Jiang Yun said this casually, and without staying for long, he hurriedly took the various spiritual medicines he had bought and returned to Danfu Residence.
"It seems I have to be more careful next time."
Jiang Yun knew that he had underestimated the influence of the Foundation Establishment Pill.
Jiang Yun concentrated and meditated for a while, then took out the pills he bought and began to prepare the ingredients for refining the second-level Xuanling Pill.
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Time flies, and years seem to pass by in cultivation. Soon, two years have passed.
Jiang Yun practiced physical training every day, fed Xiaobai, and studied the art of talisman painting. The neighbors all knew that there was an alchemist who was determined to draw talismans here.
Over the past two years, while pretending to be practicing hard, he also began to inquire about the news of the Ziyang Talisman Society, trying to find a way to enter the Worship Hall. The best way to get in was to sign up for the Talisman Course offered by the Worship Hall.
"Good morning, fellow Taoist. Are you going to listen to the lecture on talismans again?"
"Yes, Master Lin is giving a class today, so I have to go."
Jiang Yun casually greeted his neighbors and then slowly came to an attic in the inner city. At this time, there were many cultivators like him, all of whom came to listen to the lecture of the talisman master Lin Lin Chengsi.
"Fellow Daoist, do you have any Qingling Pills left?"
"Hey, I also need to take it for my own cultivation. There are only two bottles left. If you need it, I'll give it to you first."
While waiting, Jiang Yun sold two more bottles of pills. In the past two years, he had become quite famous among the Qi-refining cultivators in Ziyang City. As an alchemist, he also learned the art of talismans.
"Fellow Daoist, you have a natural talent for alchemy, so why bother coming here to practice drawing talismans?"
Originally a cultivator asked him this, but Jiang Yun’s answer was.
"Alchemy is for improving cultivation, but drawing talismans is the easiest way to enter the Worship Hall. And maybe I'm also gifted at drawing talismans?"
Jiang Yun's words immediately left the other cultivators in a state of confusion, knowing that this was yet another cultivator aiming to enter the Worship Hall, perhaps even aspiring to participate in the once-a-decade Purple Sun Talisman Competition. Winning first place in the first-level talisman competition at the competition not only allowed them to comprehend the Purple Sun Divine Stone, but also earned authentic Foundation Establishment Pills and other rewards.
"Creaky!" Just as Jiang Yun was sighing in his mind, the door to the attic opened wide, and Jiang Yun and a group of talisman masters hurried in. At this time, the open space in the attic was already filled with stools.
After all the talisman masters were seated, a foundation-building monk with flowing white hair and an immortal look walked out.
"Meet Master Lin,"
The monks below quickly stood up and saluted.
"Yeah." Lin Chengsi nodded, sat down on the chair on the platform, and began to talk about the art of talismans today.
"Huh! Every time I listen to the master's explanation, I benefit a lot. I won't say anymore. I have to go back to draw talismans."
"good,"
Jiang Yun followed the crowd out of the attic where Lin Chengsi was giving his lecture. He then began walking quickly toward the outer city, apparently heading for the market. But halfway through, he suddenly turned a corner and came to a small alley.
When he came out, his face had become a stranger, and his clothes had changed into white robes. Jiang Yun, dressed in a white robe, walked to a shop with ease and familiarity. He pushed the door open and entered the closed gate.
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