My talisman pen is omnipotent. How should you deal with it?

Han Feiyu took Chu Ci's Calming Talisman, carefully put it away, took out some spiritual plants and elixirs, and said to Chu Ci:

"I don't have any spirit stones at the moment. Take any of these things that are useful to you. I'll return them to you when I have spirit stones. Is that okay?"

The price of a second-level talisman like the Calming Spirit Talisman is generally around two to three hundred spirit stones, but in many cases, you cannot buy it even if you have the spirit stones, because it is not sold in ordinary markets.

Chu Ci looked at what Han Feiyu took out and said with a smile: "It's just a talisman, you don't have to take it too seriously. How about this, if you have any skills, give it to me and make a copy."

Han Feiyu lowered his head and thought for a moment, then took out three books from his storage bag. One was called "Dan Qi Yin", one was called "Vajra Gong", and the last one was "Ming Ling Jue Volume 11".

Han Feiyu's spiritual roots are so high!

Han Feiyu smiled and said:

"I have already given you the Scarlet Flame Divine Art. I still have these three books left. One teaches people how to make pills, one teaches them how to refine the body, and I don't need to say much about the other one."

Chu Ci was very satisfied, as he did not have any of these three books.

After the two broke up, Chu Ci first went to the Miscellaneous Services Hall.

After this disciple competition, Chu Ci became famous in the Miscellaneous Affairs Hall. When the miscellaneous disciples saw him, they felt like they had seen their idol.

If Chu Ci hadn't said that he had something urgent to do and had waited a little longer, someone would probably have come up to ask for his autograph.

When Chu Ci opened Wei Meng's door, he smelled a strong herbal scent. Wei Meng was wrapped in gauze, lying straight on the bed, and traces of blood could be seen through the gauze.

Seeing Chu Ci coming in, Wei Meng made a humming sound and struggled to get up from the bed.

Chu Ci stretched out his hand, took out a rejuvenation talisman from his arms, and slapped it on Wei Meng's forehead.

After a moment, Wei Meng's slightly narrowed eyes suddenly widened, and he sat up from the bed with a grunt.

He reached out his hand and scratched his body a few times, pulling off the gauze.

"Chu Ci...what did you use on me? And, are you okay?" Wei Meng's voice was a little choked, "I'm sorry...I really have no other choice...If I don't tell them, they will chop off my hands..."

Wei Meng hugged Chu Ci's shoulders and cried loudly, telling what had happened while crying.

When talking about how Jiang Junjie and his gang beat him up, an expression of unwillingness appeared on that fat face, and it seemed that a huge shadow had been formed in his heart.

When talking about the fact that more than 200 illusion talismans were stolen and destroyed, Wei Meng even wanted to kneel down to Chu Ci.

Chu Ci smiled and patted Wei Meng on the shoulder and said:

"Fatty, it's okay. I don't blame you at all. Besides, nothing happened to me. I even avenged you."

"Revenge?" Wei Meng raised his head in confusion: "What revenge? Chu Ci, the one who beat me was Jiang Junjie, the eldest son of the Jiang family!"

"Haha, Fatty, I guess it won't be long before you know."

Chu Ci didn't plan to say more and took out another 100 beauty illusion talismans.

"Fatty, I have so much now. You can take it first. This time you can change it quietly. Don't be in a hurry. Tell me when you are done."

Seeing this beautiful woman illusion talisman, Wei Meng shook his head like a rattle, waved his hands and said:

"No, no, Chu Ci, you can ask me to do anything, but I dare not touch this illusion talisman again. If Jiang Junjie finds out, he will chop off both of my hands."

Looking at Wei Meng's appearance, Chu Ci knew that he was frightened.

"Well, since you don't dare to do it again, I won't force you. You can keep this sound transmission note. If you still want to help me, then send me a sound transmission note."

After coming out from Wei Meng, Chu Ci did not stop. He wanted to go back to the courtyard, pack up his things, and prepare to go to see Luo Feng's retreat tomorrow.

After walking for a few miles, Chu Ci suddenly felt his consciousness move and sensed someone behind him.

Looking back, a female figure came into view. It turned out to be Zhao Yanyan.

"Junior Brother Chu, you make it easy for me to find you."

Seeing Chu Ci turning around, Zhao Yanyan immediately twisted her waist and walked forward.

"It's Senior Sister Zhao. What's up, Senior Sister?"

"Junior brother, ever since I saw you display your divine power that day, I have been thinking about you all the time. I can't sleep these days because I miss you so much."

As Zhao Yanyan spoke, she pressed her plump body against him.

Chu Ci was stunned. He didn't expect Zhao Yanyan to be so bold.

Even if he needed it, he wouldn't be so desperate.

Seeing that Chu Ci didn't react, Zhao Yanyan thought that he was interested in her. She was delighted and her two little hands unconsciously touched Chu Ci's body and below.

He also said: "Don't be fooled by your thin appearance, your body is very strong."

"Senior Sister, look who that is?" Chu Ci said, pointing behind Zhao Yanyan.

Zhao Yanyan didn't know what was going on. This place was very remote. Could anyone come here? She quickly turned around to look.

no one.

While Zhao Yanyan was turning around, Chu Ci took out a talisman from his arms and stuck it on Zhao Yanyan's chest. It was really big.

Zhao Yanyan looked down and saw a piece of yellow paper stuck on her chest. Before she could see clearly, she felt sleepy and fell to the ground with a thump.

In the blink of an eye, I fell asleep.

Chu Ci let out a long sigh, thinking that it was worth it to trade a hypnotic talisman for some peace and quiet.

The next day, news came out from the service hall, saying that Zhao Yanyan was lying straight at the edge of a small woods last night, and she did not respond no matter what was done.

Moreover, this news did not come from just one person, several groups of monks also told their personal experiences.

Later, that hidden grove became a place for male and female disciples to meet secretly.

They also gave this place an appropriate name - Happy Forest.

Early in the morning, Chu Ci took all his belongings and went to pay a visit to Deacon Liu from the Miscellaneous Affairs Hall.

Deacon Liu praised Chu Ci highly, and told him to practice hard to serve the sect in the future, and not to forget the Miscellaneous Affairs Hall.

"Please rest assured, Deacon Liu. I will never forget your kindness. No matter what you ask in the future, I will be there whenever you call."

After saying a few polite words, Chu Ci said goodbye to Deacon Liu and headed straight for Wangluo Peak.

Wangluo Peak is an empty mountain, nearly a thousand feet high. More than one-third of the entire mountain is inserted into the misty clouds, and the spiritual energy deep in the clouds is very rich.

It's not just Wangluo Peak, in the entire world of immortal cultivation, the spiritual energy becomes more abundant the higher you go.

Hundreds of caves were carved out on this mountain, which were used by monks for retreat.

In order to prepare for the Five Sects Competition, fifty Qi Refining Stage disciples were specially allocated time for seclusion.

At the foot of Wangluo Peak, a huge cave was opened up, where several monks live all year round, and they are responsible for managing all affairs on Wangluo Peak.

Usually there are few people coming here, but today it is very lively. More than 30 people have gathered here and are shouting loudly.

"We are all in the top 50, why haven't you arranged a cave for us yet?"

"Brothers, I'm sorry, our caves are selected according to the ranking order. The top few disciples have not arrived yet, so you can't choose." A disciple who was watching Wang Luo Feng said cautiously.

"What! If they don't come, do we have to wait here forever?" A cultivator at the tenth level of Qi Refining shouted angrily.

Chu Ci recognized that he was also one of the monks who participated in the competition yesterday, but he couldn't remember his name.

"My fellow brothers, I can't do anything. The first few are all disciples of the Wind and Thunder Hall. None of them are here yet. I really don't dare to make the decision and let you brothers make the selection first. Can you all sit down and rest for a while?"

Those who were guarding Wang Luo Feng were all low-level cultivators. Seeing these cultivators in the late Qi Refining stage getting angry, they couldn't help but feel a little afraid.