If the tripod is spread out, the surface area will obviously be much larger than that of the talisman paper. Naturally, there are many more magic talismans and spells that can be engraved on it than the talisman paper. Moreover, with the material of the bronze tripod, it is estimated that the engraved magic patterns are much more powerful than the thin and crispy yellow paper!

But the problem is that no matter how long the wings are, they can't stand the number of people!

Take the lowest level of palm thunder as an example. The talisman master can definitely blast the inscription master into ashes one by one in the dark! The most tiny inscription master with a skeleton flashing straight must carry a large cauldron that attracts thunder with him...

Carry it with you, take it quickly, and use it locally, endless...

Inscription masters fight against talisman masters, the effect is the same as those who are playing with big swords when encountering the rainy rain pear blossom needle. Often, before the knife is raised, they are shot into a pig's head by flying needles all over the sky.

What a tragedy!

And the most tragic thing is that I became the second fool in the world!

After entering the Fantian Sect, he became the disciple of the Inscription Master!

Heaven and earth are sad!

Huh? No!

The sadness and anger suddenly blew away, and Wu Ming woke up with a sudden excitement.

"If I hadn't been dazzled, the talisman master who was photographed flying just now?!"

Seeing Qian Mo's mysterious appearance, the young man was very quick to think, "That's why the inscription master may not necessarily lose against the talisman master! Well... the key is still to rely on his personal practice. Uh... or maybe the master pretended to be a pig and ate a tiger, and then he used a big move to get up and injured that guy by chance..."

The young man muttering to himself had clearer eyes, "Basically speaking, the more advanced the skills, the stronger the backlash. Look at the master's expression of grinning and crying as if he was just now..."

The young man's wit was far beyond Qian Mo's estimate. Since he could think of these things, it would be an insult to his IQ. Forget it, he must know these secrets in this sect.

Thinking of this, Qian Mo sighed, slowly stretched out his hidden right hand and placed it flat on the table.

"Wow, Master, you are from Africa." The boy couldn't help but scream at his little arm as black as coke.

Qian Mo's arms were as dark as Qian Mo's name. The thick skin was covered with scars, and at first glance, it seemed that the entire arm was covered with scabs.

"Backoff?" Wu Ming reads fantasy novels a lot in his previous life, so he can naturally guess the origin of Qian Mo's injury on his arm.

"Backoff... Haha! It really means that." Qian Mo nodded and smiled, "Disciple, this is the price of using ancient inscriptions."

Damn, I was indeed guessed by my master. What kind of inscription master is just the seven-injury fist that hurts oneself first and then hurts others!

"Master, can you have to print these inscriptions on yourself?" Wu Ming looked at the long scarf covering his face, and the inscription master who was tightly wrapped in a cloak of mopping the floor suddenly burst into cold sweat. Could it be that the master's whole body was like this little arm?!

"No."

Just gave Wu Ming a reassurance pill, the next paragraph of the inscription master made the young man burst into tears, "Heaven and earth divide yin and yang, yin and yang produce the five elements, water, fire, metal, wood and earth, and time-dividing to cultivate to form all things. The inscription requires spiritual energy to be activated, but there are not many places where the five elements are abundant in the heaven and earth, and we are also called the spirit of all things..."

"Doesn't it meant that without sufficient spiritual energy, you could only be branded on yourself?" Wu Ming stopped crying.

"To be precise, it is branded on psychic things."

"Psychic treasure..."

Seeing that his little apprentice's eyes became brighter and brighter, Qian Mo struggled to stand up and turned to walk upstairs. After forcing him to sit for so long, he really couldn't hold on.

"Then what master, it's okay to brand it on others, right?" The little apprentice's inquiry suddenly sounded behind him. The first inscription master in the world frustrated slightly and he nodded slowly.

Since Bi Fang disappeared, the tea shop has been very quiet for several days.

The rumors of hidden secrets in Xiayi tea shops are getting more and more intense. Although there are so many people who drink tea and listen to books as usual, there are more other meanings in the eyes of the tea shops filled with tea shops.

It is also rare to say that this Fantianmen accepts disciples.

The mental method and internal and external techniques are not taught either. If you are too anxious, Qian Mo's eyes turned over and said, "What did you do in the past and what will you do in the future!"

So Wu Ming, who had just been proud of his performance in front of the tea lovers for a few days, bowed his head and started to serve tea and water.

Days pass by day, and in a blink of an eye, it takes half a year. Seeing the weeping willows and the spring swallows pass through the hall, Qian Mo finally spoke, "Let's go and settle your relationship."

"Where do you go!" The young man shook his hand and threw away the huge copper pot, and slid to the master.

"Go and meet that Mr. Huang."

"Okay!" The commander behind Zheng Tu and his group who were photographed to death was Huang Yuanwai. Wu Ming heard it clearly in the back of the room that day. Later, he said that he had no movement with his master. This was a thorn in the heart of the young man, especially when Tofu gave him buns, this feeling was particularly strong.

Wu Ming had actually inquired secretly, but this Yuanwailang, who is known as Huangbancheng, is indeed unaffordable. The famous Henggang Wu Castle fifty miles south of the city is his mansion. Although the scale is comparable to that of Beixincheng, it is definitely a small city with full functions.

The eyes were filled with a pair of bronze lion beasts squatting at the gate. The stone and wooden walls more than meter high surrounded the mansion, and the four corner guard posts were lined with arrow towers. Archers patrol and guard guards day and night. Even the threshing grass team of Turkic cavalry did not dare to attack.

The young man accompanied Qian Mo to Henggang with only a stream of blood, but was frightened by the Wubao on the tiger ridge in front of him and suddenly woke up.

"Master, I counted it. There were more than a hundred archers on the top of the city alone, and there were definitely more people inside..."

Seeing the boy swallowing his saliva constantly, Qian Mo smiled and said, "Why, are you scared?"

Isn't this nonsense! Wu Ming rolled his eyes and said, "Master, I think we'd better slap to death in secret. There's no need to do it with him openly."

Qian Mo suddenly turned dark, "Disciple, why did I say it when I met? I have to slap my forehead!" Seeing Wu Ming's face uncovered disdain, the inscription master taught: "Don't think that slapping is just a slap! There is a big difference between slap my forehead and slap my forehead! slap my forehead is upright, slap my head is a slap guy behind me, I'm not ashamed! I think I'm the best in the world..."

"I said, master, there is still no end. Since you want to be an open and honest hero, then do it!" Wu Ming picked up half of the brick and tried to rush forward.

"Where can you use this broken brick under my school? It's so cold! Put it down quickly, there are immortal bricks for me." Qian Mo proudly showed the sky-changing seal that he had not seen for many days.

Thinking of the big or small Buzhou Mountain, Wu Ming rushed up to his head with passion, "Wow! Master, you won't want to take the whole castle in one fell swoop!"

Damn, why did you forget this? You threw away the bricks casually, and Wu Ming laughed at the towering castle on the Hu Ju Mountain with his waist.

A whole mountain fell down and it depends on how you die!
Chapter completed!