Zhang Luo saw Brother Ji's face looking a little ugly, so he whispered in his ear: "Junior Brother Murong, this is the ancestor of the Yan family, and Yan De is his direct grandson!"

Brother Ji nodded, "I know!"

The old man surnamed Yan saw Brother Ji and Zhang Luo talking in low voices, and couldn't help feeling resentful. His grandson finally arranged to go to the main peak. He can practice here three times faster than other places!

However, just because of the appearance of this person, his grandson Hanhen lost such a great opportunity. Moreover, this person is said to be very close to the girl from the Wu family, huh! Doesn't he know that the girl from the Wu family

, but our Yan De’s fiancée?!

Now, Wu Yuqing has become a disciple of the Elder Pavilion. If he makes a breakthrough, he will directly become a cabinet elder without having to discuss or do any tasks!

When this day comes, Wu Yuqing will no longer be restricted by her family, and she can naturally reject the idea of ​​becoming a partner with Yan De. At that time, instead of congratulating Wu Yuqing, everyone will look at the jokes of their own Yan family!

"Junior Brother Murong, I am very curious. Haha, not only Old Man, but also all the fellow apprentices here are probably very curious! Junior Brother is only at the twelfth level of Qi training, how can he reach the intermediate level of Talisman Refining Technique?"

The old man surnamed Yan smiled sinisterly and turned to look at a monk not far away, "Junior Brother Zhong, when you first reached the intermediate level of talisman refining, were you in the late Gongji stage?"

"That's right!" The monk whose name was mentioned by the old man Yan nodded, and then said in a different tone: "It's just that I practiced Talisman Refining with my mentor in the early years. My mentor once said that this Talisman Refining Master is not just looking at the magic.

It’s about the realm. It is said that in ancient times, monks in the qi training period spent their whole lives practicing talisman refining, and sometimes reached high-level realms. Therefore, Junior Brother Murong’s talent in talisman refining is high, but his own realm is low, so it is not

Something impossible."

The expression of the old man named Yan changed, "Junior Brother Zhong, this is not the ancient times!"

"Senior Brother Yan, since things happened in ancient times, why don't they happen now? Junior Brother Murong's achievements today are due first to his hard work, and secondly to his talent! If Senior Brother has not guessed wrong, Junior Brother Murong, you are now

It’s only the twelfth level of Qi training, so I’m afraid I haven’t spent even one-tenth of my energy on cultivation!”

The monk surnamed Zhong is the only mid-level talisman refining master in Fengyue Sect today. He has unique insights into talisman refining. Now that I see Brother Ji, I naturally think of the time when I practiced talisman refining with my mentor.

The so-called colleagues are brothers. He didn't pay attention to the instigation of the old man named Yan at all. Instead, he spoke up for Brother Ji.

"Haha, Senior Brother Zhong is serious. I'm just more interested in the magic of talisman refining! Haha, I accidentally realized a method, and the magic of talisman refining has greatly increased." Brother Ji chuckled and cupped his hands in front of the monk surnamed Zhong.

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The monk surnamed Zhong smiled slightly and said, "Junior brother, you are so humble!"

"Oh, you two have a good relationship!" The old man surnamed Yan narrowed his eyes, "All of us here want to know, who of the two is better at talisman refining!"

As soon as these words came out, the monks around him were greatly disgusted.

Your grandson Yande has a grudge against him. Don't care about our business. Just say it if you feel unhappy. Why did you bring us all together? This Murong missile is only at the twelfth level of Qi training. Even if he has a good Qi training

Talismans also pose no threat to us. On the contrary, we can exchange some magic talismans with him in the future. After all, his level is not high. If he offers some good things, he will definitely not refuse.

You'd better hit a group of people with one pole, damn it!

"Haha, what Senior Brother Yan said is wrong! We have all heard about Junior Brother Murong's Talisman Refining Technique. That girl Yuqing has told us old immortals a long time ago that her Talisman Refining Technique was attributed to Junior Murong.

In just one year, Yuqing has been able to refine elementary and advanced spiritual talismans, with a success rate of over 50%. Famous teachers produce great disciples, and we believe in the level of Junior Brother Murong!"

"Yes, Senior Brother Lao is right!"

"Junior brother Yan, what do you mean by this? Just explain it clearly. Why bother dragging us along?"

Everyone said something to each other, and they immediately wiped out the face of the old man named Yan.

He looked in disbelief at the senior brothers around him who were usually polite to him. He was just a disciple in the Qi training period, but he made them stand against him?!

The Fengyue Sect is not as united as everyone imagines. The world is actually a word of profit. Everyone comes and goes for benefit. Whoever has a great influence on them is their friend.

Although Brother Ji's strength is far inferior to theirs, his talisman refining skills can help everyone. An ancestor of the Yan family, hey! We are not weaker than you, and you won't refine talismans for us. We must obey you.

Dry bird?

"Hmph..." The old man surnamed Yan frowned and looked at Brother Ji with a gloomy look, "Junior Brother Murong, since everyone trusts you so much, how about you demonstrate your talisman refining skills?"

After hearing this, Brother Chicken pointed at the other person and laughed. This move was very rude. If it were other people, they would not dare to do this. However, Brother Chicken was not afraid of offending the old man named Yan.

"I say you are worthy of being the master of Yan De! You look so much like me!"

Brother Ji said slowly, "At that time, Yande wanted to compete with me by name to win my qualification as an inner disciple of the main peak. Do you know why? Haha... It was because Wu Yuqing and I were closer! This is also

It's baffling enough. I didn't expect that Senior Brother Yan would be even more unreasonable than Yan De. The matter between you and the Wu family is your business, why do you have to involve me? Now I can't ignore it anymore, hey!"

"Well? Junior Brother Murong, what do you mean?" Yan De felt angry.

The matter of robbing the qualifications of inner disciples, Brother Ji said it so clearly, it was obviously a slap in the face in front of everyone!

"What do you mean? Hum, surnamed Yan, Wu Yuqing doesn't want to be the daughter-in-law of your Yan family at all. In terms of moral qualifications and poor qualifications, she is still at the level of Gong Ji in the early stage. Wu Yuqing is a proud daughter of heaven.

, maybe in fifty years, he will be a golden elixir-level monk. You want to use a marriage certificate to tie this future golden elixir-level monk to your Yan family. This is a good plan!"

Brother Ji and Wu Yuqing have been together for more than half a year, and their relationship has always been good. The two of them also talked about the engagement in their spare time.

"When Wu Yuqing first entered Fengyue Sect, he was already in the early stage of Gongji. You guys are talking about virtue, I'm not talking about him. At that time, he was only at the tenth level of Qi training. Five years later, Wu Yuqing entered the middle stage of Gongji. You noticed the situation

No, so he went around with coercion and inducement, and exchanged more than a dozen Gong Ji Dan for Yan De, which made him worthy of breaking through the Gong Ji stage!"

"Murong Missile, you are going too far!" The old man surnamed Yan shouted sharply, angrily waving his sleeves and slashing at Brother Ji.

Chen Jun and Zhang Luo joined forces to block the old man named Yan and shouted: "Senior Brother Yan and Junior Brother Murong are the people that the ancestor has designated to see. If you hurt him even half a bit, aren't you afraid that the ancestor will only ask you?!"

The old man surnamed Yan was furious, "Murong Missile, don't talk nonsense! My family Yan De and Wu Yuqing are freely engaged, you..."

"Engaged since childhood?! Hey, isn't it Wu Yuqing's sister Wu Yuwei who has been engaged to Yan De since childhood? If Wu Yuqing hadn't joined the Fengyue Sect, how could you have changed the marriage contract halfway?!" Brother Ji laughed.

In fact, most of the monks present also knew about this matter. However, this matter was related to the Yan family's face, and none of our fellow disciples would talk about it face to face.

But after Brother Ji made such an appearance today, it is obvious that he will be at odds with the Yan family from now on.

The chest of the old man surnamed Yan was rising and falling violently. This Murong missile made him very angry. Who would have thought that a mere disciple in the Qi training stage would dare to be so bold and speak out about the shortcomings of a monk in the Golden Core stage!

"What are you staring at?!" Brother Ji curled his lips, "Huh, you want to see my talisman refining skills, right?! Okay, I'll show it to you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Brother Ji took a step back, stretched out his hand and patted it, and three blank talisman papers appeared, floating half a meter in front of him.

Brother Ji sneered, and a pure white jade pen appeared in his hand. The tip of the pen was dotted with red vermillion and shone with light red light.

"Young man named Yan, watch it for me!" Brother Chicken shouted, and his handle drew countless strange runes on the three talisman papers, and then he waved the talisman patterns randomly up and down.

It also gradually emerged.

After about a cup of tea, Brother Ji suddenly pulled the talisman pen, put it back into the storage bag, pushed it out with both palms flatly, and closed the three talisman papers in his palms. As soon as the talisman papers were taken back, Brother Ji immediately closed the door.

Eyes, hands gently caressing.

After another minute or two, Brother Ji suddenly opened his eyes, and three refined talismans were thrown into the air.

Suddenly, a strange brilliance shone out from the spiritual talisman, and the rich spiritual power kept fluctuating around the spiritual talisman. The monks in the hall were dumbfounded, and at the same time, the monk named Zhong, the talisman refiner, opened his mouth wide.

"Hiss... Intermediate... High-level spiritual talismans!" The monk surnamed Zhong exclaimed, looking at Brother Ji as if he had seen a ghost, "Junior brother Murong, you... you refined three intermediate-level high-level spiritual talismans?!

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Brother Ji smiled slightly, snapped his fingers, and the three spiritual talismans flew back into his hands, "Senior Brother Zhong has great eyesight! Yes, these are three mid-level high-level spiritual talismans!"

Then, Brother Chicken pushed out one, and the talisman flew into the hands of the monk surnamed Zhong. "Brother Zhong, please accept it as a small meeting gift!" Brother Chicken turned around and gave the remaining two talismans to Zhang Luo and Chen who were standing aside.

Jun.

Looking at the mid-level high-level spiritual talisman in their hands, Zhang and Luo didn't even blink.

An intermediate-level high-level spiritual talisman comparable to the supernatural powers of a monk in the Nascent Soul stage?! Hiss.

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Chapter completed!