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The progress of the last series of cultivation methods was slow, and she was still holding a breath in her heart. It was just the right time to find someone to vent her anger and ease her mood.

"Is that so? that\'s great. I also want to let you know that a half-Saint like me is different from you." Zhuo fanglin retorted.

Jie Feiying, who was hiding in the distance, was so anxious that she wanted to kick Zhuo fanglin a few times. \'I told you to stop talking nonsense and start beating him up, but why are you talking nonsense again? were you a mute in your past life?\' Didn\'t you say anything? Can\'t you finish the conversation?

Fortunately, just as Xie Feiying was about to go crazy, Ling Chuxi pulled out the Luo Chen sword.

"Armament? Didn\'t anyone tell you that the most powerful cultivators in the Qing-Yun realm are not martial cultivators, but spell cultivators?" Zhuo fanglin said sarcastically when he saw Ling Chuxi preparing to make a move.

"You\'ve already become a spell cultivator?" Ling Chuxi retorted sarcastically.

Even though Zhuo fanglin came from the Jingan source, he also cultivated martial arts techniques. Before he advanced to the sage level, he was unable to become a spell cultivator.

"Although I\'m not a spell cultivator, I can show you the power of a spell cultivator." Zhuo fanglin had been abused so many times, and he felt a little out of sorts. Subconsciously, he wanted to show off, so he took out the flying Flowers and falling leaves talisman.

"What is this?" Ling Chuxi asked. She had never seen the power of a spell cultivator before.

"This is called the flying Flowers and falling leaves talisman. Even a Sage level master can only be beaten by this talisman. Ling Chuxi, you\'re dead for sure today." Zhuo fanglin held the spirit talisman in his hand as he raised his neck and said proudly.

In the distance, Jie Feiying was so anxious that she almost fell to the ground. It was finally time to make a move, why did you start talking nonsense again? What was there to show off? Spirit talismans were used to beat people up, not to show off.

"So this is the talisman. Jie Feiying gave it to you, right?" Ling Chuxi asked. She had heard of how precious spirit talismans were. With Zhuo fanglin\'s status, he definitely wouldn\'t be able to get his hands on such a good thing. It must be that woman, Xie Feiying, who was up to no good.

"You don\'t need to worry about that. You just need to know that this spirit talisman is not something you can contend against." It was a rare occasion for Zhuo fanglin to show off, and he seemed to be going all out in his act.

Just as Zhuo fanglin was pretending to be pleased with himself, he suddenly saw a small mound on the ground rolling over rapidly like a wave. It made a few big circles and stopped in front of him.

"What is this?" Zhuo fanglin was given a fright, and he clutched the spirit talisman in his hand as his eyes widened.

"Haha, I\'ll let you escape. Let\'s see where you can escape to!" The small mound suddenly exploded, and a little girl in a floral cotton-padded jacket jumped out. Her pink and tender face was still stained with mud and dried leaves. She was holding a fat and strong rabbit in her hand. The rabbit was being held by the ear and was struggling desperately.

"Ling ... Granny Ling ..." Zhuo fanglin was dumbfounded. He looked at granny Ling with his mouth agape, then at the wild rabbit in her hand.

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