Chapter Fifty-Seven: Becoming a Middle-Grade Talisman Master
It was already dark.
Langya County Government.
Zhang Jing followed the route in his memory and went straight to the palace where Senior Brother Yan was.
Knock knock!
He knocked lightly on the door, but unexpectedly, there was a huge movement like a drum, and the sound resounded throughout the county government.
And then - boom!
The bronze gate collapsed.
See what you see.
Zhang Jing couldn't help but shrink his neck, and a trace of embarrassment suddenly appeared on his face.
Only then did he remember that after he broke through the middle stage of Qi training, his body had also undergone a huge transformation, and the terrifying power contained in it had already exceeded his imagination.
It's all because this gate looks quite heavy, which caused me to subconsciously use all my strength.
Stomp β
Footsteps rang out suddenly, accompanied by a loud shout.
"That demon doesn't have long eyes, but he came here directly?!"
Not much.
Senior Brother Yan stood in front of the palace gate with a dull gaze, pointed to the bronze gate on the ground, and asked Zhang Jing:
"Senior brother, don't tell senior brother, you did it."
"Senior Brother Yan, I'm really sorry," Zhang Jing looked ashamed and whispered, "But your door is really not strong, it's time to change ......."
As soon as this remark came out.
Senior Brother Yan was almost laughed at.
"I'm not going toβhuh?" Halfway through the words, the other party suddenly reacted, and after feeling the breath on Zhang Jing's body, he asked in surprise: "Senior brother, have you made a breakthrough in cultivation?" Mid-stage of Qi refining! β
"Thanks to Senior Brother's blessing, Senior Brother broke through to the fourth layer of Qi Refining last night." Zhang Jing replied with a smile.
Suddenly.
I saw Senior Brother Yan circling around Zhang Jing in a circle, and said in surprise: "Good guy, Senior Brother, you want to catch up with those two in cultivation." β
The voice fell.
Zhang Jing understood who the other party was talking about.
Seeing Senior Brother Yan say this, he couldn't help but ask curiously:
"Senior brother, how are those two cultivators now?"
"As far as I know, it should be the appearance of entering the fifth layer of Qi refining for the first time, but the actual strength shown is a bit exaggerated. Brother, you are busy making talismans, so you may not know very well. Those two are now extremely active on the battlefield ahead, and they are very famous. β
Then he seemed to think of something, and saw Senior Brother Yan look up at Zhang Jing and said with a smile:
"But the junior brother is not bad."
"I didn't expect that I would retreat for a few days to make talismans, and you almost lifted the temporary fang market."
"Senior brother is serious." Zhang Jing shook his head and said with a smile.
"Okay, Senior Brother," Senior Brother Yan led Zhang Jing towards the palace, and asked curiously, "I came to find Senior Brother this time, but what is the matter?" β
See to get to the point.
Zhang Jing couldn't help but look pale, and said seriously: "Senior brother, I want to buy some medium-grade spirit paper." β
"When I first saw your cultivation breakthrough, Senior Brother guessed a little, Senior Brother wait a minute."
Senior Brother Yan's expression was clear.
I saw him walk straight to a bronze square table and gently wipe it through the storage bag on his waist with one hand.
Suddenly, there was a pile of spiritual paper on the table that was haunting with a very obvious fluctuation of spiritual power, and it looked extremely thick and coarse.
"Senior brother, how much spirit paper do you want? If there are dozens of them, Senior Brother can give you some temporarily. If there is more, you can only buy it with Dao Gong. At present, Senior Brother Li has gone out to sit on the battlefield and has not yet returned, so Senior Brother has no authority to determine your monthly quota of medium-grade spirit paper. β
Senior Brother Yan said apologetically.
Zhang Jing thought for a while, and immediately replied: "Then senior brother, please give me a hundred medium-grade spirit papers first." β
Waiting for Senior Brother Li to come back and then receive the Zhongpin Spirit Paper is definitely not realistic.
The senior brother before was still waiting for the mid-grade talisman.
Fortunately, the medium-grade spirit paper is not too expensive for me now. The Thousand Law Pavilion sells two pieces of one skill, and the price of the squad is not even more outrageous than this.
Zhang Jing thought.
The other side.
Senior Brother Yan counted out a hundred pieces of medium-grade spirit paper and handed it to Zhang Jing:
"Senior brother, fortunately, there are not many of them, you can take this spirit paper first, Dao Gong or something, don't rush to give it for the time being. After Senior Brother Li comes back and confirms your spirit paper quota, just deduct it directly from it. β
"Thank you, brother."
"By the way, junior brother, I heard that you are exchanging the demon pill for a loss of money with the talisman?" Senior Brother Yan suddenly looked at Zhang Jing.
"Senior brother, the demon pill has a special use here for junior brother."
Zhang Jing said vaguely.
"It's okay, everyone has a secret." Senior Brother Yan's old face suddenly gave birth to a hint of ridicule, and he instructed: "Senior Brother just wants to remind you that Senior Brother Li is coming back soon, he must have a lot of high-grade demon pills in his hands, if you still need it at that time, just go to him directly." β
"Thank you for the reminder!"
Zhang Jing said gratefully, and a trace of excitement suddenly appeared in his heart.
High-grade demon pill!
If you can buy one from Senior Brother Li, you will send it!
Not much.
Looking at Zhang Jing's figure slowly disappearing into the night, Senior Brother Yan reminded uneasily:
"Senior brother, the middle-grade rune is not as good as the low-grade rune, and it is normal for the success rate of production to be low, so don't have other thoughts."
"Senior brother knows, thank you senior brother!"
......
This is a talisman shop.
The second floor is in the talisman room.
Zhang Jing couldn't see the expression on his face.
Under the urging of all his strength, the red god's spiritual light condensed into a red cloud phantom, shrouding the overhead.
The heart eye method is shining in the sea of knowledge!
Unlike before, the spiritual sense in the middle stage of Qi refining was enough to support Zhang Jing's full strength to urge the method for several hours, so at this moment, he didn't care about consumption at all.
On the table was a heavy piece of medium-grade spirit paper.
Zhang Jing gently raised the spirit pen and began to depict the Zhongpin Fu Dao pattern that he had already been familiar with in his heart.
Just like Senior Brother Yan's reminder before.
If the difficulty of the depiction of the low-grade rune is one, then the difficulty of the medium-grade rune is one hundred, and the two cannot be compared at all.
When making a medium-grade talisman.
Zhang Jing not only had to consider the accuracy of each stroke, and the fact that there should not be the slightest fluctuation in spiritual sense and spiritual power, but also the Dao pattern that he had just drawn before.
The further he went, each of his strokes seemed to be sketched on countless painted patterns.
Under the influence of the Dao lines, there was a faint hint of violent aura outward, which made Zhang Jing feel like he was dancing on the tip of the knife.
Time passes slowly.
With the last stroke falling.
A majestic spiritual power fluctuation suddenly erupted from the spirit paper.
Medium Grade Defense Talisman - Heavy Star Talisman, Done!
This moment.
Rao is blessed with the double blessing of the red god light and the heart eye method, and Zhang Jing is already sweating profusely.
Fortunately, it finally ushered in a good start.
......
Before you know it, the night passed quietly.
Zhang Jing walked out of the talisman room in a depressed spirit.
Experimented overnight.
He roughly figured out the success rate of making a medium-grade talisman with the blessing of Dao Seed and Spiritual Light.
Thirty percent!
And most of these three percent are due to the Red God Spiritual Light.
Looking at the few medium-grade talismans in his hand, Zhang Jing was full of emotion.
He calculated the account, and judging from his current success rate of thirty percent, making a medium-grade talisman is far more profitable than making a low-grade talisman.
A medium-grade talisman can easily do more than ten skills.
The cost will definitely not exceed two Daogong.
In the future, if the source talisman is condensed, it will be even more exaggerated. As long as the spiritual power can withstand it, the spiritual sense is no problem, and one or two thousand gongs can be easily printed in a day.
Ten days is a top-quality inheritance.
This is far easier and faster than the current painstaking collection of demon pills.
Zhang Jing thought about it as he walked downstairs lightly.
The door of the shop slowly opened.
Outside the door was a somewhat familiar woman, who seemed to have been waiting for a long time.
After seeing Zhang Jing's figure.
A flash of excitement flashed in the woman's eyes, and she asked cautiously and softly:
"Shang Xiu, do you still want the Fog Root Water Spirit Ginseng?"