"Those people are from Xiaoyao Sect? Look at them carrying big bags and small bags, are they getting rich?"

"Impossible? Who doesn't know that Xiaoyao Sect is the poorest sect in the entire Qingtian Realm, how could it be rich?"

"Haha, no matter whether you get rich or not, there must be crystals in Xiaoyao Sect now. Let's go back and report to the master and ask him to go to Xiaoyao Sect to collect protection fees."

"Yes, a ragged sect like Xiaoyao Sect is just an affiliation to our [Guiyi Sect]. Since we have crystal stones, how can we not pay tribute?"

"Hehehe, let's report this news, maybe we can get some benefits!"

Several people looked at each other and saw the excited and greedy expression on each other's face.

Then they rushed towards the direction of [Return to One Sect].

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That night, the poor people from Xiaoyao Sect experienced a happy paradise with flesh, crystals and hearts.

However, after Happy Paradise, Yun Ruohan felt embarrassed to come to Mu Yan.

Because the more than 500 low-grade crystals that Mu Yan finally earned were actually spent in one day.

Yun Ruohan was ashamed and wanted to find a hole to drill down, "Little Junior Sister, you should use the remaining crystals yourself. Don't let everyone spend it randomly, it's not easy for you to draw talismans..."

But Mu Yan waved his hand indifferently, "It's okay, it's easy for me to draw talismans. I'll draw dozens of them tonight and sell them for some crystals first. Senior brother, you don't have to worry, it's still easy to earn crystals."

Go and draw some more... dozens of pictures.

Yun Ruohan twitched the corner of his mouth, holding the crystal in his hand, and he really didn't know whether to be happy or depressed.

Think about their hard days before, and then think about the talismans that the junior sister could draw and the crystals that she earned.

Yun Ruohan felt that as the eldest brother, he should really find a hole to drill down.

Mu Yan didn't feel the troubles of the elder brother at all. After returning to his room, he went straight into the space and continued to draw talismans.

Just one hour later, a thick stack of painted talismans appeared at her hand.

However, what made Mu Yan regretful.

The third-grade talisman drawn by accident was no longer successful.

Mu Yan always felt that she had seen a trick vaguely, but she could not grasp it.

After wasting three more pieces of talisman paper, she had to give up.

Who made Xiaoyao Sect so poor? And there were a large group of hungry guys to support?

Even talisman paper and cinnabar are not wasteful casually.

Let’s draw more first-grade and second-grade talismans to make money first!

Qihuang lay on the grass beside him, holding her chin to watch her draw talismans, and occasionally uttered a few sarcasm, "Like the ghost drawing talismans, it is not beautiful at all."

"After drawing so many, you can only draw second-grade talismans. Even Zhang's third-grade talismans can't be drawn. Jun Muyan, you are becoming more and more stupid."

"What's the best way to draw this kind of garbage talisman? When you master the skills of Level 4, you will naturally be able to draw the most powerful talisman in the world."

"Jun Muyan, I ordered you not to draw those boring paintings anymore. Have you heard it?"

Mu Yan looked coldly and said, "I see, do you miss the itchy piano sound package?"

Qihuang's face froze, she glared at Mu Yan fiercely, and finally stopped talking.

Mu Yan lowered his head and drew for a while, and then stopped writing until he had collected thirty second-grade talismans and twenty first-grade talismans.
Chapter completed!