I have an ancient immortal sect

Chapter 19 I am a Talisman and Seal Master

"Xiaochi is so violent!" Lie Shan saw Qin Xiaochi do something for the first time.

Although he knew that Qin Xiaochi's power was terrifying, he didn't expect it to be so violent.

Hitting someone really hurts.

Wang Xiong's face was in close contact with the soles of the feet and the ground, and was squeezed until it was distorted. He tried his best to prop up Qin Xiaochi's feet, but he couldn't do it at all.

gentle? ?
How can you be so gentle?

Wang Xiong was beaten, Wang's family and Qinglongshan disciples drew their swords one after another, and their swords were on the verge of breaking out.

"The blatant scramble for Fangshi, the Wang family, is a little too much, right?" Yang Xiu stared at the Wang family and said.

The Wang family looked at Yang Xiu and said angrily, "Who are you? What right do you have to make irresponsible remarks here?"

"This seat is Yang Xiu, the eighth generation head of the Immortal Sect." Yang Xiu introduced himself.

However, when the Wang family and the members of the Qinglong sect heard this, they all sneered, "Eternal Immortal Sect? A rubbish sect is worthy of such a name? Isn't it just a fortune teller? If you know your senses, go away! Otherwise, the Eternal Immortal Sect will be killed." It has become an eternal grave!"

"Brother, don't look down on fortune tellers." Yang Xiu seemed rather calm.

As the head of a sect, one has to be able to hide his emotions and anger, and this is how he looks like a head.

After a slight pause, the topic changed, "Brother Tai Yintang is black, and the black air surrounds the top. I'm afraid there will be a bloody disaster today."

"What a bloody disaster!" Wang Yuan, a disciple of the Wang family, felt that Yang Xiu was ridiculous, and stepped forward with his sword, "You are so good at counting, but you can count yourself as having a bloody disaster today?"

After Wang Yuan finished speaking, he raised his sword, and the sharp long sword pierced Yang Xiu's heart.

He had already heard about Yang Xiu's weight.

Just the trash head of a trash sect.

The long sword attacked and killed quickly, before Yang Xiu could make a move, Qin Tian drew his sword abruptly.

Exercising the Sword Art of Flowing Clouds and Flowing Water, the rhythm of the sword is released, and transparent rippling water waves appear in the space.

Cooperating with the mysterious footwork, Qin Tian came first.

puff!
A flash of sword light flashed by, and Wang Yuan felt a tingling pain in his wrist, then he involuntarily let go of his palm, and the long sword in his hand fell to the ground.And on his wrist, there was a shocking bloodstain.

Before he could react,
Qin Tian leaned forward and slammed his knee against Wang Yuan's abdomen.

The pain caused Wang Yuan to curl up immediately, and flew out under the impact of the huge force, and fell to the ground with a bang.

Blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and his face was blue with pain.

"Qin...Qin Tian?" Wang Yuan stared at Qin Tian in astonishment, "You, have recovered your cultivation ability? How is it possible..."

I never heard that Qin Tian was able to practice again.

And judging from the strength that Qin Tian erupted just now, his cultivation base is actually higher than him.

He is only at the third level of Qi refining, but Qin Tian has reached the fourth level of Qi refining!
Qin Tian put away his sword and stood up, but did not respond to Wang Yuan.

Yang Xiu stood with his hands behind his back, and said quite satisfied: "This time, there are almost no flaws in performing the Sword Art of Flowing Clouds and Flowing Water. It is natural and very good."

"Master taught me well." Qin Tian was very grateful to Yang Xiu.

The head of the sect, Mingming, is as old as him, but there is always a mystery that people can't see through.Even if he is a genius, he still feels that he is far from the head of the sect.

Yang Xiu nodded, then turned his gaze to Wang Yuan, "Look, you still don't believe me when I say you have a bloody disaster."

Wang Yuan:……

This is how you direct and act on your own!

He gritted his teeth with hatred.

Yang Xiu glanced at the Wang family and the disciples of Qinglong Mountain, and then said: "Qin Tian is my sect. From today onwards, the Qin family will be under the protection of my immortal sect. I will give you three breaths, and immediately disappear from my sight. .”

Yang Xiu has already sensed the cultivation level of everyone present with the induction rune.

The tallest one is only at the sixth level of the Qi Refining Realm, and he is a disciple of Qinglong Mountain who is about 20 years old.

This time the conflict between Wang and Qin was just a small-scale fight.

Yang Xiu felt that with the current ability of the Wangu Xianzong, he could take down this group of people.

As soon as Yang Xiu said this, the disciple of Qinglong Mountain, who was at the sixth level of refining, stood up and said, "You are really arrogant."

"A declining trash sect, what gave you the courage to shout here?"

"The Wang family is my Qinglong Mountain's partner, that is, my Qinglong Mountain is behind it! You hurt the Wang family, today I, Qinglong Mountain, will teach you a lesson!"

Qinglong Mountain disciple Liu Qingfeng sacrificed his long sword.

A blue light shone on the long sword, and an emerald green gemstone was inlaid on it.There is a strong wind howling around the blade.

It is a third-grade magic weapon, and it is infused with wind attribute talismans.The emerald green gemstone inlaid is also of wind attribute.

The disciples of Qinglong Mountain can have the third-grade infusion magic weapon, which fully demonstrates Liu Qingfeng's status in Qinglong Mountain, and should belong to the head disciple.

"Teach me a lesson?" Yang Xiu smiled faintly, "This seat is exactly what I mean."

Qin Xiaochi still stepped on Wang Xiong, took out a bunch of candied haws, and said while eating: "Master, do you need me to take action?"

Yang Xiu shook his head and said, "Just leave it to the teacher."

After finishing speaking, Yang Xiu looked up at Liu Qingfeng, "If you have any means, just use it."

The brilliance of the fingertips flashed while speaking,
A yellow talisman was held between his fingertips.

Although his cultivation base was four levels lower than Liu Qingfeng's, his status as a seal talisman master was his confidence.After more than ten years of research on talisman seals, coupled with Master Mu's guidance, the talisman seals he engraved have reached the level of a master.

It's just that he hasn't been to the talisman master union for appraisal, so Yang Xiu doesn't know how many rank talisman masters he has reached so far.

But he thinks that the power of the engraved talisman is not bad.

Seeing the talisman seal in Yang Xiu's hand, Liu Qingfeng's expression became a bit serious, "A talisman seal master?"

Talisman master is a relatively popular occupation in Kyushu mainland.

Through the exquisite talisman carving and recording, powerful fairy arts can be encapsulated in the talisman, so as to gain an advantage in the battle.Generally speaking, talisman masters are good players in leapfrog battles.

Not only that, the talisman seals they engraved can be infused into weapons and elixir through the method of infusion and refining, improving attributes and grades.

However, a talisman master has very high requirements for talent and mental strength, so ordinary people really can't become a talisman master.

It is precisely because of this that talisman masters are very sought-after and highly respected in this world.

Liu Qingfeng didn't expect Yang Xiu to be a talisman master.

But when he thought that the Wangu Xianzong was a fortune teller, he couldn't help but be contemptuous, "What kind of talisman can a psychic master engrave? I'm afraid it's only first-grade."

Thinking of this, my vigilance suddenly relaxed, "Pretending to be!"

"Blast Wind Sword Technique!"

The gust of wind suddenly rose, and the wind speed suddenly increased. Liu Qingfeng turned into an afterimage, attacking and killing him quickly.

The wind blade sweeps the face.

Yang Xiu felt a tingling pain on his cheek, this Liu Qingfeng was indeed quite capable.

But just when Liu Qingfeng's long sword struck in front of him,

Yang Xiu threw his hands,
The yellow talisman in his hand turned into a yellow light and rushed towards Liu Qingfeng.

The seal talisman collided with Liu Qingfeng's long sword and exploded with a bang. Endless ice crystals condensed, and the ice crystals quickly spread along the long sword to Liu Qingfeng's body.

Soon Liu Qingfeng was covered with frost.

The coldness penetrated the bone marrow.

His speed suddenly dropped by half, and the flow of true energy in his body also slowed down.

It's like a movie in slow motion now compared to before.

"Ice Talisman?" Liu Qingfeng was shocked.

The ice talisman is a third-grade talisman, which has the effects of slowing down and freezing.

Yang Xiuli looked at Liu Qingfeng indifferently, "Wind attribute zhenqi can increase the effect of the ice talisman. Congratulations on winning the lottery."

words fell,

Yang Xiu slapped his backhand, and a slap in the face sent Liu Qingfeng, who had slowed down to the extreme, flying away.

Liu Qingfeng fell to the ground with a bang, and the cold air surged all over his body, making him shivering, his whole body numb and stiff, and it was difficult for him to even get up.

Lips have turned purple.

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