Mortal: Intercept Xin Ruyin and copy everything!

Chapter 25: Another golden page, a hundred-year-old spiritual herb!
Time passed, seven days later.

Wang Lin looked at the exhausted talisman paper, smiled bitterly and shook his head: "It seems that my talent in the way of talismans is also average."

In seven days, hundreds of pieces of talisman paper were used to make the Fire Cloud Talisman.

However, he failed to refine any talisman.

"I have to go buy some talisman paper, and I also need to replenish some cultivation pills."

With this in mind, Wang Lin looked at the scroll behind him.

An orange-red firebird spreads its wings and soars, its feathers lifelike, like a phoenix reborn from the fire.

Looking at the fire spirit in front of him, Wang Lin pointed with one hand and directly put the scroll into the storage bag.

This is my biggest trump card to get rid of the system, so I naturally have to carry it with me.

After putting away the fire spirit, Wang Lin left the inn alone and walked in Tainan Valley.

Since it is a gathering place for independent cultivators, the bluestone square in the center of the valley is crowded with independent cultivators setting up stalls.

At this time, the sky was gradually getting dark. Most of the stalls were equipped with bronze lamps, which were half a meter high and contained fist-sized moonstones, illuminating the entire square.

Although it was late, the square was bustling with people coming and going.

Wang Lin paced between the stalls, carefully examining the items on sale.

Half a cup of tea later, a stall selling talismans attracted Wang Lin's attention.

This stall is quite special. The stall owner holds up a wooden sign with the words "Thunder Blade Talisman" engraved on it. It is a primary upper-level offensive talisman with thunder attribute, worth thirty low-level spirit stones, or can be exchanged for a spirit object of equal value.

"A thunder talisman, or an elementary upper-level talisman!"

Wang Lin raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at the stall owner deeply.

The stall owner was about thirty years old, with sunken eye sockets and wandering eyes, staring at the onlookers from time to time.

However, the price of thirty spirit stones is a huge expense for these independent cultivators.

Therefore, even though there were several cultivators who were quite fond of this talisman, they were still hesitant to purchase it.

Compared to this thunder blade talisman, Wang Lin's attention was attracted by a stack of talisman papers.

These talisman papers are light red in color, obviously made from special fire-related plants. Even if they are ten feet away, one can still feel the heat.

I think the talismans made with this kind of talisman paper can increase their power a lot.

“How do you sell this?”

Wang Lin pointed to the talisman paper in front of him and asked.

When the stall owner heard someone asking the price, a smile flashed across his eyes. But when he saw that Wang Lin was pointing at the talisman paper, his expression instantly returned to normal: "A stack of five low-level spirit stones."

One hundred pieces of talisman paper and five low-level spirit stones, the price is not high.

"Give me ten stacks of talisman paper."

Wang Lin shook his wrist and directly took out fifty low-level spirit stones and handed them over.

“Buy so much talisman paper!”

"Fifty Spiritual Stones!"

……

When they saw Wang Lin take out fifty spirit stones, the cultivators present couldn't help but take a deep breath.

You should know that 30% of these independent cultivators have a net worth of less than 50 spirit stones.

As several spiritual senses came to investigate, the expressions of the scattered cultivators changed slightly and they stopped talking immediately.

With the cultivation level of the tenth level of Qi training, he is one of the best among this group of cultivators, so naturally no one dares to talk about it casually.

"okay!"

The stall owner showed a look of delight, and immediately took out stacks of light red talisman paper from his storage bag and handed them to Wang Lin.

Although I didn't sell any high-level talismans, selling so many talisman papers is still a considerable gain.

Wang Lin took the talisman paper and carefully examined it with his spiritual sense.

After finding that there was no problem, he put the talismans into the storage bag and turned away.

Although the power of the upper-level Thunder Blade Talisman was not bad, it was not a fire-type talisman after all, so there was no need to waste spirit stones to buy it. Then Wang Lin looked at more than a dozen stalls, selling all kinds of strange things.

Unknown tree bark, scorching sun tiger whip, and elixirs of unknown efficacy.

He looked at Wang Lin and shook his head.

"Please give me the hundred-year elixir!"

"I want a hundred-year elixir. Who has it?"

Just when Wang Lin was about to go back to rest, he heard bursts of sobbing in the distance.

Looking in the direction of the voice, I saw a girl of about eleven or twelve kneeling on the bluestone square, looking at the casual cultivator who was passing by with a pleading look.

A tall and thin old man stopped in front of the girl, looked her up and down with an unscrupulous gaze, and said, "The little girl may be young, but she is quite arrogant. She actually asked for a hundred-year-old elixir."

Seeing someone stop by, the little girl showed joy on her face and asked quickly: "Senior, do you have a hundred-year elixir?"

The tall and thin old man put his hands behind his back and snorted, "So what if I have it? Can you afford the price?"

"I..."

The girl immediately took off the storage bag from her waist, opened it directly, and poured out the items inside.

Three bottles of elixirs, seven or eight low-level spirit stones, and a low-level magic weapon.

In addition, there are many strange and weird things.

Wang Lin's eyes narrowed slightly, and were suddenly attracted by a golden page.

There were densely packed characters engraved on the golden page. Wang Lin’s spiritual sense surged as he carefully examined the golden page.

While Wang Lin was exploring the golden page, the tall and thin old man was dismissive of the pile of objects.

"What use is this garbage to me!"

The tall and thin old man waved his sleeves, staring at the girl with his eyes, and said greedily: "If you can stay with me for a few days, maybe I can tell you where to find the hundred-year-old spiritual herb."

Hearing this, the girl was surprised and asked quickly, "Really?"

The tall and thin old man chuckled: "Of course..."

"I lied to you!"

Before he finished speaking, a cold snort came from behind him.

"Damn it!"

The tall and thin old man's expression changed and he immediately looked behind him. Wang Lin, dressed in black, walked forward quickly, without concealing his tenth-level Qi training skills.

The angry old man stopped talking immediately and said with a smile: "My fellow Taoist, I was just joking with her."

The old man's expression changed like this because his cultivation level was only at the eighth level of Qi training. How could he dare to get angry with Wang Lin, who was at the tenth level of Qi training?

"roll!"

Wang Lin snorted coldly, and a powerful aura surged, causing the old man to tremble and retreat quickly.

Seeing this, the girl realized it later and quickly bowed and choked up, saying, "Thank you, senior. I'm already in such a miserable state, why does he still bully me like this..."

The hemp rope is cut at the delicate point, and bad luck finds the poor.

Wang Lin shook his head slightly, glanced at the golden page calmly, then looked at the girl and said, "Why do you want the hundred-year-old spiritual herb?"

"My mother was injured by Jie Xiu, and she needs a hundred-year-old elixir to make an elixir to heal her."

Perhaps because she had just rescued him, the girl seemed to trust Wang Lin quite a bit and told him everything about herself.

The girl's name is Bai Qin, and she has depended on her mother since childhood.

His mother Bai Mei has good talent. At the age of 27, she has already reached the ninth level of Qi training.

In order to improve his cultivation, he came to Tainan Valley to try his luck and see if he could find an opportunity to break through to the tenth level of Qi training.

But unexpectedly, he encountered the robbery cultivator before reaching Tainan Valley.

Fighting one against many, although he saved his life, he was not careful with the snake venom. He sought medical treatment, but the alchemist demanded a hundred-year-old magical herb before he was willing to treat him.

(End of this chapter)