Song Wenshu took the storage bag, glanced at it with consciousness, and smiled for the first time on his face.

He only received one of the filial piety, and the speed of earning spiritual stones was ten times that of his salary in Lihuo Palace.

"Junior brother Song, you have more connections in Lihuo Palace. Can you help senior brother get a talisman, even if it consumes more than half of the talisman?"

Senior Brother Zhuo took a wound medicine and begged.

Although the prototype of the magic weapon is very powerful and there is no limit on the number of times it can be used, for the later stages of foundation building, it consumes a lot of money, especially the burden on spiritual consciousness.

Previously, the prototype of his magical weapon was restrained by Master Xianzi's talisman, and he had no energy left to sacrifice other magical weapons.

Even guiding high-quality attack talismans is difficult, so defensive talismans can only be used.

The advantage of a talisman is that it only requires a small amount of mana to refine and inspire, and the burden on spiritual consciousness is also lower than that of a prototype talisman.

The disadvantage is that there is a limit on the number of uses and the price/performance ratio is very low.

"Normal channels are not easy to handle."

Song Wenshu shook his head and said, "Every talisman corresponds to the magic weapon of a certain Master Jiedan. There are almost traces of it. Junior brother, I only have one. I have to keep it for self-defense when patrolling the surrounding areas."

Even if you go to great lengths to obtain a talisman, if Senior Brother Zhuo uses it to commit crimes outside in the future, wouldn't that expose him?

"Junior brother, there is a quasi-third-level escape talisman here. Brother Zhuo, take it and use it."

Song Wenshu thought for a moment and took out a talisman.

"Thank you, Junior Brother Song."

Senior Brother Zhuo took the talisman with a happy face and handed it to Junior Brother Song a bag of spiritual stones.

A quasi-third-level escape talisman, corresponding to the fake elixir level.

If he had this talisman, he would not have to pay a huge price and consume his life energy to perform "Blood Shadow Escape" before.

"By the way, how are you preparing the pill-forming thing?"

"It's difficult. We can't get the key materials, so we can only try our luck on the black market. The current progress is less than 30%..."

Senior Brother Zhuo smiled bitterly and said:

"Unlike Junior Brother Song, who is backed by Lihuo Palace and has high-level care. As long as he accumulates enough spirit stones and contributes, it is easier to obtain crystal condensation pills and pill-forming spiritual objects than outside..."

…

A few miles away, Lu Changan listened to the conversation between the two in his heart.

"Fortunately, I have a steady hand, the water here is a bit deep."

As early as when he was fighting the fisherman in the dark night, he felt that this man's skills were extraordinary and even slightly better than Zhao Siyao, a foundation-building elite in Jinyun Valley.

It's nothing like casual foot training.

Collusion between black and white was something he had never seen before in his previous life, so there was no need to make a fuss about it.

Judging from the situation, Song Wenshu has a close relationship with the escaped "night fisherman".

Song Wenshu had a good background in Lihuo Palace. Although he was not a direct disciple of any inner sect elder, he at least had connections with the higher-ups.

The strength and means that Lu Changan had previously displayed were already at the limit of normal mid-stage foundation building.

He has only been a second-level high-level talisman master for a few years, so he is not suitable to produce talismans or treasure talismans that are quasi-third-level and correspond to fake elixirs.

Unlike Bishi Xianzi, who has been in the late stage of foundation building for many years, he is already a quasi-third-level formation master. If it were not for cultivation limitations, his actual attainments may be almost the same as a third-level formation master.

If he had gone out of his way to kill the fisherman in the dark night just now, Song Wenshu would probably have a grudge against him, and he might even come into the sight of the senior management of Lihuo Palace.

…

Inside the ruins cellar.

Song Wenshu and Senior Brother Zhuo had similar conversations.

"It's not appropriate for me to come forward now. I'll go to Wuqi Mountain in a few days to help you find out. I believe they won't be entangled in this matter."

Song Wenshu stood up and said.

"Okay, it's not advisable to stay here for a long time. I'll find a place to heal my wounds first. In a few years, I'll go back to the territory visited by Junior Brother Song."

Senior Brother Zhuo chuckled, and some of his magic power recovered.

Song Wenshu was the first to return to the ground, vigilantly explored the surrounding area, and covered the injured Senior Brother Zhuo from leaving.

"It's been so long since we've caught up. It seems that the two peak masters of Wuqi Mountain were misled or gave up."

Senior Brother Zhuo glanced in the direction of Wu Qi Mountain, unable to conceal the resentment in his heart.

Song Wen Shuben wanted to give some advice, but he sighed secretly and said nothing.

With Senior Brother Zhuo's vengeful character, it is useless to try to persuade him. He will definitely take revenge on Wu Qishan in the future.

Song Wenshu covered Senior Brother Zhuo and flew hundreds of miles.

On a certain mountain ridge, the two parted ways.

Song Wenshu turned back and returned to the place where the law enforcement monks were stationed.

Senior Brother Zhuo flew to the northeastern region of Liang Kingdom, heading towards the territory of the Mo family, one of the seven aristocratic families.

He changed his attire, took off his bamboo hat and black robe, and transformed into a handsome man in his twenties dressed in brocade.

…

Night arrives at Mao hour.

Senior Brother Zhuo and Song Wenshu were separated for half an hour.

Because the injury has not healed, the flight is not fast, but it can barely exceed the initial stage of foundation building.

Whoosh!

There was a sound of breaking through the air ahead, and a ray of light approached slowly.

Senior Brother Zhuo was wary.

After sensing it, I found that it was the mana fluctuation in the early stage of foundation building, and I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

In his current state, it may be difficult to play in the mid-term of senior foundation building, and he will have to rely on his trump cards to win.

In the early stage of foundation building, the threat is much smaller and does not fit with the identities of the three peak masters of Wuqi Mountain.

When the escaping light approached, Senior Brother Zhuo was slightly startled.

The person who came was a female cultivator in black robe, with a beautiful face, eyes like autumn water, and a graceful figure.

"Pei Qiuyan?"

Senior Brother Zhuo recognized this woman's identity at a glance.

At first, they were chasing the Pei brothers and sisters near Wuqi Mountain. Later, the monks from Lihuo Palace arrived and allowed the injured Pei Qiuyan to escape by chance.

The black-robed female cultivator looked bad. When she saw Senior Brother Zhuo, she also looked wary and cautiously moved to the side to distance herself.

Such actions made Senior Brother Zhuo lower his guard.

"This woman seems to be seriously injured..."

His spiritual consciousness secretly observed that it was indeed Pei Qiuyan who had been hunted before, and he couldn't lie.

Unexpectedly, we met him by chance when he was injured tonight.

Senior Brother Zhuo's thoughts turned around. If he were in full strength, he would definitely start to capture this woman without hesitation.

But at this time, his strength is less than 50% of his peak strength, so it is not appropriate to take action.

However, Pei Qiuyan was also injured, and because of his weakness, the success rate of his attack was very high.

This situation made him feel a little confused.

If you have such a beautiful woman waiting for you while you are recuperating and taking shelter from the wind, such a day will make people look forward to it.

In the end, reason barely prevailed.

Senior Brother Zhuo struggled to regain his consciousness and gaze.

If he takes one more look, he won't be able to help but take action.

"Hmph! You idiot! What are you looking at?"

The black-robed beauty scolded, dissatisfied with Senior Brother Zhuo's prying eyes.

When the voice fell into Senior Brother Zhuo's ears, it was thin, shy, soft and charming.

"Um?"

Senior Brother Zhuo was in a daze and his heart was burning.

In the field of vision, Pei Qiuyan is full of charm, with messy hair and messy hair. Her skirt is half-cut, revealing a large area of ​​icy skin.

"No! This is an illusion..."

Brother Zhuo Shizhuo was injured and his condition was far from his peak. He quickly realized that and immediately bit the tip of his tongue.

The tingling sensation made him struggle out of the illusion faster.
To be continued...