After hearing Han Bin's words, the Nine-clawed Totoro stared at Han Bin for a long time until Han Bin felt uncomfortable and shook his head. Then, it raised its fluffy little paws and pushed aside the fallen leaves on the ground.
He cleared a piece of clean ground and quickly drew on it with his claws.
After a moment, a map appeared in Han Bin's sight. The map was relatively rough, and many of the mountain peaks were not clearly drawn. Han Bin looked at it for a while and was unsure: "Did you draw a mountain map?"
After saying that, he saw Nine-clawed Totoro nodding his head and said: "Is this the Seven-Day Mountain Range?"
The nine-clawed civet cat nodded again, and then added a curved line on the map, running through it.
Han Bin could understand the mountain map, but he didn't understand what the lines meant. Suddenly, a light flashed through his mind and he asked hurriedly: "You mean you can avoid the monster by following this path?"
Beast attack?" At first, he really didn't understand. When he saw that the starting point of the line was somewhat similar to where it was, he understood what was going on.
With a happy face, Han Bin said to Nine-clawed Totoro: "Since you don't want to follow me, I'll leave first." After saying that, he glanced at Nine-clawed Totoro, took out his flying sword, and followed its route.
He quickly flew to the west. After flying for an hour, he heard the roars of monsters several times in a row. Many times, several monsters roared at the same time, but no monsters came up to attack. Only then did Han Bin understand the route.
The places the map passes through are the junctions of the monsters' territories. As long as you don't completely enter their territory, the monsters will not attack.
In this way, Han Bin's biggest worry was also exposed, and his flying speed greatly accelerated.
In the middle of the Qitian Mountains, a group of monks are sitting in the forest and resting. Most of them are wearing gray robes. Only two of them have blue clothes. Judging from the fabric, they are much better than those monks. Those wearing gray robes
After the monk sat down, he alerted the surroundings and protected the two monks in blue clothes in the middle.
Two monks in blue sat together and talked in a low voice. One of them said: "Brother, how many spiritual stones can our family get from Zhao Guo's casual cultivator trade this time?"
Another person said: "At least we can get a few hundred mid-level spiritual stones!"
The currency in the mortal world is generally gold, silver and jade, but it is different in the monastic world. The currency is spiritual stones. There are four grades of spiritual stones, and the price of each grade is different. One top-level spiritual stone is equal to one hundred high-level ones.
Spiritual stones are equivalent to ten thousand mid-level spiritual stones. If replaced by low-level spiritual stones, they would be worth millions.
However, it is easy for monks to start with low-level spiritual stones, which can be found in some large spiritual mountains. However, mid-level spiritual stones and high-level spiritual stones are much rarer, especially high-level spiritual stones, which are extremely difficult to obtain. Except for all major sects,
Except for the reserves in the hands of high-level monks, they are rarely circulated to the outside world. The top-level spiritual stones are even more rare to find. It is said that there are not many in the entire continent.
If Han Bin were here, he would definitely see that the two people talking this time looked a bit like Zhang Yuan and Zhang He.
The family of these two people is very famous in the mortal world, but it is average in the monastic world. The Zhang family in the south of the Yangtze River is famous for its papermaking, and almost no scholar knows about them. Similarly, the Zhang family is also a monastic family.
Most of his disciples have practiced Taoism, but their cultivation level is very low. Most of them are in the first or second level of Qi training stage. Those with better qualifications are sent to Tianming Sect, such as the two brothers Zhang Yuan and Zhang He.
The two people in front of me, one named Zhang Xiu and the other Zhang Jian, have the same father and mother. However, these two people are not direct children and have average qualifications. They have been practicing for more than ten years and are still at the third level of the Qi training stage, so they have not entered.
The qualifications of the state religion. They left the family this time in order to participate in the casual cultivator trading conference to be held in Zhao State one month later.
After Zhang Jian heard what his eldest brother said, he was startled and said, "Brother, what grade of yellow paper did the family ask you to bring this time? Can it sell so many spiritual stones?"
Seeing the different look on his brother's face, Zhang Xiu smiled slightly and lowered his voice and said, "Not only did I bring yellow paper with me this time, I also brought high-quality cinnabar and a brush."
The Zhang family in the south of the Yangtze River started with papermaking. In just two hundred years, it has been involved in many industries. Pens, inks, paper and inkstones are all extremely famous in the industry. Especially the white paper they make is unparalleled. A hundred years ago, the Zhang family
He met a casual cultivator who taught him some magic skills and asked him to make some yellow paper, cinnabar and other things. As a result, the Zhang family's business expanded from ordinary people to the monastic world.
Zhang Jian's face was full of surprise and he said: "Really, this family is going to be prosperous."
"Yes!" Zhang Xiu agreed, "Let's try to get some spirit-gathering pills this time to improve our cultivation as soon as possible."
Zhang Jian nodded, suddenly thought of something, and said: "Brother, have you heard what Zhang Yuan said when he came back?"
"I heard." Zhang Xiudao, "I heard that Zhang He accidentally lost to a disciple at the fifth level of Qi training and was put in solitary confinement. I don't know when he will be released!"
Zhang Jian looked puzzled and said, "I just don't understand how he could be defeated by a fifth-level disciple in the Qi training stage."
"It's hard to talk about things in the monastic world!" Zhang Xiu sighed and said slowly, "You know the recent events, right? The disciple's name is Han Bin. There are a lot of rumors in the empire. I don't know if he has been caught."
At this point, there was some worry in his tone.
Zhang Jian snorted coldly and said: "Brother, what are you worried about? The national religion and the royal family are taking action at the same time. What kind of waves can he, a disciple at the fifth level of Qi training stage, make?"
"It's best not to reveal it. If it is revealed, our family will probably suffer." Zhang Xiu's eyes flickered and his voice became serious, "I have a hunch that if Han Bin doesn't die this time, it won't take long.
There will be bloodshed in the empire, and there will even be a change of dynasty."
Zhang Jian's eyes were full of disapproval, and he said sarcastically: "I don't believe how capable he is! If he appeared in front of me, I could crush him to death with one finger..." Just after he finished speaking, the woods in front of him
During the strong wind, a figure suddenly appeared and then turned around.
Seeing the sudden appearance of the person, everyone was startled. Zhang Xiu quickly stood up, and his spiritual consciousness swept over the opponent. After sensing that he was only at the fifth level of the Qi training period, he breathed a sigh of relief. The opponent's cultivation level
If it is too high, they can only run for their lives, but the fifth level of the Qi training stage is nothing. They have more than ten monks, which is enough to cope with it.
The person who suddenly appeared was Han Bin. Han Bin's eyes turned cold and he looked at Zhang Jian and said, "You just said that one finger can kill Han Bin, right?"
Zhang Jian didn't respond for a moment, but nodded and said: "Not bad..."
Zhang Xiu's face darkened, and just when he was about to speak, Han Bin made a move first.
Han Bin raised his right hand, and a white light emitted from his fingers and shot directly at Zhang Jian. The white light was extremely fast and flew into his body in the blink of an eye. His body trembled and he fell to the ground without any breath.
At the same time, his soul could not escape the pursuit of the spiritual finger and was swallowed by it.
Zhang Xiu's face became extremely ugly, her legs trembled slightly, and she said in horror: "You, you are Han Bin."
Han Bin heard clearly the conversation between the two just now. He glanced at Zhang Xiu and said: "You are very smart and your analysis is good. I will not kill you today." His voice was cold and he continued: "
Leave the storage bag and get out!"
Zhang Xiu's face was ashen, and there was cold sweat on her forehead. After hearing this, she breathed a sigh of relief, hurriedly took off the storage bag from her waist, threw it to the ground, then turned around and ran away. The same was true for those people.
After leaving the bag, he quickly left, astonishingly fast, as if he would become a corpse just like Zhang Jian if he stayed for a moment.
Han Bin waved his long sleeves, and all the storage bags on the ground were suspended in the air, flying towards where he was. Han Bin picked up Zhang Xiu's storage bag, easily wiped away the consciousness on it, and looked into it
.The storage bag is full of things used for making talismans, including yellow paper, cinnabar, and writing brushes. From the quality point of view, they are all top quality.
After seeing these things, Han Bin's mouth showed a faint smile. After Liu Xihan left, everything has not gone smoothly in the past few years. Today, he finally got lucky and a treasure fell from the sky. Han Bin raised his head
, stared at the sky, and murmured: "The way of heaven is changing, I should practice harder."
Ten miles away, Zhang Xiu spat out a mouthful of blood while flying, with a sluggish expression and eyes full of disbelief, "How is it possible? The consciousness in the storage bag was added using secret methods. Even the foundation-building monks can't open it easily. He
How is it possible to erase my consciousness." His consciousness was closely connected to him, and when Han Bin erased his consciousness, he had already been seriously injured.
Han Bin is so anxious to leave the Qitian Mountains because he wants to attend the trading conference in a month and get some yellow paper and cinnabar to see if he can make an ancient talisman. Since God has sent these things to him, there is no need to be anxious.
Leaving here, although the Qitian Mountain Range is dangerous, it is also the safest place. After entering the Zhao Kingdom, if the identity is discovered, the consequences will be disastrous.
Raising his head, Han Bin glanced at the mountains not far away, turned into a stream of light, and ran straight away.
Arriving in front of the mountain range, Han Bin used his flying sword. The sword light flashed, stones burst out, and a cave was formed. Han Bin entered the cave, set up a simple formation, and took out the yellow sword from his storage bag.
Paper, cinnabar and other things for making talismans. The first time Han Bin made a talisman, he didn’t know how to start. Thinking about the appearance of the talisman, he first spread a piece of yellow paper on the stone table, then picked up the brush and dipped it on
Some cinnabar was slowly drawn according to the appearance of the spell in the memory.
Han Bin did not draw the ancient talisman that appeared on the jade, but the simplest wind talisman. Time passed slowly, and it took about a stick of incense to finish the wind talisman. Han Bin painted it
Very carefully, every time I make a stroke, I will think twice about it. I am so focused that the hand holding the brush is soaked with sweat.
However, the result of the painting is quite satisfactory. At first glance, it is no different from the Wind Control Talisman.
The next moment, Han Bin's expression changed, because he could not sense any spiritual power fluctuations from the spell, and he smiled bitterly: "I forgot such an important question." In desperation, Han Bin could only take out another one.
piece of yellow paper and continue to draw the talisman. This time, when drawing the talisman, concentrate the spiritual power in the brush. Although the lines drawn are no different from before, there is a little more spiritual energy in it. As time goes by, the entire talisman has been basically completed.
, just when he drew the last stroke, the spiritual energy on the yellow paper became chaotic for a while, and then burned on its own.
Han Bin sighed, picked up the brush again, and started drawing. Drawing talismans is just a protracted battle. Just like practicing, anxiousness cannot solve the problem, and can only make it worse and worse. Over the years of practicing, Han Bin's biggest gain is that he can endure it.
Loneliness, as long as it can improve his combat effectiveness, he can do it even if he is left here for ten years.
In ten years, even if Han Bin wanted to persist, there was no chance.
Zhu Hong and Heishi's arrangements have come to an end, and it won't take long for them to start the "bloodline return to clan" spell. As long as the soul on the soul-calling flag is sacrificed, people connected to it by blood will be able to sense its location as long as they are alive.
The higher the caster's cultivation level and the closer the distance to the opponent, the clearer the induction will be, and vice versa.
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