Chapter 472: Making 261 enemies nauseous is a happy thing_1
The moment when Fang Hao forged the Communication Talisman, the Daoist Golden Book opened, with a golden light gushing forth.
"Your disciple Fang Hao forged the Communication Talisman, you've earned the Artifact Refining Directory."
The Artifact Refining Directory contains records of many artifact-related items and refining techniques.
"Formations, artifact refining, and prohibitions have been almost fully covered."
Li Xuan couldn't contain his excitement.
The martial arts he currently mastered were absolutely unique.
"The Communication Talisman you made is somewhat crude and its range is limited,"
Li Xuan said after looking at the talisman in Fang Hao's hand.
He gave some pointers on how to forge it and how to enhance its range.
Of course, given Fang Hao's current level of power, the communication distance of the talismans he made would inevitably be somewhat limited.
Upon hearing that Fang Hao had successfully made a Communication Talisman, Xu Yan, Meng Chong, and Su Lingxiu all curiously gathered around.
"Is this a Communication Talisman?"
[]Writing in one talisman and having it appear in another is truly amazing.
"How far can it communicate?"
Meng Chong asked curiously.
"I'm not sure yet. I'm going on a trip to the capital of Zheng Country to test its effectiveness."
Fang Hao replied.
He was unsure whether Young Master Shen had looked for him and whether the Chunxiao Mirror he had left for him had been taken.
"Aside from distance, the issue of how to communicate with multiple people is also a problem."
Xu Yan pondered and said.
Fang Hao nodded, "I will solve this problem. When I get to the capital, I'll write a message and send it back."
None knew that the person who killed the Refining God Heavenly Man from Yushen Temple and the Su Family was Fang Hao, or that he was the martial brother of Xu Yan and Meng Chong.
Given that he had grown up in the Zheng Country Capital, he did not have to worry about becoming the target of the Yushen Temple or Su Family.
Upon leaving the manor, Fang Hao set off for the capital. Instead of flying, he walked through the forest, sending messages and chatting with his martial brothers and sisters back at the manor.
The communication talisman was undoubtedly a novelty, therefore they chatted with great excitement.
Xu Yan and the others huddled around the talisman, each entering text and keeping in touch with Fang Hao.
Fang Hao walked briskly and had already left the manor by more than twenty li. The communication was still ongoing, uninterrupted, and had a range of over twenty li.
"It should work for a hundred or even a thousand li, but ten thousand might be too far."
Fang Hao estimated in his mind.
Suddenly, his expression changed greatly.
He swiftly dodged to the side as a figure fell from the sky.
Alliance Hierarch's face was pale white, bloodless, and his aura was chaotic. He even became somewhat haggard.
He ultimately did not manage to make it to the Zheng Country Capital, losing control and falling down.
"Yushen Temple... Zhu Liang, that damned bastard!"
Alliance Hierarch felt aggrieved, so much so that he wanted to vomit blood.
Just recently, he was thinking about how to protect Xu Yan and Meng Chong, but they were perfectly hidden. Yushen Temple and the Su Family could not find them even with a major search in Yuzhou.
Instead, All Ages Alliance was exposed, he was exposed, and consequently being hunted.
"I'm done for this time!"
The Alliance Hierarch thought bitterly unwillingly.
He feebly collapsed to the ground, smiling bitterly. He felt as if he was grievously set up by Xu Yan and Meng Chong.
"If you two are the peerless talents of All Ages Alliance, then you indeed screwed me over!"
Alliance Hierarch was immensely frustrated.
If they were not the peerless talents of All Ages Alliance, then there wasn't much to say. It would just be his bad luck!
Fang Hao was astounded at the moment.
A Refining God Heavenly Man's body was heavily damaged and fell to the ground.
Moreover, it seemed that he was chased by Yushen Temple?
Judging by his clothes, was he a Loose Cultivator?
"Zhu Liang?"
Fang Hao was taken aback. Was this not the Elder of the Yushen Temple, the number one expert in Yuzhou?
This person was chased by Zhu Liang and managed to escape?
"Martial brothers and sisters, a Refining God Heavenly Man just fell down. It seems like he was chased and injured by Yushen Temple. Should we save him?"
Fang Hao was indecisive, and quickly sent a message.
According to his thoughts, an enemy of an enemy might not necessarily be a friend, but saving him to annoy the enemy would be enjoyable.
"Bring him back, be careful."
A message came from the Communication Talisman.
Fang Hao took a deep breath, walked over, and said, "Senior, I can take you somewhere to hide."
Alliance Hierarch looked at Fang Hao, smiling bitterly, "Young man, it'll implicate you. I'm too injured, nearly to the point of collapse. It's not worth the risk."
"Don't worry, you won't implicate me. Yushen Temple is also my enemy."
With that said, Fang Hao grabbed Alliance Hierarch and quickly headed back to the manor.
Alliance Hierarch was so badly injured that he hadn't even noticed Fang Hao hiding nearby.
After receiving the news, Xu Yan left the manor and rushed over, fearing that Fang Hao might be in danger.
"Eh, aren't you at the early-stage of a Refining God Heavenly Man?"
Xu Yan looked at Alliance Hierarch in surprise.
Although this man was injured badly, apparently from using a martial technique that hurt him to cause such serious injuries, this type of condition in the Ling Domain was considered crippled, almost beyond recovery.
However, in Su Lingxiu's eyes, such an injury was not a big deal.
With one medicinal pill, most of his injuries could be healed.
Upon hearing this, Alliance Hierarch struggled to lift his head and looked at the person speaking.
He immediately widened his eyes, raised his hand incredulously to wipe off the blood from his eyelids, and exclaimed, "Xu Yan?!"
Xu Yan acted as if this were only to be expected since the Yushen Temple and Su Family were hunting him down, and he was not disguising his face, so recognizing him was not strange.