"boom!"

During a few breaths, countless jade slips and bamboo books were broken, forming dense illusory characters under the sect leader's finger, turning into vortexes to gather above the heads of the six people.

Ge Yuntao saw this scene and was neither sad nor happy. The Sutra Hall was of great importance. The sect’s classics were included here. It was the place where the Jade Fu Sect’s thousands of years of inheritance was found. Not to mention sacrificing six outer disciples, even the inner disciples, or even the true disciples, would be willing to do so!

"Agile!!!"

Master Cui roared and pressed his hands down. I don’t know how many illusory characters broke under this roar, turning into light and squeezed into the minds of the six people.

"Gathering spirits!!!"

Another loud roar, and the large number of characters broke and dissipated like burning. Li Hui and his six people trembled wildly, and there were instant numbers in their minds. They quickly connected them in different categories and gathered into illusory classics.

"Ningyuan!!!"

The sect leader's roar echoed in the hall, and the six people all spewed out a mouthful of blood, their expressions were depressed, and they could no longer bear the load of large pieces of shattered characters and penetrated into their minds.

Ge Yuntao sighed and said to himself: "Agility, gathering spirits, and condensing the essence, these are the three levels of practice in the previous stage. There are indeed more classics and talismans included in the Hall of Sutras over the past few thousand years, and it is difficult to bear the slight realm of the six of them."

"Imperial!" The sect leader waved his hand and shot out golden lights with his big sleeve.

Ge Yuntao exclaimed: "Thirty-six Talismans of the Golden Que? Senior Brother, aren't you asking for the Golden Silkworm Gu? Do you want to use it to forcefully improve your strength and burn the classics of my Jade Talisman Sect? How to temporarily..."

"Golden Silkworm Gu?" The sect leader sneered: "How can the Poison Gu Sect be in a relationship with the three sects and four sects behind the scenes? After confirming that they have not touched each other, I will give you and my true disciples as a guarantee. They can also increase their physical potential when they are in danger. As for these six outer disciples, they naturally have to use the thirty-six talismans of the Jinque to stab the acupoints, otherwise it will be difficult to accomplish today!"

At this point, a "boom" sound came. Thirty-six golden talismans appeared in front of Mo Xinghe, and they spit out golden flames and floated in the air, facing the thirty-six acupoints on their body.

When Ge Yuntao looked at it, his eyes were hidden, and he couldn't guess whether the senior brother of the sect had already planned to avoid using the Golden Silkworm Gu to improve the cultivation of the six people, or to temporarily make a decision to replace the thirty-six talismans of the Golden Que. His real purpose was to prevent his junior brother from secretly making arrangements.

Another "boom" sound, and thirty-six golden talismans appeared in front of Bai Yulian.

The purple symbols on the talisman burst out with electricity, as if they were about to break free from the talisman paper, but they were tightly limited to a small inch. Don’t look at each talisman as if each talisman was just the size of a baby’s palm, but it blew the auras of overwhelming overwhelming, as if each talisman was a piece of sky, and the breaths gathered together as if they were to cover the sky with one hand.

As an elder, Ge Yuntao naturally knew that the thirty-six tales of the Golden Que were similar to the disintegration of the demons, and they were used to damage their lifespan. Usually, only sect elders like him would use them in a crisis.

However, it is not easy to make talismans. He has only collected one and a half sets over the years. Unexpectedly, the senior brother of the Sect took out six sets in one breath and used them on these outer disciples.

"Hahaha!" Sect Master Cui laughed, with a fierce look on his face, and he said sternly: "Three Gate and Four Sects! Feiyuan Gate, Jianling Gate, Tieqin Gate, Hanhu Gate, Yintian Gate, Wanxia Sect, Zigu Sect, our sect wants you to get water in vain, even if you find these six outer disciples, you will be happy."

Then, the Lord of the Jade Talisman waved his sleeves at an extremely fast speed and emitted dozens of purple lights, like a small sword or a jade insect, with strange buzzing sounds at the six disciples.

"This is... the Purple-Essential God Talisman?" Ge Yuntao was shocked. If the sect leader used the Thirty-six Golden Que Talisman, he could still be calm, but when he saw these purple lights, his face could not be calm, and huge waves were stirred up in his heart.

No matter how shocked his junior brother, Cui Yunpeng sat cross-legged and shouted at hundreds of thousands of classics: "Posa!"

This "Posa" is the fourth level of practice that is above "Ningyuan". It is said that gods and ghosts are unpredictable. In addition to the relevant levels of martial arts, there are also a large number of talismans and magic linked to Posa realm.

Li Hui and the other six were stimulated by the golden talisman, and all their potential was used to expand their minds. Their complexion improved slightly compared to before, and they slowly endured the imprint of illusory symbols, and they "eated" a large number of classics.

"Everything!" A low roar sounded from the hall, and Sect Master Cui's face turned pale. When he raised his hands, his fingers shone brightly, and countless small talismans burned around his fingers.

This "all-image" realm is still above the sway. There are not many narratives about all-image realm in all classics. However, it is more difficult to extract these characters and imprint them into the minds of six people hundreds of times.

Difficult, too difficult!

Cui Yunpeng's force triggered the situation. The five people, Mo Xinghe, Bai Yulian, Zhang Tianhua, Lian Luosha, and Gao Yuhu, were quite smooth, causing the illusory characters to gradually turn into vortexes. Only when he arrived at Li Hui, no matter how many stars and talismans burned with his fingers, he could not make a move.

"A bastard! The cultivation level is so poor that it has even worse potential. Even if you use the thirty-six tales of the Golden Que to force the illusion, you will not be able to reach the slightest realm of the world."

The characters in the Vientiane Realm cannot get close to Li Hui no matter what. They are so angry that they have to point at the other five people and transfer the pressure. The anger that has been pressing in their hearts for several days has erupted in full swing.

"Hmph, since you cannot imprint the martial arts of the world realm, you cannot occupy the thirty-six tales of the Golden Palace for vain. Even if you are a waste, you must use the waste in the hands of this sect!" Under the pressure of extermination, the sect leader could do anything. He waved his robe sleeves vigorously, and the inferences, travel notes, trivial matters, rumors and other miscellaneous books in the hall were shattered.

A large number of characters gushed, like clusters of ink traces, quickly gathering into a vast ocean, wrapping Li Hui in in a moment.

Master Cui was particularly concerned about the other five people and was no longer willing to look at Li Hui.

Ge Yuntao's face was tightened, and he felt that the little ghost he had found after many choices and repeated considerations were too unreasonable. He didn't know how this son became an inner disciple. Fortunately, the other five people did not mention the first-class qualifications, but were also in the top ranks. They had already digested most of the characters in the Wanxiang Realm, and their complexion was slightly relieved.

The two elders of the Jade Talis did not notice that in the large ocean of ink-twig characters, an ancient travel notation was floating, splashing out wisps of silver light, which was very dim, slowly drifting towards Li Hui's forehead in a calm posture, ignoring the thirty-six golden talismans floating outside, ignoring the powerful purple light that had been printed into the nine acupoints, and settled down in a few breaths.

Li Hui had a dream. Someone forced him to read books in the dream. Fortunately, they read all the miscellaneous books he usually likes to read, which are better than the sleepy ghost-painted talismans in the sect.
Chapter completed!