Immortal Master Invincible

Chapter 181
After eating a meal and chatting for half an hour, Jin Yanxiu went back to school to attend class.

Fang Xiaonan's spirit became much clearer, and he went straight home.

No matter what, he must draw the mid-level Soul Gathering Talisman today or tomorrow, otherwise he really couldn't face Zhao Xianling's disappointed expression.

As for the inspectors guarding the general mansion that he met just now, he immediately forgot about them.

The so-called soldiers come to block, water comes to cover; just these few, it is obvious that even if they came to find fault, they came by themselves; they dare not make things big.

As long as things don't become a big deal, Fang Xiaonan doesn't worry at all.

Fang Xiaonan, who was a little more refreshed than in the morning, sat down at the desk again, and this time he really relaxed; anyway, he has made a decision, if it doesn’t work out today, tomorrow he will go all out and use the power of consonance, He must also be able to draw this mid-level Soul Gathering Talisman.

Fang Xiaonan, who was relieved, picked up the pen and drew on the talisman paper.

"Swipe, swipe..."

The strokes are smooth, and within three to five seconds, with a subtle flash of light, a Taoist talisman will appear on the paper.

"Uh?"

"Forehead?"

"Uh!"

Looking at this complete middle-level soul-gathering talisman, Fang Xiaonan was in a daze for a while, and this is it?

Looking at the ghost wolf pen in his hand, and then at the Taoist talisman on Table Mountain, Fang Xiaonan took a deep breath, put down the ghost wolf pen, picked up the Taoist talisman and carefully looked at it.

The whole Taoist talisman is smooth in brushwork, complete in runes, and faintly visible auras, it is a good and complete Taoist talisman.

"It's done! Is it done?" Fang Xiaonan held the Taoist talisman with a look of dumbfounding on his face.

This thing that has been a headache for so long, unexpectedly, under this essay, it becomes...

It seems that the way of drawing talismans is really to follow the way of nature; the more you try your best, the less beautiful it is; only naturalness is the best way.

Carefully inspecting the talisman for a few more times, and feeling the context of the talisman carefully for a few minutes, while the feeling of drawing the talisman just now is still there, Fang Xiaonan picked up a new talisman paper and continued to draw.

There is a difference between doing it deliberately and letting nature take its course. After two or three strokes in a row, it is still the same as the first stroke, but it is difficult to succeed after the last stroke.

A little helpless, Fang Xiaonan could only carefully recall the feeling when the Dao Fu was completed just now, and continue to work hard.

But fortunately, on the fifth track, it finally succeeded again.

Looking at this dao talisman, Fang Xiaonan breathed a sigh of relief; only when he drew it for the second time would he truly prove that he has mastered this middle-level soul-gathering talisman.

Carefully packed the two mid-level Soul Gathering Talismans in a wooden box, Fang Xiaonan calmed down a little, then picked up the phone and dialed Zhao Xianling.

This kind of thing happened naturally, and the sooner he told the other party, the better; he could well understand the current mood of Zhao Xianling's family.

At this time, Zhao Xianling's family was sitting in front of the hospital bed in Hei Province thousands of miles away.

Zhao Zhongming looked at his father with a worried look on his face, and said, "Dad, it seems that the deadline for the promise has reached, and there is no news about it, so it's possible..."

After saying this, Zhao Zhongming hesitated for a moment, but still gritted his teeth and said, "Could it be that you are really a liar?"

Seeing his son's expression, Zhao Zhongming gave a wry smile helplessly. He still trusted Fang Xiaonan; especially a while ago, the news came from Nanxing that Fang Xiaonan seriously injured Luo Nana, and Fang Xiaonan is still safe and sound.

This gave him a little more confidence.

But at this time, it was indeed as the son said, it was the last time agreed upon; if it went well, it stands to reason that Fang Xiaonan should have completed it.

On the pretty face of Zhao Zhongling next to him was also a little gloomy and worried. He looked at his father and said, "Dad, why don't you call again and ask!"

Zhao Xianling looked at the time, pondered for a moment, sighed softly, and said: "We agreed on tomorrow, let's endure for another day today!"

Zhao Zhongming and Zhao Zhongling looked at each other, and they could see the worry and tension in each other's eyes.

"Father...if this happens...if the imitation of Xiaonan fails, then...do you really want to go to Luohun Cliff as a slave?" Zhao Zhongling's pretty face was full of worry.

"Yes... Dad, you can't go to Luohun Cliff!" Zhao Zhongming said with a dark face.

"Oh... It's not certain, what are you so worried about!" Zhao Xianling smiled and comforted her two children, and said with a smile: "Maybe Fang Xiaonan will call later, and I don't know!"

Looking at their father's forced laughter, Zhao Zhongling and his sister felt sad for a while; they didn't know that if Fang Xiaonan really didn't complete the middle-level soul-gathering charm, then his father would definitely go there to save his mother. Falling Soul Cliff.

When the three father and daughter were full of worries, suddenly the mobile phone on the table next to them rang.

Hearing the sudden ringtone of the mobile phone, the faces of the three moved in unison.

The whole family is here, and there are not many people who can call Zhao Xianling.

Zhao Xianling took a breath, reached out to pick up the phone and looked at it, his face was suddenly happy, and he even connected the phone with a slightly trembling hand.

"Hey, hello little friend!"

"Really?"

"Good good!!!"

Brothers and sisters Zhao Zhongling and Zhao Zhongming next to him, seeing their father's suddenly excited face, both of them were suddenly overjoyed, could it be...

Amidst the tension and excitement between the two, Zhao Xianling finally hung up the phone, looked at the siblings, and said excitedly: "Little friend Fang has prepared the mid-level Soul Gathering Talisman!"

"Really? Dad... Then let's go to Dongyuan!" Zhao Zhongming excitedly said.

Zhao Xianling pondered for a while, and then said: "Since the middle-level Soul Gathering Talisman is ready, there is no rush!"

"Huh?" The two siblings looked at their father suspiciously.

"Although there is an intermediate-level soul-gathering talisman that can wake your mother up, it's best to have a fellow Taoist who is good at soul magic to help you!"

Zhao Xianling said in a slow voice: "I think this imitation boy seems to be very proficient in this kind of magic technique, and this talisman is also made by him himself; if it is done by him, I think it will be safer!"

Zhao Zhongming and Zhao Zhongling looked at each other, looked at their father, and nodded slowly; they were very impressed with Xiaonan's technique.

Seeing that his son and daughter also agreed with his idea, Zhao Xianling smiled with satisfaction: "Then, if that's the case, I'll give him another call. If you want to imitate my little friend, you shouldn't refuse such a thing!"

Fang Xiaonan naturally did not refuse Zhao Xianling's request; the so-called sending Buddha to the west, since he has reached this point, he will naturally do his best.

With the middle-level soul-gathering talisman, it is not a big problem to wake up Zhao's wife, and Zhao Xianling's reward will satisfy him.

After pondering for a while, he made an appointment with Zhao Xianling for three days.

I still have an appointment with someone tomorrow, at least invite the person to the meal first, and then I can leave.

Fake Xiaonan still can't do such a thing as missing an appointment!

Fang Xiaonan is not very familiar with the place where Dongyuan eats, so it is more appropriate to leave it to Yuan Mingqiang.

Yuan Mingqiang is naturally the most aware of matters such as eating.

Hearing that Fang Xiaonan wanted to treat guests, after asking about the situation of the guests, he immediately helped him book a private room in a club in Lushan; even the dishes were arranged directly.

"Lushanju, Maple Leaf Pavilion private room, you can go there by yourself!" Yuan Mingqiang over there said with a smile: "Do you want me to help accompany the guests?"

"No, the guests this time are not ordinary people... I have to deal with it myself!"

Hearing Xiaonan's words, Yuan Mingqiang took a breath and smiled slowly: "That's okay, if you need anything, call me anytime!"

After finishing speaking, Yuan Mingqiang laughed again: "By the way, the old man in Yanjing has confirmed the news this time!"

"Oh!" Fang Xiaonan smiled, counted the days, and said with a slight smile: "I think it's almost time!"

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(End of this chapter)