"Reckless, reckless!" Zhao Wen hurriedly smiled: "I'm just thinking about it, hehe." ”

"Do you know that even a fifth-level talisman has to be dealt with carefully in the Grandmaster Realm? The entire Haori Empire, with a population of billions, do you know how many people are in the Grandmaster Realm? A fifth-level talisman can put you above billions of people, what is the concept? Bai Qingluo crossed her hands on her hips and chattered endlessly.

"Huh!" Zhao Wen smiled, his hands suddenly shook, and dozens of books in his hands actually rose into the air, and they were controlled by Zhao Wen and flew to the bookshelf one after another, and they were embedded in the bookshelf at all, and the position of all the books was not wrong or missing, as if they had not been touched at all.

Bai Qingluo's face stiffened, and then she realized that Zhao Wen was neither her student nor her subordinate, and his strength might be stronger than herself, and what she said just now might make Zhao Wen dislike.

Zhao Wenyang raised the two books left in his hand, "Selected Fu Gong" and "Detailed Explanation of the Basic Array Diagram", and said, "Sister Qingluo, I'll take these two books back to study first." It's almost the New Year, and I'm going to leave the martial arts academy for a while, so I won't bother much.

"Where are you going?" Bai Qingluo was a little angry, didn't she just count him down a few words, what kind of character did she play with me.

Zhao Wen didn't see a trace of unhappiness on his face, but said lightly: "Oh, Sister Qingluo, I'll go buy some materials." ”

"You!" Zhao Wen's not salty and not light appearance made Bai Qingluo stomp his feet angrily! With such a good talent, why don't you want to spend your mind on runes? Bai Qingluo was very incomprehensible, and even felt sorry.

You must know that the rune master is highly respected in the Mountain Rock Continent, and his status is quite high!

Like Bai Qingluo, who was already a fourth-level rune master at a young age, she didn't hug her wherever she went, and everyone looked at her with envy and respect, how could she be as plain as Zhao Wen.

However, Bai Qingluo still took a deep breath and said, "I'll take you there." ”

I don't know why, in the face of Zhao Wen, Bai Qingluo can always suppress her temper, if she were a different person, she would have shouted someone to blast out the light and dark rune tower.

Zhao Wen hurriedly said: "Thank you, Sister Qingluo." ”

"Hmm!" Bai Qingluo, who was still angry, snorted in her nose, and led Zhao Wen downstairs, came to the trading area on the second floor, and knocked on the counter.

"Knock knock!" woke up a middle-aged man lying on the counter with a snort.

The middle-aged man didn't know what he dreamed about, saliva hung on the corners of his mouth, and he was grinning with his eyes closed.

After being awakened by the sound of percussion, he frowned, his eyes did not open, he raised one hand and waved vigorously: "Go, go, don't sell anything!" What time is this, don't disturb Lao Tzu's sleep. ”

Next to the shelves behind the counter, an old man was holding an account book, checking the shelves, while holding a pen to record something, he turned his head when he heard the voice, and just saw the middle-aged man lying on the counter driving Bai Qingluo.

"Oops!" This scene made the old man feel dying, and he hurriedly wanted to open his mouth to scold the middle-aged man.

Before the old man could speak, Bai Qingluo's voice had already sounded softly: "Where is the secret guard?" ”

Hearing this, the old man was shocked, his hands trembled and he couldn't even hold the account book and pen in his hand, so he fell down.

Zhao Wen only saw that the air in front of him suddenly distorted, a white light flashed, and the two black-clothed people seemed to be squeezed out of the space, and suddenly appeared in front of Bai Qingluo, landed on one knee, and said at the same time: "I've seen the deputy tower master!" ”

"Hmm!" Bai Qingluo's face was expressionless, and she pointed at the middle-aged man lying on the counter with her hand: "Throw me the rune tower, never be hired!" ”

The old man in the back opened his mouth to ask for mercy, Bai Qingluo's dissatisfied eyes glanced at him lightly, and the old man was so frightened that he quickly closed his mouth, but his eyes were a little dull.

Two men in black jumped over the counter, one grabbed one of the middle-aged man's arms, and rose to his feet.

In mid-air, the middle-aged man finally woke up, opened his blank eyes, and just wanted to scream, but he couldn't make a sound, and was taken downstairs directly by two black-clothed people.

Zhao Wen touched his nose and glanced at the ordinary guards standing on the second floor with a straight posture, this unlucky guy seemed to have been harmed by himself.

The more beautiful the woman, the more you can't offend, no, she immediately showed off her muscles, obviously there are ordinary guards who don't need it, so I have to call some secret guards out, and I'm scared to death.

Zhao Wen lowered his eyebrows, I can't see anything, I can't see it......

The old man behind the counter stepped forward tremblingly: "Deputy Tower Master, ...... you?" ”

Bai Qingluo pointed at Zhao Wen and said, "He wants to buy something." ”

Only then did the old man notice Zhao Wen, and he was shocked again, this is the demon star Zhao Wen?

It seems that his nephew deserves to be unlucky, making the deputy tower master lose face in front of outsiders.

People become old and fine, and the old man instantly thinks of a rough idea.

Hurriedly looked at Zhao Wen enthusiastically and said: "This is Zhao Wen Xiaoyou, who is now in the limelight of the Martial Arts Academy, I don't know what Xiaoyou needs?" ”

"Ahem!" Zhao Wen was also a little embarrassed, cleared his throat and said, "Do you have the spirit ink to draw the rune paper of the third-level and fourth-level runes?" Oh, and I need a good talisman pen. ”

I still want third- and fourth-level materials! Bai Qingluo rolled her eyes, and said to herself, he just didn't want the fifth-level materials. A lucky boy who just drew a second-level vajra talisman, what is it to be a runemaster?

Bai Qingluo roared in the bottom of her heart! I was born in the Rune Guild, and I have been exposed to it, and it has taken me twenty years to learn the way of runes, and I am only a fourth-level rune master, but this arrogant Zhao Wen, he wants to be angry with me!

Bai Qingluo's chest rose and fell for a while, and the emerald green dress tightly wrapped around the towering twin peaks, and she almost couldn't hold back and burst out in one breath.

The old man thought for a moment and asked, "I don't know what attribute of the talisman you needs to draw, the talisman with different attributes, the rune paper and spirit ink required for drawing are completely different. ”

"Huh?" Zhao Wen was also a little stunned for a while, he really didn't think about what attributes to draw.

Bai Qingluo slapped himself on the forehead, stupid boy, I am really convinced, I don't understand anything, opening my mouth and closing my mouth is a third-level and fourth-level material.

Bai Qingluo couldn't stay any longer, she was afraid that if she stayed for a while, she would go crazy! I really want to shout at the mess to beat this damn Zhao Wen into a pig's head and kick out the rune tower! What the hell!

Bai Qingluo suppressed her anger and said with a cold face: "I still have something to do, let's go first, you can buy it slowly!" ”

After speaking, he didn't care about the reaction of others, and walked upstairs.

Old man: "The deputy tower master walks slowly." ”

Zhao Wen: "Goodbye, Sister Qingluo." ”

The words of the two almost didn't make Bai Qingluo stumble, waved her hand, and left without looking back.

As soon as Bai Qingluo left, Zhao Wen and the old man both breathed a sigh of relief, and the atmosphere became relaxed.

Zhao Wen hurriedly took out the "Selected Fu Gong" that he put in his arms, and rummaged through it in front of the old man.

"How many credits do you need to redeem this third-level fire talisman, rune paper, and spirit ink?" Zhao Wen asked, pointing to the picture depicting the fire talisman in the book.

"Well, Xiaoyou is a distinguished guest of the tower owner, and one copy is 7,000 credits." The old man said with a smile.

Zhao Wen's face stiffened when he heard this, so expensive?

The old man seemed to see that Zhao Wen didn't know much about the material, so he simply introduced: "Fire attribute materials are easier to find, so they are cheaper, if it is a thunderbolt talisman, a material needs at least 15,000 credits." ”

"Then if it is drawn into a talisman, how many credits do you receive?" Zhao Wen asked again.

"The success rate of third-level rune drawing is not low, and there are many people in our rune tower who draw and sell, and they are generally recycled twice as much as the material. That is to say, if you have ten materials, half of your success rate will be guaranteed, and more will be earned. The old man replied carefully.

"Then this fourth-level hurricane talisman, the material geometry?" Zhao Wen asked again.

The old man's eyes were strange, and he looked at Zhao Wen and said unhurriedly: "Fourth-level materials are generally priceless, but our Rune Tower has stored some, and a material costs about 200,000 credits." As for the fifth-level materials, we don't have them in the Rune Tower. Even the Panling City Rune Guild is afraid that there are only two or three copies, and they are all used to make runes. If it is successful, it will be the treasure of the town association, and I am afraid it will not be sold. ”

Zhao Wen was stunned, a fourth-level material costs 200,000 credits, and he can't afford to sell himself. He even asked for fifth-level materials, no wonder Bai Qingluo was angry.

Scratching his head in embarrassment, Zhao Wen calculated that he would have more than 50,000 credits, so he simply bought some third-level materials.

So he bargained with the old man, and finally bought an ordinary talisman pen with 10,000 credits, and bought three copies of the fire talisman material and three copies of the earth and rock talisman materials with the remaining credits.

Almost spent the credits, and came out of the Light and Dark Rune Tower.

After returning to the small building behind Fengji Hall, he sorted out his belongings, tied them into a small package, carried them on his back, and fixed the Youtan gun behind his back, so he decided to hurry overnight.

In fact, it was mainly Zhao Wenjing who was extremely thoughtful and lazy to stay in the martial arts academy.

The last time he returned to the Martial Academy from the Pharmacy Guild, Zhao Wen had never gone out, and he had been cultivating diligently, and after being stuffy in the Martial Academy for so long, Zhao Wen was also a little tired.

Out of the martial arts courtyard, it was already late at night, and the entire Panling City was quiet.

Zhao Wen is now making great progress, like a puff of light smoke, and he left quickly.

Not long after Zhao Wen left, on the courtyard wall of the martial arts academy, Zhu Qingfeng appeared silently.

Looking at the direction of Zhao Wen's departure, he muttered: "I can't protect you for a lifetime, the young eagle always has to fly high, this time, I hope everything is safe." ”

In the dark night, on the high wall, an old man with white hair stood alone, alone.

Prairie.

Zhao Wen quickly left the city and entered the vast grassland.

The grassland in the darkness is like a chaotic beast, silently opening its deep mouth.

Ordinary timid people, in such a dark night, do not dare to take a step at all.

However, Zhao Wen was naturally not among them, his body was like the wind, and he was involved in the grassland.

Soon, goose feather snow fell over the grassland, and the cold snowflakes fell on Zhao Wen's face, making Zhao Wen slow down.

This snow, blank, fell one after another.

The wind blew, and in an instant the snowflakes swirled, like a silver dragon soaring into the air, flapping and wandering on the grassland.

Zhao Wen couldn't help but feel proud, his body shook, and the Youtan gun on his back rose to the sky, Zhao Wenteng held the gun, chasing the wind and snow and spilling out the spear flowers, piercing the silver dragon, so unhappy!

Just as Zhao Wen was dancing the gun to his heart's content, a pair of faint green flames lit up in the distance, which was still infiltrating in the darkness.

Then two pairs, three pairs, and soon a large green faint pupil shimmered.

A fishy smell, with a hint of bloodthirsty chill, mixed into the wind and snow, stirring the vast prairie......