Godly Immortality: Start with the Butcher and add some Immortality!

One month later

On this day, Wei Hong deliberately ended work an hour early and left the Talisman Making Workshop.

He hid in a secret, deserted corner, disguised himself, and went straight to the market.

After saving for a month, Wei Hong naturally wanted to sell all the talismans he had accumulated to get back the funds.

He worked hard to draw talismans for a month and already accumulated 120 first-order low-grade talismans and eight first-order medium-grade fireball talismans.

Among the one hundred and twenty first-level low-grade talismans, there are 50 wooden thorn talismans, 60 water shield talismans, and ten cleansing talismans.

"If all this batch of talismans are sold, there will be almost more than a hundred spiritual stones. After excluding various expenses, the remaining spiritual stones should be enough to buy a bottle of Qing Ling Dan."

Wei Hong was thinking about it in his mind as he walked towards the market.

This time he disguised himself as a monk with an ordinary figure and appearance, but his cultivation was not concealed.

The price he gave is definitely much more favorable than the normal market price, and it is usually impossible to be so low.

Anyway, the cost of drawing talismans is almost non-existent, so Wei Hong naturally minds making less money.

"Fellow Taoist, walk slowly!"

Wei Hong nodded in agreement, and then quickly counted out ten wooden thorn talismans and prepared to hand them to the young monk's hands.

Then he took out a small mat and sat down, and finally placed all the talismans on the thick cloth one by one.

Sure enough, when the young monk heard the price, his eyes immediately lit up: "Eighty Broken Spirits per piece? Okay, give me ten pieces."

Such a low price is not easy to come across, so the young monk will not let it go.

"Fellow Taoist, how do you sell your wooden thorn talisman?"

Mainly because Wei Hong wanted to sell all the talismans in his hands as soon as possible, and also to lock in some old customers.

The young monk was not polite, took the wooden thorn talisman and examined it carefully.

Wei Hong raised his head and glanced at him, and then said calmly: "One piece of ninety broken spirits. If you buy ten or more at one time, you will get one piece of eighty broken spirits. The price is the same!"

"Okay, here are ten wooden thorn talismans. Fellow Taoist, please take them."

After a moment, he nodded to Wei Hong and said with a smile: "Fellow Taoist, there is nothing wrong with the wooden thorn talisman. These are eight spiritual stones. Fellow Taoist, please take them."

Wei Hong took the spirit stone and sent it off politely.

Not long after, a young monk came to the stall asking for a price.

As long as he builds his reputation and relies on the advantages of high quality and low price, he is not afraid that those talismans will fall into his hands.

But when the young monk saw Wei Hong being so straightforward, he suddenly asked hesitantly: "Fellow Taoist, you... you are selling this wooden thorn charm so cheaply, is there no problem with the quality?"

"Hey, that's offending!"

Wei Hong had long expected that someone might ask this question. He did not explain more, but maintained the posture of handing out the talisman and said: "Fellow Taoist, you can check it yourself. If you feel there is something wrong, don't buy it."

After arriving at the market, Wei Hong found an empty space and spread a clean thick cloth on the ground, which became a stall.

The stall is set up and waiting for customers to come.

The first business deal is concluded!

Within more than an hour after that, various talismans on Wei Hong's stall were also bought one after another.

Because the talismans he draws are not only of good quality and good craftsmanship, but also at low prices, the talismans on the stall are very popular.

This also made Wei Hong feel good. After selling all the talismans, he would go to the Treasure Pavilion to buy a bottle of Qingling Pill to increase his cultivation speed.

A bottle of Qing Ling Dan every month, coupled with the alternating consumption of spiritual rice and monster meat, allowed Wei Hong's cultivation speed to increase a lot.

the next two months

Wei Hong, as always, just worked hard to draw talismans and practice every day.

After saving for a month, he will go to the market to sell the talismans.

This has been the case for the past two months. Today is the third time in a row that he has come to the market to sell talismans.

"After having the Qingling Pill, my cultivation speed has indeed increased a lot. If I continue to maintain it, I may be able to break through to the fourth level of Qi training in more than a year."

Wei Hong was setting up the stall leisurely while thinking about his cultivation over the past two months.

I have to say that taking elixirs is different from not taking elixirs.

Without the Qingling Pill, Wei Hong estimated that he would have to practice hard for at least three or four years before he could break through to the fourth level of Qi training.

So he is still barely satisfied with his current income of being able to buy a bottle of Qingling Pill every month.

However, just when Wei Hong was about to close his stall, an old man walked in front of his stall.

This man was dressed in gray robes, had gray hair, was thin, and had a three-inch long white goatee.

And this old man did not hide his fourth level of Qi training at all!

The old man came to Wei Hong's stall with a kind smile on his face, squatted down and said with a smile: "My little friend, the business is good, I am really envious of you!"

"Ok?"

Wei Hong narrowed his eyes, frowned subconsciously, and then looked at the old man with a smile: "This senior is joking, it's just a small business, how can he be envied by senior!"

From the first words the old man said, Wei Hong guessed that this man was definitely not here to buy talismans.

Although this person seems kind, Wei Hong doesn't know his details and doesn't know what he is going to do for the time being. Naturally, he needs to be careful.

"Hey, I'm just joking. Every time I set up a stall, I get a lot of profits. If this is still a small business, wouldn't other people be embarrassed?"

The old man in gray robe had a smile on his face, but there was something behind his words.

"Senior, what does this mean?"

Wei Hong frowned slightly and looked directly at the gray-robed old man with sharp eyes.

Wei Hong knew very well what the old man in gray robe meant, which fully demonstrated that the old man in gray robe had definitely investigated him, and had probably even targeted him long ago, otherwise he would never have been so aware of his profits.

He immediately understood that the purpose of this gray-robed old man's visit was definitely not simple, and he immediately became wary.

"Hey, the little old man's surname is Xu Mingguan!" The old man in gray robe announced his family name without any scruples, then looked at Wei Hong and said: "As for the purpose of coming, it's actually very simple. The little old man just wants to invite fellow Taoists to join us. That’s all.”

"Who are you? What are the benefits of joining you?"

Wei Hong's face was slightly cold and he asked questions unceremoniously.

At this time, Wei Hong also felt a little strange in his heart. He had not encountered anything for so long while setting up the stall, but who knew that he would suddenly encounter it today.

The old man in gray robe smiled and said: "We? Hehe, we are naturally a guild of casual talisman masters. Joining our guild of casual talisman masters will naturally allow everyone to make money together and make everyone rich together."

"This little old man is not very talented, he is also a Talisman Painter, and a first-level mid-level Talisman Painter!"

"It's not easy for us craftsmen to get along these days. If fellow Taoist friends are willing to make friends with us, we will have someone to rely on in this city in the future, right?"