The ancestor of talismans

Xu Changshou took the thousand-year-old locust wood in his hand and weighed it, curling his lips and saying: "Brother Bai, are you kidding? Uncle Huo Yuan is here, is his face worth this much?"

Bai Tongyuan was so angry that his teeth itched: "Boy, how much do you want?"

Xu Changshou thought for a while and said: "Not much, give me 500 kilograms first."

What, give me 500 kilograms first?

Bai Tongyuan's eyes almost popped out when he heard this. You think this is a stone, and you give me 500 kilograms first.

"Brother Xu, don't go too far. I only have 100 kilograms, and I'll give it all to you."

Bai Tongyuan looked unwilling, and then he took out a few pieces of wood, which together weighed about 100 kilograms.

"Brother Bai, 100 kilograms is not enough for me, give me some more." Xu Changshou grinned.

Bai Tongyuan turned his head to look at the bored Fire Kirin, then turned his head and said to Xu Changshou, "Don't take advantage of the fire, kid. It's only 100 kilograms. Take it or leave it. If you don't want it, forget it."

Hu——

As soon as the words fell, a column of fire spurted out of the Fire Kirin's mouth and hit a huge marble fish tank.

The temperature of this column of fire was thousands of degrees. The water in the fish tank and bathtub was directly vaporized, and several lively big koi were also vaporized instantly.

Bai Tongyuan was so distressed. He had raised these koi for decades. One of them had already developed intelligence and showed signs of turning into a demon, but it was burned to death.

Xu Changshou said inappropriately: "Brother Bai, Uncle Huo Yuan is angry. I advise you to take out all the thousand-year-old spiritual woods you have, otherwise, your temple, tut tut tut!"

Bai Tongyuan almost bit his teeth and said: "Brother Xu, please leave a way out for us so that we can meet again in the future."

Xu Changshou ignored him and continued: "Brother Bai, we ask you for some thousand-year-old spiritual woods, not your life. Besides, we spend money, not for nothing. How many thousand-year-old spiritual woods do you have? Take them out quickly. I heard that Uncle Huo Yuan has a bad temper."

"You——"

Bai Tongyuan was furious, but he had no choice but to compromise.

"Okay, I admit defeat, Brother Xu, here are all my thousand-year-old spiritual woods, all for you!"

As he spoke, Bai Tongyuan took out several more thousand-year-old spiritual woods, which weighed about 100 kilograms.

"Is that all?" Xu Changshou was a little dissatisfied.

Bai Tongyuan was about to explode, and said aggrievedly: "That's all."

"Swear."

"I... I'm unlucky!"

Bai Tongyuan gritted his teeth and took out another round wooden stake. Xu Changshou weighed it and found it was a full 100 jin.

Adding the scattered thousand-year-old spiritual wood in front, it was almost 300 jin.

One jin of thousand-year-old spiritual wood can produce ten pieces of talisman paper, and 300 jin is 3,000 pieces of talisman paper, enough for him to complete the five-year task.

"Uncle Huo Yuan, it's done, take the money." Xu Changshou made a gesture to Huo Qilin to ask for money.

One jin of thousand-year-old spiritual wood is 50 spirit stones, and 300 jin is 15,000 spirit stones. He didn't have so many spirit stones on him.

The ancestor said that the money for buying thousand-year-old spiritual wood should be reimbursed by Uncle Huo Yuan. Since Huo Qilin is here, just let him pay.

Huo Qilin hummed and walked over reluctantly.

He patted the storage bag with his huge claws and took out a scale from it.

Although the scale was big, it looked small in his big claws.

He looked funny holding the scale, a bit like a 300-jin strong man playing with children's toys.

Next, in the stunned eyes of Xu Changshou and Bai Tongyuan, Huo Qilin took the scale and weighed all the thousand-year-old spiritual woods.

The result was a total of 308 kilograms.

Then, in the shock of Xu Changshou and Bai Tongyuan, Huo Qilin took out an abacus and fiddled with it with his huge claws.

After counting for a while, Huo Qilin patted the storage bag, took out a small storage bag from his storage bag, and handed it to Xu Changshou.

Xu Changshou took a look and counted with his spiritual sense. It was no more, no less, 15,400 spiritual stones.

Xu Changshou never expected that a demon could weigh and count, and the calculation was not bad at all.

After Xu Changshou finished reading, he handed the storage bag to Bai Tongyuan.

"Brother Bai, there are a total of 15,400 spiritual stones, please count them."

"Humph!"

Bai Tongyuan snorted coldly, but still took a serious look at the storage bag. After confirming the number of spiritual stones, his face looked better.

In his opinion, if these thousand-year-old spiritual woods were refined into flying swords, he could earn more, and this time he lost a lot.

At this time, Huo Qilin came over, stretched out his huge claws, and patted Bai Tongyuan's shoulder in appreciation, as if to say, you are very sensible.

Bai Tongyuan grimaced in pain, but did not dare to show it, and smiled apologetically.

"Brother Bai, see you later, I will come again in the future."

"You..."

Bai Tongyuan glared at him fiercely, with an expression that said I don't want to pay attention to you.

"Let's go!"

Xu Changshou waved his sleeves, put all the spiritual woods into the storage bag, then sacrificed the flying sword and followed Huo Qilin out.

Watching them leave, Bai Tongyuan was so angry that he felt uncomfortable all over.

"How did Xu Changshou get close to Master Huo Yuan? Damn it, my thousand-year-old spiritual wood, no, I have to go and see."

...

After leaving Bai Tongyuan's dojo, Xu Changshou couldn't help but secretly sigh that Bai Tongyuan was rich.

You know, Bai Tongyuan had countless flying swords, magic tools, and robes in his hands. Just taking out some thousand-year-old spiritual wood would be worth more than ten thousand.

He is also the master of a peak, and compared with Bai Tongyuan, he is simply poor and destitute.

Of course, he is a weapon refiner, so there is no point in envy.

After returning, Huo Qilin plunged into the magma lake, while Xu Changshou activated the courtyard protection formation and prepared to make spiritual paper.

It is a huge project to crush 300 kilograms of thousand-year-old spiritual wood, make it into spiritual paper, and then draw it into spiritual talismans. It is definitely not a one-day job.

On the other side, Bai Tongyuan followed all the way, and when he saw Huo Qilin bathing in the magma lake, he was stunned.

"My God, how did Master Huo Yuan open a dojo in Green Ink Peak? Xu Changshou is a bit tricky. It seems that I have to be polite to that kid in the future."

Bai Tongyuan showed a thoughtful look and quietly retreated.

Huo Qilin certainly noticed Bai Tongyuan's arrival, but he was too lazy to pay attention.

It took Xu Changshou half a month to get all the talisman papers out, a total of 3,080 sheets.

Just as he was about to draw the talisman, Huang Tianlang's voice rang out from outside:

"Changshou, nephew, are you there?"

"Yes, Uncle Huang, please come in!"

Xu Changshou removed the formation, opened the gate, and Huang Tianlang walked in.

"Disciple Xu Changshou, hello to Uncle Huang."

Xu Changshou bowed, Huang Tianlang took a few quick steps, grabbed Xu Changshou, and said enthusiastically:

"Changshou, nephew, don't be so polite!"