Zhao Yisu shook off what Manager Qian had said without changing his expression: "We act according to our conscience and our transactions are fair. Tell me, how much do you plan to pay for this batch of third-grade talisman paper from me?"
Manager Qian didn't feel unjust at all: "All the resources you used to draw the talismans were provided by Fuxishan for free. This talisman paper should belong to Fuxishan, so how can you buy it?"
Zhao Yisu: "Hey, the materials cost money, but the labor cost is free? You go out with these materials, and if a second person can draw the same talisman paper within a year, I, Zhao Yisu, will pay double the compensation!"
Manager Qian only regretted that he gave the letter of understanding too quickly and failed to guard against Zhao Yisu's move. Anger appeared on his face, but it eventually turned into a smile: "It was you who broke the stone bricks of my Wansong Building first. I am willing to pay the debt with work. I, Wan Songlou, see that your finished talisman painting is good, and I am willing to pay you the wages. So tell me, how many spiritual stones do you want?"
Zhao Yisu made the calculation in front of him: "A third-grade talisman paper on Kaiyuan Street costs two medium-grade spiritual stones. If you need it urgently and in large quantities, you will need to pay extra. I have a total of more than 7,600 talismans here. A third-grade talisman is calculated as six middle-grade spiritual stones per talisman. If you erase the fraction, just give me 45,000 middle-grade spiritual stones."
The few handyman disciples watching the show all widened their eyes, surprised that Zhao Yisu opened his mouth!
Forty-five thousand middle-grade spiritual stones are enough to buy a big city in the mortal world!
Manager Qian even laughed out loud: "Three times the market price... Zhao Yisu, why don't you go and grab it?"
Zhao Yisu glared at him and thought, isn't my youth valuable? If it weren't for the masters in Fuxi Mountain, how would you know that I wouldn't dare to rob it?
"I told you to inspect the goods, but you didn't take it seriously at all. Are you still the shopkeeper of Wansonglou?" Zhao Yisu took out a few third-grade talisman papers from his storage bag and asked, "Who among you is the second-grade talisman?" Good quality and cultivation?"
The handyman disciples looked at each other for a moment, and two of them stepped forward.
"Congratulations to my disciple, he is at the second level and third level."
"Disciple Gu Xinzhu, second grade and first grade cultivation level."
Zhao Yisu nodded and gave each of them a third-grade talisman: "Try it."
He Yun hesitated and said: "Second-grade disciples do not have enough control over spiritual energy. Trying the third-grade talisman paper will not produce any effect. I am afraid it will be wasted..."
Zhao Yisu waved his hand impatiently: "Just do as you are told. There is no extra charge for these."
Gu Xinzhu had never seen third-grade talisman paper before and was full of curiosity. While Congratulations was hesitating, he had already taken the lead and stood in front, imitating Manager Qian's method just now. His spiritual energy was coated on the talisman paper, and he shouted in a low voice: "Go!"
The talisman flew away in response, blowing up an entire rock in an instant!
Seeing this scene, He Yun's heart beat wildly, and his hand that picked up the talisman trembled slightly.
He didn't care to refuse and raised his hand to light up his talisman: "Go!"
"boom--!"
There was another explosion!
Although the effect of the two people's trial is not as good as that of Qian Zhangshi, they can still exert 80% of the effect of this talisman paper!
This is equivalent to the fact that a second-grade disciple can also use a third-grade talisman, and with only a little spiritual energy, he can achieve 100% of the effects of ordinary third-grade talisman paper on the market!
Is this possible?
Everyone was stunned and in shock.
The smile on Manager Qian's face completely froze. He knew better than anyone what the current scene represented - the continent's spiritual energy was weak at the moment, and many disciples were trapped in the second level, unable to become an effective combat force.
If the third-grade talisman papers drawn by Zhao Yisu are distributed in large quantities to second-grade monks for use, it means that Fuxi Mountain already has a team of second-grade monks whose combat effectiveness is comparable to that of third-grade monks!
This is a major event that can completely overturn the pattern of cultivating immortals in the mainland!
"Zhao Yisu!" Manager Qian called her: "You..."
He had mixed feelings at the moment and didn't know what to say.
If Zhao Yisu's talent was known to outsiders, he would definitely be guilty of it and cause an uproar in the world of immortality!
Even if the head of Fuxi Mountain finds out, he will do everything possible to force Zhao Yisu to study the talisman. Fuxi Mountain's countless resources can be used by Zhao Yisu, but Zhao Yisu will completely lose his freedom. After all, in the face of the lives of thousands of monks, she What is a person’s future?
Zhao Yisu saw that he was frozen on the spot and did not express his position, so he urged: "Mr. Qian, just decide whether to give this spiritual stone or not. If you don't want to buy it, I won't worry about selling it outside. I can even offer ten times more." I’m willing to sell it for three times the price, which is already considered as giving the teacher face.”
Manager Qian lowered his voice: "I will report such a large expenditure directly to the manager. What will you do then? Have you considered the impact of this matter?"
Zhao Yisu looked at Manager Qian and said, "I didn't see that you still have some conscience."
Manager Qian snorted coldly, and the tense atmosphere just now disappeared in her teasing.
Zhao Yisu: "Don't worry, I have a way to protect myself."
Seeing what she said, Manager Qian finally shouted: "Follow me and I'll give you the money."
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"when--"
On the top of Fuxi Mountain, the bells ring for a long time.
The altar was filled with fireworks and spiritual energy was surging.
Duanyang stood in the middle, followed by Chengde Zhenren and other elders, kneeling down to worship heaven.
No trace of the injuries he sustained on the Tibetan Treasure Tower could be seen from the outside. At this moment, he was standing in front of the altar wearing a green robe, attracting everyone's attention.
Behind him, the ancient long sword exuded a mysterious aura. This was the sword he got after climbing the tower. It was called Fu Zhan and had a ninth grade.
At this time, the Buzan Sword was lying quietly on his back, and there seemed to be no sharp edge or sword intent.
But Chun Xia, who is naturally sensitive to magical weapons, can clearly feel the sword spirit hidden in the sword.
Master Suiying used the spiritual sea to temper his sword for thousands of years before he cultivated the prototype of the sword spirit and achieved the integration of human and sword. However, Duanyang ascended the tower this time and directly obtained the ninth-grade magic weapon Buzhan Sword.
A ninth-grade magic weapon comes with its own sword spirit. When the sword spirit recognizes its owner, it can communicate with its owner...
Thinking of this, Chun Xia couldn't help but feel envious.
She has just been promoted to the third level and has stabilized her realm. She has not yet had the chance to climb the tower to get the treasure. I originally thought that the fourth-grade magic weapon given by the master was pretty good, but only after seeing Duanyang's sword did I know what a peerless magic weapon was.
Beside her, Wang Polu's eyes also fell directly on the sword.
He murmured: "I also want to go to the ninetieth floor."
Chunxia sneered: "Just you?"
Wang Polu: "Hmph, come into the tower with me, but don't ask me to help you then."
Chunxia rolled her eyes: "You think I'm as worthless as you, crying at the door of Wansong Tower."
Wang Polu: "Who is crying? Who..."
"Silence."
I don't know which master's spiritual energy was swept away, and both of them shut up.
Jiang Yunchen stood in the team of third-grade disciples and had no interest in the heaven-sacrifice ceremony. He just glanced around and didn't see Zhao Yisu, so he closed his eyes and concentrated.
As for Duanyang's sword, it was indeed a divine treasure, but he didn't care about it either.
The process of offering sacrifices to heaven was about to end when a person hurriedly walked in from outside the hall.
Manager Qian stood still among the ranks of the ministers.
Director Li of the Zongfa Pavilion glanced at him: "Old Qian, you are too late."
Manager Qian showed a rare solemn expression: "Senior Brother Li, don't leave after the ceremony. I have something to report to the manager. Please listen."
Manager Li: "What's going on?"
Manager Qian replied: "About disciple Zhao Yisu... we will discuss the details after the ceremony."
Manager Li nodded and didn't ask any more questions.
He knew that Lao Qian was a stable person and would not speak like this unless it was an important matter.
The two communicated in secret, but they didn't know that not far away from them, Jiang Yunchen's ears moved and he heard all these words of conversation.
Zhao Yisu...what trouble did he get into again?
