Chapter 1479
Words:979Update:22/07/01 11:02:32
But most of them are fourth-grade low-level talismans?
The only fifth-grade talisman? Only the Barrier Breaking Talisman that is currently being fought over in Tianguang Ruins, the one that has already been inflated to a sky-high price.
Mu Yan's thoughts move, talisman? It immediately ignites, and is pressed against Zheng Jiaming's chest.
The golden flame quickly ignites on Zheng Jiaming's body, then spreads from his chest to the rest of his body.
The unconscious Zheng Jiaming starts to twitch all over, cold sweat appearing on his forehead.
Then, black smoke visible to the naked eye emerges from his body, twining around the golden flame.
Or more like it's being slowly swallowed by the golden flame.
All the black threads are about to be swallowed up by the golden flame.
The golden flame suddenly bursts out, and goes out at once.
The black threads are freed, and return to Zheng Jiaming's body again.
Zheng Jiaming let out a blood-curdling scream and rolled on the bed in pain.
Mu Yan reaches out and gently touches his brow, and he falls asleep again.
"Big brother! Big brother! "Zheng Little Fatty looks at Mu Yan nervously," Great Guru Ye, what happened just now? What happened to my big brother? "
Mu Yan's face doesn't show much surprise, and she says indifferently, "Fourth-grade talisman? Its level is not high enough, and there's no way to hold on until all the Yin cold poison is completely removed. "
After all, Mei Xin used to be a cultivator at the tribulation stage.
Even if she has fallen, and her strength is not even a hundredth of what it is, isn't it still a fourth-grade talisman? It can be resisted.
Zheng Little Fatty says anxiously, "Then what should we do? Can't even Great Guru Ye save big brother? "
"What's the hurry?" Mu Yan is still unhurried, and takes out a cinnabar pen and yellow paper, "Fourth-grade talisman? No, just change it to a fifth-grade talisman. "
Saying that, under Zheng Little Fatty's dumbstruck gaze,
Mu Yan finds a place to support herself, and leans over to draw a talisman.
The red cinnabar pen and ink slowly dye a gorgeous and complex pattern on the yellow talisman paper.
A mellow and uniform spiritual power follows the outline of the pattern, and seeps into the talisman paper.
Zheng Little Fatty rubs his eyes, and rubs his eyes again.
Wait! Wait a minute! Shouldn't drawing talismans be burning incense and bathing, calming the mind and nourishing the energy, sitting upright in front of the table and drawing?
Why … why did Great Guru Ye just lean on a corner table and start drawing?
And so fast?
Faintly, Zheng Little Fatty felt like he could hear the sound of a zither.
The sound of the zither was intermittent and did not form a song, but it made him feel as if he was in the forest, relaxed and happy, forgetting everything around him.
"Alright, I'm done."
It wasn't until Mu Yan's light voice rang out that Zheng Little Fatty suddenly came back to his senses.
Then, Mu Yan slowly walked in front of Zheng Jiaming and handed over the talisman in her hand. She pressed herself against him.
The corners of his mouth curled up into a deep arc. "I'd like to see whether your Baleful Yin Qi is stronger, or my Soul Locking Talisman is stronger."
…
An hour later.
Zheng Little Fatty followed behind his older brother, watching as his older brother respectfully kowtowed to Mu Yan. His heart was filled with joy.
Look, the big brother he recognized was so powerful and awesome.
In the past, it was always him who caused trouble, and Big Brother protected him and helped him.
Now, he finally had the ability to protect his big brother.
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
