Because he had successfully crafted a top-grade talisman, the excited Lu Ping spent the next month continuously trying to craft top-grade talismans. Unfortunately, he only succeeded twice, but his success rate in crafting high-grade and mid-grade talismans had greatly increased.
Early in the morning at the end of the month, Lu Ping took the bag full of talismans and walked towards the market outside the side courtyard.
Because the side courtyard competition was imminent, the market was extraordinarily lively. There were even many Foundation Establishment cultivators flying across the sky, attracting a lot of envious gazes.
Lu Ping handed over a spirit stone and found a spot in the market. He put on the mask he got from the manager of the market and opened the bag. Thirty-six low-grade talismans, thirty-six mid-grade talismans, and six high-grade talismans were placed separately on the bag. These six high-grade talismans were mostly supportive spells. How could Lu Ping be willing to take out powerful offensive and defensive spells?
As soon as Lu Ping took out the talismans, it attracted the attention of others. Soon, a green-robed cultivator came to inquire about the price.
"Three low-grade talismans for one spirit stone, one mid-grade talisman for one spirit stone, and one high-grade talisman for three spirit stones." Lu Ping changed his tone and replied coldly.
Since two years ago, a middle-aged talisman crafting cultivator he met in the market disappeared for no reason, Lu Ping had been acting cautiously in the market.
That cultivator's skill in crafting talismans was very high. He had the magical power of an Eighth Layer Blood Refining Realm cultivator. He was very famous among the Blood Refining Realm cultivators and had given Lu Ping many pointers. However, after he accidentally crafted a top-grade talisman, he accidentally spilled the beans in the market. Since then, Lu Ping had never seen him again. His relatives and friends searched for him within a radius of a thousand miles, but he was nowhere to be found.
After advancing to the Seventh Layer Blood Refining Realm, Lu Ping believed that his skill in crafting talismans had surpassed that of the missing cultivator. Naturally, he was even more concerned about his own safety.
The green-robed cultivator smiled bitterly and said, "Fellow Daoist, isn't it a bit expensive?"
Lu Ping still replied coldly, "The quality of this talisman is a bit better than other talismans of the same grade."
When the green-robed cultivator heard this, he picked up a mid-grade talisman and felt the spiritual energy within it. He said, "As expected." After saying that, he wanted to say something else, but seeing the cold expression on Lu Ping's face, he shook his head and said, "One middle-grade Vajra Talisman, one Golden Sword Talisman, and one Swift Wind Talisman each. Three low-grade talismans of these three types."
"A total of six low-grade spirit stones." Lu Ping was happy in his heart, this was a good start, but his mouth still coldly said.
The green-robed cultivator reluctantly took out six Spirit Stones, then took the twelve talismans from Lu Ping and turned to leave. However, he suddenly turned back, gritted his teeth, and said, "One of these high-grade Ice Spike Talismans! This month's benefits are all given to you, Fellow Daoist. "
Lu Ping was naturally happy to get nine spirit stones in one go.
With the green-robed cultivator taking the lead, the other cultivators bought two or three talismans one after another. Lu Ping looked at the increasing number of spirit stones in his hands, he was also very excited, but on the surface, he still pretended to be cold.
Among them, there were quite a few courtyard disciples that Lu Ping knew. Even his own group's first disciple Yao Yong and fourth disciple Shi Lingling each bought a high-grade talisman, four mid-grade talismans, and several low-grade talismans from Lu Ping. This made Lu Ping speechless. Originally, he thought that since he had reached the late Blood Refining Realm, his benefits were already very good, but it seemed that he still couldn't compare to the eighth and ninth layer seniors. Not to mention, according to rumors, the two of them came from good families, and their backgrounds were much better than those of ordinary people like him.
In just one morning, Lu Ping had earned sixty-six low-grade spirit stones. This was a fortune that Lu Ping had never touched before. Lu Ping used ten spirit stones to buy the talisman paper and spirit ink he needed to craft talismans. The remaining fifty or so spirit stones would be used for the competition.
Lu Ping arrived at a pavilion at the center of the market, the Multi-Treasure Pavilion. This was a place that Lu Ping had never been to before. He couldn't afford to come here! The cheapest magic tools sold here were low-grade magic tools that could only be used by late Blood Refining Realm cultivators. Most of the customers here were Blood Condensation Realm cultivators.
Lu Ping entered the Multi-Treasure Pavilion with a nervous heart. An old man greeted him with a smile, "Little Fellow Daoist, welcome to our pavilion. May I ask what you need?"
Lu Ping calmed himself down and bowed to the old man, "Greetings, Old Senior. This junior wishes to buy an offensive magic tool. It's my first time here, so I don't know much about it. I hope Senior can give me some pointers."
It wasn't that Lu Ping was a shallow person, but that Lu Ping really didn't know much about magic tools. The Multi-Treasure Pavilion had always been reputable, and even a Blood Refining Realm cultivator like him had heard of it. That was why he asked the old man for advice. If he tried to hide it and pretended to know something he didn't know, it would only make the old man unhappy, and he would be the one to suffer.
The old man chuckled, obviously satisfied with Lu Ping's performance. He said, "Little Fellow Daoist, this way please!"
Lu Ping followed the old man to the side of the first floor. This was where the low-grade magic tools were displayed. He picked out three magic tools: a sword, a seal, and a fan. He said, "These three magic tools are not bad among the low-grade magic tools." After that, he looked at Lu Ping and continued, "Little Fellow Daoist has a solid foundation. You won't have to worry about running out of energy like other Seventh Layer Blood Refining Realm cultivators."
When the old man looked at him, Lu Ping felt a chill run down his spine. It was as if he was seen through by the old man. Could this be the divine sense that only Blood Condensation Realm cultivators have? Lu Ping became even more cautious and said respectfully, "Please give me some pointers, Senior!"
The old man nodded and said, "This sword is called 'Lightning Speed'. Its attack power is the lowest among the three magic tools, but its attack speed is the highest. It is flexible and flexible, and compared to the other two magic tools, it requires the least amount of arcane energy. This seal is called 'Landslide'. It is the most powerful, but it requires the most arcane energy."
After that, he looked at Lu Ping and continued, "With little Fellow Daoist's current level of spiritual energy, it should be enough. This third magic tool is called 'Flame Fan'. It can spit out spiritual fire to injure enemies. Its quality is between the two magic tools. May I know which magic tool Little Fellow Daoist is interested in? "
Lu Ping thought to himself, I can barely control this magic tool, so why would I care about its flexibility? I only want to injure my enemies in one strike. So, I'll forget about this sword and this fan. Just this mountain-shaped magic tool is enough.
The old man kept looking at Lu Ping with a smile. Seeing that Lu Ping had come back to his senses, he knew that Lu Ping had made up his mind, so he asked, "Which magic tool do you want?"
Lu Ping said, "Thank you for your pointers, Senior. I've already made up my mind. I want this' Landslide '. May I ask how much this magic tool is worth? "
The old man stroked his beard and said with a smile, "Little Fellow Daoist has a good eye. This' Landslide 'is enough for little Fellow Daoist to use until the middle stage of Foundation Establishment. Little Daoist, since this is your first time entering this pavilion, this old man has decided to give you a 10% discount. You only need to pay 45 spirit stones. "
Lu Ping was stunned. Although it was his first time buying a magic tool, it didn't mean that he didn't know its price. Ordinary low-grade magic tools were only worth around 30 spirit stones. This was the first time Lu Ping had seen a magic tool worth 50 spirit stones. Looking at the old man's expression, Lu Ping recalled the evaluation of the Spirit Treasures Pavilion he heard from many cultivators. He clenched his teeth and said, "I'll buy it!"
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