Chapter Seventy-Four: The Twin Dry Valleys

Looking at the group of red green snakes receding like a tide in front of him, Zifeng's eyes were still tight, until in his perception, the red green snakes were gone, and Fang sat on the ground weakly. Shao Yan, simply recovered his strength, and began to process the body of the red green snake one after another, took out the spirit crystals, and finally took away the fangs of the red green snake king.

Hurriedly hiding in a safe place, Zifeng closed his eyes and looked at his injuries with peace of mind, this inspection didn't matter, Zifeng's entire body was seriously traumatized, especially his upper body. It seems that it is not a good thing to infuse the blade with vitality, Zifeng smiled, rubbing the ink knife in his hand, not caring about his injuries at all, it is no wonder, Ren is a person who only needs to rest for a night and his injuries will heal, these injuries are all jokes.

Counted the spirit crystals of the red green snake in the talisman bag, and in nearly a week, more than sixty spirit crystals were captured. At first, Zifeng was still aiming to complete the mercenary task, but once he came into contact with the red green snake, Zifeng changed his original intention and began to improve his knife skills.

But no matter what, there is also a gain, at least there is no problem with the compression of vitality, but Zifeng still has to be used with caution. In the next few days, Zifeng continued to familiarize himself with the process of compressing the vitality until he could use it at will. Of course, the consumption of the talisman is also time to replenish.

When Zifeng set off, the talismans on his body were actually quite abundant, but the compression of vitality was too consuming, so in addition to the talismans that replenished vitality, Zifeng lacked everything.

As soon as the blue light flashed, a third-level Xuanyuan talisman was suspended in the air between breaths, emitting life-like fluctuations, and slowly fell into his hand, Zifeng looked at the pile of Xuanyuan talisman in his hand, and smiled, now the third-level talisman is already commonplace for himself, and there is no difficulty. For Zifeng's current spiritual power, the fourth-level talisman seems to be a little difficult, but with a little attention, the spiritual power in the early stage of the hall can still be completed.

Zifeng couldn't help but take out the "Fu" book, and turned to the chapter of the fourth-level talisman, which contained a talisman that made him salivate: Fengxiang Fu, a fourth-level talisman, can allow the warriors under the Martial Emperor to have a quarter of an hour to fly, which is a sharp weapon for escaping and chasing the enemy. Zifeng tried to draw this talisman more than once, but it ended in failure.

This time, Zifeng was not sure, the curve of the Fengxiang Talisman had already been familiar with it by heart, but every time, in the same position, on that curve, Zifeng's walking talisman would always stop unconsciously, and he couldn't start. As a result of the forced drawing, the rune paper quickly 'poofed' and turned into powder.

There is no way, this curve seems to be straight but not straight, and it seems to be bent but not curved. Zifeng has not checked the book "Thousands of Fu", but the book is all about some basic explanations, and the stroke of Fengxiang Fu is obviously the soul of the entire Fu, and it is the finishing touch. It's up to you to comprehend......

The rune pen has been brushed away, walking rapidly on the rune paper, everything is so step-by-step, seeing that it is the next stroke, Zifeng closed his eyes, and his mental power tried to perceive every trace of change in the rune pen, but the whole perception also seemed to be covered with a veil, a haze, and it was impossible to clearly see the changes in the tip of the pen.

There was no accident, and the rune paper 'poofed' and became shattered again. However, at the moment when the rune paper was scrapped, there was a light that pierced the fog, and Zifeng didn't notice it because he opened his eyes, if he saw it, it might have brought some inspiration to Zifeng.

Since there was no result, Zifeng didn't plan to stay, took out the map, and there was still a day away from the next location. Double dry valley, is the place where the dead leaf butterfly haunts, the dead leaf butterfly, the second-level spirit animal, when it is quiet, such as the dead leaves stinging, the wings are withered and yellow like falling leaves, when flying, such as the late autumn forest, the yellow leaves fly. When attacking, the wings will spread poisonous powder in the air, and the smell of it will make people fall into intoxication and lose their lives.

In fact, the most terrifying attack of the dead leaf butterfly is not the poisonous powder, but the sharp wing blade on the edge of the wings, which is very sharp. Especially in autumn, when the yellow leaves of the mountains and mountains are flying, the dead leaf butterfly can hide in it, turn into a fallen leaf, and then send a fatal blow, which is a headache for everyone. Although Zifeng's spiritual power is vast, in the face of thousands of fallen leaves, as long as one leaf is negligent, then the consequences may be fatal.

Rushing all the way, at the beginning of the night, Zifeng still had no intention of stopping. Just crossed a mountain pass, but suddenly saw a light coming from the front, Zifeng looked at it for a moment, not far away, a total of five people, three men and two women, looking at their dress, they should also be mercenaries, but not as single-handedly as Zifeng.

After Zifeng briefly glanced at a few times, he continued to run forward, if he met in the boundless forest, others would be wary of you, and they might slaughter you as a fat sheep.

In fact, if Zifeng heard the topic of those people, he would not ignore the past like this. The topic that those people talked about just now was the battle between the rune shop in Qingyun Town, the competition between the martial arts rune shop and the Wanfu shop. The Wanfu shop and the martial arts talisman shop that sold Fengxiang talismans at the auction opened vigorously in Qingyun Town on the same day that Zifeng left.

The person in charge is none other than the Shen family firm that was angry with Wu Feiming a few days ago, Shen Xianjiong, many people don't understand Shen Xianjiong's practice of operating talismans, after all, if you want to buy talismans, if you don't have a corresponding number of talismans, you can't achieve it.

But the next day, the Li family, the Lu family, the Qiu family, the Qi family, and the Shen family announced that they were the operators of Wanfu Shop, which was a big deal in the small Qingyun Town, and it immediately swept the entire Qingyun Town, and the financial strength and strength of the martial arts family were not comparable to the current martial arts family, even with the support of the Lu family in the back. Although the martial arts have the talisman left by Zifeng, it is far from the appeal of the Fengxiang talisman, so a steady stream of mercenaries and warriors have flocked to the Wanfu Gate......

However, Zifeng, who was on the way, didn't know all this, if Zifeng knew, perhaps, everything would be different, this is a later story, not to mention it for the time being.

It is said that Zifeng ran all night, and finally rushed to the Shuangdry Valley marked on the map at dawn, and in the morning light, Zifeng finally understood why this place was called Shuangdry Valley. There are two steep peaks in front of you, the mountain is yellow, there is no life, there is a narrow valley road between the peaks, which is covered with thick fallen leaves, and there are still some bones of spirit beasts left on it, the ribs are hideous, and the long wind blows, and the desolate atmosphere suddenly spreads......

On the mountain walls on both sides of the valley, a few clusters of grass and trees overflow obliquely, the branches and leaves are covered with withered yellow leaves, slightly fanned in the wind, with Zifeng's feet just stepped on the thick fallen leaves on the ground, like a gust of wind raised, the leaves on the halfway mountainside are scattered, floating with the wind to the Zifeng, at the moment when it is about to approach, suddenly open its sharp wings, not a dead leaf butterfly, what is it......