After leaving Zhenyi Pavilion, Zhao Ping'an did not leave Fang City in a hurry, but deliberately went around several times to confirm that no one was following him, and then left this place with confidence.

Half an hour later, Zhao Ping'an returned to the medicine garden.

"Peace."

As soon as he stepped into the gate of the medicine garden, Zhao Ping'an heard a voice coming.

He followed the prestige, and saw a figure trotting not far away.

His figure was somewhat robust, his face was quite round, and he was wearing a cyan robe that was completely different from ordinary miscellaneous disciples, and had cloud lines.

"Big Cow."

Seeing this person's face clearly, Zhao Ping'an smiled and said hello.

"Phew, I've finally found you."

"Where did you just go?"

The big bull came to him panting and asked.

"I just went to the market at the foot of the mountain."

Zhao Ping'an did not hide it, and responded with a smile.

"How?"

"Is there something wrong with the senior brother of the dignified medicine garden?"

He quipped deliberately.

"What kind of miscellaneous senior brother is not senior brother, we are all our own senior brothers, besides, if it wasn't for your strong recommendation back then, where can I sit in this position now?"

Hearing Zhao Ping'an joke about himself, Da Niu hurriedly waved his hand, and then remembered what was going on, and then said: "I'm looking for you, earlier, the caretaker heard that your cultivation is still at the third level of qi refining, so he specially asked me to send you a Hui Ling Pill." ”

As he spoke, Da Niu took out a wooden box from his arms, which contained a crystal clear elixir, filled with a faint medicinal fragrance.

"Hui Ling Pill?"

Zhao Ping'an was a little surprised, this is also a cherished elixir, although it is not as good as the Wujin Pill, but for the monks of the Qi Refining Stage realm, it has an extraordinary improvement effect.

He thought that Da Niu was in a hurry to find out what was going on with him, but it turned out that the caretaker of the medicine garden had sent him the pill.

"In the past ten years, my superficial cultivation has been maintained at the third level of qi refining, and it is estimated that after hearing about it, the caretaker of the medicine garden thought that my cultivation talent was really pulling my hips, so he asked Da Niu to send the pill to help me improve."

Zhao Ping'an thought secretly.

"Since it's the caretaker's intention, then I naturally can't shirk it."

"Da Niu, when you go back, remember to convey my gratitude."

Zhao Ping'an did not refuse, and solemnly accepted the pill.

He knew very well that the reason why the medicine garden guards sent the pills was probably because they took a fancy to their talisman talent.

Otherwise, if you change to an ordinary miscellaneous disciple, the caretaker of the medicine garden will not even bother to give away the pill, and you won't even bother to look at it.

"Don't worry, I'll convey it."

Da Niu nodded seriously.

He grinned, and then said in a tone of envy: "Ping'an, your kid is really lucky, you can make the caretaker value you so much." ”

"You're not bad, your cultivation now has a seventh-level Qi refining layer, and it seems that following the guards of the Medicine Garden has also gained a lot of benefits." Zhao Ping'an knew that Da Niu was joking with himself, and he also responded jokingly.

"That is, although my arm has not recovered yet, I have really received a lot of help from following the caretaker over the years, and this is all thanks to you."

"Ping'an, if you encounter any difficulties in the future, you must remember to tell me, no matter whether I can help or not, I will do my best, even if I risk my life."

Da Niu patted his chest and said.

He can have Zhao Ping'an's help today, otherwise, he is still the decadent and hopeless medicine garden sweeping miscellaneous disciple.

"Okay, they're all their own people, don't say it."

Zhao Ping'an shook his head, and could feel Da Niu's gratitude to him.

Over the years, Da Niu has rarely continued to get together with him and Wang Cripple, after all, he has to be busy after becoming a senior brother of miscellaneous servants.

However, his feelings for Zhao Ping'an and Wang Cripple did not change, and he deliberately took care of the two of them behind his back, not only reducing the cleaning work of the two, but also allowing them to receive some more spirit stones every month than other miscellaneous disciples.

Zhao Ping'an knew that he had not seen the wrong person, and it was the right choice to help Da Niu sit in the position of the senior brother of the medicine garden.

"Okay."

"I still have something to do, so I'll go and get busy first."

"Next time, I'll get you together with Senior Brother Wang."

After handing over the pill to Zhao Ping'an, Da Niu did not continue to stay, and had to go back to deal with the trivial matters up and down the medicine garden.

"Even the caretaker of the medicine garden felt that my cultivation had not progressed, and he took out an elixir to help me."

"It seems that I have been controlling the realm on the surface at the third layer of qi refining, but it is indeed a bit low, which has caused many people to misunderstand me."

Zhao Ping'an laughed at himself and walked towards his wooden house.

On the surface, he only has the third-layer realm of qi refining, but in fact, no one knows that Zhao Ping'an's real cultivation now is a monk in the middle stage of foundation building.

"Huh......"

"Isn't he a third-layer realm of qi refining? How would I know my current cultivation at the seventh level of Qi refining? Besides, I hadn't told him anything about cultivation before. ”

On the other side, the big bull, who had just walked a distance, suddenly stopped walking and muttered to himself.

He looked suspicious, thought for a moment, and said, "It should be a coincidence, it must be a coincidence." ”

……

Returning to the wooden house, Zhao Ping'an did not rush to try to make a third-order talisman.

The third-order rune is completely different from the second-order rune, not only the talisman materials used are precious and abnormal, but also the consumption of divine soul and mana is very large.

Zhao Ping'an sat silently in the spirit gathering formation, constantly adjusting his breath.

It wasn't until two hours later that his state finally reached its fullest, and Zhao Ping'an finally opened his eyes at this time.

"The Phoenix Talisman, although it is a third-order low-grade talisman, is more than ten times more difficult to make than a second-order talisman."

"In the past ten years, my talisman attainment has improved a lot, but I am not too sure if I can make a third-order talisman."

Spreading out the high-grade rune paper and carefully preparing the purple ink cinnabar, Zhao Ping'an took a deep breath, and the memories of the rune in his previous life, as well as the experience of making talismans, came to his heart.

The breeze was slow, and Zhao Ping'an's eyes became sharp.

"Huh!"

He quickly lifted the pen, and the immortal mana urged, and his movements were clean and neat, sketching on the white and new rune paper.

Every stroke that falls, it seems to contain the rules of heaven and earth, and it turns into esoteric runes and imprints on the rune paper.

In just a moment, a small half of the golden-red runes appeared on the surface of the rune paper, and the spiritual power fluctuated and fluctuated, filled with transcendent and amazing fluctuations.

Zhao Ping'an's gaze was firm, and the immortal mana was endless.

"Wow!"

But at this moment, the rune fluctuations suddenly in the middle, the spiritual power fluctuations collapsed and disintegrated, and the entire high-grade rune paper also turned into ashes and dissipated.

As expected, Zhao Ping'an's first attempt to make a third-order talisman failed.

"The difficulty of the third-order talisman is really as great as I expected."

Zhao Ping'an muttered softly.

He didn't rush to make a second attempt, but sat in the Spirit Gathering Formation, recovering the mana he had just consumed, until his state returned to its peak, and then continued to spread out another brand new high-grade rune paper and start the next attempt.

Soon after, the second piece of high-grade rune paper also burned rapidly, and also dissipated into ashes in the air.

Zhao Ping'an's expression was determined, and he sat down again to recover his mana and made a third attempt.

For a whole day and night, Zhao Ping'an failed thirteen times, his divine soul became weak, and his immortal mana was almost exhausted.

"The third-order talisman phoenix talisman must be successfully made."

A drop of cold sweat broke out on his forehead, but his gaze remained steadfast.

Zhao Ping'an took a deep breath, sat down in the Spirit Gathering Formation again, and adjusted his state back again.

He's going to make one last attempt.

Half an hour later, Zhao Ping'an held the white jade talisman pen in his hand, and did not rush to try to make the talisman, but slowly recalled the reasons for the previous failure.

"The biggest obstacle to making a third-order talisman is the scale of the strength of the rune when drawing the talisman, and the fine control of one's own mana."

"The mana is missing, the spiritual power of the runes drawn is insufficient, the mana is a little heavier, and the spiritual power of the runes drawn is too strong."

Zhao Ping'an's eyes lit up, and he quickly put down the pen, and the immortal mana was strong and long, and he continued to spit out at the tip of the pen, forming runes one after another, and soon occupied the entire high-grade rune paper.

This time, Zhao Ping'an's movements were like flowing water, without the slightest delay.

Airplanes!

As the last stroke fell, the golden-red runes converged and connected, exuding powerful and amazing spiritual power fluctuations!

The phoenix talisman has finally been completed.