Chen Li opened the door and luxuriously activated a 'guidance sign'.
As the talisman burned out quickly.
The next moment, the colorful colors of the world gradually faded away, leaving only black and white in front of me.
"There is another dangerous place." Chen Li secretly noted the location and walked towards the door.
The name "Guide Talisman" is easily misunderstood, thinking that it refers to a direction or a road. In fact, it refers to a way to survive. It can identify dangerous information such as evil spirits or evil spirits in the surrounding area, allowing people to seek good luck and avoid evil.
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Its range of action is about a hundred meters in radius.
It means that these 'dangerous places' are all in shantytowns. There may be many reasons. The ghosts and monsters raised in the house, and the magic weapons that emit evil spirits may trigger the reaction of the guide.
Unlike the fuss he made at the beginning, he is now well-informed. Of course, the most important thing is that he is no longer as incompetent as he was when he first crossed over.
Not to mention the Willow Leaf Dart, which is his trump card, he has already mastered it.
Just say "spiritual power snaps".
This originally trivial spell, which was originally the lowest level, seemed to have mutated after reaching the 'expert' proficiency level, and its power became considerable. It can penetrate gold and cracked rocks within ten meters, and it still has a certain lethality at twenty meters.
The most important thing is that this spell is not like more advanced spells, which require incantations and hand skills and are slow to activate. This spell only requires a thought, and he can activate it instantly, just like instinct.
Chen Li believed that as long as he was close enough and the other party had no means of defense or was intentionally on guard, it would be difficult for ordinary casual cultivators to avoid his sneak attack.
Strength is confidence.
He no longer needs to be as overly cautious as he was at the beginning.
Of course, it is undoubtedly safest to try to avoid these dangerous areas.
…
In the early morning, the crowds in the market were sparse, and it was not the busiest time yet. Chen Li was choosing a place to set up his stall.
During this time, he had already become familiar with this place.
Because I came early enough, there were still many good spots to set up stalls.
He chose a location near the intersection, took out an animal skin from the cloth pocket he carried and spread it on the ground. He also took out a wooden board with prices written on it, and laid out all the talismans he had drawn during this period.
Just placing two evil-proof charms is undoubtedly a bit monotonous and embarrassing.
If those low-level talismans can be sold, it will be a profit.
After doing all this, Chen Li sat on the stone and began to wait nervously for the customers to come.
People were coming and going on the road, and Chen Li welcomed his first customer, a young female nun, not long after he had been seated.
The other party squatted on the ground and picked through it: "They are all the lowest-level talismans. Is there any lightening talisman?"
"No, that's all."
Just when he thought the business couldn't continue, the other party said the next sentence:
"Then give me a talisman to ward off evil spirits. Alas! You don't have enough here."
As he said that, he handed over a spiritual stone.
Chen Li reached out in a daze to take the spirit stone, which was still warm, and held it tightly.
He felt that even if ten or twenty years passed, he would never forget this young female nun who looked 17 or 18 years old and had baby fat. She would still remember the goose-yellow robe that looked extremely bright in the sun.
And the violent heartbeat at this moment.
When the female cultivator walked away, Chen Li loosened his hand slightly and squinted his eyes. He didn't dare to look too much. He looked around with a hint of vigilance and quickly put the spirit stone into his inner lining pocket.
After a long time, his excitement slowly calmed down.
"People are poor but have short ambitions!"
He smiled self-deprecatingly and cursed himself for not having seen the world.
It was just an ordinary transaction, but it turned out to be so thrilling.
It's just a spiritual stone.
With this hand-made talisman skill, when I earn ten talismans a month or a hundred talismans a year, I will not be happy and crazy.
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Next, his good luck seemed to run out. During this period, in addition to selling a guiding talisman for five pounds of gold, it was not until noon that he could sell another evil-proofing talisman in his hand.
After closing the stall, Chen Li went straight to the Talisman Shop of the Immortality Sect with two spiritual stones in hand.
"One cut of talisman paper and three kilograms of gold! Ten pieces of low-grade talisman skin and one low-grade spiritual stone... I received one low-grade spiritual stone and the remaining three kilograms of gold." A clerk said loudly in a measured tone.
Chen Li endured the pain and finished paying.
He originally wanted to buy a book on the craftsmanship of making talisman skins, but was forced back by the price of six low-grade spiritual stones.
Knowledge in this world is more expensive than Chen Li imagined, and it is highly monopolized. It is unknown in other places. At least in this city, no one dares to pirate it.
After leaving the Talisman Shop, he went to the Lingmi Shop and bought ten kilograms of Lingmi extravagantly.
The two spiritual stones were empty even before they were warm to the touch.
"She is really a money-maker and a flower in the city. I want to take it home with her."
As Chen Li walked, he sighed in his heart. His feet seemed to have instinctively reached a building with carved beams and beams.
There are two big red lanterns hanging at the door of the building, and the misty pink light exudes an ambiguous atmosphere.
A young female nun yawned and came out of the door. When she saw a regular customer, her eyes couldn't help but light up:
"Oh, isn't this Fellow Daoist Chen? You haven't been here for a long time. Have you forgotten our sisters? Come on, come in and sit down and have a cup of hot tea."
The female cultivator was wearing a red palace dress as thin as cicada wings. She may have just gotten up, and she still had a lazy and tired look on her face. Although she did not apply makeup, her face was beautiful, and Pingting's figure was charming.
His temperament exudes an aura of temptation all over his body.
'Is this the legendary Goulan female cultivator who practices evil secret arts that can erode people's bones and absorb their marrow?'
'Sure enough, it's better than on earth...'
Chen Li took one look and couldn't help but blush. He didn't dare to look any further. Before the female cultivator could get closer, he quickly quickened his pace: "Unfortunately, something happened today. Let's talk about it next time. Next time."
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Such a small episode did not affect Chen Li's happy mood at all.
As he walked home, his steps were brisk, and everything in front of him seemed to come alive.
He looked at the weird big trees with teeth and claws, the small fish swimming among the water plants when passing by the stream, the beautiful birds flying overhead, and even the unknown yellow flowers blooming on the roadside, and never tired of it.
He looked towards the smoky mountains in the distance:
"I wonder what the world outside the mountain col is like?"
There are almost no mortals here. The lowest level is composed of casual cultivators, and above that are the high-ranking sect disciples and the huge forces behind them. Although the biggest survival crisis has been resolved now.
But here, life is really not easy.
There is no hope for him in cultivation, and now he just wants to live a more comfortable life.
But don’t rush!
Let’s earn a hundred spirit stones first.
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When passing by his neighbor's house, he deliberately stopped for a while carrying a rice bag specially made by the Changsheng Pai Rice Shop.
It's a pity that the nun with harsh words doesn't seem to be here today.