Chapter Ninety-One: A Game to Determine the Winner

Behind Niu Lao Dao, a man who was thirty-five or sixteen years old and wearing a white robe laughed loudly: "Daoist Mo, could it be that the Tianhai Dao Association is really no one? You must know that it is a mule or a horse, just pull it out and slip away, if he can't do it at that time, he will lose it, but the face of your Tianhai Dao Association!"

"Zhang Nian, don't be rude. ”

Niu Lao Dao glared at the white-robed man, and then looked at Mo Daochang: "Since it is a competition, then our Shenghai Dao Association, we should let Mo Daochang lose convincingly." ”

Seeing the master and apprentice talking to themselves, Tang Sanqian frowned deeply.

"Daochang Mo, I came this time to borrow some things from the Daoist Association, and the competition will be put in the back for the time being. ”

"Tang Shao, what do you want to borrow?", Mo Daochang asked.

"Cinnabar, brushes, and paper that have been offered. ”

"You... Are you going to draw a talisman?"

Mo Dao looked at Tang Sanqian deadly.

He already knew that Tang Sanqian was a very powerful Heavenly Master, and if he could see the Heavenly Master draw a talisman, it would be too eye-opening.

When the time comes, he will also have a very rich bragging capital.

"That's right, draw a few talismans for the array. Tang Sanqian nodded and replied.

"Okay, Tang Shao, wait a minute, I'll go and prepare!"

Mo Daochang's expression was excited, and he forgot all about the defeat to Sheng Hai Dao Association.

Tang Sanqian stood in the hall and glanced at the few people from the Tianhai Dao Association.

His gaze lingered on one of the beautiful women.

Feeling Tang Sanqian's eyes, the woman's eyebrows frowned, and she said slightly angrily: "Hey, you are very rude like this!"

Tang Sanqian shook his head self-deprecatingly and didn't say anything more.

Soon, Mo Daochang prepared the things that Tang Sanqian wanted.

"Tang Shao, please!"

Mo Dao's face was full of anticipation!

"Wait!"

Just as Tang Sanqian was taking a step, Niu Lao Dao suddenly spoke.

"Niu Lao Dao, what else do you want to do?", Mo Daochang frowned and asked.

"Hehe, Dao Chang Mo, if this young man wants to draw talismans, why don't you just draw talismans and compete with me, a big disciple who is not a big disciple, Zhou Nian?"

Before Mo Dao Chang could speak, Niu Lao Dao said again: "If you are afraid of losing, you can not compare, after all, my disciple who is not on the table once drew a low-level three-grade talisman and sold it for three million!"

When the words fell, the whole house exclaimed!

The exclamation was naturally from the Tianhai Dao Association.

Looking at the entire Tianhai Dao Association, there are very few people who can draw low-level three-grade talismans, including Mo Daochang, the president of the association.

Zhou Nian is only more than thirty years old, but he can draw low-level three-grade runes, this kind of talent is really amazing.

Taoist talismans are divided into three grades, which are low, medium and high, and each grade is divided into one to nine qualities.

Most of the common talismans on the market are shoddy and have almost no effect.

But all the charms that have some effect are expensive.

There are very few talismans shot by real Taoist masters.

Taoists, but anyone who can draw some useful talismans, all of them are fine clothes and jade food, and they enjoy inexhaustible.

Regarding the reaction of the Tianhai Dao Association, Zhou Nian enjoyed it very much.

He heard his master Niu Lao Dao say that Mo Yunkang, the president of the Tianhai Dao Association, could only draw low-level seven-grade runes.

He is still young, and in time, he will definitely be able to surpass Mo Yunkang.

As for Tang Sanqian, he was not afraid at all.

A person who is not as old as him, where can he draw a symbol?

I'm afraid it's just a talisman at best!

However, Tang Sanqian also ignored him.

Tang Sanqian stood in front of the table, laid out the talisman paper, held his breath and concentrated, lifted the brush, and drew the first talisman in his life!

Seeing Tang Sanqian's breezy appearance, several people from the Shenghai Dao Association were stunned, and then laughed.

"Daoist Mo, this is what you said about the most powerful Taoist master in Tianhai? It's not very good, but whoever draws the talisman, who doesn't bathe and change clothes before drawing the talisman to wash the filth on the body to ensure the success rate?"

Zhou Nian said sarcastically: "This friend came with a pen, there is no ceremony, he thinks he is a heavenly master?"

Another man from the Sheng Haidao Association also sneered: "Senior Brother Zhou is right, I'm afraid that his painting is just a random painting, right? According to the words of our hometown, it is a ghost painting." ”

"Hahaha!"

With this ridicule, Mo Daochang's face turned red with laughter.