The two disciples placed the talismans and cinnabar on the table.
There was another old man standing next to him, about fifty years old, with an air of immortality, and he looked like he was in the early stages of foundation building.
The old man looked solemn and walked to the desk. After praying solemnly to heaven and earth, he picked up the gold pen and began to draw spells.
Just after I drew a few strokes, the cinnabar characters on the talisman suddenly erupted with a wisp of red flames, and green smoke emerged from the talisman paper.
The old man was startled, and an iron shield magical weapon appeared in his hand, protecting him in front of him.
Then with a wave of his sleeves, the magic talisman flew into the air. With a "whoosh" sound, a fireball appeared in the air, and the room where the talisman was made was filled with heat!
The old man put away the shield in his hand depressedly and was speechless for a moment! After a while, he sighed.
"It's not a good sign to fail on the first one! Could it be that the timing of writing was wrong and a taboo was violated?"
The old man was a little frustrated, but he had not lost his confidence. After all, failure in making amulets was common, and a half success rate would be good. He believed that if he worked harder and made a few more times, things would get smoother and smoother.
In this way, in the next two hours, the old man made one talisman after another, but it did not go as smoothly as he expected. On the contrary, problems occurred frequently.
Those newly made talismans either lost control and turned into a ball of fire, or slowly spontaneously combusted and turned into ashes on the ground. Some of them left for a period of time, and the spiritual power on the talisman suddenly exploded and turned into a blank piece of paper.
piece.
"The success rate of making today's talisman is only 30%, which is a bit miserable! This is just a basic and intermediate Fire Cloud Talisman..."
The old man was in a depressed mood. He turned around and saw the two disciples standing beside him. He suddenly opened his mouth and cursed:
"It must be that you two brats didn't fast and take a bath seriously yesterday, which is why I ruined my luck in making talismans!"
When the two disciples heard the old man's complaint, they quickly lowered their heads, like a pair of quails.
"snort!"
The old man dropped his gold pen and walked away.
Seeing the old man walking away, one of the disciples couldn't help but cursed: "Obviously, the master still needs some time to make the talisman, but it's us who ruined his luck, you stinky old man!"
Another disciple quickly poked his head out of the door and saw no one outside. He breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Senior brother, please stop saying a few words. Since Elder Lu passed away, Master has become our Jiuxiao Sect's disciple."
Great Talisman Maker, if he hears this, we may not be punished."
The disciple who complained sighed softly and said nothing. The two of them packed up the raw materials for making talismans and walked out of the room.
As soon as I walked down the stairs to the landing, I saw a handyman in charge of cleaning standing respectfully with his head bowed.
This man is a young man with fine features, fair skin, and the appearance of a pampered young man from an aristocratic family. Although he is wearing the clothes of a handyman, he still looks a little handsome.
"Oh! Isn't this Gu Changsheng from Lei Xiaofeng, Junior Brother Gu?" the disciple walking in front said in surprise, and then he showed a mocking expression.
"I remember that Junior Brother Gu is the strongest newcomer with the Thunder Fire Spiritual Root. How could he be reduced to a floor sweeper in our Tianji Pavilion?"
Being teased, Gu Changsheng couldn't help frowning, but he didn't speak.
Seeing that the other party was defeated, the disciple became even more energetic.
"Senior brother, I remember that when Junior Brother Gu was first elected, he caused quite a stir! Lei Xiaofeng's great uncle, Yun Qing, went to see him in person and rushed to accept him as his disciple! Why is he so depressed now?
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The expression on the face of another disciple was very exciting, and he sneered:
"Hey, junior brother, you have just returned to the mountain gate for mourning in the past few years. You probably don't know yet that our junior brother Gu, because of his strange ideas, actually wanted to use the power of thunder to break through the realm after taking the foundation building pill."
"After being struck by the sky thunder, he became such a useless person who only had the fifth level of Qi refining. He still had the audacity to stay in the door. Uncle Yun Qing took pity on him and helped him get the status of a handyman."
"Using thunder to break through the realm? Junior Brother Gu, your idea is too weird! Hahahaha..."
The two of them sang and pretended to each other.
Gu Changsheng wanted to end the topic as soon as possible and said with a smile: "Brothers, please move on. I have to go upstairs to pack my things. If the cinnabar dries up and clumps, I'm afraid it will damage Elder Han's gold pen!"
"What's wrong? You dare to use your master to suppress us? You're looking for death!"
With a "bang", Gu Changsheng was kicked to the ground, looking very embarrassed. The two of them laughed and left several clear shoe prints on his body.
Gu Changsheng was humiliated and his frown deepened, but he turned around and smiled brightly: "Elder Han is in a very bad mood today. The three of us are making trouble here, which is quite detrimental to the two senior brothers!"
The faces of the two people opposite him turned red, and they kicked Gu Changsheng's tool into a mess with a scornful expression.
"We are going to make a fuss here, what's going on? You are a useless person at the fifth level of Qi Refining, how dare you fight against us?"
Gu Changsheng was neither humble nor arrogant, and looked at the two of them coldly.
The two cursed a few more words, and when they saw someone passing by outside the door, they felt bored and left Tianji Pavilion angrily.
Looking at the backs of the two of them, Gu Changsheng sneered in his heart:
"The Gu Changsheng you knew was already dead. When that lightning struck..."
It was a rebirth. His original name was Li Fan. In his previous life, he was a Daluo immortal. When he was going through a tribulation in the immortal world, his immortal body was destroyed by thunder.
Perhaps due to the mercy of God, or perhaps the protection of heaven, his soul miraculously did not break away, but followed the lightning and attached to the young man named Gu Changsheng.
Speaking of which, Gu Changsheng was also a poor man. The Foundation Establishment Pill he took was wrapped in a Xueqi Pill.
At the most critical moment of foundation building, the fire evil poison of Xue Qi Pill invaded his heart, causing his blood and energy to surge and he lost his mind, so he ran like crazy in the heavy rain.
In the end, he was killed on the spot because the thunder energy escaping from his body attracted thunder from the sky.
"Boy, for the sake of this karma between you and me, I will definitely avenge your blood feud for you. I will also try my best to take good care of your family. You can go to reincarnation with peace of mind. From now on, I will be Gu Changsheng!"
"The name Li Fan carries too many secrets. If the big guys in the fairy world know that I am still alive..."
"Hey, why are you thinking so much? Let's get rid of the fire poison on our body first."
"Alas, the spiritual energy in this human world is really thin. It seems that the calamity of heaven and earth mentioned by Creation Jade Butterfly is not far away..."
While thinking about it, Gu Changsheng had packed up the tools scattered on the floor and came to the door of the talisman-making room.
He searched the surroundings with his consciousness and made sure there was no one else nearby, then stepped into the room and gently closed the door.
"Haha, there is so much cinnabar left behind this time, enough to make five or six Fire Cloud Talisman!" Gu Changsheng was secretly happy when he came to the messy desk.
Every time Elder Han makes a talisman, there will always be some cinnabar left behind that will not be used up, which means 'abundance and abundance'. The old man thinks this is an effective way to improve luck in making talismans.
This mysterious operation happened to be advantageous to Gu Changsheng.
He quickly took out a stack of talisman papers and a porcelain bottle from his pocket, poured a transparent liquid into the dried cinnabar, lifted the gold pen with his right hand, and gently stirred the melted cinnabar a few times.
"You have to hurry up and don't make people suspicious!" Gu Changsheng thought to himself as he heard the footsteps of passers-by outside.
He took out his talisman-making pen and dipped the tip of the pen into some cinnabar, but did not draw the talisman immediately.
Instead, he first concentrates and holds his breath, injecting his spiritual power into a small magic circle of the talisman pen. When the spiritual power in the pen holder is completely stabilized, he can then complete the drawing of the entire talisman in one go.
Half an hour later, he let out a deep breath, quickly put away the special talisman pen, and placed the six talismans emitting a faint red light on the table for inspection.
Judging from the appearance, these spiritual talismans are exactly the same as those successfully made by Elder Han, and the spiritual energy contained in them is even stronger.
If anyone were peeking around at this time, they would be surprised to find that Gu Changsheng had recovered to the thirteenth level of Qi Refining.
In the past year, Gu Changsheng used thunder to suppress the fire poison of the Xueqi Pill, exchanged the spiritual stones obtained from selling the spiritual talismans for Qi Refining Pills, and restored his cultivation to the peak state of the Qi Refining Period.
It's just that his enemy is lurking around him, so he has to use the Qi Condensation Technique to hide his strength.
After carefully putting away the six Fire Cloud Talisman and cleaning the room quickly, Gu Changsheng exited the room.
These spiritual talismans can be exchanged for sixty low-level spiritual stones. With the remaining ones in hand, it is enough to collect the spiritual stones needed for a hundred-year-old iceweed.
In Jiuxiao Sect, a low-level outer sect disciple can only receive two low-level spiritual stones per month, and even a high-level inner sect disciple can only receive five pieces per month. Without the skills of making talismans, he
If you want to turn around, you can't do it without decades of accumulation.
"I didn't expect that when I was a disciple in the fairy world in my previous life, I drew tens of thousands of these elementary talismans, and today they have become a life-saving straw. It's really not as good as God!"
A qualified Talisman Maker requires not only a lot of Talisman Making practice, but also many special props, which cannot be figured out even after hundreds of years of effort.
For people like Elder Han who want to rely on luck, it is difficult to increase the success rate of making talismans.
But if you think about it carefully, in the human world where resources are scarce, how many people can bear the loss of materials in training Talisman Makers?
After all, Jiuxiao Sect is a small sect of cultivating immortals. It is normal for Elder Han to have such thoughts.
Thinking of this, Gu Changsheng shook his head with a wry smile and walked out of Tianji Pavilion.