(Today¡¯s fourth chapter, the monthly ticket failed miserably. The subscription base is not enough, which is expected, but there will definitely be no shortage of updates for the fifth chapter.) Tang Xuan spent another two days swallowing the last two Jingyuan Pills and transforming them. It is the five-turn nine-yang true energy. His realm has still not broken through and is firmly at the late stage of the sixth level. As for the combat effectiveness, Tang Xuan hasn't tested it yet. I think it will be no problem to defeat the average sixth level peak warrior. ¡ ¡ In the mountain forest, a dark-skinned hunter was walking on tiptoe with a bow and arrow on his back. . Wang Si is a villager in a small village at the foot of Luoxia Mountain, and he is also the only hunter in the village. He learned some hard skills in boxing and kicking when he was young. He is incomparable to martial artists, but he is also one of the best in the village. No, he went into the mountains to hunt alone before it got cold. "My wife is about to give birth, and she must get a big one this time to make her happy." Wang Si rubbed his hands and vowed secretly. He used to go as far as a thousand meters into Luoxia Mountain, but this time he wanted to go deeper. The higher the risk, the higher the reward. After walking for a long time, Wang Si entered the depths of Luoxia Mountain. After walking through a dense forest with a gurgling stream, Wang Si saw a mountain stream. After walking for a long time, he was already hot and thirsty. He drank some water from the mountain stream. When he raised his head, he rubbed his eyes and stared. Across the mountain stream is a rugged and proud cliff. That cliff is as straight as a sword and difficult to climb. "However, in broad daylight, there is a faint shadow flitting on the cliff. It is now noon, when the sun is the strongest, and the shadow is still blurry and almost invisible, like an erratic ghost. "Could it be that there was a ghost in broad daylight?" Wang Si's hair stood on end. I dare not stay and want to leave the mountain stream. Roar! Suddenly a dark yellow-furred tiger jumped out of the bushes and threw Wang Si to the ground. Wang Si reacted quickly enough to support the tiger's neck to prevent his giant kiss from biting his head. However, this tiger was extremely ferocious and was bigger than any tiger Wang Si had ever seen before. Wang Si's strength gradually failed. The stench from the tiger's mouth hit Wang Si's face, making Wang Si horrified. Could it be that he was going to die here. Thinking of my wife and children at home. Wang Si regretted his greed, ignored the warning of the old man in the village, and entered the depths of Luoxia Mountain. In despair, Wang Si's body relaxed. The tiger disappeared strangely, and Wang Si quickly stood up and realized it. A handsome young man stood a few meters away from him, using one hand to grab the neck of the tiger that almost killed him. The tiger was huge and was being held down by the young man, with its limbs scratching the ground like a little tiger. The cat struggled feebly. After swallowing his saliva, Wang Si cupped his hands and said nondescriptly: "Thank you, Master, for saving my life." "Are you a hunter nearby?" The handsome young man didn't care. Wang Si nodded: "Yes. I live in Xiaoyang Village outside the mountain. Becausebecause my wife was pregnant, I went into the mountains to catch a big prey." The handsome young man smiled and slapped a palm. He patted the head of the tiger in his hand. The tiger let out a cry and bleeds to death from its seven orifices. He flicked his hand and threw the tiger carcass in front of Wang Si, and said, "Take it and go down the mountain. There are quite a few ferocious beasts in this mountain forest. There may be ferocious beasts, so you'd better not go into the mountain in the future." Wang Si was about to say thanks when a gust of wind blew up. The handsome young man disappeared from the spot. Wang Si only had time to see a faint shadow in the distance that seemed to flash before disappearing completely. "Could it be that the ghost on the cliff just now was this young man!" Wang Si was speechless. He doesn't think the other party is a ghost now, so he must be a high-level warrior. At such a young age, he had such terrifying strength, which made Wang Si envious. He shook his head and picked up the tiger corpse on the ground. He did not think about it anymore. The world of warriors was too far away from him. This time he picked up such a tiger for nothing. My daughter-in-law should be extremely happy when she looks back. ¡ ¡ Tang Xuan shuttled through the forest. Just now he was practicing the Ghost Shadow Body Technique on the cliff. Saving the hunter was just a small episode. After more than a month of hard training, Tang Xuan's Ghost Shadow has been mastered, and its speed is more than three times faster than the perfect "Shadow Step". This is the power of advanced martial arts. If it is the peak, There is no trace of the ghost in the perfection state, and it is even more powerful. Of course, top-level martial arts at the human level are not that simple, and it is impossible for Tang Xuan to practice to the highest level all at once. His current speed is enough, and there are not many sixth-level warriors who can surpass him. After practicing for so long. Tang Xuan now possesses the fifth-turn Jiuyang Zhenyu in the late sixth-level realm.?, with 3,700 kilograms of physical strength, the Dacheng-level "Ghost without a Trace" movement technique, the strength has been comprehensively improved. If there is any aspect that is still lacking, it is in martial arts. Tang Xuan has only mastered the Perfect level. "Thirteen Wind-Destroying Swords" and the perfection-level "Heavenly King Fist" are both ordinary white-level martial arts. Even if they are mastered at the perfection level, their power is limited. Of course, they are enough to deal with ordinary warriors, but Tang Xuan's opponent is Those real geniuses, Bei Mingshuo and Huang Yan, were all geniuses among geniuses. They probably mastered the top white-level martial arts. Tang Xuan thought that it would be unrealistic to defeat them with a few low-level martial arts. "However, he is not in a hurry. It is not difficult to obtain the secret book. The main thing is that it must be suitable for him. After Tang Xuan returned to the cave, he began to devote himself to the practice of inscription. This is the link between him and Wanbao Pavilion. As long as he makes a talisman that makes Wanbao Pavilion's heart beat, I believe that Wanbao Pavilion will definitely meet his conditions. So what can make Wanbao Pavilion extremely excited? Relying on ordinary basic inscription talismans is definitely not enough. The power of Wanbao Pavilion is greater than that of Yunxiao Sect, and it is spread all over the seven countries. I have never seen any good things. Basic inscription talismans are just the lowest quality among inscription items, and they are far from enough. The point where Wanbao Pavilion really cares. Higher-level inscribed items require long-term study and rare materials. Tang Xuan does not have so much time or money to buy a large amount of rare materials. The free materials provided by Wanbao Pavilion are limited, exceeding one million. Two silver coins, if it fails, Tang Xuan needs to pay for material loss. So despite Tang Xuan¡¯s millions of taels of gold, after deducting the cost of buying elixirs, the remaining money can actually buy some rare materials. Not disabled either. It is not unreasonable that inscription master and alchemist are called two major money-burning professions. So, what is simple, rare, enough to make Wanbao Pavilion's heart beat? Tang Xuan finally thought of something. Perfect inscription! A perfect inscription. It is very rare. Even many formal inscription masters may only make a perfect inscription once or twice in their lifetime. If they are not lucky enough, it is not impossible to not make one in their lifetime. Many people say that inscription masters can make perfect inscriptions. It's more about luck. Tang Xuan has a different point of view. Luck is one aspect. I am afraid that the lack of skills and shamelessness to admit it is the most important thing. I believe that if some inscription masters come, they will be able to make perfect inscriptions easily. Of course, Master of Inscription. There are very few people in the entire Yantian Domain, and there is no way that people who belong to the clouds can make such low-level inscriptions. Wanbao Pavilion can¡¯t afford it. Therefore, this market can be said to be completely blank. As long as Tang Xuan can produce a perfect inscription talisman, I don't believe that Wanbao Pavilion will not be tempted. Take out the talisman paper covered with tiny stars, this kind of talisman paper is called star sandpaper. It is a high-end product in talisman paper. What Wanbao Pavilion provides to Tang Xuan will definitely not be basic talisman paper. Any product needs to be packaged. If it is sold differently, it will directly affect sales. What is needed is a high-end atmosphere and class. Although compared with the high price of star sandpaper, its success rate is very limited compared with ordinary talisman paper. Tang Xuan closed his eyes silently. The spiritual threads are completely spread over this talisman paper. This allows him to master the communication between each inscription line and the talisman paper to the greatest extent, and the success rate is much higher than drawing with his eyes open. This is also the reason why the talisman paper drawn by Tang Xuan is so stable, because he does not draw with his eyes. . Instead, paint with your soul. Rustling The sound of the inscription pen drawing on the talisman paper kept coming. Tang Xuan devoted himself wholeheartedly to practicing the inscription technique. Time keeps passing. Tang Xuan¡¯s success rate in making inscriptions is getting higher and higher, and even the success rate of flame inscriptions has reached an astonishing 50%. More than a month has passed and all the inscription materials have been consumed. Tang Xuan still has not drawn a perfect inscription. This is indeed not that easy. During this period, Tang Xuan was not without gains. His success rate in drawing basic inscriptions was astonishingly high. Picking up the stack of finished inscriptions, Tang Xuan let out a breath, but he was not discouraged. If once is not enough, then twice, and if twice is not enough, then three times. He doesn¡¯t believe that he can¡¯t make a perfect talisman. Tang Xuan left the cave and went to Hongshan City again. After this handover, due to the improvement in success rate, more inscriptions were produced, and his reward was increased to a terrifying more than 35 million taels. Even Shopkeeper Liu was trembling. . Of course he wouldn¡¯t mind if Tang Xuan made it too fast! Because Tang Xuan's inscription talismans are stable enough and of high enough level, the market response is very good. There are not many sophisticated-level basic inscription talismans. The success rate of inscription master apprentices is low. Official inscription masters rarely waste energy on making basic inscription talismans. Compared with advanced inscriptions, The high price of the talisman, like the one made by Tang XuanThe price of these basic inscription talismans is generally several hundred thousand taels, which is very cost-effective. In Hongshan City, a place where warriors gather, they were sold out as soon as they were launched. Even if most of it has to be handed over for distribution above, Hongshan City's recent performance has soared by 20%, making Shopkeeper Liu regard Tang Xuan as the God of Wealth. After a cordial and friendly conversation, Tang Xuan asked shopkeeper Liu to pay attention to any good secret books, and Tang Xuan left Hongshan City again with a large amount of inscription materials. Three months have passed. Among them, we returned to Hongshan City again. Nearly six months have passed since Tang Xuan left the sect, and the time for the annual outer sect competition is getting closer and closer. On this day, in the cave, Tang Xuan closed his eyes and was still drawing the inscriptions. Months of continuous drawing and realization made his mind ready to move. At a certain moment, Tang Xuan had almost no distracting thoughts. His consciousness left his body, and the inscription lines in his mind separated from the paper one by one and floated in the air. Tang Xuan's consciousness could easily mobilize these inscription lines. In this state. The inscription pen in his hand was like a swimming spiritual snake, more natural than ever before, as if it was an instinctive function. The inscription lines emerged on the star sandpaper. When the last stroke fell, buzz, there was no trace on the star sandpaper. The light works, and all the inscription lines blend together flawlessly.