After injecting spiritual power, the talisman is magnificent. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info For a moment, the halo was restrained, and a dense mist appeared above. Several people present were considered to have achieved cultivation, and they could naturally see that it was not an ordinary mist, but an aura that was so dense that it formed a small spiritual liquid. Now, as long as the spirit gathering talisman is driven into the ground with a special technique, within a hundred years, this place can become a cultivation treasure place for the hidden spirit stone veins.

The effect of the talisman she drew is excellent, Bian Ruoxuan should be happy, but unfortunately she can't laugh at all now. As soon as the Spirit Gathering Talisman was activated, she felt that something was wrong, and when a large amount of spiritual energy flowed towards the talisman, a small part of it also poured into her body due to the pull of the aura. This must be a good thing for others, but it is tantamount to a talisman for her. Originally, she was a little reluctant to suppress her cultivation, but now the influx of a large amount of spiritual energy has directly broken the balance, and now she can't break through.

When the Song family drove the talisman into the ground, Bian Ruoxuan also quietly broke through to the Great Perfection of the Tribulation Period, in other words, her heavenly tribulation was coming. The breakthroughs at other levels were all a little moving, but this last step was silent, and with so many people present, no one noticed that she had broken through. Sensing that her heavenly tribulation was just over the future, Bian Ruoxuan was a little ridiculous, and finally finished collecting the materials, and got stuck in the hope of successfully crossing the tribulation, but now it was all in vain. This can be regarded as a success and a spirit gathering rune.

Bian Ruoxuan smiled bitterly and shook her head: "Song family boy, I have something to ask you." The man from the Song family was confused, but he also replied respectfully: "Fu Zun, but according to orders." Bian Ruoxuan thought for a moment and asked, "Do you know any places where the population is sparse and the aura is thin?"

Several members of the Song family discussed it for a while, and replied: "Fu Zun, if you are not in a hurry, there is a desert here for 30,000 miles to the east. Bian Ruoxuan nodded, signaling that she knew. Then she took out a blank jade slip, carved something into it, and threw it to the young man of the Song family led by her.

"Fu Zun, what is this?" the Song family took it carefully.

"I'm about to cross the catastrophe, so I'm afraid of making trouble, and I don't like people to make noise in the place where I bury my bones, so I'll put a little talisman around it. Those who have high cultivation know that I am poor, and there is no need to covet my ideas; 'This is a little bit of my experience when I drew the Spirit Gathering Talisman, so let's take revenge. ”

Several members of the Song family glanced at each other, not knowing what expression to make. "Fu Zun, we will definitely convey your words. You are very talented, you will definitely succeed in one fell swoop this time, it is better not to say such frustrating words. ”

"Okay, you don't have to comfort me, I know how many pounds and taels I have. It's not surprising that you can't fight with the heavens all the way to cultivation. I hope you will convey my words as soon as possible, it is too ugly to be struck by lightning, and I am also a female cultivator. After speaking, Bian Ruoxuan summoned his natal flying sword, and his figure disappeared, leaving only an afterimage in place.

There is no need to bother to suppress cultivation, Bian Ruoxuan's speed has also increased a lot, and 30,000 li will arrive smoothly in only about a quarter of an hour. After observing the surrounding environment, Bian Ruoxuan was quite satisfied. There are no cities in the vicinity, the concentration of aura is similar to the mortal realm in her memory, and the distribution of demon beasts is also extremely sparse, it is really a veritable desert. She still doesn't feel distressed when this place is scorched by lightning, and it is quite suitable to be a burial place for a lonely person like her.

Bian Ruoxuan has no disciples, it will be very difficult for her to support herself, and with another disciple, she may only have to eat rune paper to live. She has always had an indifferent attitude towards whether she has inherited or not, confiscated her disciples before her death, and she is not ready to do any inheritance after her death. In case she inherited a temperament that she didn't like, although she must have been gone for many years at that time, but this kind of thing is enough to think about it.

The place of the raid has been found, and it's time to clean up your possessions. Bian Ruoxuan took out all the things in her storage ring, and when she put it in front of her, there were a lot of them, but unfortunately most of them were some leftovers that were not worth the spirit stones.

The most valuable ones were naturally the materials she got from the Song family this time, and she sorted out the materials for refining and alchemy separately and put them into two storage rings. Then he drew two crane talismans casually and sent the materials to the refiner and alchemist who had asked him before. The two of them didn't have much friendship with her, but they agreed to her request, she was grateful in her heart, and she didn't need these materials, so she sent them to the two of them to express her feelings.

The second is the table she is used to, she has been using this table for a long time, since the transformation period accidentally got a 10,000-year-old sandalwood and made this table, she has been drawing talismans on this table. The two talisman pens have been used for a longer time.,It's still when she's in infancy.,She doesn't know what kind of material it is.,Anyway, she's been using it until now.,I've never felt anything unpleasant.,It's probably the treasure left by the previous predecessor.。

Finally, there are some blank rune papers, as well as some materials needed to prepare rune liquids, which are all low-level things. Bian Ruoxuan is going to use her last half day to draw these things to a successful rune, and those who have a high cultivation level of first, second, and third grades can't look down on it, but for those low-level casual cultivators who are struggling at the bottom, one or two runes may be life-saving things. Drawing a low-pole talisman is a simple thing for Bian Ruoxuan now, while drawing the talisman, she still has the mind to desert, "Why didn't I meet this kind of kind old-timer when my cultivation was low?"

After using up the remaining materials, a thick cloud of calamity had formed above Bian Ruoxuan's head. After looking at the thickness of the clouds, she didn't fluctuate in her heart and even wanted to laugh a little. As an ordinary talisman cultivator with weak combat power and average talent, the thickness of this tribulation cloud was a little thicker than the eight or nine thunder tribulations she had seen last time, did the Heavenly Dao look up to her too much? This meant that she had made up her mind not to let her soar? She remembered that she didn't seem to have done anything that hurt the heavens and reason, and she felt that she was a good person, wouldn't this level of thunder tribulation be reserved for those who were proud of the heavens and those who committed the most heinous crimes?

If Bian Ruoxuan still had a little hope of resisting the past before, she was completely relieved after seeing the clouds, thicker than the thickness of the Eighty-Nine Thunder Tribulation, then it was not Ninety-Nine, even if she was given a few defensive spiritual weapons, she would not be able to get by.

The facts did not exceed Bian Ruoxuan's expectations, and after forty-nine, her natal flying sword was shattered into several sections. When the thirty-seventh thunder tribulation fell, her two rune pens suddenly flew up automatically, blocking a blow for her, and withstanding the full power of the thunder tribulation, the two rune pens also broke. Holding the two rune pens that were broken into four sections, Bian Ruoxuan was not ready to resist the thirty-eighth thunder tribulation in the making, she was just a little distressed about these two rune pens, she had used them for so many years, but she couldn't find that these two rune pens that had been with her were such good things, and she knew that she would be a little nicer to them.

At the last moment before losing consciousness, Bian Ruoxuan had only one thought in her heart, it really hurt to be struck by lightning.