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Five hundred and fortieth chapters swordsman act(3/5)

What's the difficulty?

Always do simple things.

It probably doesn’t count as spiritual practice.

Huan Yun continued: "The material of the jade bracelet itself is good, and the masters of talismans use poems as a formation talisman. Over time, it will have a scene similar to fire in water. Such a tree gall pot can help Qi practitioners

It absorbs the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and at the same time refines it on its own to become a spiritual energy suitable for wood spiritual treasures. It is not a magic weapon, but among some Qi practitioners who concentrate on practicing wood magic, it is a good thing that cannot be replaced even if it is a magic weapon."

By saying this, Chen Ping'an would be saved a lot of trouble. This gall pot would never be sold. As for the jade bracelet, even if it were to be sold, a sky-high price would have to be quoted.

However, Chen Pingan still asked: "How many snow coins do you think this bracelet can be sold for?"

Huan Yun said: "Why not a few grain rain coins?"

Chen Ping'an shook his head and said: "Old Master, I really don't want to come to Baofengzhai. I don't know the joy of counting money."

Huan Yun then offered a price, two Grain Rain coins.

Even for golden elixir monks like Sun Qing of Caique Mansion and Bai Bi of Shuilong Sect, one Grain Rain coin is not a small amount.

Many monks in the middle and fifth realms who are under the golden elixir, especially those in Dongfu and Guanhai realms, may not be able to accumulate a single Guyu coin except for their natal belongings. Even the rich wild cultivators in Shanze,

I don’t easily carry around a few Grain Rain coins with me. I mostly keep some Xiaoshu coins for emergencies. If I really need money, I can convert Xiaoshu coins into snow coins. It’s very simple.

A Xianjia ferry will do.

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "Old man, you have good vision."

Huan Yun looked desolate, "Good eyesight is of no use. After all, it can't compare to the romantic swordsman."

Chen Ping'an said: "Old Master, you don't like other people's good temper, you have to change it."

Huan Yun sneered and said: "How dare I, Huan Yun, little golden elixir, not listen to the principles of a sword immortal?"

Chen Ping'an glanced at him and said, "I'm afraid that there is some truth in it, but even if Huan Yun finally listens to it, he won't be able to catch it."

Huan Yun fell silent.

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "But I am better than the old master. I like to listen to people's calm and reasonable reasoning. Old master, why don't we talk about the knowledge of talisman and talismans, learn from each other, and benefit from it together."

Huan Yun looked at this man. He was really a guy with an unpredictable temperament. He was really restless and unhappy in his heart. The old man couldn't help but sarcastically said: "Why don't I just take out a few talisman secret books? Let's go.

Spread it out on the table, Chen Jianxian said it was time to turn the page, so I turned the page?"

Chen Ping ignored it and just put away the jade bracelet and the gall pot, carefully put them into the bamboo box, then opened a package from the bamboo box with a smile, took out something, and slapped it heavily on the table.

It is a green brick taken from the ground of a Taoist temple on the top of a mountain.

Huan Yun began to close his eyes and rest his mind.

This piece of blue brick might be used as a treasure for a house on the hilltop of an ordinary fairy house.

Chen Ping'an thought for a while, took out his pen, ink and paper, and began to use meticulous brushwork to describe the architectural style of the immortal mansion ruins, especially the white jade arch bridge.

Only the Taoist temple on the top of the mountain would not be drawn on paper casually.

After Chen Pingan finished drawing two pieces of paper, he said: "Old man, can you help me? Draw a few big buildings on the back mountain?"

Huan Yun suppressed his anger, took out pen and paper from the square object, and began to draw.

Chen Ping'an stood up, walked around the stone table, looked at the old master painting with a brush, and said with emotion: "You can draw better than me, and you are worthy of being a master of the Fulu Sect."

Huan Yun was about to stop writing.

The man then raised his hand.

Huan Yun had no choice but to continue painting.

There was no other way, the man was saying compliments, but he was holding a blue brick in his hand.

the next day.

Shen Zhenze of Yunshang City must buy the Xianfu caisson placed in the courtyard of his private house.

The Lord of Jindan City seemed to be destined to win, and he spoke sincerely, saying that even if Shen Zhenze was selling iron, he still wanted to buy this important treasure of the Immortal Family that could stabilize the luck of the landscape, and he could use all the mansions and shops on a certain street in Yunshang City to pay off the debt.

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Chen Pingan did not agree immediately.

Huan Yun actually had some thoughts about this priceless caisson.

I just didn't dare to speak.

Shen Zhenze still wanted to ask Huan Yun to help him plead for mercy, but Huan Yun had a headache when he thought of the blue brick in the guy's hand, so he declined Shen Zhenze's request.

At that time, Shen Zhenze laughed angrily and said, "You, Mr. Huan, are you trying to compete with me for this thing?"

Huan Yun didn't feel there was anything to be embarrassed about, and simply said: "Opportunities are rare, everyone depends on their ability."

Shen Zhenze had no choice but to say that since this thing had landed in the Yunshangcheng mansion, it should stay and take root in Yunshangcheng.

Huan Yun smiled and said, "Let's go slowly without seeing you off."

Shen Zhenze left in anger.

Chen Ping'an went to the market outside Yunshang City again and set up a Baofu Zhai, but this time he only sold talismans and nothing else.

He squatted on the side of the road with his hands in his sleeves and didn't shout. Anyway, he just answered one or two questions.

The news I saw in the Shanshui Di newspaper earlier was that Huang Xi, a wild cultivator, was going to have a battle with Wufu Xiu Niang at Cari Mountain, and it would start in two days.

Of course Chen Pingan will not miss it.

After Huan Yun left yesterday, Chen Ping'an began to carefully calculate the harvest of the treasure hunt in the mountains.

Except for the broken wood used to enshrine statues of gods in Taoist temples.

Taoist temple blue bricks, thirty-six pieces.

There are one hundred and twenty-two green glazed tiles in total.

The tips of green bamboo leaves inside the sword gourd are dripping with water.

Of course there are tons of bamboo leaves and branches.

For the time being, it is still warming up a ball of broken sword energy stored in the sword-raising gourd.

And the book that Chen Pingan finally got his hands on has not yet been read.

Master Huang presented four things twice: a bronze mirror, a fasting tablet, a jade bracelet, and a gall pot.

In fact, we also need to include the rich aura of the pavilion that is absorbed into the robe.

And one more trip through the long river of time.

The old master Huan Yun actually entrusted the child to Shen Zhenze early this morning and asked a guest to quietly send him back to his mountain.

Of course Chen Pingan will not stop it.

How can you meditate and cultivate your mind without first having peace of mind?

At the time of Hai, people are sedated, which is the pure state that Taoism emphasizes.

Just like the Buddhist burning incense, it is available everywhere and at all times.

Chen Pingan suddenly raised his head with a smile and said hello.

Xu Xingjiu squatted opposite the stall, but she had so many words to say that she didn't know how to speak.

Chen Pingan asked: "Are you okay?"

Xu Xingjiu smiled brightly and said, "It's okay."

Chen Pingan nodded and said, "That's good."

Xu Xingjiu asked: "Can I buy some talismans with my senior?"

Chen Ping'an said: "Of course, the visitor is a guest, but that's how much a talisman costs. Don't take out the treasure you got earlier. I don't accept it here anyway."

Xu Xingjiu looked embarrassed.

In fact, he did carry treasures with him, and there were two of them. As for the fairy money, he didn't even have one. It was a mistake.

After having a heart-to-heart talk with Zhao Qingwan last night, they both felt that they should hand over their respective treasures as a thank you gift.

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "If you can't eat your wedding wine, you will feel guilty. Just treat that treasure as a red envelope from me."

Xu Xingjiu said: "Then I won't delay senior's business."

Chen Pingan waved his hand and said, "I really want to thank you. Help me attract some criminals who have a lot of money in their pockets."

Xu Xingjiu smiled bitterly and said, "Junior, let's give it a try."

Chen Ping'an laughed and said: "You believe it if you are joking? If you can't help but do things that are unconscionable, don't do them."

Xu Xingjiu was stunned and speechless.

Chen Pingan rubbed his forehead, "I just said casually, don't be so concerned about it all the time. Are you tired?"

But Xu Xingjiu said: "I look at the words and deeds of my predecessors, and they are consistent with the Dao."

Chen Ping'an almost broke out in sweat, "My mountain sect will not accept disciples for the time being."
To be continued...
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