Xia Bei let go of the marshmallow and let it play on its own.

Marshmallow chirped around Xia Bei, seemingly scolding angrily. It's sluggish now, and its expression is sad, how can it still have the spirit to play, play with eggs.

Tired of scolding, the marshmallow floated to Xia Bei's head and lay down, like an old hen hatching eggs in a chicken nest.

Xia Bei continued his work.

He aimed the spirit gourd at the inkstone, and then swept the head feathers of the blue-eyed golden eagle at the mouth of the gourd, and a silver filament of light that only he could see flowed out of the gourd, and with the sweep of the feathers, it was evenly sprinkled on the ink of the inkstone.

The golden spiritual ink suddenly boiled at this moment.

Just like these liquids, every drop has turned into a living life, exuding vitality.

Xia Bei knew that the spirit ink was made, but the spirit in it would not be preserved for too long, and he had to draw it into a talisman as soon as possible.

The divine sense kept experiencing the memory perception in the memory fragments, Xia Bei spread a rune paper in front of him, picked up the rune pen, and first hung in the air and compared it with the rune diagram on the transcription.

This symbol looks like a word.

When Xia Bei looked at this rune map, with the touch of soul power, the information contained in the rune map was reflected in the divine sense, combined with the perception that Xia Bei got from the memory fragments.

And with Xia Bei's pen hanging in the air, the strokes of the runes are as if they have been drawn thousands of times, flowing smoothly without any jerky feeling.

However, Xia Bei still copied meticulously.

The arrow lines on the diagram represent the order of the strokes of the diagram, and there is no mistake in the slightest. The numbers on the diagram represent the drawing speed and frequency of the strokes, one is one breath, and the other is two breaths. When drawing, it is necessary to synchronize with the breath of the painter to achieve the spirit of the soul.

After copying it a few times, Xia Bei was sure that he was ready, dipped his pen in spiritual ink, and began to draw the talisman officially.

From the beginning of copying, Xia Bei's whole person seemed to have entered an ethereal state.

And the same is true when it comes to real drawing at this moment. There are no mood swings, no gains and losses, and the pen is just like when I was copying before.

As the rune pen wandered on the rune paper, as the golden strokes appeared on the rune paper, with the synchronization of the brushwork and breathing, Xia Bei felt that his body was slightly warm, and the Shenfu Lingtai was also like bathing in the spring breeze, there was a very comfortable feeling.

It's like the Lingtai being rinsed and wiped clean with water inside and out.

Therefore, when the Fu picture was finished and Xia Bei put away his pen, he was still immersed in this comfortable feeling for a while, and he couldn't come back to his senses.

"The way of magic will have such an impact on the spirit platform," Xia Bei suddenly said, "No wonder many soul masters have entered the Dao with their souls, from a soul master who has no power to restrain the chicken, to a Dao realm powerhouse." As the old saying goes, if you don't fly for three years, you soar into the sky. ”

Slowly converging his thoughts, Xia Bei focused his attention on the talisman that had just been completed.

The talisman lay there quietly, showing no signs of anything special.

However, Xia Bei, who has always maintained a soul power connection, knows that he has succeeded. In this talisman, a magic circle has already been scheduled.

As long as it is activated by itself, it can communicate with the rules of the Heavenly Dao and give itself the ability to form this rule within a certain period of time.

Xia Bei carefully picked up the talisman and looked left and right, excited.

The spell on this talisman is called Mingshu.

However, Mingshu does not refer to a specific spell, but a general term for a class of spells. The word "Ming" means to understand, to understand, to be clear, to be clear, to be wise.

To put it simply, it's a technique that boosts perception.

The talisman in Xia Bei's hand is the most basic Mingshu talisman, so it is also aimed at the contestants of the human realm, and its role is mainly focused on the human body.

Human perception includes sight, smell, taste, hearing, touch, etc., and the basic Ming Shu Talisman can greatly increase the intensity and scope of these perceptions.

But as for which perception to improve, it is not necessarily.

Dao is heavenly, and only after the talisman maker actually uses the talisman he has made will he know what kind of ability he will gain.

This made Xia Bei a little curious.

It feels like a raffle, and there are definitely prizes, but what exactly they are, it depends on luck.

Of these perceptions, the best are sight and hearing.

Especially for the realm contenders, the level of combat is still limited to close-quarters combat with one punch, one kick, one shot and one sword, so a sharper sense of sight or hearing can bring a sharper reaction and can gain an advantage in battle.

As for the senses of smell, taste and touch, they can be used in some special cases.

For example, hunting, for example, for identification and identification, or some kind of beautiful scene that can be imagined without description.

If you change to the previous Fengchen, you will definitely choose the sense of touch. However, for Xia Bei, it is best to hear and see.

The reason why Master Ji gave him this Dao transcription at this time, and the reason why he did not hesitate to temporarily stop the cultivation of the Great Dream Marksmanship that he had just learned at this time, and concentrate on learning to refine the talisman was for the gambling fight in the near future.

The bet of the gambling fight is that once you lose, you will be arrested and banned in the Northern God Kingdom for thirty years. And the rules of gambling are life and death.

If you change to someone else, you may still think that the Qing family will not poison you, and you will not become an undying enemy with the Feng family.

But as long as Xia Bei flipped through the memory fragments in his mind, he knew that things were not so simple.

Behind his own incident, it is the result of the secret struggle of various forces, and the situation is criss-crossed and extremely complicated.

Even if the Qing family doesn't poison them, it's hard to guarantee that someone else will "help" them.

Therefore, if he thinks that he only needs to deal with the Qing family, it will be too naïve.

There are not a few people who want to die by themselves. Maybe...... No, it's certain that even the Feng family has the existence of such people.

Looking at the talisman in his hand, Xia Bei did not hesitate at all, shook his hand, and stimulated it with his soul power!

The talisman burned.

And almost at the same time, in Xia Bei's divine consciousness, he suddenly sensed an idea.

Xia Bei knew that this was the idea of the soul communicating with heaven and earth, and it was communicating with the rules of heaven. It gave him the wonderful feeling that he was a child helping him hand money to a salesperson he couldn't see to buy something.

What could it be?

At this moment, suddenly, Xia Bei felt a slight fluctuation in his mind, the thought that had awakened for a moment when he first entered Tianxing.

Yes, just a hint of volatility. There is no awakening, and there is no consciousness coming.

But even so, the marshmallow that was lying on top of his head was suddenly greatly frightened, his eyes widened, his ears stood up, and his tail was straight.

Live like a frightened cat.

And the wonderful thing is that at this moment, Xia Bei found that the idea of communicating heaven and earth suddenly became stronger. If before, it was just a child who timidly handed over money to buy something, then now, it is a strong man who threw a large sum of money and said it on the counter.

"Boss, give me the best!"

This wonderful feeling was only fleeting, and then, Xia Bei found that his hearing had become extremely acute.

In a silent room, the world was just a small place.

But now, the world of all kinds of sounds, like a pool of mercury, spreads out in all directions, expanding infinitely.

Countless voices, directly in the mind. There are footsteps, there are voices, and even the crawling sounds of snakes, insects, rats and ants.

These voices are so clear that they don't need Xia Bei to distinguish them one by one.

It's as if they exist in the mind, and they've been carefully categorized and labeled. As soon as you hear it, you will naturally have a picture in your mind as if you were witnessing.

Xia Bei listened carefully.

A gust of wind blew in through the window.

He heard that on the practice ground, Shang Ye was practicing the Great Dream Sword Technique. The girl's body suddenly rose and fell, like a light swallow.

He heard that outside the main building, the frail old soul master Xie Zhouyuan was running out of breath.

He also heard that the servants of the castle were busy at work. The kitchen cook is busy by the pot, and two guys are struggling to move with a steaming vat.

The sound of all this automatically builds a picture in the mind.

It's as if you've seen it with your own eyes.

Xia Beixin calculated, with his room as the center, the practice ground and kitchen were all within two hundred meters.

He tried to spread his perception further afield.

Soon he heard the voices of the guards from the gates of the castle, as well as the backyard garden, the warehouse, the stables.

Xia Bei was a little excited. If you calculate the distance, this is almost 300 meters.

But he felt he still had some energy to spare.

Focusing the mind on hearing, the spread of perception, smooth and smooth, without the slightest obstacle. Three hundred and ten meters, three hundred and twenty meters......

Suddenly, Xia Bei heard the sound of horses' hooves.

It was the sound of a horse-drawn carriage pulling heavy goods slowly driving out of the town and turning onto the mountain road, about a mile away in a straight line.

In addition to the sound of horses' hooves and wheels, Xia Bei also faintly heard the sound of the blacksmith in the small city striking iron.

At this distance, only this type of sound is more pronounced and can be distinguished, while the others are very subtle and mixed together, making it difficult to distinguish.

Xia Bei was listening, and suddenly felt a dizziness in his brain. Immediately, the perception receded like a tidal wave.

He knew that this was the time for the talisman's potency to be up, and it was also a sign that his soul power was being overused.

Xia Bei took two steps back and sat on the edge of the bed, although his temples still throbbed abruptly, he still couldn't hide the excitement in his heart.

Hearing! The ability to understand the magic that I have acquired is the sense of hearing!

That's great!

This is one of the most helpful abilities in battle, second only to visual improvement. Moreover, this ability is even more useful if it is in the wild or in a dark place.

Especially for yourself who is about to face a hunt, this ability is too important!

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