Apart from being unable to go to Xiaomeng Mountain again, Yang Xiu’s cultivation life has not changed much.

After entering the third level of body quenching, the practice speed became slower and slower. This is a normal phenomenon. Yang Xiu just continued to practice hard step by step;

Lin Shuangchen didn't come to ask about the hole in the study, which made Yang Xiu feel relieved. The old dark horse could not eat the bamboo from Xiao Mengshan. He had a little irritable temper. He deliberately vented his dissatisfaction several times.

In private, Yang Xiu found many acquaintances, including Lin Shuangchen and Liu Wenzhong, and tried different ways to inquire about the Anniversary Conference. However, the answers he received were all "no right to interfere".

The list of teams for the Tiantian Conference was personally formulated by Mr. Zhuji. Only the elders in the sect are qualified to participate in opinions, and the disciples can only be obedient.

At this time, Yang Xiu suddenly had unprecedented hope that he could try every means to walk through the back door like on earth and add a subway by himself. However, these big guys are half-immortals who are not as good as the world's fireworks and have no place to talk.

When Yang Xiu bribed Liu Wenzhong with a carefully prepared copybook, the other party just took the copybook for granted and threw it to Yang Xiu with a sentence "powerlessness", so he was busy copying and practicing calligraphy, which made Yang Xiu's straightforward luck.

In desperation, Yang Xiu had no choice but to give up this plan and concentrate on his own affairs.

Yang Xiu gained a lot after careful study of some things that Situ Yong got from him.

According to relevant classics, the bottle of elixir is called "Guiyin Pill", which can greatly relieve the injuries of immortals in a short period of time and stabilize the injuries of immortals. It is a holy item for the healing of immortals in the Qihai period.

After understanding this, Yang Xiu couldn't help but feel a little scared: if he hesitated a little and asked Situ Yong to restore a little spiritual power, then the one who died in the ancient temple would be replaced by himself.

Several magic weapons fragments have also been studied countless times by Yang Xiu.

The immortal texts on magic weapons all have their own unique structure and usage. Yang Xiu wrote them down one by one and had a preliminary understanding of the methods of engraving immortal texts on magic weapons and magic tools, and began to try to repair the magic weapons of the scroll.

As for the immortal leader, Yang Xiu began to practice as soon as he entered the third level of body tempering.

The immortal hand needs to be level 4 of body tempering to practice, but Yang Xiu is an alternative. The meridian ruling makes Yang Xiu painful every day, but it also makes Yang Xiu's meridians different from ordinary people. It has long exceeded the normal level of body tempering to practice, and can barely start practicing.

As for the soul-catching talisman that makes people quite afraid of, there are very few records in ancient books. The only thing that can be confirmed is that people with lower cultivation than those of the Taoist talisman maker will be sucked away. Therefore, Yang Xiu could only hold the Taoist talisman and did not dare to easily touch and try it.

...

At dusk, the west mountain is filled with warm sunset shining on the Liushu Hall at the foot of the mountain, leaving long shadows in the open space.

At some point, a wooden table was placed on the river beach, surrounded by several disciples of the Tianshu Pavilion. A wooden stick with a cloth sail was poked into a pebbles with four big words "Yang's Taoist Talisman" written on it.

Fang Houdao leaned against the chair next to him, holding a small teapot from time to time, looking very enjoyable.

"Old Fangtou, you are too cruel!"

Among them, the thin disciple of Tianshu Pavilion looked indignant, and supported the table with both hands and shouted: "Three days ago, I bought five spirit-gathering talismans with one spirit stone, but why can I only buy four now?"

"What are you shouting? There are cheap ones in the market, so you can buy them~"

Fang Houdao raised his eyelids, glanced at the people around him, and said slowly: "Everyone is here all the way, isn't it because the quality of the Taoist talisman in our Shushu Hall is high enough? Since the quality is high, it is normal to be more expensive."

As he spoke, Fang Houdao took out a stack of more than a dozen Taoist talismans from his arms, shook them at everyone, and said calmly: "There are only these left today. If you want to buy them quickly, it will be overdue~"

The disciples looked at me and I looked at you. They immediately took out the spirit stones and bought a few. No one complained now, and the Taoist talisman was sold out in a short while.

Yang Xiu sat in the wooden corridor under the eaves, holding a roll of thick bamboo slips and looking at it with relish. Hearing Fang Houdao argued with the other party, he looked up at the distance, shook his head and smiled.

The Taoist talisman in Liushutang has become quite famous among low-level disciples. Yang Xiu only used the most effective spiritual ink for this kind of Taoist talisman, and Yang Xiu did not spend much effort when writing the talisman. Even so, the effect of this spirit gathering talisman is still more than 10% higher than that of the ordinary version.

Yang Xiu wrote the talismans and handed over the sale to Fang Houdao. After spending decades in the Tianshu Pavilion, Fang Houdao dealt with these people much more convenient than Yang Xiu, a newcomer.

In this way, you don’t have to worry about the low-grade spirit stones you use during practice. You can also save up the excess spirit stones to buy fire spirit pills, making Yang Xiu more confident in practicing the third level of body tempering.

However, Yang Xiu was also very considerate. The words on the Taoist talisman are mostly written in cursive script. If someone wants to copy the words on the Taoist talisman to practice calligraphy, he will only learn the Four Nosenses in the end.

The life of cultivating immortals is boring. Every day, the process of exactly the same spiritual energy entering the body and re-absorbing is repeated. Self-abuse usually endures crazy pain, and it is impossible to persevere without a certain degree of perseverance. Therefore, in addition to practicing, every monk will consciously cultivate some small hobbies for himself.

Yang Xiu’s hobby is reading.

Yang Xiu held the bamboo slips and didn't turn them around for a long time. Unknowingly, he must have thought that Yang Xiu was stunned by the book. In fact, Yang Xiu could clearly perceive every word in the book. As long as he had thoughts, every article in the book would automatically appear in his mind.

With this method, Yang Xiu discovered many buried good things in the mountains of books in Liushu Hall. For example, a new improved way of writing talismans, and some stunning ancient legends.

"Boy, someone is looking for it!"

Yang Xiu was so immersed in his mind that he heard Fang Houdao roar by the river, looking up, several people in special clothes were standing on the river beach, looking at him from a distance.

Yang Xiu looked at the other party from afar, saw clearly the Taoist robe of the unique styles of several people, and quickly confirmed that the other party was from the Xianmo Sect.

It seems that the Xianmo Sect team has arrived.

"You are Yang Xiu, right?"

The old man in the lead saw Yang Xiu coming and said straight to the point: "I heard that your Taoist talisman is very well written, take it out and take it out."

Yang Xiu turned his head to look at Fang Houdao. Old Man Fang made an innocent expression and said, "I made it clear, they don't believe it."

"The Taoist talismans in Liushutang are only sold domestically, not takeout." Yang Xiu spoke frankly, and after that, he turned around to help Fang Houdao clean up the tables and chairs, ready to close the stall.

"You don't have to worry, we are here with Mr. Zhuji,"

Seeing this, the old man smiled and said, "If your Taoist talisman is really as good as the legend, I can buy it at the price of a low-grade spirit stone and a Taoist talisman."

Fang Houdao's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he immediately turned his head and blinked at Yang Xiu in secret. That means these guys are suckers, and it will be useless if they don't kill them!

Yang Xiu was also happy when he heard this, and thought to himself that he was so generous. Are these people rich and have no place to spend?

"One of two spirit stones, no bargaining." Yang Xiu compared the old man with gesture, and the lion spoke loudly.

When the old man heard this, he couldn't help but twitch the corners of his eyes, and then paused before saying, "Okay! But I have a condition, I want to see you write talismans on the spot!"

...

Yang Xiu was not worried that the other party would see the secret of Ling Mo. Once the ink was written on the Taoist talisman, even Yang Xiu could not tell whether the power of the Taoist talisman came from his handwriting or the material from the Taoist talisman.

After splashing ink, Yang Xiu wrote twenty spirit gathering talismans in a row. He took the heavy bag handed over by the other party and looked at the crystal clear spirit stones inside, Yang Xiu couldn't help but laugh.

The money to repair the White Deer Sword was also collected.

As Lin Shuangchen's personal disciple, Yang Xiu can receive a piece of spirit stone and silver every month, but it is far from enough for Yang Xiu's expenses. It is necessary to make some money by himself.

The old man held a stack of spiritual gathering talismans and quickly left Liushu Hall with a group of people. Fang Houdao hugged the spirit stones like a treasure, and his old face smiled like a flower. The two agreed that Yang Xiu would give Fang Houdao 10% of the spirit stones obtained by selling spiritual talismans.

However, Fang Houdao asked for spirit stones not for cultivation, but for buying an extremely expensive wine, and the rest were used to bet on a small amount of money. Yang Xiu wanted to sell as many Taoist talismans as possible based on Old Man Fang's connections, so that mutual benefit would naturally not be rejected.

"Senior brother, do you think these people are a little weird?" Yang Xiu asked Fang Houdao.

"Everyone from the Xianmo Sect is like this,"

Fang Houdao picked out two spirit stones and stuffed them into his arms, and said indifferently: "I'll come back later tonight. Remember to leave some for me if you make delicious food."

Yang Xiu turned his head and looked at the Xianmo Sect and his group hurriedly crossing the small bridge, thinking that he was too suspicious. What could happen to him on the territory of Tianshu Pavilion?

...

The sunset and the moon rises, and the night is like water.

Yang Xiu, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed, had sweat beads hanging on his forehead, breathing for a long time, and had just recovered from the severe pain of practicing the meridian training. After a cycle of cycles, it was the time when his mind was most awake. Yang Xiu was used to taking advantage of this gap to think about some things.

Thinking of Hu Zi who was away from home, thinking of Liu Xian who had not seen for some time, thinking of his cold and simple-minded master, and the allocation of future practice costs...

"rustle……"

Yang Xiu adjusted his breathing and was about to carry out the next round of practice. An extremely slight sound was heard in his ears. He suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the top of his head, holding the hilt of the sword with his right hand at the same time.

These mice are big enough~

...

The three black shadows silently climbed up to the roof of Liushu Hall, and came to Yang Xiu's room with ease.
Chapter completed!