I have been bound in a forbidden place for five hundred years. Why are you crying when I am a casual

Qingxuan Holy Land, Moshu Peak.

Under the gaze of a group of Moshu Peak's talisman disciples, Qin Moyan was holding his Seven Treasures Glazed Pen with an extremely focused and serious expression.

Writing talismans!

She had failed in her attempt to summon the gods and was unable to advance to the seventh-level talisman master, but she was definitely a sixth-level talisman master with the most solid foundation.

This can be seen from the speed at which she makes the talismans.

As his wrist turned, the rhythm of heaven and earth was continuously engraved on it. Every stroke was so precise that it was impeccable. In just a cup of tea, the three talismans immediately flew into the air and landed on the side.

Make three talismans at a time!

This speed made all the disciples' eyes sparkle:

"Too strong, too strong, Master is truly too strong. I'm afraid I'll never be able to catch up with the speed of his talisman-making skills in this lifetime!"

"Elder Qin is harnessing the Dao rhyme of heaven and earth for his own benefit, forcibly engraving it onto a square inch of talisman paper. This level of control is definitely not comparable to that of an ordinary sixth-level talisman master!"

"The strongest is still steady. Elder Qin has been writing talismans for three consecutive days without stopping or making any mistakes. This alone is enough to leave us far behind!"

A group of disciples exclaimed in surprise and gasped in shock.

no way.

Qin Moyan is indeed too proficient in the art of talismans!

He wrote talismans continuously for three days without making a single mistake. In just three days, Qin Moyan wrote nearly five hundred talismans by himself.

This ability is amazing and admirable!

"A bunch of trash!"

Just as everyone was exclaiming in surprise, a cold snort suddenly came. Everyone turned their heads and saw that the person who came was a beautiful woman with a sweet appearance and a lovely face, like a girl next door.

but.

Seeing this beautiful woman, a group of Moshufeng's disciples were so frightened that they immediately bowed down in worship:

"Meet Seventh Uncle!"

"Meet Elder Lu!"

This woman was none other than Gu Xiu's seventh senior sister Lu Qingyao.

Many disciples know this.

Don't be fooled by the fact that this Seventh Uncle Master looks innocent, sweet and cute, but in fact he is a person who acts according to his mood.

She can give you great opportunities when she is happy.

She can also find an excuse to skin and tendons someone when she is in a bad mood!

At this moment, she looked so arrogant and cold that anyone who was not blind could tell that Seventh Uncle was in a bad mood today, so naturally no one dared to offend or contradict her.

really.

Lu Qingyao, who had just arrived, started yelling:

"You bunch of useless people actually have the nerve to admire my Fifth Senior Sister's talisman-making skills. Shouldn't you be reflecting on yourselves right now and wondering why my Fifth Senior Sister has to work so hard for three consecutive days?"

These words made Mo Shufeng and his disciples lower their heads.

Eyes full of guilt.

Qin Moran worked so hard to make the talisman, and it was indeed a drag on them.

It sounds strange.

During this period of time, no one knew what was going on, but they had trouble making talismans. The success rate of talismans, which used to be 70 to 80 percent, has only been 20 to 30 percent in recent times.

Except for a few disciples with solid foundation.

other people.

Everyone has encountered this situation.

I used to be able to write talismans easily, but now no matter how hard I try, it always feels a little bit worse. Not only has the success rate of making talismans decreased, but even the power of the talismans has decreased.

It's just weird.

You have to know that the Qingxuan Holy Land is a legitimate holy land sect. The daily consumption of talismans alone is the largest expense, and the talismans they make on weekdays are often sold to earn profits for the sect.

But what about recently?

Not to mention dumping it abroad, the Qingxuan Holy Land is even struggling to be self-sufficient.

This made them feel extremely guilty and remorseful.

Some disciples even began to wonder if the heavenly punishment suffered by Junior Uncle Longyin Sword a few days ago meant that the Qingxuan Holy Land had truly been abandoned by Heaven?

Otherwise, how could such a strange thing happen?

"Or maybe you haven't learned enough skills and haven't worked hard enough!"

"If you worked hard, how could this happen?"

"If you ask me, it's because my Fifth Senior Sister treats you too well. Otherwise, how could you be so tired?"

Lu Qingyao angrily scolded this group of disciples harshly.

No one objected at the scene. Everyone didn't even dare to breathe. They felt aggrieved, but at the same time they also wondered if it was really because they didn't work hard enough.

"Qingyao."

Fortunately, just when Lu Qingyao's scolding became more and more unbearable, Qin Moran stopped making talismans and walked over, saving the group of disciples who were being scolded so badly that they couldn't even raise their heads.

"Sister, why are you so pale?"

"Nothing, maybe I'm a little tired."

"Senior Sister, you are the leader of a peak. How can you do everything by yourself? These disciples should be dealt with!"

"Don't worry, I will." Qin Moran said, looking back at the group of disciples: "Alright, everyone, disperse. Although your Uncle Lu's words may not sound good, they do make sense. Go back and reflect on it carefully and practice diligently!"

A group of disciples dispersed as if they had been pardoned.

He was afraid that if he left too late, Lu Qingyao would pull him aside and scold him again.

"Senior Sister, I think you are too soft-hearted. These disciples are like this. If it were me, I would definitely punish them severely!" Lu Qingyao said.

Qin Moran smiled: "Alright, alright, as the sage said, if a teacher is not strict in teaching, he will be lazy. If we are to punish them, then I, as their teacher, should be the first one to be punished."

"How could that be? I heard that you, Senior Sister, haven't even had a rest in the past three days because of the sect's talismans. If it weren't for them, how could this happen?"

Qin Moyan's expression darkened slightly: "This is none of their business. I just want to calm down."

Want to meditate?

Lu Qingyao was puzzled: "Senior Sister, are you worried about Junior Brother's Dragon Roar Sword?"

"This...I guess so." Qin Moran answered casually.

She was actually worried about Gu Xiu. The scene she saw in the Tianji Samsara Realm that day was like a nail knocking into her heart. Whenever she had some free time, she would immediately think of this matter.

It made her feel uneasy.

"Don't worry, Senior Sister. Master has already prepared a lot of materials. It won't be long before he can forge a new sword for you. Moreover, the resources used this time are even better than the Dragon Roar Sword. It will definitely be even more powerful!"

"Um……"

"Senior Sister, Junior Brother's animal pen on Zhuo Peak has been built. I plan to give him a few spirit beasts and teach him how to tame them."

"Um……"

"Sister?"

"what?"

"Why do I feel like you are thinking about something else?" Lu Qingyao was surprised and noticed that Qin Moyan was absent-minded.

Qin Mo Ran pursed his lips, and finally couldn't help but said: "I... I'm wondering, where is Gu Xiu now?"

"Gu Xiu?" Lu Qingyao was stunned for a moment, then frowned. "Senior Sister, how could you still be thinking about that bastard who should have died long ago? Was it because of Senior Sister's Heavenly Secret Reincarnation Mirror that day that you were thinking about all that nonsense?"

Qin Mo Ran hesitated: "This..."

"Senior Sister, don't forget."

"Gu Xiu was the one who cut off your path. He is the culprit. Don't talk about the suffering he endured. He brought it upon himself. Otherwise, you would have long ago sought the great path, Senior Sister!"

Lu Qingyao said indignantly.

Qin Mo Ran was not moved by this statement. Instead, he pursed his lips and took a deep breath:

"Little junior sister..."

"If I were to say that Gu Xiu had already told me this long before I forcibly summoned the spirit..."

"He has other ways to help me, so I shouldn't force it..."