The two of them spoke urgently and sincerely to each other.
Liu Junhuan bit his teeth gently, his eyes were covered with mist, and he bowed deeply, saying: "Grandpa Kui, Uncle Bai, Junhuan has been blessed by your blessings for half his life, and he will never be able to repay you for the rest of his life!"
Kui Jieyuan and Bai Xiang's expressions changed slightly.
The two of them had watched Liu Junhuan grow up and understood her every word and deed very well. At this moment, they could actually hear a hint of determination from her mouth!
"Jun Huan, this is a serious matter, don't be impulsive!" Kui Jieyuan said anxiously.
"If something happens to you, how can Mr. Kui and I have the face to meet your parents who are so humble?" Bai Xiang also said the same.
"Well..." Liu Junhuan wiped the corner of his eyes and smiled sadly, "Don't worry, I won't mess around. Even if I can't participate in this round of Dawn Trial, isn't there another round? Over at Qianlong Guard, there has been a lot of trouble recently. I have taken in a few talented children, and they will definitely be able to help me in ten years!"
"I will definitely live well and avenge my parents!"
Liu Junhuan's decisive words sounded so sad in the ears of Bai Xiang and Kui Jieyuan.
The two looked at each other and couldn't help but smile bitterly.
It is certainly a way to participate again after ten years, but can Liu Junhuan really wait until that day?
Cultivation also depends on age!
After thirty years of age, the body bids farewell to its peak, and the spiritual roots have not been tempered by spiritual energy for a long time. If you start from scratch at this time, the effect of absorbing spiritual energy will be greatly reduced!
That is what is called: the right age for cultivating immortality.
Whether it is refining Qi or building foundation, they are all the foundation of the path to immortality. Only by practicing at the right age can the foundation be laid stronger!
The most common example is Qingfengguan.
The geniuses of Qingfengguan in the past have all pursued the so-called "Tiandao foundation building", but without exception, before reaching the age of 60, they gave up with half a lifetime of regrets, and then chose the method of foundation building under the heavenly grade.
For example, Xuanjizi.
It's not that Xuanjizi and others don't have perseverance, but that at their age, even if the Heavenly Dao foundation is successfully built, the effect of future cultivation may not be better than low-quality foundation building.
In this case, it is better to leave hope to the next generation of disciples.
But now, this problem falls on Liu Junhuan.
Unable to embark on the path of cultivating immortality at the right age, even if Liu Junhuan has a body of the netherworld, his future achievements will be greatly limited!
What's more, who can guarantee that there will be a suitable candidate ten years from now?
"Anyway, try your best to find one! Fortunately, there are still three months until the Dawn Trial. Try to find a suitable candidate before then!"
The rain falls, and the plantain stands.
The wind blows on the trees, and the leaves are whirling.
The three of them looked at each other speechlessly.
…
Ling Xiao worked all night, turning the special materials he bought into blood ink and talisman paper, then stared at the remaining materials and pondered in silence.
He still lacks a talisman with special attributes.
Making talisman pens is also one of the skills of a talisman maker, but it requires the use of weapon refining techniques. Ling Xiao currently knows nothing about this aspect.
Studying now?
When Ling Xiao thought of this, he couldn't help but shudder.
Making talisman pens is different from blood ink and talisman paper. It is a more delicate job and requires a lot of practice to gain anything!
He doesn't have the time!
"That's all, spend some money!"
Ling Xiao made up his mind.
Leave professional matters to professionals, he would rather spend some money.
Master Hu has been refining weapons all his life, making talisman pens is a piece of cake.
As for Ling Xiao, it’s not too late to learn how to make talisman pens after building the foundation!
Rolling up his sleeves, Ling Xiao started making talismans.
It was better to rush out the batch of talismans promised to the county prince's palace as soon as possible, which was a worry.
After that, he will start studying the production of ice and wind talismans.
As for the Five Thunder Zhengfa, you have almost learned the first-level talisman, and you can just continue to consolidate it in the future.
Ling Xiao plunged into the sea of symbols.
The days of hard work have begun!
He is like a clockwork machine. Apart from taking care of his daily routine, he does not stop at all other times. He is completely absorbed in drawing talismans. He even delays his practice and directly swallows various pills and spiritual wine as supplements.
…
The tip of the pen flicked beautifully, outlining the agile strokes. The blood ink dried quickly, and the talisman shone with a faint fluorescence, indicating that the drawing was completed.
Ling Xiao let out a long breath.
Suddenly, he felt a terrible pain in his arm, and he could no longer hold the pen firmly, and it fell on the table with a splat.
The muscles in the entire arm are spasming!
【You deserve it! 】
[Forget it, the whole arm is useless, hee hee! 】
[How could he be so crazy about making talismans? He really wants money rather than his life! 】
Of course, all the spiritual grasses would not let go of this opportunity to add insult to injury and tried their best to ridicule him.
Ling Xiao applied some medicine and finally felt better. He couldn't help but smile bitterly: "It's just this time, it won't happen next time."
He continued to draw the talisman for three whole days!
Ling Xiao was very sure that if he continued to draw, his arm would not be as simple as a muscle cramp. It would probably be completely disabled as Lingcao said!
Now, that's the limit.
Correspondingly, the results are also remarkable.
Ling Xiao completed the drawing of the remaining 170 intermediate talismans!
If Xiao Pingsheng and his wife knew about this, they would probably be frightened to death!
In three days, I drew 170 intermediate talismans. This speed and efficiency can be called demon possession!
Never before had a Talisman Maker been able to complete such an intense work.
This is also related to the fact that Ling Xiao is a body-building monk.
Even if other Talisman Makers had the energy and perseverance to do it, their bodies would not be able to bear it.
Now it seems that there are no advantages for a body-forging monk to be a talisman maker!
Ling Xiao thought this, smiled slightly, and quickly sat down cross-legged.
He delayed his cultivation for three days and relied almost exclusively on pills and spiritual wine to maintain his spiritual energy intake. The most important thing now was to quickly digest the accumulated spiritual energy!
At midnight.
Ling Xiao boarded the carriage heading to the black market.
After getting out of the car, he was keenly aware that something was wrong with the atmosphere in the black market.
The entire street seemed to be shrouded in heavy clouds. Every monk walking there had eyes as sharp as an eagle, constantly scanning the surroundings.
As soon as he appeared, Ling Xiao felt dozens of eyes falling on him, showing sharp scrutiny and a touch of hostility.
He frowned secretly.
Most of these eyes were looking at the rabbit mask on his face.
Zifengtai and Songshan Sword Sect jointly offered a sky-high reward of 600,000 spirit stones to find the murderer.
One of the most distinctive features of the murderer is the fox mask!
In today’s black market, how can anyone dare to go out wearing a mask for fear of being spotted? That’s not fun!
Ling Xiao is the first.
Several monks exchanged glances and immediately joined forces to surround them.
"Friend, take off your mask and reveal your true face!"
"We suspect that you are the murderer of Princess Xiao Yue. Hand over the storage bag. We will check whether there is a mask and a murder weapon!"
Several people's figures flashed, surrounded Ling Xiao in the center, and shouted maliciously.
At the same time, the cold and sinister murderous intent was firmly locked on Ling Xiao to prevent the latter from escaping violently!
Seeing someone taking action, the monks showed excitement and gathered around. In an instant, the place was packed to the brim.
The face under Ling Xiao's mask suddenly turned gloomy!
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