"Why do you say that the origin of my talisman is unknown?" Jiang Ling'er asked.
More and more eyes were falling on her, including those with suspicion, sympathy, ridicule, disdain, and ill-intentions. It seemed that things could not go well today.
A weak woman with low cultivation level possesses several talismans. Even a fool knows what fate awaits her.
"In the early stages of Qi training, there are no talisman cards. Do you still have any questions?" The manager was very disdainful at her rhetorical question and waved his hand impatiently, "Why don't you get out of here? Find someone to beat her out!"
Jiang Ling'er looked at her coldly without saying a word.
The casual cultivators in Guiyuan Hall were happy to watch the excitement.
There were many instances of being humiliated by the administrators in Guiyuan Hall, but due to their cultivation, they would swallow their humiliation.
The monks invited by Guiyuan Hall to maintain order are all in the middle and late stages of Qi refining. Even if they can defeat them, most of the casual cultivators are just two or three people. If you can defeat one in the late stage of Qi refining, what about that group?
So they had no choice but to run out in despair. The remaining stubborn ones were beaten to the point of paralysis. The better ones ended up with internal injuries, and the worst ones had their pubic area disabled.
"It's such a pity for such a delicate fairy..."
"It's such a pity. You can take him back and raise him well after he's been beaten to death!"
"Fuck off, am I the one who's been taken advantage of?"
All she saw were a group of people in the middle stage of Qi refining. She and Xiaoxu had communicated their strategies and were ready to take action at any time.
"Are you Daoist Fellow Zhao?"
A tall figure appeared behind the manager. His hair, half white and half black, was combed to one side, and his light amber eyes looked straight at her like a hawk.
"Master Long!" The manager was shocked. She waved her hand quickly, and the other managers surrounding her dispersed.
"Master Long! What brought you here? If someone hadn't summoned me, I wouldn't have known you were here." The manager led the fat man out from behind the screen.
"Wang Fei, your subordinates," Master Long glanced at the manager next to the fat man Wang Fei, "You are so majestic!"
The manager was so flustered that he broke into a cold sweat, "You misunderstood, it's her, it's the fairy who didn't speak clearly. If I knew she was your distinguished guest, I wouldn't dare even if I had ten thousand courages!"
"Didn't you make it clear?" Jiang Ling'er smiled, "You slandered my talisman as having an unknown origin without any evidence. Do my words matter to you?"
The surrounding casual cultivators suddenly became excited. This is Master Long, one of the founders of the casual cultivators city, a great man who is determined to build a shelter building for the casual cultivators in the world!
"We have all seen it. You slander others before they have even finished speaking!"
"That's right. I look at people through my nostrils every day. Now I'm going to hit a brick wall!"
"I think these managers have been unhappy for a long time. Taoist fellows really made us angry!"
The direction of the wind suddenly changed. The person who had just spoken harshly wanted to hide in the ground, while those who were fighting for her were bold enough to speak out for her.
"You guys are talking nonsense! That high-level mission requires me to be a Talisman Master, don't you?" The manager knew that Wang Fei would not let her go, so he seemed to be willing to go all out and glared at her fiercely.
Rather than being punished by Wang Fei, it would be better to fall into the hands of Master Long and at least save a small life.
"I am."
The manager smiled. She glanced provocatively at Jiang Ling'er and smiled flatteringly at Master Long. "Master Long, look, how can a person who is in the early stage of Qi refining be a Talisman Master?"
With scrutinizing eyes like a falcon, he looked at Jiang Ling'er who was standing alone in the hall, "Fellow Daoist Zhao, is what you said true?"
She met the man's sharp gaze fearlessly and nodded.
"I'll take her to get the talisman. Do you have any other objections?" Long Fei looked at the manager and asked in a deep voice.
"Of course not. If she is really a Talisman Master, I swear I will never set foot in Sanxiu City again." The manager disagreed, looking at Jiang Ling'er with vague malice in his eyes, "What about Fellow Taoist, is the same true?"
Jiang Ling'er ignored the gossip of the people around her and looked at her coldly, "Of course."
Wang Fei's smile did not reach his eyes, he glanced at everyone with a sinister look, and slowly said: "Then I will bear witness for you two."
As soon as these words came out, the group of casual cultivators exploded.
"It's over now. With so many witnesses, Master Long can't even help her."
"There's something good to watch."
"That's not necessarily true. I think that girl is at the fourth level of Qi training at a young age. She must have good qualifications. What if she is a Talisman Master?"
"You're talking nonsense. I think you're out of your mind. If she is a Talisman Master, do you think those favored ones are just decorations? Talisman Masters are like cabbages. They can be found anywhere."
In addition to spending a lot of time and energy, Fu Zhidao also requires a certain amount of talent.
This creates a contradiction. People with good qualifications will focus more on practice, while people with poor qualifications and no hope of practice are not very talented. Even if they have time and energy, it will not help.
How high is the status of a Talisman Master? Anyone who has achieved something will go to Fuyuan Pavilion to pass the assessment and get a brand. Why come here to accept the task?
Jiang Linger followed Master Long, and the two were speechless for a moment.
"I heard Captain Chen, Zhu Zhu and others say thank you for the help you gave them, Fellow Daoist Zhao." Master Long regained his cold expression and softened his tone.
"We help each other. If Captain Chen and the others hadn't taken me into the city, I would still be lost in the woods." Jiang Ling'er smiled.
"I won't say any more polite words. I am Huang An's uncle, Huang Longqi. You can call me Dragon Master. The place I will take you to is called Fu Yuan Pavilion, which is responsible for assessing the level of Fu Masters."
The two walked through the long corridor filled with flowers. Jiang Ling'er looked at the small building pointed by the man with a look of surprise on her face.
Guiyuan Hall is located in the center of Sanxiu City. Most of the buildings here are splendid and magnificent, making Fuyuan Pavilion even more out of place.
"We have too few talisman masters in Sanxiu City, and the ones we have have been snatched away by major forces," Master Long smiled apologetically at her, "I first apologize to fellow Taoists, because I have no choice but to let you take the talisman cards to convince the public. "
"how you said that?"
"There are many forces in Sanxiu City. Although the manager looks inconspicuous, the relationships among the people who work there are very complicated. Take that fat man for example. He has nothing to do with me and will definitely find his way back to you. "
"Fellow Taoist will only have to face a lot more bad guys in the future. I won't always be by your side. But if you are from Fuyuan Pavilion, they will not touch you."
"Is Fuyuan Pavilion very powerful?"
"With Tianqing Sect behind you, if you pass the examination, you will be a disciple of the sect. Who dares to attack you?" Master Long smiled and looked at Jiang Ling'er who looked shocked.
While chatting, the two walked into a cold room.
The floor was stained with marks, but the windows were wide open, and the leaves shining golden in the sun outside were rustling in the wind.
The chirping of insects, the chirping of birds, the rustling of birds, and the quiet atmosphere of time.
An old man with silver hair was lying on a broken table and chair that had been used for who knows how many years.
He pillowed his head with his hands and was fast asleep.
Master Long reluctantly stepped forward and bowed, "Old Bai, I have a friend who wants to take part in the assessment."
The old man looked sleepy, glanced at the two of them, and waved his hands impatiently, "Get the number plate yourself, pick a room to hang it up, and just draw three talismans."
Jiang Ling'er chose a room No. 3. There were bookshelves on one side of the room, with stacks of yellowed talisman papers on them. In the middle was a large flat desk, filled with the props needed to draw talismans.
She closed the door and sat alone at the table.
She skillfully dipped her pen into the blood-saturated sand, and after drawing, she selected three of the ones she was most satisfied with, and put them in the basket after drying.
"Mr. Bai? She has finished the painting, please take a look at it."
The old man lying on the table opened one of his drooped eyelids. As soon as he saw the fire dragon talisman, his whole body jumped up.
It startled both of them.
"Did you draw this? Did you just draw it?" Bai Lao asked anxiously.
His eyes were shining, and his fingers carefully touched both ends of the talisman, "This is a high-level talisman. I never thought that I would be able to see a high-level talisman here in my lifetime, hahahaha!"
