Chapter 101 Followed

Xiao Hua first found a stall, bought a lot of talisman ink and talisman paper, and then went to other places without stopping at all. All Xiao Hua bought were middle-grade talisman paper and low-grade talisman ink, although The number is not small, and it can never attract the attention of others. After Xiao Hua's experiments in the past few days, he found that whether it is high-grade talisman ink or low-grade talisman ink, the fireball talismans he refined are all top-grade, and have nothing to do with talisman ink and talisman paper, but if you use low-grade talisman paper, then You can only refine low-grade imprisonment talismans, but if you use middle-grade or high-grade talisman paper, you can refine medium-grade imprisonment talismans.

Therefore, Xiao Hua is of course as frugal as possible, using the least amount of spirit stones to refine the most yellow wells.

After walking for a while, Xiao Hua suddenly felt a little strange, his footsteps stagnated slightly, and then he glanced slightly sideways when he turned a corner. There were many monks behind Xiao Hua, some of them were building foundations, some were cultivating Qi, and some were cover-ups. Some of them swaggered, but these people all looked at the booth, and no one cared about him, a little monk who seemed to be only on the second level of refining Qi. Even if he covered his face, no one would take it seriously. .

, "It's weird, could it be that you haven't had a good rest these few days?" Xiao Hua frowned, muttering to himself, then he dodged and went in other directions.

After a while, Xiao Hua's figure appeared in front of a small yellow talisman pavement, most of the pavement was empty, only a few Fireball Talismans, Frozen Talismans and the like, a black and thin old man Sitting there with hands down, looking bored, Xiao Hua at this time is very familiar with the road, stepped forward and cupped his hands and said, "This fellow daoist invites you!"

, "Hehe, fellow daoist, what can I do?" The black and thin old man seemed to understand Xiao Hua's meaning, and smiled back.

"Please fellow daoist have a look at this imprisonment talisman?" Xiao Hua said and handed a imprisonment talisman forward.

"Yeah." The black and thin old man took it while nodding, looked at it carefully, gathered his head slightly and said, "Yes, such a high-level confinement talisman has been refined to such a level that it is very valuable. It should be above average!"

"I don't know if You want to buy it?" Xiao Hua secretly rejoiced in his heart.

The old man looked at his vacant booth and said with a smile: "That's natural. Since the Taoist friend came to the poor Taoist, it means that he also has intentions. If the poor Taoist can empty the mind of the Taoist friend?"

, "Also ask Fellow Daoist to bid!" Xiao Hua was not wordy, he felt a little uneasy in his heart.

, "Well, the middle-grade high-level yellow talismans are generally one hundred and twenty low-grade spirit stones on Yiji, and fellow daoists must also know it. How do you feel?" The black and thin old man said sincerely.

, "Friend Daoist" Xiao Hua's expression couldn't be seen, but his tone was full of regret and said: "The poor way has gone all the way,

I have seen this market clearly for a long time. If I didn't want to go any further, why did I stop in front of the fellow Taoist's booth? This is also predestined with fellow daoist, and fellow daoist actually gave such a low price, which really makes poor dao sad! "

"How much does Fellow Daoist think is appropriate?" The old man's face remained unchanged.

"One hundred and forty low-grade spirit stones are produced on weekdays, who made Pindao have a destiny with you? How about just one hundred and thirty?" Xiao Hua said unceremoniously.

"Hey, fellow daoist, at this price, the poor daoist can't take advantage of it at all. The poor daoist can't agree. If fellow daoist really wants to make a move, then one hundred and ten low-grade spirit stones!" The old man looked at Xiao Hua , whispered: "Pindao knows the origin of these spirit stones, fellow daoist, if fellow daoist agrees, then I will give some benefits to fellow daoist!"

Xiao Hua pretended to be pondering, wondering: "Fellow Daoist made it difficult for the poor. The bottom line of the poor is that if there are less than 120 low-grade spirit stones, there is no way for the poor to make business when they go back!"

"Then forget it!" The black and thin old man waved his hand and said, "Your bottom line is too high, and the poor Taoist can't handle it. Please ask fellow Taoists to take a look at it!"

, "Oh, okay n" Xiao Hua nodded and smiled: "Then Poor Dao's more than two hundred middle-grade yellow talismans are cheaper for others!"

"What? How about more than two hundred?" The black and thin old man became anxious when he heard it, and opened his mouth and said, "Oh fellow Taoist, why didn't you say it earlier? This yellow talisman is all you need! "

"Don't, don't, Pindao's yellow talisman is one hundred and twenty-five low-grade spirit stones, fellow daoist, don't get it wrong!" Xiao Hua's voice was a little hoarse.

, "One hundred and twenty-five?" The old man was slightly taken aback when he heard it, but then he smiled and said, "It's nothing to say, fellow Taoist, we are destined, and the poor Taoist recognizes it at this price!"

The old man knew very well that most of the five-element yellow talismans on Yiji, such as this high-level imprisonment talisman are still too few. A low-grade spirit stone, just because you bought the imprisonment talisman and bought some five-element yellow talisman, it will definitely not be missing.

, "Then please prepare spirit stones, Fellow Daoist!" Xiao Hua said with a smile, "There are two hundred and thirty Imprisonment Talismans here in Poor Dao."

"Okay, it should be two hundred and eighty-seven middle-grade spirit stones plus fifty low-grade spirit stones. The poor will count you two hundred and ninety middle-grade spirit stones. I don't know whether you want middle-grade spirit stones or top-grade spirit stones. The black and thin old man said quickly.

"Well, it's still a middle-grade spirit stone, and the top-grade spirit stone can't be shared with the brothers when I go back!"

Xiao Hua nodded.

"Okay." The black and thin old man divided the spirit stones in the storage bag as he spoke, and said with a smile: "You have so many yellow talismans, you can actually occupy a booth for yourself!"

Xiao Hua's heart moved, but then he waved his hands and said: "Poverty is just running around, don't care about the others, it's a bit troublesome to occupy a booth! It's easy to attract attention!"

"Hahaha, fellow daoist is overthinking!" The old man stretched out his hand to take the storage bag Xiao Hua handed over, put the spirit stones into it, and then took the imprisonment talisman Xiao Hua handed over and said with a smile: "Daily You only need to hand over a low-grade spirit stone to Jingbo City, and anyone can set up a booth here, and fellow Taoists wear míwan, who would know who you are?"

"It's true!" Xiao Hua smiled, but then he took the storage bag, waved his hand and said: "Poverty Dao needs to practice more, I don't have time to waste this!"

"Hehe, since you don't want to do it yourself, if this yellow talisman is cheap in the future, come and give it to the poor Taoist!" The black and thin monk cupped his hands.

Xiao Hua didn't answer right away, he lowered his head to ponder, looked back a few times, there was nothing obstructive, then raised his head and said with a smile: "If fellow Taoists have any pills here that can be provided to the poor, the poor can naturally consider it! "

"Oh, fellow daoist, this is a lion's mouth!" The old man smiled bitterly: "My Yanxing sect only uses yellow talismans to maintain it, but there is no pill formula. Fellow daoist is really embarrassing for the poor!"

Xiao Hua didn't speak, and cupped his hands, saying goodbye.

The old man said again: "However, there are many cultivators on the day of Yishi, fellow Taoists can come and see with the brothers of the noble family, maybe you can come across some ordinary pills!"

"Well, thank you fellow daoist!" Xiao Hua nodded and left.

After walking for a while, Xiao Hua quickly dodged and hid in a remote place, stuck out half of his head, staring at the booth of the yellow talisman just now, only to see that there was no one in front of the booth just now, after the old man wrote a few words, There are also more people who patronize, but after a stick of incense, those people gradually dispersed. Among them, there is no one who can attract Xiao Hua's attention!

"It's really strange! Could it be that I'm a frightened bird?" Xiao Hua was depressed, and just about to turn around, he heard a rather familiar voice shouting from a distance in front: "You are just an ordinary jade pendant... How dare you ask for a top-grade spirit stone?"

Xiao Hua was amazed, looking far away, a group of people were surrounding a booth, and that voice came from there!

Xiao Hua, who quickly walked over to the genius physicist to watch, never thought that just after he left the booth, the black and thin cultivator just put the imprisonment talisman on the booth, and after writing a few words, a man in mí The monk in Anhui walked over to the genius physicist, pointed at the words with his hand, and said hoarsely: "Fellow Daoist, you actually have a talisman of imprisonment here, it seems that you haven't had it just now, right?"

The black and thin old man said with a smile: "Yuecai didn't have it, it doesn't mean it doesn't have it now! I don't know if fellow Taoists need it? This is a high-grade confinement talisman, and the poor Taoist only sells one hundred and sixty low-grade spirit stones!"

"Well, the price is not bad, but the poor want more, is your family's imprisonment talisman enough?"

The black and thin old man was not suspicious, and said with a smile: "Pindao has left a lot to wait for the day of the Yishi. If fellow Taoists sincerely want it, each yellow talisman will give ten more low-grade spirit stones. More than a hundred ways are all given to you!"

"Ah?" The monk was obviously a little stunned, and almost wanted to go in and out.

"What's the matter? Do you think the price is too high?" The black and thin old man sneered: "Wait a few more days and it will be Yishi. I'm afraid this imprisonment talisman will have to be priced at two middle-grade spirit stones? If fellow Taoists don't do it now, It will be over by then!"

And at this moment, several monks were also attracted by the handwriting of the black-handed old man, and came over.

"Hey, poor Daoist, think about it again!" The monk hesitated, but the black and thin old man didn't care, and turned to greet others. The monk stood for a while, followed by a few leaving monks, Xiao Xiao in the distance Although Hua has been watching, how does he know the dialogue in it? Even heard it? What could he... know?

How could he know that under the míwan, a face full of greed is whispering: "One hundred and fifty low-grade spirit stones, one imprisonment talisman, two white road yellow talismans, how many spirit stones are there! This guy I have been haunting Yizhong for many days, I am afraid...there are several top-quality spirit stones in the storage bag?"

The cultivator was also cautious, never turned back after leaving the booth, never looked at the place where Xiao Hua left, walked for a long time, then turned back again, and looked around!

Besides, when Xiao Hua heard a familiar voice, he just walked towards the crowd, and when he got close, he saw the person standing in front of a booth with messy things, didn't feel it was strange! a.