"Come on, come and see Qingshui City with me."

"You haven't asked your seniors for their surnames yet?"

"My surname is Fang and my given name is Pengyi. People outside call me Tianpeng Formation Master. Le Xian praises you to the best of your ability. Do you two have a deep friendship?"

"Thanks to Brother Fang's respect, we feel like old friends at first sight."

The two of them walked around and talked for a while, but neither of them mentioned the formation.

"If you don't look carefully inside the city, go and take a look outside the city."

Fang Pengyi paused for a moment, and a round pattern of Bagua talismans appeared. Tie Tang felt that the scenery around him changed rapidly, and he arrived outside Qingshui City in less than a few breaths.

"Senior, may I ask what kind of magical power this is?"

"Supernatural power?"

"No, this is the way of formation. It's called So close to the end of the world. Do you want to learn it?"

Tie Tang said doubtfully: "I didn't see senior setting up the formation just now..."

"Hahahaha~" Fang Pengyi raised his head and laughed.

"What do you think the formation is? Can it only be fixed in one place?"

"Isn't it?"

Fang Pengyi shook his head and pointed at his feet: "My left foot measures the sky, and my right foot measures the sky. The vastness of the world is only between my feet."

Purple light appeared in Tie Tang's eyes. He looked carefully and realized that the light blue moiré cloth shoes on his feet were unusual.

"This is...two formations?"

"Yes, these shoes of mine are two formations. If you don't have money to buy wine, you can also pawn them to get some wine money."

"Awesome!" Tie Tang admired him sincerely.

Attributing the external force of the formation to himself, his strength has increased by an unknown amount, and he will naturally have an advantage in a fight.

And the shoes can be engraved with formations, what about the robes?

The more Tie Tang looked at it, the more mysterious it became. He even felt that Fang Pengyi's skin all over his body, and even his black hair, might have been covered with formations.

This is too scary!

"Want to learn?" Fang Pengyi asked again.

Tie Tang pondered for a moment and said slowly: "Tie's rise to the present has only been short-lived. To achieve what he has achieved now is a matter of luck.

If you continue to focus on the talismans and formations, you will be distracted and unable to do anything."

He truthfully stated his inner thoughts, without concealing or perfunctoryly speaking. At least in a short period of time, he really would not touch other heretics.

Fang Pengyi has obviously heard this kind of thing a lot. Tie Tang is not the only one in the world who has this idea. The more talented he is, the more confident he is in himself.

In the eyes of many people, talismans and formations are just external objects, so how can they be more cost-effective than having the great power returned to oneself?

That is something that no one can take away.

"Don't worry, I still have some years left to live. Even if you are at your peak, you can't keep making progress.

After you reach the fairyland, you will eventually slow down.

By then you may understand the benefits of the formation."

Tie Tang opened his mouth, but still didn't say anything.

"Okay, let's not talk about this for now. I heard that you used the method of blood sacrifice to draw the lightning-repelling spell, and its power is amazing, far beyond ordinary.

Can you draw one in front of me?"

"What's so difficult about this?" Tie Tang agreed without thinking, and then took out the blank yellow talisman and cinnabar that Fang Lexian had given him before.

Then use the left palm as an inkstone, squeeze out a little blood, add cinnabar and grind it, and then take out a wolf-hair pen to draw symbols out of thin air.

The restless little Pixiu also calmed down at this time, watching Tie Tang paint blankly, and occasionally giving "pointers".

"The painting is really ugly."

"Your handwriting is really not that good."

"Every word is like the person it is, I will not deceive the ancients sincerely."

"Hasn't this been painted before? What are you scribbling on there? Do you know how to do it?"

.......

Tie Tang ignored little Pixiu's nagging and conscientiously drew a thunder exorcism spell from beginning to end.

At the end, when the talisman is about to take shape, arcs of electricity flash around the body, the yellow talisman shakes without wind, and an aura that frightens ghosts and monsters is emitted.

When Fang Pengyi saw this scene, his pupils suddenly shrank and his hands clenched subconsciously.

He has drawn countless talismans in his life, so he naturally knows what this scene means.

"The method of blood sacrifice..."

"Senior, that's it."

Tie Tang stopped writing, the yellow talisman floated in front of him, and thunder arcs continued to swim around him.

"Calling Thunder!" Fang Pengyi had roughly guessed the power of this talisman, but still wanted to see it with his own eyes.

Tie Tang did everything he could, holding the seals with his hands and chanting the Taoist secrets, just like using the talisman for the first time, and once again controlled the thunder with the help of the talisman he drew.

Boom!

Accompanied by the terrifying dark clouds and sky, mighty thunder fell from the sky, directly cutting off a small part of a mountain in the distance.

The vision attracted the attention of everyone in Qingshui City. Figures and spiritual consciousness were running and spreading from the city, wanting to find out.

However, Tie Tang and his wife, who were not far outside the city, seemed to be ignored, and no one noticed.

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"Senior, how do I feel about my talisman?" Tie Tang was somewhat proud. After all, this was his second time drawing a talisman.

Fang Pengyi frowned and said after a while: "I can't tell what your talent for drawing talismans is.

But there is one thing——

Your blood is really powerful!"

The joy on Tie Tang's face disappeared, and he didn't understand what the other party meant.

"The physical body of this younger generation is indeed somewhat different. Is there something wrong with it?"

"There's no problem, but there are some things that I can't see through. You can draw such a powerful lightning-repelling spell, but do you know which path you are taking?"

"When I was exorcising the talisman, a voice from the Great Dao came with an edict."

Fang Pengyi nodded repeatedly: "That's right!"

"Others don't come here because they see you, but because they see the strength of your bloodline. Do you know what this means?"

Tie Tang shook his head.

How did he know the twists and turns here? He was obviously taking the third path of mutual help, but there was a thunderous general who came according to the order.

He had not figured out the reason for this before.

Tie Tang couldn't figure it out. As a master of formations and a master of talismans, Fang Pengyi naturally knew the reason.

Fang Pengyi shook his hands, and a stack of yellow talismans and cinnabar appeared in his hands. With just a few strokes, he easily sketched out a talisman.

He put the talisman into Tietang's hand, pointed at the lines on it and explained it carefully.

"The first way to control the thunder is to summon the generals with an edict. The attitudes of the thunder generals will naturally be different for different levels of edicts.

The power of a mere thunder-dispelling spell in your hand is more powerful than mine, which shows that the order issued by the thunder general is of a very high level.

At least it is at the same level as the Dao Sect Dangmo Tianzun, maybe even higher!

As for this level of edicts and Lei Han, not even the Taiyi disciples, the number one sect in the world, can mobilize them.

Your blood... is very different, very different. This may not be a good thing, it may bring disaster to you."

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