Even though we didn't get the mirage material on Fuzhou Island during this trip, we still got some clues about the talisman.

After all, he had gained something, so Xie Duanyang was in a very good mood. He wandered around the market patiently, and from time to time he took action to get one or two rare materials.

At the same time, he did not forget to visit the alchemists in the alliance who were responsible for making medicine and elixirs.

Although it was just a routine walk to get to know each other and give each other one or two small gifts.

But in the eyes of a caring person, a lot of content can be interpreted.

Even if you take out elixirs or elixir books from now on, others will only think that you got them from them.

In the meantime, Xie Duanyang also took the time to go to the underground auction, hoping to see if there was any chance of encountering something suspected to be produced by the Blood Spirit Bone Road.

It's just that it seems that luck is not that good this time. Apart from a few spiritual herbs that are hundreds of years old and two ancient elixir recipes that are only for reference, there are no other commendable gains.

Ten days later, Luo Gui indeed sent a letter inviting him to come over for a chat.

“Senior brother is a true believer and never forgets Zhang’s request.

Is there any good news this time?"

Xie Duanyang grasped his emotions very well and asked questions excitedly and anxiously. His eyes naturally fell on the male cultivator in white shirt next to him.

With some doubts, I looked at it.

The other party was wearing a bamboo hat, and the bamboo pieces seemed to be alive and green.

It is a rare magical weapon that can conceal the face and energy.

He couldn't fully release his spiritual consciousness to peek, but judging from its appearance, he estimated that it was an ancient treasure.

However, Xie Duanyang is basically certain that the other person is the person he sensed here ten days ago, and is most likely the legendary Bihaiqin Moqin Wusheng.

A bamboo hat and a talisman pen.

As far as I know, the other party has at least two ancient treasures.

If the jade flute on his waist is also the same, then it is a total of three things. His net worth is in the first level of Jiedan, which can truly be called a wealthy man.

"Junior Brother Zhang, this is Taoist Fellow Gongsun. Although he is not well-known, his Taoist power is extraordinary."

After giving a brief introduction to the two of them, Luo Gui explained.

"The mirage snake that Elder Mo killed back then, the mirage bead has been refined into a special treasure.

Only half of the mirage skin was left, which was acquired by Brother Gongsun two years ago.

I told Junior Brother that you need this thing, and Brother Gongsun is willing to part with it, but he will only agree to it if he sees me with his own eyes."

Listening to his words, Xie Duanyang sneered secretly in his heart.

If he had been replaced long ago, if he expected it to be true, it would probably only be a matter of two or three days.

However, since the other party deliberately went in such a big circle, he obviously had some thoughts about him, and he was more sure of getting the mirage skin in his hands.

"Brother Zhang's magic power is so pure and powerful that he can produce pure and pure essence. Gongsun Li has traveled all over the East China Sea, but among the monks in the early stage of pill formation, there are not many Taoist friends with such foundation.

I am really happy to see you, and I wonder if Brother Zhang would be willing to have a little discussion with me."

After bowing his hand to Xie Duanyang, the male cultivator in white shirt said in a clear voice.

He said he was happy to see Hunter, but his tone was extremely calm.

Hearing this, Xie Duanyang became more and more convinced of his judgment, but he did not agree immediately, but looked embarrassed.

"Everyone in the Hundred Islands Alliance knows that Zhang is just lucky enough to form an elixir and has some skills in refining weapons.

If it's really about fighting with others, it's really not what I'm good at..."

Gongsun Li didn't say anything, he just patted the storage bag.

Half of the snake's slough stood spread out on the ground, and wisps of mist rose up, lingering in the main hall of the cave.

This material was actually taken out directly.

"I wonder how you plan to compete?

Only victory or defeat, or life and death as well..."

Looking at his attitude, Xie Duanyang's expression became serious and he asked formally.

"We are all good friends. Wouldn't it be too irritating to get into a fight with each other? Let's just discuss it till the end.

If the attack is too heavy and causes the opponent's vitality to be damaged, it will be considered a defeat."

Without waiting for Gongsun Li to speak, Luo Gui spoke first to set the tone.

"If you just order it till the end, it's not impossible to give it a try."

Xie Duanyang nodded, feeling really excited.

Since forming the elixir, he has never actually fought with anyone, and he is also very curious about his own strength.

The opponent's cultivation is in the later stage, and he is not weak in fighting skills. He is well-known in the East China Sea cultivation world, so he is a perfect opponent.

"So, are you in a martial arts arena?"

Xie Duanyang asked.

Because you are based in the East China Sea, you have to fight monsters and beasts all the time, and the islands compete with each other, so the atmosphere of the East China Sea cultivator is also different, and it is relatively more combative.

It is not necessary to discuss the art of martial arts privately or publicly too much.

But after all, there is a risk of serious injury or even death if you take action. Monks practice for immortality and do not want to be seriously injured just because of a fight.

Special magic weapons such as martial arts arena and sword testing platform came into being.

Although the names are different, the functions are actually very similar.

You can enter with your real body to fight, or you can enter with your spiritual consciousness and control the illusory clones to fight with each other.

Although it is impossible to reproduce it perfectly, for example, many Qimen magic weapons may deviate from special techniques, it can still simulate roughly 70% to 80% of the strength.

If it is not necessary and the relationship between them is not bad enough, many people would choose this method.

Even if you lose, it will only be because your spirit is a little tired, and at most your spirit will be slightly affected. You will be able to recover with just three ounces of nourishment, without damaging your fundamentals.

Because of this, the practice of fighting and fighting among the Hundred Islands League became more and more enthusiastic, and even gambling and gambling came to the fore.

Whenever a well-known monk participates, many people will come to the venue to place bets and have fun.

It can also be regarded as a characteristic industry of the East China Sea.

"I'm not interested in being a monkey doing tricks for others. I think Brother Zhang is the same, so I'd better go to sea."

Gongsun Li's tone was calm, but also filled with unspeakable arrogance.

Xie Duanyang nodded, stretched out his arms to greet others.

He nodded to Luo Gui, but without seeing any action from Gongsun Li, he just drifted away like misty smoke.

"Is this a practiced wind attribute technique?"

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Watching the light escape, Xie Duanyang murmured to himself.

It's funny to say that Qin Wusheng has fought with others many times, but few people can explain his fundamental method.

Because his natal magic weapon, the seven-stringed invisible harp, is extremely powerful, it can control spells with seven attributes including wind, thunder, gold, wood, water, fire, and earth.

Originally, spells were not considered mainstream in monk fighting.

Low-level spells are not powerful enough, and even the monks' spell shields are difficult to break.

And powerful spells often require a long time of preparation and brewing, which is too late in a battle of life and death.

In other words, only monks who specialize in spells and special practice can achieve near-instantaneous casting of certain spells that are most suitable for them.

But Qin Wusheng didn't know whether the skill was special or because of his own unique talent. His attainments in magic were so extraordinary that he could almost do whatever he wanted with his thoughts.

Moreover, after being blessed by the invisible harp, its power is also exceptionally strong, not inferior to that of magic weapons.

So few people understand its roots.

Of course, the old monster Yuanying who had been so angry that he chased him for many days without success and made him famous in the East China Sea should know this best.

But naturally no one would open their eyes and ask him about such a humiliating record.

Just after seeing Gongsun Li's escape technique, Xie Duanyang knew that he must be good at wind magic.

"Brother Gongsun is quite impatient."

Smiling at Luo Gui, Xie Duanyang also released a beam of fire, rising into the sky like a rainbow.

Although it is not as fast as the other party, it is definitely not slow.

Seeing the two people leaving one after another, Luo Gui smiled bitterly, shook his head, and followed.

Although he is not good at escaping, as one of the few weapon refiners in the Hundred Islands Alliance, he has a considerable net worth.

As soon as he stomped his feet, little bits of firelight gathered next to the pair of boots and condensed into a cloud of fire.

With one step, you are ten feet away. From a distance, it seems as if the void has moved and the ground has shrunk into an inch.

The three of them, one after another, escaped from Fuzhou Island for more than 500 miles before stopping at an uninhabited island.
To be continued...