Covering his head and returning to his tent in embarrassment, Fang Ran pulled out from between his hair and gnawed at his head.

The little guy is obviously extremely hungry, and when he is on the field of abyss, his spiritual power is abundant, and his breath can be satisfied. But in the camp, the spiritual power was relatively peaceful, so he was naturally dissatisfied, half angry and half coquettish, holding Fang Ran's head and biting.

Fang Ran still had a few small pieces of spirit stones and white chalcedony in his arms, all of which were intended to be used for study slowly, so he threw a spirit stone for Xiao Yan.

Xiao took a bite of it, clicked and bit down a piece, and chewed it with taste.

Fang Ran knew how hard this spirit stone was, even if it was himself, he could only use the sword intent of the stone cave to shatter the spirit stone, and he couldn't restrain the escaping spiritual power. gnawed on this spirit stone, but it was very easy, and when he gnawed it, not a single star escaped at all, and all of it was swallowed into his stomach.

This good tooth is a little stronger than many legendary magic weapons. This ability to use spirit stones is really enviable.

Half a fist is a little bigger spirit stone, but it was eaten up in a moment. After eating, Xiao Yan burped, ran back to the top of Fang Ran's head, hugged a few strands of hair, and went to sleep again.

The spirit stone is much larger than its body, and after eating it, Xiao Yan is still as thick as before, and I don't know where these stones have been eaten.

Fang Ran tried to model Xiao Yan, but the Tianji Roulette Wheel only struggled to peel off a few strands of ink lines, lingering and twisting, and it was always difficult to form.

This made Fang Ran even more surprised.

Just went out and met a white snake and a white dragon one after another, which made the modeling of the Tianji Roulette feel difficult.

The white snake is okay, it can be analyzed after all, but the little white dragon on the head is obviously just a juvenile, and the breath it shows is already extremely extraordinary, and it is obviously some kind of divine beast.

Fang Ran thought of all kinds of rumors about dragons in his previous life, and his heart was terrified-could it be that the mythical creature of dragons really stood on the top of any time and space?

Although in terms of form, the little guy does not have dragon claws, and there are no majestic dragon horns on his head, but he is only born with two small sarcomas, but Fang Ran knows inexplicably that this is the legendary dragon.

A true supreme divine creature that uses the stars as a play and passes through the void!

But fortunately, the little guy is innocent now, and he is satisfied with food and sleep, and he does not have the destructive power that destroys mountains and seas at every turn.

"I don't know when you will grow up, and when you grow up, how majestic you should be......" Fang Ran sighed.

It's just that I don't know what kind of role the dragon in this world is, and how it exists in people's hearts.

Dispelling those cranky thoughts, Fang Ran picked up a piece of white chalcedony from the spirit stones scattered on the ground.

Fang Ran had been out for longer than expected, and the analysis of the severance charm had been completed, and it was time to try to make the severance charm by hand.

If successful, a number of arrangements can be taken into account.

If it fails...... Fang Ran pouted disapplausively: "Hmph, this computer essence will fail?"

The white chalcedony is warm and moist in the hand, and it feels delicate, and when you get it in front of your eyes, you can look closely, and it is almost transparent. This is the crystallization formed by the continuous stripping of impurities after the stone is constantly washed by the spiritual power, and the spiritual power is very good, and it has always been the best material for making talismans.

In different places, the grade of white chalcedony produced is also different, and the white chalcedony on the field of Yuanmo, although the grade is not high, it is better than the quantity. For Fang Ran and Huang Chen, a stable and large amount of output is better than the grade.

Of course, if Fang Ran wants to make higher-grade talismans in the future, good white chalcedony is indispensable. However, at the moment, the Breaking Talisman is subtle, but it is not to the point where it has to be high-grade white chalcedony.

The production on the field of Abyss is just right.

"Severant Module, Load!"

Fang Ran snorted, and the ink lines in front of him were intertwined, and an image of the runes on the broken talisman naturally appeared. The runes were projected on the white chalcedony in his hand, flowing slowly, and looking at it was as agile as a real severance talisman.

Ordinary talisman masters, which do not need to accumulate years of accumulation? Spiritual power perception must be keen, the mind must be concentrated, and the hands must be steady, and some high-grade talismans must be made with a special method of spiritual power running every day.

Some talisman masters, who have obtained a certain powerful talisman method, even study it all their lives, and only make one kind of talisman in their lifetime, in order to no longer be disturbed by other talisman methods, and to maintain the absolute unity of mind!

After Fang Ran analyzed the severance talisman, he naturally had a route for the spiritual power flow of the severance talisman. The rune lines were chaotic and complicated, but in Fang Ran's eyes, they were extracted one by one, orderly and clear.

A wisp of sword intent from the stone cave revealed from his fingertips, and Fang Ran followed the trajectory of the ink line and began to carve on the white chalcedony. With each stroke, Fang Ran could feel that a wisp of spiritual power fell from the surrounding air, entangled in the white chalcedony.

There are a total of 360 severance runes, which are 360 strands of spiritual power entangled and interacted with each other. Before the rune is completed, every time an extra stroke falls, it is necessary to divide the spiritual power of the mind to control and restrain this stroke. If it is not properly controlled, or the mental strength is not enough, it cannot be distracted and used more, and the spiritual power is out of control, it is not just as simple as escaping.

There is a connection between each stroke. If two strokes are scattered, the power of the spiritual power recoil may only be like being splashed on the body by water, but if it collapses when two or three hundred strokes are scattered, the impact force produced is no less than the small-scale spiritual storm on the field of Yuanmo.

When some high-grade rune seals are made, there will even be a special rune room, laying down various formations or placing various magic weapons to restrain the surrounding spiritual power. As long as there is the slightest mistake, it may fall short, and even the rune master will be reduced to ashes, and even the consequences of razing a city are also recorded.

Fang Ran has a heavenly roulette wheel, every time it falls, it is to the peak of the second, whether it is the timing angle and the control of spiritual power, all of them are meticulous, only in terms of stability, but they have surpassed many ordinary talismans.

Drops of sweat poured out of his forehead, and there were voices outside the tent, as if they were preparing for the night sacrifice, but Fang Ran turned a deaf ear. The muscles of his arms were tense, and he could even see the green tendons bulging.

Obviously, this level of manipulation is also a lot of pressure on Fang Ran.

However, just as the one hundred and twenty-eighth stroke fell, a wisp of spiritual power was lightly attached to the white chalcedony, and when he raised his hand to draw the next stroke, Fang Ran frowned, and his hand stopped for a moment.

At this moment's pause, all the previous spiritual power was out of control and burst out, and in an instant, it became a vortex of spiritual power, roaring and expanding to almost fill the entire tent!

"Grass!"

Fang Ran was not afraid of this kind of spiritual storm, but at this moment, he was in the camp. This spiritual power burst out, disturbing the surrounding spiritual power, and no one could predict what the consequences would be!

He exhaled this out-of-control spiritual power with all his might, and wanted to control the scale of the spiritual storm through the Heavenly Machine Roulette, but he didn't want to try it, but even the few spiritual powers in the tent that had not yet been involved were implicated, like cooking oil on fire, and it was becoming more and more intense!

Rumble!

The roar is getting louder!

"Suck ......"

The out-of-control spiritual power suddenly froze for a moment, and the next moment, as if through a funnel, it swept and poured onto the top of Fang Ran's head.

"Hiccup......

Xiao Yan swallowed the uncontrollable spiritual power in one gulp, and gave a long full burp. This time, it was really overwhelmed, brushed Fang Ran's hair, and just went on his back, continuing to pull his snoring.

"It's dangerous...... Good ......"

Fang Ran was shocked and wiped a handful of cold sweat from his forehead.

He had just finished painting with one stroke, and before he was about to draw the next stroke, he suddenly felt that his strength was weak and his breath was stagnant. It was this momentary stagnation that completely interrupted the drawing of the severance charm this time.

The piece of white chalcedony clicked and shattered into powder.

"That's not right...... I feel that there is something unreasonable about the flow of spiritual power......" Fang Ran said to himself, "If you follow the drawing method just now, the spiritual power will be cut off when it runs halfway, and the next dozen or so strokes are all cleaning up the mess for this cut-off." Continuing to carry on the following strokes, there is also less agility and more deliberate ......"

In the process of Fang Ran's carving, the flow of white chalcedony and the surrounding spiritual power also returned to the Heavenly Machine Roulette at the same time, and continued to iterate and analyze, so as not to make mistakes in every stroke.

However, it was in this process that there was a big discrepancy between the strokes that were initially analyzed by Tianji Roulette and the strokes deduced after his iterative analysis.

"It could have been more efficient...... Do you want to draw it according to my idea...... Well, believe me, can't you overturn the strokes set by your group of talismans?"

Regained his concentration and calmed down, picked up another piece of white chalcedony, rubbed his fingertips, and rekindled a wisp of sword intent.

At first, the drawing was still in order, but when the one hundred and twenty-eighth stroke fell, the ink blot of the broken talisman changed in front of me, and the trend of the next stroke was suddenly different, and the overall number of strokes also dropped sharply to three hundred and twenty.

Drops of sweat fell, and even I couldn't hold my breath, and wisps of spiritual power around me peeled off and fell.

His movements have an inexplicable charm, looking extremely coordinated and pleasing to the eye, as if carving such a talisman, it should naturally be such an action.

Three hundred and nineteen ...... Three hundred and twenty!

The last stroke fell, the blue light flashed, the runes lit up, and then all disappeared into the white chalcedony. Different from the previous severance talisman, the severed talisman drawn by Fang Ran at this moment did not even show a single stroke on the white chalcedony.

"What's going on...... situation" Fang Ran was dumbfounded.

He picked up the painted white chalcedony and put it in front of him, but he saw that inside the white chalcedony, there were faint lines that flashed away!

"Estimated...... Anyway, it looks more upscale than what I've seen before!...... Can you still use it to block the spirit storm?"

There is a difference between the made talisman and the analysis, but even Fang Ran himself is not sure what the utility of this piece of severance talisman is.

It's one thing to drastically change the runes, and it's another thing to change the runes to be useful.

"Heavenly Roulette, swallow!"

A small vortex of spiritual power appeared in the palm of Fang Ran's left hand, and he carefully controlled the scale of the flow of spiritual power, simulating the operation of the spiritual storm on the Abyssal Field.

When the spiritual power vortex stabilized, Fang Ran held the self-made severance talisman in his right hand, and approached the spiritual power vortex in his left hand little by little. His movements were extremely gentle, for fear that something would accidentally go wrong and implicate him in the camp.

The light curtain rippled, and the moment it touched the vortex of spiritual power, the self-made severance charm swayed with a stream of blue light, enveloping Fang Ran inside.

The vortex of spiritual power in his left hand gently dispersed, and the free spiritual power returned to heaven and earth.

The severance charm is finished.