With all kinds of thoughts running through his mind, Zhang Yuqing hesitated again and again, but the caution and worry lingering in his mind finally gained the upper hand.

No immortal cultivator can avoid being greedy in front of the Four Arts of Immortal Cultivation, especially those of them who are wandering around in the city.

Medicinal pills, talismans, weapon refining, and formations. Mastering any one of these four skills is equivalent to having an endless vein of cultivation resources.

Precisely because of this, the five thousand taels of gold offered by the fat monk seemed even more evil.

It's too cheap, only five thousand taels of gold, converted into spiritual stones, only fifty low-grade spiritual stones.

As the saying goes, there must be some evil behind the scenes. Zhang Yuqing instantly recalled the countless monks in this city who thought they had picked up a big leak but lost their lives.

'I absolutely cannot agree, God knows what conspiracy is hidden behind it. I can travel through the Northern Song Dynasty plane. As long as I survive, I can always develop. I can't think of taking shortcuts every day!'

"Some of them are too expensive. Can you reduce the price by one or two if appropriate?"

Zhang Yuqing maintains the character of a monk who is full of greed but has no choice but to be cash-strapped, nagging and clamoring to get the fat monk to give him an advantage.

He didn't refuse outright, because it would be unreasonable to do so.

The fat monk clicked his tongue and said, "Did you, fellow Taoist, come here specifically to amuse me? I will sell you the inheritance of the four arts of cultivating immortals for five thousand taels of gold. At this price, you will take advantage of me!"

"Although it is just a incomplete introductory book on talismans, I can guarantee that it contains no less than ten common talisman techniques, as well as three advanced talismans!"

"Incomplete?" Zhang Yuqing seemed to calm down all of a sudden, and said in a cold voice: "Is it me who is amusing my fellow Taoist, or is this my fellow Taoist trying to trick the poor Taoist?"

"Who doesn't know that you shouldn't practice hastily with incomplete scriptures? Who knows if there are any mistakes in the records above? If you make a mistake after following the instructions and become obsessed, it will be a serious matter that will cost you your life!"

The fat monk chuckled and said, "Fellow Taoist, you don't need to worry about this. I'll tell you the truth. Naturally, I'll find someone to verify the practicality of the inheritance."

"After inspection by Master Ouyang of the city's talisman industry, this inheritance was deemed to be a valid first-level talisman classics and jade slips. Its only defect is that it can only be used by three people to imprint spiritual knowledge and study, and it cannot pass on the family business.

"

"Oh?" Zhang Yuqing pondered for a moment.

He had heard of this kind of jade slips, which indeed had strict requirements on the number of practitioners due to various reasons. They were often given to disciples by certain major sects.

The purpose is to prevent disciples from spreading the sect's skills wantonly.

Generally speaking, apart from the only disadvantage that this kind of inheritance jade slip cannot be used to pass down family members, it has all its advantages.

Because it comes from the Immortal Cultivating Sect, it is often a complete skill inheritance, and can be practiced at the first, second, third or even higher levels. Moreover, the knowledge recorded in it is more reliable and clear. After all, it has been continuously developed by the sect for thousands of years.

What has been verified and modified is by no means comparable to the disorganized and messy inheritance of casual cultivators.

"What a pity." Zhang Yuqing said with regret.

"Yeah, who says it's not a pity?" The fat monk nodded in agreement: "Monks like you and me naturally don't have the spare money to buy such incomplete talismans and pass them on. We have to fight for our family all our lives.

live."

"Alas -" Zhang Yuqing pretended to be melancholy and said: "It seems that I have no chance with it. My family will definitely not agree to spend such a large sum of money on myself. That's all, fellow Taoist, let's say goodbye.

See you tomorrow!"

The fat monk's smile did not diminish, and he said cheerfully like Maitreya Buddha: "Okay, I will set up a stall here every day to welcome my fellow Taoist!"

The two said goodbye with each other's hands. After Zhang Yuqing disappeared into the crowd, the fat monk rubbed his index finger and said, "No money? I don't think so... Well, should I sell this news to the Luo brothers?"

After thinking for a while, he turned around and greeted the new monks.

Zhang Yuqing squirmed and turned around several stalls skillfully, and then he carefully checked to make sure no one was following him, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

'I guess this fat Taoist priest won't attack me, right? After all, he has a pretty good reputation in the market, and I haven't heard of any rumors that anyone was killed after making a deal with him...'

The reason why Zhang Yuqing came to this person to buy the exercises was naturally because he made a horizontal comparison and felt that compared to other casual cultivators, this person was more trustworthy and would not easily think of killing people and stealing goods.

He had learned before that the fat Taoist priest came from a dilapidated immortal cultivating family. There was only one great-uncle left in the family who was in the late stage of Qi refining. The whole family was excluded from the family behind the scenes in Hongyuanfang City.

If others hadn't been worried that a foundation-building ancestor who had been in seclusion for many years had some friendship with the ancestor of the fat Taoist family, his whole family would have been wiped out.

The fat Taoist priest was also smart. Not only did he not think of running out of the market, but he spent all his property to rent a stall for a long time and started a business of selling exercises.

It actually allowed him to survive until the day when the foundation-building ancestor came out of seclusion, and the family was able to continue.

In other words, this person is like a "shoe-wearing" person compared to the solitary cultivator.

After all, his whole family still lives in Fang City, so he won't easily have any thoughts of harming others or have any scruples.

This is also something Zhang Yuqing values.

But despite this, Zhang Yuqing was still in no hurry to leave the 'Qianbao Pavilion' and return to Lihuo Peak. Instead, he walked towards the Qionglou Yuyu in the center of the village.

When we walked in, we saw that the Qianbao Pavilion was indeed magnificent, with carved railings, jade inlays, green tiles and red roofs, and high-quality materials.

After entering the first floor, the space inside was extremely spacious, and the maid Yingying came forward to receive her.

"Open a quiet room." Zhang Yuqing took out the last half of the spiritual stone and handed it to the maid, then followed her towards the second floor.

After sending away the maid from Qianbao Pavilion, Zhang Yuqing sat cross-legged on the high-level funeral bed. Feeling the abundant spiritual energy in the air, she couldn't help but take a deep breath.

The high-quality Ningshen incense that was always burning slowly filled his mouth and nose, refreshing his heart and mind.

"It's good to have money..." Zhang Yuqing sighed, and immediately took out the jade slip of "The Art of Invisibility" from his arms and put it on his forehead, immersed in it.

In an instant, extremely complicated spells, mantras, magic nodes and meridian maps poured into his sea of ​​consciousness, and were sorted out, understood and unblocked by him one by one.

The dim golden light flickered on and off, just like breathing. Zhang Yuqing felt that the huge amount of knowledge seemed so easy to understand. It was quickly digested and absorbed by him and stored in the sea of ​​consciousness.

About an hour later, Zhang Yuqing slowly opened his eyes.

A smile formed at the corner of his mouth, the index and middle fingers of his right hand were held together in front of his chest, and he whispered a byte in his mouth: "Hidden!"
Chapter completed!