Painting of the Nine Immortals

Hanging high for half a month, Xinghui sprinkled.

In the dense forest, an old man in black was sitting cross-legged, as the old monk was settled, Baoxiang was solemn.

There was a piece of spirit paper floating in front of him.

After a while, the old man opened his eyes, and then he stroked his hands. The strange rune emerged and landed on the tricolor spirit paper.

Strong winds and thunder appeared, and the tricolor spirit paper radiated generously, illuminating the night sky.

But only for a moment, it faded, and the wind and thunder dissipated.

"Failed again."

The old man in black sighed softly, looking at the tri-colored spirit paper that was gradually cracking. He was disappointed and distressed.

Tricolor spirit paper is a precious thing. In his net worth, it is okay to waste a few sheets, but if you waste dozens of sheets, you can't afford it.

"Sure enough, with my current accomplishments, I can't draw a rune."

"Even with tricolor paper, it won't work."

The old man in black sighed, holding his messy hair in both hands,

Just as he was distressed, a bland language sounded, making him unable to hold back.

"Your approach is wrong."

A man in white walked out of the dense forest, his eyebrows glamorous and glamorous.

It is Lingxian.

Two hours ago, he entered Kunlun Star and landed in this dense forest.

After that, he saw the old man, because he wanted to cultivate the relationship between runes, so he didn't bother to say anything.

"The method is wrong ..."

The old man in black glanced at Ling Xian suspiciously and said, "Listening to your voice, it seems to know the right way."

"If I haven't guessed, you want to draw a rune with both wind and thunder." Ling Xian's expression was calm. He was a master of runes, and naturally he knew the correct way to make runes.

"Good."

The eyes of the old man in black lit up and said, "If you know the correct drawing method, please don't hesitate to enlighten me. I will thank you very much."

"Under normal circumstances, even if I tell you the method, you will not be able to draw runes with your runes."

"However, with this strange spirit paper, it is possible."

Ling Xian smiled lightly. Only the great master can draw the runes. The old man in black is just the master of runes. Drawing the runes is undoubtedly delusional.

However, the tricolor spirit paper is very magical, and using this to draw runes, the success rate will be greatly improved.

"You don't know the tri-color spirit paper?" The old man in black chuckled slightly. Before, he thought Ling Xian was a middle man in Fudao. At the moment, he didn't think so.

Don't even know the famous tricolor spirit paper, how could it be a Fudao man?

"I don't know." Ling Xian shook her head. Although he was well-informed, he didn't know every kind of spirit.

The tricolor paper is obviously a special product of Kunlun Star. It is rare to see it outside. He didn't know it was normal.

"This thing is named Shenji. It has three grades, three colors are low, five colors are medium, and seven colors are high."

"According to legend, there are nine colors on top of the seven colors, but that is just a legend and no one can see it."

"The amulet drawn with **** paper is a bit stronger than ordinary spirit paper. Drawing amulets can even increase the success rate."

The old man in black took a deep look at Ling Xian and said, "Can you tell me the right way?"

"You should fuse the wind and thunder runes first, not let them fall on the **** paper and then fuse." Ling Xian smiled slightly, the **** paper was fragile, and she would fail if she accidentally accidentally.

"It's that simple?" The old man in black stunned, did not expect the correct way in Lingxian's mouth, but just reversed the order.

"Otherwise? There is no way to draw runes, all depends on accomplishment."

"You're not good enough, you just need a little trick."

Ling Xian said faintly, "Try it, fail, you question me again."

Hearing that the old man in black stopped talking and took a piece of tricolor paper from the storage bag.

Immediately, he stroked his hands, and the wind and thunder rune emerged, slowly blending.

After half an hour, the Rune of Wind Thunder successfully merged and fell on the tricolor paper under the control of the old man.

Suddenly, Shen Zhi's generous light illuminated the night sky.

This time it didn't dissipate instantaneously, but lasted for a short time, then gradually dissipated.

boom!

A thunderstorm appeared, the wind rose, and the **** paper transformed into a rune, releasing the power of the rune.

This made the old man in black overjoyed and couldn't hide his excitement.

For any man in the Taoism, drawing a rune is something to be proud of, and naturally it excites him.

At present, the old man turned his eyes to Lingxian, with gratitude and shame: "I should not question your Excellency, please forgive me."

"It doesn't matter." Ling Xian's expression was calm. She was not angry because the old man questioned him, nor moved by the rune.

He didn't see the top runes, let alone the worst runes.

"Thank you for your guidance, and I will keep this in mind." The old man in black spoke in a deep voice, and Ling Xian's image in his heart suddenly became unpredictable.

Not everyone knows the correct way to draw runes, and not everyone can treat runes calmly.

"Do whatever you want, don't worry about it." Ling Xian waved her hand and said, "Do you know Xian Fuzong?"

"I'm dissatisfied, I'm the elder of Xian Fuzong." The old man in black smiled.

"Oh?" Ling Xian was surprised, not expecting such a coincidence, but this is a good thing.

At the moment, he smiled lightly: "I want to be the guest secretary of Xian Fuzong, can the elder refer me?"

"Of course I can. Although I am not the most powerful person in Xianfuzong, I also have some right to speak. It is a matter of saying that your position as Hakka Qing is yours." The old man in black agreed quickly.

"Thank you so much for the elders." Ling Xian smiled, and never thought it would be so easy to finalize the matter.

"I should thank you. If you didn't point me, I wouldn't be able to draw a rune in my life."

The old man in black sighed and said, "On the Fu Road, my immortal Fu Zong is the first in Kunlun, and there have been 13 masters of Fu Dao."

"Unfortunately, a thousand years ago, my immortal Fuzong encountered a strong enemy. Although it was not completely destroyed, the inheritance of the 13 masters of Fudao was snatched."

"Since then, my immortal Fu Zong has plummeted, and Fu Tao's strongest accomplishment is only the peak master."

The old man in black sighed. If the inheritance of the thirteen great masters was still there, he would not need Lingxian's instructions.

"No wonder." Ling Xian was surprised, he was a little strange before, why the old man didn't know this little trick, it turned out that the inheritance of Xian Fuzong was lost.

"No more, sir, please follow me." The old man in black smiled, took the rune into his pocket, and flew towards the east.

Ling Xian followed closely behind.

Seven days later, the two landed at the gate of Xianfuzong Mountain.

Looking at the rolling mountains covered by white mist, Ling Xianxing's eyes flashed with surprise.

Runes are endless here, and they complement each other, and are definitely laid by the master, and there is more than one.

Even he could not break it with runes.

"It is indeed the power of thirteen rung masters, and it really is extraordinary." Ling Xian praised.

"Haha, follow me, I'll take you to see the suzerain." The old man in black laughed heartily, raised his hand to condense a strange rune, and let the rune prohibition spread.

Then he took Ling Xian to the main peak.

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Cavan, there is no third chapter.