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

The two cultivators were a little dumbfounded. They didn't expect Chu Ci to have so many mid-grade Vajra Talismans in his hands. After calculating, they found that it would cost more than 300,000 spirit stones, while the two of them only brought 20,000.

Seeing the two's expressions, Chu Ci said, "You two Daoists, do you not need so many Vajra Talismans? If so, buy as many as you need, and I will take the rest."

"No, we want them all. We'll take as many as you have, fellow Daoist." The tall cultivator said firmly, and then added: "Brother, we don't have so many spirit stones. Can you wait here for a while? I'll go get the spirit stones and then come back."

"Well, I'll wait for you here."

The tall monk glanced at the monk next to him, and then left in one direction.

Chu Ci took advantage of this time to wander around, but the cultivator beside him followed him closely.

At the same time, in a secret room of Luoying Sect...

"What! They want 300 spirit stones for one ticket? Isn't this too much?" A cultivator who had reached the perfect stage of Qi Refining suddenly stood up while slamming the table.

The tall cultivator who had just talked with Chu Ci stood in front of this man and said respectfully, "Reporting to Senior Brother Lu, this guy said that those Vajra Talismans were made for a senior who had established his foundation. If they cannot be delivered on time, he will have to pay a large sum of spirit stones."

Senior Brother Lu looked back and saw three cultivators sitting behind him. All three of them were at the perfect stage of Qi Refining. Sitting in the middle was a young man in purple.

The monk surnamed Lu asked the purple-robed youth, "Brother, what do you think we should do?"

The purple-clothed youth was none other than Situ Lang, who had fought against Chu Ci yesterday. He smiled and said, "No matter how many spirit stones he wants, give them all to him. If he hadn't had the Vajra Talisman with him during our battle yesterday, the result would have been different. So we must buy out all the Vajra Talismans in his hand first."

The monk surnamed Lu nodded.

Situ Lang then asked the tall monk who came to report: "Are you sure he doesn't have the Vajra Talisman in his hand?"

The tall monk immediately answered affirmatively: "No, this guy saw that our price was high, so he took out 1026 Vajra Talismans at once, and he made it very clear that 26 were for others and were for himself to save his life. I think it is reasonable."

Situ Lang nodded and asked, "He won't go back and make a few hundred of them right away, right? After all, everyone says he's a talisman maker."

"Absolutely not. He just said it unintentionally. He can only refine about ten pieces in a day."

"Yeah." Situ Lang nodded. What he was afraid of was a large number of Vajra Talismans. Dozens of them did not pose any threat to him.

Situ Lang thought about what the tall monk said several times, and felt that there was nothing wrong with it, so he said: "Then give him the 300,000 spirit stones, and we will proceed as planned."

"Brother, this is 300,000 spirit stones, it's a bit too much." The cultivator named Lu frowned.

"Haha, what are you afraid of? Even if we give him three million spirit stones, after tomorrow night, won't they all be ours?" Situ Lang said with a smile.

Although this amount of spirit stones was large, it made Situ Lang feel more at ease. He was secretly glad that he did not act rashly, otherwise the opponent would have so many Vajra Talismans that it would take him a long time to defeat them even if he stood there.

The monk surnamed Lu thought about it and felt that it made sense, so he said, "Okay, then we'll pay him the price he asked for, but we must ensure that he doesn't have any more Vajra Talismans in his hand."

"Wait a minute." At this moment, the person who had been sitting on Situ Lang's left suddenly said, "If Chu Ci disappears, what will happen if the two Jindan elders of the Jinfu Sect come to investigate?"

Situ Lang sneered twice:

"Brother Tang, please rest assured. This is in our Luoying Sect. As long as they don't have definite evidence, they will not dare to do anything. Besides, if something really happens, we still have my master."

Everyone nodded. Indeed, a Qi Refining disciple disappeared without a reason on their own territory. The Jin Fu Sect could only swallow its anger.

The next step is to collect spirit stones. Three hundred thousand is not a small number. Although these people are all worth a lot of money, this amount of spirit stones is still a huge number for them.

Chu Ci kept turning around for more than half an hour and exchanged for a few spiritual herbs. He also exchanged two martial arts books from a disciple of the Blood Refining Sect, one was "Iron Head Kung Fu" and the other was "Divine Power Sutra".

After waiting for a while, the tall monk came back and said impatiently, "Brother, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting. Here are the spirit stones." Then he handed over a storage ring.

Chu Ci took it and counted it; it was three hundred thousand and seven thousand eight hundred, not a single piece less.

Chu Ci nodded, exchanged the spirit stone into his own storage ring, then put the more than one thousand talismans into the other party's storage ring before handing it back to the other party.

The tall monk took the ring and checked it carefully. It was exchanged for more than 300,000 spirit stones, so he had to count them carefully.

Seeing that the number was okay, the two looked at each other, clasped their fists towards Chu Ci, said see you later, and left in a hurry.

Looking at the two people walking away, Chu Ci's eyes revealed a trace of solemnity.

Suddenly, a timid female voice sounded behind him: "Hello, Senior Brother."

Chu Ci was stunned and looked back. There was a woman standing in front of him, or it would be more appropriate to call her a girl, because she looked about fourteen or fifteen years old.

The girl was petite and very pretty. She was wearing the Taoist robe of Qiuyue Sect. It looked like she was at the eighth level of Qi Refining Stage.

"Senior sister, don't joke. You should call me junior brother." Chu Ci said seriously after seeing the other party's cultivation level.

"No, although you are only at the sixth level, your strength is obvious to all, and you are the champion of this competition, so I should call you my senior brother."

Chu Ci did not argue with her any more, but said: "I wonder why you are here, what kind of talisman do you want?"

The girl was very shy. She bit her lip lightly before she said, "Brother, I don't need a talisman. Did you just take a moon grass? I wonder if you can give it to me. This moon grass is very useful to me. I am willing to buy it with spirit stones."

Having said this, the girl raised her head and looked at Chu Ci with her big watery eyes full of anticipation.

"Moonlight Grass..." Chu Ci remembered that he had exchanged it from a cultivator from the Blood Refining Sect before. It was more than a hundred years old and cost him more than thirty talismans.

"I'm sorry, I also have some use for that spiritual herb, so I really can't give it to you, fellow Taoist. I hope you can forgive me."

This Moonlight Grass is related to his foundation building, Chu Ci would not give it to others easily.

The girl suddenly reached out and grabbed Chu Ci's arm, tears almost falling from her eyes.

"Brother, I beg you. My master is seriously injured and needs a hundred-year-old Moon Grass to heal her. I begged that brother for a long time but he refused. I saw that he gave you the Moon Grass and I waited here specially, hoping that you can sell it to me. I have spirit stones."

As she spoke, the girl took out a pile of spirit stones and placed them in front of her. Chu Ci counted them and found there were six hundred in total.

No wonder the cultivator from the Blood Refining Sect was unwilling to sell the Moonlight Grass to her. The value of this Moonlight Grass should be around eight hundred spirit stones, and the six hundred spirit stones the girl had were indeed a little less.