"The Fang family is worthy of being a great cultivator. Among them, the elite disciples are able to expose the practice experience of talismans, which is also amazing."

The illusion Dzi bead is a companion of Fangcheng. At the cost of his cultivation, it forms a blank illusion, records people and things in reality, and forms an illusion.

Just like when I was playing a game in my previous life, I could burst out all kinds of things by entering it and killing others.

However, the explosion rate is extremely low. Fang Cheng went in the illusion that he formed more than ten times, and the people he killed were more than 400, but he only obtained the cultivation experience of three magical magics at the level of small-level magic, and a low-grade magic weapon of a dagger.

Unexpectedly, after forming this illusion today, I spent the first copy and killed just one person, and revealed the experience of the Iron Armor Talisman's cultivation.

After using the iron armor talisman, it can form a layer of protection as hard as steel on the surface of the body, and is very popular among the first and second levels of Qi-refining monks.

A piece of iron armor talisman can sell ten Hundred Grass Pills on the market.

"Buy some materials for talisman refining, try it a few more times, and turn all these experiences into your own. This is also an extra way to make money. In the future, you don't have to ask for money from your family, and you may even send it back. At present, the old demon in the Voodoo Forest has transformed into a successful transformation, unifying the entire Voodoo Forest, causing a large reduction in the flow of people in the Poison Forest City. All merchants can't make much money. Even my family has been losing money. If you can save a little, it's a little..."

Fang Cheng pressed his eyebrows with two fingers, and his brain slowly absorbed the new knowledge that came from nowhere. In a trance, he saw himself holding a talisman pen, writing and drawing on the talisman paper again and again. Some succeeded in becoming iron armored talismans, while others failed and turned into ashes.

After several months of hard practice, the knowledge and experience that he gained was instantly transformed into his own after consuming countless cinnabar, beast blood, and talisman paper.

Although I have never drawn talismans, with these experiences, Fang Cheng was confident that he would familiarize himself with the way the true qi flowed within one day and draw a talisman that could be used.

Looking at the sky outside the window, I got up and left the room just after noon, and headed towards Fangjiafang Market.

A wide road is like the rich and poor wall in Rio de Janeiro, dividing the entire market into two sides.

To the east are pavilions, towers, carved dragons and painted buildings, and the shops here are all regular merchants.

To the west is a huge square, with street stalls everywhere, with no rules and looking chaotic.

Fang Cheng came here, glanced at the west side, shook his head and walked into the east side.

Although he had only been to the main meridian for a few days, he had heard of the street stall transactions, which had many dirty things. The Fang family promised that they would never use force in this market, but they did not guarantee that the transactions were all real.

There may be good things in those many street stalls, but most of them are fakes. If you have shallow knowledge, how can you tell the difference between good and bad?

Without a pair of golden eyes, I really dare not go to that place.

I randomly found a medicinal material shop, greeted a guy, and said, "I want to buy some medicinal materials, remember, three liang of poria cocos, four scorpions of legs..."

The guy looked young, but had actually worked in this medicine shop for several years and had developed a skill of using one mind and two minds. While listening to Fang Chengnian, he reached out to grab medicine in the medicine cabinet behind him.

Without having to weigh it, you will know that the weight he grabbed is generally the same as what Fang Cheng asked for.

Just as I grabbed it, the guy's face became weird.

If nothing wrong, the only thing that can be obtained with these medicinal materials in the end is - highly poisonous!

But he didn't say anything after all, and he obediently matched all the medicinal herbs.

"Chenghui, Seventy-seven Hundred Herbs Pills."

Fang Cheng was stunned: "Why is it so expensive?"

"It's not expensive, these medicinal materials have always been at this price."

Fang Cheng looked strange, but he quickly figured it out.

Prices change with the changes in location. In the past, I was in Poisonous Forest City, where various poisons were produced, so the price was naturally cheap. And here is thousands of miles away from Poisonous Forest City and the Immortal City, and the prices are not comparable to Poisonous Forest City.

After looking at the eighty-two hundred herbs in his storage bag, Fang Cheng couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"I originally planned to buy a talisman pen, but now it seems that such a little money is enough to buy some materials."

Once he paid for the medicinal herbs, only five hundred herbs were left in his pocket. Fang Cheng carried the medicinal herbs and turned around and walked into the talisman shop next door.

"What do you want to order by sir? A new batch of flame talismans are added to our store, which is powerful..."

Fang Cheng waved his hand and said, "No need to introduce it, I'll take a look."

Flame Talisman, priced at five hundred herbs.

Ice cone talisman, priced at four hundred herbs.

Iron armor talisman, priced at twelve hundred herbs.

...

Walking all the way to the raw materials area, Fang Cheng looked at the price, which was so cheap that it was more than five or six times cheaper than Dulincheng. He knew in his heart that it was caused by regional factors, so he spent three hundred herbs and bought 100 yellow paper talismans, one pound of cinnabar, and two pounds of beast blood with slight spiritual energy.

Seeing this, the guy in charge of this area quickly promoted: "Sir, do you want to buy a talisman pen that can be used together?"

Fang Cheng felt curious for a moment and looked in the direction of the guy's finger.

White jade talisman pen, half magic weapon level, priced at 150 Baicao Dan.

Bronze lion pattern pen, half magic weapon level, priced at 180 Baicao Dan.

...

I don't look at it anymore, I turn around and leave.

He was afraid that he would continue to watch and feel chest tightness.

It seems that I have underestimated the prices in this city. Not to mention buying medicinal materials, even if I haven’t bought them, I can’t afford a talisman pen.

When he returned to Fang's house, Fang Cheng started to process various medicinal materials in his own hut.

The parents in this life are from the Fang family, the thirteenth vein of the Fang family, the Dulin City.

A hundred miles outside the Poison Forest City, there is a voodoo forest, with countless poisonous insects and weeds growing in it, which are of great value. There are also old monsters in the depths, which are the realm of monks. In the Poison Forest City, about 10% of people go completely to the outside of the Vood Forest to venture, catch poisonous insects and collect poisonous weeds for a living.

If you walk by the river often, how can you not get your shoes wet?

If you go to Voodoo Forest more, no matter how strict the prevention is, you will be poisoned. If you get poisoned, you will need to be treated. As the saying goes, you will become a doctor after a long illness. People in Poison Forest City are basically experts in detoxification and experts in drug production.

What he is now trying to make is the colorless and tasteless spirit-incapacitating poison. Mortals who are below the first level of Qi training will die if they hear it. If they are below the fourth level of Qi training, they will be dizzy if they hear it. Only by above the sixth level of Qi training can they be immune.

The effect is very fast, but if the other party is not dead, it will also fail quickly.

This is not the first time I have made this kind of thing. Soon, seven bottles of poison were prepared and another bottle of antidote was made.

After finishing my work, it was already late at night, and it was not far from the next day...

Meditation cross-legged to nourish your energy.

As the moon gradually sets westward, from today to tomorrow.

Fang Cheng had a thought, and the sky was spinning, and the person had already appeared in the martial arts field.

"Fang Tianci, do you really want to fight with me?"

The battle has been seen twice and will be staged again.

Fang Cheng took out the antidote, put it under his nose and smelled it, then took out the poison and opened the lid.

The liquid in the bottle evaporated rapidly, and in a blink of an eye, the entire bottle of potion had disappeared.

"Huh? Why do you feel a little dizzy..."

The person standing next to Fang Cheng was the first to feel something was wrong.

Fang Cheng reached out to support him and said, "What's wrong with brother?"

"I don't know what's going on, I suddenly feel..."

laugh!

The body fell to the ground.

What a shocking thing this is to attack and kill disciples of the same clan in the Fang family martial arts field?!

But at this moment, not many people saw it.

Just because they were all infected with the Spirit-Pursuing Poison, their eyes were spinning and their bodies were staggering, and they couldn't see clearly what was in front of them.
Chapter completed!