Qinghong Zhenren went on a rampage all the way.
"Get out of the way of this real person."
Many of the foundation-building monks gathered around to buy talismans were swept away by a burst of spiritual energy and staggered around.
"Who is it!" Someone turned around angrily, only to find that it was the Golden Pill cultivator. He immediately withdrew his angry expression and did not dare to speak more.
Another person said: "Fortunately, I acted quickly. I didn't expect that Master Jindan would come to buy the talisman."
Master Qinghong swept Renmanbarang away and rushed to the innermost area to take a look, only to find that it was empty.
"Where is the person? Who is selling the talisman? Please stand up for me."
Master Qinghong glanced at everyone present with his barbed triangular eyes, his expression gloomy, as if he was about to explode and hurt someone in the next second.
The Foundation Establishment monks present looked at each other, and only one of them hesitated and said: "The female cultivator selling talismans said that the talismans were sold out, so she has left."
"Let's go. What does that female cultivator look like? Let me draw her face."
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Yun Miao has already left the ring.
I was still upset in my heart: "If I had known it was so easy to sell under the ring, I should have come here earlier and sold more spiritual stones."
Feng Wu answered in her sea of consciousness: "If you had known that the talismans were not enough to sell, you should not have practiced in the previous month and concentrate on drawing talismans."
"You're right." Yun Miao answered subconsciously.
It was only after he finished that he realized: "You little phoenix are so brave. You dare to mock me. Also, I know which one is lighter and which is heavier. You can't earn enough spiritual stones. Cultivation is the first priority."
When she has no self-control?
It's just that I am a little bit lost in this spiritual stone, as big as a fingernail.
Moreover, the talisman paper was also used up, and she wanted to draw, but it was difficult for a skillful woman to make a meal without rice.
"It's good that you know. If you still want to take me to the God Realm, you should practice quickly. I will supervise you in the future."
"I know, little overseer."
Yun Miao was not angry and said: "But if you don't have spirit stones, you can't buy good magic weapons. In the future, if you are pressed down and beaten while walking outside, don't lose your life, so spirit stones are still very important." Yes, taking advantage of the good sales these days, I will have to sell it for two more days, but after the game is over, I won’t be able to sell it anymore.”
Feng Wu thought about it, this spiritual stone could indeed buy a lot of good things.
"Then I will allow you to sell it for a few more days."
"Thank you Lord Fengwu for your magnanimity. Let's go and buy talismans now."
Other stores are sold out of talismans, but there are plenty of talismans.
After all, drawing talismans requires not only cultivation but also talisman inheritance. Even if you have these, you still need talent to draw them.
But talisman paper can be made as long as you follow the steps. Drawing first- and second-grade talisman paper on talisman paper can be done by ordinary people who don't know how to practice.
Yun Miao went into several stores and bought a total of 10,000 talisman papers at the usual price, which only cost 500 spirit stones.
When she draws a second-grade talisman, she can make money by selling it.
"Oh so cheap."
Yun Miao felt relaxed and returned to the inn happily. After closing the door and opening the door, she began to draw the talisman.
In order to rush for time, she couldn't help but speed up her movements, and each talisman appeared in her writing like a flowing cloud.
As long as he thought that this amount would be five hundred spirit stones, Yun Miao was full of motivation.
She has already passed the second round of the arena competition and does not need to play again. She only needs to wait for the third round to start one-on-one competition.
The first round took a month.
This second round will never be too short.
It’s not certain how many days you can still make money. I just hope these people don’t compete too fast.
This painting lasted until the next morning.
The arena competition is non-stop for 24 hours. There are only so many arenas. After one wave is played, it is the turn of the next wave.
Looking at the five hundred drawn talismans, Yun Miao noticed that he was feeling tired in his consciousness, and knew that he had reached his limit.
The movement of spiritual energy can still keep up, but the consciousness cannot.
Rest is a must.
"That's it for today, sell out first and then come back to rest."
Five hundred talismans were drawn in one day and one night. If word of this spread, it would definitely shock the entire Xuanling world.
It's a pity that Yun Miao didn't think he was very powerful. He also thought that he was too slow and his cultivation level was too low, and he could only draw five hundred pictures.
Without stopping, she took Feng Wu to the ring again.
"They are selling talismans. Don't miss them if you pass by. One more talisman will increase your chances of passing the ring. One less talisman and you will be the next one to fall off the ring."
Same recipe, but still works.
Monks who wanted to buy talismans rushed forward.
The disciples who were guarding near the arena saw Yun Miao coming and immediately sent a messenger talisman to Master Qinghong.
Master Qinghong left yesterday and asked the disciples guarding the ring to keep an eye on him and notify him as soon as he saw Yun Miao.
But during a cup of tea, Master Qinghong came from the sky after receiving the news.
But Yun Miao disappeared again.
When I asked, I found out that after a day of competition, yesterday there were indeed talismans. The one with more talismans alive would win, and the one without would be eliminated.
No, the ones who haven't competed yet saw that this talisman was indispensable, and they even guarded the ring, waiting for Yun Miao to appear.
So as soon as Yun Miao appeared, a lot of people bought a lot of them. Five hundred of them were sold out in the blink of an eye, and many of them were still unavailable.
The disciple guarding the ring did not dare to look at Master Qinghong's expression, and said bravely: "Master Qinghong, that woman's talisman sold out too fast, but I heard that she will come tomorrow, and I will help you keep it then."
"No need, I will personally guard it tomorrow." Master Qinghong gritted his teeth.
Yun Miao returned to the inn, closed the door, and counted her income during this period. She sold almost 5,000 talismans in total, and they were not as expensive as 500 talismans at the beginning.
After doing the calculation, Yun Miao was dumbfounded.
"It's only 2.2 million spiritual stones. I've been busy these days and I can buy a high-grade magic weapon from the Treasure Pavilion?"
If other foundation-building monks heard this, they would definitely be angry to death.
You can buy a top-grade magic weapon from the Treasure Pavilion after just a few days of work. It's almost laughable.
But Yun Miao was not satisfied.
One beauty pill can buy four high-grade magic weapons, and more than one can be refined in one furnace.
Even for the Hundred Flowers Pill, since the materials are not scarce, each pill can only be sold for 500,000 spirit stones, but she can refine six to eight pills in one furnace, which is much more cost-effective than selling talismans.
It's just that when I was selling talismans, I kept seeing the spiritual stones coming in, so I felt like I was making more money.
"I won't go tomorrow. I'll have a good sleep at night. I'll practice tomorrow and adjust my condition to face the third round of competition. Don't wait for the third round. If I lose to my opponent because my consciousness is exhausted, then I'll capsize in the gutter."
After adjusting his mentality, Yun Miao put down his crazy drive to earn spiritual stones in the past few days.
Close your eyes and take a nap first.
After waking up and starting to practice and adjust his condition, Feng Wu saw Yun Miao making progress, which naturally comforted his bird's heart.
Master Qinghong, who had been guarding the ring for a whole day, was furious and injured the disciple guarding the ring.
The disciple guarding the arena happened to be not a disciple of the Wanfu Immortal Sect, but a disciple of the Miaofa Immortal Sect.
Master Jindan, who was stationed in Baihua City and presided over the competition of Miaofa Xianmen, was naturally not happy and started to trouble Master Qinghong, leaving Master Qinghong no time to think about Yun Miao.
Naturally, Yun Miao didn't know about these things. She practiced diligently for a day and adjusted her condition. Sure enough, the second round of the competition was over.
Twenty-seven thousand and seventy-five candidates advanced to the third round.
"The third round has finally begun."
