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The pen walks the dragon and snake, and the ink fragrance is overflowing.

Ye Bai has never been a monk who advocates asceticism, especially in the runes, most of the time, he has the mentality of taking time to practice, even if his qualifications are stronger than Mo Er, but the level of talisman making is much worse than Mo Er, the reason for this is that he still draws too little, and most of his time is spent on cultivating exercises and spells.

Before going down the mountain, Mo Er said to him earnestly: "Senior brother, you can be lazy and leave it to me to study the matter of the Zhenzi Rune, but you must bother with the matter of the rune." ”

It can be seen that Ye Bai is lazy in practicing talismans.

But after getting the talisman skin today, he couldn't help but start writing immediately, the trip to Hell Valley, the talisman had brought him great help, especially several auxiliary talismans, but unfortunately, that kind of thing, even if it was of perfect quality, had little effect on the Jindan monk. Now I can only try to use the help of the rune skin to make the rune effect even better.

Ye Baiyun's pen was fast, and after taking the purple jade honey, his Yuan Shen skyrocketed by about half, according to Liu Yuan's estimate, it was about equivalent to the level of a mid-stage Jindan monk who had just advanced.

At this stage of the Jindan period, more and more monks have begun to pay attention to the cultivation of the Yuan Shen to prepare for the future Yuan Infant Three Tribulations.

And there are also some simple methods of Yuan Shen attack that can be used, such as the glance that Ye Bai looked at Di Guaer before, it was Liu Cheng who taught a skill of regents, although it is a small way, but as long as the Yuan Shen surpasses the other party a lot, the other party's will is not particularly firm. There is hardly any ability to resist.

At this time, if you exclude factors such as chance, generally speaking, the longer the Jindan monk has been cultivating, the stronger the Yuan Shen is relatively speaking, and Ye Bai is less than a hundred years old. It is already quite terrifying to be able to have such a strong primordial god.

A moment later, a golden talisman appeared on the table, and it was Ye Bai's favorite gravity talisman.

Ye Bai stretched out his index finger and lightly tapped it on a strange mark in the center of the rune, closing his eyes slightly, carefully feeling the vitality sealed in it. A powerful fluctuation of vitality passed through the fingertips. It was transmitted to the depths of Ye Bai's mind.

After a few breaths, Ye Bai slowly opened his eyes, his gaze was solemn, and there was no joy on his face, even if it was replaced with a specially treated talisman skin, the aura of this gravity talisman had only increased by about three layers, an increase in this degree. For Brother Jindan, it is almost negligible.

Ye Bai could only hope that this talisman could delay the monks in the early and middle stages of Jindan. Two or three moments of time.

After drawing the gravity talisman, Ye Bai drew another teleportation talisman, the quality is still silver, and the technique is not much more proficient than half a year ago, but with the help of the talisman skin, this talisman is still a little stronger than half a year ago.

Ye Bai took out a pot of wine. After pouring a few mouthfuls, he drew all the remaining talisman skins into gravity talismans, and then drew a lot of silver teleportation talismans with rune paper, and he still had a lot of golden teleportation talisman in stock. When it comes to the critical moment, there is no need for a teleportation charm made of talismans.

After finishing the painting, Ye Bai stretched his waist, fell down on the bed, and fell asleep, since he got off Cangbai Mountain, he had almost no rest, and he replaced sleep with meditation.

This sleep was unusually sweet, and it wasn't until three o'clock the next day that he got up and went to the Longyu City Lord's Mansion.

Wandering through the streets, he had the time to take a closer look at this city, one of the seven major cities of the Soul Continent. Compared to Yicheng, this city is obviously much bigger, and Ye Bai's divine sense swept away, and there are about nine Yicheng areas. The city wall is a hundred feet high, like a giant beast in the wilderness, lurking on the ground.

The streets of the city are wide, the high-rise buildings are numerous, and there are many monks coming and going, and the realms are not equal. Ye Bai was already Li Lu's appearance at the moment, and he only had the cultivation in the late stage of foundation building, which was inconspicuous here, and did not attract the attention of others, and his spiritual sense did not notice that someone was following.

Sweeping Li Lu's memory, Ye Bai went directly to the northeast, the City Lord's Mansion of Longyu City was built on a geocentric fire vein. In fact, the entire Longyu City was built on a large area of the Earth's Heart Fire Sea, and the City Lord's Mansion was the place with the most abundant fire vitality.

The air in this city is filled with fire-based aura everywhere, compared to the hundred-mile volcano that Ye Baijian once had, it is even better, so most of the monks in Longyu City cultivate fire-based aura, even if they are mortals, they will have a little fire-attribute martial arts exercises.

However, also because of the fire vitality, most of the people here have a fiery temper, and if they don't agree with each other, they will intersect with their fists and feet, and after a few streets, Ye Bai saw several brawls.

Because of the hot and dry air, both men and women here wear very little, only to cover the chest and abdomen, the hot barbarian girl, looking at Ye Bai with a smile on her face.

At the same time, in a secret room in the City Lord's Mansion of Longyu City, two monks were sitting opposite each other drinking.

The first person on the left looks like he is forty or fifty years old, with five locks of long beard, graceful demeanor, indescribably chic and leisurely, arrogant, and not handsome, but a pair of eyes are extremely deep, and the gaze is like substance, which seems to be able to penetrate people's hearts.

This person raised the teacup and took a sip gently, the rich fire vitality accompanied by the fragrance of tea, rolling into the abdomen, dripping so much, even the forehead secreted a layer of fine sweat, this person sighed: "Good tea, I haven't seen it for decades, I wish the Yunshan fire tea in my brother's house, it is still so praised, and the meaning is still unfinished!"

"Those guys on the vast sea, although they are sneaky, but this tea cooking method they have passed down is really good!"

The person on the other side sighed leisurely, and his tone was meaningful. This person looks younger, less than forty years old, purple-faced, brave and natural, tiger-eyed, unfazed, and exudes a kind of majesty of a person who has been in a high position for a long time.

The monk on the left smiled and played: "Brother Zhu seems to have some slight words about Immortal Island." ”

The purple-faced man snorted coldly: "Brother Bian has been to Immortal Island once, and since he came back, I almost can't recognize the way he dresses, have you forgotten your barbarian origin?"

The monk surnamed Bian didn't get the slightest anger, and said with a smile: "Brother Zhu is joking, the younger brother has never forgotten his barbarian origin, but the kindness of Immortal Island to me, I will not forget, if it were not for Immortal Island to pass down the Dao magic power, you and my brother would have died of old age and fallen a long time ago." ”

The purple-faced man changed color and said angrily: "Brother Bian, do you know how many barbarian warriors die under cannibalism every day in the Soul Continent, Brother Bian, don't tell me, you don't know that the driving force behind everything is the crazy people on Immortal Island." ”

The monk surnamed Bian sighed, and a painful expression flashed in his eyes and said, "Brother Zhu, what's the use of talking about this now? Even if Shili of Immortal Island doesn't intervene in the disputes of the Soul Continent, do you think that the seven major cities can still coexist in harmony? When Immortal Island passed on the powerful Liliang to us, it also opened the box of desire in our hearts. We barbarians already worship liliang, and for the sake of cultivating resources, competition is inevitable. ”

The purple-faced man was slightly stunned, a look of thought flashed in his eyes, his face gradually dimmed, and he suddenly slapped the table and said bitterly: "The ancestors of the barbarian clan are too short-sighted!"

The monk surnamed Bian said lightly: "It's not that they are short-sighted, but forced by the situation, countless years ago, our barbarians were still a group of weak races similar to wild beasts, bullied by demon beasts, and even had their own language and writing, at this time, someone suddenly descended from the sky and gave the ancestors a powerful liliang, and no one could refuse it." ”

The purple-faced man shook his head helplessly.

The monk surnamed Bian said solemnly: "Brother Zhu, I know you have a lot of resentment in your heart, but don't show disrespect to the Immortal Island in front of others, the Yuanying Monk is by no means the end of the path of cultivation, I have seen a monk whose breath is like a mortal on the Immortal Island, between the raising of his hand, moving mountains and seas, shattering the space, that kind of terrifying liliang makes me not have the slightest idea of resistance, I am sure that above the Yuanying, there is a higher realm." ”

"Higher realm?"

The purple-faced man's heart was shocked, his eyes were shocked, in his heart, he had always thought that the city lord of the Seven Great Cities was already the top existence on this shijie, and this was also the biggest reliance on his disrespect for Immortal Island, who knew that Immortal Island had already left a hand on them.

The monk surnamed Bian stopped talking and stopped talking.

At this time, there was a knock on the door.

The purple-faced man woke up suddenly, regained his composure, and said, "What's the matter?"

Someone outside the door said respectfully: "Mansion Master, there is a monk outside the door, saying that there is a secret letter from Starwind City, but it is just ......"

The man suddenly spat and vomited.

"Just what? Something to say!" said the purple-faced man impatiently.

The person outside the door hurriedly said: "It's just that this person only has the cultivation in the later stage of foundation building, and his subordinates really can't judge the truth or falsehood, please ask the mansion master to decide!"

The purple-faced man and the monk surnamed Bian were stunned at the same time, and they glanced at each other, and a deep groan flashed in their eyes. (To be continued......)