Gou Becomes a Boss in the Fairy World

Lu Ji Talisman Shop.

"Hello fellow daoist, what do you need?"

As soon as Wang Chen stepped into the shop, the shopkeeper with a square face standing behind the counter immediately greeted him enthusiastically: "The shop has newly entered a batch of mid-to-high-grade qi-level talismans, would you like to take a look?"

Wang Chen looked around and asked, "Shopkeeper, do you collect magic symbols here?"

This talisman shop has a small facade, much worse than the shop he used to buy consumables for making talismans.

But small shops have their advantages.

Xiaoxiu like him who "practices the fourth level of qi" comes in, and he is still very polite.

And the shopkeeper is the most flexible in doing business.

"receive!"

The shopkeeper with a square face replied without hesitation: "As long as the quality is okay, the price is negotiable!"

"Um."

Wang Chen nodded, took out two stacks of talismans from the storage bag and placed them on the counter.

A stack of hundreds!

The shopkeeper with a square face was taken aback.

He saw that Wang Chen was ordinary, and his cultivation was also very ordinary, so he thought he was here to sell a few talismans for emergency.

The shopkeeper has seen many low-level monks like this.

It never occurred to me that Wang Chen got 200 talismans as soon as he made a move!

But anyone who is a shopkeeper has no poor eyesight.

Therefore, he estimated the number of talismans at a glance.

The shopkeeper with a square face was more polite: "Can I have a look at it?"

After getting Wang Chen's permission, the owner of the talisman store began to examine the two stacks of talismans carefully.

The more he watched, the more surprised he became.

These two stacks of Talismans are all Falling Fire Talismans, but there is an obvious difference in quality.

The meteor fire talisman on the left has vivid pen and ink, and its appearance is excellent.

What's rare is that hundreds of talismans are like this, as if they were printed.

Can hardly fault it!

Of course, the talismans must be drawn by the talisman teacher, and each stroke will be truly manifested, and there is no possibility of printing.

A talisman master with such skills is already qualified to be the guest of the Zifu family!

As for the hundred Firefall Talismans on the right, their quality is not as good.

But it is also qualified.

After checking all the two hundred talismans, the shopkeeper with a square face thought for a while, and said cautiously, "Fellow Daoist, I have ninety spirits out of this stack of falling fire talismans, and this stack of seventy spirits, what do you think?"

Falling fire talisman is one of the most commonly used magic talismans by monks, and the price of one is basically around the price of one spirit.

Very stable.

The purchase price of a talisman store is usually sixty or seventy pieces.

As for an ordinary talisman master, the cost of drawing a meteor fire talisman needs forty or fifty broken spirits.

The shopkeeper with a square face charged a high price for the two stacks of meteoric fire talismans with a single sheet of ninety broken spirits and seventy broken spirits, purely because the appearance of the talismans was good enough to make him profitable.

The price of this level of talismans is extremely transparent, and he dare not lower the price indiscriminately.

Otherwise, Wang Chen can change to another one.

"I want a hundred souls..."

Wang Chen said: "Add seventy spirit talisman papers and spirit ink."

Half of the two hundred talismans he took out were drawn when he was at the proficient level of talisman making.

The other half is Xiaocheng grade.

As for Dacheng-level works, Wang Chen intends to keep them for his own use first, and sell them later when he accumulates more.

Although Wang Chen asked for ten more spirits.

But because some of the spirit stones were covered with talisman paper and spirit ink, the shopkeeper with a square face agreed after thinking about it.

Both sides are happy.

The shopkeeper with a square face obviously intended to establish a good cooperative relationship with Wang Chen, or the talisman maker behind Wang Chen, and gave him a few extra pieces of talisman paper.

Then respectfully send Wang Chen out.

Wang Chen was also very satisfied.

From the beginning of the basic talisman making to the present, all the cost he spent on gaining experience is only more than a hundred spirit stones.

This one basically earned it back.

The key is that this skill has already been accomplished, and it doesn't take much time to break through to a master.

The cost of making talismans will decrease in the future.

If Wang Chen is willing.

He can make a lot of money by relying on talisman making.

But this is not Wang Chen's real pursuit after all.

...

When Wang Chen returned to his home.

Before he entered, he suddenly saw a carriage parked in front of Old Suntou's house.

Someone is moving things in and out!

what happened?

After thinking about it, Wang Chen decided to go and have a look.

I saw the door of Lao Suntou's house was open, and there were several people standing in the yard.

There are adults and children, and it seems quite lively.

But Wang Chen didn't know any of them!

"Who are you looking for?"

At this time, a middle-aged man found him, walked to the door and asked, "What's the matter?"

Wang Chen saluted and said, "I'm a neighbor who lives in the north. Is Uncle Sun there?"

He's only been away for two days.

Why does Old Suntou's house seem to have changed owners?

"You say old grandson."

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "He has already transferred the Lingtian and the house to me."

Wang Chen was surprised: "Then where did he go?"

"You are Wang Chen, right?"

The middle-aged man didn't answer his question directly, but took out a letter: "This is what the old grandson asked me to pass on to you, saying that you will understand after reading it."

"Thanks."

Wang Chen took the sealed letter and returned to his home full of doubts.

He forgot to ask the names of the new neighbors.

Sitting in the room, Wang Chen opened the old grandson's letter.

The old grandson told him in the letter that he had quit the Yunyang faction with his wife and stepson, and took the airship of the Four Seas Chamber of Commerce to the ordinary world, and would never come back again.

Go back to the vulgar!

Wang Chen never expected that the old grandson would make such a choice.

Run away to the mortal world!

Usually only mortals sharpen their heads and want to come to the world of cultivating immortals, and very few monks go to settle in the world of mortals.

Because the mortal world without aura is undoubtedly a desperate and evil place for monks!

If there is a large amount of spiritual food and pills to support it, then the situation will be better, at least he can maintain his cultivation.

But also have to be careful with spells, so as not to consume too much.

But without these cultivation resources, the realm of monks will soon drop.

In the end, he became a mortal.

Life expectancy is also greatly reduced.

And the old grandson is not young anymore!

But in the letter, the old grandson also gave a detailed explanation.

He felt that the Yunyang faction was becoming more and more harsh on the monks of the outer sect, and the burden of a low-level Lingzhi husband like himself was getting bigger and bigger. He could no longer bear such oppression, and leaving was an inevitable choice.

In addition, his stepson is incomplete in five elements, so he has no possibility of cultivating immortality.

This is also one of the reasons that prompted the old grandson to leave.

But what really made him make up his mind was something else.

Something related to Wang Chen!

The old grandson also expressed his gratitude and guilt to Wang Chen in the letter, saying that there is nothing to repay in this life, and he can only repay it in the next life.

He also reminded Wang Chen that knowing people and faces doesn't know the heart!

It can be seen that the old Ling Zhifu was quite excited when he wrote the letter, and his handwriting was quite scribbled.

After reading the letter, Wang Chen was silent for a long time.

Then he folded his palms together to activate his mana, instantly burning the letter to ashes! ——

The second one is delivered.