'This purchase of talisman spiritual materials, if all the seals are drawn as close talismans, it will probably be able to draw seven or eight close talismans.

Gu Qing's thoughts turned, and he had already returned to Zuiyun Xuan.

He had just entered the magnificent shop that was built into a large hall in Zuiyun Xuan, and in the spacious front hall, he happened to meet two bald-headed male cultivators who were extremely strangely dressed and had half of their arms exposed.

Gu Qing's heart suddenly froze.

'These two are no small few!

Since then, he has sensed a strong sense of oppression in the bodies of the two of them, as if standing in front of him at this moment are two rounds of volleys, and he has not moved at all, and he has staggered past these two people.

But at this time.

The two bald-headed male cultivators dressed strangely stopped at the same time, and the two glanced at each other, and then looked back at Gu Qing together.

"The physical body of this Qi refining minor cultivator is very strong."

"And it's a little abnormally strong, most of them have some secrets."

The two did not shy away from talking.

While they were talking here, the two of them were staring at Gu Qing's back, and there was already a slight burning meaning in their eyes.

Gu Qing had a feeling of being on his back.

He quietly quickened his pace.

It wasn't until he walked out of this front hall and came to the verdant mountains behind Zuiyun Xuan that the feeling of being on his back slowly disappeared on Gu Qing's body, and he breathed a sigh of relief, his expression was slightly gloomy.

'These two people, most of them are foundation building cultivators! And it's not just an ordinary foundation repair! These two people walked out of the drunken cloud xuan, could it be that they also lived in this drunken cloud xuan? It's a bit of a hassle......

I thought so.

Gu Qing had already returned to the first-class cave mansion area of Zuiyun Xuan, and in front of the twelfth cave mansion, he took out the purple gold color formation token and went straight through the thick formation light curtain of the white color.

Back in the quiet room of the cave, Gu Qing sat quietly for a while.

Then, he entered the stele space again.

Inside the stele space.

Gu Qing's figure appeared in front of the pitch-black stone stele, and he came to the left area after the expansion of the stone stele's space, in front of the blue-patterned wooden table.

He took a strip of green bamboo spirit ink.

The ink strip of this green bamboo spirit ink weighs about one or two, and after grinding it into spirit ink, Gu Qing can use it to draw spirit talismans fourteen to fifteen times.

As for the other second-order runes, they can use a strip of green bamboo spirit ink to grind out the spirit ink, and it is not necessarily how many times the spirit rune is drawn.

This point mainly depends on the habits and level of the talisman.

Gu Qing held the ink strip of this green bamboo spirit ink, and he was about to grind it into spirit ink on the inkstone of the medium-grade magic weapon.

At this time, he suddenly remembered something.

'The ink strips of spiritual ink need to be injected into spiritual power, but in fact, the spiritual power injected into it only has the effect of dissolving spiritual ink, and spiritual ink can not only be dissolved by spiritual power, even if it is not refined spiritual energy, it can also dissolve spiritual ink......

Gu Qing narrowed his eyes.

His consciousness moved, and from the spiritual pool outside the hundred zhang, he took a small ball of wood spiritual liquid, this mass of wood spiritual liquid was about half a tael, and he placed it in the inkstone of the medium-grade magic instrument, holding the ink strip of this green bamboo spiritual ink, and grinding it in the inkstone.

This time, he didn't inject any more spiritual power into the ink strips.

All in all, the cost of this kind of attempt is not high, he can afford it, if there is a good result, it is naturally excellent, even if the result of the attempt is not satisfactory, she is only losing an ink strip of green bamboo spirit ink, and half a tael of wood spiritual liquid.

The process of grinding ink is quite redundant for many talismans, but Gu Qing can enjoy this process.

Watching the ink strips turn into spiritual ink, like spring breeze and rain, he can always become calm and focused, just like that.

Gu Qing's mind sank into the sea of knowledge.

He sensed that his own talisman was trembling slightly, and he had been for a long time

He hadn't paid attention to this first-order rune, his mind tried to focus on it, and he seemed to be able to see a mottled light cluster composed of many illusory first-order spirit runes, and he knew that this mottled light cluster was his first-order rune.

At this time, this mottled light cluster, with continuous tremors, gradually emerged from the white mist.

This white and vast mist, as if it was about to turn into the phantom of some spirit rune, Gu Qing noticed this, his heart moved, and he immediately knew that the opportunity to transform his own rune into a second-order rune had arrived.

He still slowly grinded the ink strip of green bamboo spiritual ink into spiritual ink with half a tael of wood spiritual liquid, and then picked up the red blood rune pen placed on the pen holder on the side, and lined up ten cyan second-level rune papers on the wooden table in front of him.

Gu Qing didn't hesitate, Huo Ran put down the pen.

Four hours hurried by.

The spiritual power in Gu Qing's body bottomed out, and he stopped drawing spirit runes.

Now.

He has painted the spirit rune more than 60 times, basically the second-order rune paper purchased this time, as well as the remaining rune paper, all the remaining rune paper, all the remaining two complete ink strips of green bamboo spirit ink, and the remaining spirit ink can also be painted four to five times in the inkstone of the medium-grade magic instrument on the table.

Gu Qing placed the red blood talisman pen on the pen stand, picked up the waste talisman on the wooden table, and immediately ignited a blood-colored flame in his hand, 1 In a few seconds, all these waste talismans were burned to powder.

His divine sense burned up the waste talisman and turned it into powder, and took it into the spiritual soil in front of the pitch-black stone tablet, and then picked up a pile of spiritual talismans on the wooden table.

There are a total of fifteen talismans in this pile, all of which are close talismans.

This time, the success rate of his seal painting spirit runes has greatly exceeded his expectations, and this is due to two points, one of which is that he used wood spirit liquid to study ink this time, which made the spirit ink he developed contained in the spiritual energy, compared to the previous richness, greatly improved his rune success rate.

As for the other point, it is his rune paper.

His mind was condensed in his own sea of consciousness, on the colorful light cluster shape of the rune, at this time, above his rune, there was already a second-order lower grade spirit rune, the phantom of the near talisman.

That is to say.

At this moment, he has already condensed the second-order rune, and if he draws the seal talisman in the future, the success rate will be greatly improved!

Gu Qing looked at this pile of close talismans and groaned slightly.

'Fifteen close talismans, one small transfer talisman, this time I will return to the ruins of the cave mansion, the preparation should be sufficient, but I don't have the second-order mid-grade spirit talisman, the small transfer talisman of the seal painting method, if the last kind of small transfer talisman is used, I don't know where else to get this kind of small transfer talisman? In this Kurongfang City, there is no such second-order mid-grade small transfer charm for sale......

'Knowing this, when I met Cui Guan of the Hanhai Heavenly Fu Sect in the Xiuzhen Dafang of Huifeng Valley, I should have purchased more of this kind of second-order mid-grade small transfer charm in the hands of Cui Guan, this kind of small transfer charm is simply an excellent life-saving thing for going out.

Regret is useless and adds to your troubles.

'Just take a trip to the Hanhai Heavenly Rune Sect in the future!'

I thought so.

Gu Qing returned to the spiritual pool in front of the pitch-black stone tablet, on the ice platform where the water was condensed by the spiritual liquid, he drank a small sip of the spiritual liquid, and the water was returned to the same work, recovering the blood-colored spiritual power in his body.

On July 17, black clouds accumulated over Longze Lake.

Before noon, a curtain of rain fell like a waterfall.

After Gu Qing and Ren Chan explained and ordered him not to go out, he passed through the heavy formation light curtain of the white color, went out of the cave area, and in a remote stall, he bought a protective robe and put it on his body.

Gu Qing was shrouded in a black masking robe, and walked briskly in the direction of Zhaoyu Tower, as he walked, it was like holding an invisible umbrella, and the rain line became bent three inches away from his body.

The same is true of the stagnant water that splashed at him from the ground.

All the way to the front of the Zhaoyu Tower, there was not half a drop of rain falling on Gu Qing's body, he paused in front of the Zhaoyu Tower, his nose moved slightly, as if he smelled the smell of rain, it was a kind of taste from the vast sky, nurtured in the dark clouds, baptized by thunder, fresh and dusty.

'The Little Sumeru Array is really wonderful, turning the originally fifty-mile radius of Kulonean Island into a five-hundred-mile radius of Kurong Fang, and the celestial phenomena and terrain are not the slightest bit strange......

Gu Qing sighed in his heart.

His gaze swept around him, pausing at a slightly thin figure who was also wearing a masking robe.

Gu Qing quietly looked away, walked towards the Zhaoyu Building, walked all the way to the first four floors, and came to the fifth floor of the Zhaoyu Building.

At this time, the fifth floor of the Zhaoyu Building has changed a lot compared to the auction some time ago, the seven suspended stands, as well as the circle of seats in the auction hall, and the heavenly dome carved from crystal, with water and fish, have all disappeared.

Instead, there was a slightly dimly lit hall and a large number of cubicles, where many monks were feasting on spiritual food.

Although most of the monks in the current Kurong Fang have gone to the water area where the ruins of the Cave Cultivation Mansion are located, the business on the fifth floor of the Zhaoyu Building does not seem to have been affected by anything, and it is still hot.

Gu Qing searched for a few breaths on the fifth floor of the Zhaoyu Building, and found the 371 compartment, this compartment was located in the depths of the fifth floor, the light here was even darker, and each compartment was a closed stone room.

Outside the stone door of each compartment stood a young monk in the early stage of Qi refining, both men and women, all of whom were quite good-looking.

Naturally, the 371 compartment is no exception.

Gu Qing walked past a young female cultivator in a green skirt, her eyes under the black robe moved slightly, and she glanced at the young female cultivator standing outside the door of the cubicle, and she remembered the lively girl in the pink dress in the early stage of qi refining in the auction hall that day.

'Zhou Long is dead, and there is no way for him to survive under the power of the old servant of the Murong family's foundation, the collapse of the Dao foundation.

'It's really cheap to die like this.

Gu Qing pushed open the stone door of the 371 compartment and walked into the 371 compartment, and the stone door behind him closed automatically.

He glanced at the chamber.