With the help of mana induction, Xiao Ziyang "saw" that there were eight runes in Murong Lingdantian, and these eight runes were formed by at least third-level spells, and with his current spell level, he couldn't even read it, let alone crack it.

Xiao Ziyang urged his mana to try to get close to one of the talismans, and just as his mana was about to touch this talisman, the talisman suddenly lit up slightly, and a black light shot out from the center of the formation on the talisman, rushing into Xiao Ziyang's purple jade mana.

Xiao Ziyang was not surprised to see this, just in the process of observation just now, he found that these eight talismans were like wisdom, as long as the mana of Murong Lingdan showed a slight sign of condensation, these talismans would shoot out such a black light, blowing up the condensed mana.

Xiao Ziyang commanded the purple jade mana to retreat slightly, and then struggled to wrap this black light.

What Xiao Ziyang didn't expect was that the black light wrapped in the purple jade mana did not explode, and it honestly stopped moving after struggling slightly for a moment.

Under Xiao Ziyang's surprised gaze, it was quickly consumed by the purple jade mana.

What surprised Xiao Ziyang even more was that after dissipating this black light, his mana not only did not decrease, but increased a lot.

Xiao Ziyang pondered slightly for a moment, and commanded the purple jade mana to wrap a ball of Murong Ling's mana. As expected, the emerald green mana was also wiped out.

The difference is that it is worn out faster.

Xiao Ziyang urged the purple jade mana to tease the talisman again, and the results were all the same as before, and he was secretly happy in his heart, this purple jade mana was so powerful!

Xiao Ziyang teased him several times, all of them went to the same talisman, seven or eight times, the talisman was a little dimmed, just when he was overjoyed and ready to continue to do it, thinking that he could break this talisman, he found that the other seven talismans were all slightly shiny, ready to move. Surprised, he hurriedly withdrew his mana.

Everything that happened in his dantian, Murong Ling was naturally clear. There was a qualitative difference between the true yuan of the foundation building monk and the mana of the Qi cultivation period monk, and this person's mana was able to devour the true yuan of the foundation building monk, which surprised her very much, but she was smart and didn't ask much.

Xiao Ziyang returned in vain, and he didn't dare to delay any longer, so he was about to leave, but Murong Ling suddenly signaled him to settle down.

After a while, Murong Ling handed him a piece of paper, writing: "There is a Qinghe Town a hundred miles south of Jin'an City, and there is a Nanhua Temple on the Red Leaf Mountain in the east of the town, which is the secret property of my Murong family, you go there to wait, if my brother receives my letter and comes to the capital, he will definitely go there to settle down." ”

Xiao Ziyang saw it, knowing that Murong Ling had already had some trust in him, he nodded slightly to her, turned around and sneaked out of the Weiguo Mansion.

Qinghe Town is located in Jin'an to Anzhou traffic artery, although it is a town, but its prosperity is not much better than some remote county towns, the town has a population of 70,000 or 80,000, and there is an endless stream of motorcades and merchants coming and going from the south to the north every day.

There is a lake of 10,000 acres in the east of Qinghe Town, the green willows on the lake are shady, the lotus leaves in the lake are in pieces, it is the middle of summer at this time, the lotus flowers are in full bloom, and the beauty is magnificent.

There is a lonely hill on the south shore of the lake, the mountain is full of maple trees, every autumn, the mountain is full of red leaves, like a picture scroll, so it is called the red leaf mountain.

Xiao Ziyang walked slowly along the mountain road winding in the maple forest, and on the top of the mountain, a Taoist temple with blue tiles and white walls appeared and disappeared in the shade of the trees.

When he came to the door of the Taoist temple, he knocked lightly on the door, and after a while, a thirteen or fourteen-year-old Taoist boy with red lips and white teeth, and an unusually delicate Taoist boy opened the door, poked his head out, and asked crisply: "Is the donor incense?" ”

Xiao Ziyang took out a letter from his arms and handed it to Daotong, saying, "If you have something to ask to see the master, please let the little master know." ”

Dao Tong took the letter, glanced at Xiao Ziyang with some hesitation, nodded, closed the door, and the footsteps inside the door gradually faded away.

A moment later, there was a rush of footsteps coming from inside the door. The door opened, and a Taoist man in his forties, with a long beard and an elegant appearance, opened the door and said to Xiao Ziyang: "Donor, please." ”

This Daoist didn't ask Xiao Ziyang what he meant, but just told Dao Tong to clean up a guest room in the backyard and arrange for him to stay.

The front yard of this Nanhua Temple is not big, and the palace is not very majestic, but the backyard has a cave. A garden is built according to the mountain, the small stream in the garden, the waterfall and the spring, the pavilion and the pavilion, the arrangement is extremely elegant.

There are five or six courtyards scattered in the garden, and the furniture and ornaments in the courtyard are exquisite, and a luxurious and elegant atmosphere comes to the face.

As soon as Xiao Ziyang settled down, two Taoist children served a table of sumptuous vegetarian food.

Since Xiao Ziyang lived in the garden, the Taoist people in Guanzhong never came to disturb him when he had nothing to do, and the delicious vegetarian dishes in the daily meal were never the same, and the service was extremely thoughtful.

He is not in a hurry, he meditates and practices qi every day, pondering spells.

On this day, Xiao Ziyang was meditating, and suddenly a powerful spiritual pressure rolled in like a tide, and he hurriedly cast the Qi Prospect Technique to look over. I saw four heavenly spiritual lights coming towards the back garden of the Taoist temple.

Three of these four spiritual rays are condensed into substance, and they are actually foundation building monks, although the last one is slightly worse, he also cultivates the cultivation of eight or nine layers of qi.

Xiao Ziyang was suddenly shocked, he saw that although Murong Ling was in the hands of an enemy, he did not panic, he guessed that the strength of this female master must be not small, but he never expected that his master would casually send three foundation building monks! Could it be that this female master sect is one of the six major immortal cultivation sects in Xiliang?

Where did he dare to sit down at this time, and hurriedly walked out of the courtyard towards the front yard.

Xiao Ziyang walked to the gate of the back garden, and just happened to bump into the Nanhua Guan Master who walked in with four people respectfully.

The first of the four looked to be in his forties, wearing a cyan robe, with a strange appearance and five long hairs under his chin. There is quite a fairy wind bone. This person's cultivation is the highest, and his body is pressing.

Behind the Daoist was a handsome man about twenty-seven or eighteen years old, who was vaguely similar in appearance to Murong Ling. The light in this person's eyes was terrifying, and if he looked closely, there was a sparkling jade light in it.

Beside the elegant man was a burly middle-aged man, with a rough appearance, a thick beard, and a wide long sword behind his back.

Behind him was a young man in his early twenties, who walked with his hands down and a very respectful expression, this person was the only Qi cultivation cultivator among the four people in this line.

Xiao Ziyang hurriedly stepped forward, bowed and saluted, and said, "Junior, Xiao Ziyang has seen several seniors. ”

The elegant man glanced at him and asked slowly, "You are the one who delivered the letter?"

Xiao Ziyang replied respectfully: "Yes, it is the junior." ”

"When you meet, you are called a junior, can you see through the cultivation?"

Xiao Ziyang was slightly startled, and hurriedly explained: "The younger generation has indiscriminately cultivated a qi looking technique, and he is good at watching the spiritual light on the top of the monk, and the spiritual light on the top of the three seniors is condensed like the substance, which is the characteristic that only the foundation building monk said in the book has. ”

The elegant man sneered slightly and said, "Oh, I don't know what kind of disciple you are, you actually have such a thaumaturgy?"

Xiao Ziyang said: "Don't hide it from the seniors, the juniors just inadvertently got a Taoist canon, and they just groped for random cultivation." ”