Hearing Zhao Yun's heart scolded, the seal froze, and an illusory big talisman hit the boulder on the opposite side, but it did not break. The talisman is quite beautiful, but it is so powerful! I dare not compliment it. It is far inferior to the martial arts cultivator.

A direct palm.

"There is nothing to learn from heresy!"

Niu Hong woke up at some point. When he saw Zhao Yun using the talisman, he couldn't help but curled his lips. If Zhao Yun used this method to fight with him, he could beat Zhao Yun all the way to tears.

Zhao Yun does not deny this.

Forming seals takes time, and your opponent will not give you this time. Before you finish reciting a set of spells and finishing a set of seals, you will most likely be defeated.

Of course, if the sealing speed is fast enough, that's another matter.

Industry specializing in surgery.

When it comes to fighting monsters, a martial artist is better than a mage; but when it comes to fighting zombies, a mage's heresy may be more powerful. When fighting outside, it also depends on the opponent.

"My bell works better."

Niu Hong grinned, took out the Soul-Calling Bell, and shook it.

Zhao Yun ignored it and only studied the talisman records.

It’s not a bad thing to have too many skills, and it’s not a bad thing to learn more. If you don’t have all the skills, you will use them in the future. There are still many merits in the Talisman Record.

"Let's go, go back to our village and have a look. I'll treat you to a drink."

Niu Hong took the soul-catching bell, and regardless of whether Zhao Yun was willing or not, he grabbed it and left. After experiencing life and death together, he realized that Zhao Yun was a good person. He had saved him one after another, and it was a good chance to save him. There was no danger.

Leave him behind.

Zhao Yun did not refuse.

On the road again, the two of them crossed three mountains, passed by the market and went shopping. They bought all small items. The little fat man said they were for children.

The whole journey was silent.

When the sky was completely bright, the two of them stopped in front of a valley.

Zhao Yun looked around to make sure he wasn't going to pass.

Across the valley, there is a small village surrounded by mountains and rivers, called Niujiazhuang.

In the early morning, there is a lot of smoke in the chimney.

The village has simple folk customs, with mostly blue brick and stone tile-roofed houses. The winding country roads lead to secluded areas, and combined with the mountains and rivers, it is like a paradise, far away from the hustle and bustle.

Fortunately, it is Niujiazhuang, everyone here is named Niu.

Zhao Yun walked by with strange eyes. The people he met, whether old or children, were all normal. Looking at the person next to him, the black one was really touching.

"Done in the sun." Niu Hong coughed dryly.

"It's good to dry it in the sun to sterilize it." Zhao Yun twitched the corner of his mouth.

"Niudaner."

Niu Hong said hello, and a group of playful children gathered over.

I have a share in all the small items bought at the market.

Many adults came out. When they saw Niu Hong, they secretly breathed a sigh of relief. When they saw Zhao Yun, they were curious. They were in this remote part of the mountain, and few people came here.

The people in the village are very hospitable and treat me warmly.

Zhao Yun has seen that there are actually not many martial arts cultivators in the village, including Niu Hong, there are only six, and five of them are over the age of seventy, and their cultivation level is only at the Condensing Yuan realm.

That’s right, cultivation consumes a lot of resources.

Like him, he has a military store to support him, and sometimes he can't bear it, let alone here.

After dinner, Niu Hong went to the back mountain.

It was to bury the old village chief. The body that had been taken away by the mage had been snatched back by him. He was an orphan and it was the old village chief who raised him. How could he not risk his life?

Here, Zhao Yun found a thatched house.

He was really a martial arts fanatic, huddled in his room studying the Talisman Records.

He has realized eighty percent of the truth.

After that, he meditated and exercised, and the external injuries recovered, but the internal injuries still remained.

During this period, he once saw the moon god.

That girl is still in a deep sleep, with no sign of waking up yet.

At night, there was a call outside the room.

Before he finished speaking, Niu Hong came in, picked up Zhao Yun and left.

"Look at that."

After leaving the door, the little fat man pointed somewhere in the distance.

"oops?"

Zhao Yun opened Niu Bang and looked into the distance with his fingers. He could see a mountain, a golden mountain. At first glance, it was really a golden mountain.

"I'm not lying to you! My family has a golden mountain." Niu Hong grinned.

"It's not gold characters, it should be golden light enveloping the dusk." Zhao Yun muttered. He couldn't see clearly during the day, but at night, the golden mountain looked particularly dazzling.

"Grandpa said there is a god living inside."

"But I didn't believe it. I went in secretly and took a look, but there was nothing there."

"It glows at night."

The little fat man spoke slowly, briefly introducing the origin of Jinshan.

"No martial arts cultivators have come to see it?" Zhao Yun said.

"No one comes here for a walk in our remote country." Niu Hong coughed dryly, "There were also people who came to study it. After watching it for a month, they all left."

"Where did the golden light come from?"
Chapter completed!