Brother Ji classified the twenty or thirty kinds of magic talismans one by one and put them into his storage bag. There are more than 300 low-level elementary talismans, more than 200 low-level intermediate talismans, and low-level advanced talismans.

There are more than 100 talismans, totaling more than 700 talismans.

Fatty Luo was so shocked that his jaw almost dropped. Chatting with the Xiao family and his daughter in the past two days, he deeply realized how difficult it is to make spiritual talismans. Xiao Qian spent decades of work refining fifty spiritual talismans in one day.

It's already overwhelming, and if you only care about speed, the success rate of the magic talisman will be greatly reduced.

Even so, Xiao Qian's ability to successfully refine ten spiritual talismans in one day was considered Amitabha. However, Murong Qi had so many spiritual talismans that it was so outrageous that Fatty Luo's chrysanthemum burst and his tiger's body was shaken.

"Murong, did you go to rob others?!" Fatty Luo stepped forward and grabbed Brother Ji's arm firmly, "Tell me, did you rob fifty people or a hundred people?!"

"Robbing your sister!" Brother Ji shook off Fatty Luo's arm and held the storage bag containing the magic talisman tightly in his arms, "I did all this, don't get it wrong!"

"You did it?!" Fatty Luo opened his mouth, his face full of disbelief.

Brother Ji snorted, grabbed a blank piece of talisman paper, carried a white snow jade talisman pen, dipped it in red red ink, and casually sketched the general appearance of the "Earth Thorn Talisman" on it like a ghost drawing talisman, and then poured in spiritual power in quantity.

into it.

In less than ten seconds, a low-level "Earth Thorn Talisman" appeared in front of Fatty Luo. The light on it was shining, and it had not disappeared for a long time. The Talisman itself showed no signs of spontaneous combustion and scrapping.

"Hey, I'll give it to you as a souvenir!" Brother Ji put the "Earth Thorn Talisman" into Fatty Luo's hand, washed the tip of the white snow jade talisman pen with clean water, and carefully put it away.

Fatty Luo felt as if he had been struck by lightning, "Damn it, Murong...are you...are you a monster?!"

"You monster!" After Brother Chicken said this, he immediately felt a bitter taste in his mouth.

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Why do I always like to scold myself?!

"Then you..." Fatty Luo glanced at the talisman in his hand and immediately shouted, "That's not right, this is different from the talisman they made!"

Brother Ji nodded very mysteriously, "This is my original way of painting runes, and it is naturally different from what other rune masters do. Hmm... You are a layman, and you won't understand even if I say it! Anyway,

All you need to know is that my original refining method can maximize the power of each talisman, with a high success rate, and the refining speed is dozens of times that of other talisman refiners!"

Fatty Luo's eyes were filled with countless little stars, "Murong, Murong, teach me, teach me!"

In fact, in Fatty Luo's eyes, Brother Chicken's drawing technique of flying tiger and half moving dragon is just a rough painting, as long as the general pattern is similar to the one in the magic talisman making secret book. The only secret is that one stroke

To form a talisman, it can be done in one go. It must not be sketched stroke by stroke.

How can an ordinary Talisman Refiner draw like Brother Ji? Who doesn't do it carefully?

But it was such a casual painting method that allowed Brother Ji to become a master of talisman refining in the years of endless pain. The following of his talisman refining has been regarded as the biggest mystery in the history of the immortal world by future generations.

Hehe, this will happen gradually in the future, so I won’t mention it here.

"Murong, please accept this smart and handsome disciple of mine..." Fatty Luo's face was filled with peach blossoms, he was half kneeling and half sitting, hugging Brother Ji's thigh, and shouted loudly.

Brother Ji shook him several times, and all the fat guys stuck up to him. Suddenly, Brother Chicken became furious and kicked Fatty Luo on the butt, "You want to learn how to make talismans and fuck birds? I'm here to play this.

It's because I can't learn spells! Damn it, tell me about the spells at the Nascent Soul stage. What can't you learn in one go? Damn it, even if it's an elementary and top-level spell, you'll know nothing about it after reading it twice.

Tong, the power is extremely huge. Don’t think that I don’t know that you want to learn how to make talismans just to show off in front of Concubine Xiao, huh... I’ll give you two words, get out!”

Fatty Luo looked shocked, "Ah, you discovered me!"

"Damn it, I don't know what kind of virtue you are, a fat guy like you?" Brother Ji clapped his hands, "You'd better learn alchemy skills properly. From now on, I will refine the talisman and you will refine the alchemy. If we merge, we will be invincible in the world!"

"That's okay..." Fatty Luo nodded, spread his hands hehey, and looked at Brother Chicken expectantly.

Brother Ji suddenly shuddered, "What are you doing?"

"Hey, give me tens of thousands of refining talismans first for fun..."

"Fuck, get out!"

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The Yuetai Small Trade Fair has begun. Hundreds of immortal cultivators gathered in the cave in the back mountain of the valley. The cave is very large, and the caves are divided into very obvious areas, such as the rest area, the elixir trading area, and the spiritual grass trading area.

Kung Fu trading area, magic weapon trading area, etc.

Brother Ji and Fatty Luo walked around and searched for a long time in the elixir trading area and the spiritual grass trading area, but they didn't find any clues about soul repairing things.

"Fat Luo, why are you in such a low mood today?" Brother Ji held a large handful of newly bought blank talisman papers in his hand and wandered around the crowd boredly. Seeing that Fatty Luo had been silent all day, he felt in his heart

In fact, I understand the reason.

Isn't this just because Xiao Feier followed Xiao Qian back to Lingnan? Is it necessary to make it so painful?!

"Murong, you said she is a little girl who is only at the fourth level of Qi training. Should we personally escort her back?" Fatty Luo asked thoughtfully, dragging his chin.

Brother Chicken was stunned for a moment, personal protection?! Then.

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sm? Oh, Fatty Luo, you are evil!

"Ahem, that's not necessary, is it? They are going to exchange for their own freedom, not to seek revenge from their enemies. Where did all these dangerous things come from? Besides, damn fat man, cheer up and wait until the little deal in Yuetai

The party is over and the 'Taoyuan Festival' is about to begin! There are all kinds of things that we can't exchange for! Didn't you clamor to give Xiao Feier a protective treasure silk garment two days ago? Now my brother is selling it

The spiritual talisman has already been exchanged for several thousand spiritual stones. If I can scrape together another ten thousand or twenty thousand, I will buy one!"

It is said that less than half a month after the Yuetai small business started, Brother Ji made a fortune. While doing it, he sold it. In total, he sold nearly a thousand pieces of elementary and low-level magic talismans. In addition, he also sold more than 100 pieces of elementary, intermediate and

Dozens of elementary and high-level spiritual talismans, this girl got seven or eight thousand spiritual stones in her hands, which made him smile from ear to ear.

Although Fatty Luo was greedy, he knew in his heart that now Murong had found a stable source of income. If he asked him for it, he would have no problem. However, his mood now was really not good, as complicated as his first love.

Sometimes I am laughing, sometimes I am sad, sometimes I am happy and sweet, sometimes I am worried.

In the words of Chicken Brother, this means that you are cheap to yourself!

"Murong, why don't you let me start learning alchemy now?" Fatty Luo knew he was upset, so he simply stopped thinking about it and changed the subject.

Brother Ji scratched his head, "Damn Fatty, how many prescriptions have you collected in the past half month?"

"Two! What's wrong..." Fatty Luo was stunned for a moment and answered quickly.

"Oh...my genius! It took you half a month to collect two pill formulas, and they are only used during the Qi training period...Brother, do you think we can use these?" Brother Ji chuckled, "Now

, both hardware and software are not available, so we have only one way to get more advanced things!"

"What?" Fatty Luo was confused.

"Nonsense, of course you're stealing from a master!" Brother Ji slapped Fatty Luo on the head, "First get into a small sect, and then it's best to get into a department that specializes in refining elixirs. Hehe, even if you do

A kid who burns fires at least has a chance to get into alchemy, right? Tsk tsk, not only will he be able to take advantage of it, but he will also be able to take a peek at the process of making alchemy and learn techniques. Isn’t this great?"

Fatty Luo understood the idea, gave a thumbs up, and sent him over with a flattery, "Gao, you are really tall! Murong, you are really tall, you are really tall!"

Brother Chicken laughed.

At this moment, a fat and sweaty figure squeezed out from the crowd. When he saw Brother Ji and Fatty Luo, he was overjoyed and said, "Fellow Daoist Murong, Fellow Daoist Luo, I finally found you!"

"What's wrong?" Brother Ji and Fatty Luo were both stunned. This guy is Ye Weixin, but he usually likes to pretend to be serious. It's rare to see him looking so excited and high-spirited!

"Fellow Daoist Murong, I can't hold on any longer. Do you still have any spiritual talismans there?" Ye Weixin opened his mouth and mentioned the spiritual talisman.

It turns out that Brother Ji's sales work during this period was all handled by Ye Weixin. Of course, Brother Ji paid him half of the profits as a reward. In order to keep it secret, Brother Ji deliberately pushed this matter into a mystery.

The senior leader said that he also worked for others.

Ye Weixin had no doubt that he was there. Just kidding, for ten consecutive days, one hundred and one hundred spiritual talismans were sold every day, including elementary, intermediate, and advanced spiritual talismans. This was simply not what young monks of their level could produce.

Got it.

Therefore, Ye Weixin also made a small fortune during this period, and his assets soared from zero when he first entered Yuetai Valley to nearly two thousand spiritual stones.

"Well, where do I still have the spiritual talisman? That senior took the spiritual stone and left. He hasn't contacted me for four or five days!" Brother Ji sighed helplessly, "Actually, I've been looking for that senior everywhere.

Well, now I still have four to five hundred spirit stones in my hand before I can get a treasure weapon, what a pity!"

Ye Weixin also nodded in disappointment, "Oh, what a pity! Huh, by the way, does Murong Taoist friend know that at the 'Taoyuan Festival' more than a month later, there will be people from the eight major sects who will elect outsiders among the casual cultivators.

Disciple?"

Suddenly, Brother Ji and Fatty Luo looked at each other and exclaimed in surprise, "Fellow Daoist Ye, is this true?!"

"Of course, I don't like to deceive others!" Ye Weixin's face was slightly gloomy, "It is said that the foreign affairs disciples recruited this time must be at least the sixth level of the Qi training period. I have no chance, so I came here to inform you two.

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Are you here to tell us? Brother Ji rolled his eyes, damn.

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Chapter completed!