The ancestor of talismans

"Xu Changshou, a disciple of Green Ink Peak, wants to ask Uncle Bai to help him refine a spiritual pen."

After saying this, Su Mo felt a little uneasy.

He had never introduced anyone before, and he didn't know if Bai Tongyuan would help.

"Come in, just let him come in alone."

"Thank you, Uncle."

Su Mo was overjoyed: "Brother Xu, Uncle Bai agreed, you can go in quickly."

"Yes!"

Xu Changshou nodded and strode into the yard.

Walking into the yard, the two-story Yanchi Building was in front of him, and the ground floor was three halls.

As he walked into the yard, the main door of the hall opened automatically.

In the flower hall, a middle-aged man in a purple Taoist robe sat cross-legged on a cushion.

Xu Changshou took a few quick steps, bowed and clasped his fists, and said: "Disciple Xu Changshou, I greet Uncle Bai."

It was him.

Bai Tongyuan took a look at Xu Changshou and recognized him.

A few days ago, when he went to attend Li Ling'er's apprenticeship ceremony, this Xu Changshou was the errand disciple who served tea. Moreover, this errand disciple seemed to be very close to Li Linger.

"Do you know my rules?" Bai Tongyuan asked calmly.

"Yes!"

Xu Changshou nodded seriously. He had already inquired about Bai Tongyuan's rules.

If he asked an ordinary great cultivator to refine the spiritual pen he wanted to refine, he only needed to pay twenty spiritual stones, and there were many people willing to refine it.

But as long as Bai Tongyuan took action, the minimum fee was fifty spiritual stones. Even if you refined a needle, you would have to pay fifty spiritual stones.

But if the thing you refined was too complicated, you had to pay more.

Under normal circumstances, those who asked Bai Tongyuan to refine were all the second-generation immortals. Otherwise, who would be willing to spend fifty spiritual stones to refine a fake magic weapon.

Of course, it was expensive for a reason.

The same thing, when refined by Bai Tongyuan, could crush all the great cultivators of the foundation building of Chihuo Peak.

Bai Tongyuan could become the head of Chihuo Peak because of his ultimate refining skills.

The spirit pen is too important to Xu Changshou, more important than the magic weapon.

To refine the spirit pen, one must strive for perfection. He is not short of money, so there is no need to save these thirty spirit stones.

"What do you want to refine?"

"Moon-gazing rhino horn pen."

"Oh?"

Bai Tongyuan suddenly became excited, as if he couldn't believe that a Qi-refining cultivator could get such a good refining material.

You know, the Moon-gazing rhino horn pen must use the light-attributed Moon-gazing rhino horn. This kind of material is difficult even for a foundation-building cultivator to get.

"Take it out and let me see it!"

Xu Changshou took out the Moon-gazing rhino horn and the tail of the yellow-skinned man.

"Not bad, not bad!"

Bai Tongyuan nodded with satisfaction: "Boy, do you know why the Moon-gazing rhino horn is the best material for refining the spirit pen?"

"I don't know." Xu Changshou shook his head.

Bai Tongyuan smiled and said, "The Moon-Watching Rhino Horn is not hollow, and the texture becomes harder as it gets closer to the middle. In the middle, there is a cylinder as thick as a chopstick. This is the core of the Moon-Watching Rhino Horn, and this is the material for refining the Moon-Watching Rhino Horn Pen.

If it is refined into a sword, the cylinder in the middle is the material for refining the blade."

"Oh!" Xu Changshou nodded, not quite understanding.

"You won't understand even if I tell you!"

Bai Tongyuan waved his sleeves and said, "Go, come to me in half a month to get the spirit pen."

"Do you need a deposit?" Xu Changshou asked.

"No, in half a month, we will pay the money and deliver the goods."

"Thank you, Uncle Bai."

...

After leaving the courtyard, Su Mo hurriedly came out.

"Brother Xu, how is it, has Uncle Bai agreed?"

"Yes, it will be refined in half a month."

"That's good, that's good!"

Su Mo breathed a sigh of relief, and then said: "Brother Xu, I heard that Uncle Bai needs fifty spirit stones for each shot, where do you get so many spirit stones?"

"Brother Xu, don't get me wrong, I don't mean anything else, back then at Chuxiu Peak, you couldn't even afford a barrier-breaking pill."

Su Mo hurriedly added a sentence for fear that Xu Changshou would be angry.

Xu Changshou smiled and said: "There have been some changes in power in our family, and I just happened to be the beneficiary of this change in power."

In the world of cultivating immortals, there is only murder and robbery, and there is no such thing as starting from scratch.

Those who can start from scratch are all great cultivators of foundation building.

Xu Changshou is an individual case, so once asked about his wealth, Xu Changshou would implicitly say that he has the support of his family behind him.

Su Mo's face was full of bitterness when he heard this: "Junior Brother Xu, you are so lucky, we are just the opposite. Since my father died, my second uncle became the patriarch, and all the resources in the family have been occupied by my hateful second aunt... Otherwise, I wouldn't be so poor. Alas~ I have a hard life, so let's not talk about it."

Xu Changshou didn't know what to say, so he could only comfort him: "Don't worry, it will get better slowly in the future."

Su Mo clenched his fists and gritted his teeth and said: "Even if I don't rely on the resources of the family, I can still succeed in building the foundation."

"You..."

Xu Changshou was slightly shocked. He didn't expect that Su Mo still had such ambitions at this time.

Without resources, without a family, how can a small errand disciple build a foundation?

"I believe you!"

Xu Changshou patted Su Mo's shoulder again, without speaking to hit his self-confidence.

He didn't know whether Su Mo was right or wrong to be so confident, but in his opinion, Su Mo's chance of building a foundation was absolutely slim.

"Junior Brother Su, I have to go back."

"Goodbye, Senior Brother Xu."

"By the way, Junior Brother Su, when my spirit pen is refined, I will give you a big reward."

Xu Changshou decided to help Su Mo again.

"No, no, no, senior brother Xu, you have helped me enough."

"goodbye!"

…

After leaving Chihuo Peak, Xu Changshou returned to his small courtyard.

At this time, it had been two months since he last left, and weeds began to grow in his yard.

Xu Changshou took out his long sword and cleared the weeds.

"Junior Brother Xu, you are back."

Seeing that his courtyard door was open, Yang Bailao walked in.

"Senior Brother Yang, you are here."

"Why have you been out for so long and what have you been doing?" Yang Bailao asked curiously.

Xu Changshou's expression remained as usual: "Uncle Li asked me to perform a special mission."

Now, if he has anything to do, he can just push it on Li Daotu. Anyway, no matter what he does, Li Daotu will wipe his ass.

"By the way, Senior Brother Yang, I've been away for the past two months. Is anyone looking for me?"

Yang Bailao thought: "Two people have looked for you."

"who?"

"One is Senior Uncle Li Ling'er, and the other is also a woman. She seems to be from Danxia Peak."

"Well, I understand."

It was normal for Li Ling'er to find him. She had not seen him for two months, so she must be anxious.

The other person Yang Bailao was talking about was probably Ye Hualou.

"Junior Brother Xu, I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."

"Goodbye, Senior Brother Yang."

After Yang Bailao left, Xu Changshou closed the courtyard door.

Calculating the time, it's just past the middle of the month. When the spirit pen is refined, it will be past the holiday on the first day of the next month.

According to the agreement with Li Daotu, the time for him to not pay the task for half a year has expired, and it is time to turn in the task in the future.

Tasks had to be handed over, and even with Li Daotu protecting him, Xu Changshou did not dare to be too presumptuous.

For Xu Changshou, there is no burden in handing in tasks. He still has inventory, which is enough to hand in tasks for two years even if he doesn't draw a single talisman.

It's less than half a month until the next rest break.

Xu Changshou simply retreated into seclusion. More than ten days were just enough to refine two spirit-gathering pills.