Chapter 136
"I will also continue to be with you all." The Red Lotus Loose Cultivator was very straightforward. Net
"Good, good! Is Brother Han also planning to..." The Daoist looked very happy and asked Han Li again.
Hearing this, Han Li hesitated.
Logically speaking, for a newcomer like him, continuing to follow this small group should be the best choice, but in his heart, he felt something was wrong, as if he would definitely regret it if he really did so.
"I'll wait until the trading assembly ends before making a decision! There's no rush!" Han Li said with a smile, deciding to stall for time first.
"Eh!" Han Li's words were clearly beyond everyone's expectations, making Daoist Qingwen and others look astonished.
"What is Brother Han hesitating about? Only by being together can we loose cultivators not be bullied, and I'm very interested in the fact that you could see through my stealing technique, and I want to spar more in the days to come!" Wu Wu Jiuzhi was a bit dissatisfied.
Hearing the teenager's words, Han Li did not get angry, just smiled without saying a word.
"Hehe, Brother Han didn't say he definitely wouldn't travel with us, just that he wanted to think about it, which is human nature!" Daoist Daoist Qingwen hurriedly persuaded.
"Yes, Daoist Daoist Qingwen's words are exactly what I'm thinking. I do have some unspeakable difficulties, so I have to be cautious!" Han Li seemed extremely grateful to Daoist Daoist Qingwen, showing an expression that said he had spoken his mind.
"Is that so? Then I'm meddling!" The teenager felt as if he had become a person who was neither here nor there, and was very unhappy.
Daoist Daoist Qingwen smiled helplessly, using an expression of an older brother tolerating a naughty younger brother, secretly apologizing to Han Li.
Han Li naturally wouldn't take this matter to heart.
However, since this matter was resolved, everyone stood up one after another, said goodbye, and left. Han Li also found an empty room on the second floor and rested.
The next morning, except for the monk and Han Li, everyone else walked out of the pavilion and went out to set up stalls together.
At this time, the monk continued to chant Zen in the lobby on the first floor, while Han Li was in the room, gently stroking a stack of talisman paper with his fingers, lost in thought.
"This so-called low-tier beginner talisman paper has spiritual light flickering slightly on it; it's really very different from ordinary mortal talisman paper. It seems that either its raw materials are special, or it needs to be blessed by some kind of spell." Han Li thought.
Han Li took out this talisman paper, intending to practice the "Spirit-Fixing Technique" he had learned before. But he suddenly thought that it seemed impossible to draw a Spirit-Fixing Talisman just by relying on talisman paper; it also required things like a brush and cinnabar. And these two things seemed to be sold at the stalls of cultivators. Could it be that these items also couldn't be mortal things, but must be specially made by cultivators?
Thinking of this, Han Li couldn't sit still in the room. He decided to find the monk; anyway, the fact that he was a cultivation novice couldn't be hidden, so he might as well go and ask directly and generously.
"Benefactor's thought is not wrong. To successfully draw a spirit talisman, besides using talisman paper refined from special raw materials, one must also use cinnabar prepared from the blood of spirit beasts containing spiritual energy. As for the brush, it depends on the situation!" After listening to Han Li's question, the little monk Kusang said calmly.
"Master Kusang, what do you mean by 'it depends on the situation'?" Han Li sat cross-legged opposite the monk and asked seriously, without any embarrassment.
"Among us cultivators, the brushes used for drawing spirit talismans, besides brushes made from the spirit fur of spirit beasts, can also be charcoal brushes made from certain heavenly treasures to draw talismans; these can increase the success rate of talisman making and the power of the talismans. But if there are no conditions, even ordinary mortal brushes will do, but the success rate of talisman making is pitifully low." The monk shook his head lightly; it seemed he did not approve of Han Li using the latter method to refine talismans.
"Thank you for your guidance, Master! Then I'll go out and see if it's possible to exchange for a talisman-making brush!" Han Li stood up and bowed to the monk.
"Go slowly, Benefactor!" The monk closed his eyes again and continued his Zen practice.
It seems I have to go out today! I remember that brushes and cinnabar are not cheap, probably costing six or seven low-tier spirit stones. Do I really have to sell the "Flying Talisman" I just got?
Han Li thought as he walked, and he went out of the pavilion and walked toward the trading square.
It was morning, so there were only a few cultivators on the road, not very busy, but judging by their direction, they all seemed to be going to the trading square; it seemed most of them were people like the Daoist who were going to set up stalls.
"Look, what a big bird!" A male cultivator suddenly exclaimed.
Then, a huge black shadow swept over the heads of the cultivators on this road where Han Li was.
Han Li was taken aback and hurriedly looked up.
He saw a two-headed monster bird the size of a small cow flying over their heads.
This bird looked like an eagle but wasn't; it was covered in gray feathers, its wingspan was several feet wide, and it had a pair of sharp claws like sickles underneath. On its neck, two bald, fierce bird heads had four small eyes flickering with green light.
What a fierce spirit bird!
"So ugly!"
"So big!"
"Catch it and use it as a mount!"
The cultivators below stopped and discussed, and some even wanted to try.
"Are you all tired of living! This is a 'Two-Headed Bird' spirit bird raised by the Yan family of Guyushan, the number one cultivation clan. There must be people from the Yan family on it, do you want to seek your own death?"
A few cold words poured cold water on some people's dreams.
"The Yan family? The only cultivation family with Core Formation stage cultivators outside the major cultivation sects?" Someone gasped.
"If not this Yan family, then which one? I came earlier than you all, so I have seen this 'Two-Headed Bird' once. I also know that the Yan family sent a pair of siblings to participate in the arena competition of the Ascension Assembly!" Another cultivator showed off proudly.
"No way! The Yan family also sent people to participate in the Ascension Assembly? They never sent anyone in previous years! In this way, wouldn't there be two fewer quotas!"
"Exactly. If we happen to bump into the two from the Yan family on the arena, wouldn't we be unlucky!"
These cultivators had somewhat ugly expressions, and some even sighed!
Han Li, however, looked coldly at the departing monster bird without a word. Judging by the image of this monster bird, it was clearly the monster eagle that Xi Xi Tie Niu had seen, and the immortal man and woman should be the Yan family siblings!
Han Li was thinking thoughtfully, and the nearby cultivators, after this small disturbance, went about their own business.
Finally, he smiled faintly and walked away freely.
The square was already quite crowded, although not as lively as what he saw last night, it was still full of popularity.
Han Li touched the many bottles of medicine still in his bosom, deciding to see if he could exchange these medicines for other things.
So, he didn't enter from the original entrance this time, but cut in from the other end of the square, intending to start browsing from the other side.
Along the way, Han Li's eyes looked left and right from time to time, looking at the various materials and talismans on the stalls, as well as some strange magic tools, making him unable to take it all in.
Suddenly, Han Li's footsteps stopped in front of a stall. He looked at a thin book on the stall, somewhat lost in thought.
The price tag in front of this book read: "Everlasting Technique," wood-attribute basic cultivation technique, worth two low-tier spirit stones.
"I want this book!" Han Li slowly lowered his body, picked up the book and flipped through it, then looked up and said calmly to the stall owner.
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