Talisman is a good thing, more effective than guns, it is simply accurate and absolutely accurate*, the most important thing is that the cost is low, but it is just a piece of paper, if you make hundreds of talismans in batches, there are also ancestral protectors and empty doors or something, all those who come to the door will be wiped out. Just launch, he doesn't even need to count the number of heads.

He wasn't wishful thinking, or wishful thinking, after all, he did make a talisman, even if it was only one successful experience.

He still remembers that when he was in Fengyang, the two half-finished talismans he drew were also praised by the old man of Qianji, and he still keeps those two paintings, but they have no function, and it is impossible to launch them, he doesn't know why the old man of Qianji praised him at the beginning.

A month has passed, and he has really drawn dozens of paintings, and as a painting, there are still many excellent works, but none of the talismans have been successfully produced. This made him puzzled and couldn't figure out what went wrong.

"What are you doing, why are you immersed in painting again?" Zhou Dingcheng didn't know what he wanted to do, but wondered why he was suddenly so diligent in painting.

"I just wanted to paint, but I didn't want to do anything. Besides, he replied listlessly.

He didn't dare to say that he wanted to make a talisman, otherwise he would laugh Zhou Dingcheng to death, thinking that he was a ghost, just like those children who thought they could fly, so they flew out of the stairs on a broomstick, and the consequences were all tragic and unbearable.

Not only was he strange, but even Tang Bohu and others were also strange, thinking that he didn't have enough money to spend, and wanted to draw a few good paintings and auction them to raise money. A few friends were very considerate and told him that it was okay not to pay for their paintings for the time being, and it was okay to pay for them when he earned money in the future, anyway, these people are now rich masters.

Besides, I couldn't laugh or cry, I couldn't explain it, I just kept my head bored and painted, and then I looked for the experience of failure from each one, and recalled the state when I first succeeded, but I never found inspiration, and I didn't know what the problem was.

Perhaps it was his foolish spirit that moved God, and the old man suddenly appeared in his mind one night and scolded: "Fool, my old man is unique, you think you can learn how to draw a few more pictures? ”

Besides, he was overjoyed and said with a smile: "Old immortal, the disciple has succeeded. Maybe one day you'll be able to crack the password. ”

"The password to success? This thing is not painted by your drawing skills at all. It's useless for you to paint like this for a hundred years. The old fairy scoffed.

"Then you teach the disciples, the disciples will have the ability to protect themselves after they learn it, and there is no need to trouble you to protect yourself. "And it's very brazen.

"If you can't learn this thing, it's useless for me to teach you. Besides, you haven't used the talisman I drew for you once, so why do you have to learn how to make it yourself?"

"Old immortal, you know, the disciple is now full of enemies all over the world, and these people want to catch the disciple and eat meat. The two talismans can't protect themselves at all, I just want to save my life, and I will never hurt the innocent. Besides, he pleaded with a bitter face.

"You are not greedy enough, you are the only one in the world who can let me draw a talisman on him, you are not enough? What if the enemy is full of enemies all over the world, you have to believe in your own destiny, the golden dragon I drew for you is specially extracted from the fortune of heaven, with the fortune of heaven in your body, what are you afraid of? Zhu Di's kid has fought all his life, the enemy is ten million times more than you, the arrows on the battlefield are like rain, he is stunned that not a single hair has been damaged, why, isn't it because he has heavenly luck?" said the old man Qianji.

Besides, he knew about Zhu Di, there were indeed many times when he was in danger, his life hung by a thread, and the battle flags around him were shot by arrows to look like a hedgehog, but Zhu Di, who was just a stone's throw away, was really unharmed.

He couldn't help but laugh when he heard the old man of Qianji call Zhu Di that kid, which was almost the same as calling him, but if he thought about it carefully, if the legend of the old man Qianji was true, he was indeed too many generations higher than Zhu Di, and he was an immortal, so it was not strange to call Zhu Di that kid.

"What do you mean by saying that the disciple also has the same luck as Zhu Di, so he doesn't have to be afraid of anything in case of death?"

Originally, according to his experience of reading travel novels for many years, all those who cross have a layer of aura, they can't die, they can get treasure by jumping off the cliff, and they can get a inheritance by drilling a cave, and if they are forced to enter the forbidden area where they enter and who dies, it will be even more amazing, and it is likely to be the treasure house of the heavenly immortals.

Of course, this is just an experience in the novel, and he doesn't count at all, but now he is thinking about the problem of his life, and he can't help but be cautious.

"I didn't say that, anyway, you have gathered some heavenly luck on your body now, and how much you can protect it depends on your own creation. In addition, don't bother to crack my talisman, teach you to be obedient, the talisman on your wrist can be fired twice in a row, if it is really not enough, you can inject the energy in the golden dragon, and you can continue to launch, but in that case, what you lose is the little bit of luck that was gathered with great difficulty, and the problem will be very serious after that, so you can only use the energy in the golden dragon when you are really alive. ”

Besides, he was overjoyed: "How many times can the energy in the golden dragon be launched?"

"It's enough for you to launch more than ten times, but if you really run out, death may not be far off. As long as the fortune of the people who carry the heavenly fortune is exhausted, the time of death is coming, so you can figure it out for yourself. After the old man finished speaking, he didn't move.

Besides, he sat there stupidly for a long night, and he didn't understand what was going on, but for the first time, he clearly knew that the energy in the golden dragon turned out to be an ethereal heavenly fortune, but heavenly fortune should not exist in the form of energy?

He couldn't figure it out, so he stopped thinking about it. The words of the old man Qianji gave him a bottom in his heart, the ability to protect himself is absolutely fine, and when it is really urgent, he also has the capital to die with the enemy.

No wonder the old man Qianji repeatedly told him not to use the energy in the golden dragon to treat people, the root is here, it was originally the capital to save his life, but he took it out and spent it indiscriminately. But the question is, how can fortune cure diseases, and how can people rejuvenate themselves?

This is still an unsolvable question.

He didn't want to trouble the old man Qianji to explain, anyway, this unreliable immortal wouldn't explain these things to him at all.

He thought about it, and suddenly laughed: I can't have almost found the principle of making the talisman, so the old man of Qianji came out to stop it?

Although he was suspected of living the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain, he felt that it was very possible, otherwise why would the old man of Qianji rather reveal the secret of the golden dragon on his body?

He thought about it deeply, and he was a little suspicious that the words of the old man Qianji were not true, and he still couldn't believe that the energy in the golden dragon was heavenly luck.

Fortune, like fate, should not exist in any specific form, and if it is a concrete thing, it is contrary to common sense.

The old man of a thousand machines is not trying to hide something, right?

He is now an absolute skeptic and also full of conspiracy theories, questioning anyone's words and putting a few question marks on anything.

In the days that followed, he didn't drink with Zhou Dingcheng at night, let alone in the red-sleeved room, and Li Xiangjun didn't go there, but just concentrated on cultivation, so that the golden dragon could absorb the starlight every night.

The golden dragon just absorbs the starlight, what does this have to do with the fortune of heaven?

Although he believed that the old man of Qianji would not harm him, he still felt full of doubts about this heavenly fortune. However, after a month of absorbing starlight, this golden dragon has changed a lot.

Now this golden dragon has completely dispersed, clinging to his bones, flesh and blood, fascia, from the outside, he is still the same as before, but after looking inside, he found that he has become a golden dragon, although it is still a little vague now, not so clear, but as the energy of the starlight accumulates more and more, it is conceivable that there is a golden dragon in his body in the end.

What does this mean? Could it be that the old man of a thousand machines wants to make himself a dragon son and a dragon grandson? This is the so-called heavenly fortune?

Besides, I'm a little scared, I don't want to rebel and become the emperor, right? This is not right, even the immortal characters can't change history, they don't have the heart to change history, in the eyes of those people, mortals are like ants on the same level.

He wanted to try to see if the energy in the golden dragon could really be used as a talisman, but he had to launch the talisman on his wrist first, and launching the talisman would always kill, of course it wouldn't work, it wasn't a life-threatening moment, and he would never open the killing ring.

Could it be that the emperors of all dynasties were the embodiment of the true dragon?

He really wanted to catch the emperor and come over to check carefully, whether there was a dragon form in his body, of course this was delusional, and it would be good if the emperor didn't catch him and take a look. However, he did diagnose Emperor Jiajing in the air, and later proved that these diagnoses were very accurate, but he did not find that Emperor Jiajing had any dragon attributes, of course, he didn't know what attributes the dragon had, after all, no one in this world had ever seen a dragon.

If so, why are there all kinds of legends? If so, why have archaeological excavations never found evidence? Many dinosaur fossils have been found, but dinosaurs are not dragons, and they lack the characteristics of dragons.

The dragon is a celestial phenomenon, which is the result of the depiction of celestial phenomena by the ancients, which is also a saying.

Besides, he can't help but think about it, there is a dragon hidden in his body, what is going on?

He looked at the form of the golden dragon in his body, and now he can't say that it is a shadow, but the form has not yet been fully formed, but it is already a very complete golden dragon, since it is formed by the gathering of starlight, it may be called a starlight dragon.

Now it's just an inner layer of skin, maybe it's the bones, muscles, and internal organs that need to be transformed in the future?

He couldn't help but begin to unfold his infinite reverie.

Is this a dragon? Not bad.

He is looking forward to the final formation of this golden dragon, and he will finally become a golden dragon, will he be able to go to the sky and the sea, pick the stars and take the moon?

But he finally came to his senses, which was caused by reading too many fantasy novels, and he went a little crazy.