Siheyuan: I have a small world

The second one was the five elders of Yuanlang Sect who were on duty and had repeatedly made him a wanted person.

The third one is that the evil spirit cult Huo Lingzi treated him as a fool and fooled him.

He will settle these three matters with them one by one.

Yuanlangzong is right there, the monk on duty can run away but the temple cannot.

Only when he kills the duty officer one day will the evil spirit in his heart towards the Yuanlang Sect disappear.

As for the old thief Huo Lingzi, he is only at the ninth level of the Foundation Establishment Stage, and I won’t be able to do anything to him for the time being.

But now Wang Yu also knows that the Beitang branch of the Evil Spirit Sect is located in a lake a few hundred miles to the east. It will be a matter of time before he takes over the Beitang branch.

……

Another two days later.

"Buzz!"

On the study table, a buzzing sound suddenly came from a palm-sized yellow talisman paper, and the surrounding spiritual energy continued to gather towards the yellow talisman paper.

After a while, the yellow talisman paper gradually calmed down, and a look of joy appeared on Wang Yu's face.

"I finally succeeded in refining the Hail Talisman!"

In the past few days, Wang Yu wasted hundreds of high-quality talisman papers before he successfully drew a hail talisman. He finally saw some progress.

Once there is a first time, there will be a second time. Wang Yu quickly calmed down and continued to practice drawing.

"Pfft!"

The talisman paper suddenly caught fire and the refining process failed!

Wang Yu did not lose heart. The key to making talismans is patience and perseverance.

He took out another piece of talisman paper and spread it out, then picked up the talisman pen, dipped it in some talisman ink, took a deep breath, calmed his mind, and started writing!

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

After three consecutive failures, Wang Yu once again summed up his gains and losses.

Soon, a series of special runes were drawn on the fourth piece of yellow rune paper.

"Buzz!"

A familiar scene appeared on the yellow talisman paper again.

The spiritual energy gathered on the talisman paper, and the special runes on it emitted a bright light visible to the naked eye, and then gradually faded away.

The second top-grade hail talisman was successfully refined.

"Haha, not bad, not bad!"

Wang Yu picked up the second successfully refined hail talisman and looked at it for a while, then put it away and continued drawing to improve his proficiency.

Next, Wang Yu refined four more hail talismans, and one of them was successful.

Wang Yu estimated that he would need to draw four or five pictures before he could succeed in one.

In other words, the current success rate of ten cards is only 10% to 20%, which is not very stable.

However, Wang Yu was also very satisfied. As long as he continued to practice more, he would be able to increase the success rate of high-quality talismans to more than 30% sooner or later.

Over the next day, Wang Yu did not see Cong Buzhou go out, but the other five people left one after another in the past few days and never came back.

Wang Yu didn't care either. After all, his target was Cong Buzhou, not anyone else.

Cong Buzhou didn't move, and he didn't move either. They just stayed in the room and continued to consolidate the drawing of the top-grade talisman.

Until two more days passed.

Cong Buzhou finally went out again. Wang Yu put away the talisman paper, talisman pen and talisman ink and quickly followed him out.

result.

As soon as he walked out of the inn, Wang Yu was stunned!

Chapter 298: Black Dragon Pillar Made from the Spinal Bone

"Huo Lingzi..."

As soon as he walked out of the inn, Wang Yu saw a young monk walking towards him from a distance. It was Huo Lingzi who had cheated him before.

At this time, Huo Lingzi came towards Cong Buzhou. After the two met, they walked out of the market talking and laughing.

Fortunately, when Wang Yu came out, he restrained his cultivation aura and changed his appearance.

Otherwise, he would have been caught by Huo Lingzi as soon as he walked out of the inn.

At this moment, looking at Huo Lingzi and Cong Buzhou walking away, Wang Yu came to his senses.

"Damn it, could it be that Cong Buzhou has already been subdued by Huo Lingzi and become an evil cultivator of the Evil Spirit Sect?"

Thinking about how Cong Buzhou knew that the spiritual vein had an owner, but still shamelessly robbed and moved away, he didn't act like a decent person at all.

If the other party is an evil cultivator, then doing this would leave him speechless!

As for evil cultivators, there are no taboos!

"This is a bit troublesome!"

Originally there were three main tasks: to deal with Cong Buzhou, to put out the fire of Lingzi, and to kill the guards.

Now that the person involved in the first task and the personnel in charge of the second task have merged, the difficulty of the task has suddenly increased, which immediately made Wang Yu feel at a loss.

"Gan, my cultivation is still too low."

Wang Yu looked at the two people who had disappeared into the distance of the street and was filled with hatred, but he could do nothing about it.

I thought he had just established his foundation, and with his cultivation at the first level of foundation building, he already had the strength equivalent to the fifth level of foundation building, which was already very awesome.

But no matter whether it was Huo Lingzi or the guard on duty of Yuanlang Sect, he couldn't afford to offend them, and he had to stay away from them when he saw them!

This made Wang Yu very angry.

"Forget it, forget it. You are only at the first level of foundation building. Why are you running around here? You should just go back and practice in seclusion!"

Wang Yu originally wanted to deal with Cong Buzhou and venture into the Zijin Cave.

The previous ambitions disappeared immediately.

He made up his mind and decided to return to Wuxing Lake to practice in seclusion in the coming days, hoping to improve his cultivation as soon as possible.

However, this trip to Zijinfang City was not in vain. I can't go to Yuanlangfang City anymore, so I can come here to buy supplies for cultivation in the future.

Anyway, he has set a coordinate point here.

When I think about the future, it will come to me in a flash.

There is no rush to explore Zijin Cave.

After he adjusted the time ratio between the two worlds to the maximum, one day in the courtyard would be thirty days here, or one month.

Now, only half of his first day of vacation has passed, which means there are only a little over ten days left in the world of immortal cultivation.

Wang Yu made up his mind to practice in seclusion for the next two months, and in his spare time, he would work hard to improve his experience in drawing talismans.

After making up his mind, Wang Yu no longer worried about seeking revenge on Cong Buzhou and Huo Lingzi.

Without strength, you can only roar helplessly.

Wait until his strength increases, and then I’ll see how I beat them.

Thinking of this, Wang Yu’s confidence increased again.

His aptitude has been upgraded to that of a spiritual being. His cultivation speed is not slow to begin with, and the many resources he has on him make it no problem for him to reach the third level of foundation building.

By then, maybe he would be able to compete with cultivators at the seventh or eighth level of foundation building with his strength at the third level of foundation building.

It won’t be too late to come out and have fun then, it’s only about three to five years.

After his thoughts came to light, Wang Yu first went to a shop selling talisman paper to buy some talisman paper and talisman ink, then went to buy some cultivation resources, and then went straight out of Zijin Market.

After coming out, he flew directly towards the north.

He planned to destroy the coordinate point that was set in the east before.

He planned to change the coordinates to outside the mountain in the north, which was safer.

……

"what?"

Wang Yu flew more than three hundred miles toward the north. When he was nearly a hundred miles away from flying out of the mountains, his spiritual sense suddenly discovered Cong Buzhou's trace.

"What is this guy doing secretly?"

Wang Yu did not find Huo Lingzi, but only saw Cong Buzhou and two other cultivators with the strength of the third level of foundation building, who were setting up a formation between the two mountains.

"Are they planning to ambush someone?"

Wang Yu guessed as he looked at the busy figures of Cong Buzhou and the others.

As for Huo Lingzi, he should have gone to lure their prey.

Wang Yu seemed to be thinking about something.

However, no matter who these guys want to deal with, Wang Yu will help them and disrupt the plans of Huo Lingzi, Cong Buzhou and others.

Whoosh!

After Wang Yu became invisible, he used the Earth Escape Technique to sneak towards the valley between the mountains where Cong Buzhou and his companions were.

……

"Friends Mei and Zhang, I have already set up the formation. How are things going on your side?"

After Cong Buzhou drove a black dragon head stake that was half a meter long, as thick as a thigh, and covered with strange divine patterns and the resentment of the dead into the ground, he looked in the direction of Mei Zhuang and Zhang Bo and asked in a voice transmission.

In addition to Cong Buzhou, the other two people are Mei Zhuang and Zhang Bo, the three most famous pulse-finders in Tianwu State, who are as famous as Cong Buzhou.

In Wang Yu's opinion, seeing them here meant that they had probably joined the Evil Spirit Sect.

In this case, don't blame him for being ruthless.

Cong Buzhou and his companions, unaware that they were being targeted by Wang Yu, were still chatting via telepathy.

"I've finished it." As soon as Cong Buzhou finished speaking, Meizhuang fed back his results.

"I've finished it too." Zhang Bo said right after Mei Zhuang gave his feedback.

"Okay, my two Taoist friends, our mission is over. Next, we just need to return to Zijinfang City and wait for news."

After hearing the two people's replies, Cong Buzhou showed a look of satisfaction on his face. He then cast a spell to activate the formation and tried it. After finding no problems, he told Mei Zhuang and Zhang Bo to leave.

Wang Yu, who had already run behind a small hill not far away and was observing the situation of Cong Buzhou and his companions in stealth, looked unhappy when he saw the dark mist appearing around the formation activated by Cong Buzhou.

Because with his knowledge, he could naturally see that the dark fog was composed of countless grievances.

Any cultivator shrouded in this dark fog will, in a short while, have his mind overwhelmed by endless resentment, his body corroded, and he will fall into an illusion and lose his combat effectiveness!

How did these countless grievances arise?

Of course it is produced through large-scale blood sacrifices and the slaughter of mortals!

"The Evil Spirit Sect really deserves to be killed!"

Wang Yu gritted his teeth in his heart. With such strong resentment, it would be impossible to achieve this effect without slaughtering hundreds of thousands of mortals.

Now he also understood why the formation base that the three people buried underground was a black dragon head pile that was half a meter long and as thick as a thigh.

This is the legendary most evil Black Dragon Breath Formation of the Evil Spirit Sect!

The black dragon naturally refers to the eighteen black dragon piles.

This Black Dragon Pillar was made from the spinal bones of immortal cultivators and is extremely evil!

The breath is formed by eighteen black dragon piles forming a formation, which generates black mist that can corrupt people's bodies and souls, forming a resentful black dragon that attacks the monks in the formation, hence the name.

Of course, the Black Dragon's Breath Formation does not only have this one function. The black mist it produces can also cause hallucinations, causing monks or mortals to die in the illusion.

Only those with strong spiritual consciousness or treasures to protect the soul can resist it.

Otherwise, most monks will eventually die!