I am a late bloomer in the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 82 I'm used to it

……

Go back to the shed.

Wei Tu took out the talisman pens, spirit ink, and a dozen of talisman papers that he had bought at the shop in Fangshi a few days ago.

Since after the small market, there will be Hu Yao, a stable channel, to get goods at low prices.

Then the talisman paper and spirit ink he bought earlier also need to be consumed as soon as possible to return the funds.

Also.

He intends to use the [Earth Spike Talisman] as his spiritual product, and use it in the small market to exchange for other resources.

As such.

On the one hand, properly displaying one's talent can improve his status in the shanty town and avoid the intrusion of nightclubs.

Professional monks such as talisman masters, alchemists, and formation masters all enjoy high status in the world of cultivating immortals.

Not to mention among the low-level monks.

Both of them can also take advantage of the small market to find a good market for the talismans they draw.

Wei Tu spread out the talisman paper, dipped the talisman pen into the spiritual ink, and began to carefully outline the [Earth Spike Talisman] talisman on the talisman paper.

More than an hour passed.

The talisman on the blank talisman paper was completely outlined by Wei Tu.

piece of breath.

The aura of the runes on the talisman paper was restrained, not like Wei Tu's direct self-ignition when drawing talismans in the mundane world.

The progress of [Earth Spike Talisman], Wei Tu has already reached 37% of the progress, which is roughly equivalent to the small completion stage of drawing [Earth Spike Talisman].

At this stage, his success rate in drawing [Earth Spike Talisman] is about [-]%.

That is to say, with ten pieces of talisman paper, as long as he is cautious enough, he can produce four pieces of [Earth Thorn Talisman], and the success rate is gratifying.

of course.

Among these four [Earth Thorn Talismans].

One or two pieces will become defective products because Weitu's technique is not refined.

Defective products can be used.

But in terms of power and value, it is greatly reduced compared to normal ground stabbing talismans.

"Draw the basic talisman such as the ground thorn talisman directly in one breath, at least a first-level talisman master, I'd better be steady and avoid wasting..."

Wei Tu was not in a hurry when drawing symbols, and still maintained a leisurely pace.

After a month and a half.

He finally consumed all the stock he had purchased before, and converted the talisman paper and spirit ink into cashable [Earth Spike Talisman].

"Earth Spike Talisman (42/100): Practice five times a day, and it will take seven years."

"Increased progress by 5%."

"It seems that if this goes on like this, it won't take seven years, at most two or three years, and my earth thorn talisman will be complete."

Wei Tu looked happy.

If you are able to master the drawing of a basic talisman, you will have the opportunity to draw the "boutique" of this kind of talisman.

The price of high-quality stabbing talismans is comparable to that of ordinary first-order talismans.

First-order talismans are mostly used by monks in the middle and late stages of Qi training.

Being able to draw the fine works of the basic talismans also means that he will be able to trade with these "high-end customers" in the middle and later stages of Qi training, and earn spirit stones from these monks.

"besides--"

Wei Tu pondered for a moment, took out a spirit-testing talisman from the room, and stuck it on his forehead.

At the same time, he shifted his gaze to the bronze mirror on the table.

In the mirror, Weitu's forehead gradually revealed light blue and khaki light, about half the size of a fist.

"Civil dual spiritual roots..."

"It's a little bigger than the previous light group... It seems that my previous guess is correct. I am a late bloomer, and I am still slowly changing my aptitude..."

Wei Tu thought to himself.

When he was in the ordinary world, he practiced "Turtle's Breath Nourishing Qi Gong", and the small warm current gushing out of the Jinzi fate gradually changed his martial arts roots, making him a martial arts genius in the eyes of his master Shan Wuju.

But in the realm of cultivating immortals, he thought to himself that the effect of changing aptitude from Jinzi's fate would not disappear.

Therefore, every once in a while, he would use the spirit measuring talisman to measure his aptitude again.

as predicted.

More than a year later.

His aptitude has indeed improved accordingly.

"According to this progress, maybe in a hundred years, my aptitude will be equivalent to a middle-grade spiritual root..."

Wei Tu thought secretly.

According to his original plan, at the end of his life, he could barely touch the edge of the foundation-building period, and had no chance of foundation-building.

But after his aptitude has been improved accordingly, even if he spends another ten years preparing for foundation establishment, it will be a big improvement for him.

……

After half a month.

The semi-annual small market in the shanty town has arrived.

Because the "small market" was not officially recognized by Fangshi, a group of low-level monks did not set up stalls in the streets and alleys of the shanty town, but gathered in several adjacent shanties.

Corresponding small wooden signs were also hung on the doors of these huts, with the words "Dan House", "Uniform House", "Beast House" and "Medicine House" written on it.

Wei Tu called Fu Zhizhou, and the two came to this shanty town together.

"The price is [-]% lower than the store in Fang City, but it's still a little more expensive." Wei Tu walked into the "talisman house", and at a small stall, he saw talisman paper and spirit ink for sale.

After comparing the prices, he shook his head.

Shops in Fangshi are expensive for a reason, and their quality is much better than that of small stalls. The premium of [-]% is still reasonable.

"However, if it can be lowered by [-]%, there is no need to think too much about quality issues."

Wei Tu secretly thought.

There is no wrong thing, only wrong price.

"How much spirit stone is a dozen talisman papers?" Wei Tu approached the stall owner and asked the price.

The stall owner was a thin old man. After hearing Weitu's words, he looked up at Weitu. Seeing Weitu's face, he said indifferently, "The price is marked on it, a dozen talisman papers, and a spirit stone."

"It's cheaper, twenty grains of spiritual sand, how about it?"

Wei Tu bargained.

Directly chopped off a third.

The thin old man lowered his eyelids, and instead of talking to Wei Tu, he greeted other business.

"23 grains of spiritual sand?"

"how?"

Weitu raised the price.

"Less than 27 grains of spiritual sand are not for sale." The thin old man frowned and replied casually.

He thought to himself, this deal is considered a success.

If you are willing to raise the price, you are willing to buy.

however--

The next moment, he was dumbfounded.

Wei Tu, who heard the quotation, did not ask him to buy, but left his booth early, turned around and walked to another booth, and started a new round of price negotiation with another stall owner.

After half an hour.

Wei Tu probably knew the price of the items used by the talisman masters in the small market.

It was much higher than the quotation Hu Yao gave him.

At most, he cut it down to [-]% off the original price.

Once it is less than [-]% off, the stall owner's rejection is beyond words.

"Some money can only be earned by certain people." Wei Tu sighed secretly, turned and walked out of the house of symbols, ready to go to the "covered house" where Hu Yao and others stayed, and ask Hu Yao to introduce him to him.

The closed house is the place where prostitutes like Hu Yao do half-closed business.

As soon as Wei Tu walked out of the talisman house, he saw Fu Zhizhou, who had left with him after arriving at the market, stepped into the "beast house" and chatted with a stall owner at the door of the animal house.

The two chatted very happily.

The beast house is a place where spirit beast cubs and spirit beast meat are sold in the market.

Wei Tu approached and heard that Fu Zhizhou was asking about the method of entering and leaving the "Monster Wolf Mountain" and the precautions for beheading monsters.

"It seems that the fourth brother can't sit still in the squatter area anymore, and doesn't want to be mediocre for a lifetime."

Wei Tu instantly understood Fu Zhizhou's thoughts.

There are generally three ways to build foundations in Danqiu Mountains.

One, have a skill that can stand out among all the arts of cultivating immortals.

Step by step, accumulate spiritual stones, improve the realm, and purchase foundation-building spiritual objects.

This is the path that Weitu is taking now.

Second, there is a fairy fate by your side.

Get precious elixir, or treasures such as magic weapons and exercises, and exchange them with Taixuanzong to get a chance to advance to the foundation-building stage.

Three, be a knife catcher.

Instead of living peacefully in the squatter area, he accepted the task of Fangshi, went through life and death outside, and became a "war repairer".

"Everyone has their own choice. I have a late bloomer fate. I choose the position of a talisman teacher for safety."

"But the fourth brother is different. If he wants to build a foundation, he can only be a knife catcher."

Wei Tu paused and left quietly, not disturbing the chat between Fu Zhizhou and the owner of the animal house.

Everyone has aspirations.

He still needs to help his mortal relatives embark on the immortal journey, so he has no spare energy to help Fu Zhizhou, a righteous brother.

In his mind, family comes first.

Although the qualifications of his wife Xinghua and a pair of children are not high, and it is difficult to achieve success in cultivating immortals, this is not a reason for him to "abandon his wife and children".

In a word.

Do your best, listen to destiny.

Just like he treated Kou Liang, he must not be so mean...not even giving his wife and children a chance to cultivate immortality.

……

soon.

Weitu arrived, a "covered house" a little far away from the small market.

When he arrived at the shed, he happened to see a man in a long coat, beating his waist, coming out of the shed with the wooden sign with the word "Hu".

This person saw Wei Tu head-on, he didn't pay attention, his legs were so weak that he almost fell to the ground.

"Fellow Daoist Wei?" The long-clothed man obviously knew Wei Tu, smiled a few times, and greeted him.

"Don't tell my family about this."

"You know how fierce that tigress is."

He took out a few grains of spiritual sand from his pocket, stuffed them forcefully into Weitu's hand, and left in a hurry.

Seeing this, Wei Tu couldn't help smiling.

——He didn't expect that this time he came to cover the house, and there would be unexpected gains.

The man in the long gown was surnamed "Wang", and he was a well-known alchemist in their shanty town.

Although he can only refine three or four types of "basic pills" used in cultivation, he is still very popular in the shed area.

When he bought "Ningyue Pill" last time, he went to look for this Alchemist Wang once, and later, out of caution, he did not buy "Ningyue Pill" from Wang Pill, but went to the Fangshi store.

But this experience made him get to know Pill Master Wang and the "Tigress" in his family.

"Could it be that Hu Yao just caught these male cultivators? Only then can he help me buy talisman paper and spirit ink at a [-]% discount?"

Wei Tu thought of this.

He shook his head, suppressed the distracting thoughts in his mind, and continued to walk towards the shed with the wooden sign with the word "Hu".

At this time, Hu Yao also came out. Xu Shi had just finished her work. She was only wearing a translucent thin gown, with the raised parts looming. As she walked, she swayed slightly, making people watch her blood pulse.

Hu Yao took the wooden basin and emptied the sewage inside, then smiled and welcomed Wei Tu into her room.

Then, she closed the door, put the bolt on it, turned around, and took off the clothes on her body rustlingly.

After taking off halfway, Hu Yao suddenly realized that it was Wei Tu, so she put the thin shirt back on and apologized: "I'm used to it, I hope you don't blame Daoist Wei."

(End of this chapter)