Brother Ji called him a flying magic weapon, which made him excited. The strange magic talisman in his hand shone "red", like a lantern, and was extremely eye-catching.

The red clouds in the sky slowly dissipated, and after a while, several people flew out from the east and west of the Xiao Family Fort, looking at Brother Ji up and down. Those flying from the east were naturally the ancestors of the Xiao family, Xiao Yu, and Elder Yang from the Lingnan Pavilion.

.And to the west are the three Nascent Soul stage monks, Changshan, Baiyu and Shicheng.

The two parties faced each other in the air, and both became tense instantly. The ancestor of the Xiao family and others stood in front of Brother Ji, protecting him in the middle, and looked at each other warily.

The three Ximan people didn't seem to be here to cause trouble, but they were just curious about the sudden changes in the world.

These six people were in opposition, but Brother Chicken kept laughing as if he had been given blood.

"Fellow Taoist Murong!" Xiao Yu saw that Brother Ji seemed to be going crazy, so he asked softly, "What's wrong with you?"

Brother Chicken laughed loudly, "I... I succeeded, look, look!" As he said that, Brother Chicken handed the magic talisman in his hand to Xiao Yu's hand.

"Hahaha... I'm getting rich, I'm getting rich!" Chicken Brother laughed happily.

Xiao Yu glanced at Brother Ji strangely, and then stared at the magic talisman in his hand. Suddenly, his face changed drastically, his hands trembled slightly, and his throat seemed to be knotted, and he kept swallowing saliva.

"What is this?!" The ancestor of the Xiao family also saw some clues, and when he looked around, he saw the red talisman's runes flashing, the red light dancing, and the faint flame lingering.

"Yes...it's a high-level spiritual talisman!"

The expressions of the other five people in the air all changed!

"Yeah, yeah, I'm getting rich. I made this high-level magic talisman!" Brother Ji patted Xiao Yu's shoulder hard, "Why are you so dumbfounded! Haha, I've never seen a high-level magic talisman before?!"

"No... I've never seen it." Xiao Yu trembled and respectfully returned the magic talisman to Brother Ji, "Fellow Taoist Murong... this... did you do this?"

Brother Ji curled his lips and returned angrily, "Is it possible that someone in your Xiao family can create this magic talisman?"

Xiao Yu was stunned and shook his head.

The Xiao family also asked the mid-level talisman masters to try to make this high-level talisman for a while. However, it took a year, tens of thousands of characters of paper, and more than 100,000 spiritual stones to make it, but they could not succeed.

However, in front of me, this young golden elixir stage monk actually made a high-level spiritual talisman. How shocking it was!

The ancestor of the Xiao family approached Brother Ji and whispered, "Fellow Taoist Murong, are you really doing this?"

"Nonsense!" Brother Ji chuckled, "After so many experiments, I finally succeeded in one! Hehe, these few hours were not wasted..."

Brother Ji is very proud. The power of the high-level magic talisman in his hand is extraordinary. If the estimate is correct, it can almost match the strongest spells of the late Nascent Soul monks!

Of course, the power is similar, but the coverage area is the same.

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Hehe, it should be about the same as a dozen late Nascent Soul monks being released at the same time!

Suddenly, the Ximan monks on the opposite side came closer. The leader, Changshan, also said to Brother Ji in a pleasant tone, "It turns out that fellow Taoist Murong is also a talisman refiner! Haha, he is one of the best in the world for being able to refine high-level talismans.

It can be counted, from now on Fellow Taoist Murong will probably become a blockbuster!"

Brother Ji hugged the magic talisman and shouted exaggeratedly, "Xi Manzi, what are you going to do?! Are you going to rob it?"

I'm only less than one meter in front, but I want to rob?!

The corner of Changshan's mouth twitched and he shook his head repeatedly, "No, no, fellow Taoist Murong, don't get me wrong, I didn't mean that!"

"Then why are you so close? Huh, you wanted to kill me in the morning, and you are making secret glances at me now. You are either raping or stealing!" Brother Ji took out a black box, put the magic talisman away, and put it back in the storage bag.

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Changshan was frustrated and angry. The young man in black robe could not speak fluently and was no different from a madman. But Shi Cheng, who was beside him, felt extremely upset in his heart.

This man has a crazy personality and is unreasonable. He hits and kills whenever he wants. His magical powers are almost not inferior to his own. But who knows, he is a Talisman Refiner, or a high-level Talisman Refiner!

"If he has a grudge against me, reveal his identity and raise his arms. Not to mention people from the Han and Four Kingdoms, even from us Western Barbarians, there are a lot of people who will come back and exchange my head for his talisman!"

When Shi Cheng thought of this, his whole body became ice-cold, "No, no, no, others can't keep him! I have to kill him before he becomes famous!"

Brother Ji lowered his head and thought deeply for a while, then waved his hand to Changshan, "Do you want to borrow my magic talisman?"

"Uh..." Changshan was stunned, and nodded habitually, "If fellow Taoist is willing, I can't help but ask for it."

"Hey, if you want to see it, I won't give it to you. I won't give it to you. I'll piss you off. I'll piss you off to death!" Brother Ji laughed obscenely, then leaned over and flew to Xiaojiabao. "I've been working on the magic talisman for a day.

He’s dead, I’ll go to bed first, if you have any other questions, continue chatting, don’t bother me!”

Brother Ji left as soon as he said so, leaving no face for the ancestor of the Xiao family and others. However, in their view, Murong Qi was completely qualified to get along with them at the same level, so some weird tempers were justified.

The ancestor of the Xiao family smiled faintly and turned to look at Changshan, whose face was ashen. He felt very happy. The six of them looked at each other for a while, and the ancestor of the Xiao family smiled and said: "Since fellow Taoist Murong is tired and has gone to rest, let's go down too! He caused it

The momentum is quite high, Xiao Yu, please go and stabilize people’s hearts, so that everyone doesn’t think it’s a sea monster coming to attack us.”

"Yes!" Xiao Yu responded and flew to the east courtyard of Xiaojiabao.

The five Nascent Soul stage monks in the sky looked at each other. The ancestor of the Xiao family and Elder Yang of the Lingnan Pavilion didn't care. They just looked at each other. Anyway, they would lose a piece of meat. After all, the other party is now deflated, and Changshan Barbarian's face is very beautiful.

ah!

"Fellow Daoist Xiao, Fellow Daoist Yang, it's getting late, let's go!" Changshan was so angry that he was teased by Brother Ji, but he had no way to vent his anger, so he had to swallow his anger and turned around to leave.

Bai Yu narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at the back of Brother Ji as he left. A strange smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he chased Changshan away. Shi Cheng did not dare to stay longer. He was the weakest and could not even enter the Yuan Dynasty.

Infancy. However, he does not have the top-quality spiritual herbs that have been used for more than 1,200 years as supplements, so in terms of strength, he is not as good as the ancestor of the Xiao family!

"Haha, Brother Xiao, it seems that your Xiao family has found a treasure this time!" Elder Yang suddenly smiled.

The ancestor of the Xiao family shook his head, "It's hard to say! I've shown my kindness over and over again, but Murong Qi was unmoved, and it seemed hard to win his heart. But since he has such a level of talisman refining, it might not be a bad thing to make friends with him!

Now the four major immortal arts, formation refining, and weapon refining have declined, but elixir refining and talisman refining are still at their peak. From now on, Murong Qi will have a brighter future, and I am afraid that even if he goes to your Lingnan Pavilion, he will be treated as a guest!"

"To our Lingnan Pavilion?" Elder Yang nodded seriously, "This is something we can consider!"

"Are you planning to rob someone?" The ancestor of the Xiao family was slightly shocked. Before I even spoke, Lingnan Pavilion really planned to intervene? Humph.

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It's not up to you whether you can keep it or not!

Elder Yang cupped his hands and did not deny it, "Everyone depends on his ability!"

The ancestor of the Xiao family hesitated and thought to himself, Hey, I have Xiao Qian and his daughter as bargaining chips in my hands. They are from our Xiao family. If we can take down Luo Zhongchao, are we afraid that Murong Qi will not stay? Lingnan Pavilion.

..Hmph!

Brother Ji flew to a courtyard in Xiaojiabao. As soon as he landed, he heard a loud cry, "You damn Murong Qi, you're doing those things and making yarn at night!"

It turned out that it was Fatty Luo who ran out.

As soon as this guy noticed something strange in the sky, he cheered up. Later, he heard Chicken Brother's loud laughter and planned to fly over to find out. Who knew that five powerful auras suddenly appeared and he was about to move?

My little heart was suppressed.

"Damn Fatty, what are you doing? I've learned a good thing, why don't you come to me?" Brother Ji hesitantly took the high-level magic talisman and threw it to Fatty Luo.

Fatty Luo caught it and called out strangely, "Intermediate spiritual talisman?"

"Bitch!" Brother Ji laughed and scolded, then took out a large stack of more than 300 spiritual talismans and handed them to Fatty Luo, "These are the mid-level spiritual talismans. Here, let's play with them!"

Fatty Luo laughed and put the magic talisman into the storage ring. But before the joy was over, his face suddenly changed, "Then what is this?!"

"This is a high-level talisman, 'Fire Devours the World'!" Brother Ji and Fatty Luo squatted on the stone stairs in perfect agreement, tapping the green bricks on the ground, "Fatty, I have an idea!"

"What?" Fatty Luo looked at the high-level magic talisman in his hand in surprise, and was very interested.

Earlier, he wanted to learn the magic of talisman refining from Chicken Brother, and he played with it for a while, but after practicing more than a hundred talismans, he couldn't even get a low-level beginner. This was not only a huge blow to Luo

Fatty's interest made Brother Ji laugh at him for a long time. Therefore, Fatty Luo regarded the talisman refining as a great shame of himself and never mentioned it.

As for Brother Ji, Fatty Luo still very much recognized his talisman refining skills. Others could draw more than a hundred pictures a day, which was already as high as the sky. This guy could draw one picture every few seconds, and he basically didn't fail.

It was like having a plug-in activated. Fatty Luo asked himself that there were not many Talisman Masters in the world who could be as perverted as Brother Ji.

Fatty Luo played with the high-level magic talisman for a while, but lost interest and handed it back to Brother Ji.

Brother Ji put the magic talisman away, thought about it, and directly sent a message to Fatty Luo, "Ahem, that's what I think. You said, my talent in talisman refining is very good, and my alchemy skills should be good, right?

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Fatty Luo looked around, wondering why Brother Ji was transmitting messages to him in his ears, so he simply transmitted the message back, "Your talisman refining skills are pretty good, but your sense of the breath of elixirs is not as strong as mine. This alchemy
Chapter completed!