An old man in red stopped in front of Lin Zhao's stall and said with a smile: "Little friend, did you draw these talismans yourself?"
This old man is a Nascent Soul sword cultivator.
Lin Zhao stood up and clasped his fists respectfully: "Yes, some poor paintings made the old timer laugh!"
"How can such a strong military spirit be so clumsy? My little friend is too modest." The old man smiled and clasped his fists, saying: "I am the ancestor of the Feiyun Sect, Qin Fei, and I am quite fond of these military talismans drawn by my little friend.
I like you, I want to make acquaintance with this little friend, I wonder if this little friend would like to come with me to Feiyun Sect as a guest? I, Feiyun Sect, will treat you warmly."
"ah?"
Lin Zhao frowned and said, "Old senior, I just want to sell the talismans."
After all, he wanted to make money to buy Miss Leng a sword embryo of immortal sword quality. This was all Lin Zhao was thinking about.
"rest assured."
Qin Fei smiled and said: "After you go up the mountain with me, Feiyun Sect will take care of all your talismans, as many as you want!"
Lin Zhao was greatly moved. This is a big business coming to his door. Even if he can refuse, the money bag can't refuse, right? What's more... Feiyun Sect is the head of the famous and authentic sect in Cuiwei Mountain, plus this ancestor
He is just a Nascent Soul Sword Cultivator. Everyone is a Nascent Soul. Who is afraid of whom? All he needs to do is escape with his invincible sword. There are not many people in this world who can catch up with the speed of Feijian Hongye.
"In that case, I'm going to bother senior!"
"well!"
Qin Fei smiled and nodded: "This way, little friend!"
For a moment, passers-by on the mountainside cast envious glances. The ancestors of the Feiyun Sect and the sect leader came together to invite Lin Zhao up the mountain. This boy selling talismans was destined to reach the sky in one step.
…
On the mountainside.
The young man Chen Changsheng was still kneeling in the middle of the mountain road. When Qin Fei and Lin Zhao passed by, the young man said sonorously: "Chen Changsheng of Cuiwei Mountain, I would like to worship the immortal as my teacher and ask for elixir to cure my seriously ill mother. Chen Changsheng is willing to be my teacher."
You can act like a cow and you will never regret it!"
Qin Fei just glanced at it and didn't care. There were many people like this on the mountainside of Cuiwei Mountain.
However, a disciple of the ancestor of the Feiyun Sect in red was moved. His name was Liu Yu, and he said to the ancestor in his heart: "Master, this Chen Changsheng looks like he has good bones... Can the disciple take him with him?"
Going up the mountain?”
"snort!"
Qin Fei said coldly: "If you want to do things, keep it secret. Don't let others find out and damage the reputation of Feiyun Sect."
"Yes, Master, please rest assured!"
After everyone went up the mountain, Liu Yu stayed alone. The Sixth Realm sword cultivator looked at the young man, squatted down, and said in a deep voice: "My name is Liu Yu, and I am the disciple of Feiyun Sect's ancestor Qin Fei. Now I am
A sword cultivator in the Purple Mansion Realm, Chen Changsheng, would you like to be my disciple, Liu Yu, and go up the mountain with me to learn swordsmanship? As for your mother's illness, there will naturally be a magical medicine to cure it."
Young Chen Changsheng's eyes lit up and he said: "Yes, of course I am willing!"
"good."
Liu Yu smiled and nodded: "Let's go, follow me up the mountain to perform the apprenticeship ceremony."
"Yes, thank you Immortal Master, thank you Master..."
When the young man stood up, his eyes were already filled with hope.
…
Feiyun Sect, living room.
Lin Zhao didn't say goodbye, but just took out a lot of talismans. He had accumulated a lot before, so there were also a lot of pure heart talismans, rain praying talismans, bravery talismans, divine speed talismans, immobilization talismans, etc.
I only took out four of the Zhao Sword Talisman, each of which was of a sky-high price. As for the Sky Thunder Talisman, the Spear-like Forest Talisman, the Iron Cavalry Killing Formation Talisman and other high-level Talismans, I didn't take out them for fear of scaring the people of the Feiyun Sect.
But even so, when he saw the four golden sword-lighting talismans, Qin Fei could hardly control his emotions. These sword-lighting talismans were genuine treasures in the world, and only those Shanmen with sufficient knowledge could
There are one or two sword-lighting talismans. The last time I saw a sword-lighting talisman, it was in the palace of the Xu Dynasty. It was a sword-lighting talisman treasured by Zhao Qian, the national master. Moreover, the aura and courage of the sword-lighting talisman were simply incomparable to those in front of me.
The four photos of the sword are compared with each other.
The most valuable thing about the Sword Illumination Talisman is that it can store part of the sword power, and when needed, suddenly burst out with power far beyond your own to kill powerful enemies with a combined attack!
In addition, those speed talismans and immobilization talismans are also extremely rare and top-quality talismans in the human world. It can be said that Lin Zhao's price is still a bit low!
Lin Zhao did some calculations and said with a smile: "Total all together, it's 127 gold mullet coins."
"..."
Several elders of the Feiyun Sect were dumbfounded. They did not expect that this thing would be so expensive. Several ignorant worshipers shook their heads. This brat was clearly a charlatan. He had deceived everyone into the Feiyun Sect. His death was not far away.
!
Who would have thought that the ancestor Qin Fei knew the best, nodded and said with a smile: "It is indeed worth the money, come here, take 127 gold mullet coins from the warehouse and give it to Shaoxia Lin!"
Soon after, 127 unbound golden mullet coins appeared in Lin Zhao's package again. It felt so good to have money. Lin Zhao even wanted to take out more talismans and sell them to Feiyun Sect. I am in Baihua Tianxia
Wouldn't it be wonderful to be the richest man? But then he thought about how much the Feiyun Sect had. These 127 golden mullet coins had already made the sect leaders and elders look pained. He would take out more.
I'm afraid they can't afford it, and the higher the grade of the talisman they take out, the more murderous the opponent will be.
This Qin Fei looks like an old immortal who has attained enlightenment on the mountain, but in front of high-level talismans such as the Sky Thunder Talisman and the Iron Cavalry Killing Formation Talisman, it is hard to say whether his will will waver, putting his own safety to the test of others.
Human nature, this is so stupid.
"Young Master Lin."
Qin Fei lightly cupped her fists and said, "The Feiyun Sect has an unkind request. I hope Shaoxia Lin can agree..."
"oh?"
Lin Zhao smiled and said: "Senior, just say it directly."
"good."
Qin Fei's posture was very low and said: "Feiyun Sect admires Shaoxia's talent in drawing talismans. I also privately believe that Shaoxia is the best talisman master in the world. Therefore, Feiyun Sect wants to hire Shaoxia as the top master of the sect.
Guest, your status is the same as that of the sect master. You can withdraw up to one hundred gold mulberry coins from the sect's treasury every year, and you have the power of life and death in our Feiyun sect. The conditions are also very simple. The talisman drawn by the young knight
, just sell it to Feiyun Sect first, Feiyun Sect is not willing to put too many restrictions on the young hero, do you think this is okay?"
"ah?!"
Lin Zhao was startled, and hurriedly and respectfully clasped his fists at Qin Fei, saying: "Senior, I'm sorry to obey. Lin Zhao is used to being idle. He is just a passer-by in this world. Maybe he will travel far away one day. It's really inappropriate.
I am willing to delay your sect, and thank you for your kindness, senior, and please rest assured that if Lin Zhao draws a new talisman again, he will definitely go up the mountain again and sell it to the Feiyun Sect first."
"..."
Qin Fei hesitated for a few seconds, and then said, "In that case, there is no need to embarrass the young hero."
"Okay, then I'll go down the mountain."
Lin Zhao smiled: "We still have to travel far."
"Okay, I will personally send the young hero off!"
After a polite conversation, Lin Zhao finally went down the mountain alone, feeling at ease.
…
In the living room.
An elder gritted his teeth and said: "This Lin Zhao is just a sword cultivator in the Purple Mansion Realm at most. His sword power is so weak. Why should the ancestor be so polite to him? I can just imprison him in the mountain and let him continue to work for me."
The Feiyun Sect writes talismans and even saves a lot of money, so why do you have to give in to him like that?"
Qin Fei narrowed his eyes: "A good horse cannot be forced to press its head. Don't you understand this? Rather than tearing each other's faces, it is better to form a good relationship."
"yes."
The elder nodded and smiled: "Ancestor is wise!"
…
On the way down the mountain.
Lin Zhao glanced and saw a familiar figure from a distance. It was Chen Changsheng. He was led up the mountain by a disciple of the Feiyun Sect in red. Did he succeed in becoming a disciple?
What a good thing!
But just when Lin Zhao was happy for Chen Changsheng, the red-clothed disciple swept away and led Chen Changsheng into a dense forest, which was the direction of the valley behind the mountain. This was not right, Fei
All the disciples of the Yun Sect were on the mountain, so how could any of them go to the back mountain? Could it be that there was something fishy? So, Lin Zhao stepped on Feijian Hongye, suppressed his sword intent, and followed him quietly and silently.
In the back mountain, in the valley.
Liu Yu led Chen Changsheng along the narrow mountain road. The further they went, the more Lin Zhao frowned. The back mountain was a bit unusual. He actually smelled a demonic aura. He had been in the snowy Tianchi all year round.
Lin Zhao, who has dealt with the demon clan, is very familiar with this kind of aura. He can be sure that it must be the aura of the demon clan. However, Cuiwei Mountain is full of human monks. Why is there a demon aura?
"Master..."
Although Chen Changsheng was blunt by nature, he seemed to have seen some clues and said, "Aren't you going to take me up the mountain to become a disciple? Why did the master bring me to the back mountain?"
"all the same."
At this time, Liu Yu's expression was already quite ferocious. He took out a key and opened a mechanism on the mountain wall. Suddenly, a fishy wind blew in his face. In front of Chen Changsheng, there was a demon fox with ferocious eyes.
, this is a three-level demon fox, but it has not transformed. It is shrouded in aura, and under its feet are human bones. This is using human flesh and blood to warm the aura of the demon fox, and then Liu Yu absorbs it from the demon fox.
Using the spiritual energy for one's own use is the so-called Feiyun Sect raising spiritual beasts.
"Do not be afraid."
Liu Yu's eyes were ferocious and he said with a smile: "It only hurts for a while. Soon your flesh and blood will become nutrients for the spiritual beasts raised by the master, and these nutrients will eventually be refined by the master. By then, you Chen
Immortality has become a part of the master, doesn’t it also make a contribution to the master?”
"Master, I...I don't want to be a disciple anymore!"
The young man was so frightened that he turned around and walked away, but he couldn't get away when Liu Yu's fingers like eagle claws grabbed his shoulders and directly carried him and threw him towards the demon fox in the cage.
…
The upper realm, the sea of heavens.
The sea water suddenly surged, and then a sword energy cut through the sea surface. The sea was immediately stained with blood, and an extremely huge dragon corpse surfaced. It died in a very miserable way. It was beheaded. Moreover, this was a dragon corpse.
The genus of the thirteen realm dragon.
"Snapped!"
A light figure stood on top of the dragon's head. It was Yan Beichen, the Great Sword Immortal of the Thirteenth Level. He smiled and looked at the Fourteenth Level Sword Cultivator hovering in the wind and said, "Is something wrong?"
