Chapter 52: Qingge Jushi

At a stall where two people had bought things one after another.

Wang Yu leaned over with curiosity, but after seeing clearly what was placed on the stall, his eyes lit up.

The stall owner was an old man with a crane-like face and child-like skin, and more than a dozen talismans of different colors and sizes were placed neatly on the stall. Next to the stall was a small banner, on which was written "Guo's Talismans."

"Fellow Daoist looks a bit unfamiliar. You just came to the market, right? Do you want to buy a few talismans for self-defense?" The old man had just sent away a customer, saw Wang Yu coming over, and immediately greeted him kindly.

"Senior..."

"Hehe, don't call me Senior. We are all in the Qi Refinement Stage. If you don't mind, just call me 'Old Guo'." The old man said with a smile.

"Fellow Daoist Guo, are these talismans drawn by you? Can you introduce them?" Wang Yu asked with a smile.

"Of course, they were drawn by Guo. I am not talented, but I am a certified entry-level talisman master in the market. This Guo's Talisman stall has been open in the Guangyuan Market for many years, and the reputation is needless to say.

Among these talismans, those are Brother Brother Qingfeng Talismans. After activation, they can release the Brother Brother Qingfeng Art, which can blow away the fog. Those few green talismans are Small Rejuvenation Talismans, which can release the Small Rejuvenation Art with a weak healing effect on external injuries.

As for those two cyan talismans with the best appearance, they are Guo's signature, entry-level talismans 'Wind Blade Talismans'... I am not bragging, the Wind Blade Talismans I draw are all boutiques, and I will never take out those unqualified inferior talismans for sale. And there are not many talisman masters in the entire Guangyuan Market who can sell entry-level talismans." Old man Guo said with spit flying.

"You can draw entry-level talismans, then what is the price of these talismans?" Wang Yu was moved when he heard this, looked at the old man twice, and asked again.

In his understanding, the so-called entry-level talismans are naturally talismans that can release entry-level spells.

"The old man is honest and fair. Entry-level Wind Blade Talismans are twelve spirit stones each, and other talismans are four spirit stones each. If you can buy more than ten at a time, I can give you another ten percent discount." Old man Guo reported the price with a face full of smiles.

"So expensive, then is this talisman also four spirit stones?" Wang Yu pondered this price, but suddenly pointed to a talisman placed alone in the corner of the stall.

The patterns on this talisman looked similar to those Small Rejuvenation Talismans, but there was a faint green light shrouded on the surface.

"This one is not four spirit stones, but fifteen spirit stones. It is the only mid-grade talisman I have drawn recently. Although it is not an entry-level talisman, its self-healing effect and durability are better than other Small Rejuvenation Talismans." The old man shook his head repeatedly and explained a few sentences.

A mid-grade talisman that is not entry-level, sold at a higher price than an entry-level Wind Blade Talisman?

Wang Yu was incomparably surprised in his heart, but in order not to expose his ignorance, he echoed Old man Guo a few words and found an excuse to leave.

When he walked to another stall, he stopped his footsteps again.

On this stall, some bottles and jars were placed, and a thick medicinal fragrance came out.

In front of the stall, two young men with similar faces were bargaining with someone, and finally threw down a dozen spirit stones and a yellow spirit grass, exchanged for a small bottle of medicine, and left happily.

"Detoxification, healing, cultivation, all kinds of medicine are available, and customization and exchange of goods are accepted. But I am a pharmacist, not an alchemist, and can only blend and prepare ordinary medicine, and cannot refine entry-level pills." The stall owner was a woman in a thick cloth garment wearing a bamboo hat. Seeing Wang Yu, a new face, walk over, she said immediately. Her voice was low and a bit hoarse.

"Is the difference between ordinary medicine and pills very large?" Wang Yu couldn't help but ask.

"Of course, entry-level medicine is mostly pills, and pills can only be refined by alchemists. Pharmacists can only prepare ordinary medicine." The woman replied briefly.

"So that's how it is. Fellow Daoist, have you heard of Harmonizing Evil Powder? Can you prepare it?" Wang Yu nodded, thoughtful, and asked casually.

"Yes, a bottle of Harmonizing Evil Powder is five spirit stones." The woman in the bamboo hat replied coldly.

"Can you really prepare it?" Wang Yu was surprised.

"Harmonizing Evil Powder is a conditioning medicine that neutralizes the toxicity of Evil Qi. According to the different characteristics of the Evil Qi that needs to be neutralized, the raw materials for preparation are also different, but there is no great difficulty in preparation. What is there that cannot be prepared?" The woman explained two sentences and closed her mouth and said nothing more.

"Thank you for your guidance, Fellow Daoist. If there is a need in the future, I will definitely find you to prepare medicine." Wang Yu secretly remembered the words "Auction" and other words, cupped his hands, and left.

Next, he looked at several other stalls with more people, but most of them sold talismans and medicine. But when he saw a stall surrounded by seven or eight people, he subconsciously leaned over.

But before he walked in, he heard a violent roar from inside the stall.

"What are you squeezing for? There is no spirit stone to buy, why are you standing so close?"

A shocking momentum suddenly erupted from the center of the stall, actually forcing the crowded crowd in front of the stall to retreat.

Wang Yu saw clearly that only half a light red long whip was placed on the stall.

"Real entry-level magic tool 'Red Fire Whip', can activate the shadow of a fire snake. Although it is a bit incomplete now, it can still exert more than half of its original power?" The man in leather armor standing behind the stall had a medium figure, but a fierce aura was exposed. He carried a bronze long halberd on his back and shouted like thunder.

After saying that, the man in leather armor grabbed the half whip into his hand, just flicked his wrist, and a flame rolled out along the long whip. As the whip swung, it vaguely turned into a light red snake shadow, drifting uncertainly with the long whip.

"It's really an entry-level magic tool."

"Even if it's incomplete, it can be used as a family heirloom. Is there really someone who takes it out to sell?"

"You know what, this person is the famous 'Qingge Jushi'. He cultivates metal-attribute techniques and already has the entry-level magic tool 'Gold-Leaving Ge'. This Red Fire Whip is not only incomplete but also has the wrong attribute, so it's naturally better to take it out to exchange for other cultivation resources."

"Even the worst entry-level magic tool has a market price of four or five hundred spirit stones. I don't know how much cheaper a broken one can be?"

The cultivators around discussed spiritedly, most of them staring at the whip in the man's hand with longing eyes.

"I'll say it again, the incomplete Red Fire Whip is three hundred spirit stones, or exchange for cultivation resources at the late stage of Qi Refinement. I still have things to do, so I will only sell it here for an incense stick of time. If no one buys it by then, I will throw it directly to the Hundred Treasures Pavilion." Qingge Jushi swung the whip again and said impatiently.

Wang Yu gasped when he heard the price, but when he heard the name "Hundred Treasures Pavilion," his heart moved again.

"Fellow Daoist Qingge, this whip only has half left. Should the price be halved again? If it's one hundred and fifty spirit stones, I'll take it." Someone in the crowd said this.

"Humph, if it's one hundred and fifty, the Hundred Treasures Pavilion won't offer just that little. Not selling, not selling..." The man shook his head repeatedly.

"I offer a piece of glaze crystal, plus one hundred spirit stones."

"Three green wood pills, plus one hundred and twenty spirit stones."

Someone in the crowd really offered prices one after another, but clearly none of them satisfied this Qingge Jushi. Finally, he scolded the crowd and shouted "All poor ghosts" and left directly with the red whip.

The crowd nearby looked at the man's back, looked at each other, and dispersed.

Entry-level magic tool!

Four or five hundred spirit stones!

Even a broken one can sell for three hundred spirit stones.

But I don't know how much an ordinary magic tool can sell for?

Wang Yu followed the crowd, but various thoughts turned in his heart. At the first time, he thought of the silver hammer magic tool he had just obtained.

It is very likely that it is also an entry-level magic tool.

Thinking of this, he endured the urge to take it out and continued to stroll in the square.

Not long after, Wang Yu stopped in front of a stall with seven or eight books and bamboo slips, but after looking through them, he shook his head without changing his expression. ===== CHAPTER 53 =====

Thinking of this, he suppressed the urge to take this artifact out and continued to stroll around the plaza.

Not long after, Wang Yu stopped in front of a stall displaying seven or eight books and bamboo slips, but after flipping through them, he shook his head nonchalantly.