The monks from the Tianwu Continent practice their natal talismans more.

The talismans refined from various materials are used as carriers to refine the life talisman. The longer the cultivation, the stronger the spiritual talisman. The natal talismans of talismans in the cultivation world are divided into seven types according to their power: yellow talismans, mysterious talismans, earth talismans, heaven talismans, and treasure talismans according to their power: yellow talismans, mysterious talismans, earth talismans, heaven talismans, and treasure talismans.

The realm of a cultivator is also divided into the Yellow Talisman Realm, the Xuan Talisman Realm, the Earth Talisman Realm, the Heaven Talisman Realm, and the Treasure Talisman Realm according to the level of the talisman. As for the realm above, no one on this continent can know it.

Generally, after breaking through the peak of the Lingwu Realm warrior, turning internal force into spiritual essence, and undergoing substantial changes in the Dantian, you can absorb spiritual energy and refine natal spiritual talismans. Most of the monks in the Ganwu Empire are in the Huangfu Realm, and very few monks in the Xuanfu Realm appear in the world. Every world is a powerful existence that can make the empire tremble.

For example, the Ganwu Empire was just a second-rate cultivation sect in the Great Chu Empire a thousand years ago, but it was such a small sect that had a Xuanfu Realm cultivator who overthrew the Great Chu and established the Ganwu Empire.

Because it is connected to the cultivator's natal life, the strength of the talisman depends entirely on the realm and time of the cultivator's cultivation. The higher the realm, the longer the practice time, the greater the possibility of the natal spirit talisman being improved.

Although Zhan Yun's talisman can also be transformed into a flying sword to attack the enemy, he is only at the sixth level of the Spiritual Martial Realm and has not reached the Yellow Talisman Realm. It is not the natal spiritual talisman he refines, but the pseudo-spirit talisman he refines for him by his father using his own spiritual energy as his guide.

But even so, with this talisman, unless it is a cultivator who truly possesses the natal talisman or a peak warrior at the ninth level of the Spiritual Martial Arts realm, it is impossible to get through Zhan Yun's hands.

In fact, a month ago, Zhan Yun was in the brothel of Demon Iron City, and was competing with a warrior at the peak of the eighth level of the Spiritual Martial Arts for a beauty prostitute. The spirit talisman was sacrificed and turned into a green short sword to kill the warrior on the spot.

Therefore, he could not believe that Chu Tian, ​​who was at the sixth level of the Lingwu Realm, actually resisted his spiritual talisman attack and even destroyed his spiritual talisman.

He was furious and even more scared, so he wanted to kill Chu Tian before he woke up.

A cold iron sword appeared in Zhan Yun's hand and stabbed him with all his strength.

"Die!" Zhan Yun roared.

"Buzz..." The piano sounded, and the colorful light flashed again. The cold iron sword seemed to slash on an extremely hard rock, flying out of his hand, and Zhan Yun was even more shocked and fell to the ground.

"Puchi..."

The cold iron sword that was shaking high altitude fell rapidly, and the tip of the sword just pierced Zhan Yun's heart.

"Ah, I've killed someone..." A young man from Tianyang Sect shouted in horror.

"Zhan...Zhan...Senior Brother Zhanyun is dead..."

A group of teenagers were extremely shocked. They didn't even care about Zhan Yun's body and disappeared into the jungle in a blink of an eye.

The sound of the piano continued, ethereal and ethereal. Chu Tian woke up slowly, and the surroundings were as quiet as death. Zhankong lay not far away, his eyes wide open, and a pool of dark red blood under him was shocking.

He stood up in horror, looked around in confusion, and then bowed to the void.

"Thank you for helping me and punishing this evil thief. I am Chu Tian, ​​the Chu family in Qingshi City. If you need it in the future, the Chu family will repay this kindness!"

He had not reached the ninth level of the Lingwu Realm and could not see it inwardly. Even with his exquisite thoughts, he could not have imagined that there would be a guqin in his body, and he could not have imagined that this guqin would help him kill Zhan Yun.

The boy was a little panicked and thought that there was a passerby to help.

After thanking him, Chu Tian let out a long breath, but when he thought of the dantian shattering, his eyes suddenly dimmed.

"Tianyang Sect, although Chu Tian is abolished, he will definitely climb the mountain gate in the future!"

The young man's perseverance did not depress himself because of the sudden disaster, but instead inspired his blood and fighting spirit.

Even without looking at Zhan Yun in the pool of blood, Chu Tian squatted down, held the pot of phoenix spirit grass tightly in his arms, and walked out of the Mingfeng Mountains with great strides.

On the most prosperous Xiongchu Avenue in Bluestone City, firecrackers and gongs and drums are ringing.

In front of the Chu Mansion, Chu Zhenting, the old man from the Chu family, stood at the door with a smile, and welcomed his relatives and friends who came and went to celebrate their birthdays.

Suddenly, a figure staggered towards the street in the distance, and the boy was holding the pot of phoenix spirit grass tightly in his arms.

After coming out of the Mingfeng Mountains, Chu Tian rushed home in one breath. His dantian was broken and his internal strength was wiped out. He had spent a day and a night to get back on Chu Zhenting's birthday.

His cultivation was abolished and his internal strength was gone. His feet naturally could not support such a long journey. Chu Tian was exhausted.

Under the gaze of everyone, he walked to Chu Zhenting, handed the phoenix spirit grass over, and said with a reluctant smile: "Suncle Chu Tian, ​​celebrate grandpa's birthday, wishing grandpa good luck..."

Before he could finish a word, he fell heavily in Chu Zhenting's arms.

"Who hurt my Chu Zhenting's grandson... who..." Chu Zhenting's old face turned pale and roared with anger.

The pottery basin was shattered, the phoenix herbs swayed in the wind, and a strange herbal fragrance penetrated into Chu Zhenting's nose. He finally couldn't help it and shed two lines of turbid tears.

Yunyang Peak, Tianyang Sect Hall.

Several teenagers were lying on the ground in the middle, extremely frightened.

Above the hall, five people sat upright on the Nanmu Eight Immortal Chair. A middle-aged Taoist man on the top of the left head looked as if he was ashen and stared at a corpse in front of him.

The hall was silent like death, and the atmosphere was terrible.

"Bang..." The middle-aged Taoist slapped the nanmu handrail to pieces with a slap.

"Changkong, calm down!" The old Taoist who was hit by the white beard couldn't help frowning and whispered.

"Senior Brother, how can you calm me down? I am the only one son in Zhan Changkong, and this one son..." The middle-aged Taoist was furious. With a wave of his sleeves, the lying boys flew out of the hall heavily.

"Bang bang bang bang bang..." After a dull sound mixed with the sound of messy footsteps, the hall returned to tranquility.

"Although Zhan Yun is only at the sixth level of the Lingwu Realm, with the spiritual talisman you have refined, it is impossible for ordinary people to kill him. This matter is strange!" The old Taoist in the middle pondered for a moment and said.

"What the head brother said is very true. I also think that this matter is a bit strange!" A Taoist on the right head pondered.

"Only the law enforcer of the empire can do it if he dares to attack my Tianyang Sect and can kill Zhan Yun, who holds a talisman, can only do it!" Another Taoist nodded and agreed.

Several people looked at each other and nodded, but Zhan Changkong said nothing, staring at Zhan Yun's body in front of him, his eyes red.

"Let's do this, Junior Brother Manuo, follow me to Lin Yuanhai to find out the matter. Junior Brother Qin Feng, you will assist Changkong in handling the funeral. Send ten capable inner disciples and hundreds of outer disciples to secretly investigate Mingfeng County. If it was really done by law enforcement officers, this matter would be a bit troublesome?" After the old Taoist in the head, he sacrificed a spiritual talisman, turned into a spiritual boat, and took off. The Taoist Manuo also sacrificed his spiritual talisman and hurriedly followed him.
Chapter completed!