"Those people are from Xiaoyaomen, right? Look at them carrying big and small bags, has Xiaoyaomen got rich?"
"Impossible, right? Who doesn't know that Xiaoyaomen is the poorest sect in the entire Qingtian world, how could it be possible to get rich?"
"Heh, whether it's getting rich or not, there must be crystals in Xiaoyaomen now. Let's go back and tell Master to go to Xiaoyaomen to collect protection fees."
"That's right, Xiaoyaomen, a shabby sect, is just an affiliation of our [Guiyizong]. Since we have crystal stones, how can we not pay tribute."
"Hey hey, if we report this news, maybe we can get some benefits!"
Several people looked at each other, and they all saw the excited and greedy expression on each other's face.
Then they all sped away in the direction of [Return to Yizong].
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This night, the poor people of Xiaoyaomen experienced a happy paradise with flesh, spar and heart.
However, after the Happy Paradise, Yun Ruohan embarrassedly approached Muyan.
Because, the more than 500 pieces of low-grade spar that Muyan earned with great difficulty were actually spent by them in one day.
Yun Ruohan was ashamed and wished she could find a hole in the ground and drill down, "Junior Junior Sister, you should take the remaining crystals and use them yourself. Don't let everyone mess around, it's not easy for you to draw talismans..."
On the other hand, Muyan waved her hand indifferently, "It's okay, it's easy for me to draw talismans, I'll just draw dozens more tonight, and sell them for some crystals. Senior brother, don't worry, earn crystals Still pretty easy."
Just go again... draw a... dozens of pictures.
The corner of Yun Ruohan's mouth twitched, holding the spar in his hand, he really didn't know whether to be happy or depressed.
Think about their hard-working days before, and think about the talismans that the junior sister can draw casually, and the spars they can earn.
Yun Ruohan felt that, as a senior brother, he really should find a hole in the ground and go down.
Muyan didn't feel the big brother's heartache at all, after returning to her room, she directly entered the space and continued to draw talismans.
Only an hour later, a thick stack of drawn talismans appeared in her hand.
However, what makes Muyan regretful is.
The third-grade talisman that was drawn due to accidents, but there is no way to succeed no matter what.
Muyan always feels that she has vaguely seen a trick, but she still can't grasp it.
After wasting three talisman papers, she had no choice but to give up.
Who made Xiaoyaomen so poor, and there are still a large group of guys waiting to be fed.
Even talisman paper and cinnabar are not something that can be wasted casually.
It's better to draw more first-rank and second-rank talismans to make money!
Qihuang lay on the grass beside her, propped his chin to watch her draw the talisman, and taunted her from time to time, "It's not beautiful at all, just like the ghostly drawn talisman."
"After drawing so many, I can only draw second-rank talismans, and I can't even draw Zhang third-rank talismans. Jun Muyan, you are getting more and more stupid."
"What's so good about drawing this kind of rubbish talisman? After you master the fourth-level Kagami Musician skill, you will naturally be able to draw the most powerful talisman in the world."
"Jun Muyan, I ordered you to stop drawing those boring paintings, did you hear me?"
Muyan turned her eyes coldly, "I see, you miss the tickle music package, right?"
Qihuang's expression froze, he gave Muyan a hard look, and finally stopped talking.
Muyan lowered her head and drew for quite a while, until she had collected thirty second-grade talismans and twenty first-grade talismans before she stopped writing.