Just when Nanyangzi was testing Zhuo Fei's endorsement, in a dense forest under Jitian Peak, two young men in gray robes stood face to face under an ancient pine. If Zhuo Fei saw these two people sneaking around at this time,

You will definitely be very surprised when you appear here. If the two senior brothers have something to say, they have to run down the mountain and hide in this dense forest.

"Brother, you have been on Tianji Peak for thirteen years, right?" A tall young man with thick black eyebrows asked. This young man is about 20 years old, and his appearance is quite good.

"Junior Brother Su, you can just say it bluntly. There is no need to beat around the bush between us brothers." The person opposite the thick-browed young man responded. This person is not tall, but has a fat body. When he stands, he looks like a meat ball.

With a big white round face, the eyebrows, eyes, mouth and nose were bunched together, like a huge bun.

"Senior Brother Chang, let me tell you straight. You and I have the mission of our sect. One is to take the old guy's life, and the other is to bring Tianji Peak Jitian Daozang back to the sect. When we came, Master, he was a subordinate.

You and I have been here for so many years, but we have not made any progress. I am afraid that Master cannot wait any longer."

"I know this myself, but that old guy in Nanyangzi hid that thing very tightly. I have tried all kinds of methods in the past ten years and haven't found out any information. If I really kill the old guy at this time, then

I’m afraid I’ll never get the things.”

"But even if we don't take action, I'm afraid that old guy won't have many days to live. Back then, he was hit by the Master's Shattering Palm, and his energy dissipated. It's unusual for him to survive to this day. Even so, he's afraid

You only have half a year left to live." The young man with thick eyebrows said, folding a dead branch in his hand.

"It seems that there is only one possible way now." The fat man looked gloomy.

"what way?"

"The old man really values ​​that little thing Zhuo Fei," the fat man said quietly.

"Senior brother, do you mean to use Zhuo Fei as a threat?"

"What do you think?"

"It seems like this is the only way. I hope that old guy can give in."

"Then let's do this..."

At this moment, in Nanyang Zhenren's cave, Nanyangzi was kneeling on a ball. In front of him was a short table with a palm-sized stone compass on it. Nanyang Zhenren was staring at the compass in a daze, as if

Calculating something, he finally raised his head after a long time and murmured to himself: "Can't wait? I'm afraid I can't escape this disaster that's coming, but I can't figure out the fate of that little guy Zhuo Fei.

Coming out?"

After calculating for a while, Master Nanyang stood up with a helpless sigh, raised his hand to touch on the table, put away the compass, turned around, walked slowly to the wall behind him, stretched out his right hand and pressed it on the wall. At this time, he only

Seeing the white light coming from Master Nanyang's right hand, it gradually became stronger and stronger, and the wall actually rippled like water waves, disappearing into nothingness. A stone door appeared in front of him, Nanyangzi did not hesitate, stepped into the stone door, and then

As Master Nanyang entered the stone gate, the stone gate turned into a stone wall again, as if nothing had happened.

At the same time, in Zhuo Fei's Cave, Zhuo Fei was sitting cross-legged in front of a low table. There were several things on the table. A stack of new talisman paper with no talisman on it, an old clay inkstone, and a tube.

There was a talisman pen made of unknown animal bone hair, a porcelain bowl filled with half a bowl of animal blood, cinnabar and other things. Zhuo Fei held a black technological object in his left hand.

One inch, it looks like a seal but not like it. When you look closely, it looks like an altar that has been shrunk countless times. The altar is divided into three layers, with a circle at the top and a button with four elephants at the top. The craftsmanship of this altar is exquisite.

, in addition to the four images, there are other things carved on it. Although they are extremely small, they are also wonderful. Each has its own shape and is lifelike. The bottom of the platform is engraved with Bagua diagrams. On the first floor, there are two ancient Chinese characters in Yang script. I don’t know what kind of font it is.

Zhuo Fei couldn't recognize it. There was a red rope on the button of the bucket. Zhuo Fei usually used this red rope to tie the thing around his neck.

Looking at this scene, Zhuo Fei seemed to want to carve a talisman, but he didn't know how a guy with only the first level of Qi training could do such a thing.

Painting talismans is one of the Taoist arts, and many Taoist sects have dabbled in it. Over the hundreds of years since Tianyun Sect was established, many disciples have studied this art. Naturally, there are also senior figures who are quite skilled in this art, and they have collected the talismans and compiled them into books.

, to pass on to future generations. Although the Tianyun Sect has declined, some books are still preserved. Zhuo Fei discovered an incomplete collection of talismans among his master's old belongings. However, in this collection of talismans, the pages

Due to wear and tear, most of the talismans were no longer identifiable. In the end, only the four types of Liao and Liao were completely identifiable.

Drawing talisman is one of the Taoist arts, and it is not easy to practice. First, drawing talisman is extremely difficult. Even the simplest talisman seal, its drawing trajectory is also extremely complicated. If you make a slight mistake, a talisman will be useless.

It is extremely difficult for those who have been immersed in this way for decades to draw one complete picture out of ten. Secondly, after the talisman is drawn, there is another process, which is to inject the essence, that is, to pour one's own golden elixir magic power into it, and

Symbols with different attributes require the concentration of mana from the corresponding attribute skills, and you need to be careful when injecting. If the concentration is less, the symbol will lose its corresponding power. If the concentration is too much, the symbol will spontaneously ignite, causing all previous efforts to be wasted.

Zhuo Fei is not a first-level qi-training monk, and the golden elixir has not yet been condensed, so there is golden elixir mana available.

At this time, Zhuo Fei seemed to have no idea about these issues. He carefully mixed the animal blood and cinnabar into the mud inkstone, grabbed the talisman pen in his right hand, dipped the tip of the pen in the inkstone, and pressed the talisman paper with the small seal in his left hand.

On the top, the talisman pen in his right hand slowly falls towards the talisman paper. Zhuo Fei writes very slowly, for fear of making mistakes. As his pen moves, a talisman trace gradually takes shape on the talisman paper. Although his writing is slow, but in the end

The sigil was drawn without any mistakes.

What's more, just after the talisman was drawn, a green light appeared in his left hand, and he was actually going to pour the magic power from his Qi training period into the small black seal. When he was young, he saw that there was a trace of light at the junction of the seal and the paper.

A white light flashed, and then the talisman paper shone brightly with green light. A fine low-level wood talisman. The green wood thorn was actually made by him.

After completing the making of the talisman, Zhuo Fei slowly straightened up, wiped the sweat from his head and said to himself: "Hey, it seems that making this talisman is not too difficult. The master said that it is not easy.

This talisman has not been made by us yet. Let’s take a break and try making the mid-level golden arrow talisman again.”

Not to mention that Zhuo Fei was constantly studying the details and making his talisman. On the other side, Zhuo Fei's two senior brothers were also nervously planning ways to deal with Nan Yangzi and Zhuo Fei's master and apprentice.

"Zhuo Fei is only at the first level of qi training. Junior brother who is at a high level of qi training must be very confident in dealing with him. How about leaving this kid to be dealt with by junior brother?" The fat senior brother looked at the young man steadily and said.

"This is natural, but although Nanyangzi has lost his vitality, he was a veritable mid-level Nascent Soul monk before he was injured. I am afraid he will have a few intermediate talismans in his hand. Senior brother, you still have to be careful.

That's good." The young man was quite concerned in his words, but if you look carefully at his eyes, there was no hint of concern in them.

"Junior brother, there is no need to worry. The master gave me an intermediate talisman and earth shield talisman when I arrived. It will come in handy."

"Now that senior brother is prepared, little brother, I can rest assured. Then tomorrow night, I will catch Zhuo boy, and senior brother will deal with that old thing."
Chapter completed!