The ancestor of talismans

Xu Changshou summoned the flying gourd. After the three jumped on it, Xu Changshou controlled the flying gourd and swayed towards the mountain gate.

Looking at the ghost-head knife in Xu Changshou's hand, Zhang Zhengyuan said with envy: "Junior Brother Xu, where did you get this fake magic weapon?"

"Uh..."

Xu Changshou was stunned for a moment, then said: "This is a small-scale product. I bought it in Wanxian Market. It is cheaper than ordinary fake magic weapons."

Nie Lingshuang was also envious and said: "I'm afraid that small-scale products will not be too cheap. This fake magic weapon is made by the people of Wanchui Sect. It is definitely not affordable without 70 or 80 spirit stones. We can't afford it. Junior Brother Xu is still capable."

In fact, for disciples in the Qi Refining Realm, 70 or 80 spirit stones can be earned in three to five years.

However, their daily consumption is relatively large, and the spirit stones they earn are not enough to cover their expenses.

Unless they wait until their cultivation reaches the peak of Qi Refining and their cultivation does not consume much, they will start to accumulate spirit stones.

But people at this time will consider the issue of retirement or accumulating wealth for the next generation, and they will not be willing to buy fake magic tools even if they have money.

There are also some people who are completely rotten. They don't care about retirement or the next generation, but only eat, drink and have fun. Such people spend their spiritual stones on gambling houses and brothels. They can't save money at all, let alone buy fake magic tools.

Nie Lingshuang and Zhang Zhengyuan have just broken through the twelfth level of Qi Refining. They are just starting to save money, so naturally they can't afford fake magic tools.

"It's so expensive, we can't afford it!"

Zhang Zhengyuan smiled bitterly, then looked at the ghost-head knife: "Xu Junior Brother, can I touch your fake magic tool? I haven't touched it yet."

"Of course!"

Xu Changshou smiled chicly and handed the ghost-head knife to Zhang Zhengyuan.

Zhang Zhengyuan took it in his hand and gently input some spiritual energy. A layer of green spiritual energy suddenly lingered on the blade of the ghost-head knife.

"Huh? It's actually of wood attribute, which matches my attribute."

Zhang Zhengyuan was surprised and couldn't let go of the ghost-head knife.

Xu Changshou knew that Zhang Zhengyuan's attribute was of wood attribute. The breathing method that Zhang Zhengyuan passed on to him was the wood-attributed "Changchun Gong".

It was just unexpected that this ghost-head knife was also of wood attribute.

Xu Changshou saw that Zhang Zhengyuan liked this ghost-head knife so much, and he suddenly said: "Brother Zhang, since you like this thing, I will give it to you."

"No, no, never!"

Zhang Zhengyuan waved his hands repeatedly: "This fake magic weapon is too precious, I can't take it."

Xu Changshou patted the storage bag, took out the Wuxia Sword with his backhand, and said: "This is my fake magic weapon. This ghost-head knife was just bought because I was excited."

"This!"

Zhang Zhengyuan was stunned. He never thought that Xu Changshou actually had a fake magic weapon.

He knew that Xu Changshou had ten kinds of mixed spiritual roots, and it was obvious that the Wuxia Sword was even more so.

"Junior Brother Xu, you..."

Nie Lingshuang was stunned, and then she realized that she had completely underestimated Xu Changshou's financial resources.

He bought a fake magic weapon because he was excited to see the prey, and he gave it to someone just to give it away.

Is there such a thing? You treat fake magic weapons as cabbage?

Xu Changshou smiled and said, "Brother Zhang, it was you who brought Xu into the world of immortal cultivation. If it weren't for you, I would still be herding cattle in the village. I can't repay you for your kindness. This fake magic weapon is destined to be with you, so I'll give it to you. Don't refuse."

Xu Changshou is not a fool, of course he won't give fake magic weapons to others casually.

But Zhang Zhengyuan is different. He has a favor to him. If it weren't for Zhang Zhengyuan, he couldn't even enter the door of the world of immortal cultivation.

No matter what Zhang Zhengyuan thinks, in Xu Changshou's heart, he has always owed Zhang Zhengyuan a favor.

As a cultivator, if you don't repay a favor, you won't be able to think clearly, and it will become a stumbling block on the road of cultivation in the future.

Moreover, the higher Xu Changshou's cultivation level, the greater the entanglement. Instead of doing this, it is better to repay this favor early and seek peace of mind.

"In this case, I will accept it with pleasure."

Zhang Zhengyuan grinned and excitedly put away the fake magic weapon. Hehe, I also have a fake magic weapon. Let's see who dares to bully me in the future.

"Congratulations, congratulations to Junior Brother Zhang for getting the treasure." Nie Lingshuang bowed with envy. She and Zhang Zhengyuan had fought magic, and the latter was not her opponent, but now Zhang Zhengyuan has a fake magic weapon, and his strength will definitely surpass her.

"No, no, no, I should call you Senior Brother Zhang."

"You're welcome, Junior Sister Nie is polite." Zhang Zhengyuan felt very happy.

...

The huge gourd fluttered and swayed, bringing the three people to the Deacon Peak.

When they arrived at the Deacon Peak, the three went straight to the counter where Liu Chuansheng was.

"Senior Brother Liu, let's hand in the task."

Liu Chuansheng glanced at the few people and nodded slightly: "One is missing."

Nie Lingshuang clasped his fists and said: "Junior Brother Liu has something to do temporarily, so let us hand in the task first. When he is done, he will hand in the task himself."

"That won't work. This is a team task." Liu Chuansheng frowned.

In fact, Nie Lingshuang took the team task. The tasks of Xu Changshou and others were all tied to Nie Lingshuang. It didn't need everyone to come. Nie Lingshuang alone would be enough.

Looking at Liu Chuansheng's situation, it was obvious that he was making things difficult for them.

"Senior Brother Liu, this is a little gift, please accept it!"

Xu Changshou stepped forward and quietly handed Liu Chuansheng three pieces of broken spirit stones. Liu Chuansheng took them with a smile, and then said with satisfaction: "In this case, the settlement tasks for the three of you are the same."

"Thank you, Senior Brother Liu." Xu Changshou smiled and clasped his fists.

"Where is the five-colored spirit deer? Did you catch it?" Liu Chuansheng asked.

"We caught three of them."

"What, three? So many!"

Liu Chuansheng was a little surprised. Their mission was completed in less than a month, which was much faster than before.

Nie Lingshuang clasped her fists and said, "It's just luck, luck."

"Yeah!"

Liu Chuansheng threw out a soul storage bag and said, "Put the five-colored soul deer in this soul storage bag. I'll take care of it later."

Xu Changshou took the soul storage bag, took out the three five-colored soul deer, and put them in the soul storage bag.

"By the way, Senior Brother Liu, where should these five-colored soul deer be sent to?" Xu Changshou asked casually.

Liu Chuansheng: "Slaughterhouse."

"Slaughterhouse?"

Xu Changshou was stunned. He knew the slaughterhouse, which was at Chuxiu Peak.

But the problem was, this was wrong. Shouldn't the five-colored soul deer be sent to Taiyi Peak to water the blood cherry blossoms? Could it be wrong?

If the people in the slaughterhouse want the five-colored spiritual deer, then something is wrong. If they want the five-colored spiritual deer, they must kill it for meat.

But the problem comes again.

If it is just for meat, there is no reason to spend so much money on the mission.

Xu Changshou: "Brother Liu, I heard that it seems that the people of Taiyi Peak want it. Why send it to the slaughterhouse?"

Liu Chuansheng yawned and said casually: "All spiritual beasts, whether dead or alive, will be sent to the slaughterhouse first, and then the people in the slaughterhouse will handle and distribute them."

Got it.

Xu Changshou breathed a sigh of relief: "Brother Liu, I just happen to have nothing to do, how about it? I can help you send the five-colored spiritual deer to the slaughterhouse."