Zhao Mengyuan didn't know much about Taishang Xuan Qingtie. He just nodded and didn't mention the price.
Then, she suddenly thought of something and asked Pang Yue softly: "I wonder if senior brother is free and can he take a rest for half a day on Mengyuan Island. Mengyuan has many questions about cultivation."
Pang Yue accepted Tai Shang Xuan Qing Tie and was in a good mood. He smiled and said, "No matter how busy you are, you won't be short of half a day's work."
"Thank you, senior brother!"
Zhao Mengyuan smiled, collected the things on the stall, and left Yanziji with Pang Yue.
The two of them stepped on the auspicious clouds and walked in the sky. Soon they came to a small island covered by green trees and singing birds.
The scenery of this island is quiet and elegant. There is an exquisite garden with white walls and black tiles in the center of the island, which is the place where Zhao Mengyuan spent his time in Qing Dynasty.
When the two landed on the island, a maid came up to greet them: "The Lord is back!"
Zhao Mengyuan said: "Today, a distinguished guest is coming. Please bring me my treasured Xueling tea."
"Senior Brother Pang, please!"
With that said, she invited Pang Yue into the garden.
In a pavilion, the maid brewed a pot of spiritual tea surrounded by white mist. One look at it revealed that it was not an ordinary tea.
Zhao Mengyuan took the teapot and poured tea for Pang Yue herself.
“Great tea!”
Pang Yue took a sip and suddenly felt the fragrance on his lips and teeth, which made him have endless aftertaste.
After Zhao Mengyuan heard this, the smile on his face became even stronger.
"Senior brother has been dormant for hundreds of years. If he doesn't sing, he will become a blockbuster. If he doesn't fly, he will soar into the sky... Now he has become a role model for many fellow disciples to emulate."
Zhao Mengyuan spoke softly and eloquently.
"Meng Yuan's qualifications are dull, I hope senior brother can give me some pointers!"
"It's not just about giving advice, it's just good to communicate with each other."
Pang Yue said a few words modestly and asked: "Do you feel any suffocation in practicing the Ice Demon Realm now?"
Zhao Mengyuan's face was calm, she pondered for a moment, and expressed her doubts.
When Pang Yue heard this, he chuckled and explained his confusion.
He has been reincarnating in the Heavenly Demon Secret Realm for hundreds of years and has extensive knowledge. He has personally experienced the taste of the Golden Elixir Realm, so his vision is naturally good.
Zhao Mengyuan's doubts were not a problem at all to him.
Zhao Mengyuan was also a devout Taoist. When he saw that what Pang Yue said was from a high level and hit the mark, he immediately became serious and sincerely sought advice.
Pang Yue answered everything he knew, and often hit the nail on the head when it came to questions, which amazed Zhao Mengyuan and benefited him a lot.
The two of them asked and answered questions, and half a day passed before they knew it.
At the end, Zhao Mengyuan stopped because she had no more questions to ask.
"As the saying goes, listening to your words is better than ten years of reading. No wonder Senior Brother Pang has achieved such amazing results. Meng Yuan now knows that there is no random success in the world..."
Zhao Mengyuan sighed softly, her beautiful eyes were full of brilliant colors, and her dimples were filled with a look of sincerity and sincerity.
Pang Yue looked at the sky and said calmly: "It's getting late. That's it for today. Let's have more in-depth discussions another day when we have free time."
"Brother, don't be anxious..."
Zhao Mengyuan smiled softly and said: "I got an ancient stele by chance a few years ago. I have been studying it for many years and I don't understand its meaning. Senior brother, you might as well help me take a look."
After saying that, he waved his hand, and there was a simple stone tablet about ten feet high and three feet thick in the pavilion.
The stone tablet is engraved with ancient red seal scripts, all with the same word - Zhen!
A force as stable as a mountain, with constant pressure across the four poles, appeared in the pavilion.
"Hey, this is it?"
Pang Yue's eyes flashed with light. He looked at the vermilion writing on the stone tablet, and his expression changed slightly.
Zhao Mengyuan stood pretty behind him, with a delicate fragrance lingering on her nose, sweet and elegant.
Pang Yue stared at the stone tablet without blinking, secretly urging the Xiantian Wuji tablet...
There seemed to be countless streams of light flashing before his eyes, and the vermilion writing on the stone tablet moved and changed, seemingly without any pattern.
However, Xiantian Wuji Monument has deduced a trajectory of change amidst these complex changes!
It is a formation!
To be precise, it should be the method of talisman formation.
It is said that ancient talisman cultivators did not refine magic weapons or magic weapons, but only used talismans to form a formation and condense them into one body, which could have powerful power comparable to magic weapons.
The way of the talisman formation is comparable to the way of restriction in the magic weapon system!
The talisman array method recorded on the stone tablet in front of you has a mysterious power that suppresses the world and shatters all things. Its power is terrifying and astonishing.
A mysterious and spectacular picture came to Pang Yue's mind.
A majestic and simple huge stone monument fell from the sky and landed in the vast ocean.
boom!
The boundless ocean breaks down into countless tiny water droplets in just a short moment!
Countless monsters and other creatures in the sea were all shaken alive into blood mist.
Monument of Zhenhai!
Click.
Pang Yue suddenly came to his senses and saw the stone tablet in front of him shattered into a pile of stone powder and scattered on the ground.
His eyes flashed and his thoughts whirled.
If the thirty-three Immortal Demons were combined in this way to form a talisman array, the power would be unimaginable.
"It may be comparable to the power of a magic weapon..."
Pang Yue thought to himself.
Zhao Mengyuan asked: "Senior brother, what do you know?"
Pang Yue turned around and pointed a finger at the center of her smooth and white eyebrows, and a flash of inspiration flashed away.
"This is……"
Zhao Mengyuan looked slightly dazed, and felt a mysterious thought pouring into the sea of consciousness.
Pang Yue said with a smile: "Junior sister is so enlightened, let's take the first step for my brother!"
After saying that, the incarnation flashed away in a flash.
…
In a secluded ravine in the southwest of Zhuoguang Mountain.
Two splendid palaces are located among Qihuayao grass.
These two palaces are close to each other, one is owned by Luo Qingyuan, and the other is newly built by Pang Yue.
During the years when Pang Yue was in seclusion, the Luo family sent Taoist soldiers and immortal craftsmen to finally open up Pang Yue's cave.
The two caves of Pang Luo are connected inside and out, as if they are one body.
This day.
Pang Yue came back from Zhao Mengyuan Island and went straight back to the cave for retreat.
Luo Qingyuan returned to the Luo family during this period to deal with matters. Only Qin Shuyi and Lian'er were left in the cave.
In a large secret room.
Pang Yue set up a great formation for the demons to seize the Dao, took out the basin of blood-leaf magic grass, and used a secret technique to attract the demons from the lower realm.
It's different from usual.
The blood-leaf magic grass turned into a mass of scarlet blood mist in the great array of light, mixed with the dark evil energy, and floated into the void outside the territory.
Somehow, Pang Yue seemed to sense some kind of demonic energy, which was vague and unreal.
He calmed down and activated his magic power. In less than three sticks of incense, he saw a strange and complex light falling from the void and appearing in the cave.
Taking a closer look, it turned out to be a group of strange plants with countless branches and vines!
This group of vines is intertwined and intertwined. It has no roots or leaves, but it is full of tentacles like steel needles. It blooms dozens of strange flowers of ten colors. The stamens are circles of black light that expand and contract indefinitely, seeming to be filled with strong bloodthirsty.
eager.
Ten-colored magic vines!
The ten-color magic vine suddenly stretched out, spread out suddenly, and then turned into a black lightning and stalked Pang Yue!
The black vines as thick as a thumb are carrying strange flowers of ten colors, like a bloodthirsty beast, attacking the only living thing in the secret room.
Pang Yue remained motionless, a black light flashed in front of him, and a small mountain appeared out of thin air.
The magic vine hit the hill, shrank back immediately, then twisted and twisted, and wrapped around the hill.
The next moment, countless tiny thorns sprouted from the vines and pierced into the hill!
Black light bloomed from the body of the Immortal Demon, firmly restraining the ten-colored demonic vines.
Pang Yue formed a seal with his hands, and the demonic energy billowed behind him, turning into countless talismans and sinking into the demonic vines.
Russian qing.
I saw this demon dispersed into a dense mass of demonic aura, wrapped in a mass of golden light, which was clearly its natal magical power.
The demonic energy suddenly collapsed, and then condensed into a three-foot-long talisman, which was covered with fine and complicated dark gold lines, shining with light.