Hearing this, Wang Changsheng's face was happy, this senior disciple of Song from the Divine Pill lineage, his divine sense was stronger than that of ordinary Qi Refining Stage cultivators, and he had helped the team avoid danger many times, if he was promoted to the Great Perfection of Qi Refining, it was estimated that his divine sense would not be under the ordinary early stage of foundation building cultivators, and he would be able to play a greater role at that time.

Wang Xuan chatted with Wang Changsheng for a while, then said goodbye and left.

Wang Changsheng closed the door, activated the prohibition, and after calming down, he continued to draw the Firebird Talisman.

In a certain room of an inn in Fang City, a short and fat gray-clothed old man sat at the table, and in front of him, a man and a woman stood with a respectful expression, and a cyan shield the size of a zhang shrouded the three of them.

The man is in his thirties, full of books, it is Zhou Zheng, and the woman is wearing a long black skirt, with ordinary facial features, and is in her twenties.

"Did he have any doubts about the things being sent over," the gray-clothed old man's gaze fell on Zhou Zheng and asked in a deep voice.

"No," Zhou Zheng shook his head, but then he thought of something, hesitated slightly, and said: "Master, after all, this is the territory of the Taiqing Palace, and besides, the Taiqing Palace has also sent a team of disciples to be stationed in Fang City.

"Monk of the Dan Period?" The old man in gray frowned when he heard this, but then he sneered again, and said: "Let's leave here as soon as we finish this vote, what about the monk of the Dan Period, don't you regret it and plan to go to the inform?" In the end, a cold light flashed in the eyes of the old man in gray.

"The disciple doesn't dare, if there was no master, the disciple would have been killed long ago, let alone from a down-and-out scholar to an immortal cultivator, the master has the grace of recreation for the disciple, and the disciple will never betray the master," Zhou Zheng saw this, and hurriedly explained, his expression extremely frightened.

"Dad, senior brother is also thinking about us, with my daughter's understanding of senior brother, he will never betray you," the woman in the black dress begged.

"Hmph, forgive me for not daring, okay, I still have something to talk about with Rong'er, you go down first!" Seeing this, the gray-clothed old man snorted lightly, waved his hand, and commanded, and after speaking, the cyan shield disappeared.

"Yes, Master," Zhou Zheng nodded, saluted, turned and walked out, and closed the door.

As soon as Zhou Zheng left with his front foot, the old man in gray swiped with one hand, and a cyan shield protected the two of them inside.

"Dad, why do you always give your senior brother a look," the woman in the black dress said with some dissatisfaction.

"Hmph, you know that you are protecting him, if you didn't like this kid, I wouldn't have saved him in the first place, let alone taught him to cultivate, besides, do you think I let him do things on the spirit grass for myself?"

"Not for you, but for me?" replied the woman in the black dress, pouting.

"A fang market in Fengdu County, Fengzhou is about to hold an auction, including the Zhuji Dan, if you can get the property of those Taiqing Palace disciples, Dad must auction you a Zhuji Dan, and when you build the foundation successfully, Dad will officiate the wedding for the two of you," the old man in gray said with a kind face.

"Tsukidan?, great, my daughter knows that her father is the best," the woman in the black dress heard this, her eyes showed a look of surprise, and then her face showed ecstasy, Tsukidan is a temptation that is difficult to refuse for a loose cultivator like her.

Zhuji Dan is generally in the hands of the Immortal Cultivation Sect or the Immortal Cultivation Clan, and occasionally there is an outflow of Tsukidan, which is also put up for auction at auction, and each one can be auctioned for a sky-high price.

"Okay, your senior brother sprinkled some thyme incense on the spirit grass, and that talisman maker will stain it a little when he examines the spirit grass, but just in case, you sprinkle some thyme on the other three these days, try not to arouse their suspicion," the gray-clothed old man pondered for a moment and commanded.

"Got it, Dad," the woman in the black dress nodded and answered.

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Wang Changsheng didn't know that he had been targeted by a foundation building monk, and after sending Wang Xuan away, he had never left the courtyard.

For three days in a row, he stayed in the courtyard to draw the Firebird Talisman, and after hundreds of failures, he drew another Firebird Talisman, and the intermediate rune paper was also consumed.

In desperation, Wang Changsheng could only make intermediate rune paper by himself.

I saw Wang Changsheng pat the storage bag on his waist, and a palm-sized red tripod flew out of it, and after a blur, it rose to a height of more than one meter and landed steadily in the courtyard.

This is a top-level talisman furnace, which Wang Changsheng spent a large amount of contribution points to exchange from the Deacon Tower.

This rune stove is beautifully shaped, and the rune stove is carved with nine fist-sized dragon heads, and the dragon head is slightly tilted downward.

He pulled out a storage bag into his bosom, and the mouth of the bag fell down, and a large number of items erupted from the bag, including several wooden boxes, ores, the claws and bones of demon beasts, and several pieces of black wood.

Wang Changsheng put a piece of black wood under the talisman furnace, and threw out a talisman seal casually, the red light flashed, and a red fireball flew towards the wood.

With a "poof", the fireball burst into flames, and as soon as the black wood touched the flames, it immediately burned fiercely, and the billowing flames immediately wrapped around the bottom of the Fu Flame Furnace.

This kind of wood is called Heiyang wood, which is very resistant to burning and is a refining material, but it was used by Wang Changsheng to make a fire and provide heat for the Fu Fire Furnace.

If he used spells to provide heat for the Fu Huo Furnace, it would be too mana to draw it, anyway, a pound of black yang wood was only ten spirit stones, which was enough for him to use it a few times.

When the rune furnace was burned red, Wang Changsheng opened the wooden box on the ground and threw a few Hundred Years of spirit grass that he had obtained a few days ago into the rune furnace, and the ore on the ground, as well as the claws and bones of demon beasts, were also poured into it.

After a while, the flame beneath the rune furnace was extinguished.

Wang Changsheng took out several square molds and placed them around the rune furnace, and then he hit the rune furnace with a magic duel.

An astonishing scene occurred, and some viscous red liquid flowed out of the mouths of the dragon heads and fell into the square molds below.

Wang Changsheng took a mold full of red liquid aside, then quickly took out a mold and put it in its original position.

After half a pillar of incense, Wang Changsheng's face was sweating profusely, and beside him, there were many square molds, which were empty, and there were thick stacks of red rune paper on the table, and there were dozens of them.

Wang Changsheng rested for a while, wiped the sweat from his face, and then took out another batch of spirit grass ore, and then refined the blank rune paper.

Two hours later, Wang Changsheng fell directly to the ground tired, gasping for breath. On the desktop, there are hundreds of pieces of various colored rune papers.

The red rune paper made of the spirit grass containing the fire aura is naturally the best for drawing the fire attribute rune seal, and the rune paper is refined from the spirit grass containing the earth aura, and it is the best choice to refine the earth attribute rune seal, so the rune seal drawn in this way is more powerful, of course, the rune paper is universal, and any rune seal can be drawn on the rune paper, which is decided by the talisman maker himself.

The rune paper on the market is made of spirit grass with different attributes mixed together, and the rune paper refined in this way has a good inclusiveness and can be used to draw any kind of rune seal, but the power is average.

Since Wang Changsheng saw this in a certain uncle's talisman making experience, he consciously divided the rune paper according to different attributes, and after his experiment, it was indeed as this uncle said, it was also a fire dragon rune, and the power of drawing the fire snake rune with rune paper refined from fire attribute spirit grass was greater than that drawn with other rune paper.

After refining these hundreds of intermediate rune papers, the Hundred Years Spirit Grass on Wang Changsheng's body was also consumed, if you want to improve the success rate of drawing firebird runes, it is not possible to do without a large number of blank rune papers.

After resting for a while, Wang Changsheng put the talisman stove and the intermediate talisman paper on the table into the storage bag, went back to the house to change his clothes, and then pushed the door and walked out.

As the largest pill pharmacy in Bailingfang City, Baicaolou not only sells all kinds of elixirs, but also sells elixirs, and there are many elixirs for hundreds of years, of course, the price is not cheap.

Liu San is an attendant of Baicao Building, although he is also an immortal cultivator, but he is only a fifth-level qi refining layer, and he is only responsible for recommending elixirs to guests, if the transaction is successful, he will have a certain commission, which is much stronger than those scattered cultivators who enter the deep mountains to hunt demon beasts.

"Guest officer, you go slowly," Liu San smiled as he sent a middle-aged man out the door, and just as he was about to go back, he saw an immortal cultivator in a black cloak walk in.

Because he was wearing a black cloak, Liu San couldn't see this person's appearance clearly, but this person did not hide his breath, and at a glance, he knew that he was a great master of refining qi above the tenth layer.

Some customers wear cloaks or masks when they come to buy things, and Liu San, who has been working in Baicao Building for several years, is not surprised.

He hurriedly squeezed out a smile, walked up quickly, and said, "Welcome to Baicao Building, I don't know what can help the guest officer." ”

"I'm going to see some elixir, well, more than a hundred years, the more the better," a man's voice came from inside the cloak.

When Liu San heard this, he was slightly stunned at first, and then his face showed ecstasy, he knew that he must have met a big customer, so he hurriedly said: "This matter is too small to be the master, please come with me." ”

"Lead the way ahead. ”

Liu San nodded and personally led him to the VIP room on the second floor.

The area on the second floor is not large, there are a few tables, chairs and furniture, a middle-aged man with an obese figure is sitting next to a wooden table, there are a few books on the table, and the middle-aged man is holding a yellow abacus in his hand, calculating something.

"Shopkeeper, this guest officer wants to buy some hundred-year elixir," Liu San stepped forward and said to the middle-aged man, looking extremely respectful.

"I see, you go down!" the middle-aged man swept his gaze towards the cloaked monk, nodded, and commanded.

When Liu San heard this, he turned around and left.

"Zhao Xin, the shopkeeper in Xia Baicao Building, I don't know what to call my friend," the middle-aged man put away the account books and abacus, and greeted him, saying with a smile.

"Bai Xing," the cloak monk said lightly, the cloak monk was naturally none other than Wang Changsheng.

Before he began to learn to draw intermediate rune seals, Wang Changsheng spent more than 10,000 spirit stones to buy a large number of hundred-year-old elixirs in Taiqingfang City, but as time went by, these spirit grasses gradually ran out, and Bailingfang City was far away from Taiqingfang City, so he planned to buy some in Bailingfang City, and then go to Taiqingfang City to buy them after returning to the sect.

"It turned out to be Brother Bai, Brother Bai, please take a seat," Zhao Xin nodded, leading Wang Changsheng to the table and sitting down.

"If you have more, Bai Mou won't say much, Bai Mou needs a batch of hundred-year elixir alchemy, if you have any hundred-year elixir, just take them out!" Wang Changsheng said lightly, forging the identity of an alchemist for himself, there are several kinds of pills taken by Qi refining period cultivators who need to be refined with hundred-year elixirs, and it is understandable for him to say so.

"It turns out that Brother Bai is still an alchemist, disrespectful and disrespectful, Zhao just has some century-old elixir on his body, I don't know if Brother Bai is satisfied," Zhao Xin heard this, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, and after speaking, he saw him take out a storage bag from his arms and wave it on the table, the glow flashed, and there were several more wooden boxes on the table.

Wang Changsheng was not polite, opened these wooden boxes one by one, examined them carefully, and said: "Yes, these elixirs are all 100-year-old, but there are more than these 100-year elixirs in your building! Shopkeeper Zhao might as well take out all the hundred-year-old elixirs, and Bai Mou will take them right," After speaking, he took out a storage bag, poured it down, and a pile of colorful spirit stones appeared on the floor.

Seeing this, a look of surprise flashed in Zhao Xin's eyes, there were at least a thousand spirit stones on the floor, which was enough to buy a few hundred-year-old elixirs on the table, it seemed that the monk surnamed Bai in front of him was quite wealthy.

Thinking of this, the smile on Zhao Xin's face deepened, and he said, "Brother Bai's words have come to this, and it's not good to hide them anymore," After speaking, he took out dozens of wooden boxes from the storage bag and put them on the table.

Seeing this, Wang Changsheng's eyes lit up, and after opening and inspecting them one by one, and confirming that they were all hundred-year-old spirit grasses, he smiled slightly, and said: "I want all these spirit grasses, shopkeeper Zhao, quote a price!"