In the evening, the sun finally set and the sky gradually darkened.
The moonlight slowly rose, revealing a bright white moonlight.
There were very few pedestrians on the streets.
Although it wasn't late at night yet and ghosts rarely came out, there were no entertainment activities in the Republic of China, so most people went back.
On the other hand, Happy Red Brothel continued to party every night.
Fortunately, Ninth Uncle was in charge of this town, so ghosts rarely passed by.
Most of them spent the night in Happy Red Courtyard, so it was very popular. Ordinary little ghosts did not dare to approach.
After Lu Wuya finished his meal, he went to the incense shop.
"Boss, are you still there?"
"He's here."
The old man walked over slowly.
He didn't know how much longer he could live with his weathered face. Perhaps he wouldn't be able to see the old man next year.
"Little fellow daoist, what's the matter?”
The old man was shocked. It had only been a few days since he last saw Lu Wuya, but the Dharmic powers in his body were already so dense. He had already reached the perfected Dao Stepping Realm.
Lu Wuya didn't have that much magic power last time.
Another peerless genius, and one that was even more powerful than Ninth Uncle.
"Old sir, I have some talismans and Yin Fire Talismans here. I want to sell them all.”
Lu Wuya took out all the low-grade talismans.
This kind of low-grade talisman was useless. It was no longer worthy of his status. It was better to sell it and earn a sum of money.
"A low-grade talisman, and a Yin Fire Talisman at that. This is a very rare talisman. Are you sure you want to sell it?”
The old man felt that he had misheard and emphasized again.
It was not that there were no people selling talismans these days, but they were all ordinary talismans.
For example, Corpse Suppressing Talismans and Evil Expelling Talismans.
However, this kind of talisman was too common. Even those wild Taoist priests could draw it. How much could it sell for?
On the other hand, the Yin Fire Talisman provided by Lu Wuya was definitely a rare talisman.
The old man knew many people who could draw rare talismans. However, rare talismans were very difficult to draw and consumed a lot of energy.
Even if he drew it, he would not sell it. For example, Ninth Uncle, the Maoshan Sect's inheritance still had rare talismans.
Even though rare talismans were very difficult to draw, Ninth Uncle would have to expend a lot of energy to draw them.
Ninth Uncle couldn't draw talismans every day. He was determined to become a master of Dao, so he must focus on cultivation.
Occasionally, some people would draw talismans to earn money, but the Dragon Country was so big that the old man had never encountered one.
As for Lu Wuya, he had been through two lifetimes and had strong Spiritual Power, which made him smarter and faster at learning things.
In addition, he also had the Yin Gathering talent, which had a great bonus to drawing talismans, so the success rate was very high.
Almost as long as one learned it, the success rate would be 100%. The speed of cultivation would also be fast, and he would naturally have time to draw more talismans.
"That's right, these are all Yin Fire Talismans, I'll sell them all.”
"Alright, they are all low-grade talismans, but the type of talismans is very rare. One Yin Fire Talisman can give you a dollar. There are thirty of them here, I can give you thirty dollars.”
The old man did not hesitate. He took the talisman and took out thirty dollars from the bag beside him.
Lu Wuya took a deep breath. 30 yuan? He didn't expect being a Taoist priest to be so profitable.
He could earn 30 yuan by selling some talismans casually.
How could he know that the Yin Fire Talismans were so valuable? A normal Corpse Suppressing Talisman could be bought for a stack of money.
Not every Taoist priest could make money like him. Most of them lived in poverty.
For example, Mao Shanming.
"Buy some yellow paper and cinnabar."
Lu Wuya did not take all the money.
He had almost used up the talisman drawing tools he had bought previously. He still needed to buy some more to replace all the talismans on his body.
"Alright, here's one. Ten dollars.”
Drawing talismans was really profitable.
A set of yellow paper and cinnabar only cost ten dollars. If he drew a talisman and sold it, it would cost dozens of dollars.
However, if this old man sold it, he would definitely be able to make a huge profit.
If he earned money, the old man would definitely not lose money.
Lu Wuya packed up the yellow paper and cinnabar.
Lu Wuya didn't fall asleep when he got home. He sat cross-legged on the bed and continued cultivating.
He was only a step away from the Qi Refinement stage. He had to work hard and seize any opportunity.
Cultivation was like rowing a boat against the current. If you didn't advance, you would retreat.
In the blink of an eye, the night passed.
Lu Wuya had succeeded and had not regressed. Instead, he had taken another step forward. He was just one step away from reaching the Refinement Realm.
Unfortunately, this kick was very difficult.
Knock, knock, knock…
"Little Taoist priest, are you at home?"
"Who is it?"
Lu Wuya heard a knock on the door. He put on his clothes and ran over to open the door.
She came to look for him early in the morning and called him Little Taoist Priest. She should know him and might have something to ask him.
After opening the door, Lu Wuya saw a man in coarse clothes standing at his door.
"And you are?"
Lu Wuya sized him up carefully. He didn't know this man, so who was this man, and what was his purpose for looking for him?
"Little Taoist, have you forgotten that I was with my young master at the Huang Manor the night before?”
The man seemed to know that Lu Wuya had forgotten about him, so he wasn't too angry. Instead, he smiled and reminded Lu Wuya.
"Oh, I remember now. You seem to be working at Huang Baiwan's house.”
Lu Wuya was enlightened. Wasn't this Huang Defa's underling?
That day, Huang Baiwan had arranged for her to wait for the female ghost in the courtyard with them.
"Is there something you need from me? Or is Huang Baiwan's son in trouble again and wants my help?”
"No, it has nothing to do with our old master. There's something in my hometown that I want to ask Taoist priest for help.”
The man rubbed the back of his head and smiled foolishly. He looked like an honest man.
"If you want my help, why don't you ask Ninth Uncle? I heard that Ninth Uncle will be back soon.”
Lu Wuya felt that there was something wrong with the man.
There was Ninth Uncle in this town, and the man actually came to ask him for help.
Although he felt that he was very powerful, he had to admit that he was still a little inferior to Ninth Uncle.
"Little Taoist priest, Ninth Uncle hasn't returned yet. Our family is already late, so we want to ask Taoist priest for help.”
"If Taoist priest is willing to help, here is a Taoist technique that has been passed down from my family. It is said to be used for immortal cultivation.”
The man respectfully took out a book wrapped in cowhide from his pocket.
It was a Dao technique passed down in the family.
Lu Wuya's interest was piqued. Although he had the Extreme Yin Soul Refining Incantation, he had too few spells and talismans.
If he could get a Daoist technique, it would not be impossible.
Perhaps it would be useful to him.
"Let me see."
Lu Wuya took the book from the man's hand. There were a few words written on it.
Refining Arts Primary Instruction.
It was actually related to refining techniques.
The heavens had treated him well. They knew that he did not have any magic tools, so they specially gave them to him.
(I can add more than 1,000 flowers.）
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