With the departure of the law enforcement cultivators, the streets are bustling again.

Zhou Shu continued to walk forward, and the thing he was looking for had not yet been found, and this would not make him retreat.

After passing dozens of paving, he walked to a remote corner, and his eyes fell on a wooden frame not far away.

There are a lot of old miscellaneous items on the wooden shelf, and there happens to be a pen in it.

This pen is different from what he saw in Sanyuanzhai, it is much smaller, but half a foot long, but it is extremely delicate, the cloud pattern is far away, and it has the meaning of drifting out of the dust, but there are several obvious openings on it, which are obviously damaged.

But it's better to break it than to have it at all.

Zhou Shu approached quickly, and when he walked to a distance of one zhang from the wooden frame, the noisy noise around him disappeared instantly, and it was as quiet as if he was in another world.

Obviously, there is a soundproof and soul-insulating formation arranged around the stall.

And behind the originally empty wooden frame, there was actually an old man, who had blocked himself with a blindfold before, and he could only see it when he walked into the formation.

The old man was half-lying on the Taishi chair, squinting his eyes to recuperate, and his expression did not look like he was selling things in the market, but basking in the sun in the courtyard.

This stall is full of weirdness.

Zhou Shu pondered for a while and asked politely, "Old man, can I take a look?"

The old man raised his head slightly, glanced at Zhou Shu with rather cloudy eyes, yawned lazily, and did not speak.

"Thank you. ”

Zhou Shu didn't care, but when the old man acquiesced, he reached out and picked up the pen.

The body of the pen is light green, warm and moist in the hand, like jade and wood, and it is a little uneven to the touch, but it also has a good feel, and the pen whiskers are also flat and complete. If it's not broken, it's a good pen.

The key is to try spiritual powers.

Zhou Shu glanced at the old man, who was out of the world and didn't care about him at all.

He smiled self-deprecatingly, carefully injected a trace of spiritual power, and suddenly let out a surprised "huh".

According to his cognition, when the spiritual power enters the rune pen, it should reach the tip of the pen without hindrance, so that the spiritual power can be accurately controlled, the rune ink can be guided, and the rune pattern can be drawn. But now the spiritual power he input seemed to be sucked directly into the body of the pen as if it had been suctioned, and then several extremely small vortices were formed, tangled together, and then emitted to the tip of the pen.

The spiritual power seems to have been filtered through, but the filtered spiritual power is no longer stable, but has become irritable and difficult to control, but at the same time, it is more powerful.

This felt familiar to him, and he had done it many times, because the spiritual power tide in his body was somewhat similar to it, but he never expected that the talisman pen could also form such an effect.

It's quirky, but it's also fun.

The old man frowned and looked at him, "Phew! These are all magic weapons that have failed to refine and are wasted, and you want to get a treasure from the old man? ”

He is right, according to the rune, this rune pen is not suitable for drawing talismans at all, after all, the rune pen is the channel for spiritual power to pass, and the spiritual power must be unimpeded, any little change may cause the talisman master's spiritual power to lose control and fail to draw talismans.

This pen is estimated to have gone wrong during refining, not only has it changed its spiritual power, but it has changed greatly, obviously it can't be used as a talisman pen, and it can be regarded as a refining waste.

"Oh, it looks pretty chic. ”

Zhou Shu smiled, put down the pen and picked up another thing, and looked at it carefully.

The old man glanced at him, his expression was slightly strange, and continued to close his eyes to rest, ignoring him.

Zhou Shu pretended to check all kinds of waste magic weapons, but he kept reading the pen in his heart.

That pen may be useless to others, it's a waste, but for him, it's very different.

He has a strong deduction and calculation, after a period of time, he will definitely be able to figure out the law of the rune pen to change the spiritual power, plus he has precise and perfect control, using this rune pen to draw the rune, but the actual effect may be better than other rune pens, and the shortcomings of his own weak spiritual power can also be made up to a certain extent, no better.

Gotta get it.

After a while, he carefully picked out a few magic weapons and placed them together with the talisman pen, "Uncle, how do you sell these things?"

The old man turned sideways, as if he didn't expect Zhou Shu to really want to buy something, stared at Zhou Shu for a while, stretched out his hand and said, "Five hundred together, medium grade." ”

"So expensive?"

Zhou Shu was stunned, the price was ridiculously different from what he imagined.

"Expensive? I don't understand anything, and I want to learn how to pick up treasures. ”

A trace of disdain flashed in the old man's eyes, and he waved his hand, "If you want it, if you don't want it, get out, don't hinder the old man from sleeping." ”

The old man sold so badly that it was no wonder that there was no one around the stall, which was in stark contrast to the other stalls.

But Zhou Shu didn't care about the old man's attitude, but smiled and saluted, "I am ignorant, and I ask the old man for some advice." ”

"The kid is still a little humble, but it's rare. ”

After several ridicules, Zhou Shu was still indifferent, and the old man's attitude became a little softened.

He stretched out his hand and pointed, and a ring-shaped object on the wooden frame flew up and hung in front of Zhou Shu's eyes.

"The kid saw clearly, this jade ring is made of third-order warm yang jade, although the refining process is damaged, but it is still a little useful, it is no problem to do some small things to ward off the cold and water, and it can also warm up the physique if worn for a long time. Moreover, its material structure has not changed, and there is no problem when the material is used to refine other magic weapons. It's not too expensive to charge you a hundred medium-grade spirit stones, right?"

Flying like a finger, the things that Zhou Shu fancied floated one by one, and the old man explained a few words to each discarded magic weapon, which benefited Zhou Shu a lot.

The people outside can't hear the excitement inside, but they point fingers at it.

"It's strange, Wu Ming's old man's stall was also visited. ”

"It must be a newcomer, otherwise whoever goes there will be able to stand his stinky temper, and things will be expensive. ”

"Haha, that's not right for you to say that. Wu Ming doesn't specialize in selling things, but he just plays casually when he is tired of refining weapons. ”

"Hey, it looks like they're talking pretty strongly. ”

The old man Wu Ming opened the chatterbox, and seemed to be a little unable to hold it back.

"This pen, the old man has taken a lot of painstaking work, the third-order condensing bamboo, plus the third-order smoke cloud grass, is refined by a special water refining method. It's a pity that something went wrong when the seal was carved in the end, which affected the spiritual power channel inside, and the spiritual power ran wild, and as a result, the rune pen failed, but it became a complete waste. If nothing goes wrong in the end, the finished product will at least be a third-order magic weapon, and that will be the first time that the old man has refined a third-order magic weapon! It's a pity, it's a pity!"

Zhou Shu nodded secretly, it sounded like this old man was actually a rare craftsman, and he was a craftsman who could refine third-order materials, which was rare in Qingxiafang City, and it was a chance to meet him.

"Thank you for your advice, but there are really not so many spirit stones in the bottom, is it okay to barter?"

Zhou Shu took out the storage bag and put it on the wooden shelf, with some reluctance in his eyes, "Just exchange it." ”

There are no spirit stones, and for the sake of talisman making, Zhou Shu can only exchange this only thing that is worth a spirit stone.

His storage bag is indeed not bad, and the magic weapon level of this world can be regarded as a second-order. It looks like it's just the size of a palm, but there is nearly a hundred cubic feet of space inside, which can isolate most of the aura, which is quite good.

Although the price of the storage bag is generally much lower than that of the same level magic weapon, the price of this second-order is about two or three hundred medium-grade spirit stones.

The old man took the storage bag, his eyes showed a bit of joy, he lowered his head and rubbed it for a while, and then injected spiritual power to examine it carefully.

After a while, the old man looked up at Zhou Shu, "Yes, the refining method of this storage bag is a bit novel, but it is worth studying and studying, just count it as three hundred medium grades." You can pick three of these things from the old man. ”

"Thank you, sir!"

Zhou Shu was overjoyed in his heart, and hurriedly grabbed three waste magic weapons, and the talisman pen was naturally among them.

"Wait. The old man said suddenly.

Zhou Shu was worried that something had changed, and hurriedly said, "Uncle, what's wrong?"

"This cuiyan pen ......" the old man looked at the talisman pen, there was a bit of inseparability in his eyes, the cuiyan pen had consumed a lot of his energy, and the damage on it was also smashed by him when he failed to refine, and he felt deeply, and he couldn't bear to sell it.

Zhou Shu looked a little nervous, if the old man didn't sell it now, he couldn't do anything.

"Forget it, you go. ”

The old man sighed and waved his hand.

"Uncle, I will say goodbye. ”

Zhou Shu's heart was relieved, and he hurriedly turned around and left.

His face was full of joy, the talisman pen had finally landed, and the emerald smoke pen was quite unusual, which was very suitable for him, and could make his talisman making road smooth.

He followed the path he had come back to his lodgings, but he paused only a few steps before his smile froze.

Not far away, Lao Zhu and two other cultivators were looking at him with bad intentions.