Fang Nan's soul power certainly possessed some strange small means, but with the improvement of the realm, the effect of these means would undoubtedly be greatly reduced, after all, his cultivation was improving, and those means could not enhance much power by themselves. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

As for Soul Flame, the situation is quite different.

The power of the soul flame in the previous life was extremely limited, but after combining it with the mana in the body and the aura of the outside world in this place, it could burst out with a destructive power that made Fang Nan tremble.

Not only that, but compared to the soul power, the soul flame is extremely deeply related to his divine sense, allowing him to manipulate the divine consciousness in a subtle way, and the talisman attainment has not regressed, but has gone to a higher level under this year's continuous practice.

The most important thing is that with the increase of his divine sense, the power of the soul flame has skyrocketed almost simultaneously, and over time, it is not impossible to become an existence like the Qinglian Immortal Flame in the future.

As Fang Nan's pen walked, the blank rune paper was immediately covered with ink, and at the moment when the last point fell, the tip of the pen was withdrawn, a touch of blue light suddenly bloomed in the room.

A finished water amulet appeared in front of Fang Nan without any difficulty.

After estimating the degree of depletion of divine consciousness and mana, Fang Nan had a number in his heart, pushed this spirit rune away, and took out a blank rune paper, concentrating, and after a cup of tea, he lifted the spirit pen again and repeated Fang Cai's actions.

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Jiazhou is near the sea, and the nearest small island is only twenty or thirty miles away, and in the vast sea area outside these offshore island chains, there are countless islands of all sizes, and many overseas sects led by the East China Sea Sword Sect are entrenched among these islands, wandering outside the Great Zhou.

On a huge island in the west of the sea, a middle-aged Taoist priest in a purple feather coat stood in front of the beach, looking at the boundless sea in front of him, with a faint look of worry between his eyebrows.

Above the sky, there were hundreds of cyan spirit boats, floating densely together.

And in the clearing a few miles behind him, a huge circular teleportation array dozens of zhang wide was rippling with violent spiritual energy fluctuations, and in the white faint light, the figure of a monk appeared from the magic circle from time to time, and then flew down on the spirit boat in groups.

After half an hour, the white light of the teleportation array dissipated in the humming sound, and a yellow-faced old man waiting beside the magic circle did not hesitate to sacrifice a pale green flying sword, and then a sword qi slashed out in his hand, which directly cut a huge hole in the edge of the teleportation array.

Seeing the intricate spiritual patterns on the surface of the teleportation array rapidly dimming, the yellow-faced old man relieved his heart and stepped on the flying sword all the way to the purple-clothed Taoist priest.

Sensing the movement behind him, the purple-clothed Taoist priest turned around and said with a frown, "All the disciples have come?"

"Senior Brother Hui Sect, as long as you are willing to live and die with the sect, you have already teleported over. The yellow-faced old man bowed and said respectfully.

"That's good, the speed is not slow, those sect rebellions should not have reacted yet. The purple-clothed Taoist priest breathed a sigh of relief and bowed slightly.

The yellow-faced old man straightened up, looked around for a moment, and then said with some confusion: "Senior brother, it's been a while since the elders in the sect left this place, and none of them have returned yet?"

The purple-clothed Taoist priest shook his head and said, "Now we almost don't know anything except that the east side is the endless sea area and there is a continent on the west side, and several senior uncles have gone to the nearby sea area to explore, as for the purple river ancestor, it seems that he went directly to the direction of the continent." ”

The yellow-faced old man was silent when he heard this, and only after a while did he say abruptly: "I hope there is no threat around us, and we can find a place to stay, otherwise ......"

The purple-clothed Taoist priest didn't say anything, his eyes fell on the place where the sea and the sky met, and the sea breeze mixed with the fishy smell came to his face, and he sighed lightly for a long time.

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Two days later, in the early morning, it was the day when Fang Nan and Jiang Guyue agreed to meet and deliver the water amulet.

Jiang Guyue arrived at the gate of the courtyard early in the morning, and after the two exchanged pleasantries, he took the storage bag handed by Fang Nan, his consciousness swept away, and his expression immediately became extremely exciting.

After the expression on her face changed several times, Jiang Guyue couldn't hold back after all, and asked how Fang Nan could have made a hundred water avoidance talismans in such a short period of time.

Fang Nan naturally didn't tell the truth, but said with a smile that he already had dozens of pieces in stock, which made the other party reluctantly accept this after looking at him suspiciously for a long time.

After all, even if there was stock, it was extremely amazing to make dozens of water avoidance talismans in two days, at least among the Qi refining cultivators Jiang Guyue had seen, he had never seen a single person with this ability.

And because of this, Fang Nan obviously felt that this fellow disciple's attitude towards him had changed slightly, and when he said goodbye and went out, he made even more gestures to make Fang Nan, who was going out to see him off, stop his pace.

Looking at Jiang Guyue's distant figure, Fang Nan's brows were slightly locked, and he thought about it.

It seems that no matter where you are, strength is the most important factor that affects everything after all, and now that you have almost settled down in the Yuqing Sect, you can consider using your one-handed talisman making technique to gain the attention of the upper echelons in the sect, so as to get more cultivation resources.

And it is naturally far from enough to rely on refining low-level runes, and now that he is proficient in almost all kinds of low-level spirit runes, it seems that he can start trying to refine middle-level spirit runes.

Compared with the low-level spirit runes, the middle-level spirit runes are also very useful in the fighting method even if they are driven by the foundation building monks, if they can really master one or two middle-level spirit runes with soul flames, it is estimated that their importance among the sect's qi refining disciples is enough to rank in the forefront.

Not to mention anything else, the old woman surnamed Hang, who started with her, has already refined three medium-grade magic weapons in the past year, which is enough to make many foundation building monks who study the art of refining weapons sigh to themselves, and the current treatment of the old woman in the sect is almost no different from the foundation building period, which is not at all comparable to those of their foreign affairs disciples.

The sun at the end of autumn was bathing on his body, and Fang Nan looked through the mountains and forests and looked into the distance.

At the foot of the mountain, there was no longer the entrenched dragon, and the Liuyun Peak mountains on the opposite side were towering and green, the sea of clouds was churning, and there was a peaceful mountain beauty, Fang Nan suddenly remembered the spectacular scene he saw the day before.

I don't know what year or year, I can be like the ancestor who broke through the barrier the day before yesterday, the dragon, stepping into the sky, traveling in an instant, and swimming between the four seas.

In a trance, a shout of "Senior Brother Fang, Senior Brother Fang!" suddenly came from his ears.

Fang Nan's thoughts stopped suddenly, and when he came back to his senses, a blue-robed figure appeared in front of the mountain road at the corner of the bamboo forest, and when he saw his own opinion, he arched his hand with a smile.

After seeing the face of the person who came, Fang Nan showed a look of surprise on his face, and hurriedly stepped forward, smiling and saying, "It turned out to be Senior Brother Leng, why did you have time to find me today?"