“There are indeed a lot more things on these stalls.”

Li Qingxuan walked through the stalls with a strange and cold face.

Because the autumn flood lasted for more than three months, many monks' plans were interrupted.

Some monks who are unwilling to go out for risks and want to maintain their practice will choose to trade items that they usually don’t want to take out.

For example, some spiritual materials, pseudo magic weapons that cannot be used, as well as some poison configurations, special casting techniques, pseudo magic weapon refining and other knowledge books.

Among them, there are stalls selling fake magic weapons, which are the most popular.

This made Li Qingxuan convenient.

He glanced at the wooden boards in front of the stalls, and once he found a stall selling his knowledge of interest, he would squat down and ask the stall owner.

By the time he left, he had already added a small package on his hand.

Li Qingxuan returned to the wooden house and sorted out his gains.

"A travel notes left by foundation-building monks, a practice notes by mid-stage Qi refining monks, a topographic map that records the location of surrounding markets, and a recipe called Deworming Powder..."

He was placed in front of him.

"I have carefully selected these things, which are good for me, but the most important gain is this..."

He pulled off the cover of the travel notes and opened them.

This is a monster skin, which should have been added by the person who sells travel notes to protect the content of the travel notes.

The animal skin looks dirty and yellow, and there are blurry lines on the surface, just like the lines on the monster skin.

Li Qingxuan bought the travel notes because he valued this monster skin.

The patterns on the animal skin are not natural patterns, but runes, a kind of runes that he does not have in his hands.

"This monster skin should have been a talisman, but it was not as corroded as time went by and the spiritual energy was exhausted, so it became what it is now."

The skins that can be used to draw talismans on monsters are very rare, so only talismans above the second level will be used as talisman paper.

Li Qingxuan stroked the surface of the animal skin and showed a look of surprise: "And the method of drawing this talisman is also very magical. It is like integrating runes into the monster skin, compressing them layer by layer, as if they are formed naturally."

If you buy this animal skin talisman, he is really lucky.

Because on a normal talisman, in addition to the key runes that constitute magic, there are also various useless patterns.

Those patterns, which are integrated with normal runes, form shackles, are encryption methods of talisman painters.

In this way, other talisman painters will not be able to dismantle and introduce the drawing methods and talisman drawing techniques of other people's finished talismans.

The animal skin talisman in his hand was unknown how long it had been baptism. The invalid runes on the surface have been eroded, but the runes that used special drawing methods to survive remained.

It means that he picked up a rune that didn't know the effect.

Moreover, without the misleading of encryption methods, he could also try to use the dream space to introduce the method used by the talisman painter to compress runes at that time.

What he values ​​is this method of drawing talismans that can compress runes.

Due to his strength, he can only draw first-level low-grade talismans at present.

The power of the talisman is limited.

But if he could learn the method of compressing the talisman, he could compress layer by layer like the runes on this animal skin, forming a qualitative change.

His strength will also be greatly improved.

"With the help of dream space, I tried it over and over again, and I can definitely introduce the method of drawing characters that compress runes."

"I just don't know how long it will take."

I was lucky, and I might have tried it in a few attempts.

Bad luck...

Li Qingxuan sighed and put the animal skin in his arms.

Probability question.

Liver.

This matter is unhurried.

"I don't want to eat first, I don't know what this monster meat tastes."

Li Qingxuan took the thing aside and took out the blood rice he bought and a few kilograms of monster meat to work hard.

There is no fan rice sold in the market, only spiritual rice and blood rice.

The staple food of low-level monks is blood rice.

Blood rice is specially cultivated. A small bowl can replenish the needs of the monk's body for a day, and there are very few impurities.

Although it is not as good as the fasting pill, it is much cheaper than spiritual rice and is the staple food for most low-level monks.

But every day, I can't stand it.

So he specially bought some monster meat to try it out today.

Conditions in the wooden house are limited.

After a simple baking, Li Qingxuan couldn't wait to grab a piece of barbecue and bite it.

He almost forgot the taste of meat when he was rough and simple every day.

"It smells so good."

Although these monster meats are very tough and difficult to chew, the more you chew, the more you chew, the more fragrant it becomes, the nourishing effect is not as good as spiritual rice, which is much better than blood rice.

A mouthful of monster meat, a mouthful of spiritual wine given by a beautiful woman.

Li Qingxuan ate very happily.

I didn't lie on the bed satisfied until my stomach bulged.

Feeling the heat flowing in the body all over his body, as if he was soaking in a hot spring, he couldn't help but let out a long breath of heat: "This is life."

After eating and drinking, he did not rush to practice and draw talismans, but took out the travel notes and read them for entertainment.

This travel notes tell the story of a casual cultivator named Yueqiu who built the foundation and gave up his practice in his later years and traveled to the surrounding great powers.

There is no important content in it, but it talks about the names and spheres of influence of many large-scale immortal cultivation sects, which has increased Li Qingxuan a lot of knowledge and has also gained some understanding of the immortal cultivation forces of surrounding countries.

After reading the travel notes, Li Qingxuan felt that his energy that had been exhausted for days had finally relaxed, and then slowly closed his eyes and entered the dream space.

In the days to come.

He practiced during the day and drew talismans, and at night he was immersed in dream space, studying runes on the animal skin talismans, or learning to draw new talismans.

After drawing all the talismans in his hand, he went to the market to trade with the beautiful monks in exchange for the elixirs he needed for the cultivation pills and the raw materials for drawing the talismans.

Occasionally, he would go to the market secretly and sell some extra talismans for spirit stones.

With the help of elixirs and spirit stones, his cultivation level is growing faster and faster.

And during this period, he learned to draw the wind blade talisman.

Time passes.

On this day, Li Qingxuan suddenly opened his eyes from the bed and frowned and looked at the jade pendant on his waist.

This jade pendant is a token of the market and is shining at this time.

“What’s the situation?”

He got up and picked up the jade pendant.

The next moment, a message came into his mind: "Boy, two months have come. If you don't come to hand over the spirit stones, you will be expelled from the market before tonight."

Li Qingxuan suddenly realized.

It turned out that Baiyunfang City came to urge rent.

However, he touched his wallet, his expression a little awkward.

He realized that he would break through the second level of Qi Refining recently. In addition to taking Qi Yi Pill for each practice, he also used spiritual stones to bless him.

The last spiritual stone on my body was consumed when I was practicing yesterday.

"It seems that I can only sell a few talismans."

Li Qingxuan took out a jade box from his waist and opened it, revealing dozens of talismans of different colors inside.

Later, he only traded talismans with beautiful monks with one third of the materials each time, and kept the rest as trump cards.

After getting down again and again, I have now stored more than thirty fireball talismans and more than twenty wind blade talismans in my hand.

Bring a talisman and disguise it.

Li Qingxuan pulled open the animal skins under his feet, got into the secret passage, pushed the door out of another wooden house, and rushed to the mountainside.

moment.

He stood at the gate of Fangshi, with his eyes puzzled: "Why are there so few monks in Fangshi today?"

Moreover, most of the monks scattered on the street looked frightened and came and went in a hurry, as if there were beasts chasing them behind them.
Chapter completed!