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Chapter 360 Junior Brother is using his waist to exchange for magic weapon again (7)

Xuan Luo hadn't heard anyone speak rudely to him for a long time, so it was quite new.

Sure enough, when people stay in a high position for too long, all they can hear and feel is kindness.

Only by standing in the mud can you see the true nature of human beings.

He had heard before that there was an extremely talented sword cultivator in this class, and Elder Haoran thought highly of him. He sent several letters to Qingyun Peak, hoping that he would give him personal advice.

Now that they were all covered in mud and dirt and looked unkempt, he really couldn't tell which one was more special.

I can only see ugly people doing weird things.

Xuan Luo glanced at Wei Canyang, then lowered his eyes and looked at his sword again.

"Are you going to draw your sword against your fellow disciple? Is that what Elder Haoran taught you?"

"Heh, he's just an empty bottle, and he's worthy of being called my senior brother."

Xuan Luo laughed softly, "You really are not worthy of being his junior brother."

Wei Canyang shook his wrist, "You won't move aside, right? Then don't blame me for being rude to you!"

"Since you like to hold up the sword, then keep it held up."

Xuan Luo finished speaking coldly, and a piece of talisman paper came out of his palm with his fingers. He threw the talisman paper at Wei Canyang. The talisman paper immediately seemed to have life. After reaching Wei Canyang, it quickly disappeared.

Wei Canyang was about to raise his sword and chop down, but suddenly he stopped in this position.

He moved desperately, but found that his body didn't move at all.

He tried to move again, but still couldn't. He immediately screamed in fear: "What did you do to me? Brother, save me! Brother, save me!!!"

When Xiang Wenshan saw the situation here, he frowned and walked over slowly, looking like a knowledgeable person.

"Why are you yelling? You don't study hard in your studies, so you just yell when something happens. It's just a spell to freeze you, look how scared you are."

Xuan Luo looked at him and realized that this person was probably Elder Haoran's favorite student.

Xing Chen gently held Xuan Luo's wrist from behind. Xuan Luo felt the warmth of his hand and looked down in surprise.

At this time, Xing Chen leaned close to his ear and whispered, "Brother, Xiang Wenshan is a very shameless person. If he attacks us directly, you can mock him for bullying the weak. The elders are watching his movements in the water curtain, and they must be watching here now. He is embarrassed to make a big deal out of it."

Xuan Luo gave him a look to indicate that he understood and told Xing Chen not to worry.

Xiang Wenshan glanced at Xuan Luo with contempt, thinking that his little tricks could only scare a poor student like Wei Canyang, and how dare he show off in front of him.

"You've got the wrong person to show off your talismans in front of Senior Brother Wenshan." Yan Qianqian walked over and said arrogantly.

"That's right. Senior Brother Wenshan is not only the best swordsman in the sect in recent years, but also excellent in all subjects. Especially his talisman course, he always gets first place. Several elders praised him for not only his profound spiritual power, but also his intelligence and seriousness. He is a genius that is hard to come by in many years!" Another disciple behind Yan Qianqian continued.

Then another person sneered, "It seems like he doesn't even recognize Senior Brother Wenshan. We don't even know where this person came from."

Only then did someone remember to ask Xuan Luo about his master, "Which elder's disciple are you?"

Xuan Luo curled his lips, his smile was warm and amiable, but the words that came out of his mouth were: "Why should I tell you?"

The other party was choked for a moment, and then said disdainfully: "If you don't want to tell me, then don't tell me. It's like no one wants to hear it."

"A nobody wants to come and sue Senior Brother Wenshan. How shameless of you."

"Brother Wenshan, let him see what a real talisman is. Let's see if he dares to show off after learning some mediocre Kung Fu!"

"Humph, the word shameful should be branded on his face from now on!"

All the disciples under Elder Haoran were flattering Xiang Wenshan. After a round of compliments, they returned to continue stepping on Xuan Luo.

The other disciples in the sect stood on the sidelines, looking at this side as if it had nothing to do with them, not wanting to get into trouble.

After being scolded by Xiang Wenshan, Wei Canyang didn't dare to shout or scream loudly. He could only look at him and ask for help with his eyes.

Xiang Wenshan stood in front of him, acting like a teacher, "Will you dare not pay attention in class again?"

"I don't dare anymore. I don't dare anymore. Senior brother, please save me. I will listen to you in the future and study hard."

Xiang Wenshan then looked nonchalant, raised his hand and casually drew a talisman on his body.

After the drawing was completed, the rune was suspended in the air. Xiang Wenshan raised his hand and the rune sank into Wei Canyang's body.

Without even looking at Wei Canyang, he turned around and said, "Put away the sword. The elders are watching us. Go back and wait for your scolding."

But Wei Canyang behind him suddenly stammered, "Brother Shishi, I I I I still can't move!"

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar around him.

No one believed that Xiang Wenshan would not be able to remove the spell cast by an unknown person.

Lian Xiang Wenshan turned around suddenly and looked at Wei Canyang, trying to figure out if he was deliberately making trouble.

Wei Canyang was about to cry, "Brother, seriously, I really can't move, I'm not lying!"

Xiang Wenshan's face turned cold.

Yan Qianqian's eyes turned: "Could it be that Senior Brother remembered the symbol incorrectly?"

As soon as this was said, someone immediately came to the rescue and said, "Of course it was. The sandstorm outside was so severe that the sand gave me a headache. I am still dizzy. After experiencing something like this, it is normal for Brother to remember the spell incorrectly."

"Yes, I have a headache now too." Another person also said, holding his head.

They spoke one after another with great confidence, and their performance became more and more realistic.

Even Xiang Wenshan began to feel dizzy, as if he had made a mistake in drawing a certain stroke just now.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that there was indeed a mistake in one stroke.

"Brother, my father often said that it is never a bad thing to draw a talisman incorrectly. Only when you know your mistake can you remember it deeply, and only when you remember it deeply can you avoid making the same mistake again." Yan Qianqian looked at him gently with encouraging eyes.

"Junior sister is right!" others echoed.

Encouraged by everyone, Xiang Wenshan raised his hand again. This time he was no longer as careless as before. Instead, he carefully drew the curse-breaking talisman stroke by stroke.

After finishing the drawing, he checked it again, and only after making sure it was correct did he push the talisman onto Wei Canyang.

He was nervous to some extent, after all, he had never made a mistake in drawing these simple talismans before. There was a vague thought in his mind that he did not dare to think too deeply about, maybe he had not made a mistake at all.

Soon, his worries came true.

The light of the talisman sank into Wei Canyang's body. Everyone held their breath and concentrated. For a long time, Wei Canyang remained motionless.

Wei Canyang burst into tears with a "wow"!

"Brother, what's going on? It still doesn't work! Brother, what should I do?!"

"Stop crying!" Xiang Wenshan looked at the scene in disbelief, turned his head and stared at Xuan Luo, "Tell me, who are you?"

Not to mention him, even Xing Chen was shocked.

As for talismans, anyone can draw them once they remember the correct way to draw them.

However, the effects of each person's painting are very different. People with high spiritual power will have a powerful effect, while people with low spiritual power will have a much worse effect.

The same goes for talismans that can break spells. Anyone can learn to draw them, but if one's spiritual power is low, even if one successfully draws them they will not be able to break the spells cast by the masters.

If Xiang Wenshan cannot decipher this spell, it can only mean one thing, that is, the person who drew the talisman has much higher spiritual power than him.

Xing Chen looked at him quietly behind Xuan Luo, his eyes somewhat confused.

So, is Fu Jun really just a little disciple of Elder Yue Ci with low spiritual power as he said?