"As expected, even the Hall Master of the Battle Hall of the Nine Seal Sect wouldn't be willing to lose a treasured saber like the Black God Saber.
However, from that person's words, it wasn't hard to tell that they weren't sure who had the Black God Saber. "
Ziyue looked at the long saber in his hand. Even after killing two people, there wasn't a single trace of blood on the blade. It was as clean as if it had just been unsheathed, shining brightly.
After putting away the long saber, Ziyue's gaze fell on the two corpses. Suddenly, he was stunned.
Soon, he picked up a piece of hard cardboard that looked like it was made of gold from Brother Fu's corpse.
This cardboard had been placed on Brother Fu's chest. Even Ziyue's saber light couldn't cut through it. It only spilled out as Brother Fu's clothes were torn apart.
"This thing seems to be similar to the one I got from the Fifth Channel Leader."
Ziyue couldn't wait to look at the cardboard. On it, there were clear mountain paths.
The mountain paths were winding, but it was obviously a map.
"As expected!"
Ziyue thought to himself. He couldn't help but take out another piece of cardboard of the same material from his backpack. After comparing the two, he quickly found out where the edges fit.
"It's obvious that these two pieces of hard cardboard are part of a complete map. It's just that they were cut into pieces and left outside.
However, it's obvious that there are more than two pieces of hard cardboard. The two in my hands are only a part of it.
Even if I put them together, I won't be able to find anything for now. "
Ziyue compared the two pieces of hard cardboard to the map and shook his head helplessly. He had no choice but to put away the two pieces of hard cardboard.
Looking around, Ziyue saw that the sky was dark and there wasn't anyone around. Therefore, he cast a Spirit Fire Technique and burned the two corpses to ashes.
Then, he sat back on the handcart and let Little Dog pull him back into the city.
After half an hour, Ziyue returned to his residence without a hitch.
…
In a forest, Zhao Lei was panting heavily. His face was pale and there was a knife wound on his body. It was so deep that his bones could be seen.
"What a Hall Master of Battle Hall. What a Yu Yong."
Looking at the knife wound on his chest, Zhao Lei's face twitched a few times, revealing a trace of helplessness.
Last night, he left the city in the middle of the night. He wanted to rush to Heaven Spirit County as soon as possible so that he could deliver the letter to the Lin Clan.
Little did he know that his whereabouts were completely under the control of the Nine Seals Sect. He was followed the moment he left the city.
With his means, although he was able to get rid of his pursuers very quickly, he was still caught up by Yu Yong, the Hall Master of the Battle Hall of the Nine Seals Sect.
The other party's strength was higher than his. He was a true second-rate expert.
Even though he had unblocked nine of his Twelve Standard Meridians, he was still no match for him.
If it weren't for the fact that the other party had been chasing him all the way, which inevitably affected his combat prowess, he might have already died at this moment.
But even so, he still suffered a blow before finally escaping.
"We can't stop. Otherwise, he'll catch up in half an hour at most."
After reluctantly applying medicine to his wound, Zhao Lei struggled to get up, intending to continue on his journey.
He knew that with the other party's means, it wouldn't be easy for him to shake him off.
"The official road obviously can't be taken. Only in this continuous mountain range can I avoid his pursuit.
Based on this calculation, the journey that would have taken two days might take at least five days … "
Zhao Lei's footsteps were firm as he quickly determined the direction. Even though there were many hidden dangers in the bushes and dense forest, he couldn't care less.
Suddenly, he lost his footing and his body instantly fell. After rolling dozens of times, he finally relied on the control of his strength as a warrior to tightly grab onto a small tree and support himself. Only then did he not fall into the incomparably steep abyss.
"It's really a case of misfortune."
Zhao Lei smiled wryly. Looking at the small tree he was grabbing, he was suddenly startled and asked doubtfully, "This is?"
On the small tree, there was a fist-sized orange-red fruit.
Even in the night, this fruit seemed to emit a luster, and a faint alluring fragrance could be faintly emitted from it.
"Spirit fruit!"
Zhao Lei's breathing immediately quickened. Almost without any hesitation, he directly plucked the fruit. After a slight hesitation, he swallowed the fruit.
He knew that in his current state, if he encountered Yu Yong again, there was no possibility of escaping. He might as well take a risk and try the effect of this spirit fruit. Perhaps there would be a turn for the better.
Roar!
Suddenly, Zhao Lei abruptly heard a loud beast roar from afar. Then, the forest shook violently, and there was the faint sound of flying rocks.
"Oh no, it's a demon!"
Zhao Lei glanced at the spirit fruit tree and saw a huge dent on the side that was obviously left behind by a demon guarding it. How could he not know the situation? Without any hesitation, he quickly climbed up and fled into the distance.
The spirit fruit that he swallowed seemed to have given him endless strength at this moment, making his body as light as a swallow and his strength skyrocketed.
He suddenly had an intuition that he had picked up a great bargain.
…
Since the last time he obtained a large amount of exotic beast fur and essence blood, Ziyue did not step out of his room for the next few days. Dealing with the fur, cutting it into talisman paper, mixing the essence blood, making talisman ink … one step after another.
When Ziyue really started to make the Spell Transformation Talisman, it was already a day later.
On the third day, Ziyue held the talisman pen in his hand, and it was slightly suspended in the air, as if there was a heavy weight pressing down on him.
Suddenly, his hand moved.
A stroke fell on an orange-yellow beast fur. The brush moved like dragons and snakes, but it seemed extremely slow. The talisman pen that was filled with talisman ink seemed to be able to penetrate the back of the paper, causing every stroke to be deeply engraved on the talisman paper.
One breath, two breaths, three breaths …
After a full nine breaths, Ziyue's arm made a stroke, and the last stroke of the talisman was completed.
The Spell Transformation Talisman was completed!
However, at this time, Ziyue's face did not relax at all. The spiritual power in his body surged out violently like a torrential river.
Buzz!
A lustrous light flashed on the talisman, and it quickly absorbed all the spiritual power that Ziyue poured in.
One, two, three …
A total of 4,900 streams of spiritual power were all absorbed into the talisman, causing Ziyue to feel a little empty in his body.
At this time, the light screen of the talisman on the table completely disappeared, and it became somewhat ordinary.
However, as long as one's Mental Energy was slightly sensitive, they would be able to easily sense just how boundless and terrifying the energy contained within this ordinary-looking talisman was.
"I've finally succeeded in making the Thunder Fall Transformation Talisman.
Compared to the Thousand Mountain Ice Blade Transformation Talisman, the difficulty of this Thunder Fall Transformation Talisman is more than double.
I originally thought that I would be able to successfully draw it after three or four failures. Who knew that I would fail a total of nine times, and only succeed on the tenth try. "
Looking at the talisman on the table, Ziyue finally heaved a long sigh of relief, and could not help but sigh with emotion.
After failing nine times in a row, he was extremely depressed.
"However, although the talisman is successful, to form a talisman, it still needs to replenish the spiritual power equivalent to the actual spell.
Even I can only draw one at a time. "
Sensing that the spiritual power in his Upper Dantian was about to be exhausted, Ziyue could not help but sigh slightly.
The spiritual power in his body was only slightly more than 8,000 streams.
With a flip of his hand, he took out a Spirit Stone from his bosom.
This was the only Spirit Stone he had. The energy contained in it was far more than a standard Spirit Stone, and it was enough for him to replenish the spiritual power that he had consumed in one go.
He intended to strike while the iron was hot and make as many Thunder Fall Transformation Talismans as possible.
Suddenly, he was stunned. His hand reached into the animal skin bag beside him, and soon, a small round plate appeared in front of him.
This round plate was the communication plate that Old Wu had given him previously.
At this moment, the communication plate was emitting a faint light, and there was a slight vibration sound.
The spiritual power in Ziyue's body circulated around the communication plate.
In an instant, the trembling disappeared. Immediately after, Old Wu's somewhat aged and deep voice sounded from the communication plate.
"Fellow Cultivator Bai, we will meet at the Ten Mile Slope in the South City tomorrow morning."
"Understood!"
Ziyue was slightly stunned. Ten Mile Slope, wasn't that the place where he had killed the two Nine Seal Sect disciples a few days ago?
It seemed that the Foggy Valley that Zhou Licheng had mentioned was in the South City.
However, he quickly responded and agreed.
He was looking forward to the trip to the Foggy Valley.
"While I still have time, I should quickly draw a few more Thunder Fall Transformation Talismans.
Just one talisman won't have much effect. "
Ziyue looked at the sky outside, and quickly took out another piece of orange talisman paper and placed it on the table.
Holding the talisman brush in his hand and filling it with talisman ink, he calmed his breath and concentrated his mind. Soon, his brush moved like dragons and snakes.
…
The next day, Ziyue got up early in the morning and walked out of his room.
Even though he had spent a lot of energy making talismans last night, he was full of energy and was in a good state with the help of the Spirit-gathering Incense.
Howl!
At this moment, the little dog lying in front of Ziyue's door immediately got up and followed behind him, eager to try.
Recently, it especially liked to hang around in front of Ziyue. From time to time, it would deliberately make some movements, as if it was trying to show off and attract his attention.
Ziyue naturally knew what it was thinking.
In order to obtain the blood-colored meatball that contained the flesh and blood essence of wild beasts and Exotic Beasts, the little dog could be said to have lost all its integrity and stopped at nothing.
"Go to one side."
Ziyue thought for a while, and directly took out a blood-colored meatball and flicked it slightly.
The little dog quickly jumped up, easily jumping more than two meters high and three to four meters away. Then, it caught the blood-colored meatball and swallowed it.
The dog squinted its eyes, and a trace of satisfaction appeared on its face.
Then, the little dog no longer paid attention to Ziyue. It shook its head and ran to one side on its own, without the slightest bit of its previous enthusiasm.
It knew that Ziyue would at most give it one meatball every day, so it naturally did not want to waste any more energy.