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Chapter 5 The First Killing of Jie Xiu

 After Zhao Yu returned to Fangshi, he spent four spiritual stones to buy talisman pens, talisman ink, and talisman paper, and then returned to his small wooden house in the spiritual field.

After Zhao Yu took a shower and changed his clothes, he swallowed the nine evil-proofing talismans one by one. As soon as he swallowed the Dao Fruit, countless experiences of drawing evil-proofing talismans came to his mind one by one.

"Fu Tao cultivation level: level 0 (10/100)."

"talisman - evil-proofing talisman: proficient (0/200)."

"I can start drawing evil-proof talismans! I must succeed! Only by mastering the ability to draw talismans can I steadily obtain spiritual stones and get rid of my identity as a spiritual farmer!"

Zhao Yu took a deep breath, concentrated, activated his magic power, and began to draw the evil talisman.

Phew!

When Zhao Yu finished sketching the last stroke, the evil-proofing talisman spontaneously ignited and turned into ashes, drifting away in the wind.

"Failed! The mana is also exhausted! At the first level of Qi Refining, the mana is so shallow!"

Zhao Yu took a breath, wiped his sweat, and smiled bitterly.

Drawing talismans requires a cultivator's mana, physical strength, and mental energy. This is why Zhao Yu was reluctant to start drawing evil talismans easily before. His first-level cultivation of Qi Refining has always been his flaw.

After Zhao Yu meditated to recover his mana, he went to bed.

Late at night, darkness covers the earth.

A slender, hard iron wire penetrated the gap in the wooden door silently, lifted it upward, and opened the wood blocking the wooden door.

The wooden door was pushed open silently, and a man in black stood outside the door, wearing only two eyes.

The moment the wooden door was pushed open, a washbasin filled with lime fell down immediately above the door, and a large piece of lime hit the man in black on the face, causing him to scream and cover his eyes.<

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At the same time, a wooden ball the size of a dragon's eye also hit Zhao Yu's head on the bed. He was instantly awakened, opened his eyes, touched the flying knife beside the bed, and threw it directly at the man in black.
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Phew!

The flying knife instantly penetrated into the head of the man in black. He struggled briefly and fell heavily to the ground.

"Damn things! Even poor people rob them!!"

Zhao Yu was frightened and angry. He grabbed the flying knife beside him and kept throwing it, stabbing the man in black's body into a hedgehog. Then he chopped off the man in black's head with a sword, and the blood stained the floor red.

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There are countless strange skills and techniques in the world of cultivating immortals, and there are also many ways to pretend to be dead. Legend has it that a powerful cultivator's head can grow back even if it is cut off. But this man in black is obviously not one of them.

Zhao Yu put on thick animal skin gloves and groped for a while on the man in black, and finally found five evil-proof talismans, a small spirit shield talisman, and a low-grade bronze-conical magic weapon.

"Not even a spiritual stone!! No, not even a spiritual sand!! What a poor man! I don't know if this guy is a gambler or an addict!"

Zhao Yu lifted the veil of the man in black, revealing a face with thick black eye circles and a face that looked like a skeleton.

Most of the robbery cultivators will not rob the spiritual farmers in Fang City, because most of the spiritual farmers are poor. If they rob or kill the spiritual farmers, they will be targeted by the Cangling Sect law enforcement team, and the gain outweighs the loss.

However, some dog gamblers and immortal cultivators who often hang out in casinos and drug addicts who often take Shengxian Pills will take desperate measures and rob spiritual farmers when they are short of spiritual stones. Because spiritual farmers live next to spiritual fields, their neighbors are far apart, so it is easy to attack.

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Of course, once those dog bettors and drug addicts kill spiritual farmers, they will be quickly dealt with by the Cangling Sect law enforcement team. But such people still appear from time to time.

"This guy actually has a low-grade magic weapon! He has more money than me, and he comes to rob me!! Fortunately, I have become a martial arts master and have sharp reflexes, otherwise he would have succeeded!!"

Zhao Yu held the bronze awl and was filled with joy.

The market price of an intact low-grade magic weapon is basically more than fifty spiritual stones, and Zhao Yu doesn't even have a low-grade magic weapon to defend himself.

Zhao Yu dragged the body of the man in black to the spiritual field, dug a hole and buried him.

"It's so unsafe here, but the core area of ​​Fangshi is safer! Unfortunately, the rent of small courtyards in the core area of ​​Fangshi is too high!"

Zhao Yu lay on the simple wooden bed and sighed quietly.

The annual rent of a small courtyard in the core area of ​​Fang City costs more than 120 yuan of spiritual stones. The spiritual energy there is more than three times that of Lingtian District, and the law enforcement team is nearby. The public security is good and there are no people at all.

You dare to cause trouble there, let alone kill people and steal wealth.

The simple wooden houses in Lingtian District also have advantages, that is, they are completely free, but only Ling farmers can live here.

The next day, after Zhao Yu finished practicing martial arts and taking care of the farmland, he went to the market, spent a spiritual stone to buy a secret book "Basics of Royal Weapons", and began to learn how to control the only magic weapon in his hand.

Bronze cone.

"If you want to activate the magic weapon, you must consume spiritual consciousness and mana!"

Zhao Yu sat next to the spiritual field, picked up the bronze awl, and poured into it the rare consciousness and magic power of the first level of Qi Refining according to the basic description of the weapon.

The bronze cone bloomed with a faint light, floated from Zhao Yu's hand, floated into the air, shook for a few breaths, and fell directly to the ground.

Zhao Yu's face turned pale, and all his scarce spiritual consciousness and mana were absorbed by the bronze cone.

"No, my spiritual consciousness and magic power are too weak to control this bronze cone freely. I can either use it as a dagger or a flying knife!"

Zhao Yu thought carefully for a while, then meditated to recover his mana and waited for the recovery of his consciousness.

After his mana and consciousness were fully restored, Zhao Yu activated his mana, used the flying knife technique, and threw it directly. The bronze cone burst out with a faint light and instantly hit the tree body that Zhao Yu used to practice flying knives.

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Bang!!

The big tree was blasted directly through a big hole.

Zhao Yu raised the corner of his mouth slightly and smiled: "It's so awesome! This is the power of the magic weapon!! I finally have a trump card!"

In the following days, Zhao Yu still maintained a regular life of practicing martial arts, taking care of the spiritual field, practicing Di Yuan Gong, and drawing evil charms.

Zhao Yu swallowed four evil-proof talismans from the man in black and gained forty points of proficiency. Due to the complicated affairs and shallow magic power, he could only draw one evil-proof talisman every day. Every time he

Even though he failed to draw evil talismans, he was not discouraged and just summed up his experience silently in his mind.

The fifth day.

Zhao Yu sat at the simple wooden table, concentrating on drawing the evil talisman. When he completed the last stroke, the faint light on the evil talisman flashed away.

"Success!! I successfully drew the evil talisman!!"

Zhao Yu held the evil-proof talisman, his eyes filled with joy and excitement. This was the first talisman he had drawn, which also meant that he would have a stable source of spiritual stones and would be able to get rid of his identity as a spiritual farmer next year.
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"talisman - evil-proofing talisman: proficiency (41/200)."

Zhao Yu thought thoughtfully: "Only by successfully drawing one evil-repelling talisman can I gain some proficiency! This means that I still need to successfully draw fifty-nine evil-repelling talismans before I can reach the level of proficiency. This may be similar to what I have learned.

His Talisman talent is mediocre."


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