Chapter 3 Fang City

Hearing this, Wang Changsheng's face turned red, his fists were clenched, and he looked at the two of them with anger in his eyes, he knew very well that these people did not dare to take the initiative to do anything to him, they could only provoke him, he had already been fooled once two years ago, and this time, he would not be fooled again.

Wang Changsheng took a deep breath, slowly let go of his hands, and directly crossed Wang Changqing and left.

"I didn't expect this guy to hide for two years, and his self-cultivation skills have improved a lot," Wang Changqing looked at the direction Wang Changsheng left, looking thoughtful.

"Brother Evergreen, that waste is gone, should we stop him?" the round-faced boy suggested.

Wang Changqing glanced at him, and said lightly: "Iron striking still needs its own hardness, there is that time, it is better to spend it on cultivation, you should also go back to cultivation! Don't come to disturb my cultivation during this time, I don't want to lose to others in half a year," After speaking, Wang Changqing turned around and left, leaving the two followers looking at each other.

Back at his residence, Wang Changsheng ate something, then took out the white jade slip and looked at it.

The content recorded in the jade slip is all what the third uncle said in the teaching hall, but it is more and wider than the third uncle's lecture.

According to what the jade slip said, the rune is a kind of heavenly text that contains the power of heaven and earth, even if it is a rune, it also has the power of subtle laws in it, whether it is a short short piece of spiritual pattern, or a complex magic circle prohibition, it is developed on the basic rune.

Therefore, if you want to make runes, you must first comprehend and draw a single rune, because all runes are composed of the most basic five-element runes, as long as you master the basic five-element runes, you can try to draw runes, and the immortal cultivators who are good at making runes are called talismans.

But then again, a qualified talisman maker is impossible to train without hundreds or thousands of talisman making exercises, therefore, talisman makers can only be cultivated by immortal cultivators or immortal cultivators, and only they can withstand a massive amount of material consumption, this is still a primary talisman seal, and if they want their talisman makers to practice the production of intermediate talismans, I am afraid that those big factions will also go bankrupt.

It can't afford it, after all, the higher the level of the talisman, the more expensive the talisman materials used.

Array mage, alchemist, refiner, and talisman maker are the four most popular professions recognized by the immortal cultivation world, among which the threshold for talisman maker is the lowest, and the cost of consumption is the least, therefore, knowing that the cost of learning talisman is not a small amount, there are still many immortal cultivators who have squeezed into the talisman industry one after another, in order to earn spirit stones for their own cultivation.

Although most people's talisman making rate is miserable, but there are still some lucky people, who are quite talented in talisman making, relying on talisman making to earn a large number of spirit stones, and go farther and farther on the road of cultivating immortals, and finally become a road, it is precisely because of the deeds of these lucky people that inspire generations of immortal cultivators to enter the talisman industry, they delusionally think that they are the next lucky ones, but there are very few who are really successful.

If you want to successfully draw a rune seal, in addition to refining blank rune paper with the spirit grass of the previous year, the dansha prepared by the blood of the demon beast containing the aura is also essential, and the most important thing is the rune pen, a good rune pen, can improve the rate of making a rune, and the importance of the rune pen can be imagined.

Half an hour later, Wang Changsheng put down the jade slip, his face was cloudy for a while, he didn't know how many spirit stones he needed to learn to make talismans, but he knew that it was definitely not something he could bear, but seeing the deeds of those lucky people, he was a little tempted, yes! Maybe he was the lucky one!

Wang Changsheng's entire net worth is only twenty-two spirit stones, which he has accumulated for many years, it is his only reliance, and it is also the capital for him to turn over, in case the talisman fails, he will not even have a chance to turn over, but if he doesn't try, his situation will not be much better, is it really necessary to stay at the fourth layer of qi refining and be ridiculed by others?

Wang Changsheng was very hesitant, struggling in his heart to use all his net worth to learn talisman making and maintain the status quo, he didn't know what to do.

Suddenly, Wang Changsheng's gaze inadvertently moved to his mother's portrait, he seemed to see something interesting, and his eyes were firmly locked on his mother's smile.

After a small half-pillar of incense, Wang Changsheng took a deep breath, took out a small cloth bag from the dark compartment of the floor tiles under the bed, put it away closely, and quietly left the courtyard where he lived, and walked towards the way down the mountain.

From the high altitude, it can be found that the immortal cultivators of the Wang family actually live in a large manor, covering an area of hundreds of acres, the courtyards are connected, the rockery ponds, the eaves of the Qionglou building, the majestic and righteous road, everything.

It stands to reason that such a big Zhuangzi should have patrols and guards, but in fact, because it has been safe and sound for hundreds of years, the immortal cultivators of the Wang family have gradually relaxed their vigilance, and just laid a few simple phantom arrays outside the Zhuangzi to prevent the ordinary clansmen at the foot of the mountain from inadvertently breaking into Zhuangzi.

It's not that Wang Mingyuan, the patriarch of the Wang family, is negligent, but that there are not so many manpower.

Because the family can't make ends meet, the clansmen with low cultivation are either sent to cultivate the spiritual field, or take care of the elixir, or go to the shop opened by the family to help, and there is no one who is idle, in fact, speaking of which, Wang Changsheng's cultivation at the fourth level of qi refining is not low among the younger generation of the Wang family, after all, most of the immortal cultivators of the Wang family are still wandering in the first and second layers of qi refining, and there are not many above the fourth layer of qi refining.

At the gate of the manor, from time to time, there were clansmen coming in and out, Wang Changsheng lowered his head, made a hurried look, and blended into the crowd of people who went out, for fear of being recognized by the clansmen.

In fact, no one noticed Wang Changsheng, the young patriarch, or even if he did, he wouldn't care, a young patriarch who only knew cultivation, but didn't know how to help the family share their worries, was not worthy of their attention, with this kung fu, it was better to do more, they were not as leisurely as the young patriarch.

Fang City is built on the southeast edge of the Yueyang Mountain Range, jointly managed by several immortal cultivation families, there are some low-level demon beasts living in the depths of the Yueyang Mountain Range, and several rare low-level elixirs are also produced.

After more than 100 years of development, Fang City is also well-known within a radius of thousands of miles.

Fumo Mountain is more than a hundred miles away from Fang City, Wang Changsheng naturally can't walk over, and he doesn't have a flying magic weapon to fly, even if he has it, he won't use it, it's too ostentatious, so he bought a horse in Wangjia Town at the foot of the mountain, quickly whipped the horse, and headed in the direction where Fang City is located.

Along the way, from time to time, immortal cultivators flew over Wang Changsheng's head, which made him a little nervous, worried that those high-level cultivators would make a move on him, after all, he only had the fourth layer of qi refining, it turned out that Wang Changsheng was thinking too much, although there were a few divine senses swept from Wang Changsheng's body, but it was only a flash, and no one paid attention to him, a low-level monk of the fourth level of qi refining.

After more than an hour of fear, Wang Changsheng stopped in a small forest seven or eight miles away from Fang City, tied his horse to a big tree at will, and Wang Changsheng walked slowly in a certain direction.

After a stick of incense, a towering city appeared in Wang Changsheng's sight, the city wall is as high as more than ten zhang, made of hard black iron stone, the whole city wall is black, the city gate is wide open, people go in and out from time to time, there are several monks wearing uniform clothes on the city wall, these monks on duty are the children of the Xiuxian family.

The city extends in all directions, there are many shops, these shops are distributed in tic-tac-toe, the size is different, the decoration style is different, there are immortal cultivators passing by from time to time, it looks good or not.

In addition to the shops with storefronts, on the left side of the city gate, there is a large square with many stalls.

"There are only three spirit stones for refining qi, and the price is fair. ”

"A hundred years of Ganoderma lucidum grass, don't miss it!"

"A good medium-grade magic weapon only costs eighty low-rank stones. ”

From time to time, stall owners shout loudly to solicit business, but most of them still sit in front of the stalls, just putting a sign next to what they are selling, marking the price.