Lou Qi raised his hand towards her.
Facing the little girl Buling Buling's big eyes, he was silent for a moment, turned his arm to the side, knocked Lin Ya on the forehead gently and not hard, and reasoned with her: "You are not allowed to bully Master."
Li Yang nodded: "I understand, I understand."
Except for the senior brother, no one is allowed to bully Xu Siqing.
Lin Ya was hit inexplicably and almost choked to death on the meat bun: "..."
After driving the others back to the room, Zhuang Churan did not leave. He stopped hesitantly and asked, "Do you think she can be a talisman repairer?"
Lou Qi: "She's not."
The man has a precise perception of Talisman Dao, and he clearly knows that Li Yang cannot be a Talisman cultivator.
"That……"
Lou Qi held the talisman pen between his fingertips and shook it: "Do you remember?"
"What Master said...spiritual practice."
…
Before falling asleep, Li Yang took out the talisman pen.
When she was painting just now, she had some vague feelings, but she didn't know how to explain it. While she was not sleepy yet, Li Yang wanted to give it another try.
The girl asked for a few talisman papers from Lou Qi, sat down cross-legged, drew her breath on the spot, and imitated the appearance of the speed talisman, trying to draw it.
However, her lines were always crooked.
The real rune lines are so complicated that Li Yang can't remember them. Every time he looks at them, he can only draw one stroke. There is no way to draw them all at once. From this aspect, she is really not the material for making runes. .
But on the other hand, the girl's drawings on paper or on the ground can be realized.
In fact, whether it is a talisman pen or talisman paper, it is just a medium for the talisman cultivator to gather and control spiritual power. The difference between Li Yang and them is that she can control spiritual power more easily and skillfully.
The experience of absorbing the flesh of monster beasts allowed her to now shape the painting without using talisman paper.
The runes that the girl originally drew turned into messy lines and rose up, almost strangling her to death.
Fortunately, it was only for a moment.
She struggled slightly, and the spiritual power dissipated and turned into stars.
These seemingly half-baked paintings may have unexpected potential.
Li Yang held his head and thought for a long time, trying to communicate with what he had drawn.
…
Another night.
The final result of the discussion was that neither Ning Shiyan nor Lin Ya could be released alone, so Lou Qi decided to let Bai Yu form his own team.
Anyway, he is the fastest runner, and his cultivation level in the middle stage of Jindan can be considered to be enough.
Bai Yu understood this.
A group of monks gathered outside the city lord's palace and divided into teams early. Wenjian Sect and Alchemy King Sect chose to split up and reorganize. Fang Yizhou and Fengyao followed Qi Buli's team, and the other three alchemy cultivators were also protected by sword cultivators.
The teams arranged by each major sect to participate in the secret realm are all about the same size. Some teams are just right. Even if there are more, they can find casual cultivators to form a team temporarily.
After going back and forth, Bai Yu became the only seedling.
Someone invited him to join a team, but he refused outright.
Li Yang was moved by his courage to fight alone, and stuffed him with several meat buns: "Third Senior Brother, I think it is better for you to find someone to form a team, at least it is safe."
"What do you know?" Bai Yu put away the meat buns and patted her little head: "How much true love can there be in a temporarily formed team? Instead of following them to scheming and scheming, it's better for me to be free and go wherever I want. Just run wherever you want.”
No one is holding me back, so I can run faster.
Lou Qi: "You go in and hide, I will find a way to find you as soon as possible."
He nodded and smiled.
It seemed like he was about to rush to freedom, his whole body was shining brightly and he was happy.
The Lord of Bihai City stood above, looking down at the young monks, with a smile in his eyes: "The children of this year all look good."
"Yes, look at Lou Qi from the Yufeng Sect. He is already a talisman cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage at a young age. I heard he broke the record left by the young master."
"Qi Buli from Wanjian Sect is also a good prospect, and Luo Qingyang from Taixu Sect..."
The city lord took a look around, touched his beard, and said with a smile: "Very good, very good."
He ordered: "Open the secret realm!"
"yes!"
The old man next to him and the person behind him winked, and they quickly formed a formation.
From the water pool in the center of the crowd, a curtain of water rose to the sky.
The water flow condenses and forms, vaguely like a map.
"Try to remember it as much as possible." Lou Qi whispered: "This is the only rough map we can see of the secret realm of the afterlife."
Li Yang looked along the crowd. The outline of the water flow was very light and he could only draw a rough outline.
The secret realm is only opened once in a hundred years, and it looks different every time. Even if someone has entered the secret realm before, the map from that time is no longer useful. Every step they take in the secret realm is a new challenge and a new opportunity.
The next second, groups of monks gathered outside, spiritual formations formed under their feet, and a white light enveloped them.
The teleportation spirit array was very fast, and everyone entered the secret realm almost at the same time.
The old man took out the photo stone and recorded it.
The teleportation token distributed to each monk has a locator hidden inside. When everyone enters the secret realm, their location will be displayed on the water curtain.
The City Lord's Mansion can only see the color and location, but they don't know who the specific people are, and they can't see their opportunities. They can only see a vague map with location.
The reason for this setting is also because of the instability of the secret realm.
If someone disappears in the secret realm of the afterlife, he can give the image stone to the other sect and let them choose how to deal with it.
After all the monks disappeared, the water curtain map lit up for a moment.
The smile on the city lord's lips disappeared, and his eyes suddenly opened wide in disbelief: "How could this happen?"
The color of the location is hidden in the teleportation token. Each sect has a separate color, and all casual cultivators are white.
It stands to reason that the moment they entered the secret realm, they should have arranged a team, with five colored positions gathered together.
But just now, colorful stars shone across the entire map.
All teams were scattered.
It's rare for two or three people to teleport together, and it's rare to see the same color.
Shouldn't this start a fight in advance?
The old man also discovered the problem and his expression froze slightly: "There is something wrong with the teleportation array."
"It's so good, how could this happen?"
Sword cultivators have strong combat power, and talisman cultivators can fight alone to a certain extent, but alchemy cultivators and weapon cultivators cannot. In the Great Secret Realm, they must be protected by someone, otherwise life or death will be unpredictable.
The city lord scratched his head in frustration and quickly ordered: "Quickly notify the major sects and then find out what the problem is."
The city lord's mansion, which was originally very orderly, suddenly fell into chaos.
Some casual cultivators who did not participate in the secret realm were watching outside and said with great interest: "This time the secret realm of the afterlife looks very exciting."
As soon as he finished speaking, the teleportation array lit up again on the vacant land in front of the city lord's mansion.
A "mud figure" holding a mysterious sword was teleported out.
Someone was sharp-eyed: "It's Song Heng from the Danwang Sect, and he was beaten out directly."
"So fast, faster than the second uncle of Jindan Sword Cultivator drew his sword and slashed me."
"Who did this? How dare you provoke the people of the Alchemy King Sect so quickly? Don't you want to buy elixirs anymore?"
The murmur of the crowd.
Song Heng's face turned completely dark.
Just now, he became the fastest man in history, transcending everything.
