Immortal Cultivation: Starting from Improving Spiritual Root Qualification

This woman is the female cultivator whom Zhou Xun mentored when he was in Fengyuan City - Wen Siyue.

Seeing this woman, Zhou Xun couldn't help but think of the scene when he first saw this woman (Volume 2, Chapter 101).

They also work hard to solicit work from passers-by.

It’s just that the eleven or twelve-year-old Hyacinthia has grown into an adult.

Zhou Xun walked over slowly.

"This fellow Taoist, come and take a look!"

Seeing Zhou Xun's figure, Wen Siyue began to recruit him hard.

Because Zhou Xun was using his own face at this time, but he was pretending back then, Wen Siyue didn't recognize him.

Seeing Zhou Xun squatting down, Wen Siyue was stunned at first, then overjoyed and hurriedly greeted him.

"Fellow Taoist, you are really discerning. The talismans I have here are of extremely high quality, the prices are fair, and you are honest!"

Hearing this, Zhou Xun smiled slightly and picked up a first-level mid-grade Fire Bird Talisman.

"Firebird Talisman, two spiritual stones!"

Wen Siyue hurriedly introduced, while looking at Zhou Xun expectantly.

From her delicate face, one can vaguely see the shadow of the little girl back then.

"Did you refine all of these?"

The moment his fingers touched the talisman, Zhou Xun sensed the quality of the talisman.

The lines are neat and graceful, and the spiritual power is full. It is indeed an extremely fine talisman. The person who refined this talisman should be only one step away from the first-level high-grade skills.

"Yes!"

"It is definitely a serious inheritance of Talismanism!" Wen Siyue said with a hint of pride.

Hearing this, Zhou Xun smiled slightly.

In just over twenty years, relying on self-study, she was able to cultivate the talisman skills to this point, which shows that she has really worked hard.

Of course, the talent is also extremely outstanding.

"Is there a first-class high-grade talisman?"

Zhou Xun continued to ask.

"First-class high-grade. Not yet!" Wen Siyue shook her head in a low tone.

I cursed myself in my heart:

"Wen Siyue, Wen Siyue, you are too stupid on weekdays. You haven't broken through the first level after several attacks. You will lose another customer!"

"The man in front of you has extraordinary temperament. He must be a big customer. You have suffered a big loss!"

Thinking of this, Wen Siyue couldn't help showing a hint of annoyance.

"Tell me about the problems you encountered while refining!" Zhou Xun said calmly.

"Ah" Wen Siyue was stunned for a moment, and then she reacted with a look of joy on her face.

"It's great that you are also a Talisman Master. I mean, it's great to have a colleague to communicate with!" Wen Siyue said with excitement.

Because of her background as a casual cultivator and without the care of her elders, Wen Siyue has never been able to integrate into the circle of talisman masters in Fengyuan City. She has been groping by herself. At this time, she met someone who wanted to communicate with him about the way of talismans, so she was naturally a little excited.

"You don't know, I have broken through this top level several times," Wen Siyue said eloquently, suddenly looking into Zhou Xiaozhou's Gujing Wubo's eyes, she seemed to be aware of her verbosity.

Busy stopped and directly talked about the problems he encountered.

"I've been attacked several times, and every time I draw the lines perfectly, after the spiritual circuit is connected, it always fluctuates unstablely, and then I self-immolate!"

Hearing this, Zhou Xun felt extremely familiar.

"Show me your talisman pen!"

Hearing this, Wen Siyue patted the storage bag, and a spiritual light came out and fell on her hand. It was the one he gave as a gift back then.

Seeing this, Zhou Xun understood instantly.

"This talisman pen is of too low a grade and cannot be used to draw a first-grade high-grade talisman!"

"Ah, that's the reason!" Wen Siyue slapped her forehead, showing a regretful look.

"That doesn't mean that my few talisman materials were wasted!"

"Do you have any other questions?" Zhou Xun smiled slightly and continued to ask.

"Yes, yes!" Immediately, Wen Siyue continued to talk about the problems she encountered during the process of making the talisman.

Zhou Xun answered her questions patiently until the evening, when the sun set.

"Okay, the problem is almost explained, it's time for me to leave!" Immediately, Zhou Xun stood up, straightened his robes, turned around and left.

"Ah, are you leaving?" Wen Siyue was a little reluctant to leave. This was the second time she met such a kind-hearted person who was willing to explain things to her.

As for the first time, of course it was the senior who taught her the art of talismans. I wonder if she will see him again.

"I still don't know my friend's name, how should I find you next time!" Wen Siyue shouted towards Zhou Xun's disappearing figure.

"We will see you again when we are destined, practice well!"

A voice transmission came into his mind.

But now, this voice suddenly made her feel extremely familiar.

Shaking her head, Wen Siyue sat back with a sense of sadness, and suddenly an object came into her eyes.

I saw a book lying quietly on her stall.

"This is."

Wen Siyue picked it up and looked at it, and was stunned.

It is the continuation of the talisman method she learned, reaching the quasi-third level of staggering.

At this time, Wen Siyue realized something and hurriedly chased Zhou Xun in the direction he left. After a long time, he came back in despair, muttering something in his mouth:

"Senior, it's really you!"

But soon, she became more motivated.

"As long as I continue to improve my skills and reach a high enough level, I will be able to know the identity of my senior. When the time comes, I really want to call him 'Master' to his face!"

At the same time, in Fengyuan Land, thousands of miles away from Fengyuan City, a white flying boat was speeding towards.

Standing at the head of the boat was an old man with messy hair and a somewhat torn Yuhe Taoist robe. Magic power was surging under his feet. He was obviously driving the flying boat, and his expression was a little flustered.

Behind him, two figures were sitting cross-legged, obviously meditating and adjusting their breath.

"Brother Hu, I can't support it anymore!" At this moment, the old man in feather robes spoke.

The red-robed monk whom he called Brother Hu immediately stood up, took over the position of the gray-robed old man, and began to control the flying boat.

At this moment, a gray shadow suddenly struck from above.

"careful!"

The old man in the feather robe immediately shouted. He didn't have much mana left at this time and could only manage to support a mana shield.

Seeing this, the red-robed monk's face condensed, he raised his sleeves, and a ray of red light flew out.

It turned into a fire sparrow puppet beast about ten feet in size and moved towards the gray shadow to block it.

"call!"

There was a loud noise, and the gray shadow was hit hard and retreated, but soon it rose into the air again and fought with the Fire Sparrow.

At this time, everyone also saw the true face of the gray shadow.

It turned out to be a strange human-shaped thing with an extremely ugly face. One eye was born on the top of the head and the other was on the chin. The shape was extremely weird.

The whole body is wrapped in black mist, giving people a cold feeling!

"Ghosts, they are catching up so quickly." Everyone was shocked.

"Don't worry, run away!"

The red-robed monk paid no attention to the fire sparrow puppet and activated the flying boat to escape towards Fengyuan City.

At this time, hundreds of miles behind them, an unknown number of such "ghosts" were chasing them.