Chapter 140, Spirit Stone Fu

Chen Miao didn't care about the attitude of the two of them, stood in place and released his consciousness slightly, and leaned towards the path.

The divine consciousness entered the fiery red haze, and slightly felt a scorching sting, and there was a rich flame power in it.

The corners of Chen Miao's mouth were slightly hooked, and she hurriedly turned around and walked in the direction of the exit of Hualong City.

After a while, Chen Miao came to the bustling street, and there were many fewer monks setting up stalls on the roadside than before, which was probably because of this registration.

The street was a little noisy, and all kinds of shouts and discussions kept ringing, and Chen Miao quickened her pace and walked towards her stall.

Before he walked to the front of the stall, a white-haired old man bowed his hand slightly and said lightly.

"Fellow Daoist, I haven't seen you for a long time, and my cultivation has improved a lot!"

Chen Miaoxun followed the prestige, saw the person's appearance clearly, and hurriedly arched his hand, with a smile on his face, and spoke.

"It's my brother! You don't sell medicinal herbs all the time, why did you change your career to sell spell talismans!"

The white-haired old man shook his head slightly, spread his hands, and said with a helpless look on his face.

"The last time Daoyou bought all my medicinal herbs, I no longer have a medicinal herb business!

When Chen Miao heard this, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth and she spoke.

"Is this talisman business easy to do?"

The white-haired old man waved his hand and let out a long sigh before he spoke.

"This business is not easy to do! Once the drawing rune fails, it will be a loss! It will not be much! A pile of blank rune paper is only two spirit stones, but the success rate is also pitifully low, and it would be good to produce two pieces of blank rune paper!"

Chen Miao nodded slightly, touched her chin, and spoke.

"Are these talismans easy to sell?"

The white-haired old man hurriedly shook his head and said with a dejected face.

"What is it good to sell? It's good to sell one a day, and one talisman is only two low-grade spirit stones!"

A smile appeared at the corner of Chen Miao's mouth, and she hurriedly spoke.

"Brother, I'm looking for you to do business!"

The white-haired old man had a faint bad premonition, and hurriedly asked.

"What business do you want to do? Let's hear it!"

A wicked smile appeared at the corner of Chen Miao's mouth and she spoke.

"How many talismans does my brother have? I want to make a deal with you!"

When the white-haired old man heard this, his face was full of joy, and he hurriedly spoke.

"Daoist friends originally said that this is a deal! Little Lao'er has more than 400 low-level runes and two middle-level runes here, I don't know how much is needed?"

Chen Miao nodded slightly, raised her hand and touched her chin, and spoke.

"A low-level rune is a spirit stone, and a middle-level rune is twenty spirit stones!"

When the white-haired old man heard this, his brows furrowed slightly, and he pondered for a moment, but he still nodded and spoke.

"Okay! Although I don't know what you want these low-level talismans for? The businessman doesn't ask about the use, let's make a deal!"

The white-haired old man made his right hand, and four talismans made of yellow paper appeared in his hand, and he spoke.

"Fellow Daoists, please!"

The corners of Chen Miao's mouth were slightly hooked, and with a wave of his hand, he put away the talisman and spoke.

"Don't count, I want it!"

Chen Miao raised her hand and waved, and a storage bag slowly floated towards the white-haired old man.

The white-haired old man hurriedly arched his hand and put away the storage bag before speaking.

"Daoyou can be regarded as a big favor for the little old man, I don't know how to sell these talismans in the Year of the Monkey!"

A smile appeared at the corner of Chen Miao's mouth, and she waved her hand before she spoke.

"Draw talismans well and strive to become a talisman master as soon as possible!"

When the white-haired old man heard this, he hurriedly arched his hand and said with a grateful face.

"Thank you Daoyou, this grace is the same as reconstruction, please accept the little old man!"

The white-haired old man lifted his white robe and was about to kneel, but Chen Miao said lightly.

"It's not enough to worry about small things, the reason why my business is so prosperous is inseparable from the publicity of the two at that time, and I want to thank the two of you!"

The middle-aged man, who had never spoken, hurriedly waved his hand and said lightly.

"Daoyou is serious, the two of us are also taking money to do things!"

Chen Miao hurriedly shook his head and spoke.

"Regardless of whether you use money to do things or not, after all, you helped me publicize! Chen expressed his deep gratitude for this!"

The two nodded slightly, but without speaking, Chen Miao walked in the direction where the fishy moon was.

The Blood Demon and the Bloody Moon are constantly busy, trading all sorts of strange things handed over by many monks.

Bloodfiend hurriedly handed over the two storage bags and continued to get busy.

Everyone present has become accustomed to it, and the two giants who are busy are just puppets, and this is the real master.

Chen Miao put away the two bags with his hand, turned around and walked in the direction of the collective palace, looking east and west along the way, studying whether there were any suitable good things.

After a while, Chen Miao came to his room, sat cross-legged on the futon, took out a low-level talisman, looked at it carefully, Chen Miao touched his chin and fell into thought.

After a long time, a smile appeared on the corner of Chen Miao's mouth and muttered softly.

"Using Dansha beast blood and other materials to draw talismans, can the forbidden formation also be sealed in the yellow paper talisman?

Chen Miao took out a blank piece of yellow paper, and the magic tricks in his hand continued to be typed out one after another, and they were submerged into the yellow paper, and strange blood-colored runes appeared on the yellow paper runes.

A smile appeared at the corner of Chen Miao's mouth, and the magic trick in his hand sped up a few points.

At this moment, the yellow paper talisman suddenly burned automatically, turning into bits of fly ash.

Chen Miao's eyes stared at the boss, thinking that he was dazzled, and kept rubbing his eyes.

Chen Miao took out a blank yellow paper talisman again and began to type out the magic trick, but what he finally got was still a little bit of fly ash.

Chen Miao was not reconciled, and continued to take out the blank yellow paper talisman, and kept making talismans.

Chen Miao was a little confused, isn't it recorded in the classics that the formation can be sealed in the paper talisman? Why can't it be done at this moment?

Chen Miao frowned, took out a low-level talisman again, and observed it carefully.

After a moment's effort, Chen Miao came back to his senses and muttered.

"The top of the talisman is painted with dansha, and this is a direct ban! If it is spontaneous combustion, it can only mean that this method will not work!"

Chen Miao's mind flashed, a smug smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, she raised her hand and flipped it, several low-level spirit stones appeared in her hand, she carefully took out a spirit stone, and looked at it carefully.

This low-grade spirit stone was only half the size of a palm, and the spiritual power inside was slowly flowing, like earthworms.

Chen Miao raised his index finger slightly, and with a slight stroke, he cut off a thin piece of spirit stone, this thin piece of spirit stone, although the aura leaked, it was still a little thin aura.

A smile appeared at the corner of Chen Miao's mouth, and the magic tricks in his hand continued to be punched out one after another, and countless blood-colored runes slowly burrowed into this thin spirit stone.

The blood-colored runes gradually fused with the spirit stones, and the dense runes on it were clearly visible, exuding a powerful spiritual power fluctuation.

Chen Miao's face was full of joy, and the magic trick in his hand quickly stopped, carefully looked at this thin spirit stone, and said secretly in his heart.

It seems that his idea still works, and he integrated the formation prohibition into the spirit stone, but the spirit stone did not shatter.

Chen Miao's face was full of pride, she took out more spirit stones and began to make thin spirit stone tablets.

Time flickered, and most of the day's efforts passed, and there were hundreds of blood-colored spirit stone tablets in front of Chen Miao's body.

The order of the runes above is not quite the same, they are all some strange formations.

Of course, the formations here are mostly attacked, and there are very few defenses.

Chen Miao raised his hand and waved all these finished spirit stone pieces away, and named them Spirit Stone Fu.

Chen Miao's face was full of joy, he took out a thin spirit stone talisman in his hand, gently crushed it, and the whole person's figure disappeared from the spot in an instant, and the next second it appeared on the lively street.

The joy on Chen Miao's face became a little stronger, and she muttered.

"It seems that my idea has succeeded! This spirit stone talisman does have unimaginable miraculous effects!"