The ancestor of talismans

Seeing that he had attracted the attention of Huo Qilin, Xu Changshou smiled and said, "Uncle Huo Yuan, the flying sword talisman I drew is a second-grade spiritual talisman, which requires thousand-year spiritual wood to make paper. I don't have thousand-year spiritual wood for the time being, so I want to..."

"Humph!"

Huo Qilin snorted coldly, his face full of displeasure.

It seemed to mean that finding thousand-year spiritual wood is your business and has nothing to do with me.

Xu Changshou said patiently, "Uncle Huo Yuan, listen to me, I'm not asking you to find thousand-year spiritual wood. I know someone who definitely has thousand-year spiritual wood."

Huo Qilin rolled his eyes, as if to say, you know who has found him, why are you looking for me?

As a Xuan-level demon, Huo Qilin has long refined his larynx and can speak human language.

But he rarely speaks human language. Perhaps, as the pride of the Qilin clan, he feels that speaking human language will lose points.

So, even if he can speak human language, he never speaks it.

"Uncle Huo Yuan, this is what happened. I am a nobody and that senior brother doesn't give me face at all. If you bother to make a trip, I promise that he will definitely sell us the thousand-year-old spiritual wood." Xu Changshou said helplessly.

Huo Yuan curled his lips, still full of disdain. Yes, of course he didn't want to go.

Xu Changshou continued: "Uncle Huo Yuan, that senior brother probably has a lot of thousand-year-old spiritual wood. If we buy them all from him, it will probably be enough for several years of tasks. You only need to make this trip. I will never disturb you in the next few years. You should sleep."

"Well!"

Huo Qilin hesitated for a moment and finally nodded slightly.

Then he jumped onto the shore, came to Xu Changshou's side, and motioned Xu Changshou to lead the way.

"That senior brother is at Chihuo Peak!" Xu Changshou said this, and then sacrificed his flying sword.

Huo Qilin took off into the air and flew towards Chihuo Peak.

Perhaps to take care of Xu Changshou, Huo Qilin's speed was not fast, just maintaining a speed of 3,000 miles a day.

At this speed, Xu Changshou could easily catch up.

Looking at the thick back of the Fire Kirin, Xu Changshou had wild thoughts in his mind. If he could ride the Fire Kirin for a stroll, how cool would it be!

"Humph!"

As if he had seen through Xu Changshou's thoughts, Hu Qilin suddenly turned his head and gave Xu Changshou a killing look.

Xu Changshou broke out in a cold sweat, and felt that a terrifying killing intent was almost swallowing him.

Xu Changshou was shocked and quickly put away his wild thoughts.

This is a golden elixir, how can it be blasphemed casually.

"Oh my God, look, it's Uncle Huo Yuan."

"Oh my God, Master Huo Yuan, it's Master Huo Yuan."

"I'm so excited to see Master Huo Yuan!"

"Who is that, why is he following Master Huo Yuan?"

On the way, many people recognized the Fire Kirin. As the guardian beast of the Green Immortal Sect, the Fire Kirin is naturally a well-known existence.

After a moment.

A man and a demon came to the door of Bai Tongyuan's dojo.

"Is Senior Brother Bai here?" Xu Changshou asked loudly.

"Who is it?"

Bai Tongyuan's voice rang out in the yard.

"I... Xu Changshou."

"No one is home, I'm not here!"

Bai Tongyuan's impatient voice came from the yard.

Ever since Xu Changshou knew that Bai Tongyuan had a thousand-year-old spiritual wood, he came to him every now and then, and tried to persuade him.

Bai Tongyuan was so annoyed that now that he came, Bai Tongyuan would not open the door at all.

"Uncle Huo Yuan, what should I do if Senior Brother Bai doesn't open the door?"

Huh!

As soon as Xu Changshou finished speaking, a column of fire spewed out from the mouth of Huo Qilin.

The blazing flames ignited, and the flames licked Bai Tongyuan's door angrily. In an instant, Bai Tongyuan's door was burned clean, and the protective formation was also burned.

"Uh..."

Xu Changshou's face was black.

It is said that Master Huo Yuan has a bad temper. It seems to be true. He burned down the door of someone else's house after a disagreement. He is a hot-tempered person.

"Xu Changshou, you kid——"

Bai Tongyuan ran out in a rage. When his eyes fell on Huo Qilin who was still spitting fire, he was dumbfounded.

"Oh, Master Huo Yuan, why are you here? Junior greets Master Huo Yuan."

Bai Tongyuan panicked and bowed to Huo Qilin repeatedly.

"Bai Tongyuan, you are so brave. Master Huo Yuan is here, but you closed the door and didn't see him. You want to rebel."

Xu Changshou shouted at the top of his voice, interpreting the four words "fox borrowing the power of the tiger" vividly.

"I dare not, Master Huo Yuan, forgive me. I didn't know you were here. Otherwise, I wouldn't dare to do it even if I had a hundred courage!" Bai Tongyuan smiled bitterly and bowed repeatedly.

Huo Qilin then put away the flames, but was indifferent to Bai Tongyuan.

"Hmph, Master Huo Yuan, this guy is too rude, we can't let him go." Xu Changshou added fuel to the fire and winked.

Bai Tongyuan almost cried when he heard this: Brother Xu, please, shut up.

"Master Huo Yuan, I don't know if you are here..."

Bai Tongyuan had just said half of his words when Huo Qilin strode into his dojo. Bai Tongyuan was so nervous that he was afraid that this grandfather would burn something again, so he hurriedly followed him.

Xu Changshou also followed him into the yard.

After entering Bai Tongyuan's yard, Huo Qilin did not do anything, but lay on the ground lazily and yawned.

Bai Tongyuan walked over carefully and bowed, saying: "Master Huo Yuan, I don't know if you are here, what are you doing?"

Huo Qilin didn't even look at him, stretched out a claw, and pointed at Xu Changshou who was following behind.

Bai Tongyuan understood immediately, and then he looked at Xu Changshou, gritting his teeth and said: "Junior Brother Xu, what do you want to do, tell me."

Bai Tongyuan was very angry, but more confused, he didn't understand why Xu Changshou could invite Huo Qilin.

Xu Changshou said straight to the point: "Brother Bai, let's not beat around the bush, I came to you today just to buy your thousand-year-old spiritual wood."

Bai Tongyuan's face was bitter, and he said: "Junior Brother Xu, haven't I told you many times that I really don't have a thousand-year-old spiritual wood."

Pah!

As soon as Bai Tongyuan finished speaking, Huo Qilin's thick tail hit the floor, and the huge bluestone slab was broken into pieces.

Bai Tongyuan's mouth twitched, and he quickly changed his words: "Yes, I have a thousand-year-old spiritual wood."

Xu Changshou's mouth curved: "Brother Bai, you finally have a thousand-year-old spiritual wood."

Bai Tongyuan felt extremely aggrieved. Damn it, you invited Uncle Huo Yuan to come, how dare I not have it?

Bai Tongyuan flipped his hand and took out a yellow wooden board, which weighed more than ten kilograms.

"Junior Brother Xu, this is a thousand-year-old locust tree, which is more than enough to refine a flying sword. I'll sell it to you."

Bai Tongyuan felt extremely distressed when he said this.

You know, if he just sacrificed and refined this thousand-year-old spiritual wood, and added some other Qi-refining materials, he could refine a flying sword.

A flying sword costs at least one thousand spiritual stones.

If you simply sell wood, ordinary thousand-year-old spiritual wood has a market price of fifty spiritual stones per kilogram, and can only be sold for five hundred spiritual stones.

Thousand-year-old spiritual wood is money in the hands of a weapon refiner. This is the fundamental reason why Bai Tongyuan was unwilling to sell the thousand-year-old spiritual wood to Xu Changshou.