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

Seeing that Chu Ci still refused to sell, the girl burst into tears, with tears as big as beans falling down her face. While crying, she took out the storage bag and started to take things out.

He kept saying, "Brother, my master is seriously injured. You can take anything you like from me."

There was even a hint of tears in her voice when she spoke the last part.

Chu Ci took a look at what she took out: a mid-grade magical weapon in the shape of a sword, a white porcelain bottle containing some kind of elixir, a large wooden box, and the rest were some ordinary objects without any spiritual energy fluctuations.

This is too poor, Chu Ci frowned. Although that middle-grade magic weapon is worth hundreds of spirit stones, it is of no use to him.

Looking at the girl in front of him, Chu Ci said, "Fellow Daoist, could you please answer a question for me? I might consider it."

A glimmer of hope flashed in the girl's eyes after hearing this, and she quickly said, "Brother, please ask, I will answer all your questions."

"Your realm is not that high, and the quality of the magic weapon in your hand is also average. How can you represent Qiuyue Sect to participate in the five-sect competition?"

Although the eighth level is not low, it is definitely the lowest level in this competition. If the opponent does not have any special means, it is absolutely impossible for him to come here on behalf of Qiuyue Sect.

After listening to Chu Ci's words, the girl lowered her head and thought for a while before saying, "When our sect selected candidates, we didn't have any magic battles. Instead, the elder took out a magic disk, and we disciples injected our spiritual consciousness into it one by one. Anyone who could light up a small lamp on the magic disk would have a strong spiritual consciousness and could participate in this competition."

"Injecting spiritual consciousness into the magic disk? So, all of you participating in the competition are people with strong spiritual consciousness?" Chu Ci asked doubtfully.

"Yes, our Qiuyue Sect pays attention to the training of spiritual consciousness. We even have a book of exercises specifically for cultivating spiritual consciousness. I am usually very hardworking, and I must train according to the methods in the book every morning and evening. So in terms of the strength of my spiritual consciousness alone, I am comparable to those senior sisters." When she said this, a hint of pride appeared on the girl's face.

Chu Ci nodded, then thought to himself that this hundred-year-old Moon Grass was not an extremely precious medicinal herb. It was not difficult to buy it as long as one had spirit stones. Besides, his foundation-building pill was not just missing this one spirit herb.

Seeing Chu Ci lowering his head and keeping silent, the girl quickly asked, "Brother, I have already answered your question, you won't regret it, right?"

Chu Ci laughed and said, "Don't worry, Daoist friend, I will sell you this Moonlight Grass. However, I don't want spirit stones. Instead, I want to copy a copy of your cultivation method for spiritual consciousness. I wonder if you are willing."

The girl was puzzled and asked, "Brother, are you sure you don't want the spirit stones? All I have is a primary cultivation method. So I'm getting a great bargain."

Chu Ci reached out and took out the Moonlight Grass and handed it to the girl opposite him: "I keep my word, Daoist friend, you can take this Moonlight Grass."

The girl was overjoyed when she saw it. She quickly and carefully took the spiritual herb and examined it carefully in her hands.

After taking a few glances, the girl saw that this spiritual herb was indeed the one she had liked before, so she quickly put it into her storage bag like a treasure. Then she took out a book with the words "Spirit Forging Technique" written on it.

Chu Ci took over the technique, took out a jade slip, copied it, and returned it to the other party.

"Brother, your name is Chu Ci, right? My name is Bai Ling'er. Brother, please don't call me Taoist friend anymore. Just call me Ling'er." After Bai Ling'er packed all the things, she told Chu Ci her name.

"Ling'er." Chu Ci whispered it again and said, "I've got it down."

Bai Linger continued, "Brother Chu, this book is divided into three volumes: upper, middle and lower. The one I have is just the elementary level, and the other two are the intermediate and advanced levels. However, I don't have those two volumes, so I must make this clear to you."

Chu Ci nodded.

The two chatted for a few more sentences, and Chu Ci prepared to continue walking around the front.

Bai Ling'er suddenly thought of something, reached out and took out an exquisite wooden box, and handed it to Chu Ci.

“Brother Chu, I almost forgot that you need silver needles to practice the book “Spirit Forging Technique”, so I’ll give you this box of mine.

Chu Ci took the wooden box and opened it. It was filled with silver needles, some big and some small, and it was impossible to tell how many there were.

"Ling'er, you have already copied the technique for me, and now you are giving me this silver needle, right..."

Before Chu Ci could finish, Bai Ling'er waved her hands and said, "Brother Chu, don't refuse. These are just ordinary silver needles. Our sect charges five spirit stones for a box..." After saying that, she didn't wait for Chu Ci to say anything else and ran away without looking back.

After hearing what the other party said, Chu Ci just smiled and put the silver needle into the storage ring.

Continuing forward, there are still many monks setting up stalls on both sides, but the number of people is much less than before.

When they were almost at the end, Chu Ci saw a cultivator from the Luoying Sect in front of him. The cultivator kept his head down, and there were three books in front of him, which should all be elementary skills.

Chu Ci walked over, and the cultivator looked up at him and asked, "Fellow Daoist Chu, is there anything I need?"

"Fellow Daoist, do you know me?" Chu Ci asked after hearing the other party directly say his name.

"Fellow Daoist Chu became famous after yesterday's battle. Now, every disciple of the five major sects knows him."

Chu Ci looked at the man in front of him, then looked at the books in front of him and asked, "I wonder if you have the "Earthly Evil Flashing Body Art" here."

Just now Chu Ci asked several Luoying Sect cultivators. Although he did not get the flashing technique used by Situ Lang, he did find out the name of the technique.

When the cultivator heard these words, he immediately looked around. Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, he said, "Fellow Daoist Chu, this technique is a secret technique of our sect that is not passed on. If I give it to you, I will be taking a big risk..."

Chu Ci understood that the other party wanted to raise the price, so he said: "Fellow Daoist, just name your price and let me hear it. If the price is right, I will take it. If the price is not right, then I will just forget about this skill."

The monk shook his head and said, "I don't want spirit stones. I just want a talisman, the Vajra Talisman."

When Chu Ci heard the other party say the three words "Vajra Talisman", a gleam of light flashed in his eyes and then disappeared in an instant, and then he said: "Daoyou, I don't even have a single talisman of this kind in my hand. Can you change your request, such as spiritual stones and spiritual herbs?"

The monk shook his head like a rattle and kept saying no.

Chu Ci lowered his head and thought for a moment, then said, "If you must have this kind of talisman, I really don't have any more. Do you really want to sell it only to me?"

"I only want the Vajra Talisman, nothing else will do!"

"Well, since this is the case and I have no other choice, I will take my leave." Chu Ci said and turned around and left.

"Wait," the cultivator saw Chu Ci was about to leave, and suddenly asked, "How many spirit stones can you offer?"

Hearing this, Chu Ci stopped and turned around and said, "Of course, it is up to you to decide how many spirit stones to use."

The monk stretched out his hand without hesitation and said, "5000 spirit stones."

"Okay, then I'll follow the price you said." Chu Ci said and immediately took out the spirit stone.

The man took the spirit stone and asked, "Does Fellow Daoist Chu really have no more Vajra Talismans? Even if it's a little less, I'll pay a high price."

Chu Ci looked helpless: "To be honest, I have sold all my diamond talismans. I really can't afford another one."

"Well, in that case, I won't force you. I'll accept these spirit stones, but we can't exchange the manual here. There will be a dense forest on the north side of the eastern mountain tomorrow night. We have to trade in the forest."

After hearing this, Chu Ci's face darkened: "Could it be that fellow Daoist is not doing business in person here?"