Chapter 17 Not Enough Spiritual Stones

Early the next morning, after the alcohol wore off, Xu Feng struggled to get up from the ground.

When he looked around for Wenshan, he found that his friend had disappeared.

However, there was a storage bag where he had sat last night.

"Are you leaving now? Why did you leave the storage bag here without even saying hello?"

Shaking his head, which was still a little dizzy due to the hangover, Xu Feng muttered to himself, then walked over and picked up the storage bag, ready to give it to Wenshan.

What he didn't expect was that there was a piece of white paper under the storage bag, with a few short lines of words written on it.

"Brother Xu, the spiritual stones in this bag are a little gift from me. I hope you will accept them. You must clean up the remaining poison in your body as soon as possible, otherwise it will affect your future path. Don't delay. I hope we will meet again next time.

This is Wenshan."

Looking at the storage bag and then at the words on the paper, even though Xu Feng had lived two lives, he couldn't help but feel a sore nose and almost shed tears.

"Thank you, brother. I will repay you one day."

After silently mumbling this in his heart, he opened the storage bag. Wenshan did not leave any restrictions on this storage bag, so it should be a new storage bag that has not been used.

He used his spiritual sense to probe into the storage bag and found that the size was the same as the old storage bag that his master gave him, both of which were three feet square.

There was only one kind of thing in it, that is, colorful spirit stones. He counted them briefly and found that there were exactly one hundred pieces.

Then he opened his own storage bag, poured out all the things inside, and then put all the spirit stones together.

"Wenshan sent me 100 spiritual stones, plus the 90 spiritual stones I got from selling the spiritual medicine, a total of 190 spiritual stones, the price of the detoxification pill is about 200 spiritual stones, there is still a gap.

Then I can only continue to draw talismans, and when I draw a batch of small fireball talismans and wooden shield talismans to sell, I should be able to collect enough spiritual stones!

Wenshan is right, the remaining poison in the body must be cleaned up as soon as possible, otherwise I won't feel the impact in the short term, but once the remaining poison invades the tendons and veins, and invades the dantian, it will be really bad at that time, I am afraid that even the detoxification pill will be useless."

After thinking, he looked at the blank talisman paper with only more than ten pieces left, and the spiritual ink that was about to run out, and secretly made up his mind to draw as many spiritual talismans as possible.

He did it right away, and directly mobilized his magic power to circulate along the tendons and veins of his limbs for a week, and then he felt that his spiritual platform was clear.

Then he came to the talisman table, ground the spiritual ink, and then raised the talisman pen to start making talismans.

Runes appeared under the pen, flashing continuously, and then all of them drilled into the talisman paper, as if there was a super strong suction force in the talisman paper.

Small Fireball Talisman, success!

Then the system in his sea of consciousness also gave him a prompt sound.

[Gain Talisman Making Experience +1]

[Talisman Maker: First-level Lower Grade (76/100)]

Hearing the electronic sound, he did not stop, but continued to draw.

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[Gain Talisman Making Experience +1]

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A few days passed like this, until all the talisman paper was used up, and Xu Feng, who was a little exhausted, stopped. At this time, he was exhausted, but his eyes were unusually bright, because the results were very fruitful.

"The success rate of the wooden shield talisman has reached 60%. Fifteen pieces of raw materials have produced nine finished products. This level should be considered the best among the first-level low-grade talisman makers, right?"

This result made him very satisfied. He stared at the talismans for a long time, and then he felt the hunger in his stomach. In order to draw these talismans, he had not eaten for several days in a row.

Cultivators are different from mortals. If mortals do not sleep or eat for a few days, they are probably dead, but cultivators can still survive for a few days.

After putting away all the talismans, he started to make a fire and cook.

Originally, he only bought ten catties of spiritual rice and ten catties of monster meat, but he got some from Jie Xiu before, and he had not eaten for several days, so he simply let it go and took half a catty of spiritual rice and three taels of monster meat to cook together.

Taking advantage of the time when cooking, he opened his system panel to check.

[Talisman Maker: First-class Lower Grade (93/100)]

Looking at the fact that he was about to break through the rank of Talisman Maker without realizing it, he was laughing.

"As long as I can successfully draw seven more first-class lower grade talismans, my talisman making skill level will break through. If the talisman paper and ink are not used up, I can break through in one go.

It seems that I still need to go out for a while in the next two days, and visit the place where Wenshan lived before. I wonder if he still lives there?"

Just when he was thinking about it, he suddenly smelled the fragrance of cooked rice. He immediately put everything behind his mind and began to concentrate on eating.

After eating and drinking, he first washed the pot, then cleaned up and prepared to go out.

Learning from the last lesson, he only brought half of the spiritual stones with him, and then put all the talisman pens and some sundries that he didn't need when going out into the storage bag that Wenshan gave him.

After going out, he went straight to the inner market, and finally chose a medicine shop that was crowded with customers. After entering, he directly stated his purpose, wanting to buy a detoxification pill.

Hearing that he wanted to buy a detoxification pill, the clerk called out an alchemist in the store to check his body. After checking the wound, the alchemist told him a bad news.

That is, although the poison he was poisoned with was not strong, it was extremely difficult to clean up. So for the sake of safety, he suggested that Xu Feng buy two detoxification pills, and it would be better to detoxify as soon as possible, because when he checked, he found that the toxins had a tendency to spread to the tendons and veins.

To be honest, this was far beyond his expectations, but for the sake of his future path, he decided to do as the alchemist said.

At the same time, he also inquired about the price of the detoxification pill. The clerk told him that a first-level medium-quality detoxification pill cost 220 spirit stones.

Two pills cost 440 spirit stones. This news made him depressed after he left the medicine shop.

After that, he went to the inner district residence where his friend Wenshan originally lived to take a look, and found that the owner had changed, so he left directly.

After coming out of the inner area, he also saw the body of the Jie Xiu he had killed, hanging on a big tree at the junction of the inner and outer areas for public display.

However, what he did not notice was that when he stopped to look at the body of the Jie Xiu, in an alley behind him, there were two sneaky monks staring at him. One of them looked somewhat similar to the dead Jie Xiu. Looking at his figure and listening to his companions' stories, his teeth were about to break.

He did not stay for long, and went directly to the market in the outer area. He found a stall that his master often took him to in his memory, and bought a lot of talisman making materials, which cost him a total of fifty low-grade spirit stones.

It was morning when he went out, but before noon, he returned to the room with a disappointed expression on his face.