"Great! Great! A top-level first-order talisman, just one step away from becoming a second-order talisman!"
Several talisman masters in the worship hall were delighted when they received the talismans. No wonder the host was hesitant to speak. How could Zhang Ping's high-grade talisman be compared?
"What!" Zhang Ping and the Zhang family's Master of Talismans were stunned when they heard this.
"Impossible!" Zhang Ping's previously calm face suddenly filled with disbelief. Someone not much older than him was so skilled in the art of talismans? The key was that the other person must also have reached the Perfect Qi Refining stage!
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"Hmph! Don't talk nonsense! Every top-tier Qi Refining Stage Talisman Master has already gained fame. How could they achieve success so easily?"
A master of talismans from the Zhang family stood up and said with dissatisfaction on his face:
"Okay, please judge for me, fellow Taoist." Lin Chengsi from the Worship Hall handed the talisman to the other party.
After the other party took it and felt it for a moment, his face was filled with disbelief. He glanced at Zhang Ping, who was full of expectation, and without saying a word, handed the talisman to the next talisman master, turned around and left the stage.
"This?" Zhang Ping's expectant heart suddenly sank to the bottom.
He didn't know how he got back, he just felt like it was all a dream.
The Zhang family's talisman masters left one by one, and the host activated the other party's talisman on the spot, which not only dispelled the black air from the dummy, but also revealed a dark purple air from the inside out of the entire body.
"First-class top-level Purple Sun Talisman!" Zhang Ping heard waves of curses from below. How much people praised him just now, how harshly they cursed him now.
"The winner of the Dou Fu is Mu Lin from the Worship Hall!"
Jiang Yun calmly clasped his fists towards the audience, and the atmosphere suddenly shifted. Those who had been filled with regret suddenly jumped for joy. Based on these odds, one Spirit Stone could earn him dozens of Yuan. Meanwhile, the other cultivators, including Hou Kun, were instantly disheartened. It was over; their entire fortune had been lost.
Jiang Yun looked at the dazed Zhang Ping and the monks in the audience who were complaining and very happy. He nodded to the host and looked at the three smiling masters of the Worship Hall. The one in the middle was the chief worshiper of the Worship Hall, Lin Chengsi.
"Okay! Okay, you bring honor to the Worship Hall. I know you want to participate in the Zi Yang Talisman Meeting, so I will give you this opportunity!" Lin Chengsi made the final decision. Jiang Yun's efforts over the years were finally not in vain.
"Thank you, Master Lin!" Jiang Yun bowed respectfully. Calling himself Master Lin also made Lin Chengsi smile even more.
"Stop!" When Jiang Yun was about to leave with the Master of the Worship Hall, Zhang Ping, who had been stunned in his place, raised his head, looked at Jiang Yun and said sternly:
"What? You can't stand losing and want to fight?" Jiang Yun looked at the other party's expression, frowned and asked:
"I'll remember you! Mu Lin, one day I'm going to defeat you fairly!"
Jiang Yun was filled with disdain when he heard what the other party said. He took it for granted that he could win over others, but he was so stubborn when he lost?
When he responded loudly:
"Okay, then I'll be waiting for you anytime!"
At the same time, he silently said in his heart:
"Idiot, wouldn't it be better to practice hard?"
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