Li Xuanxuan nodded slightly, spread out the wooden slips in his hand, counted a few breaths, and asked:

"How many talismans will Father Zhong send down the mountain this month?"

"Go home, five coins."

"The talisman ink and talisman paper at home have been depleted, and Xuan Feng will have to go to Fangshi this month."

Li Xuanxuan gave an order. As the number of people in the clan gradually increased, the spiritual fields on the territory were basically developed. After excluding the offerings to the Qingchi Sect and the monks at home, there would still be a lot of surplus.

"Excluding the offerings, the spiritual rice can still produce three hundred kilograms every year. The annual salary for the big monks is ten kilograms, for the small sect, five kilograms, and for the branches, one kilogram. A total of eighty-six kilograms, and there are still two spiritual stones left."

Originally, the Li family did not have so many monks in the family, but now people with spiritual abilities from the four towns have merged into the Li family through marriages and other methods, and most of them have become small sect monks, so there are spiritual rice rewards.

"Every year Zhongfu can draw about sixty talismans, which are sold for twenty spirit stones. After deducting the cost, he can earn two or three spirit stones. Plus Xuanfeng and Donghe come into the mountain to kill the monsters, all

The annual income can reach seven spiritual stones, which is roughly the price of a fetal breath weapon."

There are still more than 70 spiritual stones in stock at home. The Li family has been saving up to prepare a large array for Lijing Mountain. The income from each spiritual stone can make Li Xuanxuan happy.
Chapter completed!