Chapter Seventy-Five: Copycat High-Order Talismans
"So much?"
Lin Xuan was stunned for a moment, showing a look of surprise, but when he looked at it, he couldn't laugh or cry, it was indeed a defensive talisman in front of him, but ......
Blister, Wind Wall, Flame Shield, Wood Spirit Technique......
It's all low-level, no, it should be an introductory defense technique.
What do you want this garbage to do?
"Ahem, ahem. Lin Xuan's face was a little embarrassed: "I'm talking about a mid-level defense talisman." ”
"Intermediate?" The young man glanced at Lin Xuan carefully: "Yes, yes, but it's very expensive." ”
"Show me first. ”
The young man took out three more talismans from the storage bag, and introduced them like Lin Xuan: "These are all mid-level defensive talismans made by my master himself, such as fake ones. ”
Lin Xuan looked at it, it was indeed good, the Vajra Technique, the Water Spirit Divine Shield, and the Earth Wall Technique were exactly what he needed: "How to sell it?"
"A sheet of nine inferior hedrons. ”
Lin Xuan estimated it in his heart, although the price of a mid-grade talisman was expensive, and the defensive one was far rarer than the offensive one, but this price was still a little expensive.
After some bargaining, the two sides finally sold seven pieces each.
After paying twenty-one spars, Lin Xuan took the three talismans into his arms, which was a little painful, but with these three defensive talismans, the safety of his trip had increased a lot.
Continue to walk around and see if there are any talismans you need, this trip to the stream is extremely dangerous, but as long as there is a suitable one, Lin Xuan will not be stingy with the spar in his hand.
However, the luck was not so good then, most of the targets were low-level talismans, although there were some middle-level talismans, but they were all offensive in nature, as for the high-level, Lin Xuan didn't see any of them now, and the Tianyuan elder in Wang Xin's mouth didn't seem to appear in today's talismans.
"Sell the talisman, sell the talisman!"
A burst of shouting came into the ears, and the surrounding monks looked sideways, although the situation here is more like a secular bazaar, but the stall owners and customers are all immortal cultivators, how can they do business and shout like ordinary people, at most, when the buyer approaches, he whispers an introduction, and the sound of selling in front of him is particularly harsh.
"What kind of uneducated boy is it......" Before the monks could finish their thoughts, the next sentence attracted all their attention: "Come and buy it, everyone, this is a low-level talisman that can be compared to a high-level talisman." ”
"What, low-level talismans can be compared to high-order talismans?"
Not to mention the other cultivators, even Lin Xuan was moved, you must know that the low-level runes in the Lu Dao are only introductory spells, while the high-level runes are sealed with high-level spells that can only be used by monks in the foundation building period, and the power of the two is not the same at all.
Suddenly, everyone hula surrounded them, and Lin Xuan also mixed in with the flow of people, and squeezed to the front.
The stall owner was dressed in Daofushan costumes, only seventeen or eighteen years old, with a smart and cunning face, and a smile on the corner of his mouth.
Someone like him used the Spirit Eye Technique to check his cultivation, and he didn't care, the third layer of the exercise had just entered the middle stage of the spirit.
"Little brother Liu Jing, sell talismans here, everyone who has money holds a money field, and those who don't have money hold a personal field......"
The monks looked at each other, their faces full of incredulity, and someone whispered: "Is this kid a cultivator, or is he a juggler?"
"What talisman are you selling?"
"Yes, how can a low-level talisman be compared to a high-level one?"
......
Everyone was gossiping, but Liu Jing's face showed a smug look: "The junior brother's low-level talisman is different. ”
"Don't sell it, say it. "There are many monks who are impatient.
"Take this ice bomb, for example. Liu Jing took out a talisman from his arms.
"What's so great about ice balls, introductory spells. A tall, thin man on the left pursed his lips disdainfully.
"Really?"
Liu Jing's eyes showed a hint of ridicule, and he threw the talisman in his hand over to the person who spoke, and shouted: "Get up!"
At first, the tall and thin man didn't care, it was just a small ice bullet technique, but the next moment, his face changed greatly, the talisman exploded in mid-air, and a terrible cold air rushed to his face, only to see the cold light dazzling, and countless ice needles had arrived in front of him.
Not only him, but the nearby monks were all scared, where is this introductory ice bullet technique, it is simply a terrible ice needle technique, and it has reached the realm of Dacheng, and there are at least five hundred ice needles in front of him.
When it comes to storage, not to mention that all the people present are low-level disciples of the Spirit Period, even if they are monks in the Foundation Building Period, at such a close distance, in the face of so many ice needles, it is also a life of death.
The tall and thin man's face was as earth-colored, although it was useless to know the Dao, but the ants were still stealing, let alone people, he screamed, and laid a layer of spiritual power shield in front of him.
However, this is only a dying throes, how can a small shield block the powerful ice needle?
"Whew!"
The ice needles pierced, the tall and thin man closed his eyes and waited for death, something unexpected happened, hundreds of ice needles pierced up, but they were like mud cows entering the sea, without setting off a trace of waves.
"How can this be?" The onlookers, including the tall and thin man who had escaped death, were dumbfounded, but Lin Xuan's heart moved, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he turned his gaze to the complacent stall owner.
"Don't panic, the little brother just said, this is just an ice bullet technique, and the trick to get started, of course, can't break through this old brother's defense. ”
"What can we see, but what we saw just now is the Ice Needle Technique?"
"yes, yes, what's going on?"
......
"This is the meaning of what the younger brother just said, a low-level talisman that can be compared with a high-level talisman, although its power is still a low-level spell, but the visual effect and auditory effect are the same as those of a high-level spell, for example, the ice bullet technique will be mistaken for the ice needle technique, and this fireball technique will be mistaken for the flame divine fire, and this rolling stone falling will be mistaken for the heavenly punishment divine stone......" Liu Jing said as he took out different talismans from his arms.
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