"What's going on lately?"

"The combat power of the disciples on the Sword Sect's side has skyrocketed, causing our Frost Moon Sect disciples to suffer huge casualties in the battle!"

In the main hall of the Frost Moon Gate, a high-ranking person roared in a low voice, shaking the entire palace.

"Great Elder, I've already sent someone to investigate."

"The Sword Sect established the Fu Pavilion a month ago, and specially distributed the corresponding runes to the disciples of the Sword Sect, and after receiving the blessing of the runes, their combat power has been greatly improved."

An elder in charge of intelligence from the Frost Moon Sect reported in a deep voice.

"Fu Gong Pavilion? I really didn't expect that with the arrogance of the Sword Sect, he would rely on means other than swordsmanship. ”

"But our Frost Moon Gate is not easy to mess with, since they don't play cards according to common sense, don't blame us for using other means."

The Great Elder of the Frost Moon Gate sneered.

……

In the wooden house, Zhao Ping'an sat cross-legged on the ground, his immortal mana was deep and long, exuding powerful fluctuations.

He held the Gathering Spirit Stone in his hand, and with the help of the Immortal Tower, countless Yin and Cold Energy was continuously transformed into spiritual power that could be refined and absorbed.

"Sure enough, the more you cultivate in the future, the more difficult the Immortal Sword Technique becomes."

"After spending a month of cultivation, my immortal mana has only increased slightly, if it continues like this, it will be difficult to raise this exercise to the third level without a year or two."

Zhao Ping'an slowly opened his eyes and said in a complicated tone.

Ever since he had broken through the Immortal Sword Technique to the second layer before, he had noticed that the difficulty had increased several times.

In the past, it took a month or two to cultivate, at least the immortal mana could be increased, but now, it can only increase a trace of immortal mana.

If you continue to cultivate at this rate, you don't know how long it will take.

Fortunately, practicing this exercise has the benefit of increasing longevity and prolonging life, otherwise, Zhao Ping'an may not be able to persevere.

"In a short period of time, it is difficult for me to achieve significant improvement in terms of exercises and cultivation."

"I still need to think about the way of turning over the talisman."

Zhao Ping'an's eyes were shining, and he whispered to himself.

"With my current cultivation realm, I can try to make a second-order mid-grade talisman."

"In my previous life, although I mastered a lot of second-order middle-grade runes, the production requirements are relatively low, only second-order middle-grade runes, Zhenshan runes!"

The Zhenshan talisman is a kind of offensive talisman, and its power is several times stronger than the heavenly arrow talisman made by Zhao Ping'an before.

However, it is extremely difficult to make this talisman, even if Zhao Ping'an used to build a foundation in his previous life, the final success rate is only 30%.

Now Zhao Ping'an is still only in the realm of the late stage of qi refining, if he wants to make this talisman, then the probability of success may be even lower.

After hesitating for a moment, Zhao Ping'an still made up his mind to try to make Zhenshan talismans.

This talisman is powerful, and once it is successfully made, then you have another hole card.

Zhao Ping'an casually took out the talisman materials, and dozens of high-quality talisman papers were spread out.

Now that he is the talisman master of the Fu Pavilion, he naturally has no shortage of talisman materials, and during this time, Zhao Ping'an has accumulated a lot of spirit stone resources in his hands, which can be squandered.

Zhao Ping'an did not rush to make talismans, but silently closed his eyes, and all kinds of talisman skills and experiences in his previous life suddenly came to his heart.

After a while, Zhao Ping'an suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were as cold as electricity, and he held his breath and concentrated.

He lifted the Qingfeng talisman pen in his right hand, and his movements were like flowing water, without the slightest sense of rustiness.

The immortal mana is like a gossamer, swallowing in the tip of the pen, constantly outlining on the rune paper.

The light of the runes lit up, but it quickly dimmed, and then the entire fine rune paper turned to ashes.

"Failed."

Zhao Ping'an frowned slightly, but he didn't feel much surprise, the difficulty of making the Zhenshan talisman far surpassed that of the second-order low-grade talisman Heavenly Arrow Talisman and Aurora Talisman.

After recovering his mana with the spirit stone, Zhao Ping'an grabbed the Qingfeng talisman again.

With the last failure, Zhao Ping'an became more cautious, and as the mana of the tip of the pen was swallowed, complex and profound runes continued to be outlined.

It's a pity that when Zhao Ping'an was about to succeed, the originally lit rune light dimmed again.

Failed again!

Zhao Ping'an was a little regretful, but he didn't feel depressed, and he had already made corresponding psychological preparations.

After he used spirit stones to replenish his mana, he continued to try to make Zhenshan talismans.

In the blink of an eye, two hours have passed, Zhao Ping'an's face is a little pale, and a lot of fine sweat is on his forehead, he has squandered nine pieces of fine rune paper, and each time he is only short of the last step of success.

"The second-order mid-grade talisman is even more difficult to make than expected."

Zhao Ping'an put down the Qingfeng talisman pen and decided to rest and try again.

Talisman making is not as simple as it seems, not only consuming mana, but also very consuming mental power.

Moreover, Zhao Ping'an's attempt to make a second-order mid-grade talisman in the realm of the late stage of qi refining was still too reluctant.

Half an hour later, Zhao Ping'an tried again after pranayama.

This time it was relatively smooth, and Zhao Ping'an finally successfully made the Zhenshan talisman.

The light of the dark red runes loomed, and powerful spiritual power fluctuated, constantly pouring out from the surface of the rune paper.

It took ten pieces of high-quality rune paper to make a second-order middle-grade rune, and its success rate was only about one percent.

Next, Zhao Ping'an used spirit stones to replenish the mana consumed, and used the remaining high-quality rune paper to make two more Zhenshan talismans.

At the end of the day, Zhao Ping'an spent thirty pieces of high-quality rune paper, and finally only got three second-order middle-grade runes.

He is quite satisfied with this result.

"The Zhenshan Talisman is a second-order mid-grade talisman, and its power is several times stronger than the Heavenly Arrow Talisman."

"I used the late stage of Qi refining cultivation as a catalyst to urge this talisman, even ordinary foundation building stage immortal cultivators can't fight it head-on."

Zhao Ping'an showed a satisfied look on his face, and solemnly put away the three Zhenshan talismans.

……

"He's safe, I'm going down the mountain recently."

"In the past few days, the work of cleaning the medicine garden will be for you and the big cow."

On this day, Zhao Ping'an, who was cleaning the medicine garden, suddenly heard Wang Cripple say this.

"Senior Brother Wang, are you going down the mountain?"

Before Zhao Ping'an could speak, the big bull next to him exclaimed.

Since he met Wang Cripple, Da Niu had never heard of the former going down the mountain, and now he suddenly heard that the other party planned to go down the mountain in the near future, which was very surprising.

"Yes, I sent a letter from home, and my elders are sick and need me to go back."

The lame king sighed lightly and said.

He has been in the Sword Sect for more than ten years, and he has changed from a high-spirited teenager to a middle-aged man who is now discouraged.

Wang Cripple also wants to stay in the medicine garden as an honest handyman disciple, but after all, he has worldly concerns.

"Senior Brother Wang, how long will you go back?"

"If you need help, just ask."

Zhao Ping'an noticed the sorrow between the other party's eyebrows, so he said like this.

"It could be three or five days, or it could be a month or two."

The lame king thought about it and said seriously.

"Senior Brother Wang, you have to come back early, I can't live without you." Hearing this, Da Niu said with a hint of worry.

"Da Niu is right, I hope Senior Brother Wang, you will return as soon as possible."

Zhao Ping'an also nodded slightly and said so.

"Don't worry, I'm just going down the mountain to deal with mundane things."

"When the matter is over, I will definitely be back here as soon as possible."

The cripple smiled at the king, but there was a hint of reluctance in his smile.

On this day, the lame king left the medicine garden and went down the mountain.