The sword of practice Taoism not only requires all kinds of medicinal materials, but also requires fire talismans to be refined.

Before this, it is better to practice the talisman method first.

Qin Xianyu found a candle shop and asked about the price, but couldn't help but feel secretly shocked.

Talisman pens, talisman paper, and cinnabar are all extremely expensive things. After all, this is the most prosperous area in Fengxing Mansion, and it is reasonable to have high prices. Moreover, those who can use these things are basically wealthy families, and they are not short of money.

The little servant behind him stuck out his tongue and grinned, "I sold myself as a servant, and it was only ten taels of silver. A cinnabar weighing a monday cost five taels, which is as expensive as gold."

Qin Xianyu was already a nobleman in the Liu Mansion. He was about to go out for a trip, but the Liu Mansion manager did not dare to be negligent, so he sent a servant to follow Qin Xianyu and obeyed his orders.

Qin Xianyu smiled and said, "It's a little expensive, but cinnabar is divided into three or six. These five taels of silver weigh one qian are barely listed as the top-notch. I'll buy some one tael of silver and one qian, well, buy three. Others... cough cough..."

As for the talisman, it is said that it was consecrated by a famous and enlightened man. What is the fetal hair of the white wolf cub as the brush stroke? The Lihua bamboo in the capital is a pen stick. It is rare in the world. Even if ordinary people hold it, they can get spiritual energy.

One pen, thirty taels of silver.

After hearing this price, Qin Xianyu's hand trembled and he almost threw away the talisman pen.

In addition, there are also house-controlling swords, evil-controlling talismans, magic tools, statues, jade carvings, etc. It is unclear whether there are any magical effects, but the price is so expensive that it makes people tremble.

When Qin Xianyu asked for the price, three or four groups of people came one after another. They were dressed in luxurious clothes and did not ask for the price. They bought talismans, jade pendants, magic weapons, etc., and there were only a few hundred taels.

"Xiaodao also thinks that my family is worth more than 200 or two, which is a big fortune. It seems that in the eyes of real wealthy families, it is just a change for buying a few things." Qin Xianyu smiled bitterly, "For ordinary people, dozens of silver are not small money, and one or two taels of silver is rare. This little servant sells himself and is only worth ten taels of silver. Those things just now can buy more than ten maids."

I often hear that wealthy families spend a lot of money and the cost of a meal can be used as an ordinary family for several years. Qin Xianyu has barely seen a little today.

After buying three portions of cinnabar, Qin Xianyu grinned secretly, thinking that he would buy a brush and barely act as a talisman pen.

Pen, ink, paper and inkstone are used by literati, not ordinary low-priced things, and the price is naturally not low, but there are always some suitable for poor scholars. For example, there is a very rough one, only if the branches are flattened and a tuft of hairs tied at the end, only six or seven silver coins are left.

This time, Qin Xianyu was rich and powerful. He bought a better brush for about twenty silver coins.

As for the talisman paper, let’s forget it, it’s better to draw talismans on the wall for the time being.

"Tail Master, look... it's so lively there."

This family is only fifteen or sixteen years old, younger than Qin Xianyu, and is at the age of Feiyang to escape. He sold himself three or four years ago and rarely left the house. He only recently received appreciation from the manager. In addition to purchasing, he led him out a few times and recognized many roads and shops, but he had never really visited them.

Whenever the servants saw something lively, they would go forward. Qin Xianyu had no choice but to keep up.

The main and secondary of these two people were almost reversed. Ding from this family was originally here to obey Qin Xianyu's orders, but in the end, he asked Qin Xianyu to be his follower.

"This guy is so awesome."

The little servant exclaimed and quickly applauded.

Qin Xianyu stood on tiptoe and took a look, and saw a strong man holding a thick stick and smashing it hard at one of the people in the field.

There was a dull bang.

The man who was hit by a wooden stick had a calm expression and looked up slightly without any strange color.

Qin Xianyu's pupils shrank slightly and he thought to himself: "This man already has the ability to transport blood and blood."

The man had a thorny upper body, and was only considered to be of medium size, not burly. He could hold a wooden stick or even hit by a hammer.

Qin Xianyu could see clearly that before the wooden stick hit the man, the man's flesh bulged and turned red. Then the wooden stick was hit and it was already resisted by the blood and was not injured.

"Come on, I am Yue Lei, a man from the martial arts world, and I have practiced my skills in horizontal practice, so I can beat you with a wooden stick and an iron hammer!"

"As long as five silver coins, you can hit me with a wooden stick. Ten silver coins can be used, and twenty silver coins can be smashed with a big iron hammer!"

"Beat to death without any resentment! Beat to the deceased and accept your fate!"

The man in his forties and fifties shouted: "If anyone thinks he has some strength, he can try it! As for those soft eggs who don't have much strength, they can retreat."

This was so embarrassing that another person stepped forward, threw down ten silver coins, held the iron stick, and smashed it hard at the man's chest.

The man who claimed to be struck by Thunder Mountain practiced martial arts and was able to transport qi and blood. He had transported qi and blood to his chest long ago. The flesh suddenly bulged and the qi and blood swelled red.

In an instant, the iron rod fell down and shook.

This man who could carry blood and blood smiled, but nothing happened.

The man holding the iron rod was secretly angry, and threw down ten more silver coins and continued to hit him.

"Before he was hit, he had already transported his qi and blood to the position he was about to be hit, causing his skin to bulge, his qi and blood to flush, and resisted external forces. But most people can't see this method. It was only half a breath that he was hit by an iron rod. In the audience, except for me, I am afraid that no one will see the changes in his flesh and blood."

Qin Xianyu said intimately: "Human flesh and blood are already a bit elastic, which can reduce the impact and remove some strength. With his ability to transport qi and blood, and his body is solid, it is reasonable to be able to withstand the impact of a hammer."

"But this ability can only resist blunt weapons."

"If someone uses sharp weapons like swords, let alone transporting qi and blood, even if they cultivate internal strength, they will be cut through the flesh and poked a hole by the sharp weapon."

Qin Xianyu looked at it for a moment, and more than a dozen people went up one after another, but they could not injure the man.

Everyone was curious, but a few more people went up, but they still couldn't hurt him.

However, a single blow requires five silver coins, even ten silver coins, and twenty silver coins. This is also a lot of money for ordinary families. For example, Li Ding, who went up the mountain to chop wood, was quite rare for him.

Gradually, no one went up.

Yue Lei shouted a few more words, and there was a little more ridicule.

Qin Xianyu smiled slightly, shook his head, pulled the excited little servant, and turned around and left.

"Are they all foul-free girls? Or are they as delicate and tender as this little Taoist priest?"

Qin Xianyu was about to leave, but when he heard this, his feet suddenly paused.

Yue Lei used his ability to transport qi and blood to resist the blunt attack. Dozens of people stepped forward to attack, and all of them were strong and strong, tall and big, and all returned without success. At this time, the onlookers were numb and no longer tried. In addition to his distress, he had to anger everyone. Seeing this little Taoist priest with a beautiful and fair face, he used him to mock everyone.

But I didn't expect that this sentence made the little Taoist priest stop.

When Ji Lei Shanyue Lei stopped, he sneered and said, "Look, a white little guy is more courageous than you."

"Damn it, I don't believe it, I can't knock you down!"

Sure enough, someone was angry. A tall and strong man in his early forties shouted out loud, lifted up a thick wooden stick, and walked forward.

Suddenly, a hand stopped him.

Everyone was shocked.

The one who stopped this strong man was the little Taoist priest.

The pretty little Taoist priest smiled slightly and apologized to the tall and strong man: "Brother, let me give it to you first."

The tall and strong man was stunned.

Qin Xianyu only smiled at him, then turned around and whispered in his heart: "It's time to vent."

Over the past few days, Qin Xianyu has always had some thoughts of trying it out day and night.

Moreover, since the old Taoist left, he felt quite depressed, and the future path was not clear.

Many things are in front of you or in the future, and if you calculate carefully, there will be many things.

If you have depression in your heart, in a slightly mysterious way, it means being mentally ill. How can you feel happy if you don’t vent it?

Qin Xianyu lifted up a wooden stick, about three fingers thick. He weighed it and was quite applauded.

"Little brother, you'd better step back." The tall and powerful man finally saw what he wanted to do, shook his head and said, "I don't know what kind of kung fu this guy has practiced, and he can't even hit him with a hammer. Look at your body is not strong, so don't make these five silver dollars for him in vain. I'll do it and let this guy who is full of swearing is suffering."

Qin Xianyu smiled slightly and shook his head. He could see that this tall and powerful man was just born strong and had never practiced martial arts, and he could not beat that man.

"You want to do it?"

Yue Lei, a man who had already cultivated his energy and blood, was stunned and suddenly laughed loudly, feeling extremely disdainful.

The onlookers also shook their heads. The little Taoist priest didn't scold him and said just one word to him, and he wanted to spend the five silver dollars according to his wishes. However, those powerful men could not beat him. How strong can a young Taoist priest with a beautiful and delicate body have?

It's just a waste of money.

The little servant secretly smacked his tongue and wanted to persuade him, but Qin Xianyu let go of his hand and signaled him not to speak.

"Two qian of copper drum grass, one liang of live glutinous vine, four qian of roots falling from the wound, and three qian of red flowers and plants. Boil three bowls of water into a bowl, drink two bowls a day, and after seven days, the internal injuries can be cured." Qin Xianyu suddenly reported several medicinal materials and weights, turned to look at the servants, and said, "Do you remember?"

The little servant was stunned and nodded.

Qin Xianyu said again: "Write it into a list."

Everyone was confused and full of doubt.

Yue Lei was also stunned and said, "You little Taoist priest, you have handed over five silver coins and fight if you want to fight. What the hell is it?"

Qin Xianyu suddenly threw out a small silver piece.

One tael of silver.

Yue Lei showed a look of shock and was very puzzled.

Qin Xianyu whispered: "This tael of silver, plus the scattered silver money on you, is barely enough for you to get medicine to recover from your injuries."

At this time, everyone knew what the medicinal materials he had just reported were for. It turned out that they were used to pick up medicine for the man to heal his wounds.

After figuring this out, a burst of laughter broke out in the crowd, including the tall and strong man and the little servant.

This little Taoist priest is a little clever. No matter whether this stick can impress Yue Lei, at least these words have already humiliated him first.

Yue Lei was angry and shouted, "Boy is arrogant."

Qin Xianyu sighed and said, "Come on."
To be continued...