My talisman pen is omnipotent. How should you deal with it?

After Chen Yun left, Chu Ci immediately took out the book and opened the first page which was the outline.

"Yang alone cannot produce life, Yin alone cannot grow, when Yin and Yang are combined, each takes its own strengths..."

Chu Ci didn't quite understand what this meant, but he didn't need to understand. He just copied it down. Thinking of this, he took out paper and ink and started copying.

However, after writing only three lines, he suddenly felt as if a ball of fire was burning in his abdomen, which he could not control at all.

I stopped writing immediately. This feeling was not like the pain from the previous body-building exercises. The pain was bearable, but this one was unbearable.

Lin Mengyan unconsciously began to think of my mind. If I continued practicing, I might go insane.

Chu Ci barely stood up after about half an hour and quickly put away the skills. He really couldn't practice this "Yin Yang Harmony Skill" by himself, so he decided to wait until he saw Lin Mengyan.

The next day was an exchange meeting for disciples from the five sects. Chu Ci walked out of the room early and saw everyone walking out in groups of three or five. He presumably thought they were going to attend the exchange meeting.

At this moment, the door next to him opened, and the person living next to him was Han Feiyu.

Han Feiyu walked out of the room and saw Chu Ci. He was obviously stunned, and then said, "Chu Ci, are you going to the exchange meeting too?"

"I'm just going to take a look. By the way, Feiyu, are you okay with your injury?" Chu Ci asked.

"Oh, no... no problem," Han Feiyu said casually, and then changed the subject and said, "I'm going too, let's go."

Chu Ci saw that Han Feiyu didn't want to discuss this matter too much, so he followed him to Luoyingzong Square to participate in the exchange meeting.

After arriving at the square, Chu Ci found that it was crowded with people, at least thousands of people, and there were all kinds of elixirs, spiritual herbs, and Qi-refining materials on the stalls.

As soon as Chu Ci arrived, he immediately attracted a lot of people's attention. Everyone knew that it was him who defeated Situ Lang yesterday.

"Fellow Daoist Chu, do you have any talismans left? The kind that can immobilize an opponent. I want to buy some!"

A strong monk said to him, he was obviously a member of the Blood Refining Sect.

Chu Ci waved his hands repeatedly: "I'm really sorry, the Calming Talisman was given to me by the next senior, and I only have one on me, and I really don't have it anymore."

When the man heard that the Calming Talisman was gone, he asked again, "What about the other talismans? If you don't need spirit stones, I still have a few spirit herbs here. You can take a look."

As he spoke, he took out a few spiritual herbs. Chu Ci saw that there was a Moonlight Grass among them. This was an essential spiritual herb for refining the nine kinds of foundation-building pills. It looked much older than the one in his own small medicine garden, definitely over a hundred years old.

If I take it back and plant it, I can advance the time for building my foundation by a few years.

Before Chu Ci could speak, several more waves of people came. They heard that the talisman maker from yesterday had arrived, and they all rushed over to buy various talismans. Many people said that the talismans made by Master Chu were much more powerful than ordinary talismans and had collection value.

Chu Ci had originally kept a lot of them for sale, and since these people were willing to buy them, there was no reason for him not to sell them.

Han Feiyu saw that it was very lively here at Chu Ci's place and it seemed like he had nothing to do here, so he said hello to Chu Ci and strolled around.

The talismans that Chu Ci took out were all very popular. He found that these people's favorites were the talismans used in fighting or escaping, such as ice cone talismans, flying talismans, diamond talismans, and earth wall talismans. They were basically in short supply.

But there are not many cultivators who are interested in the Soul Gathering Talisman. Think about it, who among those who can come to participate in the competition does not have outstanding spiritual roots? So there is no need for the assistance of the Soul Gathering Talisman.

Soon Chu Ci sold nearly 5000 talismans. In addition to to spirit stones, he also harvested a lot of spirit herbs. He wanted all the spirit herbs that were on the foundation-building pill recipe and were of a relatively high age.

Ten of these spiritual herbs are over a hundred years old and can be used directly after being taken back.

There are also more than thirty plants that are around the 80s and 90s. By this calculation, the date of my foundation-laying should be greatly advanced.

In addition to spiritual herbs, he also paid special attention to martial arts techniques. There were very few martial arts techniques for sale at the exchange conference, and even if there were, they were only some elementary martial arts techniques.

He kept thinking about Situ Lang's strange and flashing moves, and asked two disciples of Luoying Sect if they had any skills in body movement and speed. He was willing to increase the price in exchange, but both of them shook their heads.

Just when the transaction was about to end, two monks from Luoying Sect came towards them. It seemed that their cultivation level was only at the fifth level of Qi Refining Stage.

As soon as they came up, the two asked Chu Ci if he had any intermediate Vajra Talismans, and they wanted all of them.

Chu Ci took out thirty and said, "Fifty spirit stones each."

The two of them paid immediately, and then asked, "Brother, do you still have this kind of talisman? The two of us are going to a secret place and need a lot of Vajra Talismans. If you still have some, we are willing to increase the price. How about eighty spirit stones?"

Chu Ci looked at the two people in front of him, rolled his eyes and said, "I do have some in my hand, but these are prepared for a senior. If I sell them to the two Taoist friends, it will be difficult to explain to that senior."

When the two heard that Chu Ci did have some left, they looked at each other and immediately said, "Brother, how many are left? We two brothers want them all."

Chu Ci shook his head, indicating that he really couldn't sell it.

One of the tall monks stretched out a finger and said, "How about a hundred spirit stones? Brother, you are a talisman maker. Vajra Talismans are easy for you to make."

Chu Ci sighed and said, "My two fellow Taoists, you may not know that this Vajra Talisman is very difficult to refine. Even for me, I can only refine about a dozen in a day, so I really don't dare to sell it."

The tall monk's eyes lit up when he heard this: "Brother, how about this? You don't have to say you won't sell it. You can name a price. If we can't accept it, we can just give up. Do you think this method is feasible?"

Chu Ci looked embarrassed. "How can I make an offer, fellow Daoists? Our five major sects are of the same origin. If you offer too high, I will feel bad. If you offer too low, I really cannot explain to that senior."

Another monk immediately took over the conversation: "Brother, just name your price. If we two brothers feel it is not suitable, we can just not buy it. How can we say that it will hurt the friendship of the five sects? In a word, even if the deal fails, the friendship still exists."

"Okay, since the two fellow Taoists said so, I will name a price. This amount of spiritual stones will not all go into my own pocket. Most of it has to be compensated to that senior." Chu Ci explained.

"Brother, please make an offer. If we two cannot accept it, it will be considered that we have no chance to enter that secret realm."

"Okay, in that case, I'll make an offer. Three hundred spirit stones per ticket!" Chu Ci said this and stretched out three fingers.

"Three hundred..." The tall monk was shocked. Three hundred spirit stones, six times higher than the market price! This guy is really brave to ask for it.

After thinking for a while, the tall monk gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, let's go by the price you said. We'll take all the money you have!"

"My two junior brothers, you are joking. You want something so expensive? I suggest you go to the market. It's much cheaper there." When Chu Ci heard that the two really wanted it, he hurriedly advised them kindly.

"No, no, no, we need it urgently. At the moment, there is no place to buy it except from you, brother. Especially this kind of mid-grade talismans, please give me as many as you have."

Seeing the two of them say this, Chu Ci pretended to be determined and said, "Well, if I don't sell so many spirit stones, I will be a fool. As for that senior, the worst that can happen is that I will compensate him with some spirit stones."

Having said that, Chu Ci reached out and started taking out talismans from his storage ring.

The two men saw him taking out stacks of sheets one by one, and each stack had one or two hundred sheets. Every time he took out a sheet, their hearts trembled. My God, how many spirit stones would that cost?

Chu Ci took it seven times in total, then pointed at the talisman in front of him and said:

"My two fellow Taoists, these are 1026 mid-grade Spirit Gathering Talismans. That senior asked me to refine 1000 of them, and it took me three years to finish. The remaining 26 are for my own life-saving use. For the sake of the Spirit Stones, I'm selling them all!"