Back in the Fu Mansion, Fu Ran ordered some things and locked the door tightly.

In the room, Fu Ran sat in front of the wooden case, looking at the rune paper and rune pen in front of him, his face was as strict as he had never been, and on the side, a fiery red rune pen was suspended.

"Old man, what should I do?" Fu Ran said.

"I used this talisman pen to practice writing on this talisman paper. The voice of the burning old man rang out.

"Practicing calligraphy?"

Fu Ran was slightly shocked, although he knew that he would need to repeat the practice of calligraphy for a period of time in the future, until he reached Cheng Dù, who was recognized by the burning elder, but he didn't need to practice calligraphy with rune paper, it was too wasteful.

"Yes, just practice calligraphy on this rune paper, originally I planned to let you use ordinary paper, but the effect can't be compared with rune paper, and seeing that you still have some family background, wasting some first-grade rune paper is nothing. The old man said without hurry.

"What kind of Cheng dù do you need to practice?" Fu Ran asked.

"What kind of Cheng dù?"

There was a soft voice of burning the old man whispering to himself from the talisman pen, and the next moment the talisman pen fluttered lightly and came to Fu Ran's side, and the next moment, a scene that shocked Fu Ran appeared.

I saw that the talisman pen swiped slightly, and there seemed to be some kind of power on the tip of the pen, leaving a white line in mid-air, and it continued to extend, as if there was still life, and it was wriggling in mid-air, and at the same time, a huge wave of mysterious power came from it.

"Empty painting!"

At the first time, Fu Ran understood what these white lines were, but what shocked him was not the rune, but the rune was actually drawn in mid-air, and being able to do this step was enough to show the strength of the burning elder.

Six-Rank Talisman Master!

Only a six-grade rune master can draw a rune in the air without rune paper, this is a well-known thing on the mainland, and it is absolutely impossible to fake, even if those big forces have to be regarded as a guest of honor, although the Gal Empire has a five-grade rune, but compared with the six-grade rune master, the two are not at the same level at all, and they are not even qualified.

The six-grade rune master is equivalent to the soul realm among the cultivators, and in Fu Ran's knowledge, only his great-grandfather, Fu Luo, who is known as the number one master of the Gar Empire, has reached this realm.

In the same realm, the rune master is generally stronger than the cultivator, not to mention that the burning old man at this time is in a sealed state, but he can still "empty painting", his strength is unimaginable, and he is even a seven-grade rune master.

Seven-grade talisman master, thinking of this, even if he was indifferent, he couldn't help but feel his heart pounding at this time, but after an instant, his face became gloomy.

"Old man, your strength must be above the sixth rank or even higher, but you are still sealed, which means that the person who sealed you must also be the sixth rank or worse, so if you want to unlock your seal, you must also reach this kind of process!" Fu Ran said strictly.

When Fu Ran's voice fell, the talisman in mid-air also stopped moving, and a complete rune appeared, in a circular shape, with countless thin white lines interlaced, an unreasonable meaning emanated, and terrifying mystical power fluctuations appeared.

"If you want to unlock my seal, the seventh-grade rune master or the peak powerhouse of the Earth Xuan Realm can do it, don't worry, kid, although the relationship between you and me is just a cooperative relationship, but in terms of teaching you, I won't hide it, as for whether you can meet my standards, it depends on your personal creation, if you can't reach it within twenty years, then I will also find someone else." The voice of the burning old man appeared.

Hearing this, Fu Ran fell into condensation, the seventh-grade rune master or the peak of the Earth Xuan Realm? Is it so simple, this kind of master has never appeared in the Gal Empire, and I am afraid that there will not be a few people in the entire Eastern Regions.

With a chuckle, Fu Ran said, "Old man, if I can't meet your requirements before the age of thirty, you won't kill me!"

"I can't tell you what to do!" came the joking sound of burning the old man from inside the talisman pen.

Maybe he knew that the burning old man would say this, or maybe he had other ideas, Fu Ran just stopped without caring and said, "Isn't there still twenty years to go, now let's talk about the requirements for practicing calligraphy first!"

After saying this, Fu Ran's gaze was on the rune in mid-air, his eyes condensed, observing the rune, and a tingling sensation appeared, but it didn't make him look away.

"Although all the runes are drawn with runes, the size and thickness of each stroke are exactly the same. Fu Ran said.

"The eyesight is good, but it's not just that, the size, thickness and strength of the rune and the power and speed of the pen must be exactly the same, the slightest difference can lead to failure, and in actual combat, the failure of the rune master to draw the rune means defeat or even death. The old man said solemnly.

After a pause, the old man continued: "And what you need to do now is to practice calligraphy, when you can do this, I will teach you the runes, okay, little guy, practice well, someone is coming, I'll go to bed first!"

The voice fell, and the red rune pen flew into Fu Ran's sleeve on its own, and there was no more reaction, and at the same time, the rune in mid-air slowly dissipated, as if it had never appeared.

At the same time, there was a knock on the door.

"Knock Knock"

"Young Master!"

Fu Ran put away his thoughts and said, "Uncle Duan Lang, come in!"

"Crunch!"

The door opened, and Duan Lang stepped in, but the moment he entered the house, his brows furrowed, his eyes swept over the room, and when he didn't find anything, he looked at Fu Ran and said: "Young master, the dragon bones you bought back have been ground by them, but it may take longer than expected, and the worthy dragon bones, although countless years have passed, they are still hard, I'm afraid it will take two or three days." ”

Fu Ran nodded, although it took longer than expected, but he was not in a hurry, and said, "Don't worry, Uncle Duan Lang has other things, right?"

Fu Ran knew Duan Lang's temperament, if it was just for the matter of grinding Jiao Keel, he would definitely not come to him, this kind of thing would just let Xiaocao spread the word.

"Young Master, you are now in the Martial Xuan Realm, and you can be regarded as a cultivator. After a pause, Duan Lang continued: "I also heard about the morning incident, although you were not defeated in the hands of that Yuan Ji, young master, but you did not practice Xuandu, you still suffered a loss, with your current situation, it is almost time to cultivate Xuandu. ”

Hearing this, Fu Ran's eyes lit up, Xuan decided, every cultivator must practice, and he had also looked for Duan Lang many times, but to no avail, he didn't expect that the latter would take the initiative to find it today.

Looking at Fu Ran's appearance, Duan Lang couldn't help but chuckle, flipped it with one hand, and a white piece similar to a jade slip appeared, and there were runes surging on it.

"Beast bones!"

Seeing the runes, Fu Ran instantly made a judgment on the material of this thing, only the things on the body of the mysterious beast in the world can withstand the runes, and the rune paper is made of animal skins.

I took the bone slip and started cold, like jade, but with a sense of transparency, it seems that this beast bone is not a simple thing.

"This is what your father asked me to hand over, and when this Xuan Decision was handed over to me, there was a zài rune on it, which should prevent others from stealing it. Duan Lang said.

"This is what my father left behind?"

Fu Ran was slightly shocked, his father had never left him anything, except for the original battle robe and war gun, nothing else.

Duan Lang shook his head and said, "I heard your father say that this thing seems to have been left by your mother, and I don't know the specifics, after all, I have only seen your mother a few times." ”

Mother?

The first time he heard his mother from Duan Lang's mouth, Fu Ran had an abnormal feeling in his heart, his mother was stranger to him than his father, and he learned from his grandfather and grandmother that even if the two of them had never seen his mother, for Fu Ran, his mother was just a name, and he didn't have any impression.

The only thing I know is that my mother died after he was born, how he died, and who the enemy was, Fu Ran didn't know.

Looking at Fu Ran's voiceless appearance, Duan Lang sighed and left quietly.

"Crunch!"

The sound of the door closing woke Fu Ran up, and he looked down at the bone Jane, falling into a deep slumber.

There is a zài rune on the bone slip, obviously to prevent others from stealing it, and it is definitely not possible to forcibly break it, but since his mother left it to him, then he will definitely be able to unravel this rune, and after thinking about it, Fu Ran can only think of one way.

Biting his finger, a drop of crimson blood fell on the bone slip.

"Buzz"

As the blood fell, the runes on the bone slip began to squirm violently, and finally all of them disappeared into the bone slip, and at the same time, two dazzling fonts appeared on it.

"Ling Duel!"