?Zhao Bao stared at the Bengyun Talisman. It was actually a king-level Talisman and did not reach the level of a god-level Talisman. Mai Xiuxianli was not allowed to read the full text. ['"Piaotian Literature Registered Member Recommends This Work"
The novel "Piao Tian" is recommended by registered members of literature. "Piao Tian" is recommended by registered members of literature. However, after watching the process of the Beng Yun Talisman to overcome the tribulation, Zhao Bao suddenly thought of a plan for the human world.
The forbidden method of overcoming calamity. In the "Immortal Art" that Jue gave Zhao Bao to practice immortality, the second stage, the cultivation of the internal organs, needs to be completed by dispersing the source of the internal organs.
This process is very dangerous. Once it fails, all the cultivation will be abolished, and the practitioner needs to practice it all over again. Other book friends are reading: The latest chapter of Midnight Tea House. But once you complete this stage of cultivation, you will have immortality.
As long as the body is not blasted into blood mist and the soul is killed, it can be resurrected and reborn.
And this process is particularly difficult for Zhao Bao. Except for the innate chaotic Taoist body, no one will have so many sources of resources. He takes four more risks than a person with a pure physique. Because he cannot
If you dissipate the power of all the source places at once, you can only dissipate the power of the source places one by one to complete the immortal cultivation of the internal organs.
"It seems that we need to draw more talismans now. If the immortal cultivation of the internal organs fails in the future, we can still save our lives." Zhao Bao said to himself, the spiritual power in his body became more and more powerful, and the power of these spiritual powers
Everyone is urging him to make a breakthrough. He doesn't know how long he can suppress the breakthrough.
In the next few days, Zhao Bao worked like a madman day and night to create a large number of evil-suppressing ghost talismans and collapsing cloud talismans. All living things within a radius of hundreds of miles became extinct. Zhao Bao painted the collapsing cloud talismans.
The original Dao pattern of pure fire power burned the earth with countless bottomless cracks.
Nine days of thunder and punishment, thunderbolts exploded in this area all day long. Faced with such continuous catastrophe visions, the strong men in Jufeng City did not dare to pry. The strength of Zhao Bao and the senior sister of Zhao Bao Half-step Emperor
They were so frightened that they could only speculate on various possibilities in their minds, but could not find out what was going on.
In the past few days, I don’t know if Zhao Bao has gone too far in painting the Cloud-Collapse Talisman, and he has become extremely cruel. One of the manifestations of this is that he makes Murong Xing and Murong Ping madly repeat the painting of the Suppressing Ghost Talisman every day.
, which directly caused Murong Xing and Murong Ping to foam at the foam and fall into coma. However, in this case, Zhao Bao just let Murong Xing and Murong Ping rest for an hour, and then asked them to continue painting frantically.
When Murong Ping's mental strength was exhausted and she collapsed on the ground, Uncle Fu said distressedly, "Princess Ping, stop practicing the magic of talismans, you will lose your life in the sect arena." As he spoke, Uncle Fu looked at her with blame.
To Zhao Bao.
Zhao Bao was drawing the Bengyun Talisman. He sensed Uncle Fu's reproachful eyes and said coldly, "They are not young anymore. If they want to become Talisman Masters, they must work hard to make up for the losses caused by time."
Search for "Piao Tian, this work is recommended by registered members of Piao Tian Literature." This work is recommended by registered members of Piao Tian Literature. Read the fastest free novels. I fainted countless times and even vomited blood several times. These were the hard years of Fu Baoshi. I couldn't
If you persist, don't want to become a Talisman Master. I won't force you to learn Talisman Techniques. If you can't persist, just give up."
"I will not give up, never give up!" After Murong Xing saw Zhao Bao's domineering power to kill the God King in an instant, she was determined to become a Talisman Master, because only in this way would she be able to challenge the descendants of the Great Emperor in the future.
Revenge against dad who might die.
hiss.
There was a sound of the talisman paper being pierced by the talisman pen, and Murong Xing fell to the ground with a painful expression and spit out a mouthful of blood.
Before Fu Bo could rush to Murong Xing, Murong Jie had already gone to Murong Xing. She wanted to instill spiritual power into Murong Xing. Murong Xing flatly refused and said, "Sister Jie, don't help me, I want to recover by myself."
"Xingmei, why are you so persistent? This is too harmful to the body, and it may be fruitless." Murong Jie advised.
"No, I won't give up this opportunity, I want to become a talisman master!" Murong Xing roared as if possessed. Murong Xing did not expect that the simple practice method Zhao Bao said was so cruel and torturous. Three days have passed, and she
The tortured mind is about to collapse, but she has not yet completed the painting of a ghost-suppressing talisman with weak power, but she does not want to give up on the old man - there are thieves in the world, and there are thieves in the Tao!
"Zhao Bao, what on earth do you want to do? You will kill them!" Murong Jie saw Murong Xing wipe the blood from her mouth and pick up the talisman pen again, her tears suddenly flowed out, she asked loudly
Zhao Bao didn't go to see Murong Jie, and he didn't pay attention to Murong Xing when he vomited blood. He just replied coldly, "Don't worry, you won't die."
"Cold-blooded, Zhao Bao, you are a cold-blooded devil!" Murong Jie shouted with tears streaming down her face.
Zhao Bao looked at Murong Jie for the first time. He replied without any guilt, "This is the path they chose. Neither you nor I have the right to interfere. Don't yell here to make them unable to do anything."
Concentrate on sensing the awe-inspiring righteousness."
"You can help them, I don't believe you don't have other ways to practice." Murong Jie said with wide eyes.
"No!" Zhao Bao responded coldly.
"Cold-blooded devil..." Murong Jie stamped her feet angrily
Murong Xiang looked melancholy and said, "Zhao Bao, you are really cold-blooded. Sister Xing even vomited blood, but he didn't even care."
"That's wrong. Only with such devilish training can a person's maximum potential be unleashed in a short period of time." Mr. Lang interjected, "This Mr. Zhao Bao is even more cold-blooded than the butcher who trained killers in Senluodian. Such a flower-like jade
He can endure such torture to two great beauties. Mr. Lang, it is not an injustice for me to fall into his hands."
In the blink of an eye, three more days have passed. Murong Ping and Murong Xing were already frothing at the white water and fainted, and they had not finished drawing a powerful ghost-suppressing talisman. Other book friends are reading: Liu Bei's Success Story.
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Today, Zhao Bao did not continue to frantically draw talismans. He sat on the stone bench and drank wine indifferently, looking at Murong Xing and Murong Ping's pale faces, their thin hands holding talisman pens and they were trembling. He said this morning
He gave his talisman pen to Murong Ping, so that Murong Ping and Murong Xing no longer need to take turns to draw talismans.
Mr. Lang looked at Zhao Bao who was drinking, and said in his mind, "Is this guy a pervert at such a young age? Is he so exhausted while drinking and appreciating beauties?"
Just when Master Lang was criticizing Zhao Bao in his heart, Zhao Bao looked over and waved to Master Lang. Master Lang's face changed slightly and he said, "Isn't it? He can read minds and knows that I am criticizing him?"
Although he was murmuring in his heart, Mr. Lang did not dare not to go when Zhao Bao called him. He walked up to Zhao Bao with a stiff smile and said, "Master Zhao Bao, what do you want to do with this villain?"
"Jufeng City is a place you are familiar with. Go and buy me a good talisman pen and some cinnabar." Zhao Bao explained.
"Master Zhao Bao... I don't dare to go out..." Mr. Lang said in fear. The two undead killers who were here that night must have escaped back. Mr. Lang felt that based on Senluodian's reaction speed, there must be some powerful ones.
The killer has arrived in Gathering Wind City.
Zhao Bao took out a ghost-suppressing talisman and gave it to Mr. Lang, "Buy back the talisman pen and cinnabar, and this ghost-suppressing talisman will be yours."
Master Lang took the ghost-suppressing talisman and immediately changed his face and said, "Don't worry, Mr. Zhao Bao, I will definitely buy you the best talisman brush and cinnabar." He had been spying on this ghost-suppressing talisman for a long time.
When Uncle Fu saw Master Lang taking the Suppressing Ghost Talisman from Zhao Bao and leaving, he hurriedly came to Zhao Bao and said, "Sir, do you want me to follow him?"
"There's no need to follow him. He doesn't dare to leave our Yuxi Chang'an yet." Zhao Bao shook his head and took out four Cloud Collapse Talismans and said to Uncle Fu, "Uncle Fu, the enemy is coming, you can't leave this courtyard even an inch."
Uncle Fu took the Bengyun Talisman and said in a deep voice, "Sir, the news about us here has been leaked for many days. I think the safest way is to leave here."
"The day this place is full of blood and bones is the time for us to leave." Zhao Bao said coldly.
The Collapsing Cloud Talisman that he drew in the past few days changed Zhao Bao's idea of preparing to escape from the Wind Gathering City. The power of the Collapsing Cloud Talisman gave Zhao Bao the confidence to fight against the Saint, and he wanted the people of Tianchi Kingdom to understand
, he is not only the senior sister of the Half-Step Emperor standing behind him, he is also a king-level talisman master who can fight against the saint!
Uncle Fu looked at the Collapsing Cloud Talisman in his hand. Every time Zhao Bao finished painting it, he felt uneasy. He felt that once the killing Talisman was activated, the saint might fall if he didn't pay attention.
"Girl Xing, Miss Ping, come here and have a rest." Zhao Bao asked Murong Xing and Murong Ping to rest for the first time. However, upon hearing Zhao Bao's cry, Murong Xing and Murong Ping's pale faces revealed a look of great disappointment.
expression.
"Huh..." Murong Xiang exhaled, "It's finally over. Seeing Xingmei and Pingmei fainting from exhaustion several times every day, I feel so sad."
"Let's think about how to comfort Xingmei and Pingmei later. They have suffered so much in the past few days. Zhao Bao will soon announce that they have no talent as a Talisman Master. They will definitely shed tears." Murong Jie said to Zhao Bao.
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Murong Wanqing answered, "Sister, your assessment of Zhao Bao is correct. He is a cold-blooded devil."
Uncle Fu put away the Bengyun Talisman and looked at Murong Ping and Murong Xing, who were stumbling over, with a look of intolerance on his face. The perseverance shown by these two little girls in the past few days moved Uncle Fu very much, especially
Murong Ping, who usually loved gossip, could resist such cruel torture this time, which made him feel proud and distressed.
But Uncle Fu knew that their efforts were in vain. They had not yet drawn any powerful ghost-suppressing talismans, so they definitely had no chance of becoming talisman masters.
Zhao Bao looked at Murong Xing and Murong Ping who had obviously lost weight in the past few days. He took out the immortal rope from the Qiankun bag and said gently to Murong Xing and Murong Ping, "Each of them drink a drop of ten thousand year old ginseng liquid to restore their bodies."
After that, draw the ghost-suppressing talisman and show it to me."
"No, I can't draw it." Murong Xing said dejectedly.
Murong Ping couldn't help crying and said, "Brother Bao, do I not have the talent to be a talisman master?"
"Who said you can't draw and have no talent? You can already draw the ghost-suppressing talisman, but you have been disturbed by me in the past few days and cannot sense the awe-inspiring righteousness between heaven and earth. Drink the medicine of Ten Thousand Years Old Ginseng
Liquid, I will guide Haoran’s righteousness around here, you have to concentrate on sensing it." Zhao Bao said with a happy smile.
In fact, Zhao Bao did not expect that the mental power of these two girls would be greatly improved after several days of hard training. This made Zhao Bao, who had suffered so much to develop his mental power, quite jealous. ~ See without
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