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Chapter 25: Fire Rain Technique

A few more days passed.

There was a sudden heavy rain at night, and the big raindrops hit the tiles wildly.

Different from when he woke up a year ago, now Lu Zhong can rent a brand new small courtyard by himself with his talisman making skills, and can practice in a dry and comfortable environment.

Suddenly the door opened wide, and then six small fireballs flew out and exploded in the open space of the yard.

"It's done! The Qingyang Fire Rain Technique is completed!"

Lu Zhong's face was full of excitement.

After working hard for so long, he finally mastered this spell.

Qingyang Fire and Rain Technique, the first secret technique to be mastered!

Recalling the feeling just now, Lu Zhong made the secrets in his hands and muttered words.

After a while, five more small fireballs condensed.

His Clear Yang Fire Rain spell was successfully cast again.

Although the number of small fireballs was a bit small, far less than the dozens of fireballs that Yu Qing cast here that day, Lu Zhong was already satisfied with it.

After all, there is a huge difference in strength between the two, and their understanding and proficiency in spells are also different. It is normal for the gap to exist.

Lu Zhong estimated the cost of casting the spell and found that if he could cast the Qingyang Fire and Rain spell at most three times, his spiritual power would be unsustainable.

At first glance, it seems that the number of spells cast is a bit low.

But how many monks in the early stage of Qi refining can withstand the Qingyang Fire Rain Technique three times?

It should be noted that Qingyang Fire Rain Technique is a secret technique, and it is also a fire spell that is famous for its power. Its power is only higher than that of Fire Ball Technique. It is not easy to resist the attack of Fire Rain Technique.

Putting aside those sect disciples and monks from big families, there are very few casual cultivators who can own defensive magic weapons in the early stage of Qi refining. In fact, many casual cultivators cannot afford defensive magic weapons because they are poor.

Therefore, most of them only attack but not defend, and at most they bring some arrow-avoiding talismans.

Now Lu Zhong has a good chance of winning against casual cultivators of the same level.

Starting from a rookie who knew nothing, he has made such great progress in just the past year. This is definitely a huge achievement.



After walking out of the gate of Xingwu Pavilion, Lu Zhong sighed secretly.

As expected, after thoroughly controlling the channels for the talismans, Xingwuge immediately joined two other chambers of commerce to lower the purchase price for the finished talismans.

Nowadays, the purchase price of a Qixuan Arrow Avoidance Talisman is only eight talismans.

Taking into account the rising prices of raw materials, his income from making a Qixuan Arrow Avoidance Talisman was reduced to five talisman dollars.

Compared with before, the profit was nearly 30% less.

"It seems that I still need to go to the mutual aid association meeting in the afternoon." Lu Zhong thought in his heart.

After noon, he arrived at Qingliufang Pier.

The pier has changed a lot compared to before. The simple trestle was overthrown and rebuilt, and the piers were all replaced by large logs as thick as a basin. Even a fully loaded carriage could not crush it.

There were a dozen or so large and small ships parked sparsely on the berths on both sides.

At this moment, there are mortal coolies loading and unloading goods, which are heavy goods such as ore and wood.

The ship heading to Dihuazhou was parked among these large cargo ships with thousands of materials. At this moment, there were two monks on board. They were an old man in sixties and a female monk wearing an emerald green dress and a jasper hairpin.

Lu Zhong, who often runs a stall, recognized these two people. They were fellow casual cultivators who, like him, made a living by making talismans.

"Lv Zhong has met two fellow Taoists."

"It's Fellow Daoist Lu. There's no need to be so polite. We are all acquaintances." The 60-year-old man, often called Mr. Dong, raised his head. When he saw it was Lu Zhong, he smiled and held his hand.

The woman next to her had an average appearance, but she behaved like a lady, and she was very polite.

The two parties exchanged names, and Lu Zhong learned that the female cultivator was named Huang Shuyuan.

After the greetings, the three of them sat in the cabin and started chatting.

Speaking of the upcoming rally, Huang Shuyuan expressed her opinion and expressed that she was not optimistic about it.

"We are all casual cultivators. We are just like scattered sand. I don't think this mutual aid meeting will have any effect."

At the end of the story, she was very pessimistic, thinking that the mutual aid would eventually become someone's money-making tool.

The opposite attitude is that of Mr. Dong, who is very optimistic about the future of the mutual aid association.

"What do you, a little girl, know? With the mutual aid association, we casual cultivators and talisman makers can unite together. Then we will have the confidence to face those big chambers of commerce, and it will be easier to fight for the benefits we deserve."

The two argued endlessly about this, while Lu Zhong watched quietly from the side.

But none of them could convince anyone, so the debate had to end there.

After a while, seeing that it was almost time for the party, Mr. Dong saw that the trestle was still empty, so he shouted to the boatman who was punting the boat: "Boatman, there should be no one else coming, let's sail the boat!"

The boat sailed upstream and arrived at Dihuazhou in just half a quarter of an hour.

A green grassy area has been set up as a venue, with a large round table made of solid wood.

Around the round table, there are twelve seats.

Lu Zhong took a look and found that nine chairs were already occupied by people, all of whom were casual cultivators in the market who made a living by making talismans.

After casually finding a seat, Chen Shaoyan took the initiative to come over and smiled at Lu Zhong: "With the three of you, only fellow Taoist Li is not here. The meeting will start when he arrives."

"Is it Fellow Taoist Li Dongli?" Lu Zhong asked curiously.

Li Dong used to be a well-known talisman maker in Yanling Mountain, so it is logical that he would not come when the mutual aid association was established.

"It's none other than Fellow Daoist Li!" Chen Shaoyan said.

Talk about Cao Cao, Cao Cao is here.

Li Dong held a little boy in his hand, greeted others, and walked into the venue.

"Okay, now that everyone is here, let's start the gathering right away." Chen Shaoyan said.

As the founder of the Talisman Makers Mutual Aid Association, he has the obligation to host this gathering.

"First tell me how to help each other?" Huang Shuyuan, a female talisman maker, said.

"Well, that's what I want to say." Chen Shaoyan did not show any displeasure because of being interrupted. Instead, he agreed with Huang Shuyuan's statement.

Such actions naturally make people feel good.

Some monks who were originally not optimistic about the Mutual Aid Association began to listen carefully.

Chen Shaoyan's eyes swept over everyone, and he continued with a deep tone: "You must have felt that after the three major chambers of commerce monopolized the market, the seriousness of the damage to the interests of the Talisman Makers like us, and it is foreseeable that they will

They will be forced step by step until the last drop of oil and water is squeezed out of us!"

His words resonated with everyone.

Recently, some people have discovered that if they want to make the same amount of money as before, they have to spend a lot more time making talismans every day. In addition, in order to restore spiritual power to draw talismans, some rejuvenation pills have also become necessary expenses.

.

The talismans that I worked so hard to draw were easily stolen by those big chambers of commerce.

No matter who it was, his heart would definitely be filled with resentment.

Seeing many people looking at him expectantly, Chen Shaoyan slammed the table and said loudly: "So in order to regain the benefits we deserve, should we continue to remain silent?"

"Of course not!" a casual cultivator responded immediately.

Others, including Lu Zhong, also believe that the status quo needs to be changed.

Otherwise, if this continues, everyone present will become a money-making tool for the big chamber of commerce.

Seeing that people's hearts can be used, Chen Shaoyan finally stopped covering up and immediately expressed his thoughts.

"I decided to call on everyone to strike with me!"


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