A rough sea area, the sea surface seems to be irritated, constantly rolling and churning in the roar of the waves, setting off one huge wave after another.
Black misty hurricanes traveled all over the sea, constantly condensing and disintegrating, intertwined with the raging waves and tsunamis.
The sound of the waves was deafening, as if the entire sky was about to collapse, and the momentum was extremely shocking.
In the midst of the turbulent waves, a black island stood firmly, standing firm even though the waves were thundering.
The spiritual energy of heaven and earth from all directions seems to be gathering here under the influence of some invisible force, forming a faint vortex of spiritual energy, like a huge funnel.
And this black island is the center of the spiritual energy funnel.
The island emits bursts of faint black light, and a large amount of heaven and earth spiritual energy pours into the black island along the funnel.
If someone has extremely sharp eyesight, they can see that this black island is slowly growing at an extremely slow speed with the influx of spiritual energy from heaven and earth.
At this moment, there were densely packed figures standing around the island, there seemed to be hundreds of them.
These figures looked similar to human beings, with various lights shining on their bodies. They stood firmly on the sea surface, and the raging waves and hurricanes had basically no impact on them.
Some people have colorful scales emerging from their exposed skin, and some even look half-human and half-fish, which are many people from the East China Sea Tribe.
Hundreds of Shui people gathered around the black mountain peak, muttering something to each other.
Various rays of light emerged from them from time to time, connecting together in mid-air, as if they were setting up a huge magic circle.
Near the black mountain peak, a stunning girl in aqua blue clothes and exquisite facial features was standing in the sky, chanting a spell in her mouth, and crystal blue light radiated from her body, getting brighter and brighter, almost covering her figure.
This woman is Xiangzhu.
At this time, behind her head, the seven-point star phantom was looming.
The blue light became brighter and brighter, and finally with a roar, it rose into the sky and formed a blue light pillar.
The light emanating from the nearby sea tribe also shined brightly at the same time, and converged towards the fragrant beads.
A huge eggshell-shaped light curtain slowly formed, shrouding the black mountain peaks inside.
The spiritual energy of heaven and earth around the mountain peak suddenly shook. The gathered spiritual energy of heaven and earth was blocked by the light curtain and could not penetrate.
Xiangzhu slowly opened her eyes, her face extremely pale, and when she saw that the huge light curtain had taken shape, a smile appeared on her face.
But at this moment, her body shook and she seemed about to fall.
At this moment, a man wearing a blue palace dress appeared beside her and stretched out his hand to support her body.
"Master." Xiangzhu called.
"Zhuer, you did a good job. Go down and rest first. I will need your help later." The beautiful woman in palace clothes said to Xiangzhu.
Xiangzhu nodded and fell downwards.
The beautiful woman in palace attire turned to look at the black mountain peak, and figures flashed behind her, and there were seven or eight more people from the sea tribe, all of whom were elders and heads of various tribes in the East China Sea.
"Everyone, the saint has set up a great soul-suppressing formation to isolate the connection between the divine object and the outside world. Let's act according to the plan." said the young woman in palace clothes.
The others nodded one after another, and the figures scattered in all directions.
…
More than half a month later.
In an inn room in Picheng.
Shi Mu was standing attentively in front of the wooden table, with a faint golden light in his eyes. He held a mid-level wind attribute spiritual stone in his left hand, and a magic brush made of green wood in his right hand. He used a speed as slow as possible to draw a picture. On the blank light golden talisman paper, he concentrated on drawing a high-level talisman he had just learned, the Wind Shadow Talisman.
The Wind Shadow Talisman is a high-level wind attribute talisman and one of the few five-element talismans recorded in the "Qiantian Talisman Sutra".
After using this talisman, you can use the power of the wind element to condense a phantom around yourself that is exactly the same as the main body to confuse the enemy's hearing and hearing. At the same time, it can also greatly increase the user's movement speed and increase the chance of winning when facing the enemy. For practicality.
Speaking of which, this Wind Shadow Talisman is not the most powerful talisman in the "Qiantian Talisman". Some other five-element talismans, or Yin attribute curse talismans, are far more practical than it.
The reason why Shi Mu chose to draw this talisman actually had his own reasons.
At first, he naturally wanted to try to draw high-level Yin-attribute curse talismans. After all, the "Qiantian Talisman Sutra" originated from the Mingyue Sect, which is best at Yin-attribute spells, and most of the records in the Talisman Sutra are Such talismans.
When he fought against the masked junior sister from Liu'an that day, he suffered losses from this type of technique, so he was still very interested in this type of technique.
What made him quite depressed was that no matter how hard he tried, he could not condense such Yin attribute runes in the white ape's mind through the moon-swallowing dream.
The first step cannot be carried out, let alone the subsequent steps.
After repeated attempts, he finally had no choice but to give up and devote himself to studying the five-element talisman recorded in the "Qiantian Talisman Sutra".
However, high-level talismans are far more complicated than he imagined. There are different requirements for the brush, talisman paper and even the ink drawn. Even different talismans have various strange requirements, or limit.
As a result, it took him a whole week, traveling almost all over Pic City, and attending two underground trade fairs, before he could gather all the materials for drawing the Wind Shadow Talisman, which cost him no less than two thousand souls in total. stone.
Even so, it's only enough to try a hundred times.
Since a Wind Shadow Talisman is composed of twenty-seven extremely complicated wind attribute runes, if you make even the slightest mistake, it will fail, and the success rate is extremely low.
Even if Shi Mu had the help of his spiritual vision, he was frightened for so many days and after drawing more than ten times, he only succeeded in drawing two pictures by luck.
"Boom! Boom!" A knock on the door suddenly rang.
Shi Mu's pen trembled slightly, and with a soft "pop" sound, most of the talisman paper that had been drawn burned instantly.
His face could not help but darken slightly, he put down the magic brush in his hand, turned around, walked to the door, and opened the door.
The person outside the door is none other than Husserey.
At this moment, Hussere's face was filled with joy and he was about to say something. When he saw Shi Mu's expression at this moment, his heart couldn't help but suddenly became cautious and hopeful.
"What's the matter? Tell me." Shi Mu asked.
Husseile was very smart and good at observing people's words. He had been in the city these days to find out information for him. He would never dare to disturb Shi Mu's cultivation unless there was something important.
"Senior Mu, I have just received news that the envoy responsible for Picheng's preliminary quota for overseas travel has arrived in the city and is currently staying at a post station near Xicheng to rest." Husserey said.
"Oh, let's go take a look now." Shi Mu regained his energy and immediately walked out of the room, locking the door.
Hussere was delighted and quickly led the way.
After a while, the two came to a small post house.
To Shi Mu's surprise, the place in front of the post house was extremely noisy at the moment, and many people had gathered. Judging by their appearance, they all seemed to be disciples of the Ming Yue Sect.
Shi Mu stopped without saying a word and paid attention to the comments of the people around him.
"Tsk, tsk, it seems that this messenger is a little different from the past."
"Well, it's really different. Even Senior Li just wanted to pay a visit, but he was rejected. He is a well-known figure in our Picheng branch, and he doesn't give him any face."
"I heard that this envoy, disguised as a businessman, sneaked into the city last night."
…
Shi Mu listened for a moment and couldn't help but feel dumb. This new envoy from the general altar seemed reluctant to meet outsiders.
After he pondered for a moment, he turned around and walked towards the side of the post house. Seeing this, Hussere quickly followed him.
It didn't take long, and the two of them walked around the outside of the post house leisurely, as if they were wandering around, and returned to the original place again.
Shi Mu glanced at the only three-story attic in the inn, then turned and walked towards the inn.
That night.
The bright moon in the sky is like a mirror, and the sky is filled with stars.
Shi Mu and Hussere, dressed in night clothes, appeared outside the wall of the post house again.
This place is relatively remote and not guarded.
Shi Mu stood still and listened for a moment, then determined that there was nothing unusual in the post house.
He grabbed Hussere and chanted a spell quickly in his mouth, and soon a large white cloud appeared at the feet of the two of them, carrying them slowly towards the third floor attic.
The Qi Cloud technique can also bring people along, but it will greatly increase the mana consumption.
Husseile stood on the gas cloud and looked around, with a little excitement on his face. There were very few flying spells, so there were very few star-level warlocks who could fly in the air. As a spiritual-level warlock, he had never experienced it.
Soon, the two came to the sky above the third-story attic. The air clouds fell quickly, and they were soon standing on the roof of the attic.
At this time, in the entire attic, only the hall on the third floor had bright lights, and faint sounds of conversation could be heard.
Shi Mu carefully moved to a suitable position, gently removed a roof tile, and quickly glanced at the hall.
There were two people sitting in the hall, a thin man in gray clothes, about forty years old, and a white-faced middle-aged man, who was Deacon Quan from the Picheng Mingyue Sect branch.
Judging from the invisible mana fluctuations on the man in gray, this man is also a star-level warlock.
The two seemed to be discussing the primary election.
After listening for a while on the roof, Shi Mu finally confirmed that this person was the envoy sent by the Mingyue Sect's main altar.
To his surprise, Deacon Quan turned out to be the younger brother of the middle-aged man in gray.
Just when he was about to wait for the two to finish their conversation, Deacon Quan's voice came over again.
"Senior Brother Li, I have just received important information. Are you interested?" Deacon Quan suddenly whispered.
"What information?" the middle-aged man in gray asked.
Deacon Quan did not answer, but gave the middle-aged man in gray a mysterious smile, took out a white jade slip from his arms, waved it in his hand, and a white light shot out. (To be continued.)