The ancestor of talismans

The following days.

Xu Changshou only did three things: practicing, observing Hu Baxian's customers, and selling talismans.

Hu Baxian only has a few guests a day. Apart from those acquaintances and people nearby, there are basically no strangers.

You can't observe many people in a day.

As for selling talismans, you don’t have to worry about it. It’s good enough if you can sell one talisman every three to five days.

Therefore, most of Xu Changshou's thoughts were spent on refining elixirs.

You can also refine the Yuanling Pill while lying on a recliner, but it is not as efficient as when you are meditating.

In one month, Xu Changshou refined twenty-five pills.

If he meditated at a normal speed, Xu Changshou would be able to refine more than one pill a day, and about thirty-five pills a month.

This speed is slower than usual, but there is no other way. In order to make more money, I can only make time for practice.

This month, Xu Changshou sold a total of nine talismans.

Nine of them would mean nine thousand medium-grade spirit stones. It’s not as much as what the Immortal Cultivation Guild would sell for, but it’s still very considerable.

If he added the money he earned from setting up the stall and the money he earned from selling talismans at the Xiuxian Guild, he could probably make 20,000 yuan a month.

This speed of making money is definitely at the ceiling level among ordinary people.

But for Xu Changshou, it was still not enough.

He can refine thirty Yuanling Pills in a month, and thirty pills means thirty thousand spirit stones. The monthly consumption of thirty thousand spirit stones is definitely not enough, and drawing talismans also requires capital.

It’s okay now. Although I can’t maintain my expenses, if I really set up a stall to sell talismans, the income will not affect my cultivation speed too much.

However, Xu Changshou has to think about the future. His current monthly expenses are 30,000. Once he breaks through to the Nascent Soul stage, the consumption will increase, and 30,000 will not be enough by then.

Right now, Xu Changshou has been exposed to dangerous missions, and all of them are high-risk and high-paying missions. The money he earns from setting up a stall is naturally not as much as those from dangerous missions.

What's more, Nalan Wei is still evaluating him, and there is still more room for advancement in his career.

Therefore, at this time, Xu Changshou would definitely not give up his bright future and live a life of setting up stalls and lying down.

In addition, Hu Baxian's attitude towards him also changed. He was no longer sarcastic towards Xu Changshou, but became very respectful.

Ever since Xu Changshou's talisman was sold for the first time, Hu Baxian no longer dared to mock Xu Changshou.

In the following days, he was secretly calculating Xu Changshou's turnover.

In one month, Xu Changshou sold nine thousand mid-grade spirit stones. No matter how much others earned, this turnover was several times his. His monthly turnover was at most two thousand mid-grade spirit stones.

The most hateful thing is that he is busy all day long, while Xu Changshou basically sleeps all the time.

You make money while sleeping, and you make more than him. How despicable is that.

Hu Baxian's attitude towards him improved and he spoke less. It happened that Xu Changshou was busy with cultivation and had no time to pay attention to him, so the less Hu Baxian spoke, the better.

In a blink of an eye, another two months passed.

In the past two months, Xu Changshou's turnover has exceeded ten thousand yuan every month.

Hu Baxian was extremely envious, but Xu Changshou was very anxious.

Three months had passed, and in another three months, the deadline for the task given to him by Nalan Wei would be up.

This task also has a deadline, which is two years. Once it exceeds two years, the task deadline will be automatically cancelled.

Let alone two years, Xu Changshou couldn't wait even for half a year, because half a year was the deadline Nalan Wei gave him. If he couldn't complete the task, her assessment of himself would be a failure.

Xu Changshou was anxious, but there was nothing he could do. Right now, he had no choice but to sit back and wait.

The sun sets and a gentle breeze blows.

It was almost time to close the stall, Xu Changshou ended a day of practice and stretched.

"Mr. Liu, you are here."

"Eight Immortals, don't forget to bring me some Qingming grass tomorrow morning."

"Don't worry, Mr. Liu. I will definitely deliver it to you before dawn tomorrow. I promise not to delay your business."

"Don't forget to tell your grandfather."

"Got it. The old rules are that we need the best quality Qingming grass, and it must be the freshest."

"You are smart, go early. I have a reward for you. If you are late, I will punish you."

"Eight Immortals, let's go. See you tomorrow."

"Mr. Liu, take care. I'll see you off!"

Hu Baxian supported the old man and passed by Xu Changshou's stall. When the breeze blew, Xu Changshou suddenly smelled a faint smell of blood.

"Um?"

Xu Changshou's eyes moved, and he couldn't help but use his spiritual sense to scan the old man. The old man was very alert, and looked at Xu Changshou with sharp eyes.

Xu Changshou didn't dare to look at him. After taking a look, he hurriedly lowered his head.

There is something wrong with this old man.

This bloody smell can only be smelled on butchers. This is the smell left over from years of killing and their hands being bathed in countless blood. The smell is very light, but not easy to remove.

This old man has an immortal-like appearance and seems to have nothing in common with a butcher.

There is a problem.

Xu Changshou immediately became suspicious of the old man, thinking that he might be the Blood Butcher in disguise.

The Blood Butcher is good at illusion. At this time, Xu Changshou only needs a talisman to see through the Blood Butcher.

But this time they were in the market town, where there were too many people and it was not easy to take action. If the other party noticed and a fight broke out, the situation would be hard to control.

After the old man walked away, Xu Changshou looked at Hu Baxian and asked, "Brother Hu, who is this person?"

"This is one of my big clients. His surname is Liu. He is a pharmacist. He is very kind and often saves the dying and the wounded..."

"Pharmacist..."

After hearing what Hu Baxian said, Xu Changshou couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

Hu Baxian had long said that there was a pharmacist named Liu in Qilin Town who was one of his big clients. Whenever this big client wanted Qingming grass, he would personally deliver it to the client and he seldom came. Therefore, Xu Changshou had never seen him, but had only heard of such a person.

In the world of immortal cultivation in Sangyu, pharmacist is a profession. It is a person who specializes in treating immortal cultivators, which is equivalent to a doctor in the mortal world.

Because immortal cultivators seldom get sick, there are very few pharmacists. There are no such specialized pharmacists in the immortal cultivation world of Dongyu.

If he is a pharmacist, then the old man's identity is more worthy of scrutiny.

It is impossible for a pharmacist to have the bloody smell that only a butcher has.

In Xu Changshou's mind, he immediately listed this person as a major suspect.

"Brother Hu, I feel like something is wrong with my body. When you deliver the herbs tomorrow, can you take me with you? I want to see Mr. Liu."

"Sure. You wait for me at the entrance of the market before dawn tomorrow, and I'll take you there then."

"good!"

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