In the Great World of Martial Arts, You Use the Tao of Talisman To Rule the Ages? Chapter 135

Chapter 135 It's hard to survive

 In the past, high-quality kerosene bark was quite easy to find.

 It's just that the number has been significantly reduced recently. He scraped too many of them off and they haven't grown back yet.

“I'll look for it another day, and wait for the talisman paper collected in the Martial Alliance Talisman Field.”

“During this period, you can only use mid-grade and high-grade spells first.”

Chen Lin carefully calculated the origin of each talisman.

Now that there are middle-grade and high-grade talismans, those low-grade talismans have been replaced by higher-grade talismans, and their use is actually not too great.

It's just that there are some low-quality spells that are difficult to replace.

For example, he previously developed the phantom body talisman by himself, as well as special-function talismans such as the shadow concealment talisman.

“These charms are either not of high quality, or there is no need to use high-quality charms, low-quality charms are enough.”

“Using high-grade talisman paper to draw this kind of talisman is a waste.”

This coward is still eating berries leisurely outside the cave.

 “Moo?”

“In addition to talismans, all kinds of talismans must also be kept up.”

Chen Lin called it to his side and patted the cow's head twice:

"If anything happens in the future, just crush this. I will know it soon."

But it's a first-level high-grade talisman.

The blazing mana left streaks of bright divine light on the bark of the tree. As the pen passed between the dragon and the snake, the back of the bark shone with brilliance and the same runes appeared.

After a few breaths, the rune patterns were like the image of stars, spreading densely on the bark of the tree, forming a faint cycle.

Chen Lin carried the bark into the hole and recalled the charm he thought of yesterday.

 The next day.

 “Moo?” The old cow that had finished eating berries and young grass walked in from outside.

“Now the Flying Tiger Wings are hidden in the Lao Niu Cave. If there is a special situation, at least I need to know. There are also special charms to withstand the lava and the high temperature of the source cave. You can try to change the frost-stopping charm first..."

Chen Lin picked up his chin and kept thinking about it while holding the black stone in his hand.

The light is flowing continuously on the talisman, and the palm-sized bark slowly splits into two layers, each layer is painted with talisman patterns.

 I quickly came up with an idea…

 He went out again and searched for bark at the river bend where the lamp oil tree grew. After searching for nearly half an hour, he could only scrape off ten barks.

 Take these talismans into Jubao Mountain and find Lao Niu.

Moreover, he can't understand the mooing of an old cow, so there is really no need to be so advanced.

 “The induction talisman is done!”

Phew!

He pinched his hand and blew out a puff of mana.

When I saw him coming, I just mooed.

This kind of induction talisman is not uncommon in the world of immortality. Young monks often use it to report news to their elders in the family when they are in danger. There are even more advanced thousand-mile transmission talismans.

 Lao Niu blinked his eyes, looked at the induction talisman in front of him, and suddenly stepped on it.

boom!

  The spell instantly turned into powder.

 An invisible spiritual light flew out from it and crashed into another sensing talisman in Chen Lin's hand, sending a vibrating reminder.

With a dark face, Chen Lin silently clenched his fists.

 Chen Lin spent three full punches and finally taught Lao Niu how to use the induction talisman.

By the way, I confirmed that there is no problem with the flying tiger wings.

 He just left Jubao Mountain and was going back to continue improving the Ningshuang Zhiqi Talisman.

As a result, after walking along the frozen river for several miles, we saw many mountain people and hunters gathered around a river beach.

 It seems something is happening.

 This situation is extremely rare in the mountains.

"What's wrong?"

 “Master Lin!”

Seeing Chen Lin approaching, the hunters all gave way to the road, pointed to the river beach and said:

“A body floated up here in the morning. It seemed to be Lao Dai, a handyman from Beicheng…”

The speaker seemed to have lingering fears. After speaking, he hurried to the side, covering his nose and never daring to look at the river beach again. “Corpse?”

 Chen Lin turned his head and looked around, and soon saw the corpse that everyone was talking about, and his brows jumped immediately.

This corpse is special, not because it has been soaked in water, nor because of the traces of fish and snake bites on it.

 It's because it's frighteningly white.

The skin that had been moistened by the snow showed a withered white color, and the flesh was tightly shrunk together. There was no trace of blood on the face, as if all the blood in the body had been drained.

　　But his face is still vaguely recognisable. He is a thin middle-aged man.

“I heard a few days ago that Lao Dai went into the mountains to look for strange beasts. Looking at things like this, he must have encountered a human-blooded fox in the morning, right?”

“Oh, this strange beast specializes in sucking human blood. I saw people die in the same way twenty years ago...”

 “So, it's the third strange beast!”

“There are so many strange beasts here at Nanshan Pass…”

 Listening to the words of the hunters, Chen Lin, who originally suspected that Bai Qiantou was responsible, also put aside his doubts.

 After all, this body died not long ago, and Bai Qiantou died long ago.

In addition, Bai Qiantou's methods are not so "gentle".

The hunters sighed as they organized a team to take the body out of the mountain and back to the north city.

Chen Lin was walking beside this team and learned that not only this one person had died in the mountains recently, but also several others.

 Some were bitten to death by poisonous spiders, and some encountered big bears.

Two other people lost their footing and fell down the mountain while digging for medicine.

 They all make a living here in Nanshankou.

"Nowadays, life in the county town is getting worse and worse. The rice sold by the Zhang family is getting more and more expensive. It is said that the south was defeated, and the food was transported to the battlefield, and it has to be sold in limited quantities...Old Dai, he is a handyman and cannot support his family. I just thought about coming over to find Qi Beast to make a fortune..."

 “In today's world, it's not easy for anyone.”

"I heard that the imperial court was defeated again not long ago. Can't you win a game? Why are you such a waste?"

Sighed all the way and had nothing good to say.

 Chen Lin has nothing to say. Winning or losing on the battlefield has nothing to do with him, and it has little to do with the people around him.

 Only these people will bear the consequences...

 After arriving in the village, he found about a hundred large coins from home and handed them to the team leader, which was the same as the money he gave to Lao Chai before.

 Watching Lao Dai's body being carried away by everyone.

 Chen Lin was about to return to the house when he suddenly saw two familiar figures sitting at the tea stall.

The Great Sword Sanren Zhao Kuaishou, and the Three Sticks Master of the Martial Alliance.

 These two people had helped him "please" with the magistrate before.

The village has really become lively recently, and even people like this have appeared.

He took the initiative to walk over and waved his hand in greeting.

 “Two seniors.”

“It seemed like you were unavailable just now, so I didn't plan to call you.” Madman Zhao also looked at the corpse being carried away, and suddenly sighed:

 “It's so difficult to make a living for the people!”

"Namo Amitabha."

 Master Sangun closed his eyes and recited a Buddhist chant, and also sighed.

Chen Lin calmed down and asked the two of them why they were here.

“To be honest, Lao Na wants to go into the mountain this time to continue tracing the whereabouts of Bai Qiantou, and secondly, to find some rare objects to deal with the gold and silver cauldron sent by the imperial court..."

As he spoke, the face of the three-stick master Gujing Mubo couldn't help but twitch.

Even Madman Zhao couldn't help scratching his head when he heard the name, and kept muttering: "Damn, I should really chop that **** into pieces one night!"

“By the way, Chen Lin, do you want to go into the mountain with us? We got a tip before that there may be a legendary flying tiger in Jubao Mountain!”

“Old man Sangun and I are planning to go in and look for him this time. As for the white spearhead, he is probably dead, so we don't need to worry about him at all.”

 “Uh...a flying tiger with wings?”

 Chen Lin's face suddenly became strange.

 (End of this chapter)

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