The next day, noon.
"Uncle Tang and Junior Sister, have you already set off?" Liu Yucai got into the tent, and Zhao Wumei came up and asked.
"Yes!" Liu Yu nodded. Just now, Tang Hao and his daughter had set off back to Huangsheng Mountain with the escort ship.
"Junior brother, since Junior Sister Tang has returned to the sect, how about we form a team in the future?" Zhao Wumei looked at Liu Yu with a hint of hope.
In normal battles, Junior Brother Liu is always paired with Junior Sister Tang. Now that Junior Sister Tang has suddenly returned to Huangsheng Mountain, Zhao Wumei wants to be paired with Liu Yu. In recent months, he has seen the strength of Junior Brother Liu. In his eyes, not to mention other things, he said that Junior Brother Liu's "sword control skills" were strangely quick and extremely fast, and he obviously had a secret skill.
If they can be grouped together with Junior Brother Liu, the chance of surviving the battlefield will be higher. Zhao Wumei already had this idea in his mind when he heard Liu Yu mention Junior Sister Tang's return to Huangsheng Mountain yesterday.
"Thank you, senior brother, for taking care of me!" Liu Yu agreed without thinking too much.
Looking up inside the camp, there are all unfamiliar faces whether they are meditating or chatting. After recent months of fighting, apart from the departed Tang Hao and his daughter, Liu Yu himself and Zhao Wumei are the only ones left in the original "Wind Blade Team". Mu's cultivation is at the eighth level of Qi training, and he is still alive today, which is naturally why he is outstanding.
In addition to having rich combat experience, he is also an acquaintance, and he is easy to work with. He is a very good candidate, and Liu Yu will naturally not refuse.
"When we practice tomorrow, I'll go talk to Master Li as a brother." Seeing Liu Yu's response, Zhao Wumei's face suddenly showed joy. During the battle, they worked in teams of two, one attacking and the other assisting. A reliable teammate is a matter of life and death. Junior Brother Liu's strength Tough, how could he not be happy.
"Which fellow Taoist is Liu Yu?" At this time, a young Lingbing Palace disciple wearing a snow-colored Taoist robe opened the curtain and shouted loudly.
"I'm just wondering what's wrong with you, friend?" Seeing that he was looking for him, Liu Yu stood up and responded with a confused look on his face.
"Do fellow Taoists know how to draw talismans?" The visitor saw that Liu Yu was a bit young and was afraid of finding the wrong person, so he asked cautiously.
"I understand a little bit!" Liu Yu nodded and replied.
"That's right. Fellow Taoist, please clean up and follow me to the Talisman Drawing Office to report!" After confirming that it was correct, the Lingbing Palace disciple said directly.
""Character Painting Institute"?" Liu Yu couldn't help but be stunned.
"The abbreviation of the Logistics Talisman Drawing Department. Fellow Daoist has been transferred from the Pioneer Battalion to our institute as the "talisman master". You only need to concentrate on drawing the talisman, and there is no need to charge into battle. Congratulations!" The Lingbing Palace disciple explained with a chuckle.
"Fellow Taoist, hurry up and clean up!" Seeing that Liu Yu was still stunned, the visitor couldn't help but urge him.
"Oh! There's nothing to deal with, please ask senior brother to lead the way!" Liu Yu came back to his senses, with a look of ecstasy on his face, and said somewhat incoherently.
"Let's go then!" The young Lingbing Palace disciple immediately left the camp.
"Senior brothers, take care!" Liu Yu bowed his hands to everyone in the tent, turned around and followed.
Zhao Wumei and others in the tent were all shocked. They followed Liu Yu out of the tent. After saying goodbye for a while, everyone fell into silence as they watched Liu Yu's leaving figure. Zhao Wumei didn't know what other people thought. He should have been there for Junior Brother Liu. He was happy, but at this time he felt a little disappointed.
Liu Yu followed this man through the dotted tents. After a stick of incense, he came to three long green wooden houses at the back of the camp. The former took Liu Yu directly into the leftmost one. There are two large rows of sandalwood talisman tables placed side by side in the room. Behind the talisman tables sit disciples of the Lingbing Palace who are concentrating on drawing talismans.
"Master, we've brought him here." The young Lingbing Palace disciple walked up to an old man and said respectfully.
"Disciple Liu Yu, I have met my uncle." Liu Yu followed Zuo and bowed to him.
"No need to be polite, nephew, who is your master from your sect?" The old man nodded to Liu Yu and asked.
"Uncle, my master's Taoist name is Xuan Liang." Liu Yu immediately replied.
"'Xuanliang'?" The old man frowned slightly, and then said with a chuckle: "My nephew must have come from the Liu family in Jin Dynasty. The poor Taoist met the noble "Qingyao Taoist" several times..."
"Uncle, I have misunderstood! My disciple is from the Yue Kingdom, a descendant of the mortal race." Seeing the old man's misunderstanding, Liu Yu's face turned red and she hurriedly explained. The "Liu family of Jin" mentioned by the old man refers to the Liu family of the Jin Kingdom. Jin is one of the tributary states of the Huang Sheng Sect and is a famous and noble family that cultivates immortality. Liu Yu does not dare to pretend to identify it.
The old man couldn't help but be stunned. This boy was neither from a famous family nor from a famous family, so why would Senior Brother Wei name him and transfer him to the "Fu Painting Institute"? You must know that the "Fu Painting Institute" now has too many monks and few places, and the number of places is limited.
For this sect war, Lingbing Palace was fully prepared. Before the war, nearly a million spiritual talismans of all levels were transported to Woma Lake. They originally wanted to attack the weak with their long strength and kill the always barren Tianluo Tantric Sect, but they never thought that Tianluo Tantric Sect would be able to defeat the weak. The Luo people went to great lengths to save a large amount of spiritual talismans.
Every time the two sides fight, a large amount of spiritual talismans will be consumed. After the confrontation in recent months, the finished spiritual talismans stored in Lingbing Palace have been almost exhausted. Half a month ago, the master of Lingbing Palace, "Fairy Xuanjiu", ordered the establishment of a "Painting Talisman Institute" and mobilized sects. The elite "talisman masters" of the sect work day and night to draw magical talismans for the sect to fight.
After becoming a talisman master in the "Character Painting Institute", you only need to concentrate on painting talismans, and there is no need to go into battle in the event of a war. It can be said that there is no risk at all. The various immortal cultivators in Lingbing Palace will naturally divide up the few places in the "Character Painting Institute" so that everyone can Potential Talisman Masters of this clan avoid the flames of war.
Even if a noble cultivator family cultivates an excellent Talisman Master, the amount of spiritual stones spent is not a small amount. If he dies in battle, he will really lose all his money. It can be seen from this that not everyone can be transferred to the "Character Painting Institute".
Although the sect's supplies arrived at the camp with the reinforcement fleet the day before yesterday, and a large amount of talisman-painting spiritual materials were transported, and the "talisman-painting institute" therefore added twenty places, but how could someone like this guy, who has no background and is not a disciple of the sect, do this? Being suddenly transferred to the "Character Painting Institute", the old man frowned, puzzled.
"What kind of spiritual talismans can my nephew draw now? Tell me about it." The old man frowned and glanced at Liu Yu before continuing to ask.
"Disciples can draw up to third-level spiritual talismans, which are the third-level primary "Qi Shield Talisman", the third-level primary "Wooden Qi Healing Talisman", the third-level intermediate "Giant Flame Bullet" and the third-level advanced "Hidden Breath Talisman", and also master thirty-eight Planting second-grade spiritual talismans are..." Liu Yu told the truth one by one about the types of talismans he had mastered.
"Seriously?" the old man asked casually with some disbelief.
"There are no lies. If Master doesn't believe it, I can draw a talisman on the spot to demonstrate." Liu Yu replied quickly.
"It's not necessary!" The old man couldn't help but take a deep look at Liu Yu. At such a young age, he could draw dozens of kinds of spiritual talismans, including third-grade spiritual talismans. He was no worse than the talisman masters carefully trained by the major families in the house, but just by virtue of This is still not enough for Senior Brother Wei to make an exception and transfer non-sect disciples to the "Fu Painting Institute".
"Senior nephew, you and Wei... forget it, just follow me." The old man thought for a while, and the only explanation was that he knew Senior Brother Wei and had a close relationship with him. He wanted to ask, but in the end he decided After giving up this idea, I couldn't help but laugh at myself: When did everything get so troubled?
"Master Nephew, you will draw the talisman on this table. Today, you will draw the second-grade "Qi Shield Talisman". The spiritual materials will be sent to you later. Someone will notify you of the specific type of talisman to be drawn in the future. Just follow the arrangements. The war is urgent, don’t be lazy, do you understand?" The old man led Liu Yu to an empty table and said in a stern tone.
"Disciple, please remember!" Liu Yu solemnly replied. Although he was transferred here for unknown reasons, Liu Yu did not want to be kicked back to the Pioneer Camp to be used as cannon fodder.
