"This guy didn't lie to me. He was really fast. It only took him three sticks of incense to complete the drawing of a ninth-grade talisman. Seeing how relaxed he was, he obviously didn't feel any pressure at all!" Ximen Dongqing curled his lips, a pair of beautiful eyes Her eyes became brighter, and she wanted to see how many ninth-grade talismans Han Feng could draw in one go.
Long Ziyun's eyes flickered, but he continued to stare closely, for fear of missing any detail.
Time passed quickly, and before I knew it, two or three hours had passed.
Han Feng was still drawing the talismans, while Ximen Dongqing and Long Ziyun stood aside and watched carefully, their eyes already filled with shock.
In less than three hours, Han Feng drew twelve ninth-grade talismans in succession without any failure. The whole process was like a dream, which was unbelievable.
Anyway, Ximen Dongqing has never seen anyone draw a ninth-grade talisman so quickly. She is also a well-informed person, and she was really surprised this time.
Long Ziyun's feelings were even deeper. After all, he was also a great talisman master. Although he was not a celestial talisman master, he could still draw tenth-grade talismans. However, when he drew ninth-grade talismans, his success rate was only about 30%. And if you can produce two or three pictures in a day, you are very lucky.
More importantly, he actually learned something during this process, which benefited him a lot. If he hadn't wanted to continue watching Han Feng's magical display, he might have gone to the secret room to draw the talismans on his own, and in time Realized.
"Snapped!"
When Han Feng drew three more ninth-grade talismans, the one he was drawing suddenly made a soft sound, and the spiritual light flashed, and the entire talisman paper burned. He woke up from that selfless state and raised his hand. With one press, the strength of the Dragon Subduing Realm was revealed, extinguishing the flames.
"It's a pity that the spiritual energy here is somewhat insufficient. Otherwise, we can continue to draw. Let's end it like this. I wonder what you two think?" Han Feng murmured, suddenly turned around, looked at Ximen Dongqing and Long Ziyun, and asked .
Ximen Dongqing's eyes were bright, and he turned to look at Long Ziyun calmly. Long Ziyun was stunned for a moment, and it took him a while to react, and said hurriedly: "This matter is not urgent at the moment, I will retreat for a while. Don’t leave, we’ll talk to you later!”
As he said that, he quickly ducked into the back hall and disappeared.
"Senior, is Master Long not satisfied?" Han Feng asked suspiciously.
"Haha, just wait. I don't know what he means. Anyway, our sect leader is also a talisman fanatic. Maybe his hands are itchy." Ximen Dongqing chuckled a few times, glanced at Han Feng, and finished speaking. , actually sat down cross-legged on the spot, closed his eyes and rested.
Han Feng saw that she didn't have the pretense of a powerful person who had perfected the pill formation, and was extremely free and easy by nature. He couldn't help but curse in his heart, but he couldn't help but feel a bit of respect.
He didn't have so many rules to begin with, so he naturally sat down on the spot and silently recovered the consumed soul power.
He drew fifteen ninth-level talismans in succession. Even as a person in the early stage of crystallization, he felt extremely hard. More than half of the soul power in the soul sea was consumed. It would probably take several hours to fully recover.
This is also one of the reasons why he can only draw twenty ninth-grade talismans a day. After all, it is impossible for him to completely exhaust his soul power. If he encounters any danger, he will have someone to rely on.
Of course, if there was a special technique that could quickly restore his soul power, maybe he wouldn't have such scruples, but it was a pity that he never found it.
In fact, this was one of the reasons that prompted him to consider joining the Moyun Sect.
As a sect based on Talisman Dao, Moyun Sect must have supporting soul-cultivation techniques in addition to some ancient talisman books, otherwise how could it become such a powerful sect.
When he was in the Sanye Sect, he had never heard that the Sanye Sect had a twelfth-grade great Talisman Master. He only heard about the so-called Tianfu Master for the first time after coming to the East Eight Branches.
Of course, it is also possible that because of his low cultivation level before, some secrets of the Sanye Sect could not reach his ears.
But no matter what, he felt that joining the Moyun Sect was his best choice at the moment. If he still wanted to leave, he had no choice but to find another way out.
He has now come to his senses. It is not appropriate to rashly return to the East Seventh Branch. He has been discovered by his enemies from the Sanye Sect and the disciples of the Situ Family. He will face an attack from the entire sect, even if he has many tricks. , but it is difficult for two fists to defeat four hands, so it is better to be cautious.
After the Liuyun Sect chased him, he finally understood that the true strength of a sect was beyond what a casual cultivator could resist. After all, it was a behemoth with tens of thousands of years of accumulation.
For some reason, Long Ziyun has been in seclusion for a long time and has not come out yet.
Han Feng's soul power has completely returned to normal, and there is no trace of him.
But Han Feng was not impatient at all. For a monk at his level, any retreat might last for several days or even dozens of days.
Unknowingly, another three days and three nights passed.
Ximen Dongqing opened his eyes, stood up, stretched his muscles, glanced at Han Feng who was still meditating quietly, and suddenly laughed out loud: "You are still calm, you are worthy of being a great Talisman Master. I didn’t make a mistake!”
Han Feng raised his eyes and glanced at her, and responded in a low voice: "So what if the Great Talisman Master is looked down upon by your Moyun Sect."
"Don't blame our Moyun Sect for this. The state has national laws and practices. The world of cultivation naturally has its own rules. If we allow fellow monks to kill each other, we will destroy our own walls. There will be no development of the sect. We The disciples within the Moyun Sect are the most united, and they also hate the act of killing fellow disciples the most. Once they find out, they will kill without mercy!" Ximen Dongqing said sternly.
"Oh, then wouldn't I be in danger?" Han Feng asked back.
"That's not the case. Our Moyun Sect only targets internal personnel. No matter what, you are still our guest now. We will not embarrass you. I can guarantee this!" Ximen Dongqing shook his head and explained.
Just when Han Feng wanted to ask something else, a figure flashed in the back hall, and Long Ziyun came out from behind and said extremely seriously: "From now on, Fellow Daoist Han will no longer be our guest. "
Hearing this, not only Han Feng was shocked, but also Ximen Dongqing was slightly surprised. They both looked back at Long Ziyun.
"Sect Master, what do you mean? No matter what, he is the person brought back by me, Ximen Dongqing. You can't trap me in injustice!" Ximen Dongqing stepped in front of Han Feng and said obligingly.
Han Feng felt a little warm in his heart, and finally he was with the wrong person. Regardless of the reason why Ximen Dongqing saved her in the first place, she could stand up and speak for herself again at this time. She had to say that this person could make friends.
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