Above the Immortal Cultivation

Jin Lan was elated when he saw Wang Lu with a bitter look on his face, but he watched Wang Lu walking towards him step by step as calmly as water.

Wang Lu also pulled off a storage bag from his waist and placed it on the table.

Two young monks in the late Jindan stage of the Law Enforcement Hall jumped up to the high platform without anger and picked up their storage bags respectively. One of the monks hit Jin Lan's storage bag with a magic spell, and it was golden. The light blooms from the storage bag.

The sound of "wow", "wow" and "wow" could be heard clearly. Thirty-two divine earth escape talismans were instantly piled up on the white jade table. Seeing this, everyone in the audience couldn't help but let out a sigh of admiration. Talisman Palace The other twenty-eight leaders of his sect were even more shocked. Jin Lan was so secretive, and with a super high success rate of thirty-four to one, he defeated the intermediate-level divine earth escaper. The talisman was drawn, and it was really shocking to the world. He was worthy of being the deputy master of the Talisman Palace, and he was also worthy of being the first true disciple of Fu Chi.

Seeing the surprised expressions of everyone in the audience, Jin Lan felt happy. He coughed softly. Another monk from the Law Enforcement Hall gave him a cold look, and then a piece of the same golden light shone from his eyes. Suddenly appeared from Wang Lu's storage bag.

The same exclamations echoed throughout the square.

"Forty-five!"

After confirming the quantity, the late-stage Jindan monk calmly spoke.

"Impossible! He must have cheated!" An angry roar suddenly exploded on the high platform!

Jin Lan suddenly jumped to the side of the late Jindan cultivator. After counting the numbers one by one, he picked up the Divine Walking Earth Escape Talisman and wanted to destroy it, but someone grabbed his wrist.

He looked at the monk of the Law Enforcement Hall who grabbed his wrist, doubts and unwillingness rolling in his heart. He did not believe that anyone could surpass him in the attainments of this talisman, and even surpass him by a large margin.

He knew that once these talismans were destroyed, his entire image would be ruined, and the situation he had worked so hard to create would be gone forever.

He sighed, lowered his hands, and said in a reluctant tone: "I now officially resign as the deputy master of the Fu Palace. I also ask you to find someone else. I am convinced of my defeat this time. I have the king for our Fu Palace." I am very happy to have such a talented Taoist friend like Lu.”

After saying that, he jumped off the high platform and left the square in embarrassment surrounded by several disciples.

Wang Lu calmly walked to the white jade table, grabbed ten divine earth escape talismans, raised his hands to the two monks from the law enforcement hall and said: "Thank you two fellow Taoists for your impartial law enforcement. These ten divine earth escape talismans Please accept it, I hope it can be of some help to you.”

The two looked at each other, nodded, each accepted the five divine earth escape talismans, and flew away without saying a word.

Wang Lu stood on the high platform, looked around for a week, and said in a trembling voice: "I am Wang Lu, a disciple of the Dream Sect Futang Hall in the southern part of the Western Desert. I am here to perform my skills for all my fellow Taoists today. I have made a fool of myself. I hope you won't blame me! I don't have anything else." What's the point? I just have my own attitude towards Fu Zhuan. I guarantee that all the fallen Jindan monks from my West Desert sect who have made contributions in this life-and-death battle will receive two gold elixirs every half month. Intermediate talisman. If it is a special intermediate talisman, it can be exchanged for one. If a senior in the Nascent Soul stage is unfortunately killed in battle, he can come to the Talisman Hall every half month to receive four intermediate talismans without any conditions. If he exchanges it for a special talisman, it will be two. , I will lead by example and draw a large number of intermediate talismans for you day and night. If you recognize my Wang Lu's talismans, I believe that I will bring you some unexpected surprises. "

"Palace Master Wang, I recognize you!" Just as everyone was thinking about Wang Lu's words, Xu Kui suddenly jumped onto the high platform, raised Wang Lu's left hand, and shouted.

Wang Lu was almost frightened to death by Xu Kui's actions. Following Xu Kui's words, "Palace Master Wang, I recognize you!" These words rang out one after another in the square, one wave after another.

But, in the end, what made Wang Lusheng desperate was that the female nuns in the crowd began to scream: "You are so handsome. Are you Xu Kui from the Dream Sect Puppet Hall?"

"Xu Kui"

"Xu Kui"

"Xu Kui"

The two words immediately formed a wave of sound, drowning Wang Lu in it.

Wang Lu shook his head in embarrassment, only to find that this guy was looking at the slightly crazy female nuns below with a smile as if he was "fascinating thousands of girls".

Wang Lu looked vaguely at Chen Ya'er and He Chan. He saw the joy in Chen Ya'er's eyes and the indescribable look in He Chan's eyes. Wang Lu quickly pinched Xu Kui's forearm, and Xu Kui Looking at him somewhat unhappily, Wang Lu pointed in the direction of He Chan. Xu Kui suddenly released a flying puppet like an extremely frightened rabbit, jumped on it, and never returned.

Later, Wang Lu called all the twenty-eight talisman-making sects in the Western Desert to the Talisman Pavilion. After asking them one by one, he was a little annoyed that only middle and late Jindan monks from the five sects could draw intermediate talismans. The assurance he had made so brazenly before suddenly felt as if millions of ants were biting him in his heart.

In other words, now in the entire Talisman Hall of Blood Battle City, plus Jin Lan who just failed in the Talisman Fight, there are only nine people who can draw intermediate Talisman, and most of them are common Intermediate Talisman. It seems that he is the only one who has been painting continuously. No wonder Fu Chi could hardly come out of seclusion as soon as he arrived at Blood Battle City. This was all because of him!

It can also be seen from the side that Fu Chi is loyal and righteous, which makes him immediately respect him.

Finally, Wang Lu kept six monks from five sects who could draw intermediate talismans and explained his own drawing of intermediate talismans to them in detail, from the classification of spiritual materials, the production of talismans to the details of drawing, and finally collecting talismans.

At first, the rebellious ones among the six did not listen to Wang Lu's nonsense, but as Wang Lu explained in a simple and easy-to-understand way, and his unique understanding of talismans and talismans, they gradually put away their contempt and listened with fascination.

After three full hours, the short-bearded, thin middle-aged monk in the late Jindan stage who could draw two special talismans among the six people respectfully clasped his fists and said to Wang Lu: "The explanation of the Palace Master is like a wake-up call, which makes me suddenly enlightened. I, Ma Ruodao, will do my best to serve the Talisman Palace and this war."

The other five monks also clasped their fists solemnly to Wang Lu. Although they did not speak, what they gained from Wang Lu's talisman making method was almost the most they had ever gained in their lives.

Wang Lu did not know that his explanation, which he had no choice, would create two talisman making masters in the entire Western Desert three hundred years later.

The six people were convinced by Wang Lu. After retreating, they all quickly returned to their residences and began to draw non-stop.

Afterwards, Wang Lu, in the name of the deputy hall master, called over the three Jindan mid-stage cultivators who were responsible for collecting resources in the Fu Hall, and ordered them to send him 300 copies of ten kinds of intermediate Fuling materials every half a month, a total of 3,000 copies. He was going to start paying for his wild words.

In this war, there were tens of thousands of Jindan stage cultivators who died, if not tens of thousands, and hundreds of Yuanying stage cultivators who died in the battle, if not thousands. And as the war intensified, the number of people would increase sharply. He had to do his best to work at full capacity until he was exhausted to death!

Oh my God, it's too crazy. This deputy hall master is better off not being the deputy hall master!