Some people say that the existence of runes is a language of heaven, and some people say that it is a language of God, and some people say that it is a language of God, runes can not only refine runes, refining arrays, refining tools, if they understand thoroughly, they can even know the affairs of the world, they can explore the heavens, they can understand the secrets of the ages, and they can understand the laws of heaven and earth, and it is because of this that many people are willing to give up their practice and put themselves into the way of runes.

So far, the way of runes, has gradually matured, especially the art of runes, so that many people are immersed in it, it is rumored that the art of runes has all kinds of subtle and complex techniques, such as the three heavenly mysteries, such as the nine small natural mysteries, such as the ten no mysteries, the eight Maha mysteries, etc., these are today's famous mystical techniques, if you can understand one, you can be called a master.

The Tang Tower Lord had just witnessed Lu Chen's method of refining the Wind Blade Talisman, which was exactly the wonder of Wan Luo.

He Wanluo's wonder is known as one of the nine small natural mysteries.

It is rumored that after understanding this mystery, the runes drawn can be fused with nature, and with a little magic ink, magical runes can be formed.

The Tang Tower Lord had to be excited, because he had comprehended the way of runes for more than 100 years, nearly two hundred years, not to mention these famous mystical techniques, even the most ordinary mystical techniques, he could not comprehend, at this moment, seeing one of the nine little natural mysteries, Wan Luo Zhimiao, how could he not be excited, not only him, I believe that any person who is a talisman refiner or a formation refiner will be very excited.

"Wan Luo's wonder, it's really Wan Luo's wonder!"

The Tang Tower Lord held the wind blade talisman refined by Lu Chen, he was emotional, as if he had obtained a treasure, and after a long time, he wiped the excited tears from the corners of his eyes with his sleeve, although he was a little out of shape, he did not show any embarrassment, and said, "Let Xiaoyou see and smile." ”

Lu Chen, who was on the side, frowned, shook his head, and said nothing.

"If you can, can you give this Wind Blade Talisman to the old man? The old man is grateful!" After that, the Tang Tower Lord looked at Lu Chen expectantly, Lu Chen nodded, and said yes, the Tang Tower Lord carefully put the Wind Blade Talisman back into his arms, and after repeatedly thanking him, he gradually left.

Looking at the thin back of this old man, Lu Chen suddenly felt a little sad, he could see the Tang Tower Lord's love for runes, and even more clearly, although the spiritual power of the Tang Tower Lord was quite full, it had already shown signs of withering, so that the life span of the Tang Tower Lord might not be too long, perhaps because of this, he was in a hurry to find a disciple to inherit his mantle.

"Alas!"

After the Tang Tower Lord left, Lu Chen sighed, then stood up, took out a blank scroll, and wrote it with a rune pen in his hand.

Late at night, the moon is beautiful and the stars are shining.

Until he left Qingxuanmen, the mood of the Tang Tower's inner passion still could not be calmed, he took a step, stopped, took out the wind blade talisman and looked at it carefully, as if admiring a work of art, some regrets, some regrets, regrets that he could not accept Lu Chen as a disciple, no regrets was to be able to witness the legendary Wanluo wonder, he was already satisfied, and died without regrets.

The Lord of the Tang Tower was just about to get into his carriage when suddenly a voice came from behind him.

"Old Tang, why didn't you say a word to me when you left?"

The person who came was the Great Elder, and at this moment he was smiling all over his face, "How is it?"

The Tang Tower Lord sighed and said, "Lu Xiaoyou is talented, intelligent, extremely perceptive, and extremely accomplished, and he thinks that he is not qualified to be his master. ”

Du Hai seemed to have some ill intentions, so he stepped forward, leaned forward, looked at the Tang Tower Master carefully with a pair of eyes, pretended to be surprised, and said, "I said Old Tang! If you can't accept an apprentice, you don't need to cry, right?

"Go, go, go, you know what. The Tang Tower Lord knew that this old friend was making fun of him, so he responded without concealment, "If you let you witness the magic of Wanluo with your own eyes, you would have been incoherent with excitement and crying." As he was talking, the Tang Tower Lord suddenly realized something, and said, "By the way, you kid doesn't know anything about runes, and you don't understand it when I tell you, you can't understand the current mood of the old decay!"

"Yo, the cow is on, isn't it? Isn't it the wonder of Wanluo?

Looking at Du Hai's expression of contempt, the Tang Tower Lord immediately got out of the carriage, pointed at the Tang Tower Lord and roared, "You old puppet knows a fart! That's the wonder of Wanluo! It is one of the nine little natural mysteries, under the whole world, there are very few people who can understand its mysteries, how many rune masters in the world dream of it, you old horseman dares to make a big deal of nonsense here, if you let the rune master hear that you dare to insult Wan Luo like this, even if you are a master in the world, they will let you die without a place to be buried." ”

"Gotta get it. Du Hai didn't expect that he just said such a sentence casually, and he was counted down by the Tang Tower Lord like this, seeing that this old man Tang was chattering endlessly, and he didn't mean to stop at all, Du Hai hurriedly handed over the scroll in his hand, "You better take a look at this." ”

"What is this!" The Tang Tower Lord took the scroll, and after opening it, he was attracted by the words on it, his expression became more and more excited, and he raised his head, full of disbelief, and even his voice trembled slightly, "This is...... This is the essence of Wanluo's wonder, Du Hai, how can you have ......"

Du Hai shook his head and said in a low voice, "This is Lu ...... Lu Chen gave it to you. ”

"What! Lu Xiaoyou, he ......"

The Tang Tower Lord was dumbfounded, Lu Chen was able to ignore the taboo of the Runic Path to let himself see the wonder of Wan Luo, the Tang Tower Lord was already very grateful to him, but he didn't expect that Lu Chen to ...... Unexpectedly, he gave himself such a precious essence of Wanluo, looking at the scroll in his hand, the Tang Tower Lord looked complicated, and immediately shook his head, and said, "You return it to Lu Xiaoyou quickly, such a heavy treasure, the old man can't afford it!"

"Just take it. Du Hai stuffed the scroll over again, but the Tang Tower Lord said that he would not accept anything, Du Hai's face immediately sank, "Old Tang, when did you become so twisted, let you take it." ”

The Lord of the Tang Tower is by no means a person who twists it, in fact, this scroll that records the essence of Wan Luo's wonder is a priceless treasure, he feels that he can't afford it, Du Hai really has a headache, and said, "You old man, you're afraid that others won't hear that you are holding Wan Luo's wonder, right?"

The neck of the Tang Tower Lord shrank suddenly, and he looked around, and when he came back to his senses, Du Hai was already gone, and then he laughed loudly, "Old Tang, the Qingxuan Gate has been closed, you better go back quickly, be careful when walking at night, don't be robbed." ”

"This ......"

Looking in the direction of Qingxuanmen, the Tang Tower Lord couldn't return to his senses for a long time.

......

Qingxuanmen, mountain forest house.

Lu Chen's expression was indifferent, his eyes were slightly closed, his mind sank into the dantian, and he sat cross-legged, he had absorbed the power of the four elders and others for three or four hundred years just now, and at this moment he was refining it with the Nine Xuan True Qi and turning it into his own use.

The Purple Mansion Dantian, a dark mist, like a whirlpool of dark clouds, this dark mist is the Nine Xuan True Qi that he has improved, in addition, the dantian is also filled with all kinds of gray-white mist, these mist are the true qi of the four elders and others.

Lu Chen's heart moved, the Nine Xuan True Qi immediately operated, when the pitch-black vortex slowly rotated, like the wheel of the earth opened, the momentum was huge, as if it was pregnant with thunderbolt lightning, the black fog was more like a Dao blood purple-black dragon, teeth and claws, the head of the ancient chaos unicorn, grinning and roaring, all kinds of dragons and chaos unicorns biting and devouring the gray-white true qi, very hideous and domineering, as time passed bit by bit, the gray-white fog became less and less, and the pitch-black vortex became bigger and bigger, I don't know how long it took, The gray-white mist had finally been swallowed up, and the pitch-black vortex was already four times larger than before.

Lu Chen opened his eyes, and with resoluteness in his eyes, he saw him take a deep breath and destroy the Dantian Jiuxuan True Qi.

Wow!

The pitch-black whirlpool suddenly shook, the slightest trace of true qi, turned into a dragon, a unicorn roared wildly, the Dao Jiaolong impacted the meridians, the head of the unicorn tore the hole, whether it was a dragon or a unicorn is extremely domineering, the dragon is like roaring in the sea of anger, the unicorn is like roaring in the void...... Degree of literature