When Fang Yi was five or six years old, he was taught by the old Taoist priest to draw talismans, but at that time, he had not yet cultivated his true qi, and the talismans he drew were only vain, with no mana at all, let alone any Dao talismans.

After practicing drawing talismans like this for two years, no matter how complex the talismans, Fang Yi could draw them with his hands, and at that time, the young Fang Yi felt that drawing talismans was as fun as graffiti, and the old Taoist priest also allowed him to paint all the walls of the Taoist temple with talismans.

However, after Fang Yi completed the 100-day foundation building at the age of ten and produced a trace of true qi in his body, the old Taoist priest asked him to instill this trace of true qi into the talisman every time he drew a talisman, so that the talisman could produce spirituality and thus become a real Dao talisman.

After the old Taoist priest asked for this, Fang Yi really realized the difficulty of making a talisman, because with the true qi contained in his body at that time, let alone making a complete talisman, he couldn't even write down a single word of his true qi.

With a single stroke, the true qi in the body was consumed, and Fang Yi could only make a talisman while cultivating, but if he couldn't make the spiritual power infusion evenly in one go, there would often be accidents in the middle of the process.

Sometimes Fang Yi finished writing the first character, and when he regained his true qi and then wrote the second character, he would often fail to make a talisman because the two characters could not communicate, and even sometimes when Fang Yi wrote the last stroke of the entire talisman, there would be a failure.

From the age of ten to fifteen, Fang Yi practiced diligently almost every day, and it took five years for Fang Yi to make his first complete talisman in one go.

Even now, when Fang Yi made the zuò talisman, he still needed to mobilize the true qi of the whole body and be without distractions in order to make the zuò debut talisman, which would still inevitably have a chance of failure.

Therefore, before preparing to make the talisman, Fang Yi had to adjust his state to the best, otherwise if he had a breathing disorder, he would lose his true qi, and the drawn talisman would be equivalent to a piece of waste paper.

The fat man and the three guns often see Fang Yi draw talismans, and they are not surprised by his current appearance, but it is the first time that Boss Man has seen him, and he seems a little restless on the side, and he wants to open his mouth several times to remind Fang Yi to start, and after glancing at the expressions of the other two, he still closes his mouth.

After closing his eyes for almost ten minutes, Fang Yi finally raised his hand with his right hand and lifted the brush, and after dipping the brush in cinnabar, Fang Yi took a deep breath, and the brush in his hand seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, and began to write on the cut yellow mounted paper.

"Wuding Dusi, Gao Diao Beigong, devouring demons and ogres, drinking the wind sideways, removing corpses for thousands of miles, dispelling ominous, anxious as the law of God......"

The words Fang Yi wrote on the yellow mounted paper were not like many words on the talisman that were crooked and difficult to read, but he drew them very seriously, he didn't write a word, and the Manjun next to him could recognize it, and his lips squirmed, reading silently.

However, when Fang Yi wrote the last word "order", Man Jun read out his voice with some excitement, but it made Fang Yi's pen tremble when he pressed the last point, and the point of the word order was a little too long.

"Brother Man, didn't you not let you speak?"

Looking at the exorcism talisman that had no spiritual power fluctuations at all, Fang Yi had a feeling of wanting to cry without tears, in fact, he was in a very good state when he drew the talisman today, he thought that he could make a talisman in one go, but he didn't expect to be disturbed by the Manchurian army in the end, and he had a business trip at the last stroke.

"I ...... I didn't speak......" Man Jun looked at Fang Yi a little inexplicably, and said, "I just guessed that your last word was a lingzi, and I just made a little sound......

For the defilement talisman written by Fang Yi, the Manjun knew every word, but he didn't know what it meant when he was coherent, and it was rare that the last sentence was as urgent as the words of the Emperor of God's Decree that he had seen on the movie, so he read it out excitedly for a while.

"A little sound?"

Fang Yi smiled bitterly, he drew talismans in such a quiet place in the mountains, there would be a chance of failure, it was not easy to draw the last stroke without making a mistake in the house of the Manchu army in a residential area at this moment, but he didn't expect it to fall short.

"Fang Yi, I see that the handwriting on your talisman is very good, isn't it useless?" Manjun is in the antique business, although he doesn't know calligraphy, but he knows how to appreciate it, the small seal written by Fang Yi seems to him, it is difficult to do it without a foundation of one or two decades.

"It's just a façade...... Fang Yi shook his head and said, "Brother Man, I don't blame you for this, it's my own cultivation that is not enough, wait for me to rest and write ......"

Fang Yi really didn't mean to blame the Manchu army, because he had seen the master make a talisman on a rainy day, and despite the heavy rain outside, the thunder and thunder were deafening, and the talisman drawn by the master was all done in one go without the slightest pause, and it was really Mount Tai who collapsed in front of him without being surprised.

"I'm still far from Master's state of mind......"

Fang Yi knew that the gap between him and his master was not the amount of true qi in his body, nor the gap in the cultivation realm, but the experience of his state of mind.

Fortunately, Fang Yi's cultivation at this time was no longer the same as when he was ten years old, with the true qi in his body now, it was enough to support Fang Yi to make zuò talismans three times in a row, so after resting for more than ten minutes, Fang Yi washed the cinnabar on the brush, and dipped the ink again to start making zuò talismans for the second time.

This time, the Manchu army didn't dare to make any sound, and he didn't even hold his breath, and the experience of several years of making zuò talismans made Fang Yi not affected by the failure of the last time, and after five or six minutes, he finally wrote the last word "order".

After pressing the last point, I saw Fang Yi's eyes condensed, and a symbol was drawn in the void of his left hand, and he recited in his mouth: "Sincerity is spiritual, heaven and earth are moved, faith is clear, mana is boundless, and urgency is like a law!"

As Fang Yi made a sound, his left hand pressed on the yellow mounting paper full of small red seal characters.

I don't know if there is an illusion in their eyes, the Manjun and others on the side seem to see that the talisman is shining with golden light, and an indescribable coercion is enveloped in the hearts of several people, and at this moment, they even feel that their breathing is a little unsmooth.

But it was just a time to breathe, and when the man looked intently, the golden light in his eyes had disappeared, and a very ordinary yellow mounted paper was quietly placed on the table, as if the scene just now was just an illusion.

"Fang Yi, this ...... Is that done?"

Man Jun asked cautiously, I don't know why, after Fang Yi made this talisman, he actually had an indescribable fear in his heart for Fang Yi, a young man, maybe the situation just now was a little too mysterious.

"It's done, Brother Man, I'll rest for a while......"

Fang Yi nodded a little tiredly, if you look closely, his forehead is already oozing a thin layer of sweat in this fully air-conditioned living room, it can be seen that the action of making the zuò talisman just now has made Fang Yi spend a lot of energy.

"Hmph, this kid's ability to pretend to be a ghost has grown again?"

Seeing Fang Yi act like this, the fat man and the three guns glanced at each other, both of them read the meaning they wanted to say from each other's eyes, it was not that they had never seen Fang Yi make a talisman before, where would they be tired like this?

In the past, the fat man and the three guns often said that if Fang Yi lived seventy or eighty years ago, he would definitely become a master of a generation with his set of drawing talismans and chanting scriptures, but this master had to add the word flicker before, and this time if it wasn't for the presence of the outsider Manjun, the fat man and the three guns would have to ridicule Fang Yi again.

However, the fat man and the three cannons didn't know, due to the scarcity of cinnabar in the mountains, when Fang Yi practiced in front of the two of them, most of them used black ink, just purely drawing talismans and did not instill true qi, as for the fat man, the talisman they saw pasted in the Taoist temple was made by Qin Feng in private in the dead of night.

"Let me see what is the difference between these two talismans?" Seeing Fang Yi sitting cross-legged on a chair and meditating, Man Jun picked up the two talismans on the table, one was invalidated before, and the other was the one that Fang Yi had just drawn.

"Huh, it's a little different......"

If you want to mix in the antique shop, the most important thing is to have a good eyesight, and the Manjun suddenly found that although the words of the two talismans are exactly the same, the front one is a little dull, and the back one is full of spirituality.

If you only hold a talisman, the Manchurian army is indistinguishable, but when you compare the two in your hand, this gap immediately appears, the last point of the first one is to add to the snake, and the one behind is just the finishing touch, it is that little bit that makes the two talismans completely different.

"Fatty, three guns, does this thing really work?"

After comparing the two talismans, Man Jun's eyes looked at the two people beside him, although Man Jun believed in the theory of ghosts and gods, but the yellow paper in his hand that only wrote some words could drive away mice and reptiles, and he was really a little lacking in confidence.

"Of course it works, hehe, I think Brother Yi'er drew better than before this time, maybe the effect will be better......" The fat man made a look of an expert, and put his head in front of the two talismans and commented.

"It's more than before, and this is also the effect of those cinnabar that Brother Man took out......" After adjusting the surging true qi in his body, Fang Yi opened his eyes, and when he looked at the talisman that was made from behind, he couldn't help but have a smile in his eyes.