Ren Xiaoyao returned to his back kitchen, cooked meals for the Wude old man, returned to his hut and began to study the sound transmission talisman.
He kept watching other people use the sound transmission talisman, he was very jealous, and he wanted to buy it. After asking the price, Ren Xiaoyao gave up.
A low-level sound transmission talisman requires at least one high-grade spirit stone, and a high-grade spirit stone is more expensive. A high-grade spirit stone is the price of a monster beast of the initial stage. Ordinary early stage cultivators want to kill the same monster beast. It's still a little bit difficult, showing how valuable a sound transmission note is.
Desperately killed a monster, replaced it with a sound transmission talisman, and it burned after a few words. Who doesn't feel distressed.
Paint, paper, and pens were all placed on the table, and Ren Xiaoyao sat beside him and read the book on how to make sound transmission notes again.
"The sound transmission talisman is divided into male and female. The two are a pair and can be connected to each other. The sound transmission talisman introduced in this book is a middle grade, which can be used within a hundred miles. Pass it to another person who holds the sound transmission talisman."
"Yin and yang are in harmony. At the beginning of balance, the reason why the sound transmission is difficult to practice is that it is necessary to portray two talisman at once..."
After reading it for a long time, Ren Xiaoyao closed the book and began to practice.
Hands up and down, mysterious runes appeared on the paper, a few seconds later, a slight blast sounded and failed.
There was no change in Ren Xiaoyao's face, he took out two more sheets of paper and began to draw.
"Boom~" failed.
"Boom~Boom~Boom~" Failure, failure, failure.
Soon, the original thick stack of talisman papers, now there are only a few sheets left, and Ren Xiaoyao finally feels distressed.
Every time it was scrapped, Ren Xiaoyao pulled out the corner of his mouth. It was a spirit stone!
"Boom~"
The blast sounded, and the two pieces were scrapped again.
Ren Xiaoyao looked at the last ten sheets of paper, and finally put down his pen. He thought he was a genius and succeeded in painting a few times, but the result was not like this, every time he was scrapped.
"Where did it go wrong? Isn't it just drawing two at the same time? I also finished it, why did I fail!" Ren Xiaoyao's temper regained his temper, his face full of hostility.
After complaining a few words, I slowly calmed down and started to think about the problems I encountered.
"I finished the drawing, but when I finally finished the pen, I always scrapped it. That is to say, it is not that I am not strong enough, but that I have not completed every step."
"The sound transmission is divided into male and female, male and female, connected..."
"Yes! It's the lack of connection! It seems that I have finished drawing the two together, but they are still a single independent entity!"
The more Ren Xiaoyao thought about it, the brighter his eyes.
"Quack! This young master is a genius!" Ren Xiaoyao began to raise his head excitedly and laugh, his voice spread throughout the kitchen.
"Boy! You don't want to live anymore! If you bother me going to sleep, you will peel your skin!" An angry voice suddenly sounded from the next door.
Ren Xiaoyao couldn't help shrinking his head. He was hit with a shadow. He knew that this wicked old man was hitting as soon as he wanted to. After hitting him, he had to take a bath. Ren Xiaoyao, every time he feels sick and want to vomit.
Ren Xiaoyao stood up until there was no sound next door, excitedly picked up the pen in his hand and placed two pieces of paper in front of him.
"Connection, connection, lack of connection." Ren Xiaoyao kept admonishing himself, his hands began to wave, his face was full of seriousness.
"Aura is wandering around the pen. After leaving one piece of paper, you must communicate on another."
"That's it, don't stop!"
Sweat beads began to appear on Ren Xiaoyao's head. This was not tired, but nervous.
The pen walks the dragon and the snake, and it is overflowing.
"Om~"
Ren Xiaoyao feels that this sound is so beautiful, so cool~
The runes floated up, and the runes of the two sound transmission symbols blended and changed each other in the air, and then slowly fell.
The first pair of sound transmission notes in his hand was completed, and a satisfied smile appeared on Ren Xiaoyao's face.
Holding back the excitement in his heart, he put the successful sound transmission note aside, struck the iron while it was hot, and continued to draw the rest of the paper.
After a while, the four teams of Fulu appeared again.
This was Ren Xiaoyao finally couldn't help it, stood up, stepped on the stool with one foot, hands on hips, and laughed frantically.
"Haha! I am the only one in the world... Bang!"
As soon as Ren Xiaoyao became rampant, a smelly shoe came through the wall and patted Ren Xiaoyao on the face.
"Grandma's, why are wolves howling and ghosts! Go cook for Lao Tzu!" The shivering voice reminded Ren Xiaoyao again.
After a stick of incense, Ren Xiaoyao stood at the back door, with a red shoe print on his face, cursing constantly in his mouth.
"Grandma's, torture you to death! When I'm great, I have to beat you down!"
After complaining for a long time, Ren Xiaoyao walked towards the vegetable market.
Ren Xiaoyao didn't dare to escape. He found that every time he deviated from the route of the vegetable market, he felt that someone was watching him.
When they walked to the vegetable market, when the people next to him saw Ren Xiaoyao coming here, they all looked at him. The reason was that the shoe prints on Ren Xiaoyao's face were too obvious.
"What to look at, be careful I slap you, believe it or not!"
Ren Xiaoyao watched the aunts around him secretly look at him, and also pointed them. Of course, his hot temper was unbearable, and he threatened those aunts viciously.
Because of the mask, Ren Xiaoyao's ferocious expression couldn't tell how ferocious it was.
Seeing the group of aunts still pointing at him, he reluctantly shook his head, walked to a vegetable stall, and started shopping.
This is the second time for Ren Xiaoyao to come, and when the stall owners saw Ren Xiaoyao coming, they all felt a little stunned.
"Uncle, how do you sell this dish?" Ren Xiaoyao asked the man who set up the stall.
"Three cents per catty." The one who reported directly to the lowest price, most people would sell for ten cents, but after seeing Ren Xiaoyao's shamelessness last time, he only quoted the cost price this time.
Last time, when Ren Xiaoyao came, he kept bargaining with him, and in the end he burst into swearing, but this kid just didn't go, and kept holding down the price with you, which seriously affected his voice, and in the end it was also three cents.
"It's really cheap, the uncle will give me ten catties." Ren Xiaoyao said with a smile on his face.
After paying the money, Ren Xiaoyao went to other stalls one after another.
"Bring me ten catties of potatoes."
"Bring me ten catties of cucumbers."
"Bring me ten catties..."
Soon, Ren Xiaoyao went around almost all the stalls. No one raised the price to Ren Xiaoyao, and sold them to them at the cost price.
When these stall owners saw the scene where Ren Xiaoyao received the storage ring with the things in his hand, their bodies trembled, with horror on their faces, it turned out that he was a monk!
In the horrified eyes of these people, Ren Xiaoyao left here.
They don't understand, they don't know why a high-ranking monk would come here to buy things, don't they all eat legendary things
After a long time, there was an extra silver in their pockets!
This ingot can buy all their dishes!
Ren Xiaoyao finished shopping and started to go back. When he came to the alley, he stopped.
"Come out, just say I'm handsome, so I won't peep at me, you can confess to me."