Mortal: Fengling Linggen, married Chen Qiaoqian

Baizhu Mountain is not big, so there are not many buildings on the peak. Apart from a main hall and some attics, there are other places where the disciples practice.

Seeing the silence here, it can be regarded as a place for conversation.

Wen Xun turned around and saluted Yan Yun respectfully: "Senior is a dignified Yuanying monk. I wonder why you came to this sect?"

Yan Yun nodded slightly and said calmly: "I was just entrusted by someone to deliver something here."

It was said that it was a gift, but this soul soul talisman bone fragment was picked up from a corpse.

If they didn't know the plot, no one would have thought that this little Tianfu Sect owned it.

After hearing Yan Yun's words, Wen Xun looked shocked. After all, there was no need for the dignified Yuanying monk to deceive the two of them.

Yan Yun glanced at Wen Xun, patted the storage bag on his waist with his sleeve, and a jade box appeared in his hand.

Upon seeing this, Wen Xun quickly stepped forward and slowly opened it, revealing a bone fragment engraved with ancient inscriptions.

"This is!!!"

Wen Xun's eyes widened and he couldn't help but exclaimed: "This is the spirit-dropping talisman. This is the method for refining the spirit-dropping talisman. The notes on it belong to Senior Brother Yun!"

Hearing this, Yan Yun nodded slightly: "This was indeed handed over to me by a fellow Taoist surnamed Yun. According to what he said, this spirit descending talisman is one of the three secret talismans of Guimen, so it can't be wrong. "

"It's just Senior Brother Yun who I met when I was senior. Back then, before I could condense the golden elixir, Senior Brother suddenly disappeared without a trace on his way overseas for business. In the blink of an eye, there was no news for decades."

Wen Xun's eyes moved slightly and he couldn't help but asked with concern.

Yan Yun gently waved his hand and said calmly: "This matter is a long story, and the place he is currently in cannot be entered even by your cultivation level. If ordinary Nascent Soul monks enter, they can only let the mermaid meat."

Hearing this, Wen Xun couldn't help but take a deep breath. He didn't expect that even the Yuanying monks would have such difficulty.

Seeing Wen Xun like this, Yan Yun's eyes flickered and the corners of his mouth raised slightly: "I am very interested in the art of making talismans. I wonder if I can practice some talismans?"

Hearing this, Wen Xun showed respect and said quickly:

"Senior personally returned the spirit talisman refining method to our sect, which is already a great favor. Apart from anything else, our sect does still have some research on refining talismans."

"The ancestors in the sect have also collected many various classics about talismans. If you don't mind it, you can take a look and give me some pointers."

Yan Yun nodded, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and said, "In that case, I will stay in your sect for a few more days."

Wen Xun was overjoyed and said quickly: "That's great! It's an honor for us to be able to stay, senior. Would you like to rest for a while and talk tomorrow?"

Yan Yun waved his hand gently. With his current cultivation level, he could recover in an instant even if he needed to rest.

"No, please take me to the Sutra-Tiding Pavilion now."

Wen Xun didn't hesitate at all, and quickly ordered to a middle-aged monk behind him: "Well, Junior Nephew Yang will take Senior Yan to our library to have a look. If Senior has any instructions, we must comply with them."

Upon seeing this, the monk surnamed Yang quickly replied with a respectful look on his face: "As ordered, Senior Yan, please come with me."

Yan Yun nodded and followed this person out of the hall.

As Yan Yun left, Wen Xuncai let out a long sigh and murmured in a low voice:
"If we can take the opportunity to make friends with Senior Yan and spread some rumors, it will definitely be of great benefit to our sect. If nothing else, the current problems in the city can at least be solved."

With a Nascent Soul cultivator as a backer, Lingfeng Sect would naturally retreat three feet from the Tianfu Sect. Even the Shayang Sect would not displease a Nascent Soul cultivator for a small market.

Naturally, Yan Yun would not pay attention to these things.

If it makes him unhappy, even the Shayang Sect himself can be destroyed.

At this time, Yan Yun had followed the middle-aged monk to an inconspicuous attic.

This attic is divided into three floors, and the whole body is covered by a layer of light cyan prohibition.

When Yan Yun followed the middle-aged monk into the first floor, there was an old man sitting cross-legged on the futon with his head lowered, holding a jade slip in his hand, as if he was checking the contents of the slip.

"Master Nephew Li, come here and meet Senior Yan."

When the middle-aged monk saw the old man, he immediately ordered him politely. At the same time, he turned around and respectfully explained to Yan Yun:
"This nephew Li is responsible for managing the Scripture Collection Pavilion and is very familiar with the various classics in the pavilion."

At this moment, the old man seemed to be awakened from his slip by the middle-aged monk's voice. He hurriedly put the jade slip away, jumped up quickly, and ran over.

"It turns out that Senior Uncle Yang has arrived, and my nephew did not come out to greet him, but went to him to atone for his sins. This is Senior Yan...Senior Yan!"

The old man's face is full of wrinkles, his eyes are small, with a hint of roundness in his eyes, and his face is full of regrets.

But when his eyes glanced at Yan Yun, the smile on his face instantly froze.

Yan Yun raised the corner of his mouth slightly and glanced at Xiang Zhili. He didn't expect that this person had such a bad taste. It was enough to hide his identity. He had to hide such an inconspicuous old man and be so bullied by some foundation-building monks.

The middle-aged monk did not notice the many abnormalities, but bowed respectfully to Yan Yun and said with a flattering face: "Senior Yan, if you need anything, just ask Master Nephew Li."

Yan Yun waved his hand and said, "No need, just let him go."

Seeing what Yan Yun said, the middle-aged monk did not dare to neglect and immediately left with "Master Nephew Li".

Yan Yun was the only one left in the huge Sutra Pavilion.

Yan Yun stayed in the Tianfu Sect Scripture Collection Pavilion for three days and three nights. He read through all the books related to talisman making on the second and third floors of the pavilion. There were indeed many unique talisman-making secrets in them.

Naturally, Yan Yun was not polite about these talismans. He directly took out the blank jade slips and copied them one by one.

Among them, Yan Yun also successfully copied the most critical spirit-transforming talisman.

The spirit-transforming talisman can only be practiced during the elixir formation period, and is very similar to a magic weapon.

If you want it to be powerful, you need to take it into your body and continuously refine it with elixir fire, so that its power will greatly increase in the future.

When encountering danger, it can also have the effect of averting calamities, and can also be used to protect yourself and save your life in times of crisis.

However, the power of the spirit-transforming talisman not only depends on the cultivation level and length of time of the monks who cultivate the spirit talisman, but also depends on the materials used in making the spirit talisman and its own grade.

Three days later, Yan Yun slowly stood up from the futon after reading the last jade slip.

His spiritual consciousness surged and he quickly detected Xiang Zhili's whereabouts.

He was sitting outside the attic, meditating with his eyes closed, and he was very honest.

This Xiang Zhili is a peak monk in the early stage of becoming a god. In terms of strength alone, he can be said to be one of the top monks in the entire world.

He is now anonymous and wandering among various sects. His purpose is also very simple, which is to find the space nodes and protective props to enter the spiritual world.

The purpose of coming here is to find the Six Ding Tianjia Talisman.

It's a pity that the Six Ding Heavenly Armor Talisman was in the Bloody Forbidden Land, and Xiang Zhili missed it in vain.

I don't know if this is fate. If he has the Six-Ding Heavenly Armor Talisman, he may be able to successfully break through the spiritual world without being snatched away and died miserably.

With Xiang Zhili's talent and strength, he is able to cultivate to the peak of the early stage of divine transformation under such a situation of thin spiritual power, and his qualifications are extremely high.

If it were allowed to enter the spiritual world, I don't know how far it could grow. "Now that I have obtained the magic talisman, there is no need to stay here."

Yan Yun muttered silently in his heart, then his body swayed, turned into a shadow, and disappeared from the place.

Shortly after Yan Yun left, a bloody shadow appeared above the Tianfu Sect, and a bloody formation enveloped the entire sect.

This formation is so powerful that ordinary pill-forming monks cannot break it. Only Nascent Soul monks have the chance to break it.

Since he has obtained the spiritual talisman, it makes sense to leave a sect-protecting formation for the Tianfu Sect.

Bitter Bamboo Island, a little-known island in the sea adjacent to the Jin Dynasty, is shrouded in blue mist all year round.

Although the owner of the island, Old Man Kuzhu, is not well-known in the inland immortal cultivation world, many of the mid- to late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators in the interior know about this man, and most of them are extremely afraid of the owner of Kuzhu Island.

Among overseas monks, Old Man Kuzhu is even more famous.

Although he is at the middle stage of Nascent Soul, relying on the 365 Hanzhu Flying Swords and a Tianmulus Sacred Tree on Bitter Bamboo Island, he has long been regarded by overseas monks as beings of the same level as the Three Overseas Immortals.

On the Bitter Bamboo Island, the Ten Thousand Woods Formation is arranged with the Heavenly Mulberry Sacred Tree as the center of the formation. It is so magical that it has shocked overseas groups for tens of thousands of years. It is one of the several ancient and wonderful formations well-known overseas. Even Nascent Soul Later, when the monks broke into the formation, they also needed to use their magical powers to weaken them by three points.

But on this day, an uninvited visitor came over the island.

After a flash of light in the distant sky, a two-foot-long evergreen rainbow came swiftly over the sea of ​​fog that stretched for hundreds of miles.

After the light faded, a young monk appeared, wearing a white shirt, floating in the air.

Yan Yun's eyes moved slightly and he looked at the island in front of him. He raised the corner of his mouth and chuckled softly: "It is indeed Buzhu Island. It has such a big restriction. The Ten Thousand Trees Formation is indeed worthy of its reputation."

Looking at the sea of ​​fog in front of him, Yan Yun waved his sleeves, and Yu Huan, surrounded by red light, appeared in front of him.

Yan Yun moved his lips slightly and whispered: "Go."

As Yan Yun finished speaking, he saw Yu Huan turn into a vermilion shadow and instantly disappeared into the clouds.

Yu Huan squeezed his hands, and several black balls of Tiandu Corpse Fire cut through the shadow and fell towards the sea of ​​fog below.

Without saying a word, the puppet raised both hands, fingers slightly spread.

"Boom!"

Following two harsh roars, groups of jet-black flames were seen rolling in the sea fog.

In an instant, the nearby sea fog quickly cleared up a hundred feet in width, like an evil dragon emerging from the sea, which was very strange.

At this time, several long howls suddenly sounded in the clouds and mist.

Then the sea fog gradually disappeared, and an island appeared in front of Yan Yun.

And above the island, there is a layer of green light curtain, which is obviously the Ten Thousand Wood Formation of Ebony Island.

At the same time, several streams of light were seen escaping from the island.

Obviously, Yu Huan's appearance alarmed the monks on the island.

The cultivation of these monks is not easy, most of them are monks in the foundation building stage, and there are also a few monks who have reached the pill forming stage.

As for the Nascent Soul cultivator, I didn’t see anyone.

At this time, an old man who was in the late stage of pill formation came to the crowd. He originally planned to raise an army to accuse him, but after feeling Yan Yun's powerful cultivation, he immediately saluted respectfully:

"It turns out they are two seniors. I wonder what they do in this island?"

It's a bit ridiculous to look like this.

Yan Yun waved his hand, and Yu Huan understood and turned into a shadow, falling next to Yan Yun.

"I have heard about the name of Taoist Kuzhu for a long time. I am here to visit you this time. I wonder if I can tell you something."

Yan Yun's eyes moved slightly and he asked.

In fact, this time Yan Yun came to Kuzhu Island not only to look for bird feathers, but also for the sacred mulberry tree, although it was not as good as the three sacred trees.

But it is also a strange sacred tree second only to the three sacred trees. I don’t know what is special about it.

The leader of the old man's face was condensed, and he couldn't help but said: "What a coincidence, my master has been in seclusion for several years. The seniors can talk to the juniors about matters, and the juniors can also take some decisions on the affairs of Kuzhu Island."

Yan Yun's eyes narrowed slightly and he said, "In that case, I heard that your island has raised an ancient spiritual bird, the black phoenix. I wonder if this is the case?"

"Wufeng? Senior, what do you mean by this?" The old man at the head was shocked.

Yan Yun waved his hand and said calmly: "I need three feathers from the tail of the black phoenix. I can exchange them for a seventh-level monster inner elixir."

While speaking, Yan Yun waved his sleeves, and an inner elixir emitting spiritual light flew out of the air and appeared in front of the old man.

Listening to Yan Yun's words, a trace of surprise flashed in the old man's eyes. He never thought that Yan Yun would make such a request.

The leader of the old man's face was gloomy for a long time. After hesitating for a moment, he replied:
"Although Wufeng is an ancient spiritual bird, it is more than enough to exchange these demonic pills for the spiritual bird. But I am afraid that this junior cannot agree to this matter."

Yan Yun put his hands behind his back and couldn't help but chuckle: "In that case, don't blame me for doing it myself."

After hearing Yan Yun's words, the old man's expression changed and he quickly explained:

"Senior, please don't misunderstand me. It's not that I don't want to show respect to my seniors. It's just that Wufeng on this island is at the juncture of advancement. We really can't harm any of our cultivation."

Yan Yun flicked his wrist, and another inner elixir appeared in his hand.

"What if we add a seventh-level inner elixir?"

As a result, everyone on Kuzhu Island looked at each other in shock.

There was hesitation in the eyes of the leading middle-aged man. After concentrating for a moment, he replied: "This matter is of great importance. I cannot make the decision. Senior, please wait for a moment. I will disturb the master and see how he responds."

This is really because Yan Yun is too powerful, so he does not dare to offend him. If he provokes a strong enemy on Kuzhu Island, he will probably be punished after he returns.

The old man flicked his wrist and took out a jade talisman. He moved his lips slightly and imprinted Yan Yun's request into it.

"call out!"

Immediately afterwards, a stream of light flashed past, and the jade talisman quickly disappeared.

Yan Yun didn't keep him waiting for long, after just half a cup of tea.

Suddenly, a long and old voice came from the island.

"It turns out that a Taoist friend from the Nascent Soul stage is visiting. I couldn't go out to welcome him. I hope you can forgive me and ask the two Taoist friends to come to the Yingfeng Pavilion on the island to entertain me."

"I will leave the customs soon to meet the guests." (End of chapter)