Yunzhong City is located in the center of the five major sects. This kind of place is no less than the foot of the ancient imperial city. Anyone who encounters you may be disciples of the sect, and everything is ridiculously expensive.

"Boss, how much does a bun cost?" She swallowed her saliva, and after smelling the fragrance, she asked in a suffocating voice. Only after building the foundation can we fast, and the original body only practiced the third level of Qi, and it was still a long time before fasting.

"Three medium-grade spirit stones."

Ye Qiao quickly calmed down and said, "I'm disturbing."

There are only 100 medium-grade spirit stones in mustard bags. Not only do you have to eat, but you have to stay in the inn. In this extremely expensive Yunzhong City, it will probably be spent in three days.

Ye Qiao finally understood why the original owner was so miserable and refused to go down the mountain.

After going down the mountain, most people really can't afford to live this life.

The most profitable professions in the world of cultivation are Fu Xiu and Dan Xiu. Yueqing Sect can be among the five major sects, except for the many Fu Xiu, what makes people look at is their strong financial resources.

Ye Qiao grabbed a casual cultivator and asked if there was any place to buy wolf hair pens and talisman paper.

"There is it in the shop." The other party was very enthusiastic, "Are you Fu Xiu?"

The status of Fu Xiu and Dan Xiu in the cultivation world is very high. Ye Qiao shook his head, "No."

The original owner was a sword cultivator, and Ye Qiao had never drawn talismans, but sitting in the empty mountain is not advisable, so you have to try it.

She is a real worker in modern times. She not only has design but also has part-time modeling. She still cannot escape the fate of working in the world of cultivation.

Thanks to his profession, Ye Qiao has the ability to remember everything he has seen. This body seems to have inherited this point. He simply closed his eyes and recalled the way of painting the talisman of Yueqing Sect clearly in his mind.

Because it was the first time she learned to draw talismans, she could only rely on her feelings and according to what the talisman book said, holding her breath and tentatively transferring her spiritual power into the wolf's brush.

As soon as the tip of the pen touched the spiritual paper, a slight tingling pain came from the spiritual consciousness. Ye Qiao calmed down and vaguely understood that this was the first step in drawing talismans.

Ye Qiao recalled the original owner's memory of the past when the talismans were drawn by the talismans. Without hesitation, the complex runes appeared on the paper. With the completion of the outline, the movements in her hand became faster and faster until the last stroke fell.

The spiritual paper shines golden light along the lines.

Ye Qiao couldn't help but hold his breath and stared at him for a few seconds.

As long as it is not burned, it is ready.

Is it so easy to draw talismans?

As soon as the thought came to her, she felt something flowing down her nose the next second.

She lowered her head and touched the blood of her hand.

Ye Qiao: "..." Well, she was too worried.

Sure enough, drawing talismans is not something that ordinary people can do.

Because she didn't feel uncomfortable, she thought of the poor mustard seed bag, so she simply continued to use her spiritual pen to wander on the talisman paper.

After drawing seven pictures, she could no longer hold on and fainted when she lay on the table.

This is the sequelae of overdrawing of spiritual consciousness.

Ye Qiao fainted after finishing drawing, and when she woke up, she gritted her teeth and continued to draw. Her diligent appearance made her cry.

Is it love?

Is it responsibility?

None of them.

It's poor.

Poverty makes people progress, and this statement is not unreasonable.

Ye Qiao drew some of the lowest-level talismans, wind talismans, and sleeping talismans.

She pinched her fingertips and tentatively stuck the storm on her body.

It is said that people can run very quickly.

After Ye Qiao put it on, she felt that nothing seemed special. She waited for a while, but when she saw that there was still no movement, she realized that it might have failed.

She was not disappointed, after all, in the original owner's memory, even a few personal disciples of Yueqing Sect could not succeed for the first time.

Failure is normal.

Ye Qiao was about to tear off the wind talisman and draw it again, but the next second he was out of control and the person flew out like an arrow.

She couldn't stop her legs at all, and she rushed around and hit the wall of the inn in a personal shape.

Ye Qiao: "..."

The monk's body was more than a little better than that of ordinary people. Even if he hit a hole in the wall, there was no pain. Ye Qiao had difficulty getting up from the ground for a long time, watching the sacred wind talisman that fell to the ground.

Is this Fu Xiu a fu?

In the end, Ye Qiao lost twenty spirit stones to repair the wall under the glare of the inn owner.

After the sun set, Ye Qiao took a few drawn talismans and went to the black market to resell.

This is the largest black market in the cultivation world. There are many people coming to this place to trade, and the prices are high and low. She set the price of a medium-grade spirit stone of ten talismans, which is not expensive, and it can even be called cheap.

But her cultivation level was too low, and the monks passing by were too lazy to look at her.

Ye Qiao waited for a long time in the stall and found that even the one selling Xiaohuang books next door had a business better than her.

She continued to be patient and prepared to close the stall if no one visits her again, so she changed her career to buy Xiaohuang Books.

Perhaps God felt sorry for her. Before anyone could come to visit her, a young man fell from the sky and fell on her stall.

The boy in red stepped on the sword under his feet and landed gracefully, stepping on Ye Qiao's collapsed stall. However, he was unaware and warned coldly, "It is forbidden to draw swords under the feet of the five major sects."

The man who was warned originally wanted to argue with this person, but he caught a glimpse of the secret patterns that were exclusive to his disciples on the boy's robe. He was slightly shocked and turned his head decisively and ran away.

very good.

The world where Ye Qiao was injured was achieved.

"Fellow Taoist, please move your feet." She said sincerely, "You stepped on my stall."

If it weren't for being unable to beat Ye Qiao, he would have wanted to turn into a leader Ma on the spot and grab his shoulder and roar. Do you know how difficult it is for me to set up a stall?

The boy was stunned and then noticed that he seemed to have stepped on something just now. He quickly moved his feet away and saw the trampled stall. He hurriedly said, "I'm sorry. Didn't you hurt?"

"No." She said righteously, "but your actions have caused serious trauma to my heart."

The boy didn't expect her mind to be so fragile. Looking at Ye Qiao's serious appearance, he couldn't help feeling embarrassed, "Then can I compensate you with some spirit stones? Is a top-grade spirit stone enough?"

Ye Qiao accepted his compensation very realistically and happily, bent down and picked up the talismans scattered on the ground, "I forgive you."

One top-grade piece will be worth one hundred medium-grade spirit stones.

This is a rich man. She sighed in her heart.

Mu Chongxi also hurriedly picked up her. When he saw a small stack of talisman paper, he couldn't help but be surprised: "Are you Fu Xiu?"

Ye Qiao nodded vaguely.

After she picked up the talisman, she found that there were many casual cultivators coming to watch the show around, and there were people talking without any hesitation in her ears.

"Is it a disciple of Changmingzong's personal disciple?"

"It should be right? If you can control swords, your cultivation level is at least above the foundation building. Except for those few personal stories, there should be no one else."

More and more people were joining in the fun, and the talismans in Ye Qiao's hand were also noticed by some casual cultivators.

Mu Chongxi's personal robe was too conspicuous, and Ye Qiao, who stood with him, was naturally considered by passers-by to be a disciple of the sect.

With some natural trust in the sect, the casual cultivator stepped forward and asked, "Little sister, what kind of talisman do you have here?"

"Sleeping Talisman and Wind Talisman."

They are all low-level talismans, but they are of great effect for casual cultivators. After all, they do not have the protection of the sects. They have been traveling around for many years, and it is not harmful to carry a few more talismans on them.

However, one talisman from regular channels is extremely expensive, and some low-priced talismans are easily cheated by some profiteers with imitation. Ye Qiao was exposed to Mu Chongxi's light, and the talismans in his hand were snatched up within a few minutes.

This also made her more determined to apply for a sect.

"You just left?"

After Ye Qiao packed up the spirit stones, he was about to close the stall and return to the inn. When she heard Mu Chongxi's words, she couldn't help but feel inexplicable: "Or otherwise?"

Mu Chongxi was dumbfounded: "Don't you need my compensation?"

Ye Qiao: "Didn't you pay for a spirit stone?"

Mu Chongxi: "But your heart is hurt."

Ye Qiao: "..." Where did the silly white sweet come from?

Or are the personal disciples of Changming Sect all silly and sweet?

Did he take what she said casually seriously?

Ye Qiao asked: "What's your name?"

Generally speaking, those who are good-looking are definitely worthy of having a name in the novel. She is very curious about what identity this silly white sweet acts as in the heartthrob’s novel of cultivating immortals.

"Mu Chongxi."

Ye Qiao was slightly stunned.
To be continued...