I let the protagonist of the abuse article change his life [Quick Transmigration]

Yue Wuyu held his breath: "Another way?"

Guanlan gave a faint "hmm", flipped his wrist, and a thick stack of talisman paper appeared in his palm.

No, not just palms.Countless talisman papers appeared in the cave, occupying the main space in an instant.

Then, the aura in the cave began to fluctuate.

Under Guanlan's exquisite manipulation, the exact same runes appeared on all the talisman papers at the same time.

When the first pen fell, Yue Wuyu was just guessing.Waiting for the second stroke, the third stroke... the young man of the wolf tribe could not help but speak after distinguishing something, "Sound transmission talisman."

Guanlan glanced at him approvingly.

Ordinarily this is already a sign of "Yes, what you think is the correct answer", but Yue Wuyu still noticed the clue: "No, it's not the same..."

He calmed down and made a careful distinction.

The path of the rune, the way the aura moves on it... the words and phrases that Guanlan once taught him emerged in Yue Wuyu's mind, and slowly, his eyes became brighter and brighter, and he suddenly realized!

This is indeed a sound transmission symbol, which can record the voice of the speaker and pass it on to other people thousands of miles away.However, Guanlan has made some changes on this basis.

Ordinary sound transmission talismans can only go in front of specific people, but the talisman papers of Guanlan have more detailed and complex settings-when encountering magic repair, they will spontaneously hide in the magic energy.People whose cultivation base is below Guanlan can't see any trace at all.When it comes to spiritual practice, they will take off the disguise of the appearance and become the talisman paper that truly spreads the voice.And it doesn't matter who the person who received the talisman paper is or how much he has cultivated, it can play a role.

If we talk about the beginning, Yue Wuyu was only from the standpoint of Guanlan Daoist, and he instinctively praised everything Guanlan made.In the end, he just admired him sincerely.

The last stroke on the sign is completed, just waiting for the voice recording.

Guanlan pondered for a moment, then opened his mouth slowly, and said, "Friends who cultivate spirituality. If you have any difficulties, you can go to Yinzhou, Jishan, and Wuyang City."

Simple, no more than twenty words.Still, that's enough.

A burst of spiritual light floated, and the pieces of talisman paper "crashed".Just waiting for Guanlan to nod his head slightly, they flew out of the cave like meteors and flew in all directions!

On this day, everyone in Wuyang City saw the light erupting from the direction of the Spirit Palace.

No matter what they were doing at the time, they couldn't help but stop, and walked to the window, on the road... any place where they could see the picture in the sky clearly, and stared at the magic talisman flying away.

Absolutely most monks just think this picture is magnificent and magnificent.Only a few people, such as Wu Hong, immediately had speculations about what was happening after a short period of hesitation.

With this guess in mind, he came to the edge of Wuyang City at the fastest speed—as expected, the dazzling aura in the city disappeared quickly after crossing the magic circle outside the city, and disappeared into the magic energy.

When Wu Hong returned, many people surrounded him and asked, "Fellow Daoist Wu, what was that just now?"

"Does His Holiness have any new moves?"

"Can we do something with His Holiness..."

Listening to the questioning or concerned voices, Wu Hong thought for a while, but he was still not ashamed to say that he had not been told anything.

But based on his experience of being the manager of Xiancheng for so many years and still having a lot of time as the manager of Wuyang City, he felt that his ideas would not go wrong.

"Don't be in a hurry to talk about this." Finally, Wu Hong said in an inscrutable way, "How are the performances of those newcomers?"

He used a business attitude.Along with it, other spiritual practitioners also got serious and began to report to Wu Hong.

"At first, he seemed to be petrified. After that, he asked us about life in Wuyang City."

"How to earn spirit stones, how to spend them... However, I heard what they said, as if they were surprised that spirit stones were not allocated to Lingxiu in the city." The monk who mentioned this detail curled his lips, seemingly dissatisfied, "Ling Zun has done so much for us, how can we not be satisfied!"

As soon as he said "Lingzun", another monk also remembered: "Yes, those people even inquired about the identity of the ancestor!"

Because Guanlan did not reveal his identity, the names of monks in the city are confusing to this day.The most commonly used words are "Valentine", "Old Ancestor" and "Lingzun".Others, there are "immortals" and "sages"...the list goes on.

Hearing this sentence, Wu Hong raised his brows slightly and asked, "What did you say?"

"I didn't tell the truth." The ancestor didn't tell the truth, "I just said that they just came to Wuyang City, so let's learn more about life in the city first."

Wu Hong nodded, and the monk beside him said again: "That's right. They turned their heads and talked about Fellow Daoist Lu Zhang when they found that they couldn't find out the identity of the Spirit Venerable. In words, they said that they had a lot of friendship with Fellow Daoist Lu Zhang. We help find people for them. I didn't agree either, and I still used what Liu Daoyou said earlier."

Wu Hong nodded and said: "That's right. Although they were put into the city because they are spiritual cultivators, spiritual cultivators can still distinguish between likes and dislikes. Whether they can really live in the city depends on their performance in the future."

"Yes! If you don't behave well, put them in the dungeon!"

Wu Hong listened and nodded.

The "dungeon" mentioned by the monk was actually built by the demon cultivator.Later, Guanlan expelled the Moxiu, and all the Moxiu buildings on the ground in Wuyang City were destroyed, but some underground buildings were still preserved.

Wu Hong used those underground buildings to play a pioneering work - when observing the scene in the Sansheng Mirror, he saw some people who spontaneously and consciously took refuge in Moxiu, and even sent their own nephews and nephews to Moxiu to serve as The scum of his plate?

Originally, Wu Hong was quite concerned about it, and didn't know how to deal with such a group of people.If you want to kill them, they haven't done anything in reality after all.If you want to stay, who would dare to put them into spiritual practice based on what they did in the mirror of three lives?

When he saw those underground places, Wu Hong's eyes lit up and he had a thought.

It's not just about stuffing people in.Detainees are assigned many scattered and heavy tasks every day.Grinding masonry, sewing clothes... Only after finishing these can we eat.If you don't work hard, you will only blame yourself if you starve to death.

"It's not just them." After thinking for a while, Wu Hong added, "In the future, if there are spiritual practitioners coming over, they will also follow this example."

Other Devotionals: "Good!"

Other Devotionals: "..."

Other spiritual cultivation: "Fellow Daoist Wu! Director Wu! Angkor! What are you talking about? Will there be spiritual cultivation?"

Wu Hong blinked, and drifted away, leaving behind a legend.

At the same time, in the Spirit Palace.

All the sound transmission talismans had flown away, and the cave that was full before a cup of tea time became empty again.

Yue Wuyu was still immersed in the shock brought by the exquisite talisman, and for a moment, he only felt that something important flashed through his mind.

Intellectually, he knew that he should sink his consciousness immediately so as to catch the passing aura.But emotionally speaking...

He looked at Guanlan.

At this time, Guanlan's expression has become completely relaxed, and there is no more haze from when he came.

Yue Wuyu saw it in his eyes, and felt that his mind was broadened.He laughed unconsciously, and just as he was laughing, a hand stretched out in front of him rubbed his ears again.

The smile of the wolf youth immediately took on the meaning of "danger".

Guanlan noticed something, snorted lightly, leaned forward, and planted a light kiss on Yue Wuyu's lips.

"..." The original "danger" suddenly disappeared, and it became a young man who was at a loss when facing an older, active lover.

"Thank you." After a kiss, Guanlan said, looking at Yue Wuyu very intently, "Wuyu, you helped me a lot."

Yue Wuyu opened his mouth a little, then closed it again.I just felt the heat spread down my neck, and I just wanted to immerse myself in Brother Lan's spiritual lake.

It is best to have ice-cold, comfortable scales on the side.

It's a pity that today is doomed not to have this opportunity.

"I'll help you too." Guanlan smiled, raised her fair and slender fingers, and touched Yue Wuyu's forehead.

For a moment, Yue Wuyu's consciousness seemed to be pushed by him, and fell into a fog of rules.

Here, he found the aura that he had noticed before but almost missed.

Yue Wuyu: "..." Lan, Brother Lan?

"Cultivate well." He heard the voice from Guanlan deep in the sea of ​​consciousness, "Wuyu, I'll wait for your breakthrough."

As Yue Wuyu listened, his pupils shrank slightly.After that, it suddenly turned into a clear decision.

it is good.

He knew that he couldn't speak at the moment, so he only responded in the sea of ​​consciousness.

I definitely, definitely, will use the fastest speed to break through.

Not just go to the next level.We have to go beyond the innate, reach the acquired, and truly live the same life as the sky.

He has to keep going, and one day, he can truly stand side by side with his lover.

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For the monks in Wuyang City, the magic talisman flying in the sky is just an episode in their lives.

More people know nothing about what Guanlan has done, but instinctively trust the person who saved them, and think that as long as Guanlan is around, they will be safe and sound.

Then, live your own life first.

The Lingshi system was established little by little, and more and more people had spare money.Zhao Fugui's restaurant has taken the lead again, and the business is getting better day by day.It didn't take long for him to become a "big household" in the city.

But it is also a "big family", and there are several other people.

For example: Because of the blood of the demon, he is naturally closer to the soil than other people, and he can manipulate bricks and stones better than others, so a certain demon cultivator can earn twenty wages a day by himself.

For example: a certain drug repairer who is good at planting spiritual herbs, and has become a food supplier for Hongyunlou and more restaurants that opened later in a short period of time.

For example: Sun Hao, who is negotiating with others about the right to adapt operas, has published the scriptures he just wrote and has become the most popular book in Wuyang City...

Today's Wuyang City is still thriving.Lingxiu, who just arrived, was dazzled and confused.

But they are not the most turbulent spirits.

As one of the highest existences in the 33rd Heaven Realm, the magic talisman made by Guanlan has arrived in all parts of this world within half a day.

It unfolds and leaves a voice in front of many spiritual practices.

Listening to his voice, those who didn't know the existence of the Immortal League, and only thought that they were the last batch of spiritual practitioners in the world were shocked and speechless, needless to say.

Only talk about those spiritual cultivators who are related to the Immortal League and believe that Wuyang City is the gathering place for demonic cultivators...

One person looked at the talisman paper that fell in front of him, with complicated expressions, surprise, doubt, trance... Many emotions flashed across his pale face.

Look on its face.This person, if not the rumored dead Venerable Mingzhen, who else could it be? !

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