It is said that when a person encounters danger, he will react in three ways.

The first is to fight with danger, the second is to run around in fear, and the third is to be powerless and stunned.

In the Taoist priest's view, Jun An is the third reaction at this time. However, there were countless thoughts already turning through Jun An's mind.

He wanted to urge the bell and summon the mind of the old man in the north. Although Jun An's combat experience is almost zero, he can also see that the Taoist priest on the other side is not smart, and the idea of the old man in the north can definitely make the opposite side kneel down and beg for mercy.

But the bell only has one chance to use, and this is not out of the desert yet, so of course Jun An is reluctant.

Well, he's got a solution.

When the Taoist priest grabbed the wrench on the ground and looked at it carefully, he even wore it on his hand. Jun An suddenly pulled out a short sword from behind his back and threw it at the Taoist priest. The short sword was like a bolt of lightning, and the Taoist priest didn't have time to raise his head before it pierced into his belly.

Jun An smiled, hit with one blow, one shot into the soul, and one sword made the Taoist priest fall.

The Taoist priest also laughed, blood flowing from the corners of his mouth, and his appearance was even more hideous. The Taoist priest is also a ruthless character, he pulled out his short sword and stood up strongly: "Little beast, ruthless enough, it's a big deal to pay for a life here." ”

After speaking, the Taoist priest struggled to pull out the long sword in his left hand, held the short sword in his right hand, and walked towards Jun'an step by step.

The ring of fire under Jun'an's feet gradually darkened, but he knew that an even greater threat was coming.

Just as the Taoist priest kept getting closer, a trace of white light seemed to flash in Jun An's chest, and he quickly entered the short sword. In an instant, Jun An seemed to hear the humming sound of the short sword, as if he had formed some kind of tacit understanding with the short sword.

Jun An'an moved, and the short sword also moved, and he actually broke free from the Taoist priest's hand, and turned his head in the air again, this time with great accuracy and inserted into the Taoist priest's chest.

The Taoist priest fell to the ground, his eyes were dull and full of doubts, and he said intermittently: "What's the matter, it's obvious that an ordinary person who doesn't know spells and has no cultivation, how can he know swordsmanship?" ”

Jun An didn't figure out why, but that didn't stop him from showing a victor's smile. He walked out of the already dim circle of fire step by step and stood in front of the Taoist priest.

Jun An leaned down, picked up the money bag that had fallen to the ground, and prepared to take off the wrench from the Taoist priest's hand. The Taoist priest looked at Jun An unwillingly, but unfortunately he was so angry that he couldn't stop it.

At the moment when Jun An touched the wrench, there seemed to be another glimmer of light in his chest, and after a slight flash, he drilled into the wrench.

At this moment, the wrench suddenly emitted a soft light, and Jun An was about to remove his hand, but found that some unprecedented images flashed in his mind.

That was the life of the Taoist priest, this little Taoist priest called Benlou, without father and mother, was taken in by a sect called the Immortal Curse Gate since he was a child. He started as a boy who did chores, because he was diligent, sweet-mouthed, and had some cunning scheming, he gradually gained attention, and was even accepted as a closed disciple by the Great Elder.

This building has also been kind, other brothers and sisters practice with cats and dogs, and test their own charms, but he can't bear it. However, in the cruel struggle of the sect, his heart hardened little by little, and in order to get ahead, he no longer bent on means. In the sect competition, he killed four senior brothers in a row, but he showed no mercy, stood in the ring, and accepted the envy of everyone with a calm face.

Because of his intelligence and diligence, he quickly became the leader of the new generation of disciples, at least at the level of the top three. The Great Elder even commented that he had never seen such an amazing protégé. Therefore, this time he was sent out to experience and gain more experience in the rivers and lakes.

The cultivator himself is going against the sky, and this building quickly became accustomed to the way of survival of the jungle. Although Dao Xing is not enough to see in the rivers and lakes of Great Xia, with his black hand, in just one year of training, he survived by killing people and robbing money, and he also got a lot of benefits.

Seeing this, Jun An breathed a long sigh of relief. After all, this was the first time he had killed someone, and seeing his originally tough life gradually disappear in his hands, he had some guilt, but because of these images, he became calm.

Jun An didn't care about the life of the Taoist priest, but he found something more important. It turned out that the process of cultivating talismans by Taoist priests was also presented in Jun An's mind. This building is young, and the cultivation is not very high, at most it can make a primary spirit rune.

But isn't this more like an enlightenment teacher for Jun An? Seeing Daoist Wang's increasingly weakened aura, he smiled, took the wrench, and put it on his hand.

Subsequently, Jun An closed his eyes and recalled the process of making talismans in this building, and occasionally opened his eyes, and also took out the "Talisman Sutra" in the baggage and swept it. The boring patterns and words in the book became very attractive, and his mind gradually cleared up. Jun An is sure that he has at least reached the level of this building, but he still suffers from lack of materials.

Material? Jun An's eyes lit up, isn't this building a talisman? Of course he will have materials in his baggage! Thinking of this, Jun An unceremoniously turned over the burden of the building.

Although he had been mentally prepared, when he opened the baggage, Jun An was still taken aback.

Of course, there were spell materials, a stack of yellow paper, a spell pen, and a small bottle of purple ink. Jun An knows that if you want to enhance the effect of the charm, sometimes there are more materials, and this building is walking in the rivers and lakes, maybe not equipped with more, but it is enough!

A spell that has already been made is obviously different from the normal one. It is carved into deerskin with a knife, and there is a faint light of gold lacquer. Jun An pondered for a moment, this was the three-corpse deerskin talisman that the Great Elder of the Immortal Rune Sect gave to the building to save his life.

There are two in total, and this building has used up one when he encountered a strong enemy, and he is not willing to use this one.

Jun An sighed, I am not willing to use the bell, and you are not willing to use this, otherwise it will be you who will die.

A silver needle, Jun An doesn't know if it's for curing diseases, or if it's used as a hidden weapon, anyway, in the memory of this building, it won't be this. He carefully wrapped it in case he needed it.

There was very little silver needed in the world, but Jun An found that there were more than a dozen spirit stones. This is the currency of the cultivation world, and it can also provide spiritual power for cultivation. Although Jun An has not really cultivated yet, he knows that they are good things, so he naturally hides them.

In addition, there are some dry food, pills, etc., which Jun'an has unceremoniously pocketed. There was only one embroidered shoe, which was the "commemoration" of the robbery of the royal priest, and Jun An threw it on the chest of the building with contempt. As for the long sword in this building, it is not convenient to carry, and Jun An did not want to take it.

After doing this, Jun An suddenly had a thought, took out the charm, and according to the process in his memory, made the simplest "fireball talisman", that is, the rune that trapped him. This is a primary spirit rune, there is no difficulty, Jun An does not have to work hard to complete.

He stood up, packed up everything, and with an expressionless face, he urged the runes and threw them at the corpse of the building, and suddenly the flames flickered, far better than the fireball technique that the building had just cast. In the crackling sound, Jun An gradually drifted away.

Thousands of miles away, a middle-aged Taoist priest bowed his head and whispered to the great elder who was meditating: "The soul lamp in this building has been extinguished. ”