Waterdrop Survival: I can see the prompt

"Hey, have you guys heard that lately?"

"What is it, what is it?"

"The young master of the Spirit Talisman Sect was killed. I heard that the death was terrible."

"It seems that the murderer is wanted now, but it's a pity that I didn't meet it."

"You? Don't even think about it, the majestic young master of the Spirit Talisman Sect can be killed, just you? It's not enough for others to get stuck!"

……

At this time, it has been half a month since the last time he rescued the iron-eating beast, and Fang Bai was enjoying watching the scolding on the World Channel.

During Fang Bai's disappearance, except for the beginning, some people were missing the boss.

The rest of the time, it's all chatting and gossip from all over the world.

It is no surprise that there are beauties and beasts everywhere, and there are cheats on cultivating immortals everywhere.

At the same time, Fang Bai also learned about it on World Channel.

That little panda, I'm afraid it's really not a good thing.

Not to mention the Spirit Talisman Sect, even the ghost race might not dare to provoke such a guy.

After all, that little panda is an ancient mythical beast—the iron-eating beast.

What's more, he didn't find out until after rescuing the big one.

It turned out that it was just the nurse of the little panda, and the real parents were not sure yet!

"This is his grandma's, so it's not his real mother, so why are you crying?"

Fang Bai couldn't help complaining, but it's no wonder.

Being struck by lightning turned out to be only a minor injury...

No wonder he dared to come out and walk the rivers and lakes at such a young age.

The price of saving Big Bear is serious injuries.

Being struck by lightning endlessly, being almost fully cooked by fire.

In addition, he was also on the arrest warrant of the Spirit Talisman Sect.

"How did you draw this for yourself?"

Fang Bai took out an animal skin wanted notice from his pocket, and the person on it was Fang Bai.

As everyone knows, it was right after the Taoist died.

A group of people came to the Taoist priest, and a middle-aged man with gray temples clenched his fists tightly.

"Master Lingfu, the matter of your son's death may not be so simple."

"Mr. Ghost, you go back first."

The middle-aged man waved his hand, signaling a man beside him to leave.

Seeing this, the man couldn't stand any longer, and left in a hurry with the people around him.

"Son, back then I advised you not to get involved in the battles of the ancient clans."

"You must listen. Although the ghost clan is strong, the iron-eating clan is not vegetarian."

The middle-aged man said a few words of regret, that Shao Qingyun was his second son.

The talent is the highest, and the middle-aged man also plans to hand over the sect master to him after he abdicates.

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a white-haired person sending a black-haired person.

"Spiritual talisman."

The middle-aged man took out a white talisman, and saw that the white talisman was moving with the middle-aged man's fingers.

An amnesty slowly appeared on the white talisman.

Sticking it on the corpse, the white talisman disappeared in an instant.

Slowly, a picture of a person appeared on the corpse.

"Let me say, you, the young master of the Spirit Talisman Sect, only have two brushes."

After speaking, a pool of blood appeared on the screen, and at the same time, the line of sight turned to the man's feet.

"Give me a sky-level arrest warrant based on this person's portrait."

"Catch life, reward ten holy-level talismans."

"Come here with your head in your hands, and you will be rewarded with five holy talismans. At the same time, you will also be given the Heavenly Grade Kung Fu of the Spirit Talisman Sect."

"Those who provide information, if the information is true, will be rewarded with earth-level exercises."

As soon as the news came out, the whole world exploded.

A holy talisman is like a holy talisman.

No matter how bad the injury is, save the person directly.

Ten pieces, this is undoubtedly another ability to bring back life to any sect.

"These ten holy talismans, what a beautiful thing!"

"It's a pity, if you want me to hand myself over, that's not okay."

Fang Bai sighed, and then burned the animal skin in his hand.

He took out a book of exercises from his bosom, which was the heaven-level exercises of the Spirit Talisman Sect.

[Ling Talisman Record: Rumor has it that it was created by the ancient god of heaven——Shao ​​Mingcheng. 】

[There are ninety-nine and 81 kinds of talismans in it, and if you practice it to a great extent, you can draw talismans out of thin air. 】

[It is said that Shao Mingcheng, the god of heaven in ancient times, once borrowed this. 】

[With my own strength, I beat the ten Daluo Jinxians to their deaths. 】

[The talisman produced can move mountains, cross mountains, kill gods, and there will be no disadvantages. 】

Listening to the system's words, Fang Bai smiled.

"Then the ancestors of this spirit talisman door still have something."

"It's just a pity that in this generation, it's a little bit out of order."

Fang Bai opened up the exercises in his hands.

After watching, Fang Bai took out a yellow talisman from his pocket.

I want to draw it out of thin air, but every step is difficult.

Mental power, it turned out that half of Fang Bai's mental power was already spent for just one stroke.

It can be seen that the talent of that Taoist back then was not ordinary.

"I take back what I just said..."

Fang Bai was about to give up, but when he thought of drawing a talisman out of thin air, he would fight against the ten Da Luo Jinxians with his own strength.

If this is accomplished, wouldn't half the world be mine?

After thinking about it, Fang Bai began to practice exercises.

……

Leaving Qingzhou, which is full of wanted orders, came to Yizhou, which is close to the East China Sea.

At this time, the seal on Fang Bai's body has already gone through that battle and has become crumbling.

Another half month has passed.

Yizhou, which is to the east and slightly to the north, began to snow slowly.

This heavy snow seems to want to swallow the pedestrians on the road.

On the gate of the city, there are some people's arrest warrants posted sparsely.

"Shop boy, serve me a pot of hot wine and two catties of cooked beef."

A man in white greeted the waiter when he entered the inn.

"In that Qingzhou, there was that one swordsman who fought fiercely at the Spirit Talisman Gate."

"But in our Yizhou, I don't know if you have heard of the Daluo Jinxian who fought against the Four Kings in the East China Sea—Mingmo."

"Then today, we have to tell the story of Mingmo becoming a god and fighting against the four kings."

"The rich guest officials hold a money field, and the poor guest officials hold a personal field. Thank you everyone."

Hearing the stories in his ears, Fang Bai couldn't help laughing.

I can't stop wherever I go.

"Come, come, waiter."

"Come on, guest officer, what can I order?"

Fang Bai greeted a shop waiter.

"I ask, you tell."

After all, he took out a talisman that didn't look very smart from his pocket.

"This……"

The waiter had never seen this world before, his eyes were hooked by the magic talisman.

"Guest...Guest officer, if you have anything to ask, I will answer what you know."

"How to get out of the East China Sea?"

When Fang Bai arrived in Yizhou, he heard that all the sea terminals in Yizhou were under control.

All ships on the sea are owned by one person.

It cannot be said that it is owned by one person, but by a clan - the ghost clan.

"This, this is not easy!"

How dare the waiter in the shop dare to talk, this is a lot of money, but he has to spend it with his life.

At this moment, Fang Bai pulled out another magic talisman from his bosom.

The waiter's eyes widened, and he quickly pulled the two talismans over.

"How does the guest officer want to go? Where do you go? Even if I build a ship for you, I will send you out of the East China Sea."