Ji Liao wore a robe representing the Ji family's talisman master and approached the four of them expressionlessly.
The four people who were chatting happily also noticed Ji Liao.
They all looked at Ji Liao with wide eyes and disbelief.
They would not suspect that the clothes were fake. The Ji family was extremely strict about this aspect. Pretending to be a talisman master and cheating would ruin the Ji family's reputation. It was a big sin in the Ji family.
Ji Liao stopped in front of them and glanced at the four of them coldly.
Ji Feng and Ji Gang's expressions immediately changed, and they reluctantly bowed to Ji Liao and said, "I have met senior Ji Liao."
Zhao Xue also hurriedly bowed and shouted, "I have met Lord Ji Liao."
Fei Qiaorou hesitated for a while, as if there was an unspeakable pain in her heart, and then hesitantly said, "I've seen... I've seen..."
"Um!"
Before Fei Qiaorou could finish the ceremony, Ji Liao interrupted directly, ignored the four of them and walked away.
Ji Liao felt very happy. He never thought that the vow he had made would come true so soon.
Seeing Ji Liao walking away, Ji Feng and Ji Gang's faces immediately darkened.
"Why did Ji Liao suddenly become a Talisman Master?" Ji Feng said.
"Ji Liao has been a popular figure in the clan recently. I wonder what kind of bad luck Ji Liao got!" Ji Gang curled his lips and said.
"He looks like a villain who has succeeded." Ji Feng agreed.
Ji Liao's expression changed, and he stopped immediately. His aura surged in an instant, and a faint light lit up on his feet. He turned around and disappeared in the next moment.
Ji Feng and the other four were all facing the direction Ji Liao was going. Ji Liao suddenly stopped and disappeared the next moment. When they reacted, they felt a strong wind blowing against their faces. Ji Liao had already arrived in front of the two of them.
Ji Liao did not hesitate and punched out two punches at the same time.
"Bang, bang."
Two muffled sounds.
The next moment, Ji Feng and Ji Gang's bodies rose into the air, flew backwards, and landed heavily on the ground.
Ji Feng spit out a mouthful of blood, raised his head with difficulty, pointed at Ji Feng and said, "You..."
Ji Liao looked at the two of them coldly and said expressionlessly, "You are disrespectful to me. I will give you a small punishment to make your memory long. Do you accept it or not?"
"I..." Ji Feng wanted to say something more, but the severe pain and fear in his heart made him hold back everything he wanted to say.
At this time, Ji Liao was already the Talisman Master of the Ji family. How could they resist if they were taught a lesson to two ordinary juniors? Besides, they were really the ones slandering Ji Liao behind his back. If word got out, no one would help them. Speaker.
"Humph." Seeing that they were no longer talking, Ji Liao snorted and walked away.
Fei Qiaorou and Zhao Xue, who were standing by, were dumbfounded and stood there blankly. Seeing that Ji Liao had gone far, they dared to help them.
Ji Liao's consciousness had been locked on the two of them just now. After hearing Ji Feng's words, he immediately poured spiritual power into his feet, ran in front of the two of them, and hit them with two punches. At the last moment, Ji Liao still withdrew. With a little strength, if he poured spiritual energy into his hands, he would probably kill both of them at once. After all, he is a second-level Qi cultivator. No matter how low his cultivation level is, it is not something that two mortals can resist. , this is the difference between immortal cultivators and mortals.
But in their eyes, Ji Liao's movement was like teleportation and there was no way to avoid it.
Three days later, in a house, Ji Feng was lying weakly on the bed.
A woman was holding a handkerchief and crying.
At this time, a middle-aged man wearing the Ji family's talisman master's robe walked in. This middle-aged man's hair was combed meticulously, but he could not hide the gleaming rat eyes under his thin eyebrows on his face, giving people a strange look. Feeling treacherous, he glanced at Ji Feng lying on the bed and said nothing.
"Dad." Ji Feng shouted with difficulty.
The middle-aged man nodded.
This man is none other than Ji Feng's father, Ji Changhe.
Ji Changhe successfully passed the Talisman Master examination when he was thirty years old. Now he is over five years old and has four children. However, Ji Feng is his only son. He is usually very obedient and doting on Ji Feng. Seeing that Ji Feng's face looked extremely ugly when he looked like this.
When the middle-aged woman saw Ji Changhe come in, she cried even louder and cried, "My poor son, look at how you were beaten. Why did Ji Liao attack so harshly? Master, how can you do it?" We must seek justice for Feng'er."
Ji Changhe's face became even more livid, and he immediately yelled, "Shut up, why are you crying? I have my own thoughts on this matter. You and your daughter should stay away from Ji Liao when they see him in the future, so that he won't take the opportunity to attack."
After saying that, he opened the door and walked out.
Ji Changhe already knew the whole story from Ji Feng. He had been a Talisman Master for many years and understood that in the Ji family, Ji Liao's punishment was considered light for a mortal who spoke like this about a Talisman Master behind his back, but Ji Changhe couldn't swallow it. This tone.
He and Ji Liao are both talisman masters. Ji Liao hurt his son on the street. He thought it was a slap in his face. If fighting was not strictly prohibited in the Ji family, he would have killed Ji Liao and his family by now. .
Thinking of this, he said bitterly, "Ji Liao, Ji Liao, just wait for me. I, Ji Changhe, will avenge this."
Ji Liao's becoming a Talisman Master soon spread among the Ji family, and the people who regretted it the most were the people from the Fei family.
The happiest person was definitely Ji Jinhua, whose excitement surpassed Ji Shuangyue's. When chatting with others, she never left Ji Liao's words, and her praises were unique in the world.
Ji Shuangyue was also very happy. During these days, she took a fancy to a large courtyard with two entrances. After several discussions, she finally decided and bought fifteen low-grade spiritual stones.
Busy with moving these days, Ji Xiu Niang seems to have grown up here. After getting up early, she will come to Ji's house to help, almost like a hostess.
Ji Liole was free to make plans for his future. Now that Kantian Guiyuan Jue had broken through to the first level, he no longer looked down upon the low-level talismans and began to comprehend the mid-level talismans.
According to family classics, mid-level talismans are very different from low-level talismans. They are no longer uniformly divided into low-level talismans, but are divided into three levels: middle-low level, mid-level middle level, and mid-level top level.
The grades are divided by the spiritual energy contained in the talisman, and the requirements for the talisman paper materials are also many times higher, so the skill and mana of the person who is required to draw the talisman will naturally increase a lot.
Intermediate-level talismans are still mainly based on the elements of heaven and earth, but they have many more attack methods. The attack power is dozens of times stronger than low-level talismans. There are also many more weird talismans, such as some more talismans that increase one's own speed, and additional talismans. The physical talisman not only emphasizes the attack method of the talisman, but also uses the talisman as a means to strengthen oneself.
Fu cultivators are different from other monks in that they do not rely on magic weapons, but rely on changes in talismans as means of attack.
Ji Liao studied the family classics with great interest and wondered whether he should try to draw a few pictures first, but he quickly gave up the idea.
He is now on the second level of Naqi, and it is obviously more difficult to draw the middle-level talisman. Although he has the blessing of the technique, who knows if he has not tried it before. He might hurt himself if he fails.
After thinking about this, he decided to break through to the third level first.
Ji Liao made up his mind and started hanging out among the Ji family.
However, the more he walked around, the more ugly his face became. It was not difficult to find a place with strong spiritual energy with his golden elf eyes, but most of them were occupied by clan elders or others early. He wanted to find a place like this. But it was difficult in a place as rich in aura as the waterfall before.
After three months of shopping, Ji Liao almost visited the entire Ji family, but still didn't find a good place.
"The thinning spiritual energy means that the speed of exhalation will be much slower, and the time to break through the realm will be infinitely lengthened. What should we do?"
Ji Liao gradually became anxious.
More than a month later, Ji Liao searched every corner of the Ji family. Finally, he gave up and thought to himself, "No more! It seems that the place with strong spiritual energy in the Ji family has been discovered a long time ago. He accidentally found it last time." The waterfall discovered during the trip was probably due to the spiritual energy gathered by the water drop grass. The water drop grass has a medicinal age of hundreds of years. It seems that the aura has only been gathered there in the past few decades. It was not discovered by others because of the short time. I got the chance."
Thinking of how recklessly he had picked the water drop grass, he felt extremely regretful.
At this time, he walked to Jijia Square and looked at the Ancestor Hall on the top of the mountain, his eyes flashing slightly.
"Continuing to practice hard in the Ji family for more than a hundred years may not lead to foundation building. How long I can live is still a question. In this case, my promise to my ancestor will be..."
