A seal of immortality

Chapter 158 Murong Fu

On this day, Wang Changsheng felt that the movement of the bloodthirsty spirit bat inside the bag was much quieter, so he planned to recognize him as the master.

I saw him take out a white jade bowl from the storage bag, filled half of the bowl with clean water, bit a finger, squeezed out a few drops of blood and blood into the jade bowl, and stirred it evenly.

Then he took out the magic pen, cleaned the tip of the pen, and according to the description on the "Hundred Essentials of Yuling" he bought, dipped a little blood with the magic pen, drew a blood-colored rune on the ground, and drew After dozens of blood-colored runes, the blood in the jade bowl has also been used up, and there is an extra blood-colored rune array on the ground about the size of Zhang Xu.

Then, he opened the cloth bag in which the bloodthirsty spirit bats were placed, and placed twelve hungry, dying bloodthirsty spirit bats on top of the bloody talisman.

Afterwards, he began to mutter words, and after a while, with a flick of his finger, a magic spell was definitely submerged in the blood-colored talisman array.

A burst of dazzling blood glowed from the blood-colored talisman, and then the blood-colored runes seemed to have life, and began to squirm, one after another, they burrowed into the body of the bloodthirsty spirit bat. Every bloodthirsty spirit bat had countless A blood-colored rune got into its body, and after a while, the blood-colored rune array disappeared, as if it had never appeared before. After the blood-colored rune got into the body of the bloodthirsty spirit bat, Wang Changsheng also established a relationship with the twelve bloodthirsty spirit bats. contact and give them orders.

Through the connection he established with the bloodthirsty spirit bats, Wang Changsheng could feel that they were very weak. If they weren't monsters, they would have starved to death long ago.

Wang Changsheng smiled slightly, took out a washbasin, then reached for the storage bag on his waist with his right hand, and took out a red gourd.

After removing the stopper, Wang Changsheng tilted the red gourd downwards and poured a large amount of red liquid into the washbasin. With the appearance of these red liquids, a thick bloody smell filled the room.

Wang Changsheng poured half a basin of monster blood, then put the stopper back and put it back in the storage bag.

Smelling the smell of fresh blood, the twelve bloodthirsty spirit bats became very restless. They flapped their wings and wanted to fly, but they fell back to the ground before flying very high.

These bloodthirsty spirit bats were already starved to death. If they were not spirit beasts, they would have starved to death long ago.

Seeing this situation, Wang Changsheng threw all twelve bloodthirsty spirit bats into the washbasin and let them drink to their full.

After drinking a few sips of blood, these bloodthirsty spirit bats slowly regained their strength and gulped down the delicious blood of monster beasts. As time passed, their shriveled bodies slowly swelled up, and their bodies became extremely red.

A quarter of an hour later, after half of the pot of monster blood had drained out, there were twelve bloated blood-colored bats in the washbasin. Their bodies were filled with blood, and it seemed that they would burst open in the next moment.

After drinking the blood, these bloodthirsty spirit bats lay lazily in the washbasin one by one, motionless, if not for the breath of life in them, Wang Changsheng would have thought that they drank too much blood and were strangled to death .

Seeing this situation, Wang Changsheng simply threw them into the spirit beast bag.

After finishing all this, Wang Changsheng put away the washbasin, opened the door, and looked across. The door of the opposite room was closed tightly, covered by a blue light curtain.

Seeing this scene, Wang Changsheng frowned lightly. He had been in Fangshi for less than half a month, and the guests in the opposite room had not checked out. Unless there were special circumstances, the disciples who had not yet established their foundation were not allowed to leave the sect for more than a month. Otherwise, it is a violation of the No.30 seven rules, and you will be whipped ten times with a python and copied the rules five hundred times.

Naturally, Wang Changsheng didn't want to violate the sect's rules, but he was reluctant to leave just like that. After a little thought, he decided to wait another ten days. If the guests in Room No. [-] still didn't check out after ten days, he could only return to the sect and come back after a while. Fangshi.

After thinking about this, Wang Changsheng closed the door, sat cross-legged on the bed and began to practice.

This room only has a simple protective restraint. If it fails to make talismans inside, it will cause too much commotion. Therefore, Wang Changsheng can only practice in the room.

This half a month of training has shown signs of a breakthrough in his "Ruijin Jue", which is why he doesn't want to return to the sect right away.

If he can enter the realm of No.13 layer, it will undoubtedly improve his strength, and it will also be helpful for making talismans.

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At the same time, in a magnificent palace on a certain giant peak of the Taiqing Palace, a chubby middle-aged man was lying on a jade chair with his eyes slightly closed, as if he had fallen asleep.

On the left and right sides of the jade chair, there are two silver tigers with two heads and three eyes on each head. Behind the jade chair is a bronze figure about ten feet tall, holding a plantain fan in its hand. , gently swinging from side to side, as if fanning the middle-aged man.

On the left and right sides of the palace, there are exquisite flowerpots, each of which is planted with a purple plant about ten feet high, and each plant is hung with green fruits, exuding a strong strange smell. delicious.

The top of the palace is inlaid with a large number of silver crystals, and the floor is paved with a kind of golden stone brick, which looks magnificent.

Below the middle-aged man, stood two green-clothed men with somewhat similar facial features, with extremely respectful expressions. They were brothers Wu Huan and Wu Le.

"What? That person hasn't come back yet," the middle-aged man opened his eyes and said calmly.

"Back to Master Murong, the two of us have just returned from his residence, and there is no one there. As far as his friends know, we haven't seen him for half a month. Xiao Shan doesn't know where he went," Wu Huan replied respectfully.

"What about other places! Have you looked for the Talisman Making Hall?" The middle-aged man then asked.

"Uncle Master, we can't get in without the token issued by the Talisman Making Hall," Wu Le replied.

Hearing the words, the middle-aged man frowned, pondered for a while, and ordered: "Forget it, I'll send someone into the Talisman-making Hall to look for it. You can't be left behind. You must visit his residence every day. Once he comes back , come and let me know right away.”

"Understood." Wu Huan nodded, seemed to think of something, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Uncle Murong, does that person have such great abilities? It's worth your asking about his whereabouts every day or so. According to me As you know, although there are not many talisman makers who can draw thunder-type talisman seals, there are more than a dozen. If my uncle runs an olive branch to them, forgive me!

They dare not refuse. "

"Are you teaching me how to do things?" The middle-aged man's tone suddenly turned cold.

"I don't dare, I'm just a little curious," Wu Huan said, his face changed slightly, and he hurriedly explained.

"Brother was just confused for a while, and I hope that Master Shishu will not remember the villain's fault and forgive him this time," Wu Le pleaded for Wu Huan when he saw this.

"Hmph, let's forget it this time, I don't want to have a next time," the middle-aged man snorted softly, his face softened, and then said: "As for the reason, it's okay to tell you, the system that can draw lightning-type talisman seals There are more than ten talisman masters, and they are still very experienced, but they are all foundation-building monks, and their words and deeds have attracted the attention of many people.

Although in my capacity they dare not refuse, but it is easy to expose my business to the sun, and this nephew Wang has been in the business for less than five years, although he has won the No. Furthermore, this person comes from a small family, so it is more convenient to win over. "

"So that's it. I understand. If I hear about this person, I must immediately notify Uncle Murong," Wu Huan suddenly realized, nodded and said.

"By the way, have you sold the larvae of bloodthirsty spirit bats? What about the larvae of phantom butterflies and white jade spiders?"

"All the blessings entrusted to Uncle Murong have been sold. This is the spirit stone I got. Please count it," Wu Huan nodded, took out a heavy storage bag from his arms, stepped forward, and handed to a middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man took the storage bag, opened the bag, swept his consciousness, nodded in satisfaction, took out a storage bag, threw it to Wu Huan, and said, "This is your reward, you will divide it among yourself." Let's go! Well, if you have nothing to do, get out!"

Upon hearing this, Wu Huan thanked her, and then retreated with Wu Le.

As soon as the two Wu brothers left, a woman in white palace attire came out from the side door of the palace. She glanced at the middle-aged man lying on the jade chair, frowned slightly, and said, "Fifth Brother, isn't it?" I told you not to do this kind of thing again, you and I are both immortal cultivators, you should focus on cultivation, if you let your great-grandfather know that you are in business, he will definitely reprimand you."

"Hehe, my great-grandfather has more than a dozen great-grandchildren, and I'm only a four-spirit root attribute, so it's hard for me to even see him once. Unlike you, Seventh Sister, you often see your great-grandfather," the middle-aged man said with a smile and some dissatisfaction .

"Fifth brother, although your spiritual root attribute is not very good, if you practice hard, you may not be unable to form alchemy. Besides, if you operate legally, it's fine. Some of your businesses have violated the rules of the sect. If someone catches you, there will definitely be no good fruit for you, so you should stop early!" the woman in palace costume kindly persuaded.

"Seventh sister, as the owner of the ice-type alien spirit root, you naturally don't know how slow the cultivation speed of the pseudo-spiritual root is. It is not because of my great-grandfather that I piled up many pills to achieve my current cultivation level. , if I want to go further, I can only rely on myself. As for what you said is illegal, hehe, I am not the only one who does this kind of thing. I have never seen people from the Law Enforcement Hall arrest them. Besides, people from all six branches of my business are involved, involving more than a dozen descendants of the elders of the alchemy stage, and even the Law Enforcement Hall. Who is not involved? If you dare to catch me, the most important thing is that I buy goods from other branch disciples and resell them, which is different from those who resell goods." The middle-aged man sat up from the jade chair, explained.

"Forget it, I can't say no to you, it's better for you to restrain yourself, your great-grandfather's [-]th birthday is coming soon, so don't cause any trouble during this period," the woman in palace costume smiled wryly and reminded .

"Brother, I understand. By the way, why does that kid Yang Qian keep pestering you recently? Could it be that he really thinks that he is the young patriarch of the Yang family, so he can stalk you to death?" At the end, the middle-aged man A cold light flashed in his eyes.

"He and I both belong to the same vein of Qianjian, and he has a psychic sword body. He came to me to ask me about sword control. I can't keep him out of the door! But he has been a bit annoying recently, and he is always in trouble. Just come and bother me, I have already warned him, I hope he can restrain himself a bit," the woman in palace costume sighed and said helplessly.

To be honest, she really disliked the other party's behavior of not drinking, but the other party was not only the young patriarch of the Yang family of the immortal cultivator, but also the direct disciple of the head of the sect. Reduce the number of exchanges with her, and hope that the other party can understand her intentions!
"Forget it, Seventh Sister, anyway, my Jinyuan Palace is relatively big, so you can stay with me for now, I don't believe it, he dares to come to me to look for you, others are afraid of Yang Qian, but I, Murong Fu, am not afraid of him , "The middle-aged man snorted coldly, and said in a tone that could not be refused.

The woman in palace costume was a little moved when she heard this, thought for a while, and nodded in response.

　There is an urgent matter today. These two chapters were coded out after staying up late and posted in advance.
　　
　
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