Cultivation Began Three Years Ago

It was nearly one o'clock in the morning, and Xu Che walked back to the tavern along the cold street under the hazy moonlight.

The environment is dark and simple, and the atmosphere is cold and chilling. On the scattered wine tables, wax oil lamps and candles are flickering, reflecting a thin figure.

When the young man came to the counter, the dharmakaya raised his head, and the two looked at each other, without saying a word, the dharmakaya dissipated in an instant.

Xu Che sat on the gray wooden chair, retracted his back, he could feel the blood in his body, and it suddenly stopped leaking out.

Considering that today's actions are too big and the situation is serious, it is difficult to cover up.

The youth will inform Yu Hebo of everything that happened through text messages.

However, he waited for a long time, but did not receive a reply from the old man, so he had no choice but to give up and put this matter aside for the time being.

Taking out the star sand from his bosom, Xu Che had already made a plan, half of it was used to carve talismans to increase its power; the other half was cast into dust bones to improve its quality.

With his current level of talisman making, with the blessing of the peak of Foundation Establishment and the support of Star Sand. The talisman paper for calligraphy and painting should not be much different from the talisman left behind by the old demon who concentrated his hard work for the rest of his life.

Regarding the teleportation spell it left behind, Xu Che had to admit that it was indeed a good weapon for assassination.

"The night is quiet, it's a pity if you don't draw a talisman on such a beautiful day."

With this in mind, the young man took out a stack of talisman paper, Langhao pen, and inkstone from the storage ring.

As the heart moved with his thoughts, bright blood dripped from the fingertips onto the inkstone, but unfortunately, the talisman paper could not withstand the blood essence, otherwise Xu Che would use it as a talisman, and the effect would be even better.

The young man pinches the French seal with his left hand, and holds a pen in his right hand soaked in blood, with spiritual power entwining the pen tip.

"God burns with ink, exorcises evil spirits and binds evil spirits. Now I have supernatural powers, and the law will come down, and ten thousand ghosts will hide."

Following his soft drink, the mysterious runes were engraved on the talisman paper, which seemed to be burning, exuding a dark golden dazzling light.

Massive spiritual power poured into it crazily, and the talismans became brighter and brighter, and there was a terrifying throbbing.

Xu Che realized that the critical moment was coming, and cast a spell with his left hand again, controlling a small amount of star sand to float into the air.

Release Dao Yan to incinerate and refine, and the star sand slowly fades away impurities, turning into a silver-gray boiling liquid, surrounded by strange phantoms of stars.

"despair!"

"despair!"

"despair!"

The liquid essence dripped and splashed on the dark golden runes, and the two reacted violently in an instant, blending with each other, sublimating the power of the runes to the extreme.

Not long after, the flames were extinguished, and the star sand was completely melted into the talisman paper.

When the fluctuation of spiritual power dissipated and the light of the talisman faded, Xu Che looked excited and whispered to himself, "It's done."

He couldn't wait to hold it in his hand to examine it, and found that the quality was excellent, and the power contained in it was faintly stronger than the level of the spell he cast himself.

If there is no increase in the star sand, the talismans he portrays are usually due to wear and tear due to long-term storage, poor talisman paper, etc., resulting in the final power of only 80% of the original body.

"It's really good, good guy, this auction is not in vain." Xu Che couldn't help but sighed.

The talisman that is being made right now is called Suiyue, and it is a gold-type Taoist method. It has extremely powerful killing power, and can summon 108 sword qi to descend from the sky to suppress and kill all enemies.

It is the strongest talisman he has so far, except for the talisman left by the old demon.

In this regard, Xu Che readily accepted the gap. After all, the old man's hundreds of years of experience had been painstakingly refined, and it was only normal that it would be difficult to catch up for a while.

Then, he applied a layer of golden light to seal the talisman, so that its power would remain at its peak within a few years.

The remaining gravel can be refined into about four pieces, which is just enough to prepare the Taoism of the Five Elements series.

Xu Che cooked it according to the law, the spiritual power in his body receded like a tide, and there was a trace of exhaustion on his face.

The four talismans of 'Wanmu', 'Zhenhai', 'Yanxiao', and 'Lingshan' came out one after another, half of the star sand was exhausted, and the young man put the talisman into the ring with satisfaction, and kept it for future use.

"call--"

Xu Che made some adjustments to clear away distracting thoughts. The pores of his body absorbed the aura from the heaven and the earth, and he quickly recovered. He is about to sacrifice the bones of the dust to make it even more deadly.

During this period, the young man released the dao fire and slowly tempered the star sand. It took about two hours before he officially started.

Dust bone was suspended in mid-air, Xu Che touched the spine and blade of the sword, his eyes revealed a soft light.

In the end, he decided to cast star sand on the blade of the sword, and without hesitation, he directly took out a few drops of blood essence from his heart, and melted it with the boiling silver-gray liquid.

Immediately afterwards, without the slightest delay, Xu Che manipulated the liquid, and slowly covered the blade, embedding with bloody lines.

Immediately, scarlet and silver-gray rays of light shot out, and the sword energy overflowed, becoming more pure.

With the master's essence and blood as a guide, Chen Gu, who is extremely spiritual, does not reject this training.

A new sword pattern was born very soon. Between the blood-red lines, there are traces of elegant silver-gray lines, and the two complement each other perfectly.

After cooling down, the young man held the sword in his hand, and he could clearly feel that Chen Gu had undergone an astonishing change. He reckoned that the power had increased by at least a few percent, which could be regarded as an increase in his own combat power.

All the hard work was worth it, Xu Che showed a knowing smile.

Li Tian's dawn is not far away, he intends to let the dust bones absorb the first ray of purple air at the moment of dawn, and become more integrated.

The earth gradually woke up, and a ray of morning light broke the silence of the night.

Thousands of meters above the tavern, Xu Che stepped on light clouds, and a dark long sword quietly hovered beside him, greedily sucking the purple air of the rising sun.

The next day, the aftermath of the great war was known to many martial arts families and other forces.

Those who were well-informed felt terrified. The Deadwood Tavern fought alone against the three major firms. Not only did they retreat completely, but they also went deep into the opponent's stronghold and beheaded the leader. It was too crazy and shocking.

Although some aristocratic families were unwilling to believe such exaggerated facts, they didn't realize that all of this was true until they took in the fleeing warriors!

All of a sudden, all the major forces kept their distance from this declining tavern, and restrained their minions one after another. The cannibalization plan that was originally planned to be launched was completely abandoned!

'Wugou', 'Breaking Dawn', in the face of the sudden death of the leader, there are still grandmasters who can't come out, and the masters who are enough to rule the roost sit in the headquarters to appease the hunter's emotions and prevent them from collapsing overnight.

But it was hard to hide the decline, and a large number of warriors left.

The most miserable one was the "Twilight Office". Hundreds of people witnessed the three leaders being suppressed and killed by mysterious people one after another. They were terrified and fled like defeated dogs.

No one dared to stop the huge organization, and the base was destroyed and buried deep in the mountains.

Many high-level hunters changed their appearances and joined the martial arts family to become enshrined; or they left this land of right and wrong.

Faintly, the Deadwood Tavern - this declining force, has been silent for half a century, as if reborn from Nirvana, and once again became Yan Hong's underground overlord.