If you are an immortal, you will live forever after you die.

Immediately afterwards, a large amount of experience in making talismans was poured into Chen Changsheng's mind, which even made him feel dizzy for a moment...

"Uncle, what's wrong with you?" Xiao Mo Xi asked strangely.

"No, it's nothing, Xiao Mo Xi, let's go buy talisman pens first!" Chen Changsheng shook his head.

At the moment, it seems that the only way to stop it is with soldiers, and the water will come to cover it up...

"It's a pity that my strength is only at the fourth level of Qi training. It's difficult to even reach the fifth level of Qi training... The Mana Pill can't increase mana, it can only restore it. It's a pity. If it can be like the Inner Breath Pill, Just like the Xiantian Pill, it can directly increase your skill. Now it’s time to practice the fifth level of Qi..."

After entering the Baibao Pavilion, Shopkeeper Wan came up to him with a smile and said, "You two, what do you want to order?"

"Fubi!" Chen Changsheng said bluntly.

"talisman pen? Fellow Taoist or talisman maker?" Suddenly, Shopkeeper Wan's eyes lit up and he asked.

"Haha, it's just a few random strokes!" Chen Changsheng said with a smile.

"Fellow Daoist, you are being humble. I naturally have talisman pens here. I don't know, friend, what level of talisman pens do you want?" Shopkeeper Wan said with a smile.

"Just take a few out and take a look. I already have my own talisman pens, mainly for my apprentices to practice!" Chen Changsheng said.

Both of them entered the market in disguise, and their relationship was that of master and apprentice, so as to deceive others!

"This is easy to say. Fellow Taoist, please wait a moment!"

Shopkeeper Wan smiled, then worked for a while and took out three talisman pens...

"Fellow Taoist, please take a look!" Shopkeeper Wan didn't introduce him. He seemed to want to see Chen Changsheng's own eyesight. As a talisman maker, it was impossible that he didn't even know the basic method of identifying talisman pens.

However, Chen Changsheng really didn't understand this. What he received twice was only the experience of drawing talisman. How to identify the quality of talisman pens, he really didn't know...

"Disciple, you can choose one by yourself!" Chen Changsheng said calmly.

He doesn't understand, but Xiao Mo Xi must know something...

"Yes, Master, I will choose this one!"

Seeing the three talisman pens, Xiao Mo Xi chose one of them without any hesitation, but there was something wrong with the sound...

"Your disciple really has a very good eye, and he can tell at a glance which talisman pen is the best. This is the handwriting of Master Shang Rong. It is made of fire fox tail hair and a small leg bone. It is characterized by smooth and smooth talisman ink. It's stuck, and it's blessed with weak fire spiritual power. When drawing fire-attribute talismans, it will have a small bonus. It can be regarded as a small and top-notch talisman pen!" Shopkeeper Wan suddenly said with a smile.

The apprentice's eyesight is so great, the master must be even more powerful!

"This disciple is so naughty that he doesn't deserve such praise from the shopkeeper, lest he become proud!"

"Unknown, how many spiritual stones does this talisman pen contain?" Chen Changsheng asked.

"Let's not talk about the spiritual stone for the moment... I met fellow Taoist priests, and I wonder if they are practicing in Shouyang Shanfang City?" Shopkeeper Wan asked cautiously.

"I wasn't here before, but I do plan to settle here in the future. After all, my disciple is still young, so it will be inconvenient to take her around!" Chen Changsheng replied.

"Since Taoist friend plans to practice in Fangshi, if there is no other market for the talisman paper he draws, how about selling it to me, Baibao Pavilion? I, Baibao Pavilion, can pay the highest price for it!" Shopkeeper Wan said hurriedly.

"Oh? If that's the case... it's not impossible. I'm new here. If I set up a stall in the market, I will inevitably bump into other colleagues... Anyway, since the shopkeeper said so, let's do as you say!" Chen Changsheng He hesitated for a moment, then said.

Setting up a stall is not that safe.

There are only so many people selling talismans in the market, and one more person means one more person is competing for food.

If you only pay it back once in a while, it will inevitably cause some trouble over time.

"Okay, this talisman pen, 40 spiritual stones, and I will give fellow Taoist a bunch of talisman paper as a gift!" Suddenly, Shopkeeper Wan said with a smile.

"Forty spirit stones? So, thank you so much, shopkeeper!" Chen Changsheng was stunned when he heard this. He thought he wouldn't have enough spirit stones, but he didn't expect that there was still some left...

After the transaction between the two parties was completed, Chen Changsheng took Xiao Moxi away, but Shopkeeper Wan's face suddenly became tense and said: "I paid twenty spiritual stones to win over an unknown Talisman master, and I don't know how this deal works." Is it a good deal..."

"However, there is no other way. All the Talisman Masters in the market are under the control of the Song Family. From production to sales volume, the Song Family has a rough number. If we want to hide it from the Song Family, we can only start with the new Talisman Masters. …”

"Oh, the storm is coming. Actually, I just want to be an honest businessman..." Shopkeeper Wan sighed softly.

At this moment, two more people came in from the door, looking dusty...

"Is everything done?" Shopkeeper Wan said in a cold voice.

"Go back to the shopkeeper, everything has been taken care of. These are the things from the fat sheep!" The two people respectfully handed over a storage bag...

"Well, you did a good job. Let me tell you, this guy bought something worth three hundred spirit stones in my Baibao Pavilion. He must have other things with him. It's really good..."

"The profit from this trip is about a thousand spiritual stones. It should be someone from a small family who came out to purchase it, but we got a good deal..."

"The Black and White Demons, these two hundred spiritual stones and two bottles of magic pills are given to you as rewards, go ahead!" Shopkeeper Wan said leisurely as he weighed the storage bag in his hand.

"Thank you so much, shopkeeper!" The two of them were immediately overjoyed. After saluting Mr. Wan, they turned around and left...

"Tsk tsk, a person cannot become rich without unexpected fortune. I just lost twenty spirit stones, and thousands of spirit stones came into my account in a blink of an eye. This deal is a must!"

"Well... the talisman pen chosen by the little girl just now seems to be part of a certain unexpected fortune. In this way, not only did I not lose twenty spirit stones, but I also made forty..."

"No-cost business is good, and it is pure profit if you sell it..."

"As for conscience... What's the use of conscience? Can it be used as spirit stones?"

"Besides, this was all done by the Black and White Evils. What does it have to do with me, the shopkeeper of Baibao Pavilion?"

"We are clean businessmen!"

Shopkeeper Wan sang a little song leisurely, sitting on a rattan chair beside him, quietly waiting for the next destined person...

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"Xiao Moxi, you seem to be a little absent-minded after we came out of Baibao Pavilion. What's the matter?"

At this moment, the two have removed their disguises and returned home.

"Uncle, I know this talisman pen!" Xiao Moxi said softly.

"You... you know it? Could it be..."

Suddenly, a possibility emerged in Chen Changsheng's mind...

It can't be so ridiculous, right?

Is this the talisman pen used by Xiao Moxi's father?

Didn't the shopkeeper say that this was the work of Master Shang Rong?

"Well, this is my father's pen, I won't make a mistake!" Xiao Moxi bit her lips, and a trace of bright red blood oozed out, but she didn't feel any pain at all.

"The shopkeeper said that this was the work of Master Shang Rong. Did he lie to us?" Chen Changsheng hesitated.

"No, the shopkeeper is right. This is indeed made by Master Shang Rong, and there is also his logo on it, but look at the top of this pen, is there a small eye?" Xiao Moxi pointed to the top of the pen.

"Well? There is an eye pattern." Chen Changsheng nodded.

"This pen is actually a talisman pen that my father asked Master Shang Rong to customize for him at a cost of 100 spirit stones. The reason why it has this eye pattern is because my mother's name is Mo Tong, and Tong means eyes!"

"So, I can conclude that this is the talisman pen of my father!"

"Because, even if Master Shang Rong made other talisman pens of the same kind, he would not have gone to the trouble of drawing an extra eye on it!" Little Mo Tong said, tears falling down...

Seeing her father's relics, little Mo Tong had a hard time controlling her emotions...

And Chen Changsheng frowned.

Little Mo Xi's father was killed by the Black and White Evils, and the things must have fallen into the hands of the Black and White Evils, so why did they appear in the Treasure Pavilion?

Is it a coincidence?

Or is the Treasure Pavilion the place where the Black and White Evils sold the stolen goods?