No wonder Han Feng is so excited, because purple talisman paper is a must-have for drawing ninth-grade talismans and above, otherwise it will not be successful. No matter where it is traded, a piece of purple talisman paper can be worth nearly a thousand spiritual stones, and it is often priceless.
Han Feng took it seriously and put it into the storage bag in his arms. I'm afraid it won't be used in the short term.
After Han Feng's first success, his confidence doubled, and he continued to use purple and gold bamboo to make talisman paper. He was busy for dozens of days. Although he could not produce purple talisman paper every time, he still made a total of nine A purple talisman paper.
One day when he was still immersed in making talisman paper, his identity jade tag began to beep. He ignored it and held on until the furnace was successfully opened. Then he took out the jade tag and saw that it was the one issued by Elder Mu. Information coming over.
Han Feng looked at it carefully, pondered for a moment, stood up, tidied up a little, and then went out to the Giant Spirit Peak.
Giant Spirit Peak towers into the clouds, and its aura is overwhelming. It is much richer than Yuling Peak where Han Feng and other outer disciples live. It is a place where elders or some outstanding Talisman masters live and practice.
Yuling Peak is no less than fifty miles away from Julingfeng. It took Han Feng about a quarter of an hour to reach the foot of this giant peak. After communicating with the fellow disciples stationed at the foot of the mountain to confirm his identity, he quickly walked along the green Climb up the stone-paved steps, and there are various elegant buildings built on both sides along the way. There are buildings and pavilions, forests of pines and cypresses, and clusters of bamboos. The aura is like clouds and mist, ever-changing, lingering around. The scenery among the mountains and rocks is extremely beautiful.
While admiring the beautiful scenery, Han Feng walked up quickly. Within a stick of incense, he passed through the thick clouds and came to the peak platform. Looking around, he saw that it was as smooth as a mirror and shining, covering a thousand acres. It is large, and there are five main halls built in the distance, with different heights and green bricks and green tiles. There are mirror reflections below and auspicious clouds above. They are as beautiful as a fairyland.
Han Feng secretly admired him in his heart. At this moment, Elder Mu's voice suddenly came to his ears. It was as gentle as jade and softly entered his ears: "Little guy, why are you still standing there? Hurry up and come into the left side hall."
Han Feng's face straightened, and he quickly walked towards the left side hall. In a moment, he went to the open door of the left side hall and walked in.
Elder Mu, who had white hair and beard, was sitting in the main seat of the hall. He looked at Han Feng who walked in and pointed to a seat on the right for him to sit down.
Han Feng saluted respectfully and sat down.
"Han Feng, you are already able to refine third-grade talismans, right?" Elder Mu asked straight to the point without any nonsense.
Han Feng was stunned for a moment, then realized what he was doing, nodded and said with a smile: "The elder is aware of everything, and the disciple is indeed able to draw the third-grade talisman."
"That's good." Elder Mu's eyes lit up slightly, he nodded, paused briefly, and then said: "Recently, a beast tide occurred deep in the Jianyun Mountains, which caused one of our spiritual stone vein mining cities to be destroyed. It was destroyed. Even the teleportation circle was severely damaged. A group of Talisman Masters needed to be assigned to repair it. Talisman Masters of Grade 3 and above who had no other tasks recently have all gone there one after another, but manpower is still in short supply. You can also go there and wait until it is successfully completed. , I will mark your merit and give you a chance to enter the Tai Chi Cave."
Han Feng's eyes lit up. Tai Chi Cave is a treasure that Sanye Sect Talisman Masters dream of. Practicing there can improve the Talisman Master's understanding of talisman making. Generally, people who encounter bottlenecks can make breakthroughs there, and there are even surprises. An unexpected gain.
"Thank you for your cultivation, elder, but I don't know when we will set off?" Han Feng stood up, cupped his fists and saluted, and asked respectfully.
"It's thousands of miles away from our sect. We'll encounter many alien beasts and even Yuan beasts along the way, so we have to form a team to get there. It's estimated that we'll have to wait another month before we can make the trip. I'll let you know then." Elder Mu said in detail.
"Okay!" Han Feng nodded, and then said: "If the elder has no other arrangements, the disciple will go back and prepare first."
"Haha, don't leave in a hurry. In the last apprentice competition, you helped our Northern Spirit Talisman Hall win first place in the competition, and I haven't given you a reward yet." Elder Mu smiled, ignoring Han Feng's surprised expression. Suddenly, he touched the cyan ring on his finger, and his spiritual light shone slightly. A long wooden box appeared in his hand, and he threw it directly to Han Feng.
Han Feng quickly followed up and said hesitantly: "Elder, didn't the sect reward me with an extra 100,000 contribution points before?"
"Haha, that was lost to you by Elder Zhou from the Southern Spirit Talisman Hall. He also lost an eighth-grade talisman to me. You deserve this. Take it quickly and go!" Elder Mu couldn't help but laugh loudly when he heard this. When he smiled, it was clear that he felt very happy when he remembered the scene of the apprentice competition a few years ago.
Han Feng suddenly realized that it was no wonder that Elder Mu took such good care of him. It turned out that there were also these reasons. He couldn't help but feel relieved. He bowed to Elder Mu again, then turned around and left with the things that Elder Mu had rewarded.
Han Feng returned to his courtyard in less than half an hour and opened the items awarded by Elder Mu in the talisman-making room. Suddenly, a surge of spiritual pressure spread. He felt like a hill was pressing down on him, and his breathing changed. It was a little difficult, but fortunately, this feeling disappeared after the golden light in the long wooden box slowly converged.
He raised his eyes to look at the thing inside, and suddenly it was a talisman. The dark light flowed, and it seemed that the seal had amazing power.
This is a talisman of grade four or above!
Han Feng immediately recognized the extraordinary quality of this talisman, but he was not sure what grade it was.
Han Feng couldn't directly ask Elder Mu at that time, but he had to know the grade of the talisman and how to use it, otherwise it would be useless.
After some thought, he had no choice but to look for Murong Can, the know-it-all.
Not long after, he arrived at Murong Can's Bailian Peak.
In Murong Can's living room, the two of them sat separately as guest and host, drinking the fragrant tea in silence, without speaking for a long time.
"Junior Brother Han is here. Could it be that he came to drink tea with me? But you haven't spoken for a long time. Is it appropriate for us two grown men to live in the same room? Hehe!" Murong Can took a sip of tea and smiled. said.
"Do you have any introduction to talismans of grade five or above? There is no need for drawing methods, just books describing various talismans with pictures and texts." Han Feng ignored his joke and asked directly.
"What do you want this for? Is it possible that you have a fifth-grade or above talisman in your hand?" Murong Can's eyes lit up and he immediately reacted and asked.
Han Feng rolled his eyes and said calmly: "You just need to answer yes!"
"Hey, Junior Brother Han knows how to hide his secrets. Bring it here. Even if it's an eighth-grade talisman, I won't take it from you!" Murong Can raised the corner of his mouth and waved his hand.
Han Feng thought about it and realized that it was right. With Murong Can's wealth and background, there was no need to worry about Murong Can having other thoughts. Han Feng immediately took out the long wooden box and threw it to him.
Murong Can was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect Han Feng to be so cheerful. He was just provoking him a moment ago. Seeing this, his expression became serious. He gently opened the long wooden box, and the spiritual pressure spread and enveloped all directions. It took a while to return to normal. Inside the wooden box lay a golden talisman, filled with astonishing fluctuations in talisman power.
