Chapter 115 Exchange (1/2)

Lin Mu has always had confidence in talismans.

Talismans played an indispensable role in killing Ren Hong.

Lin Mu wanted to come to the Thousand Talismans Shop to see if he could find some treasures.

Lingfu Sect makes a living by making talismans, and no other sect in Tianxiao Realm can compare with it in terms of talisman making.

However, all the elders in the Jindan stage of Lingfu Sect have died, and the sect has begun to decline.

Despite this, the strength of Lingfu Sect should not be underestimated. Over the past few decades, Lingfu Sect has still stood in Tianxiao Realm and has not been swallowed up or destroyed by other sects. This itself represents a kind of strength.

Talismans are a very expensive industry, but also a very profitable industry.

People who enter and leave the Thousand Talismans Shop are all dignified and dressed luxuriously.

Standing outside the store, Lin Mu heard a sound coming from inside.

"Give me 100 Fireball Talismans!"

"Okay, wait a moment."

"How many spirit stones?"

"Four hundred in total."

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Lin Mu walked into the store with a calm expression and saw a young man putting a dozen paper talismans into a storage bag, then turned around and left the store. He passed by Lin Mu and immediately turned his head away arrogantly without even looking at Lin Mu. He walked out of the store and left.

Lin Mu secretly felt amused in his heart. Why was this man so arrogant?

He felt a little puzzled.

Are all rich people like this?

Shaking his head, Lin Mu walked into the store.

The shop owner came up to him and said with a smile: "What would you like to order? Our shop sells all kinds of low-level talismans, and we also sell mid-level talismans."

Lin Mu didn't say much and directly stated the purpose of his trip: "I have been learning the art of making talismans recently, and I want to buy some jade slips for making mid-level talismans."

The shop owner was stunned for a moment, looking up and down at Lin Mu, thinking to himself, is this guy here to steal his business?

The shop owner's face returned to normal immediately, but his smile had disappeared, and he said calmly: "Our shop only sells talismans, not jade slips."

Lin Mu knew this long ago, he had just encountered the same problem in Miao Yaofang.

The reason why people are unwilling to agree to something with others is mainly because the benefits given by that person are not enough.

Knowing this, Lin Mu was naturally familiar with the situation this time, and said with a smile: "Don't be angry, I'm not here to steal your business. I'm just passing by and will leave soon. I need a lot of talismans and want to learn to make them myself. I hope you can understand."

After these two sentences, the owner's expression eased a little, and he quietly waited for Lin Mu's next words.

Seeing the owner's expression ease, Lin Mu smiled and said: "I know you don't want to reveal this talisman-making technique, but you have to know that I won't get the talisman-making technique from you for nothing. As long as you ask, whether it's spirit stones or other things, as long as it's within my tolerance, I can accept it."

Hearing Lin Mu's words, the owner nodded and said: "Since you said so, it's not completely impossible. But what do you want to impress me with?"

Lin Mu had a faint smile on his face, knowing that the owner was already tempted.

Lin Mu didn't say anything, and directly took out three thousand spirit stones from the storage bag and placed them on the counter.

Most of these spirit stones were looted by Lin Mu from the disciples of the Yuling Sect.

The combined spiritual stones of dozens of Yuling Sect disciples only add up to this number. The wealth of Qi Refining disciples is really poor.

The shop owner is a person who deals in talismans. He has seen many spiritual stones that are larger than this. At this moment, he did not show any expression, and still looked at Lin Mu calmly.

What he meant was that these spiritual stones were still not enough.

Lin Mu understood what he meant. He gritted his teeth and took out two bottles of hundred-year-old spiritual milk from the storage bag and placed them on the counter.

The shop owner opened the bottle stopper, and a fragrance spread. The rich spiritual energy made people feel refreshed.

"This seems to be a hundred-year-old spiritual milk!" The shop owner exclaimed. Even though he was knowledgeable, he was a little excited at this moment.

"Not bad." Lin Mu nodded and said, "I got this hundred-year-old spiritual milk by chance. It is extremely rare. This spiritual milk is full of spiritual energy. It is perfect for breaking through the bottleneck. I see that you are already in the late stage of foundation building. These two bottles of spiritual milk can help you practice to the spiritual silence stage."

"The effect is so good?" The shop owner was a little unconvinced.

Although he had heard of the hundred-year-old spiritual milk, he had never seen or tasted it.

Lin Mu smiled and said, "Not only that, this spiritual milk also contains a faint Zhongsun Fire. If you are very lucky, you can produce a third-grade spiritual fire, Zhongsun Fire, in your body by taking this hundred-year-old spiritual milk."

The owner's suspicion has not diminished: "How do you know?"

Lin Mu smiled, and did not speak. He pinched his hands directly, and the "Red Fire Art" was performed. A ball of pale white flame suddenly appeared at Lin Mu's fingertips. The pale white flame looked very quiet, but the temperature in the whole store suddenly rose a lot.

The owner's heart trembled. He was very close to the Zhongsun Fire and could clearly feel the power of the flame. He saw that although Lin Mu was in the Qi Refining Stage, if he used this Zhongsun Fire to fight against him, his strength would not be inferior to his own.

Who is this person? The people in the store have begun to speculate about Lin Mu's origins.

Could he be the descendant of the head of a certain sect?

This must be a big sect! The shopkeeper quickly positioned Lin Mu in his mind.

The arrogant young man who just passed by Lin Mu was the grandson of an elder of the Weapon Refining Sect, but he only had a few hundred spirit stones on him.

But when he saw Lin Mu take out three thousand spirit stones, his face remained calm and he was still as calm as before, obviously not caring about these spirit stones.

What surprised him even more was that a Qi Refining cultivator actually had a hundred-year-old spirit milk that he had never seen before.

This is absolutely abnormal!

Lin Mu's conversation and demeanor also impressed him, which was completely inconsistent with his age.

The third-grade bell shoot fire was burning quietly. Lin Mu retracted his magic formula and removed his spiritual power, and the flames dissipated immediately.

The shopkeeper came back to his senses and smiled, "Although these things are good, they are still not enough to exchange for the unique skills of my sect."

"Do you still have this hundred-year-old spirit milk? If you have a few more bottles, maybe I can consider it." The shopkeeper looked at the two bottles of spirit milk and smiled.

Hearing the shopkeeper say this, Lin Mu was secretly happy, knowing that this transaction would most likely be successful.

But he still pretended to be embarrassed: "This hundred-year-old spiritual milk is too rare. I only got six bottles at the beginning. I took one bottle, and now there are only five bottles left. Giving you two bottles now is the maximum limit I can bear. I plan to keep the remaining three bottles for the foundation-building period."

When the shopkeeper heard that Lin Mu still had three bottles left, his eyes suddenly became eager. He just asked casually and did not hold much hope. If Lin Mu really didn't have it, he would be willing to exchange with Lin Mu, but the exchanged items would be worse. Now I heard that Lin Mu still had three bottles. If he was willing to exchange, he wouldn't mind giving him some good things.

"Haha, there are still three bottles." The shopkeeper smiled and said, "It's not that I'm greedy. I really envy your Zhongsun Fire. I'm worried that two bottles of spiritual milk won't allow me to have Zhongsun Fire. If you're willing to give it, give me two more bottles. I won't let you down and will definitely exchange it for something of equal value."

Lin Mu pretended to hesitate for a while before asking, "This really makes it difficult for me. What do you have? Can I see it?"

The shopkeeper smiled and thought, seeing how much he likes talismans, this thing will definitely impress him.

The shopkeeper stretched out his hand and took out a jade slip from the storage bag, handed it to Lin Mu and said, "This jade slip records the production methods of more than a dozen intermediate talismans. Including some powerful talismans, such as "Explosive Flame Talisman", "Flying Sky Talisman", "Vajra Talisman", "Water Sword Talisman", all of which are very good talismans."

Lin Mu remained calm after hearing this. Although there were many types of talismans recorded in the jade slip, it was not worth him spending two more bottles of hundred-year spiritual milk.

Seeing Lin Mu's expressionless face, the shop owner knew that this jade slip alone would never impress Lin Mu.

The shop owner smiled and stretched out his hand, and another object flew out of the storage bag and fell to the ground.

Lin Mu's eyes narrowed. This object was very large, three feet high, square, and shaped like a tripod, supported by four legs. But unlike ordinary bronze tripods, a smooth bronze plate was connected to the four legs of the tripod to form a whole.

What is this object? Lin Mu has never seen it before.

Seeing Lin Mu's puzzled face, the shop owner smiled and explained: "This magic weapon, I guess you haven't seen it before. This is a top-grade talisman mold, specially used to make paper."

Talisman mold? This is a new thing.

Lin Mu usually buys paper in the store to make talismans. If this talisman mold can be used to make paper, then the acres of seven-star grass he planted will have a place to use it?

Lin Mu was immediately interested: "This is the first time I have seen this talisman mold. Can you tell me what it is used for?"

The shop owner also became interested and explained with a smile: "If a talisman maker wants to make a good talisman, he must choose a well-made talisman paper. The quality of the talisman paper is mainly related to the following aspects. First, the grade of the spiritual herbs used to make the paper; second, the grade of the talisman mold used; third, the level of the person who makes the paper."

"This talisman mold is a top-grade magic weapon. The paper made with it is absolutely smooth and flat without a wrinkle. Such paper is very suitable for making talismans, which can greatly increase the success rate of making talismans." The shop owner explained.

Lin Mu nodded and said: "Yes, although this talisman mold is good, it is not as good as two bottles of hundred-year-old spiritual milk. Do you want to add anything else?"

After hearing this, the shop owner looked calm, but he thought to himself that he thought I was greedy, but it turned out that the two of them were greedy together.

"For example, can you give me some more talisman pens for free?" Seeing that the shop owner did not respond, Lin Mu reminded him.

The shop owner smiled bitterly and had to bleed again, taking out three talisman pens from the storage bag for Lin Mu to choose from.

Among these three talisman pens, one is the same as the one Lin Mu has now, which is a low-grade magic weapon, the golden bamboo pen. The other two, one is a green talisman pen, and the other is a white talisman pen, which Lin Mu could not name.

The shop owner explained: "This green talisman pen is a medium-grade magic tool, named Danqing Pen. This white talisman pen is called Yunyan Pen. It is white and crystal clear. The pen holder is made of the rare material water smoke jade, and the pen tip is made of the feathers of the third-level spiritual beast Yunzhonghe. It is a rare talisman pen. Although it is the same as the Danqing Pen, it is also a medium-grade magic tool, but the Yunyan Pen is much higher in terms of quality and the success rate of making talismans."

Lin Mu didn't know whether the shop owner was saying it was true or not, so he said shamelessly: "Except for the golden bamboo pen, I want both of these talisman pens."

The shop owner's face changed for a while, and he was about to refuse, but Lin Mu took out two bottles of hundred-year-old spiritual milk from the storage bag and handed them over, saying: "If you are willing, we will exchange now. If not, I will take these four bottles of spiritual milk and spiritual stones and turn around and leave."

The shop owner thought about it, looked at the four bottles of spiritual milk, and thought that it was just an extra medium-grade magic tool, so he nodded and agreed.

Lin Mu said to the shopkeeper again: "I don't have any spirit stones on me, but I definitely need cinnabar and the like to make talismans, and mid-level talismans need purple sand. Can you give me ten more bottles of cinnabar and ten more bottles of purple sand?"

"Of course, I won't let you suffer a loss." Seeing the shopkeeper's face change, Lin Mu hurriedly said: "I have a hundred bottles of Gathering Spirit Pills here. Although they have no effect on you, they can be used for your disciples to practice. What do you think?"

The shopkeeper's face eased a lot. After a pause, he smiled and said: "Okay, anyway, so much has been exchanged."

Lin Mu hurriedly took out another hundred Gathering Spirit Pills from the storage bag and put them on the counter.

The shopkeeper also took out ten bottles of cinnabar and ten bottles of purple sand and placed them next to the two talisman pens.

"These things are all yours." The shopkeeper put away the spirit stones, pills and spirit milk and smiled at Lin Mu.

"Then I won't be polite." Lin Mu smiled.

After that, the jade slip, the talisman mold, two talisman pens, ten bottles of cinnabar, and ten bottles of purple sand were all put into the storage bag.

Smiling and saying goodbye to the shop owner, Lin Mu left the shop and performed the "Wind Control Technique" to leave.