When the resolute middle-aged monk surnamed Lu heard this, he looked at Fang Yan, Fang Yan was shocked in his heart, and he only felt that a powerful divine sense was projected on his body, and he had a sense of panic.

However, Fang Yan had already been treated like this by many high-level cultivators, knowing that this was just because the other party's divine sense was too strong, but there was still a trace of unnatural expression on his face.

After all, Fang Yan is just a mortal now, and it is not good to be too calm.

"Not bad, not bad. ”

Before, Priest Liu told the middle-aged man surnamed Lu that Fang Yan had great potential to make talismans, and at this moment, after inspection, the middle-aged man surnamed Lu also saw that this was indeed the case.

"Master Fang, please come forward. ”

Next to the middle-aged man surnamed Lu, in addition to Priest Liu, there was also a middle-aged woman who looked ordinary, but was very affinity, smiled and waved to Fang Yan.

After Fang Yan nodded, he stepped forward in a few steps and came to the front of the three of them.

After seeing that the middle-aged man surnamed Lu had no other explanation, the woman took out a jade box from a small bag of animal skin on her waist.

Inside that box was lying a very extraordinary-looking talisman, which looked even more extraordinary than the talisman Fang Yan had seen.

As soon as the middle-aged woman opened the jade box, Fang Yan felt a vast and far-reaching power rushing towards her.

I don't know how this talisman was made, and what kind of powerful predecessor was able to make such a powerful and vast talisman.

Fang Yan's gaze curiously fell on the jade box, only to see that the words on it were different from what Yan saw in front of him.

Because, the cinnabar text on this is a special text, and this special text is Douwen!

If it weren't for Fang Yan's previous access to Ah Han Yindou Wen, I'm afraid he wouldn't know this kind of writing.

However, this is naturally not Ah Hanyin's Douwen, but another kind of Douwen that Fang Yan doesn't know about.

Although this kind of Douwen does not have the strange power that Ahanyin Douwen indulges in, the power emanating from it still makes people marvel and give birth to infinite awe.

This is a kind of Douwen that is completely different from Ahanyin's Douwen.

It is also a kind of heavenly rule, a special text that has evolved.

"This talisman is called the Ancestral Fu, and it has been passed down from the ancestor who founded the Ten Thousand Fu Mound, and later, you just need to do what I say.

Don't be nervous, don't be afraid, there will be no danger......"

The middle-aged woman explained slowly, and at the same time wanted to appease Fang Yan.

After all, in their eyes, Fang Yan was just a mortal with no knowledge.

Hearing this, Fang Yan nodded, indicating that he understood.

After the middle-aged man surnamed Lu nodded, the woman carefully took out the ancestral talisman from the jade box, and under Fang Yan's pretended surprised gaze, Qi pointed at the ancestral talisman.

I saw a white light fly out from the fingertips of the middle-aged female cultivator, and immediately fell on the ancestral talisman in her hand, and then the ancestral talisman burst out of a halo, flying out of her hand and flying into the air.

Then, under Fang Yan's incredible gaze, the ancestral talisman slowly swelled and became the size of a zhang Xu Kuan, and the vermilion douwen on it also seemed to come to life, and it actually swayed one after another.

Suddenly, a terrifying and magnificent force rushed down from the Vermilion Dou Wen, enveloping Fang Yan's entire body in it.

And after that, those vermilion douwen seemed to come to life, and they actually fell from the rune paper and turned into countless vermilion runes, the number of which was simply innumerable, countless.

They were like thousands of hands, encircling Fang Yan's entire body.

Suddenly, Fang Yan's whole person was shrouded in these vermilion fighting texts.

And Priest Liu, who was standing in place, as well as the middle-aged monk surnamed Lu and the middle-aged woman, looked commonplace.

And at this moment, Fang Yan found that at some point, it seemed that his consciousness had actually flown out.

Follow these vermilion douwen who walked down from the rune paper, and walked towards a golden world.

As soon as he entered this golden world, these Douwen disappeared, and Fang Yan was in a golden world at the moment.

Before Fang Yan could react, the original golden world also changed, just like a room that had been suddenly blown out of the candles, and suddenly became pitch black.

Fang Yan didn't know what to do, he just subconsciously wanted to look for light, which was human instinct.

Just when Fang Yan first thought of this, a very small part of the Vermilion Douwen that had originally disappeared flew towards Fang Yan from somewhere in the darkness.

Originally, the vermilion runes were not conspicuous, but Fang Yan was in darkness at the moment, and these Dou Wen, which shone with a faint light, also became extraordinarily shining.

Under Fang Yan's surprised gaze, these vermilion douwen burrowed into Fang Yan's dantian like this, and then turned into a stream of heat, slowly running in the limbs.

After a little Zhou Tian flowed in Fang Yan's veins, this hot current was weak, and at this moment, another part of the Vermilion Douwen flew out of the darkness and threw itself into Fang Yan's dantian again, turning into a trickle, washing Fang Yan's veins.

This feeling was just like the feeling that Fang Yan had used the spiritual liquid pool to wash away the dirt and seed path that day, but there were subtle differences, and this difference could only be understood, not spoken.

As time passed, Fang Yan felt more and more that his physique seemed to have improved a lot under the influence of these Vermilion Douwen.

And that's far from over.

More and more vermilion douwen, which had long since disappeared, flocked to Fang Yan's dantian, turning into a trickle, washing Fang Yan's meridians.

It was a long time before it stopped.

These trickles all rushed into Fang Yan's dantian at this moment, constantly condensing, from gas to liquid, and then from liquid to semi-solid, slowly forming a vermilion seed shape.

And in Fang Yan's dantian at this moment, the legendary-level Dao seed wrapped in golden liquid also changed at this time.

As the Vermilion Dao Seed in Fang Yan's body slowly took shape, the legendary-level Dao Seed in the dantian also gradually operated, and it seemed to reflect each other with the Vermilion Dao Seed that was being formed.

"Hey, it's not over yet, it's been a quarter of an hour. ”

Seeing that Fang Yan was still wrapped in the vermilion douwen on the ancestral talisman, the middle-aged woman couldn't help but speak.

And Priest Liu's eyes could not hide the look of surprise.

"Hehe, it must be that this Master Fang's qualifications are too rebellious, so the cultivation of the Tao has not ended. ”

The middle-aged monk surnamed Lu said with a look of relief and surprise on his face.

Hearing this, Priest Liu and the middle-aged woman both had a look of surprise in their eyes.

"It's not good, the energy in this ancestral talisman is not enough to support Fang Fuzi's cultivation of the Dao, at this time, Fang Fuzi is in the critical period of cultivating the Dao, if the energy is not enough, I am afraid that the follow-up will be weak when condensing the Dao seed.

It seems that Poor Dao still has to take out the ancestral talisman that the headquarters temporarily lent me!"

Suddenly, the middle-aged monk surnamed Lu stood up and made this decision.

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