The Rune Tower is both a sacred treasure coveted by a talisman, and a transcendent force known as the Eternal Realm.
It is located in the middle of the mountains and forests, and the scenery is beautiful, like a fairyland.
In front of the rune tower, there was an unusually prosperous city, especially after the influx of runes from the other six domains, this city became very lively.
At this moment, Ling Xian walked on the lively long street, appreciating the customs and customs of the Chihong Domain.
Since he left the Sansheng Pavilion, he did not rush directly to the Chihong Domain, but first went to the God King Hall in the Northern Underworld, intending to meet Luo Xinjie.
As a result, he got bad news.
Luo Xinjie entered the gate of ascension, and after that, he didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and he didn't know where he was.
This news made Ling Xian feel sad, but he knew very well how strong the power in the Ascension Gate was.
Even with the strength of King Luo, he can't bear it.
But at the same time, he was also a little confused.
In his impression, Luo Xinjie has always been unfathomable, not only outstanding, but also very shrewd.
How could such a person not discover the anomaly of the Gate of Ascension?
But Hua Youdu's words were convincing, and Ling Xian had to believe it.
He was very sad about this, but he was helpless.
After that, he left the Northern Underworld and came to the Red Flood Domain.
At this time, there were only three days left before the start of the competition.
"It's worthy of the city created by the rune tower, and sure enough, it's full of runes."
Looking at the crowded and lively long street, Ling Xian let out a heartfelt sigh.
As far as the eye can see, it is closely related to the runes, and what people talk about is the runes, and the ones sold on both sides of the streets are also runes.
It seems that there is nothing worth caring about except for the charm.
This made Ling Xian sigh that the influence of the Fu Pagoda was indeed huge, and he had actually made the Fu Dao a culture and formed a deep-rooted thinking.
"No wonder it is said that the rune tower represents the rune of the eternal realm, and there is no one else in the world.
Ling Xian sighed with emotion and walked forward aimlessly.
Two hours later, he didn't want to go any further, and planned to go to the Fu Tower to identify himself as a judge.
After all, he came for Li Wuwei, and if he came directly, it would inevitably be a little inappropriate.
Therefore, Ling Xian planned to say hello first, so as not to cause chaos at that time.
And at this moment, out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy.
I saw that he was ragged and unkempt, and he looked like a beggar.
However, there was a blank spirit paper in front of him, and a spirit pen in his hand, and he was engrossed in drawing talismans.
That kind of focused appearance attracted Ling Xian's attention.
Obviously pale and sweaty on his forehead, the beggar still gritted his teeth and refused to give up.
That stubborn and persistent appearance made Ling Xian resonate and think of his former self.
In the past, he was also so stubborn and down-and-out.
"Three thousand red dust are prosperous, and three thousand are pitiful."
Ling Xian sighed with emotion, and walked in front of the beggar, his starry eyes couldn't help but light up.
With his current grandmaster attainments, it is natural to see that the beggar is just an apprentice of the Fu Dao, and he can also see that what he wants to draw is the most basic blank spirit rune.
Generally speaking, this kind of rune requires three runes, and this spirit paper already has two runes, only the last one is missing.
This is quite an easy thing for a rune apprentice.
"It seems that this son is a bit talented."
Ling Xian said secretly, and said with a gentle smile: "But when I encounter a problem, I can't put pen to paper."
The sudden sound startled the beggar, perhaps it was the experience over the years that made him cautious.
Therefore, he subconsciously stepped back, a hint of fear flashing in his eyes.
However, before retreating, he held on to the spirit paper tightly and hid it behind him.
"Are you afraid of me robbing it?"
Noticing this detail, Ling Xian smiled gently and said, "Don't be afraid, I'm not a bad person, you can try to relax." ” Hearing this, the beggar didn't speak, still looking at him with the kind of vigilant and fearful gaze.
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Seeing this, Ling Xian was neither angry nor annoyed, he understood the difficulties of the low-level cultivators and understood their thoughts.
Living in this chaotic world, the low-level monks are cautious and struggling to survive, worrying about whether they can see the sun the next day.
Especially for beggars who are in danger, this worry is magnified to the extreme.
Therefore, Ling Xian still looked at the beggar gently, and said with a light smile: "Take out the spirit paper, I will teach you how to make the third stroke." ” "Really" The beggar's eyes lit up with a look of hope, but the vigilance did not subside.
"Nature is true."
Ling Xian smiled at the corner of his mouth, and then his fist fell to the ground, instantly knocking the bluestone slab into a crack.
This action frightened the beggar, and his little face instantly turned pale.
"See, with my strength, I can easily snatch your spirit paper, but I won't rob it."
Ling Xian smiled gently and said, "So you don't have to worry. ” Hearing this, the beggar breathed a long sigh of relief, but relaxed.
He saw Ling Xian's strength, and naturally knew that he had no ability to resist, but Ling Xian did not disadvantage him, so he naturally let him relax.
After that, he handed the spirit paper to Ling Xian, his eyes flashing with hope.
"Yes, you're studious."
Ling Xian smiled faintly, and then used his finger pen to sketch a few strokes in mid-air.
Suddenly, the third rune appeared on the paper, and this spirit paper also turned into a basic rune.
This scene made the beggar's eyes almost pop out, full of incredulity.
He had been stumped by the third rune for a long time, but Ling Xian had only taken a breath to draw it, how could he not be shocked "Do you see clearly?"
Ling Xian smiled gently, he saw that this beggar was very similar to himself back then, so he was moved by compassion and planned to give him some guidance.
"Ah, I didn't see it."
The beggar came back to his senses, and his little face was full of embarrassment.
He was shocked just now, and Ling Xian's movements were too fast, and he didn't see it clearly at all.
This made him regret it, thinking that he would never have another chance.
Because in his eyes, Ling Xian was an unattainable big man, and being able to guide him once was already pitiful, so how could he guide him a second time But the next moment, he was stunned.
"Don't you see clearly, then do it again, this time, you have to be serious."
Ling Xian smiled softly and waved his hand to erase the third rune.
This made the beggar sluggish again, and he only felt like he was dreaming, otherwise, how could he meet such a good nobleman He knows very well what those big people do, and most of them are nostrils up and high.
However, Ling Xian treated him so gently, which surprised him and was also full of emotion.
"Okay, take a closer look."
Ling Xian smiled at the corner of his mouth and drew again.
This time, the beggar saw it clearly and understood.
At that moment, he drew a scoop according to the gourd, and even drew this rune.
"Yes, a bit of talent."
Ling Xian smiled with satisfaction and rubbed the beggar's little head.
At this moment, a bland word suddenly came from the alley.
"It's really good, be my apprentice
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