In the rays of earth runes flew out one by one, and then the earth runes of large and small flashed on it!

"Mr. Ding..." Mr. Yang said solemnly, "I'm ready to infuse!"

"Okay..." Ding Ning nodded when he looked at Han Qiushang with his eyes closed.

"Wait..." Mr. Yang was about to take action, but there was a voice outside the secret room, and the two of them pushed the door and came in.

There is no need to look up at all. Only Yan Zhenqing can open the closed Wenzhong Zhuan Taoist Talisman. The two people who came in must be him and Yan Xihu.

Sure enough, Yan Zhenqing had suspicious face and said to Ding Ning: "Let Xihu help you. He is the first freshman in this class to sow literature. You must not lose money!"

Ding Ning was watching Han Qiushang, but he ignored the students of the Eagle Flying Class. Except for Jiang Mei curled her lips and sat in the seat, the others were talking nonsense, either envy or excited in their eyes, and jealousy was rare. The twelve-year-old boy was quite pure by nature, and his literary style was the standard for being able to enter the Eagle Flying Class, so they didn't worry about anything.

"You're in trouble!" Wen Chongshan said a few words next to Yong Xingyu. Seeing Yong Xingyu ignore him, he looked around and walked to Xiao Ming, afraid that he would gloat, "Wait for Mr. Yan to punish you!"

Xiao Ming had narrowed his eyes slightly, and was busy comprehending the Sun-Biography. He felt that the words and sentences in the Sun-Biography were like a kind of nourishment of blood. Not only did he feel happy to comprehend it, but his blood in his body was also slightly throbbing from time to time. He felt a little excited when he thought about it.

This feeling is really good. Is it the practice mentioned in the Sun-Blocking Art?

Feeling that his cultivation was interrupted by Wen Chongshan, Xiao understood Wen Chongshan's eyes and said, "I don't know how Mr. Yan punished me, but I know you will be punished soon!"

"Why punish me?" Wen Chongshan jumped three feet high and shouted, "I didn't kick Han Qiushang..."

"Xiao Ming, Wen Chongshan..." Before Wen Chongshan could finish his words, a cold woman's voice came, "Why are you standing outside when you don't go to class?"

Wen Chongshan almost became scared when he heard this. He was frozen there and didn't even dare to look back. The sound was made by Mr. Leng, whose name was Leng Bing. Although he was a middle-aged woman, he was as cold as his name. Not only did he look like ice, but his expression was also ice. Among all the teachers in the Eagle Flying Clan, the strictest discipline.

"Mr. Leng..." Xiao Ming said with a smile, "Mr. Ding punished me to stand here. Wen Chongshan laughed at me. After saying that, I stood up straight and he wanted to demonstrate to me!"

"I...I don't!" Wen Chongshan felt aggrieved and said hurriedly.

"Yes, you don't!" Xiao Ming spread his hands and said, "Now, Mr. Leng, who is as beautiful as a flower, is here. You have no chance to demonstrate..."

"Wen Chongshan!" Leng Bing said coldly, "Stand up, let me see, why are you standing straighter than Xiao Ming..."

"I..." Wen Chongshan did not dare to defend himself anymore and hurriedly stood beside Xiao Ming.

"Huh?" Leng Bing looked at the chaos in the Eagle Flying Team and said strangely, "Where is Mr. Ding?"

"His proud disciple Han Qiushang wants to sow cultural seeds..." Xiao Ming still smiled, "He took Han Qiushang to farm, leaving behind our poor children!"

"See what you said..." Leng Bing retorted, "In the eyes of Mr. Ding, you are all proud disciples!"

"Mr. Leng said it well!" Xiao Ming said, "Just be your proud disciple!"

"Well..." Leng Bing thought for a while and said, "Come in with me, the third class is production. Mr. Ding sent Han Qiushang to the Wentian Taoist Secret Room. I was afraid that it would take half a day to come back. After all, he was the first to sow the Wentian. There was no stability and he would not go out. Time can't delay me. I'll teach you the class..."

"That's great!" Xiao Ming smiled, "I like the production of sir the most!"

"Who..." Seeing Wen Chongshan was about to follow him into the house, Xiao Ming hurriedly said, "Mr. Leng just said that he would let me enter the house, but he didn't let you enter the house. Do you know what it means to change the orders every day? Mr. Leng is not that kind of person..."

Madan, you...you are the kind of person, okay?

Mr. Leng clearly acquiesced. If you say this, will Mr. Leng let me in the house like this?

Sure enough, Mr. Leng looked at Wen Chongshan and said, "Have I asked you to enter the house?"

Wen Chongshan cried. He had seen shameless people, but he had never seen such a shameless dog licking. He didn't even want dignity to enter the house.

In fact, Wen Chongshan really wrongly accused Xiao Ming, and Xiao Ming really fell in love with Leng Bing's class.

Leng Bing teaches the production, namely the production of talisman pens, talisman ink, talisman paper, and the organization of talisman materials. Xiao Ming was really curious about how those talisman pens that can write characters, as well as talisman ink and talisman paper that can trigger talisman phases were made.

Today, Mr. Leng wants to talk about the composition of Fumo, as well as the refining and use of Fumo.

Xiao Ming listened with relish for a while, suddenly felt shocked in his vest. Then Jiang Mei, who was sitting in front of her head, suddenly turned around and looked in one direction. Xiao Ming was even more natural and released the talisman!

My talisman god, so many earth talismans!

As soon as Xiao Ming Funian was released, he immediately saw countless earth talismans rushing in one direction. Xiao Ming Funian naturally emanated along the earth talisman!

Ouch, I can see far!

It took only a moment, and Xiao Ming was overjoyed. It had only been a few days since he practiced the Sun-blocking Art, but Fu Nian had seen too far. This was much more powerful than the method of crafting.

While thinking about the talisman, Xiao Ming saw a talisman book several feet in size slightly flip, and the yellow rays of clouds bloomed in the pages, so gorgeous!

Could it be that Han Qiushang sowed the seeds here?

Xiao Ming thought, Fu Nian touched the yellow rays of Fu Nian!

"Crack..." In the rays of clouds, dozens of halos that looked like hills rushed out, hitting Xiao Mingyan's nian like a meteor hammer!

Xiao Ming had no reaction at all, and fainted on the desk as soon as he saw darkness.

Leng Bing was about to be excited when he saw Xiao Ming lying on the desk, thinking that he was going to sleep again, so he simply ignored him.

What Xiao Ming didn't know was that he was lying on the table, and there was a needle-sized light and shadow in his eyebrows flashing slightly. The blood vessels around him accelerated, and wisps of light surged into his body and spread towards Niwan Palace and other places.

"Do you know? Ordinary Fu Mo can only write ordinary Fu Mo, but it cannot increase Fu Xiang's combat power..." Leng Bing smiled after the desk, "Only Fu Xiang's combat power can increase Fu Xiang's combat power by increasing Fu Xiang's blood."

"...Of course, the talisman blood is not added casually. It also needs to be based on the attributes of the talisman beast. The talisman blood added to the talisman blood of the water talisman beast naturally increases the combat power of the talisman phase. If the fire runes are written, the combat power of the talisman phase must be reduced..."

"...The fostering of talisman beasts is also of particular importance. Only talisman beasts born in places where the five elements are abundant are of great use. Moreover, there are different tricks for collecting and refining talisman blood. Today we will talk about the collection and refining of talisman blood..."

Leng Bing was teaching in front of him, and Wen Chongshan naturally poked his head out to listen, but when he saw Xiao Ming lying on the desk, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

In the Wenzhong Zhuan's talisman secret room, Yan Xihu was standing in front of Han Qiushang, holding the talisman pen and singing slowly, calming down, guiding the characters in the talisman infusing the talisman into yellow light falling to Han Qiushang's chest. Seeing that it was about to enter, Yan Xihu hesitated for a moment and turned to look at Yan Zhenqing.

Yan Zhenqing nodded slightly at him.

So Yan Xihu spoke, "Ding Ning, slow down a little when introducing the talisman..."

Unexpectedly, before Yan Xihu's voice fell, Ding Ning had already spoken: "I know that there was a change in the secret room when the Han Qiu leaves sowed the vermicelli last year. But at that time, the Han family sent people here, so we could only wait outside the secret room! I want to see what methods the Han family has..."

Yan Zhenqing frowned and said, "Ding Ning, the Han family has taboos for the Han family. I don't have to be too curious. Han Qiushang is our disciple of the quadras. Let's help him sow the seeds smoothly..."

"Yes, I understand!" Ding Ning responded, the pen in his hand trembled slightly, and lines of talismans came out in his hand.

But behind Han Qiushang, there were more talismans gathered, spreading down like water flowing. The talismans written by Ding Ning were piled up into a wall to block these talismans.

However, after just a few moments, these characters were shaken away by the impact.

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