Wang Changsheng followed his father to the Fang Market several times, and he was no stranger to everything in the city, and the family also opened a shop in the city, where the Wang family would buy goods at a discount, but Wang Changsheng did not plan to buy the items he needed in his own shop, the manager of the store was on the side of the fourth uncle, if he went there to buy the items he needed, the whole clan would soon know about Wang Changsheng

While learning the art of talisman making, Wang Changsheng could even think of Wang Changqing's mocking face.

Before he achieved certain achievements, Wang Changsheng didn't want too many people to know about his learning talisman making.

Wang Changsheng walked around the small shops on both sides of the street, his face was a little ugly, he thought that twenty spirit stones should be able to buy the three things he needed, but in fact, he couldn't even afford a talisman pen.

A low-grade talisman pen is worth anywhere from twenty spirit stones to fifty spirit stones, and the cheapest one also costs twenty-five spirit stones, and he can't afford it at all.

"Do you want to go back and ask your father for some spirit stones?" a thought flashed through Wang Changsheng's mind.

But soon, Wang Changsheng shook his head and canceled this idea, because he and his father had already caused dissatisfaction among many clansmen, and he didn't want to add trouble to his father anymore.

"The best talisman pen, as long as ten spirit stones, pass by, don't miss it," Wang Changsheng suddenly heard a shout when he passed by the stall in the square.

"Ten spirit stones?" Hearing this, Wang Changsheng was a little tempted and walked over following the voice.

The owner of the voice was a black-faced man in his thirties and forties, and the items on the stall were very miscellaneous, including pills, talismans, and exercise cheats, and the black-faced man was holding a black talisman pen several inches long in his hand.

Hearing the stall owner's shouting, seven or eight immortal cultivators came over curiously, most of them were of Wang Changsheng's age, the older immortal cultivators came over and took a look, shook their heads and walked away, the price is so low, there is a problem with this talisman pen, it is estimated that it will break down after a few times,

This kind of thing is not uncommon in the Fang City, this kind of temporary stalls are numerous, the liquidity is very large, if you are deceived, you can only blame yourself for being unlucky, you can't find anyone at all, even if the Fang City manager comes forward, it may not be useful.

"Ten spirit stones, real or fake, you won't have a problem with this talisman pen, right?" a purple-clothed girl who looked like she was fifteen or sixteen years old looked at the talisman pen in the stall owner's hand and asked curiously.

"The fairy said with a smile, how can there be a problem, I Hu San set up a stall here every day, if there is a problem, you come to me, I will return all the spirit stones to you," the black-faced man patted his chest and said with a swear.

Hearing this, the purple-clothed girl nodded, and was about to take out the spirit stone and buy the talisman pen.

"Wait, Zi'er," just then, a slender jade hand clasped the outstretched right hand of the girl in white.

The girl in purple turned her head to see that a girl of eighteen or nineteen years old, wearing a long white dress, looked at herself with a smile, and what caught the eye was that there was a striking plum blossom pattern on the girl's clothes.

Seeing the woman in the white dress, the woman in purple had a happy face and said, "Sister Bai Xue, it turned out to be you! What, do you want this talisman pen? ”

The black-faced man frowned lightly when he saw the girl in the white dress who came out halfway, and when he heard the words of the girl in purple, a smile appeared on his face again, but the next sentence of the girl in the white dress made his face condense.

"Who said I wanted to buy this talisman pen, I asked you not to buy it, my sister will take you to a place, where the talisman pen is famous, there must be a talisman pen you like," the girl in the white dress didn't seem to notice the black-faced man's increasingly ugly face, and kept persuading the purple-clothed girl not to buy the black-faced man's

Runic pen.

After listening to the words of the girl in the white dress, the black-faced man was very angry, and he was about to stop the woman in the white dress, but when he saw the plum blossom pattern on the woman's clothes in the white dress, a touch of jealousy flashed on his face, and he swallowed the words that came to his mouth.

"Okay, then trouble Sister Bai Xue," Hearing that there were better talismans for her to choose from, the purple-clothed girl had a smile on her face and followed the white-dressed woman away.

After listening to the words of the woman in the white dress, the two well-dressed immortal cultivators showed a hint of hesitation on their faces, and finally left.

"Hmph, the talisman pens in those big shops are good, there are no dozens of spirit stones, don't even think about it," looking at the backs of the two leaving, the black-faced man snorted lightly and said with some dissatisfaction.

Next, several more immortal cultivators asked, and one immortal cultivator even took out a few talismans, but it seemed that the price could not be negotiated, and the talisman pen in the hand of the black-faced man was still not sold.

Wang Changsheng waited for everyone to walk away, and then he stepped forward and asked softly, "Is your talisman really only ten spirit stones?"

"Just ten spirit stones, no two prices," Xu was exhausted by the patience of the previous immortal cultivators, and the black-faced man said with some impatience.

"Can you let me use it in the next place, if there is no problem, I will buy it immediately, if there is a problem, then I'm sorry," Wang Changsheng was not angry at this, and said unhurriedly.

The black-faced man was stunned for a moment when he heard Wang Changsheng's words, but after hearing what he said clearly, he laughed.

"Your Excellency, just give it a try," the black-faced man said confidently, and handed the black talisman to Wang Changsheng.

I don't know what material the pen is made of, it feels a little cold to the touch, but the weight is very light, Wang Changsheng held the talisman pen in his right hand, injected mana into the pen shaft, and the mana in his body was like finding an outlet, and quickly rushed towards the pen shaft, which was indeed a magic weapon used by immortal cultivators.

"This pen name is called Black Wolf, it was used by a certain talisman master, if I didn't have some friendship with the descendants of this master, I really couldn't buy it," the black-faced man seemed to see that Wang Changsheng intended to buy it, and introduced it very enthusiastically.

"This talisman pen is so old, ten spirit stones are still too expensive," Wang Changsheng was not the first time he came to Fang City, so he naturally wouldn't believe the words of the black-faced man, and bargained.

"This rune pen looks a little old, after all, it was used by the talisman master, if you are interested in buying it, then a dozen of primary blank rune paper will be given to you as a gift, if you don't agree, forget it," the black-faced man pointed to a dozen blank rune papers on the stall and said.

"Deal," Wang Changsheng nodded, took out ten spirit stones from his arms, and handed them to the black-faced man.

"Do you want to learn the art of talisman making? I still have the best dansha here, as long as there are five spirit stones in a box, and the blank rune paper is also good," the black-faced man took the spirit stone, and then enthusiastically introduced.

"Daoyou said with a smile, ten spirit stones are already all the net worth, how can there be any extra spirit stones," although Wang Changsheng really wanted to buy all the things in one stall, out of caution, he politely refused, put away the talisman pen and blank talisman paper, and left.

What Wang Changsheng didn't know was that not long after he left, the black-faced man put away his stall and left the square.

Wang Changsheng walked around the square for a while, inquired about the price of blank rune paper and dansha, and found that the price was no different from the small shop, after thinking about it, Wang Changsheng finally walked into a small shop, spent ten spirit stones, bought five dozen blank rune paper and a box of dansha, and then left the market.

After leading the horse in the grove, Wang Changsheng quickly whipped his horse, returned to Fumo Mountain before dark, threw the horse at the foot of the mountain, and walked towards the top of the mountain.

After a cup of tea, Wang Changsheng returned to his residence, from leaving to returning, no one paid attention to his whereabouts, which made him relieved and a little disappointed at the same time.