Miss Lan Yu revealed the purpose of coming here: "Can you still find that spiritual talisman master?" Her words sounded a little urgent, and she must be in great need of a spiritual talisman master.
"Sorry, it was just a casual encounter."
Lan Yu was a little disappointed and said: "At the auction that day, the woman in black sent a magic talisman to be auctioned. We wanted to pay a lot of money to ask her for help, but she was flatly rejected."
Seeing the alluring beauty disappointed, Ling Han felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.
"But I still have to thank you. I really need the help of the Talisman Master. I hope you can help me persuade me when we meet again."
The Talisman Master is the rarest profession in this continent, and it is rare to see one in a hundred years.
One is that it is difficult to cultivate, and the other is that the technology is lost.
"Can you tell me your difficulties?" Ling Han asked. Yu Ling Tower felt pretty good to others. He had also dealt with Lan Yu several times. He was very sophisticated and smart because of his family.
She is a very good and peerless beauty!
"I'm sorry, this is a family secret, so I can't tell you." Lan Yu said sincerely.
Ling Han nodded and watched Lan Yu leave.
"You might as well go over and have a look at the banquet tonight. It may be of some help to you." Lan Yu asked before leaving.
Ling Han wondered in his heart, didn't she know that she and the third prince were not at odds?
No matter what, let’s go to the party! Anyway, I'm not afraid of the third prince.
At night, the city lord's mansion is decorated with lanterns, brightly lit and bustling. The population of spiritual masters on this continent is less than 10%, but at this time, hundreds of people were invited to the banquet and gathered in the city lord's mansion.
They are all here for the ancient ruins of tomorrow.
The five major sects of the Tianfu Empire, the Tuling Sect, the Jinling Sect, the Sky Poison Sect, the Thousand Demons Palace, and the Tianlie Sect all came with their disciples brought by their elders.
Some small sects, small forces and other free spiritual masters. Some forces from the Zijin Empire also came, but they did not see Jiao Fan and his nephew.
In the open space of the City Lord's Mansion, eight rows of tables and benches were arranged on both sides. The third prince was sitting at the front, and on the lower two sides were the City Lord Leng Yanhao and the Min family's head Min Yan.
Originally there was a place for the Sima family, but something unexpected happened and they have moved away from Qingyun City. Now that the Min family has no rivals, Min Yan is very happy.
"As the host, I welcome all Taoist friends to come to the banquet." Leng Yanhao said some opening words.
Many spiritual masters greeted the third prince. Ling Han sat in a corner eating and drinking, listening to their chat.
At the same time, his eyes scanned the banquet and spotted Lan Yu's figure at the front. Wearing a veil, he sat quietly, surrounded by some similarly dressed people who were from the Yuling Tower.
"I guess I don't want to attract attention." Not everyone can feast their eyes on that peerless appearance.
In the competition arena on the third floor of Yuling Tower, whenever Lan Yu sits at the betting table, the income of Yuling Tower that day is much higher than usual.
"Other than getting to know some forces and getting to know the people we may encounter in the ruins tomorrow, this banquet has no other meaning." Ling Han didn't understand what Lan Yu meant by being helpful.
The third prince stood up. Wearing the exquisite robes of the royal family, he scanned the whole place majestically. He was very satisfied when he saw that everything that was supposed to come had arrived. He said, "The ancient ruins will be revealed tomorrow, and there will definitely be many treasures."
"Today's banquet is held in the hope that you all will get to know each other and become friends. When we meet in the ruins tomorrow, we will not meet each other in close combat."
"Don't hurt your own life in the fight for treasures!" Ling Han didn't understand whether this was a warning or a friendly reminder.
"The banquet has been prepared in a hurry, and there is nothing to add to the fun. As a spiritual master, you should use martial arts to meet others! Our Tianfu Empire is a martial artist, so we should have the demeanor of a warrior!"
The third prince glanced at everyone with majestic eyes and said, "How about a competition between the two of us?"
Everyone agreed, but Ling Han felt something was wrong.
Leng Wen stood up first and said: "I am willing to go out to fight and show my Qingyun City style."
The third prince shouted hello, and Ling Han could clearly see the meaningful look he gave Leng Wen, and said, "Just stop it!"
Leng Wen came to the center of the venue, looked around and looked in Ling Han's direction, and said, "Brother Mu, the Yuling Tower Competition Arena has made a great show, can we compete with each other to add to the fun?"
Everyone looked in Ling Han's direction. Ling Han felt a little numb, thinking what kind of thing this was.
He patted his butt and stood up, saying unequivocally: "Then come on!" He walked forward step by step, his momentum no less than Leng Wen.
The two stood opposite each other, cupping their hands and bowing slightly, making a gesture of invitation. Leng Wen's energy was released, majestic and impacting in all directions like a forest.
Mujing Xiaocheng!
Everyone praised him for his extraordinary talent and for breaking through the wood realm at such a young age. There was no trace of energy in Ling Han's body, and everyone was surprised when the battle started quietly.
The cold text came like a strong wind, without holding back at all.
The power of Ling Han's essence and blood surged, and his blood boiled as if it were ignited. His flesh and blood body was filled with strength, and he gathered his fists to attack Leng Wen who was running towards him.
"boom!"
There was a loud noise, and both of them fell back. They started with a hard fight, and countless people were stunned.
Essence and Blood Cultivator!
Although there are many people practicing physical training, most of them assist in the cultivation of essence and energy, and there are very few who specialize in practicing essence and blood.
Not everyone can try the path of cultivating essence and blood, so they usually do simple exercises to strengthen their bodies and increase their physical strength.
With gloomy faces, the two started fighting again. Leng Wen's energy turned green, like the wind carrying a cold blade, attacking in layers. Ling Han couldn't defend at all, and his clothes were damaged in many places.
Wherever it was touched, the skin was reddish with streaks of blood.
The power of essence and blood flows through the whole body, half defense and half attack. Leng Wenwen created a tornado and dexterously attacked Ling Han from all directions.
The speed was so fast that Ling Han was unable to attack the opponent for a while. After a few battles, he discovered his own shortcomings. It was not obvious in the grass realm, but in the wood realm, the attack of the spiritual master doubled.
The power of essence and blood alone cannot fight against the spiritual masters of the same level, especially this speed type, which is even more difficult to deal with.
If you have martial arts secrets, it should be easier to deal with them. Martial skills are similar to spiritual skills. They are essence and blood cultivators. They can increase their strength several times by relying on the attacks performed by the physical body.
It's a pity that I have been studying the essence and blood cultivation method since I was a child, but I don't have any martial arts skills that I can use. Because there are very few people who practice blood essence, martial arts are rarer than martial arts and spiritual skills.
The pure black demonic energy cannot be released in public, so he can only rely on the power of Mu Jing Xiaocheng's blood essence to fight against Mu Jing Xiaocheng's spiritual master.
"Blade of Wind!" Several wind blades appeared in front of him in an instant.
Ling Han concentrated on responding to the attack, gathering the power of his blood essence and blood to use both hands to deflect the wind blade and send it flying away. The wind blades went away and came back again quickly, and the number became six.
"It's really troublesome!"
While dodging and fighting, the wind blades are still increasing. Ling Han moved forward steadily and decided to approach Leng Wen and fight him in close combat.
How could Leng Wen achieve his wish? His erratic body movements came and went freely. With the increase in the number of wind blades, Ling Han was suddenly unable to move an inch.
This is to prepare for a war of attrition. If the power of essence and blood is exhausted, it will be dangerous and must be fought quickly.
There were sixteen wind blades, and Ling Han had been injured in many places. What he said was just flesh and blood pain. He was so embarrassed in front of so many people, how could he save his face?
Leng Wen sneered in a low voice: "You must have been the one who sneaked into the house and eavesdropped last time. I didn't expect that the flesh and blood body could be so durable."
Ling Han didn't dare to be distracted and dealt with the wind blade carefully, punching out with one punch, compressing and condensing the power of blood essence to bombard the wind blade.
Seeing that Ling Han had a solution, Leng Wen said in a deep voice: "Blast of wind and cold blade!"
The power of the essence and blood of the wood realm is compressed and condensed before bursting out. With all the strength of the whole body, it can barely break the wind blade.
But Leng Wen's methods didn't stop there. Several longer, bigger, and faster wind blades invaded with a chilling chill. A few meters away, a biting chill entered his body.
