One hundred and twenty, the dusty past
In the talisman making competition, the contestants are hurrying to draw talismans. Every monk is concentrated, when making talismans, they can't be distracted at all, and the monks must pay full attention, otherwise if they are not careful, the aura will be slightly poor, and the talisman in their hands will turn into ashes!
"This time, the Tianyue Sect has sent a lot of elite strong generals!It seems that the appetite is not small!" said Yongling Zhenjun as he looked at the contestants in the talisman making competition.
"Well, the performance of the Tianyue Sect disciples on the field is indeed outstanding, the drawing posture and pen movement are very smooth!" Qianfu Zhenjun also had to praise the Tianyue Sect disciples on the field.
"Do you think any of our sects can have disciples rushing into the top ten?"
"Of course, the top three are all possible!Luo Ruyin's talisman talent is not lost to those talisman-making geniuses of the Tianyue Sect in the slightest!" Qianfu Zhenjun said with certainty.
"That's good, you can't let Tianyue Sect lead too much!"
There were bursts of explosions on the playing field from time to time, and the talismans in the hands of many participating monks turned into ashes again and again, and they began to reappear again and again. Even if you are a talisman master, the success rate of the spirit rune is only about 50%.
On the field, Mu Shuilan held the talisman pen in her hand with a focused expression, drawing very seriously and slowly, since the beginning of the game, she has not even drawn a spirit rune, regardless of the quality of the spirit rune, some other monks have drawn several.
"What's wrong with this Senior Sister Shuilan, she usually spends very little time drawing talismans!" Xia Wang looked at Mu Shuilan, who was slowly drawing spirit talismans on the field, and said a little anxiously.
"She's probably drawing more complex and high-level spirit runes!" Ning Xin replied.
"Oh, even if she wants to draw a high-level rune, she has to draw some runes that she is good at first, so that even if the high-level runes are not successfully drawn, she also has runes to participate in the review, you look at the speed at which she draws now, it is estimated that she will not be able to draw one by the end of the competition!"
"She naturally has her reasons for doing this!Don't worry about it!" Han Rou said lightly.
"Shui Lan's confidence is very strong! Don't worry, look at the monks on the field who are more skilled in talisman making, they are all like her, slowly drawing, only those monks who are not skilled at home are in a hurry to draw some spirit runes for backup!" Murong Xuan also said.
"The time required to draw a high-level spirit rune is several times that of ordinary spirit runes, Shui Lan is probably worried that there is not enough time!" Since the beginning of the game, Ning Xin's eyes have never left her mother Luo Jing and Mu Shuilan on the field.
"Then she's too slow, and my aunt is a lot faster than her!"
"Is she and aunt at the same level, how long has aunt drawn talismans, and how long has she drawn!"
Most of the people outside the arena were like Xia Wang and the others, looking at the contestants on the field with great attention, discussing their talisman making progress.
In a corner outside the field, a male nun in a wheelchair dressed in white looked intently at the female nun who was calm and focused, and her pen movement was smooth, although there were many people between them, but the male nun seemed to be the only one in his eyes.
A black cat with shiny black hair silently guarded the wheelchair, looking at Sayoko and watching the little master from a distance, the black cat lowered its head, feeling a little helpless, it couldn't understand that since Sayoko missed the little master so much, then why didn't he go to meet her?
Sikong Xuanye looked at Luo Jing, who was still the same as when she was a child, as long as she held the talisman pen in her hand, all the distractions in the outside world had nothing to do with her, and a faint smile appeared on her pale face, and she felt a rare peace and satisfaction in her heart. But when he saw the group of people from the Mu family and the Luo family in the crowd, his eyes revealed a deep obscurity and sorrow.
"Patriarch, this talisman competition, the Mu family should achieve good results, not to mention Luo Jing, who is very good at talisman making, let's talk about the juniors, looking at the state of Ning Yue and Shui Lan on the field, it is estimated that there is absolutely no problem in being on the list! And Yuwei, although she usually didn't say that she could make talismans, but looking at her calm appearance on the field, it is estimated that she is also a talisman master!" said the Great Elder with a smile.
"Well, the juniors are outstanding, it is the luck of the Mu family, so that the Mu family can get better and better!" Mu Qian said with a light smile, although he couldn't see anything on his face, but he was a little dissatisfied with Yang Yuwei's concealment of the talisman making in his heart.
The Luo family, who was not far away, was also talking about the contestants on the field, "Ruyin looks good today, I think she should play well!" Looking at Luo Ruyin, who was calm in the talisman competition, Luo Yi nodded.
"With Ruyin's quality, there should be no problem in finishing in the top three. Luo Cheng said with a smile.
"After so many years, Luo Jing still hasn't changed much!" When he saw the figure on the field that was only immersed in his own world, Luo Yi said in a trance.
He hadn't seen her for more than two hundred years! Seeing her reminded him of her mother, the gentle woman of water, and at the same time reminded him of his own unbearable past. Luo Yi's gaze was a little evasive, looking at the direction of Luo Jing on the playing field.
I don't know if the eyes of the monks outside the field are too strong, Luo Jing, who was engrossed in drawing the spirit runes, suddenly felt a heartbeat, which made her involuntarily raise her head and look outside.
When her eyes touched the white figure that had been hidden deep in her soul, the talisman in her hand flickered, and the spirit talisman on the table instantly flew up and turned into ashes in the air, and at the same time, there were bursts of tsunami sounds over the talisman arena. All the monks present felt as if they were in the middle of a vast sea, bearing the onslaught of the waves.
When the sound of the tsunami died down, a heated discussion erupted in the crowd.
"Oh, what a pity!"
"It's just that seeing that the game is about to end, this female cultivator has no time to redraw the spirit rune!"
"Listening to this voice must be a seven-rank spirit rune. It's not done yet, it's all so powerful, if it's drawn, how powerful it will be!"
"yes, if it is successfully drawn, it is estimated that it will be in the top three!"
Since the monks present focused on the spirit rune itself, they did not see the female cultivator who drew the spirit rune, and more and more tears gathered in their eyes.
"Brother Xuanye, what's wrong with you?" Luo Jing looked at Sikong Xuanye, who had an anxious look all over her body, and hurriedly rushed into her room, is this still her brother who doesn't change when he encounters anything?
"Jing'er, listen to me, my brother may have to leave Luofu for a while, you protect yourself, don't trust the people in Luofu too much, wait for your brother to come back, do you know?"
"Brother Xuanye, where are you going? Don't you want to be quiet?" Luo Jing heard that Sikong Xuanye was going to leave Luo's Mansion, and he panicked and grabbed his sleeve tightly.
"No, my brother won't be quiet, wait for me, my brother will definitely come back to pick you up!"
"Brother Xuanye, don't go, if you want to go, take me with you!"
"Okay, when my brother settles down, I'll take you away!"
"Brother Xuanye... ”
Luo Jing's vision became more and more blurred, tears flowed down like two threads, after more than two hundred years, she finally saw him again!
Ning Xin in the field has been paying attention to her mother, so when Luo Jing's mood was wrong, she found that following the direction that her mother had been staring at, a white figure and a black figure quickly disappeared around the corner!