Chapter 1372 Old People Arrive

Fang Jincheng nodded repeatedly and said flatteringly: "That's natural! With the talent of the sect leader, he is the most top-notch existence no matter which avenue he practices."

Fang Xingkong was naturally very pleased with this, and said proudly: "Let's go, find a place to stay first, and then go see what the so-called magic talisman is like?"

The three of them headed into the city, looking for a place to stay.

And just when they left, several more figures appeared at the city gate.

The leader was a beautiful woman wearing a veil. If Fang Chen was here, he would definitely be able to sense who it was.

That was Lan Xin Yuwei who was let go after being planted with a slave mark by herself in the Cave of Gods and Demons.

After they parted ways, Lan Xinyuwei's appearance and temperament were even more stunning than before. Just the exposed pair of gorgeous eyes caught the attention of many people.

In addition to several female guards following Lan Xinyuwei, there was also an old man.

The old man's waist was already bent, and he was also carrying a huge turtle shell-like object on his back, which looked quite heavy.

However, his steps were quite steady, and his sharp eyes kept scanning the crowd, alert to the surroundings.

Lan Xinyuwei was smiling, looking very happy and a little impatient.

At this time, the old man said: "Little princess, is that human monk really here?"

"right."

Lan Xinyuwei nodded without any hesitation: "There is absolutely nothing wrong with this. If the master coughs, I will not feel it if Young Master Fang is not here."

For some reason, since she was given the slave mark, her hatred for Fang Chen has slowly decreased instead of deepening, and she even looks forward to meeting him.

Because of this, after sensing Fang Chen's location, she couldn't wait to come to Qingjing to look for Fang Chen.

The old man nodded and said: "In that case, let's go find him now and let him unlock the slave mark in your body."

The Cihuang of the slave print in Lan Xinyuwei's body didn't know about it. She only told the person she trusted the most, that is, the old man in front of her, Lan Xinrong.

Hearing Lan Xinrong's words, Lan Xinyuwei didn't seem to be in a hurry: "Oh, Grandpa Rong, don't be anxious. I have completed the task given to me by Young Master Fang. My emperor promised to join forces vertically and horizontally, but he will never take action. And he also Bring him information about the Zongheng people, and based on this alone, he will definitely unlock the slave seal for me."

Lan Xinrong, that is, Lan Xinrong, felt very helpless when he saw the little princess so proud.

Despite the involvement of the Zongheng people, the Huaci Clan had no intention of joining the siege against the human race.

It's just that Emperor Hua Ci also knew the tactics of Zongheng people, so he agreed on the surface, but he listened to the instructions rather than the announcement. The Hua Ci God Clan decided for themselves whether to take action or not.

Zongheng also knows that the Huaci Divine Clan is not as weak as other peripheral races, nor is it talkative.

Of course, the Huaci God Clan has also made a decision. Whether or not to take action at that time depends on the situation on the human race.

If the human race is defeated, then no one can blame them for taking advantage of the situation.

Other races that were originally neutral also had the same plan after being mixed up vertically and horizontally.

Lan Xinyuwei said: "Not long after, there will be a masters conference held every five years. It is just a good time to join in the fun. I believe Mr. Fang must also come to see this fun."

"But."

Lan Xinrong was hesitant. He wanted to solve the spell on the little princess as soon as possible, otherwise he would have trouble sleeping and eating.

"Grandpa Rong, please. Anyway, Nuyin is not a disease. It will be fine if you wait for a long time."

The little princess blinked her big eyes, held Lan Xinrong's hand, and said pitifully.

Lan Xinrong was helpless and could only nod: "Just listen to the princess."

"yeah!"

Lan Xinyuwei was very happy: "Then let's go to the downtown area first! Just in time to buy some magic charms!"

Fang Chen didn't know that an acquaintance was visiting.

At this moment, he was still in the world of drawing symbols.

After entering the third level, the painting requirements for third-level talismans are higher.

It is clear that one breath can draw a magic talisman, but within just one breath, there are more than 3,000 elements that need to be noticed!

If any element is not completed or a mistake is made, the talisman will be destroyed.

And this is just a third-level magic talisman.

But the more difficult it is, the more exciting it is for Fang Chen.

Because he found that the more he continued to draw, the more refined his control over his mind power became. At the same time, the sea of ​​consciousness seemed to be undergoing some subtle changes, as if he had found some bottleneck.

But in the past half month, he has been unable to break through this bottleneck. He even awakened two Dao Wen, but he was still unable to break through this bottleneck.

This made him frown all the time, and it became increasingly difficult for him to draw the talisman.

I drew another talisman, but it failed.

Seeing this, he frowned deeper and said, "Does my talent in magic talismans only reach this third level? The success rate of third-level magic talismans has dropped from 70% to 50%.

There is only half a month left for the Lishu Masters Conference, and it will be really troublesome if we can't break through. "

Yan Jiao's blushing face turned even redder due to excessive shock, like an attractive apple that made people want to take a bite.

After hearing Fang Chen's confused words, she became even more confused.

After a moment, she got angry and shouted: "Don't bully others too much!"

Fang Chen was startled by Yan Jiao's sudden words, and asked in confusion: "Why did I bully you? It seems that you have been eating my tofu for the past half month, okay?"

As long as he successfully refines a higher level one in the past half month, Yan Jiao will be very shocked and excited.

There were several times when I just hugged him and jumped up and down, as if he wished he could become one with me.

When Yan Jiao heard this, she also thought of what happened in the past half month, her face turned even redder, and she quickly said: "That's because I'm too excited! And I'm only so excited! It's because you're too much!"

"From 70% to 50%? You still say such things! What should you do if you ask me, a guy who has been in the third level for five years and has only a 30% success rate!"

"Moreover! The 50% chance even if a third-grade peak magician comes here is about the same success rate! You still think it's too little! You said your talent has come to an end! Are you still going to let people live?"

She originally thought that Sheng Qin, who was new to learning Taoism, could draw a first-level magic talisman in one day, which was the most unbelievable thing.

But this guy actually drew a third-level magic talisman in one day! The improvement in this half month is even more terrifying. It can be said that he is already much stronger than those third-level peak magicians!

Hearing this, Fang Chen was not proud, but said: "Even so, I have still hit a bottleneck, haven't I? Now I have been unable to draw a fourth-level talisman, which shows that the limit of my talent is here."

Not only that, he also found that the benefits brought to him by drawing talismans were getting less and less.

If he can't break through, then he will choose to give up practicing the magic talisman. After all, he doesn't have much time to practice this way.

If the third-level talisman is mass-produced, it can also bring him a lot of benefits and connections, which is enough.

He stared at Yan Jiao.

Seeing Fang Chen staring straight at her, Yan Jiao immediately became alert: "What are you doing!"