After nightfall, the sword spirits all yawned and returned to Chen Sui's mind. Chen Sui didn't know why their daily routines were the same as before she entered the foundation-building stage. After all, she couldn't guess what the sword spirits were thinking.
Chen Sui was concentrating on drawing talismans on a blank piece of talisman paper with a shit pen dipped in his own blood. Although the shit pen expressed disgust, it could not resist Chen Sui.
Only after Shen Sui had drawn at least hundreds of talismans with his own blood did he stop writing. It must be said that although these talismans consume a lot of blood, their effects are quite good.
Shen Sui began to stop the bleeding from his wound that had been bleeding for a long time, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Among these talismans, the Spirit Explosion Talisman should be the most useful. I don't know how powerful it is. When we enter the outer field of the Immortal Discussion Conference, we will find an open space to test it." Chen Sui muttered softly while using his spiritual energy to collect these talismans into his mustard seed bracelet.
After cleaning up, Chen Sui lay on the recliner, covered with a thin blanket, then raised his head and admired the moon in the sky until someone coughed lightly.
Chen Sui narrowed her eyes slightly and looked at the uninvited guest she had been waiting for for a long time.
"Wow, there's such a strong smell of blood here?" said the old man in gray, pinching his nose.
Chen Sui said nonchalantly, "I just bled a little bit."
The old man in gray clothes widened his eyes and said, "You are such a ruthless person! You just bleed me when I say so. I see you look like a dead person now."
"It's okay, that's what happens when you lose too much blood," Chen Sui yawned slightly. "By the way, aren't you afraid of being discovered by my master and the others when you come in?"
"No," the gray-robed old man said proudly, "My talismans can even deceive those in the Spiritual Transformation Stage."
"But there is no spiritual energy in you." Chen Sui narrowed his eyes and said this.
She noticed this the first time she saw the old man in gray, and the old man in gray was not surprised: "Because I am just an ordinary person."
Is he a mortal? But how could a mortal enter the Kunlun Realm, the highest of the Three Realms? Shen Sui looked a little strange.
"Your eyes tell me that you don't believe I'm a mortal. You'd rather believe I'm a hermit." The gray-robed old man rolled his eyes at Chen Sui without any hesitation. "But please, there aren't that many immortal cultivators in this world. Although immortal cultivators occupy the upper three realms, their numbers are far less than those in the human world."
"Birth, aging, sickness and death are the norm in the human world," the gray-clothed old man sat down on Shen Sui's recliner without caring about his image, his eyes showing the indifference of someone who had seen through life and death. "You might as well ask me how old I am."
"One hundred?" Shen Sui said a number casually.
The old man in gray smiled and said, "Many people say that I'm long-lived, but unfortunately, I'm not really a hundred years old."
"One hundred and fifty?" Shen Sui raised his eyebrows. According to the weirdness of this old man, he should indeed live longer than ordinary people.
The old man in gray shook his head again. Just as Shen Sui was about to say two hundred in disbelief, the old man in gray said disdainfully, "You really are making me sound older. I'm obviously only fifty-nine."
Shen Sui was stunned for a moment.
But she couldn't connect this old man with the age of fifty-seven. Could it be that the old man was old and his cognition was confused, so he said fifty-nine instead of ninety-five?
The old man in gray couldn't stand her suspicious look, so he slapped his thigh and said, "Why are you still questioning your master?"
Knowing it was time to change the subject, Chen Sui immediately said, "I'm not questioning, I'm being realistic. So, Master, what are you doing in Kunlun Realm?"
"...Recently, a sect appeared in the human world, and many people died." The gray-robed old man thought for a moment. After all, Chen Sui had become his disciple, so it didn't matter what he said. "The Human Emperor asked me to investigate this matter. At first, the Human Emperor and I both thought it was the work of the demons. Later, I discovered that this sect had a close connection with the Kunlun Realm, so I came to the Kunlun Realm."
Chen Sui narrowed his eyes slightly: "Many people died...how many people died."
The old man in gray was silent, then silently gestured to Shen Sui.
Chen Sui, who had been lying on the recliner like a boneless man, suddenly sat up in shock as if he were dying: "So many?"
"And they are all innocent civilians." The old man in gray said with some heaviness.
Shen Sui closed her eyes. No one saw the gloom in her eyes. After a while, Shen Sui suddenly opened her eyes and said, "Didn't you say you would teach me that special talisman? It doesn't matter if I don't return to the human world?"
Speaking of this, the gray-robed old man shrugged his shoulders and said, "Well, the Yanshen Sect asked me to wait a few days. Oh, and don't tell anyone about this. I guess they want to investigate this privately. But if the truth comes out, it will not only damage the reputation of the Kunlun Realm."
Chen Sui snorted and laughed: "Can you find it out? If you can find it out, you don't need to go to Kunlun Realm at all."
The old man in gray sighed: "That's right. By the way, I haven't introduced myself yet. My name is Chang Heng. How about you, my disciple?"
Chen Sui lay back on the recliner and looked at the moon in the sky.
"Don't you know, Shen Sui?"
In the following time, Chang Heng did not waste any words and directly asked Shen Sui what type of talisman he wanted to learn. This made Shen Sui confused and asked, "Can I still choose this?"
Chen Sui had never really learned talismans systematically. To be honest, apart from Xie Wanyu teaching her a set of basic cultivation methods at the beginning, she had figured out everything else on her own. Xuan Qing also didn't teach her anything. What was particularly magical was that she had been practicing until now.
Chen Sui thought deeply that if it weren't for Shen Xinglan, she would think she was a peerless genius, and a fucking peerless genius who died young.
"Of course you can choose," Chang Heng nodded, "For example, what you think you will need most next."
Shen Sui fell into deep thought.
To be honest, she has all the talismans she has now, whether they are offensive or calming, but what she needs most next...
Shen Sui inevitably thought of that important incident, and then she smiled strangely: "Is this true? Can you draw a talisman that can bring me back to life?"
Chang Heng: "Don't be too outrageous."
Chen Sui curled his lips and immediately muttered to himself: "What? You said you would teach me some special talismans. If you can't even bring the dead back to life, how can it be considered a special talisman?"
The corners of Chang Heng's lips twitched. Although he had long seen how shameless his apprentice was, he still couldn't help but want to hit him. In order to curb this idea, Chang Heng could only take a deep breath.
"You can't bring the dead back to life even if you ascend to become an immortal, but..."
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