One Qi Chaoyang

Chapter 209: Taoist Priest Qingxi

The next day, the sun was shining brightly in the sky, and it was a rare sunny day. Even Zhao Fuyun couldn't help but sit outside to bask in the sun.

The whole body feels warm and extremely comfortable.

Some people say that the most beautiful thing in winter is the flying snow that allows people to experience growing old together, and the scene that best reflects warmth is the family sitting around the fire and eating. Zhao Fuyun feels that the thing that can best dispel the haze in people's hearts is the sun at this time of year.

Zhao Fuyun basked in the sun not only to enjoy the rare warmth in winter, but also to attract the sunlight. He sat under the eaves facing the street, absorbing the rain like a sponge and attracting the sunlight.

At this time, the person who collected the rent came.

However, the one who came this time was not the same one as before.

Zhao Fuyun knew that the previous person was not actually the owner of the shop, but was specifically responsible for managing the shop for the main owner, but he didn't know who the real owner was.

There were two people coming, one of whom was the one I had seen last time. He was walking behind, while the one walking in front of him was a young man.

The young man looked noble and a little fat.

There are very few fat people in the cultivation world, so he came directly to Zhao Fuyun. However, he did not speak arrogantly. He just asked Zhao Fuyun if he had money to pay the rent for next year, and Zhao Fuyun gave it to him directly.

The other party weighed it, then looked inside Zhao Fuyun's counter, picked up one of the stone talismans, looked at it carefully, and when his magic thought touched the talisman in his hand, he felt a sense of suppression in it, and the void seemed to freeze, as if as long as he had a thought, he could make this piece of void change.

He was surprised that such a good thing could be found in this simple little talisman shop. He turned around and asked, "How much is one of these spirit stones?"

"Ten spirit stones for one." Zhao Fuyun said as he sat outside.

The other party didn't say anything. He first picked four, then put them back, picked up the box, and said, "I'll buy them all."

The person who was following him immediately said, "Third Young Master, this is, isn't, too much."

"As an older brother, I have started to work in the second half of this year. It would be a shame to go empty-handed on New Year's Eve. This talisman looks good, so I can give some gifts to my other brothers and sisters."

He handed over two hundred spirit stones to Zhao Fuyun, and then said, "Master, can you give me this box as well?

"Okay, take it." Zhao Fuyun waved his hand and said nonchalantly. The slightly fat young man looked at Zhao Fuyun who sold so many talismans at once, without any excitement, and couldn't help but said: "The Taoist priest is a generous person, he must be from an extraordinary family."

Zhao Fuyun then looked at the young master and stood up, otherwise he would appear too arrogant, and said, "Third Young Master, you are too kind. I am just a homeless man who has drifted here and rented a shop to sell some crafts."

The slightly plump young man looked at Zhao Fuyun. He felt that Zhao Fuyun had a very good demeanor, almost the same as those Xuanmen disciples he had met, or even better. If the person in front of him changed into a better robe and said that he was from a certain sect, he would not be surprised.

"Master, you are too modest. Your craftsmanship is rare in the entire Dayingfang City." said the fat young master.

Zhao Fuyun smiled and said, "The Third Young Master is very knowledgeable."

The other party laughed, took the box and left.

Zhao Fuyun sat down again. Huang Donglai, who heard and saw this scene, was stunned. If he had not been there to hear and see this scene, if he had just heard about it, he would have thought that the third young master had been cheated, but he wasn't.

Zhao Fuyun was sitting outside and didn't go in. It was the third young master who saw what he wanted.

He couldn't help but come to Zhao Fuyun's side and asked, "What are Taoist Fuyun's talismans made of?"

"They are just some stone prints bought from that store over there." Zhao Fuyun said.

"The one that costs one spirit stone and four seals?" Huang Donglai was surprised again.

"Yes." Zhao Fuyun responded indifferently.

"The Taoist priest is really capable." Huang Donglai couldn't help but say.

"It's just so-so." Zhao Fuyun said casually. He just wanted to bask in the sun and didn't want to talk.

Huang Donglai was silent. He saw a brass seal hanging on Zhao Fuyun's body. Although it was only the size of a thumb, when he stared at it, he felt that the small seal seemed to have a heavy meaning.

For a moment, he didn't know what to say.

In the past, he always wanted to teach Zhao Fuyun how to do business. Later, after discovering that Zhao Fuyun was a person with great magical powers and knowing that the talismans he drew were indeed powerful, he did not dare to tell him to go the route of small profits but quick turnover.

Now he found that a talisman that cost four spirit stones could be sold for ten spirit stones. Such a huge profit could only be achieved by those famous talisman shops.

After all, he did not go to report Zhao Fuyun during the month that Zhao Fuyun was away. Now that Zhao Fuyun is back, he naturally would not go again.

Time moves forward slowly.

If someone falls asleep as soon as it gets dark, he will feel that time passes quickly, because time always sneaks away when people fall asleep.

But for people like Zhao Fuyun, he can bask in the sun during the day but still practice, and sit by the fire at night but still be distracted from practice.

Draw talismans in the air, and then recite the key mantras at the same time.

For example, calm, stabilize, ban and seal, these four methods seem similar, but in fact there are still differences. However, if you want to fight with others, of course you should use all of them together.

All the Dharma ideas are included in his Dharma thoughts and bound in the Dharma seal around his waist.

Originally, it was just a talisman that slowly turned into a Dharma seal, entangled with his Dharma thoughts. He mostly strengthened his own Dharma thoughts, while practicing the "Taixu Wujie Zhenjing", he also used a thought to perform the Taiyue Zhenshen Seal.

He called his visualization of Mount Tai in his heart the Taiyue Zhenshen Seal Method, and held the small copper seal in his hand.

Time is like running water, flowing quietly in the night, and his magic power is improving.

The year has come.

No matter who you are, you are reunited and celebrating.

Zhao Fuyun was still sitting by the fire, like a lonely old man.

Huang Ji, the son of Huang Donglai, who was standing nearby, brought a meal at noon. It was a large plate of spirit deer meat, along with a pot of wine.

On the other side, the Lao Mo Fu Bi Shop also sent some food, including tea, wine, and cakes, but the person who delivered it was not the shopkeeper he had always seen, but a woman. Although the woman looked young, the look in her eyes made people know that she was a woman with her own opinions.

Zhao Fuyun knew that she was actually the owner of the Lao Mo Fu Bi Shop next door.

Whether it was Huang Donglai or the owner of the Old Mo Fu Pen No. 1, Zhao Fuyun gave them gifts in return, giving each of them a red flame talisman.

There was also a place that Zhao Fuyun couldn't see, where someone was patrolling the fields on New Year's Eve.

Yang Xiao'e and Jing Qing are among them.

Someone was handing out gifts to others in the guise of an elder brother. Zheng Chang, the third son of this generation of the Zheng family, was handing out talismans to the younger generations.

Zhao Fuyun was sitting there, and in the darkness, someone walked into the shop.

This man was a thin Taoist who looked to be in his forties. He had a sword hanging from his waist and looked like a down-and-out Taoist priest, but his eyes had a strange aura.

If a person's eyes are clear and lively, they are naturally beautiful. However, this person's eyes are lively, but give people a feeling that his eyes are very strange. The black pupils of his eyes are very small, and when they turn, it seems that they can completely turn into the eye sockets, giving people a weird and crooked feeling.

He was wearing a Taoist hat and a black and red Taoist robe, and his boots were stained with mud, as if he had come a long way.

"Boss, I heard that your fire talismans are very good. Give me a few." The other party's voice was also sharp and thin.

Zhao Fuyun opened his eyes and looked at him. The moment he saw him, he was stunned.

Because he knew this person.

Or rather, I have seen his portrait.

This was actually the Taoist Qingxi who killed Xu Yacheng in Guangyuan Prefecture.

His appearance was exactly the same as in the painting, and he did not change his attire. Perhaps it was because he was confident, or perhaps he felt that no one would recognize him after so many years.

"How many do you want?" Zhao Fuyun asked.

"Which fire talisman is the best?" asked Taoist Qingxi.

"Of course it's the Red Flame Talisman." Zhao Fuyun said.

"Show me one!" Taoist Qingxi said, stretching out his hand.

Zhao Fuyun took out a piece of talisman and handed it to him. The other party took it in his hand and as soon as he touched it with his magic thought, he felt a surge of heat on the talisman paper that seemed to want to burst out of the paper.

"It's a good talisman, but you only have yellow talisman paper to draw it. What a waste. You should use the best purple talisman paper." Taoist Qingxi said.

"That talisman paper is too expensive." Zhao Fuyun said.

"Expensive?" Taoist Qingxi asked doubtfully, "Can't you even afford the talisman paper?"

Zhao Fuyun did not answer, but Taoist Qingxi seemed to be interested. He looked at the shop and said, "Are you opening a shop here to sell talismans or to practice cultivation?"

"Practice while selling talismans." Zhao Fuyun said coldly.

"Oh, but practicing requires a lot of resources. If you just practice hard, it will be very tiring and difficult. Others are striding forward, while you are walking slowly. That feeling of anxiety is like a worm eating your heart." Taoist Qingxi looked at Zhao Fuyun's face.

Zhao Fuyun stopped his action at the right time, and then said: "What else can I do? Isn't it true that I earn spiritual stones by selling talismans?"

"You're earning spirit stones too slowly this way." Taoist Qingxi said.

"How can I make money quickly?" Zhao Fuyun turned around and looked at the other person, with a sharp light flashing in his eyes, making the other person clearly feel that he was not a good person.

Taoist Qingxi also obviously felt it, but he smiled and said, "I don't know where you came from, brother."

"Just a casual cultivator." Zhao Fuyun returned to his cold look.

"Oh, it's okay, we are all independent practitioners now. I wonder if you want to make some quick money to celebrate the holidays. It's the New Year and it's quite deserted here." Taoist Qingxi said.

"How to make money?" Zhao Fuyun asked.

(End of this chapter)