Chapter 332 Fengguoxing!

Talisman drawing is to use the talisman pen as a medium, to integrate the talisman master's own magic power into the spiritual ink, and then lock it in the talisman paper.

This is where the problem of refining the treasure talisman occurs.

Zhou Xun's original magic power strength is at the level of the real elixir, while the talisman pen is only a top-grade magic weapon.

It is impossible to fully transmit Zhou Xun's magic power.

Therefore, after Zhou Xun finished drawing and the spiritual power circuit was connected, a conflict occurred, resulting in the failure of refining.

The requirements for quasi-third-level talismans are not so high, so Zhou Xun was able to refine successfully.

When it comes to the treasure talismans with extremely high requirements, the slightest problem will cause the failure of refining.

"Now it seems that if you want to successfully refine the treasure talisman, you have to find a way to find a third-level talisman pen!" Zhou Xun sighed.

There are very few third-level talisman masters, and there are only two in the Yunguang Sect in the entire Xu Kingdom.

There are few people, so there is less demand, and the corresponding treasures are naturally few.

In this way, even if Zhou Xun wants to buy, there is no place to sell.

Of course, if he went to find the two third-level talisman masters of Yunguang Sect, they might be forced to sell him the talisman pen under the pressure of Zhou Xun.

But the problem is that the two are now at the front line of Jinyuan Valley.

It is impossible for him to go to the front line of Jinyuan Valley just to force others to buy their talisman pens.

This way is naturally not feasible.

Then there is another way, which is also the way most third-level talisman masters do-customization!

Find a third-level weapon refiner to customize a talisman pen.

Fortunately, he has a lot of third-level monster hair required for the talisman pen.

As for the third-level spiritual bamboo required for the talisman pen, he also has a piece.

The materials are ready, just find a weapon refiner.

However, there are very few third-level weapon refiners.

Because those who can use third-level treasures are all Jindan cultivators.

And the magic weapons of Jindan cultivators are often refined by themselves, and very few are customized by others.

Without demand, there is naturally no market.

This is the reason why we go with the same trade wherever we go.

Therefore, the entire Xu Kingdom now can't find a third-level weapon refiner.

At this time, Zhou Xun felt the complexity of the matter.

"Could it be that I really have to go to the front line of the Golden Ape Valley!"

At this moment, Zhou Xun had a flash of inspiration.

He remembered a person.

The Hu monk who bought the quasi-third-level puppet in exchange for the Muyuan ginseng!

That person was able to refine a quasi-third-level puppet with extraordinary combat power. His weapon refining skills must be extraordinary, and there is a great possibility that it is at the third level!

"Why don't I go to Feng Kingdom!"

"Even if it doesn't work, you can look for it in Fengyuan City. Maybe there will be a ready-made talisman pen!"

After all, Feng Kingdom is not like their Xu Kingdom now. It has encountered foreign invasions and is still peaceful and peaceful.

But before leaving, Zhou Xun still habitually took out the small Bu Tian compass and told a fortune for himself.

"The hexagram is very auspicious, but there seems to be waves!"

"Could it be that this trip is not peaceful!"

Zhou Xun murmured, and finally decided to go by the incarnation.

Soon, half an hour later, a blue spiritual light flew up from the island in the middle of the lake, and then identified the direction of Fengyuan City and rushed away.

Fengyuan City is hundreds of thousands of miles away from Wangchuan Lake. It is extremely prosperous, with nearly 100,000 cultivators in the city.

If it were the previous Juntian City, it might be barely comparable.

But since Xuguo suffered from the beast tide and the invasion of Tianyumen, a large number of cultivators were transferred to the front line of Jinyuan Valley.

Today's Juntian City is not even half as prosperous as Fengyuan City.

On this day, outside Fengyuan City, various spiritual lights flew from all directions, and then fell ten miles away from the city gate.

This is the forbidden air ban of Fengyuan City.

All cultivators are not allowed to go beyond ten miles near Fengyuan City, otherwise there will be a strong pulling force that will pull you to the ground.

There was once a cultivator who didn't know the height of the sky and the depth of the earth, and flew straight in with a magic weapon, and ended up encountering a forbidden air ban.

Caught off guard, he fell straight from the sky and died.

After a few examples, the monks of Fengguo no longer dared to act so recklessly.

A blue spiritual light came from the north.

It was like a ball of lightning, with a low rumbling sound, like thunder.

A closer look revealed that there was a young man in white clothes in the spiritual light. The man was handsome and had an extraordinary temperament, like a beautiful jade.

Surprisingly, this spiritual light was not affected by the prohibition of flying, and flew all the way to the city gate before slowly falling.

"How can this person be so bold? Isn't he afraid of the prohibition of flying?" The people walking below were shocked and looked at the figure in the distance.

"Haha, the prohibition of flying in Fengyuan City can only affect the monks at the foundation building stage and below. If it is not affected, it can only mean that the person who just flew over is a senior at the Jindan stage!"

The knowledgeable person next to him explained.

"What, it's actually a senior in the Jindan stage," everyone was shocked, and stretched their necks at the same time, wanting to see the appearance of this senior clearly.

After all, Jindan cultivators have always been high and mighty, appearing and disappearing mysteriously.

Only those with deep blessings can have the chance to meet.

They can see him today, so they naturally want to take a few more glances and go back to brag to their companions.

Zhou Xun naturally knew what kind of sensation his appearance caused, but he didn't care.

No tiger would care about the noise of ants under his feet.

This was his second time to Fengyuan City.

Looking at the city walls that were hundreds of feet high around him, Zhou Xun secretly compared it with the Baiyun Fairy City of the past.

He came to a conclusion, it is totally incomparable!

On the city wall here, every brick has been specially refined, and combined with the engraved prohibitions, even a third-level monster will find it difficult to break through in a short time.

The two teams of guards at the gate are no different from those of the past,

Even the old man sitting behind the table under the city gate is the same as that of the past.

It's just that he was in his prime back then, but now he has a head full of white hair, and his face is engraved with traces of time.

At this time, the old man also noticed Zhou Xun who fell from the sky, and his face changed immediately.

He turned over and came to Zhou Xun and bowed to him.

"Junior Wen Renqing, meet the senior!"

And the two teams of guards also bowed their hands and saluted.

Zhou Xun smiled kindly and asked casually:

"How many years have you been here, young friend Wen?"

The old man was stunned at first, then reacted, with a look of reminiscence on his face:

"Senior, you have a good eye. I have been in charge of guarding the city gate since I was 51 years old. It has been more than 120 years!"

"Loyal to duty, not bad!" Zhou Xun praised slightly.

"Thank you for your praise!" The old man bowed slightly and asked immediately:

"I see that you look a little unfamiliar, but this is your first time in Fengyuan City!"

Zhou Xun was about to answer no, but remembered that he came here under a pseudonym last time, so he nodded.

"Not bad!"

"In that case, please follow me and apply for a pass token. If you walk in the city without a token, you will be sensed by the formation and questioned by the law enforcement monks!"

The old man said respectfully, and then led Zhou Xun to the table.

"Senior, please sit down!" The old man wiped the stool he sat on with his sleeve.

Zhou Xun did not refuse and sat down with a smile. This scene made him feel familiar.

The old man took out a black token, cast a spell, and then respectfully handed the token to Zhou Xun:

"Senior, please inject a little magic power, and this token will be activated and used. As long as Fengyuan City is still there, you can take this token to enter Fengyuan City, no matter how long you stay!"

Zhou Xun took it and hung it around his waist.

"Thank you, my friend. Here is a second-level high-quality longevity pill. I will give it to you. I hope I can see you when I come down!"

The old man was stunned when he heard the words, and there was a pill bottle in his hand.

Looking back at Zhou Xun, he was no longer there.

"Thank you, senior!"

He had low qualifications and was lucky to build a foundation. So far, he has only built the second level of foundation.

Therefore, he guarded the city gate for a lifetime and was nicknamed "dog guard monk" by other fellow Taoists!

Now, someone finally recognized his hard work!

The old man immediately bowed to the ground towards the city, and when he stood up his face was covered with tears!