Above the Immortal Cultivation

Where there are people, there are conflicts. In the mortal world, it is called Jianghu, and in the world of immortal cultivation, it is called: strength speaks.

According to what Xie Lingyun told me just now, the current Fu Hall is led by Fu Chi, the first talisman maker of Shennong Sect, a large sect in the central part of the Western Desert. He is fair and has done his best to draw talismans. He has no other shortcomings, but he is old-fashioned and nepotism.

Anyone who can't draw intermediate talismans is arranged in a remote place in the Fu Hall, and can only draw low-level talismans continuously. They must reach a certain number before they can have a little rest time.

In the current Fu Hall, even Xie Lingyun can't draw intermediate talismans, let alone others. Lu Feng, who has been running outside for many years, has almost figured out the shadow of intermediate talismans, but he has never taken that step. Therefore, everyone in the Fu Hall took over Lu Feng's talisman-making task and let him concentrate on studying it.

Who would have thought that as the war became more intense, the trump cards of the two clans were constantly revealed, and the use of talismans gradually could not keep up with the pace of the battle. Fu Chi took the lead and worked day and night to draw talismans. The tasks assigned to Fu Tang were increasing, making everyone exhausted. Han Yu, who was in the Jindan period, almost exhausted his mind due to excessive drawing of talismans. If Xie Lingyun had not arrived in time, he might have died.

Xie Lingyun originally wanted to use Tian Yidong's reputation to talk to Fu Chi, but this person did not give her face at all and directly threw it to his eldest disciple Jin Lan to deal with. Jin Lan met Xie Lingyun and told her contemptuously that Tian Yidong was only responsible for the Refining Hall, and it was not his turn to make decisions in the Fu Hall.

At the same time, he also said that as long as Fu Tang could draw intermediate talismans, everyone could rest for one day every ten days except for necessary tasks.

Xie Lingyun was so angry that she went directly to the Refining Hall, but was told that Tian Hall Master had been in seclusion for half a year and did not know when he would come out.

She had no choice but to return to the Fu Hall and lead more than ten people in the Fu Hall to draw various talismans day and night.

Thinking of this, Wang Lu suddenly found a loophole. It seemed that Fu Chi knew the strength of their Fu Hall very well. Why could he accurately assign various talismans to their Fu Hall, causing everyone in the Fu Hall to receive new tasks soon after completing their tasks.

This puzzled him.

Since someone wanted to find something for their Fu Hall, he was not a person who was afraid of things, so he just did it.

This time, due to the requirements of the sect, Xie Lingyun brought almost all the Fu Hall talisman masters who could draw elementary and high-level talismans to the Blood Battle City, including Han Yu, Lu Feng, Chen Tang, and Liu Chun, four people who had just condensed their golden elixir, and the others were nine Fu Hall disciples in the late stage of foundation building.

There were more than 30 rooms. Wang Lu randomly found an empty room and entered it. It was empty inside. Except for a white jade long table and a white jade stool, there was nothing.

Wang Lu cast a spell towards the door, and soon, a white-clothed disciple in the middle stage of Qi training came into the room. Wang Lu handed the jade slip to him, and the disciple hurried out.

Half a quarter of an hour later, the white-clothed monk came back with five storage bags and handed them to Wang Lu respectfully. Wang Lu checked with his spiritual sense, frowned slightly, and asked: "Why are there only 500 copies of materials in each storage bag?"

"Senior, this is arranged by the eldest disciple of the Fu Chi Hall Master, Jin Lan, who is now the deputy hall master. It is a waste to give too much." The white-clothed disciple said with some fear.

"Hehe, what a waste. Go back and tell him that Wang Lu from the Fantasy Sect's Fu Hall is here, and you can let the others go back to the sect." Wang Lu laughed angrily.

"Disciple will definitely convey the senior's words." The white-clothed monk retreated with trembling legs.

The other party was completely humiliating him. The five intermediate talismans he needed were all 2,000 copies. With a ratio of 70 to 1 for the intermediate talismans, 500 copies of the materials could only make 7 talismans at best. If he was unlucky, he might not be able to draw any. He saw that the people in the Fu Hall were still exploring the intermediate talismans, so he used 500 spiritual materials to humiliate the Fu Hall and let the entire Fu Hall laugh at the Fu Hall.

After a while, Wang Lu picked up a storage bag, and under the spell, the materials for 500 heavy water gun talismans were neatly piled on the ground.

After a while, he completely calmed down. His eyes focused, and a set of heavy water gun talisman materials flew onto the table: blue chalcedony, red water chestnut fruit, bamboo root, Yinchuan water... a total of 48 spiritual materials.

He used his magic power to crush, calcine, decompose, and fuse them one by one... Soon, a set of heavy water gun talisman was made by him. Three hours later, 500 talisman guides had been neatly piled on the white jade table.

Seeing this, he smiled confidently.

A special talisman paper was attached to the table. Wang Lu snapped his fingers, and Mo Yin came to his hand. He picked up the pen and began to draw the talisman.

Three days later, thirty heavy water gun talismans were drawn by him. Each talisman flashed an abnormal black color. Before it was activated, the whole room made a series of "click" and "click" sounds. Wang Lu put away the heavy water gun talisman, and the room became quiet again.

Next was the Ruofeng Talisman... 25 talismans were formed, and the time was three days.

Next was the Jue Shen Talisman... 23 talismans were formed, and the time was three days.

Next was the Binding Demon Talisman... 10 talismans were formed, and the time was four days.

Finally, the Ice Thunder Talisman... 40 talismans were formed, and the time was two days.

Fifteen days passed in a flash, and the tightly closed door was opened by Wang Lu. He walked to the door of the senior sister and knocked on it. After a long time, Xie Lingyun rubbed her confused eyes. After seeing Wang Lu, she said in surprise: "Junior brother, did you succeed? It's only been half a month, so fast?"

Wang Lu took a look at her room. What made him laugh and cry was that Xie Lingyun actually decorated the room like her cave in the Dream Sect. More than ten pots of various peonies filled the room with fragrance. A pink, antique embroidered bed was located in the middle of the room. Judging from the way it looked just now, the senior sister was very likely to have just climbed out of the bed.

Seeing Wang Lu's surprised look, Xie Lingyun laughed and said: "I have been exhausted all these years. Now that you are here, I am completely relieved. Haha, this is my trust and recognition of you, my brother."

Wang Lu muttered to himself: "I should be completely relaxed."

Alas, the senior sister is still so lazy. Maybe this is all caused by Senior Brother Tian.

Wang Lu smiled and said, "I have made some achievements in the past half month. Let me show it to you."

"Oh, show it to you." Xie Lingyun said with a smile.

Wang Lu then handed her a storage bag. Sensing the five talismans in the storage bag, Xie Lingyun screamed "Ah" and asked hurriedly, "Did you draw all these by yourself?"

Wang Lu nodded calmly when he saw this.

"Hehe, you are really my good brother. Hehe, with you here, I think the master of the Fu Hall should be my good brother, so that my sister can rest assured." Xie Lingyun was excited and finally said what was in her heart.

"Let's go with my sister to the Fu Pavilion to hand in these talismans, so that Jin Lan, who is pretending to be powerful, can see the powerful strength of our Fu Hall. The disciples of the Fu Hall are too tired. We have not handed them in on time twice. If we still fail to complete it for the third time, everyone in the Fu Hall will be sent to the front line to fight the monsters." Xie Lingyun said with a hint of helplessness in her eyes.

Upon hearing this, Wang Luhuo descended from the sky. He actually dared to arbitrarily arrange the life and death of Fu Tang disciples. He was really looking for death!