My talisman pen is omnipotent. How should you deal with it?

"I heard that Fellow Daoist Chu is looking for some spiritual herbs?"

Wanying spoke directly as soon as she came up.

"Yes, I did ask Daoist Brother Song Henian to help me find some spiritual herbs." Chu Ci also replied.

"I heard that you don't have any special requirements for the age of these spiritual herbs?" Wanying asked again.

Chu Ci nodded: "Of course it's better if the year is higher, but if the year is less, I can accept it."

Wanying smiled after hearing this: "Even if there is no requirement for the age, the spiritual herbs you need are extremely difficult to find. Let's put it this way, you need a total of 72 kinds of spiritual herbs. With Song Henian's ability, he can only find 60 of them, and most of them are not enough."

Because Chu Ci needs to refine elixirs with nine attributes, most of the spiritual herbs require more than one, and some main medicines even require nine.

Wanying continued, "If you can win today's competition, I can promise you that I will help you find all 72 kinds of spiritual herbs. But if you want to meet your demand for quantity, you must win the competition in the second half of the year. As for the year, I will do my best.

There is one more thing I must explain in advance. Since the amount of spiritual herbs required by Daoyou is extremely large, this is a considerable expense. Therefore, it cannot be free. You, the master of talisman making, need to pay with talismans. I wonder if Daoyou can accept this condition?"

This proposal made Chu Ci quite excited. He did not hold much hope that Song Henian could gather all the spiritual herbs. As long as he could find some of them, it would save him a lot of time.

Now, as long as you can win today's competition, you can get all the spiritual herbs. Even if the quantity is lacking, at least the types are complete.

If he could go one step further and win again in the competition half a year later, he would be able to guarantee that he could cultivate to the Nascent Soul stage.

As for the age of the spiritual herbs, it was nothing to Chu Ci. As for paying the other party some talismans, it was even less of a concern.

Thinking of this, Chu Ci, like everyone else, bowed and said, "If that's the case, then I agree."

Seeing that Chu Ci agreed, Wanying continued to transmit the message to the next person.

Soon, everyone had finished communicating, and without exception, all agreed to Wanying's proposal.

Wanying was also very happy and said with a smile: "Since all the Taoist friends have agreed, let's start the competition. Please look, there are three platforms here."

Wanying pointed to the three stone platforms in the center of the hall and continued, "Next, please invite three fellow Taoists to come on stage, and the other contestants will take turns to challenge. Once there is no one else on stage to challenge, the person standing on the stage will be the winner. As for the three people who will first step onto the stone platform, they will be decided by drawing lots. However, before that, I would like to ask everyone, is there anyone who is willing to volunteer to go on stage?"

There is no doubt that the first person to go on stage will face the most challenges. If you are unlucky enough to be picked, it's fine, but if you take the initiative to volunteer, I'm afraid no one will do it.

Just as everyone was pondering in secret, they saw Bai Bing from Yan State flash and leap up as lightly as a bird, flying straight to the highest stone platform.

In the blink of an eye, Bai Bing had landed steadily on the high platform. She first glanced at Chu Ci, then crossed her legs, closed her eyes, and began to sit quietly and regulate her breathing.

"Are there any other fellow Taoists?" Wanying couldn't help but show admiration when she saw Bai Bing take the lead.

No one spoke anymore.

"In that case, I will draw the lot." Wanying said as she waved her hand, and a little boy came forward holding a cylinder in his hand.

Wanying did not make a move, but said to the boy, "You come and pick one."

The little boy was a little confused, and after a pause he said, "Yes."

As he said this, he reached into the tube, took out a jade stick and handed it to Wanying.

Wanying didn't answer it either, and said to the boy, "Read it."

The little boy nodded, took the jade stick in his hand, and said loudly: "Jin State, Chu Ci!"

When Song Henian, who was next to Chu Ci, heard these words, the spiritual tea that he had just brought to his mouth shook and spilled a lot of it. He thought to himself, "Oh no! I didn't expect to be so unlucky. I was actually chosen by the draw. It was really a bad start."

"Fellow Daoist Chu, please go up to platform number two." Wanying said to Chu Ci.

There was no change on Chu Ci's face. He stood up, bowed to Wanying, and then jumped onto platform No. 2.

Wanying continued to say to the little boy: "Draw another one."

The little boy quickly took out another one and read: "Zhenwu Kingdom, Yang Yuer."

There were a total of five people from the Zhenwu Kingdom this time, four men and one woman, and Yang Yuer was the only female cultivator.

When Yang Yuer heard her name being called, her expression changed. She took a deep breath and jumped onto the platform.

Seeing that the three platforms were full, Wanying said, "Fellow Taoists, please get started. I have something else to do, so I will leave for the time being."

As she spoke, she moved her feet and walked towards the door. Her movements seemed slow but were actually very fast, and she was out of the stone hall in the blink of an eye.

She had already arranged the Jindan monks and the foundation-building monks, and the next step was to go to the hall where the Qi-refining monks were.

"My fellow Taoists, the competition has officially begun." Seeing Wanying had left, the white-robed butler walked to the main seat.

The people in the audience looked at each other, and none of them seemed to have any intention of taking action.

"If no one takes action, I'm afraid the top three places will belong to these three Taoist friends, and I'm afraid you will miss out on the items that Miss Wanying promised to you." Seeing that no one took the initiative to come on stage, the white-robed butler had to talk about the reward to remind everyone.

Before he finished speaking, a loud chanting voice suddenly rang out: "Amitabha, there are three stone platforms here, and there are three of us brothers. I think this must be the will of the Buddha."

From the way he spoke, it seemed as if he was determined to capture all three platforms.

As the voice rang out, the three big monks from Zhao State suddenly stood up.

The monk who was the most burly and tall in the lead said, "I am Jieming, and I would like to learn from you, Brother Bai, your magical powers."

Another monk next to him continued, "I am Jie Chen, and I am planning to challenge Taoist Chu Ci from Jin!"

The last monk said with a smile on his face: "I abstain from sex, and I hope Fairy Yang will give me some advice, hehehe..."

After he finished speaking, he let out an obscene laugh. At the same time, his cunning eyes kept glancing at Yang Yuer from the Zhenwu Kingdom.

When he caught a glimpse of Yang Yuer's enchanting figure and pretty face, he couldn't help but swallowing hard. His eyes were like sharp blades, as if he wanted to tear the other's clothes into pieces before he would give up.

Before the three of them finished speaking, they flew towards their opponents together.

The leader, Jie Ming, must be the one with the highest cultivation among the three. He jumped onto the No. 1 platform in a flash.

Just as his feet stepped onto the platform, Bai Bing, who had originally closed his eyes, suddenly opened them.

"Ah!" A scream was heard, and Jie Ming suddenly shouted loudly, covering his head tightly with his hands, not knowing what had happened.

Before everyone could react, they saw Jie Ming falling from platform No. 1 like a kite with a broken string, and landed heavily on the ground.

Looking at Jie Ming again, he saw his eyes closed and no reaction, obviously he had completely lost consciousness.