Because of the production of top-level talismans, Lu Ping, who was in high spirits, continued to try to make top-grade talismans for the next month, but unfortunately only succeeded twice, but the success rate of making high-grade and middle-grade talismans increased greatly.
Early in the morning at the end of the month, Lu Ping walked to the market outside the other courtyard with a package full of talismans.
Because the competition of other courtyards was imminent, the market was very lively, and even many foundation building monks crossed the sky, causing envious eyes.
Lu Ping handed over a spirit stone, found a place in the market, put the mask he got from the monk in the market on his face, and opened the package, thirty-six low-grade talismans, thirty-six middle-grade talismans, and six high-grade talismans were placed on it. Most of these six high-grade talismans were auxiliary spells, powerful attack and defense spells, and Lu Ping was willing to take them out.
As soon as Lu Ping's talisman was taken out, it attracted the attention of others, and soon a green-robed monk came to inquire about the price.
"Three spirit stones for a low-grade talisman, one spirit stone for a middle-grade talisman, and three spirit stones for a high-grade talisman." Lu Ping changed his tone and replied coldly.
Since a middle-aged monk who made talismans he met in the market disappeared for no reason two years ago, Lu Ping has been acting carefully in the market.
That monk had a very high level of talisman making, had the mana of eight layers of blood refining, was very famous among blood refining monks, and had a lot of guidance for Lu Ping, but after inadvertently making a top-level talisman, he accidentally slipped his mouth in the market, and Lu Ping never saw him again.
Lu Ping was also after advancing to the seventh layer of blood refining, believing that his Fu level exceeded that of the missing Fu making monks, so he was naturally more concerned about his own safety.
The green-robed monk who asked smiled bitterly and said, "Is this Taoist a bit expensive?"
Lu Ping still said coldly: "The quality of this talisman is a few points more powerful in the same level."
When the green-robed monk heard this, he picked up a middle-grade talisman, felt the spiritual power in it, and said, "Sure enough." After saying that, I wanted to say something, but when I saw Lu Ping's cold face, he still shook his head and said, "One each of the middle-grade Vajra Talisman, the Golden Sword Talisman, and the Gale Fu, and the lower grade are also these three talismans, three of each."
"A total of six low-grade spirit stones." Lu Ping was overjoyed in his heart, he got off to a good start, but he still said coldly.
The green-robed monk was quite reluctant to take out six spirit stones, then took the twelve talismans handed by Lu Ping, turned to leave, but suddenly turned around, gritted his teeth, and said, "This high-grade ice thorn talisman is also here! This month's benefits are all for Taoist friends." looks like he's going to be open.
Lu Ping got nine spirit stones in his hand at once, and he was naturally happy in his heart.
Lu Ping watched as the number of spirit stones in his hands continued to increase, and he was extremely excited, but on the surface, he still pretended to have a cold face.
Among them, there were many disciples of other courtyards that Lu Ping knew, and even the eldest disciple of his team, Yao Yong, and the fourth disciple Shi Lingling, also bought a high-grade talisman, four middle-grade talismans, and several lower-grade talismans from Lu Ping respectively, which made Lu Ping smack his tongue. What's more, according to the grapevine, the two of them came from good backgrounds and had a much better background than themselves, ordinary people.
In just one morning, Lu Ping harvested sixty-six low-grade spirit stones, which was a wealth that Lu Ping had never touched before. Lu Ping used ten spirit stones to buy the talisman paper and spiritual ink needed to make talismans, and the remaining fifty or so spirit stones were to be prepared for Dabi.
Lu Ping came to an attic in the center of Fang, Duobao Pavilion, Lu Ping had never been here before, he couldn't afford to come! The lowest selling here are all low-level magic weapons that can only be barely activated in the later stage of blood refinement. Generally doing the business of monks in the hemolytic period.
Lu Ping entered the Lingbao Pavilion with apprehension, and an old man came forward with a smile and said, "This little Taoist, welcome to this pavilion, dare to ask the Taoist what you need."
Lu Ping calmed down a little, bowed to the old man, and said: "The old man is polite, the junior wants to buy an attack magic weapon, and he came to your pavilion for the first time, I don't know the depth, so please ask the senior for guidance."
It's not that Lu Ping is shallow, he handed over his background as soon as he came up, but Lu Ping really didn't know much about it, and Duobaoge had always been reputable, even a blood refining monk like him had heard of it, so he came up and asked the old man for advice.
When the old man heard this, he smiled, obviously quite satisfied with Lu Ping's performance, and said: "Little Taoist here, please!"
Lu Ping followed the old man to the side of the first floor, which was obviously the place where low-level magic weapons were placed, and selected three magic weapons from them, a sword, a seal, and a fan, and said, "These three are all good among low-level magic weapons." After that, he looked at Lu Ping, and then said: "The little Daoist has a solid foundation, so there is no need to run out of mana like other seven-layer blood refining monks who have not had enough mana to activate these three magic weapons."
When the old man looked at him, Lu Ping only felt a coolness pouring from the top of his head to the soles of his feet, as if he had been seen through by the old man at a glance, could it be that this is the spiritual consciousness that only monks in the hemolytic period can have? Lu Ping was even more cautious and said respectfully: "Please give me more guidance, senior!"
The old man said "Hmm", nodded and said: "This sword is called 'Speed Electricity', its attack power is the lowest among the three magic weapons, but its attack speed is the highest, flexible and changeable, and compared to the other two, the required mana is the lowest; This seal is called 'landslide', which is the most powerful, but it requires the highest mana."
After saying that, he glanced at Lu Ping, and then said: "With the current thickness of the little Taoist's spiritual power, it is enough. This third magic weapon, called: 'Flame Fan', can spew out a burst of spiritual fire to hurt the enemy, and the quality is between the two. I don't know which magic weapon the little Taoist's heart belongs to?"
Lu Ping said secretly: "I was reluctantly driven by this magic weapon, how can I care if it is flexible and changeable, I just want to be able to hurt the enemy with one blow, so forget about this sword and this fan, only this mountain-shaped magic weapon is enough."
The old man kept looking at Lu Ping with a smile, and when he saw Lu Ping come back to his senses, he knew that he had already made a decision, so he asked: "Which magic weapon is it?"
Lu Ping said: "Thank you for your guidance, the junior has already made a decision, and this 'landslide' is about to happen. Dare to ask seniors how valuable is this magic weapon?"
The old man stroked his beard and said with a smile: "The little Taoist has a good vision, this 'landslide' is enough for the little Taoist to use it in the middle of the foundation building. The first time the little Taoist took care of this pavilion, the old man made the decision without authorization, gave you a 90% discount, and gave you forty-five spirit stones."
Lu Ping was stunned for a moment, although it was his first time buying a magic weapon, it was the same as that he didn't know the price of the magic weapon, ordinary low-level magic weapons, but only about thirty spirit stones, like this magic weapon worth fifty spirit stones, Lu Ping was the first time he encountered it. Looking at the old man's appearance, recalling the comments of many monks about the Lingbao Pavilion, Lu Ping gritted his teeth and said, "I bought it!"