The difficult path of cultivation for a grassroots female practitioner

Ma Changming glared at the two annoying guys who were praised by Master Zhou.

One is usually timid and submissive, and the other is poor but refuses to keep a low profile.

Humph! He must have learned how to draw fourth-grade talismans long ago, and he's been hiding it to make a splash.

Not to mention Ma Changming's jealousy, Master Zhou has already begun to explain some precautions on how to draw the forbidden talisman.

Xiao Han had to admit at this moment that this small classroom taught by all famous teachers was of great value.

After the lecture, the next class will be three days later.

After Master Zhou left, everyone packed up their belongings and prepared to leave.

At this time, Lan Yue suddenly walked up to Xiao Han and said, "There's a shop called 'Quanfu Pavilion' on Xifeng Street. They buy talismans of all grades. You can draw talismans and sell them."

After saying that, he went out without waiting for Xiao Han to speak.

Xiao Han realized that the other party was telling her how to make money.

She hurriedly thanked Lan Yue loudly from behind.

Ma Changming, who had not yet walked out, saw this scene and suddenly gave a look to a male cultivator following him.

The male cultivator nodded in understanding.

Xiao Han returned to his residence and decided to spend one day out of every three days of self-study to draw and sell talismans.

Once you learn this skill, you will definitely rely on it to make a living.

There is nothing much to draw about first- and second-grade talismans. The low grade means the selling price is low, and the profit margin is naturally low.

She finally decided to draw the Lihuo Jinwu Talisman, which was the third-grade talisman with the highest success rate.

In fact, among the third-grade talismans, the Xuanguang Dunfu had a slightly higher success rate. However, she had previously practiced the Xuanguang Dunfu, which had been eliminated by the immortal world. She was not proficient enough in the new version of the Xuanguang Dunfu.

Croton was jumping around the house bored. When he saw Xiao Han coming back, he immediately flapped his wings and called out, "Master, let's go shopping. It's too boring to stay in the house every day."

Xiao Han wished that each minute was three minutes long. How could he have time to accompany him shopping? He pointed outside and said, "There are many flowers, plants and trees outside. You can go outside to get some fresh air and play by yourself. I need to work."

After saying that, he began to clean up his blank talisman paper and prepare to draw the talisman.

The croton didn't dare to bother anymore, so it flew outside the house and flew around and played on the beautiful trees around.

At this time, a little boy of four or five years old came to the tree where Badou was, chasing a large butterfly with gorgeous patterns.

The little boy failed to catch a butterfly and stumbled and rolled several times on the ground.

Croton suddenly started laughing.

The little boy got up and looked up at the croton standing on the branch.

Badou teased him, "Little brat, do you want me to help you catch butterflies?"

The little boy was even more surprised to see that Croton could talk. He blinked his beautiful big eyes and nodded, "Yes, yes."

Croton flew down, circled around the butterfly, bound the butterfly with his demonic power, and lifted it in front of the little boy.

The little boy giggled and tried to catch the butterfly, but Badou used his spiritual power and the butterfly flew higher.

Badou chuckled and said, "Call me Master Ba, call me Master Ba quickly, and I will give you the butterfly if you do."

The little boy refused to cry, his mouth pursed, and he looked like he was about to cry.

Croton then controlled the butterfly and flew it in front of the little boy. When the boy tried to catch it, it controlled the butterfly to fly higher. It did this several times, teasing him with great pleasure.

The little boy suddenly leaped up and tried to catch the butterfly. This explosive power was totally unlike that of a child who hadn't yet begun training.

But after all, Croton is a demon bird equivalent to the Divine Transformation Realm. At the very least, it would not be possible for a four or five-year-old child to catch a butterfly.

It pulled the butterfly with its spiritual power, and it flew away from an odd angle. The little boy missed again and fell to the ground, bursting into tears.

He wasn't crying because he was hurt from the fall, he was just crying out of anger.

But Badou couldn't help but let out a cry of surprise.

It sensed a trace of the blood of a great demon in the little boy.

At this moment, a beautiful female cultivator appeared before him and helped the little boy up from the ground.

The little boy stopped crying when he saw the person coming. He immediately pointed at the colorful butterfly still flying nearby and shouted, "Mommy, mommy, I want it."

The beautiful female cultivator waved her sleeves lightly, and the colorful butterfly immediately flew obediently in front of the little boy.

The little boy burst into laughter and pinched the butterfly's wings.

Badou felt that the female cultivator had a very high level of cultivation, and immediately flew to the branch in front of his house.

The little boy pointed at the croton and said, "Mom, I want it back."

Croton's heart tightened. He didn't want his wings pinched by this little brat, so he immediately shouted, "I have an owner."

The female cultivator sensed the Croton and indeed found the aura of a contract, so she said to the little boy, "A Yuan, that's someone else's fairy pet. I will help you contract a fairy pet that you like in the future."

The little boy said coquettishly: "No no no, I want it."

Badou was considering whether to call out to its owner, but the female cultivator said, "If you like it, then play with it here. Mother will come pick you up later."

After saying that, his figure flashed and disappeared.

After the female cultivator left, Croton became proud again. It flew to the little boy and sensed him again, finally sensing the very faint aura of the great demon's bloodline.

Hey, is it a bastard?

The little boy waved his chubby little hands, "Little bird, do you have a name?"

Badou rolled his eyes and said, "My name is Ba Ye, you can just call me Ba Ye. Your name is A Yuan, right? From now on, I will call you Xiao Yuanzi."

The little boy held up the colorful butterfly in his hand and said, "Master Ba, this one can't talk. Do you want to eat it?"

Croton shook his head, "This doesn't taste good."

The man and the bird played there for an hour before Xiao Yuanzi was taken away by his mother.

The croton flew back home. Xiao Han, who was drawing a talisman, sensed the restriction and let it in.

As soon as Badou entered the door, he shouted, "Master, there's a little bastard outside."

Xiao Han: ...

For a moment, she didn't understand whether Badou's "little bastard" was an insult or something else.

Then Badou continued, "I just played with a little brat for quite a while. That brat must be a bastard. He has a trace of great demon blood in him. His mother doesn't have any demonic energy, so she must be a human cultivator. So, he must be a bastard born from his mother and a great demon."

Xiao Han finally understood.

Bastard in the world of immortal cultivation, that is not just an insult, it is just stating a fact.

As long as two different races, or even different types of monsters, have a child together, they will be called a hybrid.

After all, their bloodline is impure.

Xiao Han paid no attention to the brat Badou was referring to. Even the immortals, supposedly abstinent in Chinese mythology, would fall in love and have children with mortals. There was no such thing as abstinence in the immortal world, so a human and a demon falling in love and having a child was nothing special.

The next day, Badou went out to play again and found Xiaoyuanzi playing alone outside again. It flew over and played with the little kid for a long time.

Xiao Han closed the door and drew dozens of third-grade talismans, and then prepared to sell them.

Of course, the place she was going to was the store called Quanfu Pavilion that Lan Yue introduced to her.