Half an hour later, Han Changming appeared in Wanling Pavilion, and the shopkeeper of Wanling Pavilion, Li Yueru, received him warmly.
Li Yueru is over 40 years old, has a plump figure, and has reached the middle stage of foundation building.
Buying talisman-making materials in large quantities can be cheaper. Han Changming spent three thousand spirit stones at one time and met Li Yueru.
Han Changming was born into a family of immortal cultivators and was also a second-rank talisman maker, so Li Yueru naturally wanted to make friends with Han Changming.
If the Han family purchased all the materials they needed from Wanling Pavilion, it would definitely be a big deal. After a few times, they became familiar with it.
"Fellow Daoist Han, here are the things you want: one thousand pieces of blank talisman paper, twenty boxes of cinnabar, and ten second-level monster spirits."
Li Yueru handed Han Changming a green storage bag and said with a smile.
After Han Changming confirmed that everything was correct, he nodded with satisfaction and asked, "Manager Li, is there still no news about Qingxinzhi, Yuyangcao, and Luoyuehua?"
"There are some that are one or two hundred years old, but not four hundred years old. However, I know someone who has a Qingxinzhi that is nearly four hundred years old. Since Fellow Daoist Han is our old customer, I can tell Fellow Daoist Han the identity of this person."
"who?"
"Song Qingyuan is a second-level middle-grade alchemist from Qiandan Tower. I am an old acquaintance of his. I can introduce him to Fellow Daoist Han. As for whether he can get Qingxinzhi, it depends on Fellow Daoist Han."
"Song Qingyuan?"
Han Changming's face showed reminiscence. He had heard of Song Qingyuan. Qingbie Market was founded by four Jindan-stage cultivators. Song Qingyuan's master was one of them.
"Okay, then I'll trouble Shopkeeper Li to introduce Han to me."
Li Yueru nodded, took out a palm-sized green shell, cast a spell, and countless runes lit up on the shell's surface. Soon, a strong male voice came out of the shell: "Manager Li, is there any news about those things?"
"Fellow Daoist Song, there is a fellow Daoist who is interested in the Qing Xin Zhi in your hand. He may be able to get what you want. If you are not busy, come to Wan Ling Pavilion and I will introduce him to you."
"Okay, I'll be right there."
A quarter of an hour later, hurried footsteps were heard and an old man in his early fifties wearing a red robe came up.
The old man in red robe had a goatee and a shrewd look on his face. He was in the middle stage of foundation building.
"Fellow Daoist Song, let me introduce you to Fellow Daoist Han. You two can chat. I will take my leave now."
Li Yueru gave a brief introduction and left tactfully.
"Fellow Daoist Song, do you really have a 400-year-old Qingxinzhi?"
Han Changming stared at Song Qingyuan and asked in a deep voice.
"Well, but I won't sell, I'll only exchange. If Fellow Daoist Han can find one of these three materials, I'll exchange it with you."
Song Qingyuan took out a jade slip and handed it to Han Changming.
Han Changming scanned with his spiritual sense and frowned.
The three things Song Qingyuan wanted were not ordinary things.
A second-grade top-grade Snow Cloud Python's demon pill, a bottle of hundred-year-old cold marrow, and four-hundred-year-old Ice Yuan Grass.
Of these three materials, the second-grade top-grade Snow Cloud Python's demon core is relatively easy to obtain. However, ice-attributed monsters are rare in the Red Algae Sea, and second-grade top-grade Snow Cloud Pythons are even rarer. But it is still a hope.
Wanling Pavilion should not have the other two items, otherwise Song Qingyuan could buy them directly from Wanling Pavilion.
"Fellow Daoist Song, if you can get these three things, I will definitely exchange with you. However, I hope you don't exchange the Qingxinzhi for the time being." Han Changming said sincerely.
"I can't guarantee that. If someone else gets what I need, I will definitely exchange with him. If you really want Qingxinzhi, I will exchange with you if you can get one of the other items as soon as possible."
Han Changming nodded and agreed.
"Well, I have something important to do. Fellow Daoist Han, I will say goodbye now. If you can get one of these three things, you can come directly to Qiandan Tower to find me. Goodbye."
Song Qingyuan stood up and said goodbye, striding downstairs.
Not long after, Li Yueru came up with a big smile on her face.
"Thank you, Shopkeeper Li. Here are the spirit stones for purchasing materials."
Han Changming thanked him, paid the spirit stones, and left Wanling Pavilion.
Less than half an hour later, he appeared in Ye Xue's room.
Under Han Changming's careful guidance, Ye Xue has become a first-grade low-grade talisman maker through a lot of practice. Learning to make talismans requires a large amount of spirit stones.
In addition to purchasing talisman paper and cinnabar, Ye Xue also had to pay Han Changming 500 spirit stones every month. As the mountain was empty, Ye Xin had to go out to sea to hunt monsters. Originally, Ye Xue wanted to go with her, but Ye Xin, on the grounds that her elder sister was like a mother, let Ye Xue stay in the market and learn how to make talismans. Ye Xin then followed the monster hunting team and went out to sea to hunt monsters.
"Brother Hu, this is the Rain and Mist Spirit Tea that was just released this year. It tastes great. Try it."
Ye Xue brewed a pot of spiritual tea for Han Changming and poured him a cup.
After a while, Ye Xue will have the hope of becoming a first-class intermediate talisman maker. By then, Ye Xin will no longer have to go out to hunt monsters, and the two sisters can survive by spending less.
After more than a year of getting along, her way of addressing Han Changming changed from Fellow Daoist Hu to Big Brother Hu, and Han Changming didn't care.
Han Changming was not polite. He picked up the teacup and took a sip. He nodded with satisfaction and said, "Not bad, start making the talisman! You make the talisman, and I'll watch from the side."
After more than a year of getting along, Han Changming had a general understanding of the Ye Xin sisters. Ye Xin was bold and careful, with an extroverted personality, while Ye Xue was gentle and introverted. Neither of them had any bad intentions, and the two sisters depended on each other and supported each other.
Ye Xue was drawing talismans on the table while Han Changming sat beside her and watched. A faint fragrance of virgin drifted into his nose. Ye Xue was wearing a blue long dress today, with her white neck exposed. Her skin was white with a rosy glow, and with her somewhat childish face, she looked like a porcelain doll.
Han Changming is already over 30 years old and full of vigor. The faint fragrance emanating from Ye Xue's body kept drifting into Han Changming's nose, making him a little distracted.
He looked at Ye Xue's porcelain doll-like face, and his eyes couldn't help but move downwards.
"Brother Hu, look at me..."
Ye Xue suddenly stopped writing, turned her head and looked down at Han Changming. She found that Han Changming was staring at her. Her cheeks suddenly flushed, like the sunset in the sky.
Han Changming smiled awkwardly, quickly looked away, and said, "Fairy Ye, what did you just say?"
"I······"
Ye Xue was about to say something when there was a knock on the door, followed by Ye Xin's voice: "Sister, open the door, I'm back."
After hearing this, Ye Xue showed joy: "Sister is back."
She quickly put down the talisman pen, stood up and opened the door.
"Hey, sister, why is your face so red?" Ye Xin asked puzzledly.
Ye Xue's face was as red as an apple, which was really abnormal.
Ye Xin looked at Han Changming with a hint of caution, thinking to herself, "Is this guy going to do anything to my sister while I'm away?"