Wu Xiaoye once saw a spell caster from the Wu Sect who became an idiot after failing to cast the God Search Method.

But Zhao Lingjun, who was about to cast this spell, looked no worried at all.

"I'm going to start."

After letting go of Xu Mi, Zhao Lingjun nodded to Wu Xiaoye.

Before Lin Yiren could react, Zhao Lingjun had already pinched his hands. When Zhao Lingjun clasped his hands together, a slender black flame emerged from Zhao Lingjun's fingers.

"Damn, stinky brat, when casting spells, it's always so sudden. It doesn't give people some time to think."

When Zhao Lingjun lit thirty-two white candles clockwise with the black flames on his hand, Lin Yiren said in his heart in great depression.

When all thirty-two white candles were lit by Zhao Lingjun, the sky outside the dilapidated factory seemed to suddenly darken. There was no idea when the sky began, and it was already covered with dark clouds.

The red talisman under Zhao Lingjun's feet slowly burned. But it was not an ordinary dim flame, but a deep red flame like solidified blood. Moreover, the deep red flame was like life, and its stems slowly extended to the whole body of Zhao Congqi standing and Xu Mi lying on her. From a distance, the two people seemed to be covered with a layer of deep red crystal.

The floor under Zhao Lingjun and Xu Mi also disappeared little by little, turning into a churning transparent red cloud. A strange and huge eye suddenly opened among the red clouds.

When the huge red eye opened, the crimson flames on Xu Mi and Zhao Lingjun jumped up wildly, and then turned into a blurred red cloud, covering the entire magic array.

The blurred red clouds slowly dissipated after rolling for a few minutes.

But for Wu Xiaoye, Lin Yiren and others, these few minutes are as long as a few hours.

The dilapidated factory slowly returned to its brightness, and the dense dark clouds began to slowly dissipate. The sunlight shone in from the broken glass window of the dilapidated factory and shot to Zhao Lingjun who was quietly standing in the center of the magic circle.

When the sunlight shone on Zhao Lingjun's body, the flames on the thirty-two white candles were extinguished at the same time.

"How about it?"

Lin Yiren saw that the God Searching Technique had been completed, and couldn't help but ask Zhao Lingjun who was standing quietly in the center of the magic circle.

After a long time, Zhao Lingjun shook his head with a wry smile and walked out of the magic circle.

Although you are very clear about the function of the God-Searching Method, the feeling of countless things suddenly pouring into your mind like a tide is still too strange. Zhao Lingjun felt that this feeling was like you had just taken a sip of soup while eating, but you felt that your stomach was filled with a lot of miscellaneous things.

"It seems that you are lucky and haven't become an idiot." Although you didn't answer your own question and your movements and expressions were a bit strange, Zhao Lingjun's words "m/lgbd." made Lin Yiren calm down.

Zhao Lingjun opened his mouth.

Lin Yiren thought that Zhao Lingjun must be talking to him, but what Lin Yiren did not expect was that when Zhao Lingjun opened his mouth, a white lightning flashed out.

Lin Yiren only felt that there was a sun suddenly in front of him.

"Damn." Lin Yiren was shocked.

But before Lin Yiren could do any movement, the white lightning had already flew over Lin Yiren's head.

With a "boom", a big hole was immediately broken on the wall of the dilapidated factory behind Lin Yiren.

"Haha. The power of the lightning light in Maoshan's Five Thunders Underground Magic is really good, and it is also very concealed. It is indeed a good spell for killing and robbing people and traveling at home."

Looking at Zhao Lingjun's smug smile, Lin Yiren had the desire to fight with him.

However, Zhao Lingjun's next words suddenly attracted Lin Yiren's energy to stay.

"This is indeed not a Qingming Mirror." Zhao Lingjun picked up the bronze ancient mirror from a shabby table not far from Wu Xuanyun.

On the shabby table, there were a lot of miscellaneous things found from Xu Mi.

"What kind of magic weapon is this?"

"This is a green light mirror." Zhao Lingjun moved his right hand, and five green flames suddenly appeared in Zhao Lingjun's hand.

Zhao Lingjun's hand stroked the back of the mirror, and a blue energy shot out from the mirror, protecting Zhao Lingjun's whole body.

"Glauclide mirror?"

"Yes. This mirror is actually a copy of the Qingming Mirror." Zhao Lingjun said to Lin Yiren and Wu Xiaoye while collecting the green qi. "This is a weapon refining master a hundred years ago, imitating the magic weapon made by the Qingming Mirror. That person probably wanted to make another Qingming Mirror, but he didn't expect that after the production was completed, he found that the mirror he made had only defensive effects."

"Damn, no wonder this guy wants to fight with you closely." Lin Yiren glanced at the green light mirror in Zhao Lingjun's hand. "It turns out that this thing cannot be used for attacking at all."

"Haha. This thing is a good magic weapon for self-defense." Zhao Lingjun smiled at the green light mirror in his hand. "And the meaning of this thing to me may be bigger than the real Qingming Mirror."

"What does it mean?" Lin Yiren and others looked at Zhao Lingjun with suspicious eyes.

"The reason why the weapon refining master of Maoshan Sect could not be refined into the real Qingming Mirror was because there was a lack of Qinglonghorn in his materials. Therefore, although he made a green light mirror with the same appearance as Qingming's appearance, this green light mirror still only has a protective effect.

"What does this mean to you?"

Zhao Lingjun looked at Lin Yiren and smiled proudly, "Don't forget that I am the third generation leader of the Three Treasures Sect. I have many methods of refining magic weapons in my hands. The reason why I can't refine it is because the materials above can't be found at all..."

"Damn." Before Zhao Lingjun finished speaking, Lin Yiren gasped. "Do you mean you can also imitate some imitations of magic weapons?"

"No," Zhao Lingjun smiled. "Since Maoshan Sect can imitate the Qingming Mirror, why can't I imitate the Seven Birds and Five Fire Fans, Nine Dragons Divine Fire Cover, etc.?"

"Your idea is really crazy." Lin Yiren looked at Zhao Lingjun and thought Zhao Lingjun was simply a madman.

However, Wu Xiaoye and Wu Xuanyun nodded.

"Immortal Master, you can try it. Even if you don't succeed, you won't lose much." Wu Xuanyun said. "But if we can really refine some powerful magic weapon, we will be very excited."

Zhao Lingjun smiled and smiled at Wu Xuanyun and said, "If that's the case, Wu Xuanyun, you really want to be my elixir."

Wu Xuanyun also smiled, "Immortal Master, you have recreated me. Even if I am a elixir for you for a thousand years, what's the point?"

Lin Yiren and Wu Xiaoye looked at each other and smiled. Both of them knew what Wu Xuanyun meant.

The effect of a Wuji Great Return Pill on Wu Xuanyun may not be comparable to Wu Xuanyun's practice for a thousand years.

"What's this blue potion?" Lin Yiren smiled and pointed a bottle of blue potion among the piles of miscellaneous things on the shabby table and asked Zhao Lingjun. "I just saw him fighting you, two drops in my eyes."

"This is Tongming Lu." Zhao Lingjun said. "It is made of things such as cow's tears and Tongyou Grass. After dropping two drops in your eyes, you can see the evil things around you within an hour. At first, he thought there was something evil ghostly in his eyes, so he dripped two drops in his eyes."

"And what about the injury medicine he just took? What is that?"

"That is Tianwang Yulu Pill, which can quickly restore Taoist strength and treat internal injuries."

"There are so many good things in Maoshan Sect." Lin Yiren sighed at the bottle of Tongming Lu and the Heavenly King Yulu Pill.

"Yes." Zhao Lingjun smiled wretchedly. "I'm getting too big this time."

"You're really getting too big."

Lin Yiren hadn't figured out why Zhao Lingjun said that he was getting old. Wu Xiaoye had already replied with a smile.

When Lin Yiren saw Wu Xiaoye's smile, he suddenly realized.

Zhao Lingjun was really excited this time.

Before this, although Zhao Lingjun had the supreme Taoist power of gathering three flowers and five energys to the Yuan Dynasty, he also learned the magic of Wu Xiaoye and Lin Yiren to the eighth and tenth.

However, Zhao Lingjun's experience in the enemy and his understanding of other spells were almost zero.

In other words, Zhao Lingjun's experience in the martial arts world is almost zero.

In this case, even if Zhao Lingjun encounters an opponent who is inferior to his, he will easily suffer because you don’t know what kind of spells your opponent is casting and what kind of power such a spell has.

I don’t know what targeted spells I want to use to defeat my opponent.

Zhao Lingjun almost hangs in the hands of Ampe Onmyoji's Soul-Devouring Bullet, and it is precisely because of this reason.

The lack of experience in the martial arts world is Zhao Lingjun's fatal injury, but Zhao Lingjun now suddenly understands everything a Maoshan disciple knows.

"You are really tmd."

After understanding this, Lin Yiren couldn't help but sigh from his heart.

...

"Wu Xuanyun, wait."

When Wu Xuanyun took a step forward and was about to take off Xu Mi's coat, Zhao Lingjun stopped Wu Xuanyun.

Originally, Zhao Lingjun's plan was to provoke a fight between Maoshan Sect and the Hexinghui group. After completing the God-Searching Method, Zhao Lingjun originally wanted to take off Xu Mi's coat and write the words "Maoshan Sect is vulnerable" on Xu Mi, and throw Xu Mi at the foot of Maoshan.

"Immortal Master?" Wu Xuanyun didn't know why Zhao Lingjun wanted to stop him.

"Forget it." Zhao Lingjun waved his hand. "Don't take off his clothes. We'll just throw him into the hotel under Maoshan later."

"Why?" Lin Yiren looked at Zhao Lingjun strangely.

"Nothing." Zhao Lingjun smiled. "I still admire this guy when he scolds Xiao RB. I feel that he can't treat him badly just by scolding Xiao RB. Besides, he is half of my master now, and in his memory, it seems that he does not have any memory of dealing with your master, so even if we want to deal with Maoshan Sect in the future, we have to show mercy to him."

"It makes sense." Lin Yiren smiled.
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