Fairy Eye

The following night, Han Lin returned to Red Maple Valley.

Red Maple Valley wasn't as lively as it was last time. It seems that things here change from day to day, and not every gathering attracts a large number of participants.

Han Lin was worried about whether he could buy beast blood when his gaze suddenly turned and he saw a stall with a pile of porcelain bottles.

The stall owner was a young woman who looked to be in her early twenties. She had a pretty face, but her skin was not fair; it was more like a wheat-colored skin that had been exposed to the wind and sun for a long time.

"Senior sister, may I ask if you are selling beast blood?" Han Lin stepped forward and asked expectantly.

"Yes, yes, junior brother, do you want to buy beast blood?" The woman's eyes lit up when she saw Han Lin speak.

"Yes, I want to buy some beast blood, but I have a question. Doesn't the sect recycle beast blood? Why is Senior Sister setting up a stall here?" Han Lin nodded, then asked, puzzled.

"Junior brother, you haven't been a formal disciple for long, have you?" the woman said with a smile, giving people a feeling of warmth and comfort.

"To be honest, it is true, Senior Sister." Han Lin nodded slightly.

"As expected, junior brother. Let me tell you, the main reason I brought the beast blood here to sell was because of the price."

"Although the Immortal Talisman Hall recycles beast blood, it has a monopolistic acquisition system, and the price is entirely up to them."

"People like us don't have the power to set prices."

"So, after obtaining beast blood, everyone's first thought is to come here to try their luck and see if they can sell it for a higher price than at the Immortal Talisman Hall."

"Only if they really can't be sold will they be handed over to the Immortal Talisman Hall," the woman explained to Han Lin with a smile as she stood up.

"I see, I understand now."

Han Lin nodded in realization.

Baibaotang does not sell beast blood. People like him who want to learn talisman making can only buy it in Red Maple Valley, either by hunting monsters themselves.

Those who possessed beast blood saw a business opportunity in this, selling it to people like Han Lin at a price higher than the price offered by the Immortal Talisman Hall.

"Hmm, I wonder how much beast blood you would like, Junior Brother?"

"I have a good 40 to 50 pounds of this, and I can guarantee that it is completely pure and has not been mixed with any hair, blood, or flesh."

The woman looked up at Han Lin with hopeful eyes.

Han Lin thought for a moment and asked, "Senior Sister, what grade are these beast bloods, and how much do they cost?"

The woman said, "This is all low-grade beast blood, which can be used to make first-grade low-level spirit talismans."

"As for the price, the Immortal Talisman Hall usually charges five contribution points per pound for recycling. If you sell it here, I'll charge eight contribution points per pound. If you want them all, junior brother, I can give you a discount."

The woman did not lie about the buyback price offered by Xianfutang.

Han Lin had seen it in Elder Yan's ledger before; the blood of a beast at the early stage of the first rank was worth five contribution points per jin.

However, it's a bit too high for this woman to charge eight points here.

Han Lin frowned and thought for a moment, "If I want them all, how much of a discount can you offer, Senior Sister?"

The woman said, "I have a total of forty-eight catties of beast blood here, which is normally worth three hundred and eighty-four contribution points. If you want it all, I'll give you three hundred and seventy. How about that?"

"It's still too expensive! Three hundred and fifty. If Senior Sister sells them, I'll buy them all." Han Lin shook his head and stated his target price.

This is equivalent to contributing seven points to one jin (500g), which is much higher than the recycling rate at the Immortal Talisman Hall. Unless he absolutely needed it, Han Lin wouldn't really want to buy it.

"Fine! Three hundred and fifty it is."

The woman thought about it for a moment, then gritted her teeth and agreed.

"I don't have a contribution card, is it okay to use spirit stones instead?" Han Lin nodded and asked.

"Sure, but the old rules still apply: spirit stones will be discounted when used to offset contribution points."

"certainly."

Han Lin didn't say much. He immediately took out four spirit stones and asked the woman to give him ten contribution points, thus successfully completing the transaction.

But then another problem arose: Han Lin didn't have a container to hold the beast blood. Fortunately, the woman was generous and gave him the porcelain bottle that held the beast blood, saying it wasn't worth much.

This made Han Lin feel a little embarrassed, so he said, "May I ask your name, Senior Sister? I am a beginner in talisman making, and there may be opportunities to trade with you in the future."

"Where is Li Cailing, junior brother from Lingxiu Mountain?"

Upon hearing that Han Lin was a beginner, the woman immediately wanted to get along with him, thinking that someone like Han Lin was simply a sucker.

"Han Lin of the Milky Way Valley".

Han Lin smiled, cupped his hands in greeting, chatted briefly with the woman, then took his leave and returned to his residence in Galaxy Valley.

Close the door.

Han Lin couldn't wait to release the Heavenly Realm, which enveloped a wooden table. Then he took out beast blood, a talisman brush, and talisman paper and began to make the talisman.

In addition to the necessary talisman brush, animal blood, and talisman paper, there is one more essential item for making talismans.

It's a rune.

The art of making talismans involves sealing one's learned spells within the runes, which can be activated directly when needed without the need for hand seals or spellcasting.

Therefore, the runes on the talisman mainly serve to seal spells.

The runes used to seal spells of different attributes are also different, and they have different names.

For example, the spell that seals metal-based magic is called the Golden Lock Mark.

The seal that seals wood-type spells is called a wood lock mark, the seal that seals water-type spells is called a water lock mark, and so on. The seal that seals dark-type spells is called a dark lock mark!

The most common spells on the market are those based on the five elements, as well as white lock patterns that have no attributes.

However, although they are called the same, the shapes of the lock patterns vary widely, and the sealing effects of the lock patterns also differ between different lineages.

As a beginner without a master, Han Lin originally had no inheritance of lock patterns, but fortunately, this book on Huang's talisman-making experience recorded several ready-made lock patterns.

Han Lin has only learned the Fireball Technique so far, so he naturally chose one of the "Fire Lock Patterns" to inscribe, otherwise he would not be able to seal it.

When carving, first lay the talisman paper flat on the table, dip the talisman brush in a bit of beast blood, and then slowly begin to carve according to the shape of the fire lock pattern.

During the depiction process.

He not only needs to keep the thickness of the rune lines consistent with the book.

There can be no pauses in the process, otherwise the ink will accumulate, which will at least affect the effectiveness of the talisman, and at worst, render it unusable when sealing spells.

When Han Lin first drew it, even though he was very careful, there were still many places where the thickness of the lines differed from the drawing in the book, and the handwriting was not smooth.

Han Lin tried to use the fireball technique to seal it into the talisman, but as soon as the fireball touched the talisman, it burned a hole in the talisman.

Fortunately, Han Lin reacted quickly and threw the fireball away in time, otherwise the table would have been burned through.

"It just didn't work."

Although Han Lin had expected it, he still couldn't help but smile bitterly when he saw the dark mess on the table.

However, Han Lin was not discouraged. He didn't consider himself a genius and it was impossible for him to succeed on the first try! He let out a long sigh and took out a brand new talisman paper to continue carving.

Next, Han Lin carved seven or eight more talisman papers, but the results were either ink leakage, uneven handwriting, or poor control over the thickness of the lines.

Ultimately, when trying to seal the spell, it simply couldn't be sealed!

Even if he managed to seal it in, it would immediately jump out, unleashing a scorching heat that would terrify him.

"This can't go on."

Han Lin stared at the several dark circles on the table, his brows furrowed tightly.

Not to mention the loss of talisman beast blood after the seal failed, the true energy consumed by constantly casting fireballs was already causing him great pain.