Chapter 12 The bottom of society

Author: Dimension Theory

Chapter 12 The bottom of society

Looking at the spell, Wang Zijia showed an expression of surprise. Sure enough, with a hundred points worth, the spell can be used directly.

With a face full of joy, he released the weights and slowly disappeared, leaving only a golden scale shining in the sea of ​​​​consciousness, surrounded by surging mist.

Wang Zijia, who was about to go out and try making something, looked at the lonely scale and paused.

As consciousness flickered, many weight points emerged and slowly spliced ​​together in the air.

Cultivation: Innate

Skill: Latent Shadow

Martial Arts: Nineteen Slashes of Youlong Short Sword

Technique: Talisman Making Technique (Introduction 101/200)

Looking at the information panel composed of light point weights, Wang Zijia nodded, this is the only way it is clear!

Although this panel was handwritten by himself, he still has a clear understanding of himself, right?

He exited the sea of ​​​​consciousness with satisfaction, and first looked at the small box in front of him speechlessly.

After traveling for only a few days, he only had one magic coin left, and all the magic secrets. After decades of accumulation, his father only had a copy of "Basic Skills of Wanyu" that was worth some money.

Well, the most valuable thing is probably this exercise book.

In his thoughts, Wang Zijia put it away again, and carried the box of spiritual materials out of the door.

Go to the study room and take out all the items you received.

In fact, when making such basic things as talisman paper, you can originally use spiritual materials to perform spells without any tools, but for beginners, you still need some assistance.

So he spent some money and got a set.

It's just a delicate grinding jar, a medicine pestle, and a special material packaging box. The box is a palm wide and a foot long, and the interior is divided into a number of small grids, just like a paint box for painting.

After putting the things away, Wang Zijia took out a spiritual material and put it into a grinding jar. He held the medicine pestle in his hand, and the innate Qi surged. There were subtle spiritual lights flashing in the medicine pestle and the grinding jar. Wang Zijia began to process the spiritual material.

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After finely grinding it into powder, introduce it into a small grid in the packaging box, cover it immediately to prevent the loss of spiritual energy, and then start grinding another kind of spiritual material.

After a long time, Wang Zijia carefully ground and processed several kinds of spiritual materials.

After calming down for a moment, he just had to take a bath and burn incense. After all, it was his first spell casting, and his first time making items, so it was worthy of his attention.

After adjusting his condition to the optimal level, Wang Zijia finally breathed out, and the true energy in his body began to surge according to the method of making talisman paper.

At this time, he opened the spiritual material packaging box, and with a wave of his hand as he puffed out his true energy, portions of the medicinal powder were pulled by the true energy and flew in front of him.

Between the entanglement of many spiritual material powders, a massive amount of true energy erupted, which even made Wang Zijia feel a little overwhelmed.

It is indeed a bit reluctant to use the real energy to drive magic. If you use it to practice magic, it will definitely be difficult. But Wang Zijia has already learned the magic, so it doesn't have much impact.

As the energy was consumed, many spiritual materials were mixed together for a long time, and finally a cyan card the size of a game card slowly took shape.

"It's done!"

Looking at the spell card that was successfully produced for the first time, Wang Zijia's face was full of joy. After all, there was only a 40% chance. Of course, this was only in theory, not in an absolute sense. The quality of the spell card also has an impact.

After a moment, Wang Zijia adjusted his condition again and started casting spells again.

As the true energy surged, spiritual materials were flying in front of us. When all the spiritual materials merged, the true energy mass suddenly began to become unstable.

"I'm going to suffer!"

"Wave!"

As soon as Wang Zijia realized something, before he could do anything, the spiritual material wrapped in zhenqi spread out with a soft sound.

Wang Zijia waved helplessly, and a pile of yellowish powder appeared on the desk.

He shook his head speechlessly and started trying again.

For a moment, I did it five times in a row, succeeded three times, and then had to stop.

Without it, I would be really angry!

It is indeed a bit laborious to use Zhenqi to cast spells. After all, warriors refine their essence and monks practice Qi. Therefore, there is a qualitative difference between Zhenqi and magic power. It is not small, one hundred and one hundred.

He closed the box containing the spiritual materials and practiced meditation for more than half an hour before he was able to complete his recovery.

Then Wang Zijia started making again, and towards evening, he successfully made two pieces again.

Wang Zijia looked at the five blank spell cards in front of him, which was regarded as a superb performance. His face was filled with joy. If he continued like this, he only needed to push this skill to the mastery level, and then he could start making money.

Completely implement the open source strategy!

Yes, if you want to make money with this basic stuff, you need to be at least proficient in it.

Because ten pieces of spiritual materials cost one dharma, while five pieces of blank talisman paper cost one dharma. This is the reason why he relies on the sect, and the recycling of blank talisman papers for casual cultivators is even lower.

As for the reason...the extreme prosperity of the spiritual world has brought about the involution of everyone.

If you tell me one thing, everyone will understand it. Pin Xixi to understand it!

In other words, blank talismans, even low-level talismans, as well as low-level magic weapons, elixirs, etc., were all deliberately suppressed by large sects.

And this thing is not a good thing for the low-level monks. The items sold are indeed cheap, but the entire industry is controlled by the major sects.

After all, it costs hundreds of francs to buy a secret book of "The Art of Making Talisman Paper". This investment alone is enough for a family of casual cultivators to work hard for decades.

Just like buying a house in a previous life!

But after buying a technique, the investment is not complete. Before you practice, get started, and become proficient in the technique, let alone protecting your capital, you will continue to lose money.

You can't start making profits until you master the technique, and you can only make a little profit.

Therefore, if a low-level casual cultivator does not have any relevant talent, a small family may not be able to support a cultivator of all kinds of arts.

The result is that the things sold are indeed very cheap, but the way to make money is difficult. Gradually, manpower becomes worthless!

Even if you reluctantly become a cultivator of all kinds of arts, you can only make a small profit. Of course, after reaching a higher level, the effect will be completely different.

The higher the level of Baiyi, the greater the profit gap.

This is true even for spiritual farmers, because although the land requirements for farming are not high, the prices of low-level spiritual materials that can be planted are also suppressed very low.

Spirit fields are even harder to find!

This is the inevitable industry blockade and exploitation under extreme prosperity, and no world will be an exception.

If you want to get ahead, don't complain about the unfairness of the world and move up. When you look back, you will find that there are countless people working for you and a group of elites to help you move down.

There is no exception in any world. This is the basic survival rule of group animals.

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After packing up his things and looking at the five blank spell cards, Wang Zijia finally put them away. He turned around, opened the secret room, and put the tools and spell cards into the nearly empty treasure chest, barely replenishing his savings.

"Then the next short-term goal is clear, work hard to master the technique, or even achieve it. Then find a small circle, or a flea market or something, and start selling cards to make money. Raise funds to buy grafting pills, obtain spiritual roots,

Change your martial arts cultivation to your immortal cultivation!"

"At the same time, martial arts cultivation cannot be left behind. After all, it can be exchanged directly later. If this is not possible, we can only use thousands of years of skills to condense the martial arts spiritual roots!"

While whispering, Wang Zijia left the room and began to practice various skills, including but not limited to Tai Chi, radio gymnastics, and fitness exercises.

In addition to improving his cultivation these days, he is also trying to see which skill can improve the silver weight the fastest!

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Early the next morning, when Wang Zijia arrived at his workplace, a group of warehouse managers gathered together and surrounded him.

"I heard from the manager that you are not only successful in practice, but you have even begun to study talismans intensively?"

"You can do it, kid. You can become a monk without saying a word!"

"I didn't even inform you in advance, which made everyone worry in vain for half a year!"

"Your father is so awesome. He has prepared not only cultivation techniques for you, but also talisman techniques."

"Yes, dear, a book of basic exercises costs 700 dharma, and a book of talismans costs 400. How much does it cost in total?"

"No wonder Old Wangtou used to work in the front office and was so stingy. He was obviously a serious servant of the sect, but he was more clingy than the rest of us. My feelings have already confirmed that your boy has spiritual roots.

I’ll save you money and food!”

"Should we change our name to Little Wangtou?"

"How's it going? Have you made some talisman paper?"

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All the handyman colleagues were talking enthusiastically.

Wang Zijia looked shy as a young man, and then said after a while: "It's just a mess on my own, and it hasn't affected me yet!"

"You're good, kid. If you're too humble, you're just fooling us. You've already started studying talismans, so you must at least be a little bit knowledgeable." Xu Chenglin scolded Wang Zijia with a smile, and then sighed:
To be continued...