Finding Traces Of The Ling Xiao Hua Beast

Before Fei Hong could look any further, he blurted out, "Uncle Shi, do you know the Spiritual Talisman Sect?"

"Lingfu gate?" The old man twitched his beard: "I know, there are less than 100 people left in this small sect, and it is known for making talismans. I went to the competition more than a year ago, and I heard that several disciples went back. Why did the nephew ask this?"

Fei Hong didn't answer the old man's question, and continued to ask: "Is the head of this Spirit Talisman Sect surnamed Song?"

"Well... let me think about it, um, it should be right. Yes, the surname is Song, the son of the only elder in Lingfu Sect."

Sure enough, Fei Hong couldn't help laughing bitterly and pondered in his heart that he met the head of Lingfu Sect that day. No wonder he wanted to take away the red crane pen. It was just that he still couldn't figure out why this person didn't just take the treasure? On the contrary, he also gave him two Spirit Pills.