The first one to arrive at the Immortal Ascension Conference was Spirit Beast Mountain among the seven sects. It was a cultivating sect that was good at cultivating and controlling monsters. Its strength ranked second among the seven sects.
This conference is held in Lanzhou, which happens to be within the sphere of influence of Spirit Beast Mountain. As the host, it is natural to come early.
The bird was extremely fast and flew over the square in the blink of an eye. After landing steadily, dozens of figures appeared on its broad back. Except for the leading ones, who were older and had a serious appearance, they were not angry or intimidating. The others
All of them were dressed in a different way, with various leather bags and cloth bags tied around their waists, and there was no trace of the immortal spirit of a cultivator.
Suddenly, there was a commotion in the square. The arrival of Spirit Beast Mountain meant that the other six sects would also arrive one after another, and the conference would not be far away.
Somewhere away from the square, Mo Juren stood there quietly and watched.
Different from the excitement of other monks, he was a little uneasy at this time. In order to achieve his goal, he had made so many preparations, but he didn't know if it would be effective.
"What does Master seem to be expecting?"
Not far away, Han Li faintly noticed something strange about Mo Juren, and he couldn't help but feel a little confused. However, based on his understanding of his master, he would never reveal anything until the end, so he did not ask.
, only one person was there silently guessing.
The sky gradually darkened, and it was already evening in a blink of an eye.
Han Li, who was about to meditate, was suddenly startled. Not far away, a familiar huge figure appeared in his sight. It was Han Yunfeng who had just been separated for a few days.
Mo Juren also opened his eyes. The moment he saw the other party appear, he was overjoyed. However, he did not show it on his face. He only smiled and asked: "The conference will start soon. If you don't concentrate on preparing for the battle, Fellow Daoist Han, will you?"
What are you doing here with me?"
"Don't ask anything, just follow me." Han Yunfeng didn't explain. He reached forward with his big palm-like hand, took his arm and left.
"You have something to say, why are you pulling me? Hey, I said, can you stop being so rude and slow down..." Mo Juren seemed unable to resist the other party's strong force, and had no choice but to let the other party take him away with a look of helplessness.
Seeing the position behind him, Han Li was speechless. Master, your acting was too fake. If he didn't want to, could he really take you away? However, looking at this situation, could it be that Master has some other plans?
There were some vague guesses in his heart, but since he didn't hear the master's greeting, he couldn't follow him so as not to disturb the other party.
"Tell me, Fellow Daoist Han, what is it that makes you pull me here so violently?" Not far from the Lingbeast Mountain Arena, near a temporary camp, the two finally stopped, and Mo Juren broke away from each other.
asked the palm of his hand.
"Of course it's a good thing." Han Yunfeng looked serious and continued,
"An elder in my family has arrived. He heard about you and wants to meet you."
"The elder of Fellow Daoist Han?"
"It's one of my uncles." Han Yunfeng nodded and said, "Okay, follow me in quickly, so as not to keep my uncle waiting for a long time."
After saying that, he walked directly towards the camp. A smile appeared in Mo Juren's eyes, and then he followed closely.
After a while, the two stopped in front of a tent somewhere. Han Yunfeng bowed respectfully and said, "Uncle, I brought you here."
"Come in." A strange voice came from inside. It was old but powerful. Han Yunfeng did not hesitate and led Mo Juren inside.
The space inside the tent is not large, but the layout is very reasonable, making great use of all available positions. In this way, it looks much empty.
There is a long wooden table placed due north, and an old man sitting cross-legged behind it, with gray hair but a rosy complexion.
At this moment, the old man was sipping tea and looking at the visitors with a smile.
Next to the long table, Han Yunzhi was standing there respectfully. When he saw his arrival, a flash of narrowness suddenly flashed in his smart eyes.
After standing still, Mo Juren did not hesitate and bowed respectfully. Then he stood quietly aside, waiting for the other party to ask, and at the same time thinking about the next words in his mind.
"Uncle..." Seeing that both of them were silent, Han Yunfeng couldn't help but feel a little anxious. He was about to give a warning, but the old man raised his hand to stop him. There was a hint of helplessness in his eyes, and he had to keep silent.
The old man looked at it for a while again, and then took the initiative to ask: "I heard from the Yunfeng brothers and sisters that my little friend is a talisman master, and he is extremely talented in making talismans?"
"I just know how to refine several low-grade spiritual talismans, so I won't be praised by my seniors."
"This is not a ridiculous compliment." The old man shook his head slightly and then asked, "I can take the magic talisman with me. Can you let me taste it?"
"Of course." Mo Juren didn't hesitate at all. He reached into his storage bag and took out the talismans he had prepared in advance. There were four kinds in total, and he handed them all to the other party. These are also the ones he sells in large quantities at Tainan Club.
.As for the remaining three types, although he has refined a lot, he has not revealed them. First, he deliberately kept a low profile, and at the same time he was able to retain some trump cards.
"The thorn talisman, the divine talisman, the ice arrow talisman, and the fireball talisman are wildly crafted, but they have their own characteristics. They even have the potential to form their own line, and the spiritual power contained in the spiritual talismans is also higher than those of the same level.
Many, good, very good." The old man was obviously a master in this way, and he could see the difference in the spiritual talismans at a glance. He paused, as if thinking about something, and after a moment, he suddenly said directly,
"Are you willing to join me in Spirit Beast Mountain?"
"Uh..." Upon hearing the other party's invitation, Mo Juren showed an expression full of astonishment at the right time. He seemed to be shocked. It took him a while to react, and said with a wry smile,
"Senior, I don't know. It's not that I don't want to join. It's that my spiritual qualifications are too poor and I'm not too young. I'm destined to not go very far in cultivating immortality."
"I know." The old man seemed to have learned about his situation from the Han brothers and sisters, and continued nonchalantly, "I invite you not because of your spiritual talent, but because of your talent for making talismans."
"Making Talisman?"
"That's right, I am the elder of Lingfu Pavilion in Spirit Beast Mountain. For a talent like you, you don't need to participate in the Immortal Ascension Conference. You can directly join Spirit Beast Mountain and become a full-time Talisman Master. Of course, full-time Talisman Masters are
Temporarily hired non-staff personnel are not real disciples, but due to the special nature of Talisman Masters, they are still entitled to the treatment they deserve."
The old man's tone was calm and confident, and at the same time, his eyes looking at Mo Juren showed unabashed appreciation.
"Is this junior able to refine these kinds of talismans?"
"Don't underestimate yourself. With your mere Qi training period, you can refine several kinds of talismans, and with such high quality, even new talisman masters in major sects can rarely do it."
The old man obviously understood the doubts in the other party's heart, and also knew what he was worried about. As he happened to have nothing to do, he simply began to patiently explain...