A seal of immortality

Chapter 339: Guidance from Daoist Tianfu

"Master Fu is here, that's great."

"With Master Fu here, we will be fine."

"Hey, Master Fu is here, those people have nothing to eat."

All the Taiqing Palace disciples on the deck were ecstatic when they saw the middle-aged man.

Although Wang Changsheng had never met a middle-aged man, Fu Mingzhu's "grandfather" had already pointed out the identity of the middle-aged man-Tianfu Daoist.

Tianfu Daoist's name is not only known in the Taiqing Palace, but also in the entire Song Dynasty cultivating the world, and everyone knows it.

If Wang Changsheng remembered correctly, his grandfather also collected a painting by Immortal Tianfu before he stepped into the world of cultivating immortals.

"It's not good, sorcerer, retreat quickly," the black-robed man swiped his consciousness towards Tianfu Daoist, his face changed drastically, and he shouted hastily.

After finishing speaking, the black-robed man made a tactic with one hand, black flames billowed from his body, and a pair of black wings about the size of Zhang quickly condensed out from behind him.

With a light flap of the black wings, the figure of the black-robed man flickered, and he appeared hundreds of feet away. After a few flashes, he was hundreds of feet away, and flew away quickly.

Seeing this, Immortal Tianfu turned his mouth up slightly, turned over with one hand, and a blue jade pen about a foot long appeared in his hand.

The blue jade pen is engraved with dense blue runes, shining with inspiration, and it is not ordinary at a glance.

I saw the jade pen in the hands of the real Tianfu waved across the void in front of him, countless blue runes emerged, and quickly condensed into a giant blue tiger five or six feet high.

The blue giant tiger is blue all over, with blue scales all over its body, and a pair of blue wings growing on its back. It doesn't look like it has been transformed by mana, it looks like a living thing.

Daoist Tianfu touched the direction in which the black-robed man was flying, and the giant blue tiger spread its wings and flapped its wings lightly. With a sway of its figure, it disappeared from the spot.

At this time, the black-robed man had already fled thousands of meters away. He turned his head and glanced behind him, and found that the real Tianfu was standing still, as if he had no intention of chasing and killing him. Seeing this, his face showed A touch of joy.

But on this matter, several "swoosh" and "swoosh" pierced the air from the front of the black-robed man.

"Not good," the black-robed man was startled, his lips moved a few times, and a large cloud of black air suddenly appeared from his body, enveloping him.

After finishing all this, he turned his head, just in time to see dozens of blue water spears with a length of several feet bumping towards him.

With a few "bang" and "bang", dozens of blue water spears collided with the black air, burst open, and turned into a huge water-blue water ball, enveloping the black-robed man.

The black-robed man's expression changed, and he hastily opened his mouth to spew out a black light.

With a sound of "poof", the black light shattered the blue water polo, but at this moment, there was a wave in the sky above the black-robed man, and a giant blue tiger five or six feet high suddenly appeared.

The black-robed man's face changed drastically, and before he had time to react, he bit down on him with a bloody mouth.

The giant blue tiger didn't kill the black-robed man on the spot, but swallowed him.

The next moment, there was an incomprehensible sound of incantations from the belly of the giant blue tiger, and then, a layer of black flames emerged from its belly, making a "puchi" sound.

Daoist Tianfu smiled slightly, made a tactic with one hand, and said in his mouth: "Explosive."

With a loud "boom", the giant blue tiger burst into blue light and burst into a large rain of blood. It fell from a high altitude, and the body of the man in black robe and the golden core were all shattered in the explosion.

It took only a few breaths from Tianfu Daoist to kill the black-robed man. At this time, the other four black-clothed monks also reacted.

"Quick retreat," someone yelled, and the four black-clothed monks turned into four black lights and flew away in different directions.

Daoist Tianfu snorted softly, waved the jade pen in his hand quickly, and countless blue runes emerged in the void, condensing into four big blue birds with a size of three feet, flying towards a ray of light respectively.

The speed of the big blue bird is extremely fast, it appears hundreds of feet away in a few flashes, and its speed is one point faster than the four ray of light.

Not long after, the big blue bird caught up with the black light, and four screams were heard one after another.

Once the four died, the black demon tiger and the black centipede returned to their original forms, turning into a black long knife and a black spear respectively.

The black crow blew itself up. Fortunately, the three middle-aged Confucian scholars were prepared and were not affected by the blew up.

All the Taiqing Palace disciples on the deck were dumbfounded, and Wang Changsheng was also shocked.

"Is this the strength of Nascent Soul cultivator? He easily killed five alchemy stage cultivators," Wang Changsheng secretly marveled in his heart.

Although there was a big gap between the two sides, and the five men in black robes also consumed a lot of mana, but being able to easily kill five monks at the alchemy stage was enough to prove that the ancestor of the celestial talisman was extraordinary.

Immortal Tianfu turned over with one hand, put away the blue jade pen, and appeared above the dragon boat with a flick of his body.

"Greetings to Uncle Fu," the four middle-aged Taoist priests hurriedly saluted and said respectfully.

"Greetings to Master Fu," Wang Changsheng and other Taiqing Palace disciples saluted and shouted in unison except Fu Mingzhu and Wu Ling'er who did not pay homage.

"Grandfather, why are you here? Aren't you in retreat?" Fu Mingzhu walked up quickly and said with a smile.

"Master Nephew Mo was worried that something would happen to you, so he begged me, an old bone, to come and go. I didn't expect something to happen to you. By the way, the one standing next to you is the saint of the witch clan!" Tianfu Daoist explained two times. After saying this, his tone changed, and his eyes fell on Wu Ling'er.

"Junior Wu Ling'er pays respects to senior Fu," Wu Ling'er took two steps forward, saluted, and said respectfully.

"Well, yes, no wonder my friend accepted you as a disciple. I have met your master several times in the early years. I don't know how my friend is doing recently." Tianfu real person looked at Wu Ling'er carefully, and nodded , asked.

"Master, everything is fine, Senior Laofu is concerned," Wu Linger replied respectfully.

"That's good, for the sake of safety, I'll go on the road with you!"

After finishing speaking, Immortal Tianfu appeared on the deck of the dragon boat in a flash.

Seeing this, Fu Mingzhu immediately walked up to meet him, leading the way for the real Tianfu, and chatting with the real Tianfu at the same time, it can be seen that the real Tianfu loves Fu Mingzhu very much.

Wang Changsheng and a group of disciples hurriedly made way for Tianfu Daoist and Fu Mingzhu to pass through.

Soon, the old man in yellow robe and others returned to the dragon boat one after another, and Wang Changsheng and others also returned to their room to rest.

Not long after, the dragon boat trembled slightly, turned into a green light, and flew towards the direction of Taiqing Palace.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Wang Changsheng recalled what happened today, and couldn't calm down for a long time. The ancestor of Tianfu was only a monk in the Nascent Soul stage, and his supernatural powers were so amazing. Wouldn't it be more powerful than Nascent Soul?

Just when Wang Changsheng was full of thoughts, Fu Mingzhu's voice came from outside the door: "Junior Brother Wang, are you there? Open the door."

Hearing this, Wang Changsheng got up and got out of bed, and opened the door.

"Grandfather wants to see you," Fu Mingzhu explained her intentions as soon as she saw Wang Changsheng.

"What? Master Fu wants to see me?" Wang Changsheng was slightly taken aback when he heard the words, and said in disbelief.

"What? You don't want to go?" Seeing this, Fu Mingzhu frowned.

"Of course not. It's my blessing that Master Fu is willing to see me. It's just that I don't understand why Master Fu is looking for me. I don't know if Senior Sister Fu can tell me a thing or two." Wang Changsheng shook his head hastily, hesitated for a moment, and asked road.

"Don't worry, it's a good thing. I told my grandfather about your deeds. He wants to meet you. As for whether you can get advice from your grandfather, it's up to you," Fu Mingzhu said meaningfully.

"Thank you, Senior Sister Fu, and ask Senior Sister Fu to lead the way," Wang Changsheng suddenly realized when he heard the words. He said why Master Tianfu met him, a foundation cultivator, and it turned out that it was Fu Mingzhu who spoke good words for him.

"Well, you're smart, come with me!" Fu Mingzhu nodded, and led Wang Changsheng outside a side room.

"Grandfather, I brought Junior Brother Wang," Fu Mingzhu called into the wing room.

"Come in!" Master Tianfu's voice came from the wing.

With a bang, the door opened automatically.

Wang Changsheng took a deep breath, calmed down the excitement a little bit, and walked in.

This wing room was larger than Wang Changsheng's room, and it was elegantly furnished. Immortal Tianfu sat cross-legged on an emerald green futon, with a calm expression on his face.

"Disciple Wang Changsheng pays homage to Master Fu," Wang Changsheng hurriedly bowed and saluted with a very respectful expression.

"Well, I heard from that girl in Mingzhu that you are a talisman maker, and you are very interested in the art of talisman seals. You are not only the No. The Xuanfu lineage can still cultivate a talent like you," the tone of Tianfu Daoist was very flat, without any hint of happiness or anger.

"Returning to the ancestor, the disciple is indeed very interested in the art of talisman seals. As for the No. 1 competition and the No. 2 treasure hunting conference, it is just a fluke of the disciple," Wang Changsheng said very modestly.

"Well, not arrogant or impetuous, very good, tell me about your understanding of talismans, you can say what you want to say boldly," Master Tianfu nodded, with a flash of approval in his eyes, he asked .

"My disciples only know that talismans are composed of runes in a unique way. I don't know more about it. Please ask Master to clear up some doubts." Wang Changsheng pondered for a while, hesitated for a while, and cautiously asked.

"There are three thousand ways, and eight hundred side doors. The art of talisman is just one of the paths. Many people think that the art of talisman is difficult to become immortal, but in fact, there are too few high-level monks who are proficient in the art of talisman. People will have this kind of view. The fact that a talisman maker can be listed as one of the four most popular professions is enough to illustrate the importance of talisman seals. Fu seals are all-encompassing, and it is not as simple as sealing a few spells..."

Wang Changsheng listened very carefully, for fear of missing a single word.

Half an hour later, Wang Changsheng came out of the wing room with a look of admiration on his face.

After listening to Master Fu's words, Wang Changsheng suddenly became enlightened, and yearned for the Dao of Immortal Industry even more.

(End of this chapter)