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[Help] I have just started to cultivate, I have only practiced the second level of qi, and I have hardly learned a few spells. How should I fight with others?

Maybe it was because of his mobile phone, the moment Ying Bo saw the person coming, he really wanted to post such a post asking for help on the forum of a popular anchor in the live broadcast.

This idea can't explain anything else, it can only show that Ying Bo is seriously lacking confidence at the moment.

Pretending to be a magic stick, deceiving people... He has been immersed in this way for more than ten years, and he is familiar with all kinds of routines.But comprehension fighting skills?He's a real newfish for this one.

No experience, no way to follow.

"Tsk, it's a little troublesome." Ying Bo said.

"Little friend Ying!" Zhang Tianshi whispered, "Quickly stand behind!"

While speaking, the fairy-like old man wanted to move forward to block Ying Bo.When he was walking, he was still gesturing to Ying Bo. The movements were familiar to everyone in the Jianghu, indicating that he was here to attract attention, and Ying Bo ran quickly.

Before Ying Bo responded to his unreasonable request, Dong Dashao spoke out first.

"Hey!" He pointed at Yan Yan on the wall and yelled, "Which one are you?!"

Dong Dashao himself is also a "rebellious" character with his nostrils turned towards the sky, so naturally he can't see others being more rebellious than him with his nostrils turned towards him.Being pampered and spoiled, he failed to inherit Dong Debiao's honed experience in the world, talking nonsense when talking about people and talking nonsense, and he is extremely incapable of reading winks and reading atmosphere.

He made the first sound to break the stagnant atmosphere, the speed was so fast that Dong Xianglin didn't even have time to cover his mouth.

"Oh," Ying Bo thought, "I can't be kind."

The thought was fleeting, and the tall man on the wall moved faster than the thought.Ying Bo just had a flash in front of his eyes, and Dong Dashao was slapped to the corner where the wreaths were piled up, and was buried amidst the screams of pain and the sound of dozens of wreaths shaking and breaking.

A stream of cold sweat dripped from Ying Bo's forehead, and he didn't even have time to move the hand holding the talisman paper.

"The mortals should learn some truths now," the man jumped down from the wall, patting the non-existent dust on his palm, as if Dong Dashao who was blown away by him was such a filthy thing, "Shangxian said , Mortals don’t interrupt, don’t watch, don’t listen.”

Dong Xianglin, who was about to help Young Master Dong, froze, not sure whether he would end up with Young Master Dong if he moved now.

But a quiet exit seemed to be unable to save his life. Although he didn't have low EQ to interrupt like Young Master Dong, he had eyes and ears, and he saw and listened.

Dong Xianglin has been dealing with "strange people" these days, and his attitude has always been neither humble nor overbearing.This is not pretending. After all, he feels that as a capitalist, a person who plays the role of a big businessman in society, there is not much difference in status from these "strange people".At the same time, the "strange people" he met were all lawful and kind like Zhang Tianshi, chaotic and kind like Sun Pengxing, and lawful and evil like Ying Bo, etc. They didn't have the habit of indiscriminately attacking each other when they met, and even more so. Such an overbearing clause of "do not see evil and do not hear evil" will not be set.

At this moment, Dong Xianglin was facing the murderous intent of the tall man, and realized for the first time that he might have underestimated these "strange people".

Dong Xianglin was in a cold sweat, as were Ying Bo and Zhang Tianshi.

However, Zhang Tianshi didn't mention it, Ying Bo is a guy who is used to putting on a show.His complexion was very normal, and his expression was the same. He took out a meditation talisman and patted it behind Dong Xianglin, who had no body protection, so that the other party would not be too nervous and do something irreversible.

In the few seconds just now, he quickly made several decisions and guesses.

The capable second generation of the Dong family is the Second Young Master Dong. Since we have already shared weal and woe, we should try our best to keep it and leave a personal connection.

The person who came was the person behind Dong Debiao, the person who extracted mountain spirits from Mantou Mountain in North China and caused the trees to wither all over the mountain, the person behind Chen Erdou, the person who collected spiritual objects and monks everywhere...

Ying Bo suddenly remembered the information he bought from an information dealer at a very low price a few days ago.

According to intelligence reports, there was a couple of lunatics on Yuelu Mountain who said mortals, lords, prehistoric, secular, cultivating, monks, collecting spiritual things, the way of the sun—these are the only key words confirmed by the intelligence dealers—and other crazy words. After that, one of them left, and the other seemed to be left behind in Star City.The additional information provided by the informant was that it might be because of the particularly good nutrition in the psychiatric hospital. One of these two lunatics is more than 1.9 meters tall and the other is two meters tall. It is a pity that they were not included in the basketball team.

The mental hospital joke he said at the end was quite funny, and Ying Bo discussed it with him, and the two agreed that it might be a newly invented secret code by some gang on the road, and it was very clumsily fabricated, and it did not reach the point of being unobtrusive at all. Purpose.

Seeing this 1.9-meter tall man now, Ying Bo realized that the information might be true...

Doesn't the world of comprehension have that kind of enchantment spell that prevents others from hearing you speak?

Or do these people not care about the mortals around them?

Ying Bo felt that the reason might be the latter.

He took a deep breath, realizing that this good luck had brought him an opportunity.

Should the 1.9-meter tall man be named Yanyan or Yanyan?Didn't know that he already had a preliminary understanding of them.Using this information, he is sure to escape unscathed.

It depends on what price he has to pay.

Ying Bo took a deep breath and activated the cinnabar seal of the Meditation Talisman.While calming Dong Xianglin down, he also calmed himself down by taking deep breaths.

He held Zhang Tianshi's shoulders, pulled the old man behind him, was about to bow his hands in salute, and said something weak——

Seeing the meditation talisman he took out, Yan Yan stopped frowning.

Ying Bo only practiced writing talismans for two or three days on his own, and his current level can't even be said to enter the classroom, but the talismans he wrote are at least the talismans that have been optimized by countless talisman masters in countless big worlds outside the earth. The lines are simple, There is no trace of redundancy, but another direction of talisman path forward. In the eyes of an ancient monk like Yan Yan who has never surfed the Internet, it is a very remarkable thing.

Yan Yan has already had a preliminary understanding of the level of monks in this era these days. Even people like Zhang Tianshi who can't tell whether the formation is effective can be said to have a better understanding of the formation. It is conceivable that the level of monks is unsightly.

The water in the pool is shallow, there are many bastards, and crabs can walk sideways.

As a crab that walks sideways, it is the first time that Yan Yan encounters this kind of thing that makes him feel troublesome.

He narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice, "You...is this the talisman you wrote?"

When Yan Yan asked this question, she never expected to get an affirmative answer.

The kid on the opposite side was young and humble, and it didn't look like he could make such a modification to the talisman.Even if he is a genius, it is impossible for a second-level qi refining to produce such a great insight in the talisman.

It must have been a great opportunity, such as... the inheritance of ancient talismans!

Yan Yan's eyes suddenly became hot.

"Where did you learn it? Do you have other talismans? Take them out and show me!"

When he said that, the murderous aura around him also dissipated.The frozen bodies of Zhang Tianshi and Dong Xianglin softened, and the cold sweat they had suffocated just now gushed out like spring water.Ying Bo, however, faced a desire that was more terrifying than murderous intent. He pinched his palms with his nails to force himself to remain calm, and said with a smile, "Of course this is the talisman I wrote. As for where I learned it..."

Ying Bo paused and said, "I won't tell you."

Yan Yan yelled loudly: "Bah! You don't have to eat a toast and you're punished! Come here!"

Before he finished speaking, he pushed his palm, and a fire dragon roared out, and the billowing heat wave cleared the way first.

Standing directly in front of him, Ying Bo could smell the scorched protein smell from his hair curled in the heat. He clasped a yellow talisman in his hand, hesitating whether he should block it or not.

At first, Ying Bo just wanted to show weakness and coax people away first.

Although Zhang Tianshi said that this group of people is extremely vicious, Ying Bo has never been a person who makes judgments based on others. Compared with getting information from the state, he prefers to get in touch with this group of people himself.

If you feel that the person is okay after contacting, then let's make friends.

If you feel that you are not good enough after contacting him, ha, he is a hawk who eats black and white.

Dancing on the wire is Ying Bo's favorite, but even Ying Bo finds it difficult to dance on the wire with a shoulder pole that is heavy on one side and light on the other.

Now he has had a short contact with one of this group of people, and the result of the contact is that Ying Bo feels that if the people in that organization are like Yan Yan, it doesn't matter if they don't become friends.And Yan Yan's reaction to the talisman he took out was so strange that Ying Bo couldn't help but feel that if he gambled, not only would he be able to get out of his body, but the three people behind him would also be able to save their lives.

Did I decide to gamble to help them?Should park think.

Many images emerged in his mind, the dying boy in the black mine who was sick but could not get medical treatment, the poor man oppressed by corrupt officials who had no way to complain, and the man standing on a tall building in despair after being defrauded of all his savings by a phone call Middle-aged people are pinholes on the arms of modern girls in red street lights...

No, I'm not for them, Ying Bo thought.

The pursuit of excitement is his nature.

When this thought fell, the true qi gathered in his body.

The red light like fresh blood danced on the cinnabar talisman, reflecting Ying Bo's eyes fierce like anger.

He shook the yellow talisman between his fingers, and the next moment the yellow talisman shattered, and a crooked moon appeared in the air.

The bright moon exudes a white brilliance, and the moment it appears, it seems to gather the surrounding light.It is surrounded by strands of clouds, which are water mist condensed by the cold air emitted by the true qi of the sun, and milk flows like milk in the backyard of Dong's old house.

High-grade mortal talisman, stellar energy talisman.

Because it was inspired by the true qi of Taiyin, this qi also brought a lonely cold like a night moon.

As soon as the chill appeared, it comforted the three people who were scorched by the heat wave of the fire dragon in the backyard, and extinguished the wreath that Da Dao had lit on fire.The next moment, the white crescent rushed towards the fire dragon, the cold wind collided with the heat wave, the ice and snow and the fire rushed into each other, the backyard was hot and cold, and the light reflected in everyone's eyes turned red and blue.

Yan Yan had a premonition of something, and murmured in disbelief: "No, it's impossible..."

Nothing is impossible, the sharp blade artifact cast by the whole country thousands of years ago, will be as sharp as a laser knife made by the latest technology after thousands of years?

A top-grade mortal talisman that has been transformed to near perfection may not be equivalent to a laser knife, but the spell that has not been improved for nearly a thousand years released by an ancient monk who has only recovered to the third level of qi refining is also invincible.

In front of everyone, after a moment of stalemate, the icy moon blade light cut the whole fire dragon in half from the beginning to the end, and rushed straight towards Yan Yan!