The powerful power of soul breath made Ling Xiao's eyes wander and his throat kept swallowing.
As the ball fell, the cold pool below also disappeared.
Ling Xiao took it down. The round bead was green in color and crystal clear all over. If he looked closely, he could see that there was light flowing through it.
Qing Ming chuckled lightly, "This is the condensed soul breath of this old man who has been sleeping for thousands of years. It is called the Qing Ming Soul Pearl. It contains the power of extremely pure soul breath and has a strong suppression on creatures in the soul state. Of course, among them
His soul power is also a great supplement to them."
"If you use this bead to assist you in your practice, it will be of great benefit to your future growth."
Ling Xiao accepted it happily, "Thank you, senior!"
"Oh"
Qing Ming smiled lightly and said nothing.
Ling Xiao licked his lips and walked out of the cave with a leisurely expression.
The sky is clear and the breeze is gentle.
Ling Xiao breathed a sigh of relief, "It has taken two months to refine the talisman. I am already too far behind others, but fortunately, my hard work pays off. When I pass the fifth level trial, I can refine the purple spirit talisman."
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"Coupled with the Green Nether Soul Bead, I must break through to the late Jedi stage before the Tiancang Conference!"
Ling Xiao flew up and headed straight for Huangfeng City.
The Sigil Masters Guild was still crowded with people, and many Sigil Masters were at the front desk grabbing tasks or submitting sigils.
Ning Wan was busy, but Ling Xiao didn't disturb her. He just sat silently in the hall and watched her.
As the night grew darker, Ning Wan hummed softly.
The beauty stretched her waist and lay directly on the front desk, wondering what she was thinking.
"I'm so busy today. I wonder if he is now..."
"Beauty, are you thinking of me?"
Ning Wan was stunned by the nonsensical words and stood up instantly.
The young man is leaning against the front desk, his face is like the moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival, his color is like the flowers of spring dawn, his temples are like knife cuts, his eyebrows are like ink paintings, and his lips are like peach petals and apricot plums.
Starry eyes looked at the beauty with eyes full of eyes, half-smiling but not smiling. Although she was a bit wanton, she was very enchanting.
"Xiao Ling!"
With a soft cry, the girl was particularly surprised, her cheeks were pink, but her face was shy.
Ling Xiao smiled and scratched the tip of her nose, and then took out the seal master's badge.
"Ning Wan, please arrange an advanced assessment for me." Ling Xiao said.
"Have you reached the fifth level?" Ning Wan was a little surprised.
The level of the Talisman Master is the same as that of the Alchemist, and each level is a qualitative change.
Level four and above is extremely difficult, and most people spend their entire lives struggling to reach the standard.
It has only been two years since Ling Xiao passed the fourth level assessment last time.
Ling Xiao curled his lips, "It doesn't matter, it's just that... I can skillfully refine fourth-level high-grade talismans."
Ning Wan frowned slightly, she knew what Ling Xiao meant by "skilled".
Ning Wan smiled lightly and began to make arrangements for Ling Xiao.
The advanced examination of the fourth-level Talisman Master is considered a rarity even in Huangfeng City, so it naturally attracted many passers-by and Talisman Masters to observe.
Ignoring the murmurs around him, Ling Xiao took the token from Ning Wan and walked straight to the fourth floor.
The examination room was no different from the previous times. Ling Xiao couldn't help but frown slightly when he opened the scroll on the table.
"this……"
The test question this time is exactly the popular talisman!
Can……
Ling Xiao's eyes narrowed slightly, although there was no difference in the materials and ores required.
But his details and refining methods were completely different from those given to him by the Evil Dead Son!
With extreme doubts, Ling Xiao followed the method on the scroll and skillfully operated it.
His speed is still very fast, and the fourth-level talisman has been refined in less than a quarter of an hour!
Looking at the scroll floating on the desk and the vision that had not happened, Ling Xiao's face suddenly darkened.
He already understood what was going on!
After replacing his waist card, Ling Xiao came to the front desk.
"Ning Wan, the talisman prescription from the Talisman Masters Guild will not go wrong, right?" Ling Xiao asked.
Ning Wan tilted her head, "Of course not. In the guild, the talismans used for exams are all drawn by the most authoritative talisman masters in our family after strict screening. There is absolutely no possibility of error.
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Ling Xiao's face darkened and he took a deep breath.
"Okay, I get it."
Ning Wan was a little confused, "Xiao Ling, didn't you buy a fake talisman?"
Ling Xiao said nothing and handed the Evil Dead Son's talisman to Ning Wan.
After a cursory look, Ning Wan didn't notice any problems, but when she saw the refining methods and purity of the elixir and ore, she couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"Haha, Xiao Ling, who gave you this talisman?" Ning Wan said with a smile.
Ling Xiao remained silent, waiting for her next words.
"Look, there is no problem after a rough inspection, but the purity requirements for the elixir and ore are obviously too high. If it is refined like this, something unexpected will happen," Ning Wan said.
Something unexpected happened...
Five thunders, thinning, hemorrhoids...
Thinking of what happened recently, Ling Xiao suddenly understood everything.
Taking the talisman back, Ling Xiao suppressed the anger in his heart.
"Ning Wan, I still have something to deal with. I'll come see you another day..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Ling Xiao was nowhere to be seen.
In the main courtyard cave, Ling Xiao threw Fu Fang onto the table.
"Evil Dead Son, you old man, get out of here!" Ling Xiao roared in the boundless sea.
"What are you doing, so angry?"
With a complaint, the evil dead son appeared in front of Ling Xiao, but when he saw the talisman on the table, he couldn't help but laugh a few times.
"Uh, haha... Disciple, let me first..."
Before he could escape, Ling Xiao directly took out the Qingming Soul Pearl to restrain him, and pressed the evil dead son on the table.
"Hiss, ow! Brat, how could you treat your master like this?"
"Damn you stinky old man, are you the one who deceives my disciples like you?"
Ling Xiao was furious and kept spanking Xie Shizi's buttocks.
"I was talking about practicing talismans. Why are so many accidents happening? It turns out it's you, the old man!"
"You've embarrassed me a lot, you know that!"
"Now, they all call me the Sore One!"
Ling Xiao kept roaring in Xie Shizi's ears.
The Evil Dead Son laughed a few times.
"Haha... It's a master-disciple battle, please let me go first, okay?"
"no!"
Ling Xiao directly rode on the evil dead son.
"Oh, Xiao'er, what are you doing? I'm doing this for your own good..." Xie Shizi said shamelessly.
The corners of Ling Xiao's lips twitched, "For my own good?"
"Do you know how much money I paid to the General Hospital? Two million spiritual stones, two million!!!"
"Do you know how smelly the toilets in the hospital are?"
"Do you know how disgusting it is to have blood in their shit!"
Ling Xiao roared three times, suffocating the evil dead son.
Hearing what he said, Xie Shizi did feel a little guilty.
But then I thought about it...
Hey, no, he’s not good at his studies, I feel so guilty!
If he couldn't see that there was something wrong with Fu Fang, how could this happen?
"You brat, if it weren't for me, you wouldn't have gotten this Green Nether Soul Bead!"
"I am tempering your will!"
The evil dead son twisted his body, kept struggling and roaring.
"Oh, thank you, no need!"
Ling Xiao sneered.
The Green Nether Soul Bead is approaching and is constantly tormenting the Evil Dead Son.
Appropriately releasing a trace of soul breath will make the evil dead son salivate, and he will keep opening his mouth and sticking out his tongue to lick the green ghost pearl!
Seeing how his tongue kept trying hard but couldn't get it, Ling Xiao smiled happily.