Chapter Eleven: Ge didn't order much more than a few dishes

  Zhang Chong and Wang Daozhong did not expect that the talisman would float lightly into the ring, allowing Wang Daozhong to see its true form.

  "Inside this ring, there is actually still space that can be used to store things." Zhang Chong's teeth almost fell out at this moment.

  In comparison, Wang Daozhong was not as surprised as he was. Storage rings were a must-have item for every cultivator in the current world.

  At this moment, he was intently staring at the four talismans. As a cultivator in the Yuan Ying period, Wang Daozhong's talisman-refining skills were not outstanding, but his vision was extremely high.

  He soon discovered that the name of this talisman was "Qu Fa Fu", which is a very common type of first-class paper talisman. The materials used for these four talismans were also extremely rough and inferior, and at a glance, it was obvious that they were made of the worst kind of material.

  However, cultivators who can refine talismans are at least at the sixth layer of foundation building, and they all have a lot more money than ordinary cultivators. Even if they're not doing well, they wouldn't look down on this kind of material.

  But as Wang Daozhong examined it carefully, he found even more suspicious places. How could this paper charm not feel the slightest bit of spiritual power?

  The art of refining talismans is possessed by both immortals and demons, and the effects produced are also vastly different. However, the process of refinement is completely different.

  Cultivators cultivate spiritual energy, which is released from the meridians and guided into the paper talismans, thereby attracting the energy of heaven and earth to serve as the power source for the talismans. Without the guidance of spiritual energy, the energy of heaven and earth would not attach itself to the talismans.

  The cultivator of demonic arts practices the demonic body, which emerges from his muscles and tendons. He uses his own powerful strength to directly grasp the energy of heaven and earth for use in talismans. This is not a method of borrowing power through force like the immortal cultivators do, but rather a method of subduing power with force.

  These two methods have different origins, but ultimately, they both attach the energy of heaven and earth to the paper talisman, becoming its ultimate power.

  If it were an ordinary cultivator, they wouldn't be able to tell if there was any spiritual energy on the talisman because the energy of heaven and earth far surpasses the tiny bit of spiritual energy on the talisman. Even a Golden Elixir cultivator might not necessarily discover whether or not there is spiritual energy on the paper talisman unless they were an expert in paper talismans, a talisman sage.

  Not many people pay attention to this; everyone's focus on paper money is just one thing - how powerful it is.

  However, Wang Daozhong was a cultivator in the Yuan Ying period and naturally saw the special place in it.

  "Could it be that it was forged by the Demon Clan?" Wang Daozhong glanced at it briefly before also dismissing this idea.

  The power of the demon clan, attached to the paper talisman, is more obvious than spiritual energy, unless this person is an extremely powerful demon clan strongman who can make magic disappear into nothingness.

  But how could such a strong person refine this level of paper charm? This is absolutely impossible.

  But why is there no trace of spiritual power or magic on this "Qu Ge Fu", and yet it gives a very rough feeling, but contains the aura of heaven and earth?

  Wang Daozhong stared at these four symbols and fell into deep thought unintentionally.

  "Smelly old man." Zhang Chong saw that Wang Daozhong had been silent for a long time and loudly called out.

  "If you don't understand, just say so, I didn't expect anything from you anyway."

  He said it was so generous, but in fact, apart from himself, he could only rely on this Wang Dao.

  "This is the 'Qī Fú Symbol', but there's no spiritual energy of a cultivator on it, which is quite strange. I don't know who the master was that refined it." Wang Daozhong heard Zhang Chong ask and also woke up from his contemplation to answer this sentence.

  After hearing this, Zhang Chong was extremely delighted. On the one hand, he heard Wang Daozhong mention the name, which was also very consistent with what he had felt before. Going to exhaustion, it was indeed very relieving.

  On the other hand, he has unknowingly become a superior being in Wang Daozhong's mouth.

  "Hmph, as expected, he's a swindler from the jianghu, hiding in his ring and pretending to be an immortal elder." Zhang Chong cursed inwardly. Since Wang Daozhong said he was a superior man, it further confirmed Zhang Chong's conjecture. Such a blind guy, if not a swindler, what else could he be?

  He thought of this and said with a pretentious air

  "I don't know who this old man is either, I picked it up on the side of the road. The generation of that person, I estimate it's even higher than your grandfather's generation."

  Wang Daozhong did not understand the meaning of Zhang Chong's last sentence, and he was still pondering his previous sentence.

  "With a flick of the wrist, with a toss of the hand, no wonder it's just ordinary paper, looks like it's really a master. Wang Daozhong thought to this point, couldn't help but get excited. He thought in his heart, could it be that a wandering immortal has arrived here? If so, is he specifically here to resolve the crisis of the cultivators in the Yang realm?"

  "If you see this immortal, would you tell him about my situation?" Wang Daozhong asked Zhang Chong with a pleading tone.

  "That's natural, I'll help you give him a big courtesy." After hearing Wang Daozhong's words, Zhang Chong couldn't help but feel complacent. He had taken advantage of Wang Daozhong in a big way, although it was just verbal, but he felt a sense of relief and satisfaction in his heart.

  "Right, this ' Qiú Fá Fú ', if it's sold, how much can it be sold for?" Zhang Chong thought of this and asked immediately.

  "This symbol is indeed well-refined, but the material is ordinary and not worth too much money. It should only be worth five second-grade crystal stones." Wang Daozhong said this, naturally without seeing that Zhang Chong's mouth had already reached the edge of his face.

  "Five pieces of second-grade crystal stones, one sheet, brother has made a fortune." In his heart, he was ecstatically thinking about this sentence, and never thought that this small sheet of [ Qiufa Symbol ] would be even more valuable than the Moon Wolf.

  Of course, he didn't get carried away with excitement, but instead keenly grasped the words of Wang Daozhong, ordinary materials. At this point, he also asked Wang Daozhong in detail which ones were good materials. Wang Daozhong didn't know what he wanted to do, but for him, it was just a matter of lifting his hand, and immediately told Zhang Chong everything.

  Zhang Chong listened and then rushed to Lengwu Town, first using the four second-grade spirit stones he had previously obtained to buy all the materials Wang Daozhong had mentioned. After that, feeling extremely hungry, he went to a small store, ordered some food, and started devouring it. Just as he was eating, he suddenly heard a big man next to him say to a child about his age...

  "Have another bun, after you enter the Gate of Long Life this time, it will be a long time before we can meet again as father and son." The big man's words were filled with deep paternal affection.

  "Dad, you eat, I've already eaten five, these three are all for you." The child was not tall, but his voice was loud and clear.

  "Dad isn't hungry, and you don't look like him. You need to practice boxing every day. Eat more, okay? Dad is still counting on you to make a name for yourself and let me live a good life."

  The words were not many, but after Zhang Chong heard them, he couldn't help but shed tears. He turned his head to look at the table where there was only three steamed buns and a plate of salted vegetables between father and son.

  At the bottom of the heap, Zhang Chong had struggled for fifteen years. For people with the same fate as him, he had a natural sense of pride. He thought for a moment and then carried his tray of food over to them.

  "Are you also new to [Changshengmen]? What a coincidence, I am too. I've ordered a lot of dishes here, come on and let's eat together."

  The young man's eyes met Zhang Chong and he couldn't help but laugh, saying:

  "I recognize you, you're Zhang Chong."

  "How did you know my name?" Zhang Chong asked, and as soon as he did, he knew he was wrong. That day at the selection venue, how many people had their hands chopped off? Only a few, including Liu Sheng, who were overshadowed by his own fame, but it was just another kind of fame.

  But that young man was also asked to be embarrassed, and he didn't say anything else. His father, on the other hand, didn't know what was going on, but when he saw Zhang Chong's majestic appearance, he stood up and said:

  "Zhang Shaoxia was being polite. I was worried that this child would be bullied after entering, so it's better to follow Zhang Shaoxia from now on and ask Zhang Shaoxia to take care of him more."

  After hearing this, Zhang Chong couldn't help but smile wryly. How could he bear the title of "Young Master"? He had simply ordered a few more dishes, that's all.