v2 Chapter 245： Ground level charm

The second hundred and forty-fiveth chapter

Faced with so many masters, Lin Xuan bowed his head slightly, that is, Tian Xiaojian, who fluttered and fluttered, and at this time changed his look of laughter, and the two silently came to a remote corner.

Although Lin Xuan’s knowledge is amazing, at the moment, he naturally does not dare to make it. He just looks at the surrounding scene with his eyes.

Soon, a familiar figure fell into the eye.

Xu Han!

The foundation-builder who is qualified with them.

He is still a red robe, coming earlier than them. He is standing respectfully behind a condensed monk, but the two are not like mentoring. They look quite similar, maybe It is because of blood relationship.

This is nothing strange. In Youzhou, the big comprehension family is not lacking in the masters of the condensate.

Coincidentally, Xu Han was just looking forward to it. The two men looked at each other and the hostility in Xu Han’s eyes was unrecognizable.

Lin Xuan’s heart moved, and then he turned his head to nothing.

Waiting for a long time, there are new monks entering the hall, all of them are masters of the condensate, but there is no one on both sides.

Time continues to pass, but everyone has no expression of impatience. After all, it is the cultivator, and the practice is the technique of raising the heart. This is still patient.

Oops, a slightly heavy voice was introduced into the ear, but the door at the other end of the main hall was opened. From the outside, a yellow-robed old man with white hair was coming.

Other monks heard their voices turning around, and many people’s faces showed a slightly respectful expression.

This old man looks ordinary, but the cultivation is in the realm of a fake baby. It is the head of the Tianmu school today, the dead wood is real.

The dead wood came to the front of the main hall, facing the smile and screaming at the crowd: "Welcome everyone to come to my Tianmu Mountain, please ask everyone to exchange the items you want to exchange."

"Good to say. Good to say."

Other masters of the condensate period also smiled, but there was no one to do it. There is no reason for it. The purpose of this trip is mainly the unique things in Tianmu Mountain. Otherwise, the trade fairs of the monks will be everywhere, why come here? A secluded place.

For this, the dead wood is also well known, just a polite word. After a little sinking, I opened my mouth: "Since all of you are loyal to your friends, what about the old man?"

"If you are a real person, please."

Lin Xuan's attention is also concentrated in the front, although I know that these high-ranking monks next to each other, certainly one is worth a lot of money, fortunately, in addition to refining the condensed **** Dan, there is no other outstanding use. As long as there is no one who deliberately finds a fault and fights with himself, it should be able to take it down.

Seeing that there is no objection from everyone, the dead wood man’s sleeves are a glimpse, and there are three small boxes in front of them. They are held by a layer of blue light and suspended in the air.

The Taoist mystery is amazing, but the one in the room is not well-informed. No one has ever seen a strange color.

The dead wood is a slap in the air, a white light flies out, the lid opens, and the fly out is a magical charm. This symbol is about half a slap in size, and the brilliance is faint, and the faint golden text on it is quite extraordinary. .

From the time of the low-level monks who are still in the agility. Lin Xuan has a close relationship with Fu Wei, which seals the spells, and the treasures that can be instant in battle are very useful.

However, the magic symbol in front of you is obviously different from what you have used before. Is it...

The thoughts in my heart have not been finished, and the dead woods have to open their mouths: "This is a meta-level intermediate symbol of the refining system..."

Sure enough, it is a level character, Lin Xuan concentrates on listening, but the other monks around him are mostly disappointed, although different from the human level. The top-level charms are rarely bought in the market. But for the monks in the condensate period, it is not a rare thing. There are not many people interested. "

The dead wood real people have all the expressions of the people, but the face does not show the slightest dissatisfaction, continue to smile and explain: "Although the sect is in the northern Xinjiang, the magic can not be compared with the other people in the seat, but in the Along with the technique, there is also a lot of experience. This seal is the middle-level spell of the sect of the sect, and it is 'in a thousand miles.'

“In the blink of an eye?”

The monks who were originally lacking in glory suddenly felt moving. The words on the dead wood were of course polite words. Although there is no Yuan Ying period monk in the Tianmu School, the Taoist magical powers are not the same, especially the martial arts used when the enemy flees. It’s a mystery, and the excitement is exaggerated, but if it’s not a realm higher than the other, or a special practice, this magical spell is displayed and wants to cut it off. It’s really not easy.

For thousands of years, I don’t know how many people have thought about stealing a teacher.

However, the Taoism of the Tianmu School is different. Although it does not have the obstacles of ghost power, but the state of mind is about entering the WTO, this is inconsistent with the general mysterious secrets and is not disturbed by the world. To be completely different, it can even be said that it is contrary to each other.

In other words, even if you don't send someone to get a thousand miles of law, you can't learn this secret technique.

However, the spirits in front of the eyes are different, and the magical spells have been sealed, and can be easily driven by a little infusion of spiritual power.

Although it can't be said that having this treasure has an extra life, but at least the danger is met, the chance of being able to retreat from the whole body will increase a lot.

Many people are already gearing up.

"Excuse me, who made this charm?" A black robe monk swallowed and suddenly asked.

Everyone glimpsed, and they all showed their expressions of concern. This Taoist friend is really very sensitive. You must know that the same kind of spells are displayed by different people, and the power is very different.

"It was made by the old man." The dead wood man smiled and held the charm in his hand: "There is no Taoist interested, only two thousand spar."