Everyone's Immortal Cultivation: Starting from a Junior Talisman Maker

Chapter 2: Making Talismans at Work
Afterwards, Yang Feng's mother anxiously waited for Yang Feng for about half an hour, and finally received a reply from the woman.

However, the result of the reply disappointed Yang Feng's mother.

After hearing about Yang Feng's personal situation, the woman refused to meet and talk, saying that Yang Feng was too old.

When Yang Feng heard the result, he felt relieved, but he also felt uncomfortable when he thought that he was rejected by a divorced woman with a child.

"Tell me, why are you so disappointing?"

"Xianwei is a few years younger than you, and his child is already ten years old."

When Yang Feng's mother saw that the person she had introduced to her failed, she started to criticize Yang Feng again.

Yang Feng was scolded by his mother, but he did not refute. Instead, he told the original owner's mother, "I'm going out for breakfast," and then went out directly to avoid being nagged by the original owner's mother.

After leaving home, Yang Feng thought that today was the weekend and he didn't have to go to work, so he went to a breakfast shop downstairs according to his memory, bought a few steamed buns, and ate while wandering around the neighborhood.

"Medicine shop."

"Magic weapon shop."

"A talisman shop."

"Puppet shop."

"Barber Shop."

"Spiritual Fruit Shop..."

Walking on the street, Yang Feng looked at the shops on both sides of the road curiously.

I found that these shops, except for the things they sold, were different from the ones on Earth in my previous life, and their architectural styles were basically the same as on Earth in my previous life.

Moreover, Yang Feng discovered that the women in this world were generally more beautiful than those in his previous life.

In addition, he discovered that among the cultivators in this world, except for a small number of people who had the ability to fly with swords or travel in the air on magic flying cars, most of the cultivators with relatively low cultivation in the early and middle stages of the Qi training realm usually traveled by tram.

According to the original owner's memory, Yang Feng learned that the technological level of humans in this world is not low, and everyone can practice cultivation, but human cultivators are not the absolute overlords of this world.

In addition to humans, there are many other monster races living in this world, and their strength is equally strong. In fact, the territory occupied by these monster races is no less than that of humans.

Therefore, living in such a world of cultivating immortals, most of the Qi training cultivators at the bottom of society do not live a peaceful life.

Especially when leaving the fairy city built by humans, one must be extra careful.

And the situation is different from that of other time travelers.

The body occupied by Yang Feng had not only living parents, but also a younger sister who was currently in high school. In addition, his grandparents were also still alive.

However, the original owner's grandparents did not usually live with their family, but lived in their hometown, Shuangyu Town.

In order to make it easier for their younger sister to study and for Yang Feng to commute to get off work every day, their family currently rents a house in the old town of the south gate of Shiyunxian City, more than 100 kilometers away from their hometown.

According to the memories of the original owner, Yang Feng learned that his father's name was Yang Qilin, he was 75 years old this year, and was a miner. He was not at home most of the time, and his monthly salary was about 10,000 to 20,000 spirit coins.

His mother, named Zhang Yunya, is 68 years old and unemployed. She usually stays at home to take care of the original owner and his sister's daily life.

As for his parents' cultivation, since they had given up the pursuit of immortality long ago, they had neglected their cultivation for many years and were currently only at the middle stage of Qi training.

The original owner, Yang Feng, is 41 years old this year. Due to his average spiritual aptitude and slow cultivation, he also has no hope of pursuing immortality. Therefore, he has become lazy and slack in his cultivation in recent years, and his cultivation level is only the fourth level of Qi training.

As for work, although he has learned the skill of talisman making, he has only obtained a first-level low-grade talisman maker certificate.

Relying on a low-grade first-level talisman-making skill, he could only earn five or six thousand spirit coins a month by working hard to make talismans for the talisman-making factory. Converted into spirit stones, it means he could only earn five or six spirit stones a month.

This little income can barely maintain his basic needs, and is completely unable to support his daily cultivation needs.

"This can't go on like this."

"According to the upper limit of the lifespan of a Qi training cultivator, I still have at least another eighty or ninety years to live." "I don't want to continue living in a muddle-headed state like the original owner for the next eighty or ninety years, spending my old age alone and helpless."

“Although with my body’s talent and age, achieving foundation building in this lifetime may be a slim hope.”

"But if I work hard and reach the late stage of Qi training, I can increase my lifespan by ten or twenty years. And through my own efforts, I can become a senior first-class high-grade talisman maker and marry a few beautiful wives. There is still hope for me to achieve this."

Yang Feng thought about the original owner's current situation, especially about the cultivators in this world, who could legally marry several wives as long as they had the ability.

With the strong character he had in his previous life, he was unwilling to continue following the fate of the original owner and live a mediocre life.

……

After a change of mindset.

Early the next morning, Yang Feng changed his usual procrastination and laziness, got up early, washed up, and then rode a small electric scooter to the talisman factory where the original owner worked according to his memory.

"Today's task is for each person to successfully draw twenty Dust Repellent Talismans."

"Just like before, every time you successfully create an ordinary Dust Repellent Talisman, you will receive a commission of ten Spirit Coins."

"For every successful creation of a fine dust-avoiding talisman, a commission of twenty spirit coins will be given."

"The production failed. For every piece of talisman paper wasted, one spirit coin will be deducted."

At 8:30 in the morning, in front of a row of talisman-making tables at the Haisheng Talisman Factory, team leader Guo Hui brought a box of talisman paper, gave some instructions to Yang Feng and others, and then distributed a stack of talisman paper to each of them.

"Damn, I'm drawing a Dust Repellent Talisman today, and my success rate is only 50% to 60%. I guess I'll have to work overtime until very late to complete the task."

"Afeng, you're lucky today. Drawing dust-avoiding talismans is your forte."

When Liu Wenzhi, a colleague sitting next to Yang Feng, heard that today's task was to draw a dust-avoiding talisman, he couldn't help but complain and grumble.

Especially when he thought of Yang Feng, who was sitting next to him and whose success rate in drawing the Dust-Repelling Talisman was close to perfection, he was even more envious.

"Hey, I only have a slightly higher success rate when drawing dust-avoiding talismans. As for drawing water-avoiding talismans and tranquilizing talismans, my success rate is far inferior to yours..."

Yang Feng responded modestly.

"Okay, stop chatting, hurry up and get to work."

When team leader Guo Hui saw Liu Wenzhi and Yang Feng whispering, he immediately came over and interrupted them.

Upon hearing this, the two of them immediately shut up.

Then they took out blood ink and talisman pens from their respective talisman-making cabinets and began to carefully draw talismans on talisman paper.

"Brush brush..."

Yang Feng held his breath and concentrated, and according to the memory of the original owner, he held the talisman pen, dipped it in some blood ink, and then mobilized the magic power in his body to draw on the talisman paper stroke by stroke.

"puff……"

However, as the runes gradually took shape on the talisman paper one after another, it took about ten minutes, and just when Yang Feng was about to finish.

Yang Feng suddenly made a mistake, causing the talisman paper in front of him to spontaneously combust and be directly scrapped.

"You failed to draw the Dust Avoidance Talisman. Dust Avoidance Talisman experience +1."

However, just as the talisman paper in front of Yang Feng spontaneously combusted and became scrapped, a line of information suddenly appeared in front of his eyes the next moment.

"Ok?"

When Yang Feng saw the information prompt appearing in front of him, he was stunned at first, and then a look of ecstasy suddenly appeared on his face.

(End of this chapter)