Panda Taoist Priest

Talismans were a special method used by high-level Daoists to seal their Dao arts onto talisman paper. It possessed the corresponding might of the Dao arts being sealed.

Unlike Daoist magics, which only required a small amount of spiritual energy to be poured into a talisman, it could activate the full power of the talisman.

Using runes in battles between cultivators was practically cheating. While one side was still chanting and chanting, the other side threw out a Glyph …

If that was the case, even if the Daoist Priest did not die, he would at least shed a layer of skin.

Talismans were good, but refining them wasn't easy. Firstly, it was because talisman paper was very expensive, and secondly, the success rate of refining a talisman was very low. Often, a high ranked Daoist would try several times before being able to refine a low ranked talisman. On top of that, there were very few high-ranked Daoists who could create talismans, so talismans were naturally hard to find among Taoists.

In large clans that cultivated, their seniors would often give away a small amount of symbols to have great potential, or use their juniors that were closer to them as life-saving objects.

After all, at critical moments, a single talisman was equivalent to a life!

As for Zhang Ziqiang, he was a middle-ranked Daoist in the mortal body. Although his talent was average, it was fortunate that his grandfather was someone with real power in the clan. Thus, he was given a Talisman.

Today, Zhang Ziqiang was on the verge of death. He was clutching a spell in his hand, his face full of pain.

Talismans were a one-time consumable. They would be gone once they were used. Even if his grandfather had a lot of power, it would still be extremely difficult for him to get another talisman. After all, his aptitude was extremely ordinary, and the clan's resources were limited. It was impossible for them to all be given to him.

He didn't know when he would get another charm.

Thinking of this, Zhang Ziqiang felt like he was on fire.

He never expected a small ambush. He thought he could capture it easily, but not only did he lose the rare mature Hundred Spirit Grass, he even had to use the life-saving talisman.

Zhang Ziqiang hated Zhang Yuan so much. If Zhang Yuanshu hadn't given him the Hundred Spirit Flowers and flattered him, he wouldn't have lost so much!

He would definitely settle the score with Zhang Yuan when he got back!

At this time, Zhang Ziqiang forgot the ecstasy in his heart when he saw the mature Hundred Spirit Flowers.

At a critical moment, he couldn't bear to part with it!

Zhang Ziqiang clenched his teeth, fiercely stared at Chu Xiong, and rubbed the sigil with one hand.

The incantation that was originally devoid of any spiritual energy suddenly turned into a ball of fire. It was extremely hot!

Zhang Ziqiang raised his head to throw the fireball at Chu Xiong, but Black Bear had already stopped walking and was staring at him with rapt attention. He couldn't help but be startled.

"Damn, this black bear is so smart!" Zhang Ziqiang was at a loss of what to do, Chu Xiong was clearly prepared, even if he threw the fireball, it would be useless!

But he didn't want to fight …

Zhang Ziqiang looked at the fireball in his hand with an unsightly expression. The spiritual energy from the fireball was quickly dissipating …

If the deadlock continued, the fireball would turn into sparks without even needing to fight.

Burning money!

Chu Xiong saw Zhang Ziqiang's reaction, and started to slowly retreat.

"Ugh …"

Zhang Ziqiang saw that the black bear was not going to charge anymore, clenched his teeth, and threw the fireball in his hand towards Chu Xiong, "Swift!"

At least the fireball was better than not hitting it and turning it into sparks!

The fireball was still quite far from Chu Xiong, but Chu Xiong felt a wave of fanaticism heading straight towards him.

Chu Xiong did not dare to be slow and he quickly pounced and rolled to the right. Coincidentally, there was a tree, Chu Xiong was hiding behind it.

"Hehe, you actually stopped running." Zhang Ziqiang's eyes lit up as he let out a few soft laughs. With a wave of his hand, the fireball in the air gave the command and changed its direction, shooting straight towards Chu Xiong's position.

As for the tree in front of Chu Xiong, Zhang Ziqiang didn't even look at it.

Puff!

The fireball hit the thick tree, creating a big hole. The fireball pierced through the tree and came out.

"This is bad!" Chu Xiong's heart jumped, this yellow paper fireball was actually this strong!

What exactly is this fireball?

What was that yellow paper?

The thought only lasted for an instant, before Chu Xiong rolled again and dodged it.

The fireball did not stop and followed closely behind Chu Xiong. Unlike the Immortal Trapping Rope, the fireball was much faster.

If Chu Xiong was like before, using the Immortal Trapping Rope to avoid the fireball wouldn't work.

"Just explain it to me here." Zhang Ziqiang also realized this and was overjoyed.

This was also his first time using a talisman, so he didn't know that the fireball was so fast. Otherwise, if he had directly thrown the fireball at Black Bear, he would have died a long time ago.

He was a bit upset that he had been late and allowed the fireball to shrink in size. He had wasted quite a bit of spiritual energy.

Just as the fireball was about to hit him, the veins on Chu Xiong's head began to bulge. There was no way for him to dodge, so he could only take it head on.

"Roar!"

Chu Xiong let out an angry roar and his entire body suddenly became several times thicker. He once again used his small sacred art. He raised his right paw and slapped the fireball.

He intended to shatter the fireball with a single slap!

"Haha, you're courting death!" Zhang Ziqiang saw Black Bear clapping the fire, and could not help but have a ridiculing look on his face.

The fireball formed by the symbols was not ordinary mortal fire. Although it was only a low level talisman, the technique it sealed was the renowned Burning Fire Technique. Amongst low-grade Daoist magics, this was the most powerful! Not to mention hitting the black bear's vitals, even wiping a little hair would burn the black bear into ashes.

Indeed, as soon as Chu Xiong's bear paw touched the fireball, he felt a huge pain coming from it.

Chu Xiong's right palm was wrapped in fireballs, it was as if his entire palm was lit on fire.

Zhang Ziqiang looked at Black Bear jumping around in pain, waving his right palm with all his might, shaking his head in contempt.

If the flames ignited by the Tao technique could be extinguished that easily, then it wouldn't be called a Tao technique.

Lin An, who was still fighting with Zhang Yuan from afar, saw Chu Xiong being hit by Zhang Ziqiang's fireball and could not help but secretly complain.

Just now, Chu Xiong had used his godly powers to destroy Zhang Ziqiang's treasure, and Lin An had even said that today's events had taken a turn for the better. Chu Xiong had obtained victory, but in the end, he still fell into Zhang Ziqiang's trap.

"Huh …"

Lin An was also a bit surprised because even though Chu Xiong kept on waving his bear paw in the forest and he could not extinguish the flames, the flames did not burn Chu Xiong to death. Even his right palm was there.

Chu Xiong...

So resistant to fever?

Zhang Ziqiang also discovered the strangeness of the black bear. The flame burned the black bear for a long time, but it did not burn it at all. Even the bear's paws were not cooked properly.

"I saw a ghost!" Zhang Ziqiang blinked his eyes hard and looked at Black Bear again. That's right!

This was the Burning Fire Technique!

What about the Burning Fire Technique that was said to burn down an entire city and not stop until one side died?!

What happened to the 'Three Thousand Waters' and the 'Fire Burning Technique' that he had mentioned earlier?

When he had obtained the charm, the elders of the clan had blown its power with great force!

Zhang Ziqiang started to suspect that his spell had been swapped for a fake one.

Chu Xiong was also a bit puzzled. Other than the fact that the fireball had started to burn him and hurt, it had become less and less painful. He lowered his head to look at his right palm and saw a red flame gently swaying in the flame. The flame on his right palm became smaller and smaller and it slowly disappeared into Chu Xiong's right palm. The red flame also disappeared along with it.

Scarlet flames!?

Ever since he came to this world, it was Chu Xiong's first time seeing a scarlet flame, even though the scarlet flame had saved him several times.

Chu Xiong gripped the bear's paw, at the same time the flame disappeared, he felt that there seemed to be something in his right palm. He slowly raised his right palm. On his palm, there was a small imprint of a crimson flame.

However, this mark was very faint, as if it could be wiped off with a gentle wipe.

"Hey, you should worry about yourself first." Zhang Yuan was directing his long sword to attack Lin An, but when he saw Lin An peeking at the battle formation on the other side, he could not help but be furious.

"Then I'll take care of you first." Seeing that Chu Xiong was fine, Lin An felt at ease. He turned his head and shouted at Zhang Yuan.

He and Zhang Yuan both had low mortal bodies, but he was a Daoist Priest that he had cultivated himself. Unlike Zhang Yuan, Zhang Yuan relied on his family's support to become a Daoist Priest.

He was sure, he was sure, and he would definitely be stronger than Zhang Yuan!

On Chu Xiong's side, there was no need to worry. Since he had restrained Zhang Ziqiang, Lin An was no longer afraid of Zhang Yuan. Thus, he was in high spirits and repeatedly attacked Zhang Yuan, making him flustered and flustered.

Chu Xiong had also heard the conversation between Lin An and Zhang Yuan. Chu Xiong couldn't help but raise his head, but he didn't understand the imprint in his hand. It was more important to destroy Zhang Ziqiang first.

"Do you have any other skills?" Chu Xiong looked calmly at Zhang Ziqiang and let out a few roars.

Zhang Ziqiang couldn't understand Black Bear's roar, but he could clearly see Black Bear's provocative expression.

He gritted his teeth and once again held his longsword horizontally in his hand. His other hand continued to furiously form hand seals. Fortunately, Black Bear was a bit further away from him this time. This time, he could easily activate the longsword.

"Rise!"

With a furious roar, the long sword in Zhang Ziqiang's hand flew into the air, hovering above his head as he pointed it at Chu Xiong.