The hurried figure has graceful curves, wearing a dark blue Ruyi Xiangyun Eight Treasures skirt, with a light yellow brocade purse tied around her waist. She has a pretty face full of charm, peach blossom eyes with autumn waves, and willow-leaf eyebrows with spring sorrow.

Li Qinglang just took a glance and guessed who this woman was.

The great-great-granddaughter of the Supreme Elder of the Fifth Peak—Second Dream! A woman who is infatuated with Senior Brother Qi Yun.

Withdrawing his gaze, since it had nothing to do with him, he concentrated on his drawing of talismans.

The tip of the fly-tip pen in his hand gathered a little light, and Li Qinglang still followed his mind, not daring to look at where he put down the pen.

Otherwise, a slight pause, or insufficient roundness at the corner, will directly break the painting of this talisman.

The purple light left traces in front of him, and actually drew the runes directly!

The light is pregnant and full of powerful aura. However, it seems to be very fragile and is dissipating with the breeze.

"Keep it in check!"

Seeing this scene, Qi Yun no longer cared about the second dream and spoke anxiously.

Li Qinglang was a little at a loss and didn't know how to control it. He frowned and reached out to grab the rune, and he actually grabbed the rune in his palm.

Spreading his hands, the light that had transformed into fiery red runes solidified and seemed to show no sign of dissipating.

Qi Yun also breathed a sigh of relief and smiled happily, "Congratulations, junior brother, you have successfully mastered this talisman drawing technique. It's just a pity that unless you understand the magic of space, you can't hold such a talisman for a long time."

"Is that so?"

Li Qinglang stared at the rune, and after a moment, he threw it directly into the sky.

The moment this rune was released, a strong light erupted, and a huge creature that was far larger than any previous fire snake rose into the sky!

The lustrous scales are so fine and dense, the powerful body is full of power and beauty, and the most terrifying thing is the extremely hot flame breath!

It seemed like it could burn a foundation-building monk alive to ashes! This made the disciples in the field and outside watching the live broadcast stunned.

Second Dream, who landed on the square, saw this scene and couldn't help but take a few more glances at the young man who was not much uglier than his brother Yun. There was a look of wonder in his eyes.

But as if she was worried about others misunderstanding, she quickly put away this look.

"Senior Brother Qi Yun! I heard that you were lecturing here, so I rushed over without stopping. Fortunately, you haven't finished class yet."

Qi Yun nodded politely, not paying much attention to the pretty woman whose chest was heaving like waves because of her breathing.

"Junior brother, I have a very high level of attainment in this talisman. As my cultivation improves in the future, I will definitely become more proficient in it."

Seeing that his junior brother was about to return the pen, he spoke again, "Just keep this pen. It's not a particularly valuable thing. It accompanied you in your early career of drawing talismans. Now that I have no use for it, I'll give it to you."

Er Meng looked at Li Qinglang cautiously, wondering who this guy was who could actually let Senior Brother Qi Yun give him something.

"Senior brother, are you still telling me? Every second my live broadcast is on, a lot of spiritual stones are consumed!"

Shangguan Jinse saw how lively they were chatting here, so he couldn't help but rushed to Qi Yun angrily and spoke with a somewhat complaining tone.

"No more talking."

Qi Yun smiled, then turned to look at the disciples in the dojo, "Today's lecture ends here. I hope everyone will work hard and not waste this Tao. You must practice diligently!"

"Thank you, Senior Brother Qiyun!"

Uniform voices of thanks rang out in several dojos. This was a salute that many Yuanying elders on the mountain did not receive.

Seeing them turning into streams of light and leaving one after another, Qi Yun also nodded. It was just the right thing to do to take people's money and relieve their worries.

"Senior Brother Qi Yun, who are they?"

Ermeng looked at Li Qinglang and Shangguan Jinse warily, especially the latter, who always felt that this woman holding a black kitten was not simple.

"You have been out on the battlefield in the south for many years and rarely come back, so of course you don't know. My master recently accepted two new disciples. They are my fourth junior brother and little junior sister."

"Ninth Peak, Li Qinglang, nicknamed Changsheng. Senior sister, you can just call me Li Changsheng."

Li Qinglang's behavior was quite gentle and elegant, but after Shangguan Jinse sensed the slight hostility, he became a little bit targeted.

"My name is Shangguan Jinse, the favorite of the Ninth Peak Group, and the caring little sister of Senior Brother Qi Yun!"

In order to demonstrate, she directly took Qi Yun and hugged him with one hand.

Ermeng's eyes narrowed slightly, and the sight between the two girls began to smell like gunpowder.

"Okay, stop playing. Go back quickly. Then it's time for Master to check your homework again."

Qi Yun touched the little junior sister's head and said softly, "And your live broadcast converter hasn't been turned off yet."

"Yes!"

Shangguan Jinse rolled his eyes at Second Dream with disdain, and was a little reluctant to return Xiaoyou to Li Qinglang, "Senior Brother Qinglang, I will go and play with you then!"

After saying that, she quickly ran to turn off the live broadcast converter, put it into her storage bag, and turned into a rainbow and disappeared.

"I didn't expect that another talisman genius would emerge from the Ninth Peak. Our Second Peak is really in decline."

Wu Zuishan sighed softly and walked over. Although he said this, the smile on his face did not diminish.

We are all disciples of the sect, so does it really matter whether we are good or not? Moreover, it is not bad to have a few good seedlings from other sects, as they can inspire the little boys of our family to work hard.

"By the way, Mengmeng. Do you know the identity of that girl just now?"

The second dream met him and greeted him, called Uncle Wu and then said, "What is your identity?"

Wu Zuishan chuckled and said, "He is a descendant of the Shangguan family in Yongzhou, and it has nothing to do with you. The main thing is that he has talent in alchemy, and he may be a unique being."

Originally, he had no obligation to remind him, but the father of the second dream was good friends with Lin Mohe, and Lin Mohe was a close friend with him, so they had some relationship with each other.

Moreover, Second Meng is still one of the most outstanding young disciples in the Second Peak Danmai.

"oh."

Second Meng looked at the direction Shangguan Jinse was leaving with some unwillingness, and responded softly.

"Okay, since you young people are together, I won't join in the fun."

Wu Zuishan left with a smile on his face. Before leaving, he did not forget to remind Li Qinglang, "It's not about the strokes but the writing. Don't always dwell on imperfections. Imperfection is actually not a kind of perfection."

Li Qinglang accepted this suggestion because he also discovered his own shortcomings: his vision was indeed too high and his skills were too low.

"Brother, I'll leave first then. I won't disturb you anymore."

"My name is Ermeng. Come to Erfeng to find me when you have time."

The second dream saw that he was so knowledgeable, and she felt a little fond of him, so she spoke softly at the same time.

"Then farewell!"

Li Qinglang was about to hug Xiaoyou and leave to find Tang San, but Qi Yun grabbed his sleeve.

"Hey, junior brother, what's the hurry?"

Qi Yun grabbed him and refused to let him go, then looked at Ermeng and asked, "It seems that the new round of disciple recruitment for the southern battlefield is about to begin?"

"Yes, the monsters in the south have become more and more violent recently for some unknown reason. And there seem to be signs of this happening everywhere."

Er Meng sighed, "I came back this time to be able to be promoted to Nascent Soul with peace of mind. However, I probably won't go to the battlefield in the past two years.

You are also an alchemist, so you naturally know why. Although you can hone your alchemy techniques there, you don't have much time to study to a higher level."

"It doesn't matter whether you stay or not. Alchemists originally value a quiet and quiet environment. On that battlefield, you still have to face unexpected threats."

Qi Yun nodded in response and asked, "How many people are we planning to apply for this time? Is there any news?"

"This time the scale is larger. It is estimated that each peak will recruit at least two thousand people. Among them, foundation building and golden elixir disciples are required to reach at least a quarter of the number of recruits."

The second dream told everything he knew one by one, including the specific requirements for elixirs, talismans, and formation cultivators. "You still don't want to go?"

"What do I have to do to go over there and wait to be assassinated?"

"Yes." Second Meng was convinced. After all, he was a monk who was close to becoming a god. He was also proficient in talismans, formations, and spells. When he went to the battlefield, he would definitely be a priority target for the local government.

"Hey, junior brother, will you go?"

Qi Yun looked at Li Qinglang, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Young people like you should go to the battlefield to train. You still lack a little edge and have a little more vigor.

Just do this, I'll help you sign up. I have some connections with the peaks who are in charge of this matter, and I will arrange a position for you that can exercise your abilities and is not dangerous."

Li Qinglang looked at the kind and friendly second senior brother with a non-smiling smile, and sighed in his heart, knowing that staying here would do no good.

And although the original plot had arranged for him to go to the southern battlefield for training, but after being manipulated by Qi Yun, he instantly felt like he had no passion, as if he was an arranged puppet.

"Junior sister, you can also send her there to exercise, and then go back and discuss it with Master."

Qi Yun pondered and looked at Er Meng, "When the time comes, I may have to ask you to take care of my little junior sister."

"no problem."

Li Qinglang was speechless in his heart. Why did you ask Master Mao, but I didn't? I am still not Master's disciple...

But he didn't dare to say anything more, because he was afraid that Qi Yun would secretly devise some trick to get him in.

"There's nothing else to do, I'll leave first."

Li Qinglang took his leave with the two of them. Xiaoyou had already fallen asleep comfortably in his arms, so he created a wind barrier for him during the flight. At the same time, he sent a message to Tang San, asking him to come to the cave.

When Li Qinglang returned to the cave, a corner of night had already appeared on the horizon, and Tang San was waiting at the entrance of the courtyard.

"Greetings to Senior Brother Changsheng."
To be continued...