Since he had made the top-level talisman, Lu Ping, who was in high spirits, kept trying to make the top-level talisman for the next month. Unfortunately, he only succeeded twice. However, the success rate of making top-grade and middle-grade talismans was greatly increased.
Early in the morning at the end of the month, Lu Ping took a package full of talismans and walked to the market outside the courtyard.
Because the competition in other courtyards was about to take place, the city was very lively, and there were even many foundation-building monks flying across the sky, attracting envious eyes.
Lu Ping handed over a spirit stone, found a location in Fangshi, put the mask he got from the management monk in Fangshi on his face, and opened the package. Thirty-six low-grade talismans, thirty-six medium-grade talismans,
Six high-grade talismans were placed on top. These six high-grade talismans were mostly auxiliary spells, powerful attack and defense spells, and Lu Ping was not willing to take them out.
Lu Ping's talisman attracted others' attention as soon as he took it out, and soon a green-robed monk came to ask about the price.
"A low-grade talisman has three spiritual stones for each, a medium-grade talisman has one spiritual stone, and a high-grade talisman has three spiritual stones." Lu Ping changed his tone and replied coldly.
Since a middle-aged monk who made talismans he met in Fangshi disappeared without any reason two years ago, Lu Ping has been acting cautiously in Fangshi.
The monk was very skilled in making talismans and had the eighth level of blood refining mana. He was very famous among the blood refining monks and was very helpful in advising Lu Ping. However, after accidentally making a top-level talisman, he was no longer popular in the market.
Careful to let it slip, Lu Ping never saw him again. His relatives and friends searched thousands of miles around, but no one was found alive or dead.
After Lu Ping advanced to the seventh level of blood refining, he believed that his level of talisman making surpassed that of the missing talisman-making monk, so he was naturally more concerned about his own safety.
The green-robed monk who inquired gave a wry smile and said, "Is this fellow Taoist a bit expensive?"
Lu Ping still said coldly: "The quality of this talisman is somewhat more powerful than that of the same level."
Hearing this, the green-robed monk picked up a medium-grade talisman, felt the spiritual power in it, and said, "Sure enough." After saying that, he wanted to say something else, but when he saw Lu Ping's cold face, he shook his head and said:
"The middle-grade diamond talisman, the golden sword talisman, and the wind talisman are each one, and the low-grade talismans are also these three kinds of talismans, three of each."
"A total of six low-grade spiritual stones." Lu Ping felt happy, it was a good start, but he still said coldly.
The green-robed monk reluctantly took out six spiritual stones, then took the twelve talismans handed over by Lu Ping. He turned to leave, but suddenly turned around again, gritted his teeth and said, "This is top-grade ice."
Get a thorn talisman too! This month’s benefits are all given to fellow Taoists." He looked like he was risking his life.
Lu Ping got nine spiritual stones at once, and he was naturally happy.
The green-robed monk took the lead, and other monks bought three or two pieces one after another. Lu Ping was extremely excited when he saw the number of spiritual stones he received increasing, but he still pretended to be cold on the surface.
Among them were many disciples from other schools whom Lu Ping knew. Even the eldest disciple Yao Yong and the fourth disciple Shi Lingling of his own team also bought one high-grade talisman, four medium-grade talismans and several low-grade talismans from Lu Ping respectively.
Lu Ping clicked his tongue. He originally thought that by the late stage of blood refining, his benefits were already very high, but it seemed that he still couldn't compare with the seniors on the eighth and ninth floors. What's more, according to rumors, the two of them had good backgrounds and similar backgrounds.
It is much better for me to be an ordinary citizen.
In just one morning, Lu Ping harvested sixty-six low-grade spiritual stones, which was a fortune that Lu Ping had never touched before. Lu Ping used ten spiritual stones to buy the talisman paper and spiritual ink needed to make the talisman.
The remaining fifty or so spiritual stones will be prepared for the competition.
Lu Ping came to Duobao Pavilion, an attic in the center of the city. Lu Ping had never been here before and couldn't afford it! The lowest-selling items here were low-level magic weapons that could only be activated in the late stages of blood refining. Generally made
It's all the business of monks in the hemolytic stage.
Lu Ping entered Lingbao Pavilion with a nervous mood. An old man came forward with a smile and said: "This little fellow Taoist, welcome to this pavilion. May I ask if you need anything?"
Lu Ping calmed down, saluted the old man, and said: "Old man, you are polite. I want to buy an offensive magic weapon. It is my first time to come to your pavilion. I don't know what it is, so I would like to ask my senior for advice."
It's not that Lu Ping is shallow and gave up his knowledge as soon as he came up, but Lu Ping really doesn't know much about it, and Duobao Pavilion has always had a good reputation, even a blood refining monk like him has heard about it, so he
When you come up, ask the old man for advice. If you are secretive and pretend to understand, you will make the other party unhappy, and you will be the one who suffers.
Hearing this, the old man chuckled, obviously quite satisfied with Lu Ping's performance, and said: "My little fellow Taoist, please come this way!"
Lu Ping followed the old man to one side of the first floor, which was obviously the place where low-level magic weapons were placed. He picked out three magic weapons, one sword, one seal, and one fan, and said: "These three are among the low-level magic weapons."
Among all the instruments, they are all pretty good." After saying that, he looked at Lu Ping and continued: "My little fellow Taoist has a solid foundation. To activate these three instruments, you don't have to suffer from a lack of magic power like other seventh-level blood refining monks.
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When the old man looked at him, Lu Ping felt a chill pouring from the top of his head to the soles of his feet, as if he had been seen through by the old man. Could this be the spiritual consciousness that monks in the hemolytic stage can have? Lu Ping was more cautious and said respectfully: "
Please give me more advice, senior!"
The old man said "hmm" and nodded: "The name of this sword is 'Speed Lightning'. Its attack power is the lowest among the three magic weapons, but its attack speed is the highest. It is flexible and changeable, and compared to the other two, it requires less
It has the lowest mana; this seal is called 'Landslide' and is the most powerful, but requires the highest mana."
After saying that, he glanced at Lu Ping and continued: "With the current spiritual power of my little fellow Taoist, it is enough. This third magical weapon is called the 'Flame Fan', which can spray out a burst of spiritual fire to hurt the enemy."
, the quality is between the two. I wonder which magical weapon Xiaodao Youxin belongs to?"
Lu Ping thought to himself: "I can barely control this magical weapon, so why should I care about its flexibility? I just want to be able to hurt the enemy with one blow, so forget about this sword and this fan. I only need this mountain-shaped magical weapon."
enough."
The old man kept looking at Lu Ping with a smile. Seeing Lu Ping come back to his senses, he knew that he had made a decision, so he asked: "Which magic weapon is it?"
Lu Ping said: "Thank you, senior, for your advice. I have already made a decision. I want this 'Landslide'. May I ask, senior, how much is this magic weapon worth?"
The old man stroked his beard and said with a smile: "My little Taoist friend has good vision. This 'landslide' is enough for my little Taoist brother to use until the middle stage of foundation building. This is the first time that my little Taoist friend has paid attention to this pavilion. I have made the decision without permission. I will give you a 10% discount and four
Fifteen spirit stones are enough."
Lu Ping was stunned for a moment. Although it was his first time to buy a magic weapon, it didn't mean that he didn't know the price of the magic weapon. Ordinary low-level magic weapons only cost about thirty spirit stones. One like this one is worth fifty spirit stones.
This was the first time for Lu Ping to encounter a magic weapon. Looking at the old man's appearance, and recalling the comments he had heard from many monks about Lingbao Pavilion, Lu Ping gritted his teeth and said, "I bought it!"