Chapter 150

This square city is a T-shaped structure, with a long square in front and a straight street behind.

Ye Kong walked all the way to the end of the street and didn't see a pill store. It seems that the pills here are really nervous, but at the last one at the end of the street, he found a shop selling magic talismans.

"Yunfu Pavilion, its name is so big. Did Yunfu sect open it here?" Ye Kong frowned and saw the word Yun Fu, which made him want to go to the story of Zhang Wude. Isn't the immortal gate of the Wu Kingdom the cloud Fu sect?

Entering the Yunfu Pavilion, ye Kong found that there were many monks inside, all looking for spiritual talismans suitable for their own use.

"I want that Tu Dun Fu."

"Ten spirit stones."

"Oh, and the ice needle spell."

"The ice needle mantra is a low-level medium-level, 40 spirit stones."

The business of Yunfu Pavilion is really good. Although it is the last one in the market, the business is the best. Not only are there monks standing full, but also people are constantly buying Lingshi.

Think about it, this talisman is cheaper than magic tools. Although it is disposable, this time use ice needle and next time use Firebird, which is not as simple as magic tools.

Moreover, the talisman has the effect that magic tools do not have, such as the earth Dun talisman, which can't fight and can escape. There is also the divine line talisman, which can run fast and don't feel tired when pasted on the legs.

Therefore, low-level friars like to carry several talismans on their bodies in case of need.

However, although the business of Yunfu Pavilion is good, there are also discordant voices.

A monk of the northern clan in a long robe and a Confucian shirt shouted angrily, "the spirit talisman you sell is not the spirit talisman of the authentic Yunfu door! Last time I bought a Firebird mantra, and put it out, there were only fifty or more Firebirds! There were 108 Firebirds, not a few of them!"

As soon as the northern monk roared, the noise in the room quieted down, and several monks who wanted to buy a talisman also stopped.

At this time, a short bald man came out of the back room and cursed fiercely, "who's your mother? Do you understand! The Firebird curse is 56 Firebirds! Where are 108?"

The man roared, and immediately heard those barbarian monks talking to each other, "Eagle vultures are out, I'm afraid they can't be wrong."

"Yes, immortal Eagle bald is the best talisman of our barbarians. How can he be wrong?"

"Yes, it is said that immortal Eagle vulture has practiced in Yunfu sect for 50 years and is highly valued. The lingfu he made are the most authentic lingfu of Yunfu sect."

When several monks said this in the crowd, someone immediately said, "the spirit Charm I have been buying here, is the Firebird mantra 56 Firebirds?"

The dwarf named Eagle vulture smiled proudly, raised his hand and took out a black sign. Lang said, "you can have a look. This is the proof of Yunfu sect disciples. The spirit talisman produced by our shop is definitely the authentic spirit talisman of Yunfu sect. At the same time, I guarantee with the reputation of Yunfu sect that the inferior medium-level Firebird mantra is 56 Firebirds! 108, that is the inferior high-level Firebird flame mantra!"

"Nonsense!" Huang Quan couldn't help but snort angrily and scolded, "this boy is nonsense. The Firebird curse was originally 108 Firebirds, but it actually made the Firebird flame curse. I've never fucking heard of it!"

Ye Kong also smiled, "this Firebird mantra was used on me by fan Jiu snake that day. It's really powerful. I almost died under that mantra. I remember clearly that it was 108."

Although Ye Kong knows the truth, he won't be idle and keep silent.

Most of the monks present were barbarian monks. They bought spells from immortal Eagle vulture from the beginning of their cultivation. They were used to fake and shoddy, and even thought that authentic was the standard.

Of course, some monks knew that the spell of Eagle vulture was not authentic, but when they looked at the realm of Eagle vulture, in the later stage of foundation building, they all chose to shut up.

It's a big deal if you don't buy it yourself. There's no need to offend such a powerful monk. You don't know how to die when you die.

Even the noisy monk of the northern clan was a little cold. Originally, he thought that the waiters here were at the level of the early stage of Qi refining. He didn't expect that the boss was at the late stage of foundation building, which was close to jiedan. How strong and tyrannical it was, and he couldn't compete with a monk in the period of Qi refining.

"Me too... According to people, maybe... The Firebird charm is 56 Firebirds." The friar of the northern clan peered and said.

"Hum, nonsense is bad for my business, or the market forbids the use of force, I will kill you now!" Immortal Eagle snorted angrily and walked back to the inner room.

As soon as the eagle bald left, the northern friar also ran away in panic, and the Yunfu attic was busy again.

Many barbarian monks continue to choose the talisman they need.

Perhaps, only when they are against their opponents who use the authentic Firebird curse, will they know how many Firebirds are in the Firebird curse.

But at that time, the chance of their survival using the fake charm was really slim.

Of course, these are not what ye Kong cares about. The fate of the barbarian monk has nothing to do with him. Besides, if he stands up, does anyone believe it?

"Give me a dozen blank markers." Ye Kong went to the counter and said to the salesperson inside.

"A spirit stone."

Hand over a piece of spirit stone, take the blank symbol paper, count it, a dozen of twelve, the quantity is no problem.

"Thank you." Ye Kong took the rune paper and walked out of the door of Yunfu Pavilion.

Well, now that we have Rune paper, psychic Rune pen and seeds of inferior spirit grass, we can officially start making runes.

"Brother Zaji, I'm bothering you again." Ye Kong smiled and went to the door to find Zaji, laughing, "I want to find a place to rest. I don't know if there is such a place in Fangshi."

"Of course." Zaji was very polite, pointed to the corner and said, "go there, there is a place for a temporary rest."

Ye Kong walked in the direction he pointed out and found that there was also a magic array here. It could be said that there was an array in the array, and this array had much stronger defense ability.

"There are two spiritual stones a day in a single room, and one spiritual stone a day in many people."

Alas, like the earth, money is demanded everywhere. Ye sighed, handed over a spirit stone and received a gold amulet.

Walk to the edge of the array, shine the golden talisman on the magic array, and immediately a circular door opening opens.

Inside, a young man led Ye Kong to find his room. At a glance, ye Kong was very satisfied. The so-called multi room, not many people live in one room, but many people live in a small building. Everyone has their own bedrooms, but the living room is public.

Of course, there is no bed in the immortal's bedroom. There is only a mat for people to meditate. There is a short long table in front of the mat, where you can put things.

"Well, that's it." Ye Kong waved back the boy, hurriedly closed the door, and hurriedly prepared to start the symbol making.

When ye Kong sat cross legged on the cattail mat, ancestor huangquan also got out of the small sword magic tool.

"I've lived for so many years, and I've never drawn a talisman." Huang Quan sat beside Ye Kong. He looked around and said, "I forgot to buy the flags just now. Although the house is quiet, it is not safe."

"Buy it later." Ye Kong was very excited. Haha, for the first time, he didn't know how successful the success rate was?

If the success rate is very high, haha, then draw to make money. Now don't you have everything?

He couldn't wait to take out the rune paper, spread it, took out the psychic Rune pen "wolf eyebrow", and took out a handful of cage grass seeds, which were slowly ground in the inkstone.

Ye Kong adjusted his mood and calmed his mood by grinding ink. At the same time, he flipped out the complete book of spells in his mind, opened a few pages, and finally chose the thunder fire spell. This is a low-level spell, but its power is close to the low-level middle level.

Hurriedly, his mind calmed down. Ye Kong closed his eyes and recalled the method of thunder fire curse several times. Then he pinched the wolf's eyebrows.

Raise your hand, dip the wolf eyebrow fully into the juice of lingcao seed, and then start writing.

Under Ye Kong's pen, the silver seed juice looks like a swimming dragon, flowing and extending, sometimes as thin as hair, sometimes thick and colorful. The lines seem to be disordered, but they seem to have some connection.