Especially this time, with Ximentian's breakthrough, the Moyun Sect reached the sky in one step, completely throwing away the other overlord of the East Eight Branches, the Luo Ming Sect.
Some time ago, Han Feng did not wander around Moyun City in vain. He also did some research on the power distribution of the East Eight Branches.
Luo Ming Sect is a sect that mainly focuses on alchemy, and it also does business in the entire branch line. It even has a lot of business dealings with the sects in the main line. It has extremely strong financial resources, but its combat power is also fierce. There are five great elders in the realm of perfect elixir formation.
More importantly, the sect that ruled the East Eight Branches for a long time a hundred thousand years ago was the Luo Ming Sect. However, they failed to take root in the main line of the Jianyun Mountain Range and eventually retreated and could only live in the East. Eight branches.
Even so, during those years, they still accumulated wealth beyond the imagination of other sects. However, after their psychic ancestor passed away, they have not been able to cultivate another psychic lord. Therefore, It can be seen how difficult it is for an ordinary monk to break through to the psychic realm.
Therefore, Han Feng became more determined to join the Moyun Sect, but he did not expect that the Moyun Sect would not dare to accept him after all.
At the moment before, he felt really sorry, but there was nothing he could do about it. At this juncture, it was understandable that the other party did not dare to risk the disapproval of the world.
Now Ximen Dongqing took the initiative to take him to Moyun Mountain, which really made him feel a little excited. He was in a state of anxiety, and it was rare to feel nervous.
"call……"
A gust of wind passed by, and Ximen Holly carried Han Feng and landed on the platform of one of the peaks of Moyun Mountain. There were three buildings standing there. Each building was decorated with carved dragons and painted phoenixes. They were magnificent and covered an extremely large area, enough to count. Nearly a hundred feet in radius.
This is one of the important places of Moyun Sect, and it is naturally guarded by experts. Before Ximen Dongqing has landed, dozens of monks wearing armor from the realm of Guiyuan Perfection have gathered here, patrolling in the air and on the ground. Tight protection.
However, they seemed to have received the order in advance and did not block the landing of Ximen Dongqing and Han Feng. One of the leaders on the ground even took the initiative to fly over and saluted Ximen Dongqing with his hands clasped in fists and said: "I have seen the great elder Dongqing, the sect leader." Just wait in Ziyun Palace, please come with me!"
Ximen Dongqing nodded and led Han Feng to follow him.
Han Feng glanced at the leader and found that he was wearing sparkling armor with dense rune patterns flashing all over his body. It was obvious that this armor was not an ordinary thing. This leader was obviously only in the fake elixir realm. His cultivation level gives the impression that it is much higher. Although it is far from being as good as the monks at the Core Formation Realm, it is comparable to the top twenty people in Dachuan City in the White Crocodile River Basin.
This is not simple, and I don’t know how the Moyun Sect created such a magical armor.
Not long after, a group of three of them arrived in front of Ziyun Palace. The door of the hall was open at this moment. After the leader led them here, he retired first. Even though he, as one of the guard leaders, was not allowed to give orders. , and cannot enter it.
Ximen Dongqing stepped in directly, followed closely by Han Feng.
The hall was completely empty, with only a purple desk placed in the center, and nothing else.
However, there was a middle-aged man wearing brocade clothes and an extremely ordinary appearance standing in front of the case. He looked over with a smile in his eyes, nodded to Ximen Dongqing, then looked at Han Feng and praised with a smile. He said: "You must be Han Feng, you really have a good soul."
"Han Feng, he is Long Ziyun, the sect leader of our Moyun Sect." Ximen Dongqing first saluted the middle-aged man and then introduced him to Han Feng.
Han Feng smiled slightly, and his nervousness disappeared as soon as he entered. He cupped his fists and cupped his hands to Long Ziyun, and said, "I have met Sect Master Long."
"I heard from Dongqing that your success rate in drawing the ninth-grade talisman is extremely high, almost 100%, and it's super fast. I wonder if you can demonstrate it live? Of course, if you find it inconvenient, we won't force it, I will do it myself I will send you away from here, and I will not make things difficult for you again. The world is vast for you to roam!" Long Ziyun said straight to the point without any nonsense.
Han Feng composed himself, remained silent for a while, and responded: "There are no secrets in my talismans. They are all things I have learned over the years. You can watch them here."
"Then let's get started." Long Ziyun nodded and immediately stepped aside to free up the desk for him.
Han Feng stepped forward, reached out and lightly touched the storage ring, and took out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone. He used the same tools he used in earlier years, but the talisman paper was replaced by purple talisman paper.
When drawing talismans of grade nine or above, only purple talisman paper can withstand it, otherwise it cannot carry such a strong power. If gold talisman paper is used, it will easily collapse.
Han Feng was familiar with the road, unfolded the purple talisman paper, dipped his pen in ink, and started to draw the ninth-grade talisman, which was another spiritual marsh talisman.
This talisman is a siege type talisman. It is relatively less explosive and easy to control. He is the most skilled. He moves like clouds and flowing water. The talisman path appears on the purple talisman paper with great momentum. Before it is formed, it attracts a large amount of spiritual energy. Among them, it shines brightly.
Long Ziyun seemed to be a great talisman master, staring at Han Feng's drawings with sharp eyes, nodding and shaking his head from time to time, not knowing what he was thinking.
Ximen Dongqing didn't understand the Tao of Talisman, but he had been exposed to it since he was a child. He was amazed when he saw Han Feng's various mysterious techniques. Especially when he saw Han Feng's completely immersed expression, he nodded secretly.
Only with such obsessive devotion can it be possible to achieve unity and make his talisman path go further.
Ximen Dongqing has a deep understanding of this. She is also so obsessed with it during her practice, and can always enter a state of complete selflessness.
At this moment, Han Feng almost forgot about his situation. Holding the talisman pen in his hand, he was outlining the talisman path like flying dragons and phoenixes, crossing all kinds of strange obstacles in mountains, rivers, deserts and abyss, and finally came to the final stage.
The nine-layer thunder and lightning area lay in front of him. He rushed over without fear with a talisman pen in hand, using various methods to force his way through the lightning chops.
"Buzz..."
There was a strange sound, the spiritual energy in the hall was rolled back, the talisman light was released, and the vast power was finally sealed in a piece of talisman paper.
The ninth-level talisman, the Spirit Marsh Talisman, is ready!
Han Feng put away his pen, pocketed the ninth-grade talisman whose power had been completely restrained, and then continued to draw the next ninth-grade talisman.
