Chapter 64

After that night, Jiang Hu was imprisoned for three years and was finally expelled from the sect, breaking the bond of incense.

Framed by others, kept in the dark, stained with human lives, his Dao heart almost collapsed, imprisoned for three years, and finally expelled from the sect.

Jiang Hu's life took a sharp turn for the worse, and misfortune seemed to love him dearly.

From that day on, he lost everything.

"During the three years of imprisonment, he committed suicide twenty-one times, but was saved every time." Shen Qingli said in a deep voice.

"Although ignorance is not a crime, the murderous sins he committed were real, and Maoshan could not accommodate him."

At these words, a look of gloom appeared in Shen Qingli's eyes.

Since then, Jiang Hu's inner demon took root and was difficult to erase. His cultivation had problems, and day and night were reversed...

"In the talisman dao, he is completely ruined."

"I didn't expect... he actually had such a past." Zhang Fan was thoughtful.

It is really hard to reconcile such a Jiang Hu with his usual sloppy and cynical appearance.

"That is his protective color... his inner demon is too heavy, and sooner or later he will fall into the 【Great Night Without Light】..." Shen Qingli sighed.

The path of cultivation is like walking on thin ice. Once the consciousness is agitated, there is a risk of the Great Night Without Light, and even a Celestial Master has the possibility of cultivation regression.

"Immortals were originally mortals; it's just that mortals lack firm will... Is that why the heavens send down infinite calamities?" Zhang Fan said in a deep voice.

"The Pure Yang Patriarch had the difficulty of losing his home and failing the exam, the Purple Yang True Person had the disaster of being demoted to Lingnan, Chen Xiyi had the trouble of not being recommended... Since ancient times, all Dan Dao masters must experience the hardships of the human world and endure a hundred calamities without failing..." Shen Qingli sighed leisurely.

"This calamity of his... is too difficult!"

"Zhang Fan..."

At this moment, Shen Qingli suddenly called out, pulling Zhang Fan's thoughts back.

"We have a major event in our family recently. Can you help me keep him to observe the ceremony?"

"Mysterious Appraisal Treasure Record?" Zhang Fan blurted out.

"It seems he told you..." Shen Qingli looked at the direction Jiang Hu left with deep meaning: "He still has talent in the talisman dao, but..."

"Perhaps the birth of this treasure can touch him."

"I understand." Zhang Fan nodded.

"I will have someone arrange a guest room for you." Shen Qingli smiled slightly, revealing a look of gratitude, then nodded to signal, and turned to leave.

"Zhang Fan..."

At this moment, Jiang Hu's voice came from afar, and Zhang Fan hurriedly ran over.

"Finished unloading, these five big barrels of paper pulp are really heavy." Jiang Hu leaned against the Wuling Hongguang and let out a long breath.

This shipment of goods from Ye Buliang is all special paper pulp, harvested from Nanshan peach wood, with more than thirty processes. Every month on the fifteenth, when the moon is full, it must be bathed in moonlight on the mountain. Starting from the Great Heat, it must be soaked and dried for a month, so that it can be delivered.

These are excellent materials for refining talisman paper. One barrel of wood pulp costs two hundred thousand.

Just this one shipment of goods is worth one million, and the commission alone is one point.

"Ten thousand yuan... not afraid of having no money on you, failing the beautiful woman in the small alley." Jiang Hu grinned: "Let's go."

"The money you earn won't all be spent on foot washing, right?" Zhang Fan squinted.

He saw it last time; Jiang Hu had at least seven or eight VIP gold cards for nearby clubs in his drawer.

"I'll ask you a question." Jiang Hu suddenly said very seriously.

"What?" Zhang Fan saw this and couldn't help but become serious.

"If you meet a girl who doesn't want a house, doesn't want a car, doesn't want savings, doesn't want a diamond ring, doesn't want you to treat her to dinner, watch movies, buy things, send gifts, and won't even disturb you..."

"Just wants to talk to you when you are tired, let you relax your body and mind..."

"Is it too much to give such a good girl 498 every time?"

"..."

"Is it too much?" Facing Jiang Hu's questioning, Zhang Fan was really speechless. This kind of fresh thinking really opened a new door for him.

"Don't say I don't take care of you."

As he spoke, Jiang Hu took out a bright yellow talisman from his bosom, folded it into a triangle, and wrapped it with red silk thread.

"What is this?"

"Vigor Talisman!" Jiang Hu said in a low voice.

"Vigor Talisman? What kind of talisman is that?" Zhang Fan showed curiosity.

These days, he carefully studied the 【Dao Secret Record】 and knew a lot about talisman methods, and even knew some strange talismans.

For example, the 【Fat-Eating Talisman】, it is said that this talisman is written with talisman ink made from a special insect. This insect can only grow in the corpse three years after a dead person is buried, which is extremely precious.

Especially in modern times, with the popularization of cremation, it is rare to see this kind of insect.

The 【Fat-Eating Talisman】 refined from this, pasted three inches below the navel, can reduce the fat in the body at a speed visible to the naked eye. The 【Fat-Eating Talisman】 refined by a powerful talisman master can lose thirty or forty pounds in a month without any problem.

It is much more powerful than the 【Slimming Oil】 sold by the He family that day, and it has no side effects.

"This is my exclusive formula!" Jiang Hu lowered his voice, appearing mysterious.

"This is talisman ink made from bull gun powder, donkey gun powder, horse gun powder, oyster gun powder, tiger gun powder... and many other big ingredients..."

"Oysters also have guns!?" Zhang Fan couldn't help but ask.

Jiang Hu squinted and said indifferently: "Anyway, this thing is labor-intensive and material-intensive. When using it, burn it, mix the talisman ash into water and drink it..."

"The marvelous use is such that whoever uses it knows. I sell it for 1200 a piece online."

"This thing costs 1200? What is it actually for?" Zhang Fan wondered.

"This thing can make old clams produce pearls, can make iron trees bloom, one talisman is worth five blue pills." Jiang Hu said in a low voice.

"So awesome?" Zhang Fan looked at the talisman in his hand.

"Then if I sell it for two thousand online, I'm afraid someone will buy it too."

"..."

"You came to me to earn the price difference, right." Jiang Hu rolled his eyes.

"Let's go."

As he spoke, Jiang Hu greeted Zhang Fan to get in the car.

"I heard that the Shen family's 【Mysterious Appraisal Treasure Record】 is almost refined. Let's stay and take a look."

At this moment, Zhang Fan changed the subject and suddenly spoke.

"Almost refined?"

Jiang Hu was slightly startled, then looked at the incense smoke rising from the Shen family.

"It's been refined for three generations, and it's done just like that?"

"You don't believe it?" Zhang Fan said casually.

"Condensing ten thousand talismans into one, it's not that easy." Jiang Hu sighed.

He originally came from Maoshan and practiced the talisman dao, so he naturally knew what these four words represented.

Dao cultivation starts with addition, and later it is subtraction.

Every mountain and sect has talisman dao inheritance, and naturally they have tried to combine their own talismans into one. Of course, these are kept secret.

"Among them, Long Hu Mountain went the furthest..."

"Long Hu Mountain!?" Zhang Fan's heart moved.

"The talisman dao of the world belongs to Long Hu, but it's a pity that eighty years ago, during the great calamity of the Daoist sects, the people of the Long Hu Zhang family died out." Jiang Hu sighed leisurely.

(End of chapter)