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Hearing this, Song Fan nodded silently, walked forward with Mr. Qin, glanced ahead, but his face suddenly changed.

It can be seen that there are hundreds of sand eagles in the attracted group of sand eagles. The formation is not small, singing non-stop, swarming towards the direction of the double-headed winged birds.

Although this group of Sand Eagles consisting of hundreds of Sand Eagles is not too big, it is also somewhat difficult to deal with.

Song Fan's expression softened a little, and he looked at Elder Qin who was beside him.

"It's just a group of beasts who have not yet opened their intelligence."

Elder Qin shook his head indifferently, then shook his sleeves, and several fiery red talismans shot out, which were exactly the fire talismans.

The fire talisman shot out, transforming into several clusters of fiery flames, blasting the Sand Eagles out of a big hole, and all the Sand Eagles stained by the flames, without exception, were turned into a pile of ashes.

"Chick!" "Chick!" "Chick!"

The Sand Eagles were in chaos immediately, and the ear-piercing screams resounded non-stop. After a while, the Sand Eagles dispersed in a hurry.

Obviously, compared with attractive food, one's own life is more important, even animals understand this truth.

Looking at the Sand Eagles who dispersed in a short while, Song Fan subconsciously licked his lips, and looked at Elder Qin again with a strange look in his eyes.

It is difficult for even a person with strong true energy to deal with the Sand Eagles so cleanly, but the talisman master just threw out a few talismans, and the immediate troubles were easily solved.

Talisman teacher is really an enviable profession.

"Hehe, little brother Song Fan, you and I are destined to meet here. Thanks to your rescue just now, the old man was saved from the evil hands of those gangsters. I will give you these fire talismans and flying talismans."

Elder Qin looked at Song Fan with a smile, rubbed his palms, and a thick stack of talismans appeared in his hands.

Song Fan hurriedly thanked him, took a look at it, and his face immediately showed joy. Qin Lao was really generous, and casually threw him seven or eight flying talismans and three fire spirit talismans.

"Hehe, little brother Song Fan, since this is the case, let's meet again if we are destined."

Elder Qin looked at Song Fan, nodded in satisfaction, and smiled slightly.

Before he finished speaking, Elder Qin leaped down from the back of the double-headed winged bird, like a light bird, slowly drifting down towards the desert below, apparently using a flying talisman.

Seeing this scene, Song Fan was taken aback for a moment, then was taken aback, and said in a daze, "This..."

"Hehe, this trip of the old man is to go to the Great Red Sun Desert. There are some things to do in the Great Red Sun Desert..."

In the distance, Old Qin's slightly hoarse voice floated in the wind.

Hearing this sentence, Song Fan suddenly remembered that in the air transport line in Black Rock City, Mr. Qin said that he was going to the Red Sun Desert, which made many people laugh.

Originally, he also wanted to ask Mr. Qin some things about talisman masters. After all, most of his understanding of this profession was obtained from classics, and now he has no chance.

Although the Red Sun Desert is extremely dangerous, Song Fan is not worried at all after having seen Elder Qin's methods. Even the lowest-level talisman master has many methods, which should not be underestimated.

Looking at the messy surroundings, Song Fan shook his head. After this accident, he was the only one left among the five passengers on the double-headed winged bird, which was embarrassing.

Afterwards, Song Fan returned to his wooden house and practiced with peace of mind.

The rest of the journey was uneventful, and there were no accidents.

Three days passed in a flash.

Three days later, the double-headed winged bird landed in the territory of Dayan Dynasty.

Through a simple map, Song Fan learned that the nearest city to the landing place was named Yuanwu City, a small city in the northwest of the Dayan Dynasty.

After three days of trekking, Song Fan finally arrived at Yuanwu City, which he was looking forward to seeing.

"This map is too unreliable. It said it would take half a day to get there, but I had to travel for three full days, and the location of Yuanwu City was also marked off. If I hadn't asked passers-by, I don't know how long it took to get there in the Year of the Monkey. Wucheng."

Looking at the tall walls of Yuanwu City in front of him, Song Fan cursed the guy who drew the map hundreds of times in his heart. This map was bought before he set off to practice, and he didn't expect it to be very accurate, but it was too outrageous.

"As expected of the Dayan Dynasty, a small city has such a scene."

Dragging his tired body, Song Fan stepped into Yuanwu City.

Yuanwu City is said to be a small city, but it is actually more magnificent than the average city in the ancient Hua Dynasty. The streets are wide and full of traffic, which is very prosperous.There are also brave and skilled soldiers patrolling the city, adding a chilling air.

Yuanwu City, close to the northwestern border of the Dayan Dynasty, is a small city, and it is also guarded by some heavy troops.

After wandering around the city, Song Fan found an inn, opened a room, and slept soundly.He hadn't had a good rest during the high-altitude flight and long-distance trek, so this sleep was particularly sound.

After waking up the next day, Song Fan first bought a detailed map of the Dayan Dynasty in the city, compared it with the original map, and then went straight into the classics library of Yuanwu City, looking through the library Various classics in the book to expand knowledge.

Cultivation is important, but Song Fan clearly knows that if one wants to become a real strong man, reading is also essential.

It wasn't until evening that Song Fan came out of the classics library and returned to the inn where he was staying. He wanted to have a table of good wine and food, and carefully recalled the harvest of the day in the classics library.

Since it was just in the evening, there were not many people in the inn, only a few sparse tables.

At this time, Song Fan's heart moved, and he suddenly noticed that two teenagers, a man and a woman, walked in.The appearance of this pair of men and women is very ordinary, there is nothing unusual about them, they belong to the kind that are inconspicuous in the crowd.

But for some reason, when Song Fan saw these two people, he faintly felt that there was an indescribable and inexplicable aura about them.

"Could it be an illusion?" Song Fan secretly observed the two of them for a long time, shaking his head depressedly, and muttered in his mouth.

He couldn't feel any pressure on the two of them. Obviously, these two were ordinary people with no power to restrain their chickens, not advanced practitioners.

The two teenagers also wanted a table of good food and wine, and it happened that the table they chose was next to Song Fan.

Three rounds of wine, five flavors of food.

Just when Song Fan ate his mouth full of oil, burped, and was about to get up, a blunt scolding sound suddenly sounded in the inn, which made his body, which was about to get up, stagnate.

"Both of you, get up immediately and make room for my young master!"

This unceremonious scolding sound also immediately attracted the attention of the diners around.