Chapter 912 The Pavilion Masters of Tianbao Zhenlong Pavilion

"Do you have any ancient books related to talismans?" Ouyang Dongqing felt that he had come to the right place.

He originally thought that Beizhou's resources covered the entire Wu Chi Kingdom, but now it seems that this is not the case.

Zhongzhou is Zhongzhou, and its heritage remains!

Even in just one business house, he can find a lot of things that interest him.

"Yes! Of course there is. Come with me."

The manager smiled happily. This was a big customer. If the business was done, he would also receive a large reward.

Ouyang Dongqing quickly followed up. Although Chen Mo smiled bitterly, he still caught up.

After all, he was the one who invited people.

Just when Chen Mo thought he would have to spend more spiritual crystals, Ouyang Dongqing shook his head frequently and said with some dissatisfaction: "I don't want these ready-made spells. They are all drawn by mediocre people. They are the same and boring."

"What do you think?"

"Are there any charms left over from ancient times? Or are they manuscripts left by immortals?"

"this……"

At this time, the steward finally understood.

No wonder!

The charms and ancient books that the other party spent a lot of money to buy just now are all broken items and have almost no use except for research value.

In this way, the other party is a talisman master.

What is wanted is knowledge, not finished spells.

The manager knew that he was thinking in the wrong direction, but he felt helpless at the moment.

"Two seniors, these are things that can only be found but cannot be obtained. Zhenlong Pavilion will also spend a lot of time to acquire some of them."

At this time, the monk who was standing next to Ouyang Dongqing and looking at the broken talisman also followed.

"Fellow Taoist seems to be interested in ancient talismans!"

"You have?"

"I don't have one, but I know where there is one?"

"where?"

Ouyang Dongqing became interested.

"Xizhou!"

"Xizhou?"

"Yes!" The other party's old god smiled on the ground, with a hint of control.

"How many spiritual crystals do you want?"

"A piece of high-grade spiritual crystal, I'll tell you."

"Headmaster!"

Ouyang Dongqing turned around and shouted to Chen Mo.

"Am I your father? You always ask me for money." Chen Mo rolled his eyes at him, but he still gave him the spirit crystal.

"Refreshing!" The other party didn't expect a piece of high-grade spiritual crystal. He just gave it to him. He was really rich!

"Say it quickly!"

Ouyang Dongqing glared at him and didn't even listen to the fact that Chen Mo took advantage of him.

"There is a secret realm in Xizhou called the Secret Land of Lingzhuan Stele Forest. This is the secret realm left by Immortal Lingzhuan. It is said that Immortal Lingzhuan established this secret realm to find his successor. Once you inherit his mantle, you will be able to succeed. Become the disciple of Immortal Lord Lingzhuan!"

"Lingzhuan? Talisman master?"

Ouyang Dongqing said doubtfully.

However, Chen Mo beside him couldn't help but frown.

The secret realm of the Immortal King? !

Song Yunxi told him that there are six secret realms of immortal kings in the entire Wuchi Kingdom, two in Zhongzhou, one in Xizhou, one each in Ulshan Continent, Chiqi Continent, and Pingdu Continent.

The Great Ten Thousand Transformation Secret Realm in Zhongzhou and the Huanyue Fairy Trail Secret Realm in Pingdu Continent have descendants, and the secret realms have also disappeared.

The remaining four were not inherited for decades.

But what surprised Chen Mo was that one of the six secret realms was left by the Talisman Master.

He looked at Ouyang Dongqing, whose eyes were shining like a wolf.

"Let's go now!"

"Now?" The other party smiled, "The secret realm of Lingzhuan Stele Forest is only opened once every ten years. The next opening will be in two years. If you go now, you may not even be able to find the entrance!"

As soon as these words came out, Ouyang Dongqing was immediately discouraged.

However, he still said to Chen Mo with some excitement: "In two years, you will accompany me."

"Why? You can't go by yourself? I don't want to farm?"

"Then I go back and I don't want to draw the talisman?"

really!

In Ouyang Dongqing's view: I came with you this time, but you have to accompany me next time!

"Okay!"

In terms of the entire Motai Mountain, the two people Chen Mo respects the most are the green and red snake demons, and the one in front of him is the one he has the most helplessness and the one he least wants to provoke.

The two of them were talking, and several people came behind them.

"Headmaster Chen! Long time no see."

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Nalanzi's face was radiant. He had not seen him for more than ten years and now he had reached the peak of Yuanying. He was only one step away from becoming a god.

In front of him was Xiong Ziyang, one of the pavilion masters of Zhenlong Pavilion and the lord of Kyoto City.

However, when he looked at Chen Mo, he just nodded slightly and did not show any familiarity.

"Fellow Taoist Nalan!" Chen Mo clasped his hands in his fists, "Last time, I had to thank fellow Taoist for giving me a spot. I didn't expect that more than ten years later, fellow Taoist still misses Chen."

"Nothing! This is all..."

"Fellow Daoist Chen, please come this way. The rest of the people are already here." Xiong Ziyang interrupted Nalan Ziju and told him to continue speaking, which would cause trouble.

"good!"

Chen Mo followed the current and followed a few people into the backyard.

At this time, the monk who had just earned a high-grade spiritual crystal from Ouyang Dongqing felt on pins and needles.

He never expected that these two people actually knew the young master of Zhenlong Pavilion! They seem to be very familiar with each other!

Nalan Ziju invited Chen and Mo to a separate courtyard, where the chief pavilion master Nalan Chunqiu was already waiting.

Not only that, several prominent pavilion masters from the entire Tianbao Zhenlong Pavilion have arrived.

As Chen Mo approached, Nalan Chunqiu stood up to greet him in person, with a smile on his face.

"Headmaster Chen! It's better to be famous than to meet!"

"Greetings to Master Nalan Pavilion."

"Don't dare to take it, don't take it!" Nalan Chunqiu waved his hands repeatedly, "The headmaster's words really frightened me!"

Nalan Ziju was a little surprised on the side. He only thought that his father invited other pavilion masters to hold a banquet, mainly to give them a few. But his father's reaction made him realize that this Chen Mo, whom he had not seen for more than ten years, It seems a bit unsophisticated.

But why have I never heard from my father?

"Headmaster Chen!" The other pavilion masters stood up at the same time and said.

"I am just a junior cultivator, and I am still a bit shallow in front of you."

"What the hell! Headmaster Chen is the best among men."

"You guys are really good at boasting." Ouyang Dongqing complained.

At this time, Nalan Chunqiu and others realized that there was another person.

"Cut off your supply!" Chen Mo glared at him.

The next moment, Ouyang Dongqing shut up obediently.

"This way, you two!"

The few pavilion masters of Zhenlong Pavilion did not show any dissatisfaction, and just regarded it as a small interlude to adjust the atmosphere.

This time, they held a special banquet for Chen Mo.

If the person brought by the other party said a few more words, what would happen?

This is nothing compared to the help he brought to Zhenlong Pavilion.

"Headmaster Chen, thanks to your generous donation, Zhenlong Pavilion was able to save the day from danger!"

"I just want to use your channels to sell something."

"The headmaster is joking!" Nalan Chunqiu said with a smile, "If you really want to sell it, will there be no channel for the nourishing pill?" (End of Chapter)