In the next month, in addition to his daily practice, Lin Chengfeng spent the rest of his time preparing for the battle!

But there aren't many things he can do, after all, he can't refine weapons now, he can't refine pills, and he can't form formations, and all he can do is draw talismans!

Therefore, Lin Chengfeng even abandoned the rest time at night, and devoted himself to the painting of the Fu Seal, thanks to the fact that he has been learning the way of the Fu Seal recently, and he can use the yellow Fu for practice at will, so he doesn't have to worry about the material.

However, in the end, time was pressing, and he needed to practice other techniques, so he couldn't devote himself wholeheartedly, and in more than a month, Lin Chengfeng only drew more than 20,000 runes.

"Isn't that a little too little?" Lin Chengfeng put the talismans stacked into a hill in the room into the storage bag, and said worriedly.

These runes seem to be a lot of them, but in order to be able to deal with various situations, Lin Chengfeng has drawn a total of more than fifty kinds of runes, which means that on average, there are only four or five hundred of each type of rune seals.

It's a pity that tomorrow is the hunting festival, and there is no more time to prepare......

Lin Chengfeng sighed secretly, and then took out a Zhenyue talisman and pasted it on his body.

After a few months of practice, he was able to draw the Zhenyue Talisman on the most basic yellow paper.

However, it is inevitable that there will be another oolong incident, Lin Chengfeng did not visualize the sacred mountains such as Buzhou Mountain, but in his previous life, he relied on Wuyue Taishan and drew a thick artistic conception into a symbol!

Sticking this talisman on his body is like really carrying a mountain, if he hadn't adjusted the strength in advance, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to stand up now.

However, this is also equivalent to exercising anywhere, increasing the strength of the body, saving the time for special body refining, and suppressing part of the strength, which has the effect of confusing the enemy.

Lin Chengfeng tried to move his whole body, except for some struggle, everything else was fine, but he looked at the empty waist, and then remembered that he was still missing a sword!

Fortunately, you don't have to prepare the weapon yourself, just ask for one.

Thinking like this, Lin Chengfeng rode the crane to the Taiyi Immortal Palace, and after seeing the head of Xuanwei, he hurriedly spoke.

"Master, disciple is ready to participate in this year's hunting festival!"

"Well, it's not bad to have some experience with the enemy, it's not a good thing to do it behind closed doors!" The head of Xuanwei nodded approvingly.

Even if Lin Chengfeng didn't take the initiative to mention this, he planned to personally come to the door tomorrow to persuade this little disciple to participate in the hunting sacrifice.

Increasing the experience of facing the enemy is secondary, and the most important thing is to let Lin Chengfeng have more contact with the senior brothers of the sect, so as to help enhance this genius disciple's sense of identity with the Taiyi Sect.

"The disciple heard from the senior brother that the several peaks around the Luoxia Mountain Range are full of miasma, and they are full of some extremely vicious demon beasts, and they are afraid of their lives if they enter it, so ......" Lin Chengfeng said this, so he bowed down heavily and said loudly.

"Disciple Lin Chengfeng begs the master to give him a treasure!"

For Lin Chengfeng, who has watched countless Xianxia movies and novels in his previous life, he knows very well what is the first thing a qualified monk should do when he goes down the mountain or steps into a dangerous dungeon?

Of course, please ask the master to give you a treasure!

You don't see that in the Romance of the Gods, the apprentice who holds the treasure in his hand can chase after the monk who is several realms higher!

Although there are no gods such as Fantian Seal and Zhuxian Sword in this immortal cultivation world, the importance of magic weapons is also self-evident.

Listening to Lin Chengfeng's words, the corners of Xuanwei's mouth couldn't help twitching.

He wants the treasure himself, but where can he find it?

And with the strength of his little disciple, it's not bad not to bully those demon beasts hidden in the mountains!

Do you know why the hunting festival is only held once every four years?

It's not to avoid the demon beasts in the mountains being killed......

It's not okay to fish with all your might!

You must know that the skin, blood, bones, and demon pills of demon beasts are all good materials, which can be used to make pills and magic weapons.

However, Xuan Wei couldn't help but be a little strange, what did his eldest disciple Chen Qingyun say to Lin Chengfeng......

What does this scare the child into?

"Ride the wind, don't listen to your senior brother's nonsense, those demon beasts are just some wild demons, your strength is still rest assured!"

Xuan Wei said with relief. Later, he told Lin Chengfeng that when he entered those peaks, the disciples of the Taiyi Sect were all acting in a small team, and they could take care of each other, and there was an experienced Ning Dan Realm cultivator leading the team, so there was basically no problem.

"But what if you encounter a demon beast from the Jindan Realm?" Lin Chengfeng said worriedly, according to Murphy's Law, as long as a bad thing has the possibility of happening, no matter how small the possibility is, it will always happen!

"How is this possible!" The head of Xuanwei shook his head amusedly, although the demon beasts in the hunting ground were alienated into monsters because they absorbed a lot of spiritual power, they did not have the possibility of advancing to the Jindan realm at all.

Lin Chengfeng immediately understood that it was impossible for him to ask for a treasure, so he had to retreat and bluntly say that he lacked a weapon to take advantage of!

"Well, this is also ......" The head of Xuanwei did not refuse again this time, and after thinking about it, he took out a four-foot-long cyan long sword.

This sword is very peculiar, the blade is wide and straight, there is a deep groove in the middle, and there are complicated forbidden seals engraved around it, and it does not automatically glow like other swords.

"Master, what grade is this sword?" Lin Chengfeng asked curiously, he didn't know much about the refining weapon, and he couldn't intuitively distinguish which was good and which was bad.

"Holy Product!" The head of Xuanwei said bluntly.

This sword was naturally prepared by him for Lin Chengfeng a long time ago, and the reason why he did not give it for a long time was because he considered that this little disciple's cultivation time was still too short, and such a holy product divine sword was powerful, and if it was not used well, it might hurt himself.

Lin Chengfeng was stunned for a moment, most of the treasures and exercises in the immortal cultivation world were rated by mortal, spirit, saint, and dao.

The holy objects are precious, but they are not the most powerful.

Of course, he didn't think that this sword was weak, but he was a little worried that when he fought with others in the future, he would lose because of the gap in weapons.

Perhaps seeing Lin Chengfeng's doubts, the head of Xuanwei explained angrily. "The magic weapons of the Dao are usually born with spiritual consciousness, and they need to cultivate their divine consciousness in order to recognize the Lord and exert its power."

"As for the magic weapon of the Dao Grade, when you break through the Yuanying Realm, come and ask me for it!"

After drawing a big cake for the little disciple as an encouragement, Xuan Wei signaled that Lin Chengfeng could give the sword a name.

"Why don't you call it the Hidden Blade Sword!" Lin Chengfeng took the sword and looked at it carefully for a while, and muttered to himself.