Fairy Winner

　　　　 With the departure of the law enforcement repairmen, the street resumed its liveliness.

　　 Zhou Shu continued to walk forward, but he has not found what he was looking for. This matter will not make him shrink back.

　　 After passing dozens of shops, he walked to a remote corner, his eyes fell on a wooden stand not far away.

　　 There are many old sundries on the wooden stand, and one of them happens to be a pen.

This pen is different from what he saw in Sanyuanzhai. It is a lot smaller, but half a foot long, but it is very delicate, with distant clouds and a sense of drifting out of the dust, but there are several obvious gaps on it, obviously. Damaged.

　　 But broken is better than nothing.

　　 Zhou Shu approached quickly, and when he walked one foot away from the wooden frame, the noisy surroundings instantly disappeared, and it was as quiet as in another world.

　　 Obviously, the array of soundproof spirits was arranged around the booth.

　　Behind the empty wooden frame, there was an old man unexpectedly. He blocked himself with blindfold before, and he could only see it when he walked into the formation.

　　 The old man lay halfway on the Grand Master’s chair, squinting his eyes to refresh himself, his expression was not like selling things in a shop, but basking in the sun in the courtyard.

　　 This stall is full of weirdness.

　　 Zhou Shu thought for a while, and asked politely, "Old man, can I take a look?"

　　 The old man raised his head slightly, glanced at Zhou Shu with rather muddy eyes, yawned lazily, and said nothing.

　　 "Thank you."

　　 Zhou Shu didn't care, only when the old man acquiesced, he reached out and picked up the pen.

　　 The brush body is light green, warm and moist, like jade and wood, it feels a little bumpy, but it also has a good feel, and the brush hair is flat and intact. If it's not broken, it's really a good pen.

　　 The key is to try spiritual power.

　　 Zhou Shu glanced at the old man. The old man wandered away from the sky and didn't care about him at all.

　　 He laughed self-deprecatingly, carefully injected a trace of spiritual power, and suddenly "Huh" in surprise.

　　According to his cognition, when the spiritual power enters the rune pen, it should reach the tip of the pen without any hindrance, so that the spiritual power can be controlled accurately, the rune ink can be guided, and the rune pattern can be drawn. But now the spiritual power he input seemed to be sucked into the pen body directly, and then several tiny vortices were formed, tangled together, and then distributed to the pen tip.

　　 Spiritual power seems to be filtered once, but the filtered spiritual power is no longer stable, instead it becomes irritable and difficult to control, but at the same time the power is even greater.

　　 This felt that he was very familiar with it, and he had it many times, because the spiritual power tide in his body was somewhat similar to it, but he never expected that the talisman could have such an effect.

　　 is weird, but also very interesting.

　　 The old man frowned and glanced at him, "Bah! What's so good about. These are all artifacts that have failed and are useless. I want to find treasures from the old man? No way, boy."

He was right. According to the Talisman Dao, this talisman pen is not suitable for drawing talisman. After all, the talisman pen is a channel for spiritual power. It must be unimpeded. Any slight change may cause the spiritual power of the master. The force is out of control, and the symbol drawing fails.

　　 It is estimated that there was an error in refining this pen. It not only changed the spiritual power, but also greatly changed. Obviously, it can't be used as a talisman pen, and it is considered a waste of refining.

　　 "Oh, it looks very unique."

　　 Zhou Shu smiled, put down the pen and picked up another thing, carefully examining it.

　　 The old man glanced at him with a slightly weird expression, and continued to close his eyes to rest, and ignored him.

　　 Zhou Shu pretended to look through various waste artifacts, but he kept reading that pen in his heart.

　　 That pen may be useless to other people, it is a waste, but to him, it is very different.

He has powerful deductions and calculations. After a period of time, he can definitely figure out the law of the talisman changing the spiritual power. In addition, he has precise and perfect control. Using this talisman to draw the talisman, the actual effect may be better than other talisman. The pen is even better, and the shortcomings of its own weak spiritual power can be compensated to a certain extent.

　　 must get it.

　　 After a while, he carefully picked out a few magic weapons and placed them with the talisman, "Lao Zhang, how do you sell these things?"

　　 The old man turned sideways, as if he didn't expect Zhou Shu to really want to buy something. He stared at Zhou Shu for a while, stretched out his hand and said, "Five hundred together, good quality."

　　 "So expensive?"

　　 Zhou Shu was startled, the price was far from what he had imagined.

　　 "Is it expensive? I don't know anything, and I want to learn from others to pick up treasures."

　　 A trace of contempt flashed in the old man's eyes, and he waved his hand, "If you want it, don't get out, don't prevent the old man from sleeping."

　　 This old man sells things so badly, no wonder there is no one around the stall, which is in sharp contrast with other stalls.

　　 But Zhou Shu didn’t care about the old man’s attitude. Instead, he smiled and saluted, “I’m ignorant, please give me some advice.”

　　 "The kid is kind of humble, but it's rare."

　　 Several ridicules, but Zhou Shu is still indifferent, the old man's attitude has also become a little relaxed.

　　 He stretched out his hand, and a circular object on the wooden frame flew up and hung in front of Zhou Shu's eyes.

"The kid can see clearly. This jade ring uses a third-order warm sun jade. Although the refining process is damaged, it is still useful. It is no problem to do some small things to drive away the cold and water. Wearing it for a long time can also warm up the body. . And its material structure has not changed, and there is no problem when it is used to refine other magic weapons. Is it not expensive to collect your 100 middle-grade spirit stones?"

　　 Luck means like flying, Zhou Shu's fancy things floated up one by one, and the old man explained a few words to each discarded magic weapon, which benefited Zhou Shu a lot.

　　 The lively talk inside, the people outside can't hear it, but they point to it.

　　 "It's weird, someone went to see Wu Ming's stall."

　　 "It must be a newcomer, otherwise whoever goes there, who can stand his bad temper, and things are still expensive."

　　 "Haha, you are wrong to say that. Wu Ming doesn't specialize in selling things, but he just lays it out when he gets tired."

　　 "Hey, it looks like they are talking very vigorously."

　　 The old man Wu Ming opened the chatterbox, it seemed that he couldn't hold it anymore.

"This pen, the old man took great pains. The third-order Ningcui bamboo and the third-order smoke cloud grass were refined using a special method of water refining. It is a pity that there was an error in the final seal carving of the talisman, which affected The spiritual power channel inside, the spiritual power ran away, and the talisman pen failed, but it was completely waste. If there is no error in the end, the finished product is at least a third-order magic weapon, that is the first time the old man has refined a third-order magic weapon! What a pity, what a pity !"

　　 Zhou Shu nodded secretly. It sounds like this old man is a rare craftsman who can refine Tier 3 materials. He is rare in Qingxiafang City, and it is a chance to meet him.

　　 "Thank you Lao Zhang for your advice, but there are really not so many spirit stones in Xia, can I barter?"

　　 Zhou Shu took out the storage bag and put it on the wooden shelf, with a bit of dismay in his eyes, "just use it for replacement."

　　 There is no spirit stone. In order to make a talisman, Zhou Shu could only exchange the only worth of spirit stone.

　　His storage bag is indeed good, the magic weapon class in this world, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com is probably considered second-order. It doesn't seem to be a big palm, but there is nearly a hundred cubic feet of space inside, which can isolate most of the aura, which is quite good.

　　 Although the price of storage bags is generally much lower than that of the same-level magic weapon, the second-level is also worth about two or three hundred middle-grade spirit stones.

　　 The old man took the storage bag, his eyes were a little bit of joy, he lowered his head and rubbed it for a while, and then poured his spiritual power to check it carefully.

　　 After a while, the old man raised his head and looked at Zhou Shu, "Yes, the refining method of this storage bag is a bit novel, but it is worth studying and researching, so you can count as three hundred middle grades. You can pick three of these things for the old man."

　　 "Thank you Lao Zhang!"

　　 Zhou Shu was happy in his heart, and quickly grabbed three useless magic weapons, and the talisman was naturally among them.

　　 "Wait," the old man said suddenly.

　　 Zhou Shu worried about the change, and said quickly, "Lao Zhang, what's wrong?"

"This Cuiyan Pen..." The old man looked at the rune pen, and his eyes were a bit hard to let go. The Cuiyan pen used a lot of energy at the beginning, and the damage on it was caused by his anger and emotion when he failed to refine it. Deeply, some can't bear to sell.

　　 Zhou Shu looked a little nervous, if the old man stopped selling now, he would have nothing to do.

　　 "Forget it, you go."

　　 The old man sighed and waved.

　　 "Lao Zhang, let's say goodbye."

　　 Zhou Shu felt loose in his heart and quickly turned and left.

　　His face is full of joy, and the talisman pen finally has a landing, and the Cuiyan pen is quite unusual, very suitable for him, and can make his road of talisman making smooth.

　　 He followed the path back to his residence, but he stopped after a few steps, his smile froze on his face.

　　 Not far away, Lao Zhu and two other cultivators were looking at him maliciously.