Chapter 151 Master, she is blackmailing you!
The Tianjiao Conference can be said to be one of the most grand events in the entire world of immortal cultivation. All the major and minor sects come to participate. There are thousands of people in the first round of competition. Lin Xiaoman is dazzled by the sight.
She couldn't find out which arena the contestants from her own sect were competing on, so she and Zhao Meng ran around everywhere just to find their senior brothers and sisters from their own sect and cheer them on.
"Hey, look, that's from our sect. I wonder which senior sister she is. Ah, she's going to lose."
While running, he was suddenly stopped by Zhao Meng. Lin Xiaoman followed her gaze and saw a woman wearing the uniform of an inner disciple of Tianyan Sect fighting with a disciple of, uh, Zixiao Sword Sect on the stage.
That senior sister is an alchemy cultivator. It is really difficult for her to win against a sword cultivator when they have the same level of cultivation.
Sure enough, the next moment, the senior sister was knocked down and the crowd cheered.
Lin Xiaoman and Zhao Meng looked at each other and saw that the senior sister was being helped away by her fellow disciples. They became a little depressed and continued to look for fellow disciples for the next competition.
"Huh? Senior Sister Zhao, look, there are still people setting up stalls?"
Suddenly I found that in the crowded square, there were people setting up stalls on the spot, and there were even a lot of people gathered there, and it seemed that the business was very good.
Zhao Meng glanced at it and shrugged nonchalantly, "Yeah, it happens every time. They're betting on which sect will get the top ten."
There are all kinds of bets, including betting on who will be first, second, third and so on.
Lin Xiaoman's eyes rolled around and she suddenly thought of something. She remembered that when she was in Lingxiao City at the foot of the mountain, the talismans here were generally sold at a high price. Generally speaking, this only means that there are not many talisman practitioners here.
Scarcity makes things valuable.
In that case, while so many people are here, should she sell some of the talismans she has prepared in her storage bag?
Anyway, it seems that she will not be needed in this competition.
Lin Xiaoman pulled Zhao Meng and said, "Senior Sister Zhao, do you think it would be okay if we set up a stall here as well?"
"Setting up a stall? You want to start gambling too?"
"No, no, no, I drew a lot of talismans and wanted to sell some of them."
Zhao Meng was surprised. "How many talismans do you have? Junior Sister Lin, let me tell you, you should keep more talismans on you on a daily basis. We talisman practitioners rely entirely on talismans. What if we are asked to take over and go to the competition? What will we do if we don't have talismans?"
"Yes, yes, yes. I have prepared a lot, so I'm not afraid of not having enough."
Zhao Meng herself did not have that many talismans. Although she had prepared talismans for this competition three months in advance, she had to complete tasks and practice on weekdays, so she did not have much time to draw talismans. Moreover, high-level talismans were not so easy to make.
"You should be able to set up a stall. They didn't say you can't, but I don't have any extra. I'll go with you."
Lin Xiaoman smiled with her lips curved, what a good person.
"Let's go to the area near the betting booth."
Lin Xiaoman pulled Zhao Meng and ran over there quickly. They found a place not too far away, took out a desk from the storage bag, pulled up a cloth strip, quickly wrote a few words on it with talisman ink, stood it up in front of the desk, and then took out two chairs.
"Senior Sister Zhao, please sit down."
A stack of flame talismans, a stack of rejuvenation talismans, a stack of... various talismans were placed on the table, especially the sleeping talismans and thorn talismans produced by Uncle Wu Zhi. Although these talismans were not of high level, they could always produce unexpected effects, so they had to be taken out in large quantities.
If she could sell them, she would make a fortune, because her success rate in making these talismans is now frighteningly high.
"Junior Sister Lin, have you taken a lot of lessons from my master?"
Seeing Lin Xiaoman taking out a large number of talismans that only her master had, Zhao Meng couldn't help but ask.
"Yeah, before going to the Misty Forest, I attended Master Wu's monthly talisman class."
"Wow!!! You attended every class?" You know, this is not something that ordinary people can do. Being able to attend the next class at least means that Lin Xiaoman has drawn the talisman homework from the previous class.
Not everyone can achieve such results. Even she had to succeed three times in a row to qualify to compete for Master Wu's disciple.
In that case, "Junior Sister Lin, why didn't you participate in the election for Uncle Wu's disciple?"
Lin Xiaoman was now able to face this matter calmly and smiled, "Perhaps my master and I have a deeper relationship as a disciple?"
Zhao Meng finally realized that Lin Xiaoman had become his disciple. "Oh, that's right, Uncle Zhang is also very good."
Lin Xiaoman just smiled and said nothing more. She and Master Wu really had no fate. She missed him under such circumstances. What else could she say?
Just then someone came to ask about the talismans, and Lin Xiaoman quickly started to promote them enthusiastically.
"What kind of talisman does this fellow Taoist need?"
"What is this sleeping charm? Can it make people sleep? What level of monsters does it work on?"
"This sleeping talisman is unique to our Tianyan Sect. Although its level is not high, it can still be effective against fourth-level monsters."
The man's eyes lit up when he heard the words. Not only him, but also the people around who heard the voice could not help but look over. They had already looked sideways when they saw someone selling talismans at a stall, and now when they heard her say that the unknown sleeping talisman could actually work on a fourth-level monster, they were curious.
Zhao Meng widened her eyes and turned to look at Lin Xiaoman in disbelief.
Junior Sister Lin, this is in the Zixiao Sword Sect, at the Tianjiao Conference, you’ll get beaten if you lie!!!
Don't exaggerate! How could a sleeping charm have that much "power"?!
Zhao Meng quietly tugged at Lin Xiaoman's sleeve, wanting her to stop exaggerating her sales pitch. However, the stall was already full of people, all curious about the sleeping talisman, and Lin Xiaoman was still exaggerating.
"If you use a lot at once, it will be useful even against a fifth-level monster."
Zhao Meng's eyes went dark. Oh my God, Master, where are you? Come and take Lin Xiaoman away. She is blackmailing you!!!
If people find out in the future that Junior Sister Lin is lying and using the talismans created by Master, the entire world of immortal cultivation will probably despise Master.
"Can you deal with a fifth-level monster? Is that true?"
"As long as you use it more, it will naturally be effective." Lin Xiaoman smiled calmly.
"Then give me a stack. I know you're wearing the uniforms of an inner disciple of the Tianyan Sect. If it doesn't work, I'll definitely expose you on the Immortal Friends Circle."
Zhao Meng's eyes went dark and dark, and he wished he could immediately pull Lin Xiaoman away, or crawl under the table and change into ordinary clothes.
"Don't worry, everything I said is true. However, Daoist friend, you only bought one stack. It may not be very useful against a fifth-level monster."
Lin Xiaoman smiled and patted her chest to assure him, but she also kindly reminded him that when she dealt with the fifth-level monster, she had thrown out at least a thousand sleeping talismans, if not eight hundred, and a stack of only a hundred. This amount of sleeping talismans was not enough to deal with a fourth-level monster.
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