A seal of immortality

Chapter 12 Black Guards

"How much talisman paper did you use to make these talisman seals?" Wang Mingyuan asked with a hint of curiosity after calming down a little.

"Sixteen dozen, a total of 27 Fireball Talismans, one Vajra Talisman, and seven Water Arrow Talismans were produced," Wang Changsheng replied truthfully.

"What? It's only sixteen dozen?" Even though he was prepared, Wang Mingyuan couldn't help showing a look of shock when he heard Wang Changsheng's words.

Although Wang Mingyuan has never personally sold talismans, he has been in charge of the family for many years, and he is relatively clear about the prices of many immortal items. A fireball talisman is worth a low-level spirit stone, a water arrow talisman is also a spirit stone, and a diamond talisman As a defensive talisman, the price is a bit more expensive, generally selling for ten spirit stones,

And the purchase price of a dozen blank talisman papers is only half a spirit stone. If all these talisman seals are sold, after deducting the cost, they will earn 36 spirit stones.

The family-run property, Juxianju, has been losing money for more than a year. Not to mention earning spirit stones, even the annual rent can hardly be paid. If Juxianju is not an industry left by the ancestors, it cannot be discarded casually. Wang Mingyuan sold out the shop a long time ago.

"Yes, Dad, haven't I just started learning talisman making? The loss is a bit more, but I promise that with the increase in talisman making experience, the loss will be reduced in the future."

"Sixteen dozen talisman papers produced 35 talisman seals. Is this a lot of waste?" Hearing this, Wang Li's wrinkled face couldn't help but twitched.

"Besides Third Uncle, how many people know that you can make talismans?" Wang Mingyuan frowned slightly, and asked in a deep voice, his face a little nervous.

"I told Uncle Three and Uncle Seventeen, yes, and Dad. Others probably don't know about it. I also went to Fangshi to buy the talisman-making tools myself.""

"I can prove this. Don't worry, Mingyuan. I know what you're worried about. I'll greet him with your Seventeenth Uncle and make sure he won't talk nonsense." Wang Li seemed to see through Wang Mingyuan's thoughts. He opened his mouth and explained.

"Then thank you third uncle. My nephew still has some things to deal with, so I won't bother you. Son, come with me." Wang Mingyuan heaved a sigh of relief when he heard the words, greeted Wang Li, and took Wang Changsheng away .

Along the way, Wang Mingyuan kept silent and his face was a little serious. Seeing this, Wang Changsheng didn't speak, and followed his father honestly.

"Wang Fu, go and call a team of black-clothed guards to surround the young master's yard. From today onwards, without my order, no one is allowed to enter or leave at will, including the young master." A fat old man beside him ordered.

"Yes, sir," the fat old man nodded and left quickly.

"Father, what about it?" Seeing this, Wang Changsheng smiled wryly and said indifferently.

"Son, you're still young, you don't understand many things, you're right, just listen to Dad."

Wang Changsheng couldn't say anything more after hearing the words.

Back to the small courtyard where Wang Changsheng lived, the obese old man was already guarding there, surrounded by a dozen immortal cultivators in uniform black costumes, forming a circle, surrounding the small courtyard where Wang Changsheng lived.

Most of these immortal cultivators are middle-aged, both male and female, with cultivation bases between the fifth and sixth levels of Qi Refining, and the leader is a bald man at the tenth level of Qi Refining.

"Wang Yang, I'll repeat it to you again. Without my order, no one is allowed to enter or leave the courtyard where the young master lives. Violators will be punished as traitors. You can arrange the rotation yourself," Wang Mingyuan said solemnly.

"Yes, patriarch, offenders will be punished as treason," the bald man called Wang Yang repeated Wang Mingyuan's words, his face extremely serious.

"Son, there are no outsiders now, tell dad honestly, how many kinds of talismans you can make, which one you are best at, what is the highest rate of making talismans, and how many talismans you can make in a day, of course, without affecting your cultivation. situation," as soon as he entered the room, Wang Mingyuan asked a lot of questions.

Wang Changsheng knew that this was related to his father's position as the patriarch, so he didn't answer immediately. After thinking for a while, he opened his mouth and replied: "Now I know three kinds, fireball talisman, water arrow talisman, and diamond talisman. I am best at fireball talisman, and the success rate of fireball talisman At about [-]%, the Water Arrow Talisman is lower, only [-]%, and as for the Vajra Talisman, it is less than [-]%.
I can make talismans for five hours a day, and I haven't counted how many talisman seals can be made in a day, but you can try it. "

In fact, Wang Changsheng's words were a bit exaggerated. With his current cultivation of the fifth level of Qi refining, it would be good to be able to make talismans for three hours in a row, but it was related to his father's position as the patriarch, so Wang Changsheng had to fight no matter what.

Hearing this, Wang Mingyuan nodded, tapped his fingers on the table lightly, and fell into deep thought.

After a while, Wang Mingyuan stopped knocking on the table, and said, "In this way, you can give father fifty, no, thirty talismans every day, and you can arrange the rest of the time as you like. I will let Wang Fu give you the talisman papers and meals." Send it, you can just hand over the finished talisman to him, no problem!"

"No problem," Wang Changsheng agreed without hesitation. With his current level of talisman making, thirty talisman seals are a bit much, but for his father's position as patriarch, Wang Changsheng decided to give it a try.

"The talisman Wang Fu will send it to you later. Dad suggests that you draw as many fireball talismans as possible. After all, the success rate is relatively high. Of course, it is just a suggestion. If you want to draw other talismans, I will fully support you," Wang Mingyuan said sincerely. suggested.

"Got it, Dad."

After sending his father away, Wang Changsheng turned his gaze to his mother's portrait, and muttered to himself, "Mother, don't worry, I will help my father keep his position as patriarch."

"What? The second child dispatched a team of black-clothed guards to surround the small courtyard where Changsheng's nephew lives," Wang Zhiming looked puzzled after hearing his subordinate's report.

"Yes, uncle, they are indeed guards in black. It seems that they will be stationed there for a long time," a man in yellow shirt said respectfully in front of Wang Mingming.

"Where did Mingyuan go and what did he do after leaving the ancestral hall? Tell the truth," said the one-armed old man sitting next to Wang Zhiming.

"The patriarch left the ancestral hall and went to the teaching hall first, because the patriarch sent people to guard outside, we couldn't enter the teaching hall, and we didn't know what the patriarch did. It didn't take long for the patriarch to bring the young patriarch out, and then let the king The head steward dispatched a team of black-clothed guards to guard the outside of the young patriarch's courtyard, and the patriarch stayed in the young patriarch's courtyard for a while before leaving."

"I see, you go down! Keep an eye on it, and tell me as soon as the second child does anything," Wang Mingzhi ordered without any doubt.

The man in the yellow shirt responded and stepped back respectfully.

"Uncle Nine, what do you think the second child wants? The Black Clothes Guard is the most elite force in the clan, and he can't call it easily. Besides, even though I compete with the second child for the position of patriarch, it is impossible for me to To kill my nephew, yes, I admit that my son beat up the second son's son, but is he going to send a team of black guards to guard?" Wang Mingzhi said with some dissatisfaction.

"I don't know what Mingyuan is thinking, but I finally understand why the Seventeenth brother appeared in the ancestral hall today. It turns out that the third brother did the trick?"

"Third Uncle? Ninth Uncle, do you think Third Uncle will persuade Seventeenth Uncle to stand with the second child?" As if thinking of something, Wang Zhiming looked a little nervous.

"Don't worry, your Seventeenth Uncle isn't interested in these things, otherwise he wouldn't have stayed out of family affairs for so many years. This time, the third brother probably sent the Seventeenth Brother here," said the one-armed old man with a deep look. He glanced at Wang Zhiming, and then said: "Although your father has passed away for many years, with me here, no one will bully you. Just send someone from Mingyuan to watch over you.

Go to the uncles when you have time. Even though the uncles are old, there are still many things worth learning. "

"Yes, Uncle Jiu," Wang Zhiming's eyes flickered, as if he was thinking about something.

(End of this chapter)