Immortality cultivation starts from Dongxuan Lake

Chapter 3 Beauty and the Beast

"Brother Han, congratulations, congratulations on drawing a first-level mid-level amulet." He took two steps forward and cupped his hand to the burly man with a smile on his face.

Hearing this, the burly man with a black face thought it was time for business. When he looked up, it was Lu Ming. His eyes drooped and he said casually: "Brother Lu, you're welcome."

"But this amulet was not painted by me, but by my Taoist companion." As he spoke, a trace of tenderness flashed in his eyes.

Seeing the tenderness in Han Wu's eyes, Lu Ming was shocked.

He looked up and down at Hanwu's face full of flesh, and then thought about the man standing next to him who was eight feet tall, with an eight-foot waist, and an arm that could run a horse. The two stood together, and together they were called Tai Ling Shuang Sha.

That picture is simply not too beautiful.

Seeing Lu Ming like this, Hanwu knew what he was thinking, rolled his eyes and said.

"My wife is not only beautiful and kind-hearted, she is also a first-level mid-level talisman master. She is not a rough person like me who can draw amulets... These are what she drew. Do you want two of them?" In the end, Camwu puffed out his chest proudly.

Lu Ming was even more surprised when he heard what he said. The first-level mid-level Talisman Master had a high status, but then he thought about it. Hanwu was also a monk at the fifth level of Qi Refining. Although his appearance was a bit scary, he might be in a good position.

Lu Ming didn't forget the reason why he came to Fangshi, so he asked in a low voice.

"Brother Han, I remember you said last time that you are not going to continue drawing talismans in the future. Is there a place for the talisman pen in your hand?"

"Hey..." Camwu's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he laughed, showing his big white teeth, "Brother Lu, to be honest, I met my wife when I was selling talisman pens."

"So... the Talisman Bi has its final destination?" Lu Ming already had a bad guess in his mind.

"That's not it."

Hanwu shook his head and nodded again.

"What do you say? Stop being so secretive." Seeing his mysterious look, Lu Ming resisted the urge to complain.

"Haha!" Hanwu smiled dryly: "My wife used to have a talisman pen in her hand. Although it is not as good as my pen, she doesn't need it now that I have it. She can give it to you cheaply. .”

"A first-level low-grade talisman pen, well maintained, only requires twelve spiritual stones."

Lu Ming thought about it carefully and realized that he was just about to draw a talisman. Any kind of talisman pen could be used. There was no need to use Cambrian's original first-level mid-grade talisman pen. So he nodded and said: "Brother Han, given the relationship between the two of us, it must be cheaper."

"Still looking for a bargain?" Hanwu glared, his fierce and fleshy face with a pair of tiger eyes was quite scary, almost a deterrent, but then he remembered something and his expression softened.

"It's not impossible if you buy a few low-grade talismans."

"In that case, let's get three more fireball talismans." Lu Ming replied with the same pain.

"Deal." He took out a talisman, made a few imaginary strokes on the talisman with his hand, and then threw the talisman into the air and disappeared into a stream of fire.

"Brother Lu, wait a moment. My wife will bring the things soon." Camwu had a proud look on his face at this time.

"No problem, but I have some questions about drawing talismans that I would like to ask Brother Han." Lu Ming said calmly.

Hanwu nodded. From the moment Lu Ming proposed to buy the talisman pen, he knew that this brother wanted to draw the talisman. This was not the case before.

Why go out and fight when he can make a living by drawing talismans in the city? It's a pity that he has no talent in this area. After he has a wife, he doesn't need to draw talismans. If there is a wife with better talent, he can just concentrate on protecting her.

The two chatted without saying a word, and after teaching Lu Ming some points to pay attention to when drawing low-grade talismans, Hanwu looked around and saw that no one came to whisper in Lu Ming's ear.

"Brother Lu, let me tell you a trick. When drawing talismans, you can try to use the blood of monks to draw them. The success rate will be greatly increased."

When Lu Ming first heard this, his eyes widened. Before he could speak, Hanwu continued to add: "I don't mean to do those tribulation cultivators, I mean that we are also monks."

"Let me tell you quietly, in Tianluo Tower, the Gongsun family secretly collects the blood of monks and sells it once every three months... The middle-grade spiritual blood is two spiritual stones per pound."

Han Wu's face showed that he had already mentioned all the points and everything depends on your own destiny. Lu Ming immediately understood and nodded gratefully towards him.

Immediately, the two fell silent in unison, each looking at the other.

"Husband!"

A gentle voice suddenly broke the delicate atmosphere. Lu Ming couldn't help but look back. When he saw the person clearly, he stood up with a look of surprise on his face.

The visitor was tall, fair-skinned and beautiful, and was dressed in blue.

Lu Ming opened his mouth in surprise. She was really a beautiful woman as Han Wu said, and she actually fell in love with a black-faced man like Han Wu, a real version of the beauty and beast in the world of immortality. He suddenly looked like he was beating his chest and feeling heartbroken.

Looking at Lu Ming's expression, Hanwu was extremely proud.

"Haha, let me introduce you, this is my wife, Fairy Qingxue."

"This is Lu Ming."

Hanwu pointed to Lu Ming and introduced Fairy Qingxue.

"So you are my husband's friend!" Fairy Qingxue smiled lightly, knowing that this was her husband's temperament.

"Fairy Qingxue." Lu Ming said hello quickly.

Fairy Qingxue nodded slightly, smiled and took out a slender wooden box: "Fellow Daoist Lu, this is the talisman pen you want."

Then he handed a wooden box to Hanwu, who reached out to catch it and handed it to Lu Ming.

When Lu Ming opened the wooden box, a brush with green light emitting from the tip to the barrel was revealed.

"This pen is called a green bamboo pen. The tip of the pen is made of the neck hair of the first-grade high-grade monster beast, and the pen barrel is made of Qingguang bamboo. It is already the best among the first-grade low-grade talisman pens." The Qingxue Fairy next to her. Said softly. He stared at this object with a nostalgic expression, quite reluctant to part with it.

Lu Ming gently touched the talisman pen. Although he didn't understand what Fairy Qingxue said, he also knew that this talisman pen was extraordinary.

So he took out eleven spiritual stones of different colors from his arms and gave them to Hanwu.

Seeing the eleven spirit stones, neither Fairy Qingxue nor Han Wu stopped staring at the talisman pen.

……

Lu Ming left, not only taking away the green bamboo pen, but also three fireball charms and some unsavory yellow paper.

Every family has scriptures that are difficult to recite. This talisman pen seems to be Fairy Qingxue's favorite thing, but she has to sell it for the sake of the spiritual stone.

But it was difficult for him. Eleven spiritual stones were already his entire net worth. He could only get ten spiritual stones from cultivating the spiritual rice sold in the spiritual field for a year.

This is because after the death of his original parents, he used the property left behind to directly pay five years of rent for the spiritual field to the Gongsun family. There was no need to pay rent every year, otherwise there would be less than three spiritual stones left every year.

And he didn't dare to sell the spiritual rice he got with the bronze mirror, so he ate it himself for safety reasons.

These spiritual stones are already his entire wealth.

But Lu Ming felt much more at ease when he touched the green bamboo pen in his arms.

Just when he saw a shop selling elixirs halfway along the road, Lu Ming couldn't help but put his feet on the ground.

At this time, his cultivation level has reached the third level of Qi training, which is almost at its peak. With the help of pills, he might be able to break through the obstacles and step into the fourth level of Qi training, entering the middle stage of Qi training.

By then the status will naturally be different.

However, the price of elixirs in the world of immortality is generally high, much more expensive than talisman pens.

Even if he couldn't afford it with all his wealth before, let alone now, he is really short of money.

At this time, he thought of what Hanwu told him about Tianluo Tower collecting the spiritual blood of monks.

The shops in Tailingshanfang City do not accept the spiritual blood of monks, at least on the surface.

But since Camwu said it, he wouldn't lie, so he probably kept it secretly.

Does he want to sell some?

He would definitely not sell his own blood. He was referring to the spiritual blood condensed from the bronze wine bottle. Blood is human essence. A little loss is harmless, but too much loss is harmful.

Although Cambrian said that selling in March will not cause any damage, the loss of vitality is unavoidable.

After much hesitation, he gave up the idea.

He has always been very careful about his golden finger. He dare not show anything extraordinary in the world of immortality. After all, his cultivation level is too weak and there are many immortal practitioners with magical powers and secret methods. Maybe there is some unique way to detect it.

It's not impossible to sell spiritual blood, but at least he has to wait until he can be considered the number one person in Tailingshanfang City in the later stages of his Qi training.

(End of this chapter)