle stage of the Golden Core, she had not received a word of praise from the senior brother.
Not to mention that Junior Sister Ni was only promoted from the early stage of foundation building to the middle stage of foundation building.
Could it be that Senior Brother was really confused by Junior Sister Ni's appearance and looked at her differently?
However, Xia Ling'e never imagined that Beichen Zhenjun had intended to take Zhuzhu as his disciple, but his master had beaten him to it.
He let his favorite apprentice become his junior sister.
But subconsciously, Beichen Zhenjun still treats Zhuzhu as a half-disciple. Of course he is happy to see her making some progress.
"Now that you're back, practice your skills well recently. If you don't understand anything, you can always come to Qingyun Palace or your senior brother's cave to ask." Zhenjun Beichen once again said a few more words to Zhuzhu, " In five years time, the sect will hold its foundation building competition every twenty years, so try not to embarrass Cyanwood Peak."
Zhuzhu:......
She seemed to be asking the master how to not be embarrassed.
Most of the disciples participating in the Foundation Establishment Competition must be late-stage Foundation Establishment and Dzogchen cultivators.
She is only in the middle stage of foundation building now, and she also took the fifth-level spotted giant snake demon pill to advance. It is impossible for her to have such good luck every time.
If nothing unexpected happens in five years, she is still a monk in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment. How should she defeat her fellow disciples in the late stage of Foundation Establishment and Dzogchen?
The senior brother's words made Zhuzhu, who wanted to relax when he came back, study hard to make talismans, feel tremendous pressure inexplicably.
In the end, she decided that she should learn the talisman, maybe it would be useful in Dabi five years later, and she should also hone her skills.
Try to get [Thorn Technique], [All Creatures], [Ice Muscles and Jade Bones] and [Phantom Wizard] to enter the third level.
Only in this way will her strength make a qualitative leap.
Even if they were to fight against those disciples of the True Foundation Establishment Dzogchen, they might still be able to fight, and their defeat would not be so ugly.
