Ye Lei was stunned, he had never thought about this problem once, and it all ended in failure. It is difficult for a good woman to cook without rice, even if there is exquisite technology, but there is no room for display, a generation of famous teachers will also disappear, now as long as he has a piece of paper, plus the appropriate rune ink, not to mention a spirit talisman, even if it is an ancient spirit rune, with Ye Lei's ability, it is also possible to draw it.

Qian Wanqing's words couldn't help but make the young man hopeful, this slave "old man", maybe there is really a way to get it!

"Yes." Ye Lei said, he couldn't help but look at Qian Wanqing carefully, the other party didn't seem to be lying.

Qian Wanqing's body even trembled a little, "Okay! Wait a month to get out! ”

Once they enter the underground of the Shuangri Giant Pit, unless the work is completed, they will not return to the ground for the time being, according to Qian Wanqing, as long as they return to the ground, they can find a way to get these things for Ye Lei, Ye Lei did not ask much about this, first, this is Qian Wanqing's secret, people may not be willing to say; Second, it was just a transaction between them, Ye Lei agreed that as long as the other party provided the corresponding items, he would give the corresponding spirit gathering runes for free.

Qian Wanqing finally survived a month with full expectations, and during this period, he took care of Ye Lei in every way. The hope is strong, as if returning to that magnificent era.

The Dry Grass Society is a secret organization among these human slaves, with few members, only a dozen people, and no one knows when they were founded, let alone the past history of these members, but they don't talk about the past, because they have a common goal, that is, to escape from here and return to the human world. The Withgrass Society has been waiting for an opportunity, and that opportunity has finally arrived.

They are an organization born of human slaves, like withered grass, but they yearn for life, and only a little spark can set the prairie on fire. This is the Dry Grass Society.

In an abandoned cave in the Shuangri Giant Pit, more than a dozen people sat around, the sound of water droplets in the distance was clearly visible, it was late at night, a beam of moonlight fell on Ye Lei's face, the blood-red fangs twitched slightly, and all the grimaces looked at him, although he now has to cultivate to basically all of them are suppressed, but from the eyes of these people, they can still see their former momentum, this kind of vicissitudes accumulated with experience and experience will only be more intense.

It's not just Qingmian, any of them is pulled to the immortal cultivation realm, I'm afraid it is an existence above the power! Ye Lei said secretly in his heart.

"Red Fang, these are the brothers of the Withered Grass Society, whether this matter is successful or not depends on the skills of the Daoists." Qian Wanqing sat next to Ye Lei, clasping his fists with both hands, although the environment was bad, how could he care about these vulgar rites as a monk, as long as he escaped from this place, all of them were powerful figures.

"Legend has it that the runes at that time could draw the spirit talisman, which was passed on, but later it was abandoned by the talisman, and I couldn't imagine that there was such a genius in the current immortal cultivation world, the Red Tooth Daoist, if this time I could, the later things, I will be the head of the horse, and obey the arrangement of the Red Tooth Daoist." The person who spoke, although his voice was small but sonorous and powerful, happened to look at Ye Lei, wearing a ghost mask with a black face and a skeleton, and his eyes were shining, Ye Lei knew that this person should be the current leader of the Dead Grass Society, the Black Skull.

It is clear that none of these names, including Qingmian, are their real names. The current Ye Lei has also been replaced by the name Red Fang.

Ye Lei thought for a moment, and just smiled slightly, "You are all seniors in the immortal cultivation world, how dare the juniors give orders, just want to draw a spirit talisman and escape from here, and go their separate ways in the future, if you don't see each other, it is better." ”

The black skeleton nodded with satisfaction, the question just now was really a temptation, thinking that these people, although they are now slaves, but once they go out, with their cultivation, how can they obey the arrangement of a yellow-haired boy, besides, they are unwilling to reveal their real names, just because they are afraid of dirtying their names, so that if they never see each other, this humiliating history will be buried forever, not only him, I am afraid it is also Qian Wanqing's thoughts.

"Okay, Daoist friends are benevolent and righteous, I don't know what materials are needed." The Black Skull continued, there are some useless empty words, time is pressing, in case it is discovered by those demons, don't tell it, I'm afraid the secret of the Withered Grass Society will also be discovered.

"Rune pen, ordinary rune paper. Of course, there is also rune ink, and in addition to cinnabar, a kind of Poria cocos powder and firefly powder are also needed. "Not to mention the Gathering Spirit Rune, even if it is the material of the Ancient Spirit Rune, Ye Lei has long been familiar with it.

To make a spirit talisman, the requirements for the rune pen and rune paper are very low, but the rune ink is relatively high.

The black skull repeated what Ye Lei said, and only replied after half a sound, "The rune pen and rune paper are easy to say, but they are ordinary, and the cinnabar in the rune ink is also available, but this Poria powder and firefly powder still need some time to prepare." ”

Ye Lei also knew that even if this withered grass would have some reserves, marginal things like Poria powder and firefly powder, let alone here, were rare even in the world of cultivating immortals.

"It's okay, Black Skull, let's hurry up and prepare!" Qian Wanqing said, although things are not in order, but I always see hope, thinking about these hundreds of thousands of human slaves, I don't believe that I can't even find this little thing!

Anyway, Qian Wanqing and they have some small spirit stones, and it shouldn't matter if they change some Poria powder and firefly powder.

After the meeting, Ye Lei returned to his residence, the weather was hot now, and the stench in the cave was permeating, but he bumped into the demon Zheng Yi, who was holding a human baby in his arms at this time, licking his lips with a scarlet tongue, and strode out.

"Today's appetizers are available! Hahaha! ”

Ye Lei was almost gagging, his face was calm, but his heart was tumbling, one day, I will pound this demon's hole!

The ideal is not big, but it is based on the premise of freedom, and looking at the past, it is as if an invisible mission suddenly came. The hot and dry air was heralding a heavy rain, and just a month ago, Wang Yue took advantage of this to escape, and the darkness before dawn suppressed a special aura.

Unexpectedly, the next day, I received a notice from Qingmian that the Dry Grass Society had prepared all the materials, and tonight, the cave continued last time.

Ye Lei put a large piece of black spar on top of the cart and breathed a sigh of relief, he couldn't imagine that the efficiency of this Dry Grass Club would be so high! In fact, if you think about it, they have been in trouble for many years again, and they finally have such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and they don't hurry up to collect it.

......

The black skeleton handed a purple talisman pen into Ye Lei's hand, this pen is much thinner than the ordinary talisman pen, despite this, the pen shaft is still hollow pattern, a delicate dragon winds up, the top of the talisman pen is a fluorescent stone, the light of the stone and the low of the pen form a strong contrast, it looks dignified and gorgeous.

The most important thing is the end of the rune pen, which is as thin as a hair, but it is elastic, Ye Lei's eyes lit up, is this the legendary purple dragon rune pen?

Legend has it that this purple dragon rune pen is the royal pen of a generation of drawing talisman master Zi Xin'er, although she has not reached the level of the Fu King until she ascends, but her masterpiece is also one of the best spirit runes in the world of cultivating immortals, and for the ancient best spirit runes, this Zi Xin'er can also be drawn, and the types can reach as many as five.

Of course, Ye Lei also has a rune pen, and the quality is not bad, but as far as this purple dragon rune pen is concerned, it is a big thing!

"Purple Dragon Rune Pen! I originally wanted to use an ordinary talisman pen, but I didn't expect to be able to see such a treasure today! No matter how calm Ye Lei is, he can't help but praise him.

The black skull nodded, the withered grass will be established for so many years, of course, there are some family backgrounds, the rune pen is not the same as the magic weapon, it does not have spiritual power itself, or rather, the high-level rune pen has the effect of hiding spiritual power, only in the hands of the painter will shine, the black skull vaguely remembers that this purple dragon rune pen is in the world of cultivating immortals, he killed a Yuanying monk to obtain the trophy, the thing is a good thing, but it is useless for himself, and even the demon did not take it away at the beginning, so he has kept it.

Since it is a drawing of the spirit talisman, it is related to the life of the family, of course, you must come up with the best talisman pen!

"Hehe, you think this thing is good, but for us laymen, I don't understand, as long as Taoist friends help us today, this talisman pen is just a small gift." The black skull said as he pulled out another stack of rune paper from his bosom.

The quality of the rune paper is average, only the medium grade.

It doesn't matter, what matters is the rune ink. The black skull made a color, and beside him, a monk with a strange pattern grimace pulled out a paper bag.

The paper packets were scattered, and they were full of cinnabar. I saw him smile slightly, "Alas, cinnabar is easy to say, but the poria powder and firefly powder are wasted for some trouble, and it is really troublesome to deal with those corpses!" ”

Huawen said that he took out a small paper bag, which contained Poria cocos powder and firefly powder.

Ye Lei listened quietly, he could vaguely guess the origin of this Poria powder and firefly powder, presumably those human slaves were not satisfied with their little spirit stones, or had other needs, so that the business failed, but killed them, otherwise what would they say about disposing of the corpses?

Although these are also human beings, what is the life of human beings for the sake of freedom? At the beginning, in the human world, the strong were respected, but it was not the same as treating the weak as grass mustard?

This kind of thing, Ye Lei naturally won't ask too much, maybe his thoughts are the same as others, that is, to escape from this giant pit.

Ye Lei held his breath, he hadn't drawn a talisman for a long time, but he didn't have the slightest rustiness, he held the purple dragon talisman pen in his hand, and suddenly had an unusually cordial feeling, as if this talisman pen was born for himself, in fact, the talisman pen and magic weapons have the same spirituality, they also know each other's skills and quality, just like the black skeleton, if held in his hand, it is no different from an ordinary brush.

Looks like you've really gotten a good thing this time!