I will survive with proficiency

Chen Ping didn't go home directly, but went to the market place first.

This square city stretches for several miles.

The entire Luoyue City currently has only this one square city, serving hundreds of thousands of people. Therefore, no matter what time of day, Fangshi is very lively and full of voices.

Chen Ping strolled around for a while, and saw that the most popular brand in the market was the brand of "Xingshen Pill":

[Purchase the Awakening Pill, which can be exchanged for rare cheats. ]

[I have an exclusive secret, do you have a refreshing pill for fellow daoists? ]

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[The unit price for 70 medium-grade spirit stones is to buy the Xingshen Pill, the highest price in the city, come quickly. ]

‘The price of a bottle of 70 middle-grade spirit stones has actually risen, and the original price is only 3 middle-grade spirit stones per bottle. ’ Chen Ping couldn't help clicking his tongue.

At this price, casual qi training is basically waiting for death. How can there be such a rich qi training monk?

Foundation Establishment can barely last for a while.

Not only that.

The price of qi-invigorating pills has also risen a lot.

There are already 25 low-grade spirit stones in a bottle of Buqi Pill, and almost 90 low-grade Spirit Stones in a bottle of Heqi Pill, which has basically increased by more than 3 times.

However, Chen Ping was not in a hurry to sell the elixir in his hand, as there was no end in sight for the days to come.

Who knows if it will rise again in the future?

"Fellow Daoist, I admit that pills are expensive, but why is this talisman so expensive?" In front of a booth, Chen Ping pretended to be interested in buying talismans, asking for a price with a frown.

The stall owner is a foundation monk:

"Fellow daoists don't even look at what the world is like? The entire Qingyun domain is closed, and there is no source of goods to enter. The talismans are all drawn by me and other monks. This monk's evil-killing talisman sells 60 low-grade spirit stones for a piece. Fair price."

Chen Ping looked at the talisman, and the texture quality was much different from his.

Belongs to the less popular quality.

So, 'picky' said:

"Your quality is not very good. Besides, there are so many foundation-builders in Luoyue City today, so there is basically no possibility of evil spirits raging. This price is too expensive."

The foundation building stall owner disdains:

"Are you still looking for quality? It's good if you can buy it. Fellow Daoists, let's see for yourself how many people sell evil spirit charms in this square city? There are no evil spirits in Luoyue City, but now a large number of monks go out of the city to collect medicine and hunt animals. Which one doesn't need to be punished?" Evil talisman?"

Chen Ping continued to ask for a while.

Knowing that the price of talismans has also increased, it is not only because of the lack of supply, but also because it is more difficult to draw talismans.

Because the aura is polluted.

There is magic in the aura.

Talismans such as evil-breaking talismans and evil-suppressing talismans are themselves talismans used to deal with filthy things, and the spiritual power contained in the runes should be the purest spiritual power.

It's right to be full of arrogance.

But now the spiritual energy contains the same filthy devilish energy, and the monks still have magic in their bodies, which not only greatly reduces the quality of the talismans.

And the failure rate of character drawing will also be greatly increased.

Because Chen Ping has a full-level 'Pure Spirit Art' and continues to take the Awakening God Pill, this bit of magic energy and magic will have no effect on him.

This led to the fact that although symbols were drawn during this period of time, no abnormalities were noticed.

"Huh? Why is fellow daoist asking this? Could it be that fellow daoist is a colleague? Should you buy it or not?"

"Buy, buy." Chen Ping chuckled.

So... I bought one.

The stall owner sniffed harder.

But in fact, the stall owner's talisman is not worried about selling.

While Chen Ping was talking to him, two more monks came forward to inquire.

And soon each bought a stack.

After Chen Ping left the booth, he changed his face and prepared to sell talismans.

His talismans are increasing every day, so there is no need to keep hoarding them.

If you are short of money, sell now.

There is no way, Guo Zizhao and Lin Changshou have left, so they have to sell it by themselves.

Thinking back to letting Guo Zizhao and Lin Changshou leave at the beginning, it must be regarded as indirectly saving them. Otherwise, don't talk about whether they can become one eighth of the lucky ones in the previous disaster.

Even if he survived, the current situation would never be any better.

It is almost certain that the speed of cultivation progress will be greatly reduced.

It is possible to damage the foundation if it is not done well.

Although Chen Ping was going to sell talismans, he didn't plan to set up a stall. He had to observe and accurately find those monks who were looking for talismans, and then quickly sell them one-on-one.

Although the ancestors of the Murong family have died, the Murong family has declined.

But the emaciated camel is bigger than a horse, and the Murong family still has a monk in the middle stage of foundation establishment, and he still works in the Lingxiao sect.

Besides, that kind third uncle is still alive.

It would be troublesome if they found out.

It is never wrong to be cautious.

After observing for a long time like this, in the evening, just when Chen Ping thought he couldn't wait for a big fish, he suddenly saw a familiar young monk asking the price of the Evil Suppressing Talisman in front of a booth.

Chen Ping, the middle-aged foundation-builder, had seen him before. He was a disciple of the Liang family in Crane City.

When Chen Ping and his party first arrived in Xianhe City to participate in the Four Tripod Competition, it was this monk who came to receive them on behalf of City Lord Liang.

This kind of monk is somewhat similar to Yun Haitang. Behind them is a hundreds of years old family with rich wealth, and most of the time when they go out to buy things, they buy for the whole family.

Often in high demand.

Seeing that Liang Daoyou was about to leave the market, Chen Ping hurriedly chased after him:

"Fellow Daoist, please stay."

Hearing this, Brother Liang froze in his footsteps, turned his head and looked at Chen Ping who was coming over with great strides vigilantly, and sized him up, as if he didn't recognize him.

Brother Liang maintained a high level of concentration:

"Fellow Daoist, are you calling me?"

"Yes." Chen Ping walked over and took a picture of the mute note, enveloping the two of them.

Then, wave your hands:

"Fellow Daoist, don't be nervous. You and I have never met each other. I have absolutely no good intentions towards you. No, no malice."

"Just now I saw fellow daoists buying evil-suppressing talismans, and seemed to be asking the stall owner if he had evil-suppressing talismans. To tell you the truth, fellow daoists, I collected some talismans a few days ago, and they were of good quality. There are evil talismans, do fellow daoists need them?"

The corner of Brother Liang's mouth twitched, and he looked at the surrounding environment calmly.

At this time, the square city is still full of people.

He concluded that there was a high probability that Chen Ping was not robbing money, otherwise he wouldn't have deliberately stopped him in this place.

A secluded alley is the best environment for robbery.

"Fellow Taoist has talismans, why don't you sell them at a stall?" Brother Liang still did not relax his vigilance.

Chen Ping took out three talismans prepared in advance, handed them to Brother Liang, and said nonsense:

"I'm not strong enough, and I'm afraid of being targeted if I sell a large amount at one time; selling a small amount is too time-consuming, and I'm in a hurry to use the spirit stones. But I see that fellow Taoists are loyal people, so I rushed forward."

"Fellow Daoist, you can look at the quality."

Brother Liang glanced at the talisman, his eyes lit up immediately, and he carefully looked at it several times.

The fingers kept rubbing the runes.

In the past few months, there have been fewer and fewer talismans on the market, and the quality has become worse and worse.

But the Liang family's robe business still needs to be maintained.

It is inevitable that the family monks will need to leave the city.

However, there are more and more evil spirits outside the city.

Because of this, he has been looking for some better talismans in Fangshi during this period of time.

Unfortunately, not much was gained.

"How many fellow Taoists do you have? The quality of this evil talisman is mediocre, while the evil talisman and evil slaying talisman are good. Are the rest of the talismans so good?" Although Brother Liang was overjoyed in his heart, his words became very calm when he spoke. It seems that you can buy it or not.

He is an old businessman.

Chen Ping laughed inwardly.

Since there are many inquiries, there is a real demand:

"There are only a few hundred pieces, that's all. But let me explain in advance, my talismans are of good quality, and the asking price will be higher than the market price."

Then there was a price pull.

In the end, the price of 3 low-grade spiritual stones and one evil talisman, 11 low-grade spiritual stones and one evil talisman, and 72 low-grade spiritual stones and one evil-killing talisman were sold.

It is a bit more expensive than ordinary talismans on the market.

131 evil talismans, 949 evil talismans, and 725 evil talismans were sold.

Both the evil spirit talisman and the evil spirit warding talisman were sold at once.

But there are still 1,400 pieces of evil-killing talismans that have not been taken out.

On the one hand, it is a normal price reduction method.

Too much of anything is worthless.

On the other hand, he was also afraid that Brother Liang didn't carry so many spirit stones with him, but instead exposed his wealth and lost his bargaining chip.

Brother Liang was shocked and delighted.

"Here are 630 middle-grade spirit stones and 30 low-grade spirit stones. It can be regarded as an extra low-grade spirit stone for fellow daoists. Please count them."

Brother Liang was very vigilant, away from Chen Ping, and after counting the talismans towards a wall. He counted out another bag of Lingshi, turned around and handed it to Chen Ping.

Resolutely not revealing money.

Chen Ping quickly counted them.

no problem.

When Brother Liang was counting the spirit stones just now, Chen Ping glanced secretly, and there seemed to be a lot of spirit stones in the purse.

So he said:

"Oh, really, I still have 500 evil-killing talismans in my pocket, but I didn't find them just now. Hey, there are only so many, do you still want to buy them, fellow Taoist?"

Brother Liang:

"This cultivator buys so much at one time, and I will buy it if fellow Taoists offer it cheaper." Although Brother Liang has a lot of wealth, his family has a large population, so the consumption is equally large.

The family has been in the gown business for a long time, so he naturally knows how to increase revenue and reduce expenditure.

Chen Ping shook his head:

"There are only 500 pieces. Fellow Daoists also know that the current high-quality talismans are all left over from before the disaster. If you sell one less, there is no reason to reduce the price. Don't forget it, fellow Daoist."

The gesture is about to go.

"Hey, forget it, forget it, give it to me." Brother Liang complained:

"Really, it's the first time I've seen someone who bought so many and refused to give discounts."

I thought to myself that as long as my family sells magic robes, they will get a 10% discount as long as the quantity is large.

Although complaining, the talisman is a really good talisman.

And now everyone has their own magic, and the magic in the aura is getting stronger every day. He doesn't think anyone can draw such a good quality talisman in this state. This must be the talisman left before the disaster. .

It's gone when it's sold out.

Buy one less.

After Chen Ping received 360 middle-grade spirit stones, he paused, took out another stack, and said:

"Well, I still have 500 copies here, do you want it, Fellow Daoist?"

Brother Liang:

"Besides these 500 cards, are there any other fellow daoists?" Brother Liang was speechless.

"Does fellow Taoist still bargain?" Chen Ping asked.

Brother Liang:

In the end, the remaining evil-killing talismans were sold to Brother Liang at the original price.

In this round of talisman sales, a total of 1638 high-grade spirit stones and 30 low-grade spirit stones were in hand.

According to the usual price in the past, only about 455 middle-grade spirit stones can be sold.

It is equivalent to selling at a high price of 3.6 times.

Make a fortune.

"Fellow Daoist, happy business, farewell. Please." Brother Liang waited for a while, seeing that Chen Ping did not take out any more talismans, he was relieved and at the same time a little bit disappointed.

Chen Ping couldn't take his eyes off:

"Fellow Daoists, please."

Brother Liang froze for a moment, looked at Chen Ping, and said for a while:

"Together?"

"good."

So the two faced each other and retreated in opposite directions. After entering the crowd, the two speeded up in vain, turned around and left quickly.