Hearing this, Song Fan nodded silently, walked forward with Mr. Qin, and glanced ahead, but his expression suddenly changed.
I could see that the flock of sand eagles that had been attracted consisted of hundreds of sand eagles. They were in a large formation, chirping non-stop, and flew in the direction of the two-headed bird in a swarm.
Although this group of sand eagles consists of hundreds of sand eagles, it is not too big, but it is still somewhat difficult to deal with.
Song Fan's expression softened slightly and he looked at Mr. Qin beside him.
"They are just a bunch of beasts who have not yet opened their minds."
Mr. Qin shook his head disapprovingly, and then flicked his sleeves and robes, and several fiery red spiritual talismans shot out. It was the fire spiritual talisman.
The fire talisman shot out and transformed into several blazing flames, blasting a large hole out of the group of sand eagles. All sand eagles contaminated by the flames were turned into a pile of ashes without exception.
"Chichi!" "Chichi!" "Chichi!"
The group of sand eagles suddenly went into chaos, and their piercing and strange calls could not be stopped. After a while, the group of sand eagles dispersed.
Obviously, compared with tempting food, one's own life is more important. Even animals understand this truth.
Looking at the group of sand eagles that dispersed in a moment, Song Fan subconsciously licked his lips and looked at Mr. Qin again with something strange in his eyes.
It was difficult for even a strong person in the True Qi Realm to eliminate the sand eagles so cleanly. However, the Talisman Master only threw out a few spiritual talismans and the trouble in front of him was solved.
Talisman master is really an enviable profession.
"Haha, little brother Song Fan, it is fate that you and I meet here. Thanks to your rescue just now, I was saved from the murderous hands of those gangsters. I will give these fire charms and flying charms to you."
Mr. Qin looked at Song Fan with a smile, rubbed his palms, and a thick stack of spiritual talismans appeared in his hands.
Song Fan quickly thanked him, took it and looked at it, his face suddenly showed joy. Mr. Qin was really generous, casually throwing him seven or eight flying talismans and three fire spirit talismans.
"Haha, little brother Song Fan, in that case, let's meet again if we are destined."
Mr. Qin looked at Song Fan, nodded with satisfaction, and smiled slightly.
Before he finished speaking, Mr. Qin jumped down from the back of the two-headed winged bird. Like a light and agile bird, he slowly floated down towards the desert below, apparently using the flying charm.
Seeing this scene, Song Fan was stunned at first, and then he was shocked and said blankly: "This..."
"Haha, I am going to the Red Sun Desert on this trip. There are some things to do in the Red Sun Desert..."
From a distance, Mr. Qin's slightly hoarse voice floated in the wind.
Hearing this sentence, Song Fan suddenly remembered that at the flight transport station in Black Rock City, Mr. Qin said that he was going to the Red Sun Desert, which made many people laugh.
Originally, he wanted to ask Mr. Qin for some advice about Talisman Masters. After all, most of his understanding of this profession was obtained from classics, and now he has no chance.
Although the Red Sun Desert is extremely dangerous, Song Fan has seen Mr. Qin's methods and is not worried at all. Even the lowest level Talisman Master has many methods and should not be underestimated.
Looking at the messy surroundings, Song Fan shook his head. After this incident, he was the only one left among the five passengers on the Double-Headed Winged Bird, which had to be a pity.
Afterwards, Song Fan returned to his wooden house and started practicing with peace of mind.
The rest of the journey was uneventful, with no further accidents.
Three days flew by.
Three days later, the two-headed winged bird landed in the Dayan Dynasty.
Through a simple map, Song Fan learned that the city closest to the landing place was named Yuanwu City, which was a small city in the northwest of the Dayan Dynasty.
After a long journey of three days, Song Fan finally arrived at Yuanwu City, which he longed to see.
"This map is too unreliable. It says it only takes half a day to get there, but I traveled for three days, and the location of Yuanwu City is also wrong. If I hadn't asked passers-by, I don't know how long it would take to reach Yuanwu City in the Year of the Monkey, Horse and Moon.
Wucheng."
Looking at the tall walls of Yuanwu City in front of him, Song Fan cursed the guy who drew the map hundreds of times in his heart. He bought this map before setting off for training. He didn't expect it to be very accurate, but it was too outrageous.
"As expected of the Dayan Dynasty, even a small city has such a scene."
Dragging his tired body, Song Fan walked into Yuanwu City.
Yuanwu City is said to be a small city, but in fact it is built more grandly than the average medium-sized city in the ancient Hua Dynasty. The streets are wide, the traffic is busy, and the flow is endless. It is very prosperous. There are also brave and skilled soldiers patrolling the city, which adds to the atmosphere.
A kind of chilling atmosphere.
Yuanwu City is close to the northwest border of the Dayan Dynasty. Even though it is a small city, it is also guarded by some heavy troops.
After wandering around the city, Song Fan found an inn, got an upper room, and had a good sleep. During this period of flying in the sky and traveling long distances, he didn't get a good rest.
Therefore, my sleep was particularly sweet.
After getting up the next day, Song Fan first bought a detailed map of the Dayan Dynasty in the city and compared it with the original map. Then he went into the classics library in Yuanwu City and browsed through the classics library.
Various classics in it to expand knowledge.
Cultivation is important, but Song Fan clearly knows that if he wants to become a truly strong person, reading is also essential.
It wasn't until the evening that Song Fan came out of the Classics Museum and returned to the inn where he was staying. He wanted to have a table of good wine and food and carefully reflect on the harvest of the day in the Classics Museum.
Since it had just arrived in the evening, there were not many people in the inn, only a few sparse tables of people.
At this time, Song Fan's heart moved, and he suddenly noticed that two young men, a man and a woman, walked in. The appearance of these men and women was extremely ordinary, there was nothing surprising about them, they were inconspicuous among the crowd.
kind.
But for some reason, when Song Fan saw these two people, he vaguely felt that there was an indescribable aura about them.
"Is it an illusion?" Song Fan secretly observed the two of them for a long time, shook his head depressedly, and muttered in a low voice.
He couldn't feel any pressure on the two of them. It was obvious that these two people were ordinary people without the strength to restrain themselves, rather than advanced practitioners.
The two teenagers also ordered a table of good wine and food, and coincidentally, the table they chose was next to Song Fan.
After three rounds of wine, five flavors of food.
Just when Song Fan's mouth was full of oil, he burped, and was about to get up, an unceremonious scolding sound suddenly sounded in the inn, causing his body to freeze as he was about to get up.
"You two, get up immediately and make way for my young master!"
This unceremonious scolding immediately attracted the attention of the surrounding diners.