"Why would you bother to kill them all?!"
Zhou Yuanhua was lying on the hill, looking at the visitor with stern and desperate eyes.
The other disciples of the Songshan Sword Sect were not with him, and they did not know where they went.
What followed was a dark mysterious cloud, which seemed to be made of the deepest darkness in the world. Not even a trace of light penetrated it, so it was impossible to see its true appearance.
"Who made you unlucky? Hehehehehe...it happened to be hungry!"
Deep in the black clouds, a hoarse sound like a sharp blade was heard. In broad daylight, it was extremely evil!
"Be reduced to food!"
The visitor sneered, and the black clouds swooped down with the force of a high-rise building, and then a cold light bloomed in the wilderness.
Zhou Yuanhua's eyes suddenly widened, blood spattered from his neck, and he fell down on his back!
The blood flowed into a stream in mid-air, flowing into the black clouds as if spiritual.
The black clouds expanded and contracted for a moment, then returned to normal.
I don’t know if it’s an illusion.
The color of the black clouds at this moment seemed to be darker than before.
"Dirty blood..."
The people in the black cloud murmured in disgust and waved their hands before leaving. The blazing flame enveloped Zhou Yuanhua's body and burned it to death.
…
In Qingfeng Temple, Ling Xiao's magic power was almost restored, so he stood up and opened the courtyard door.
Whooped.
The Taoist boys guarding the door rushed in!
"Donor Ling, thank you for your help just now!" As soon as Zhong Xiaoling stepped into the small courtyard, he bowed deeply with a sincere expression.
"yes!"
"If you hadn't come here, we would have definitely brought shame to the master..."
The Taoist boys said gratefully.
After witnessing the two battles between Ling Xiao and Songshan Sword Sect, the Taoists knew very well that they would never be able to defeat Zhou Yuanhua and others.
Ling Xiao looked at the sincere faces in front of him, smiled, and said, "It's useless to say this. If you don't want to be bullied, you have to become stronger, right?"
The Taoist boys looked at each other.
Since they were young, they have accepted the concept of cultivating Taoism and doing good. No one has ever said this to them, and they don't know how to answer for a while.
Ling Xiao had no choice but to say: "You come here, don't you just want to say thank you to me? If you have any questions, just tell me!"
The Taoist boys woke up from their dream and rushed to raise their hands.
"I, I, I..."
[It’s been a long time since it was so lively, hehehe...]
The old locust tree sighed.
By the time Ling Xiao answered the Taoist boys' questions about making talismans, more than two hours had passed.
He Fang pulled out and wiped his sweat, only to find that there was another person in the yard.
Xuanjizi was sitting alone sipping tea. After meeting his gaze, he smiled and said, "Donor Ling, please do as you please. Don't pay attention to the poor fellow."
Ling Xiao smiled and nodded, then sat down opposite Xuanjizi, took out the talisman-making tools, and began to draw the talisman.
I have accumulated talismans for more than half a year, but today I used 70% of them in one go. I need to replenish them urgently.
However, Ling Xiao didn't feel distressed at all.
After stealing lessons from Qingfengguan for so long, it is only natural to give back.
Besides, he really didn't like the Songshan Sword Sect.
After half an hour, call it a day!
Ling Xiao put away the five drawn wind blade talismans with satisfaction.
"Taoist Master, I'm leaving first."
He said hello to Xuanjizi and prepared to go down the mountain.
It's noon, and it's time to go to the Moqu Mountains to fight.
His daily schedule is so fulfilling!
"Donor Ling, stop!"
Unexpectedly, Xuanjizi called him and handed him a jade slip.
Ling Xiao took it and looked at the other party in surprise.
"The jade slips record Qingfeng Guan's little thoughts on talismans, which may help the donor avoid some detours." Xuan Jizi said with a smile.
Ling Xiao's consciousness penetrated into the jade slip and he couldn't help but be overjoyed when he saw clearly the three big characters in the title.
Talisman!
He quickly put away the jade slips, was silent for a moment, and suddenly sighed: "I don't know how to repay you!"
Xuanjizi laughed and said, "Simple, bring more fish here tomorrow! For some reason, the fish you bring are much more delicious than those outside."
Ling Xiao laughed dumbly, handed over his hands and left.
…
Go down the mountain, sacrifice the flying sword, and go to the Moqu Mountains.
On the way, Ling Xiao's mind was immersed in the jade slips, pondering over the practice of the talisman.
This spell is indeed what the old cypress said. It allows the monks to still control the operation of the spell after the spell leaves their hands, such as turning to pursue the enemy, or condensing without firing, looking for opportunities to detonate, etc.
It is not much different from what Ling Xiao realized, except that the royal talisman in the jade slip has become a system, making it easier to practice.
If it only has this ability, the talisman control spell can only be regarded as a small skill. As the cultivation level increases, every monk can understand it more or less.
For Foundation Establishment monks, this is a basic rule for driving mana and spiritual consciousness, and there is nothing to be surprised about.
The biggest feature of the Talisman Control Spell is that after the spell is cast, the power of the talisman can be increased by 10%!
This is amazing!
Ling Xiao was speechless.
He always thought that the power of the talisman was fixed the moment it was drawn.
I never expected that during the casting stage, the power of the talisman could be increased!
Although it's only about 10%, if each one increases by 10%, it would be extremely impressive!
Ling Xiao swallowed his saliva and gained a deeper understanding of Qingfeng Guan's attainments in talismans.
It is indeed a sect that has been passed down for thousands of years.
He immediately started practicing.
As Old Baishu said, the Talisman Control Spell is very simple, and Ling Xiao successfully mastered this spell after only trying it a few times.
He tried using the talisman spell to drive a fireball talisman and hit it on the wilderness ground.
boom!
A huge mushroom cloud rose into the sky!
Ling Xiao's eyebrows rose with joy.
The power has really improved.
"sharp!"
After practicing a few more times, he got the hang of it.
"What is the Five Thunders Zhengfa?"
Seeing the end of the jade slip, Ling Xiao muttered to himself in confusion.
At the end of the jade slip, there is a note that if the [Five Thunder Zhengfa] is activated with the Royal Talisman, its power can even be increased by more than 20%!
Ling Xiao guessed that it must be related to the inheritance of Qingfeng Temple, so he didn't think about it.
While thinking, the Moqu Mountains appeared on the horizon.
Ling Xiao restrained his useless thoughts, straightened his appearance, harnessed the light of his sword, and turned it into a shockwave and flew away.
Arrive at Moqu Mountains.
However, there were many people gathered at the entrance at this moment.
Ling Xiao was surprised and descended to escape the light.
If you look carefully, you can see that there are two groups of people confronting each other. One of them is wearing a pine leaf jade pendant around his waist, which makes Ling Xiao secretly sigh for bad luck.
It’s the Songshan Sword Sect again!
"What qualifications does the Songshan Sword Sect have to reserve the entire Magic Qu Mountains?!"
"Aren't you afraid of causing public outrage by acting so wantonly?"
The people on the other side were all filled with righteous indignation and angrily scolded the disciples of the Songshan Sword Sect.
There are far more of them than Songshan Sword Sect, but their cultivation levels are uneven, and most of them are below the sixth level of Qi Refining.
On the other hand, the Songshan Sword Sect had only three people at the seventh level of Qi Refining, but their aura was actually more powerful than that of the casual cultivators.
"This sect never said we wouldn't let you in, but now most of the people in the mountain are our disciples. In order to avoid accidental injuries, I would like to ask you to wear tokens so that you can recognize each other!"
A Songshan Sword Sect disciple said coldly.
The casual cultivators refused to give up and said angrily: "You fart! Then why do you want us to spend money to buy tokens?!"
