Cheng Yu's position was closest to the front of the high platform, and Mo Zhiyan was also directly in front of her, and then Cheng Yu turned his back to Mo Zhiyan's direction and arranged the upper hidden autobiographical array and a series of talisman tools. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

After thinking for a moment, Cheng Yu immediately began to draw spirit runes.

During this period, the whole competition platform was quiet and peaceful, but this time the viewing platform was fascinating, and there were also many more monks on the viewing platform than yesterday, and even the talisman makers who failed to win yesterday looked at the competition table attentively.

Since the eight monks present stood out from so many monks yesterday, it can be seen that their talents are all outstanding among talisman makers, such as Yeqiong, such as iceberg beauties, are all graceful and picturesque in every move, making people feel that it is a pleasure just to look at her talismans.

And when everyone started to make it, the spirit jade butterfly couldn't stop hovering above everyone's heads, and suddenly stopped on Yeqiong's protective array, causing Jing Shouzao to also raise his eyes. And in such a quick time, Yeqiong has already completed a spirit rune.

"Yes, you can make talismans at such an age, and it is not in vain that you snatched it from his father back then." Fuchen, who had been paying attention to the talisman table, said.

"She has such a talent for talisman making, but the arrogant Ye Lao Dao insisted on letting her learn the formation, and she almost wasted a good seedling in vain." Bei Mingxiu recalled the events of the year and was still angry, so he simply stopped mentioning it.

"This spirit jade butterfly has stopped in the sky above your apprentice early, I'm afraid it will be difficult to beat this competition." Fuchen said as he rubbed his crossed legs.

"I said Fuchen, if you don't go to see the organ competition test table you should see, why do you stare at me in vain?" Beiming Xiu glanced at it, then heard Fuchen laugh and said, "The mechanism technique has the most supreme inheritance in my Honghu Sect, and the rest of those monks have a half-understanding of what they have learned, and they can't enter the law." The old man was not interested. Why don't you look at the female cultivator of the golden spirit bead, you see, this pen, this move, the foundation is very stable! ”

Bei Mingxiu also stared at Cheng Yu, watching her complete a spirit rune, and then nodded incessantly: "Indeed, in one go, I just don't know how she drew this spirit rune?" ”

"It's not easy to want to know, just go and see." As soon as the words fell, Fuchen slapped his leg, and the whole person disappeared into the secret room.

"This old way, but more anxious than me." Bei Ming Xiu shook his head slightly, and he also dodged away at the moment.

At this time, Cheng Yu had already completed two high-grade spirit runes, one was stable and the fourth-order was high-grade. A supernormal play, a fifth-order top grade. In this last picture, Cheng Yu was thinking about what to draw, and when he raised his eyes, he saw the Lingyu butterfly fluttering its wings above Yeqiong, and then looked down towards Yeqiong.

found that her actions were beyond Cheng Yu's expectations, and she actually mixed her own essence and blood into cinnabar. Doing so can maximize the integration of the spirit rune and its own breath, and achieve the unity of heaven and man when making the talisman. Cheng Yu has only seen it in Dian Qinghou's talisman making experience, as mentioned above, although this kind of talisman can greatly improve the grade of the spirit talisman, but the physical wear and tear of the monk is particularly large, and there is a suspicion of putting the cart before the horse.

Suddenly, Cheng Yu felt two powerful auras appear in the hall behind the high platform, and then turned to look at that place. She was not the only one who discovered this situation, many high-ranking monks looked towards that place, and then saw that Luo Feng's steward appeared on the high platform, stretched out his hand to everyone to reassure, signaling that nothing was wrong.

Cheng Yu retracted his gaze and when he saw the storage bracelet in his hand, he suddenly remembered the rune when he took out the golden spirit bead in his mind.

As time passed, the thoughts in Cheng Yu's heart became stronger and stronger, and he was completely immersed in them. At that moment, he waved away all the talisman tools on the table.

This move immediately attracted the attention of many monks.

"How can you push the cinnabar and rune paper?"

"It's not that you can't complete this talisman and lose your temper, right?" Some of the monks who had been watching were puzzled.

Even the Northern Meditation Cultivator who appeared in the Gaotai Hall was puzzled: "Isn't it that we have all looked away, the most important thing for this talisman maker is these talisman tools, she actually knocked them down in the talisman maker?" If these were prepared by Polar City, it would be forgivable, but it was her own! Denying one's own talisman is a taboo for talisman makers. ”

"Hold off and take a look." Fuchen is not a talisman maker and doesn't feel much about such a move.

But the next moment, Bei Mingxiu's eyes widened suddenly, and the whole person stood up from the chair, and said in surprise: "This, this can't be ......"

I saw that Cheng Yu took out a set of talisman tools again, a blank rune paper with dry yellow, a small dish of viscous liquid with pale yellow, and a talisman pen that had been half-new. Then I saw that he was concentrating, and the whole person fell silent. The hand holding the talisman pen was slender but powerful, dipped in liquid, penned, drawn, at that moment, Cheng Yu's body seemed to exude a soft light, and it was a light that only high-level talisman masters could see.

The shadow is shallow, but the saint is holy.

Cheng Yu was immersed in her own rune space, and in front of her was the huge rune, she would remember it deeply, and she had drawn it more than a thousand times in her heart, before she couldn't help but draw it with the power of the Buddha, she felt that this rune was a Buddha power rune, and only the power of the Buddha could exert its greatest effect.

"Golden Spirit Beads, Ancient Runes, Ancient Runes!" The Northern Meditation Cultivator in the temple began to murmur incessantly. Let Fuchen look sideways, he has known the Northern Meditation Cultivator for nearly a thousand years, and it is rare to see him have such an excited side, his hands trembled slightly, and his eyes stared at the female cultivator who was making talismans on the test table.

He knew what the Northern Meditation meant. Back then, they got married because of the golden spirit beads, so they knew that what they got from each other were ancient things, what he got was a mental method of the organ technique, which benefited him a lot, and what the Northern Meditation Cultivation got was also an ancient rune, but he had studied it for nearly a thousand years, but he still didn't have the legal system to make that ancient rune, which almost became the biggest obsession in the heart of the Northern Meditation Cultivator.

And today, I'm afraid I can finally solve my doubts. Fuchen had a smile in his eyes, and he was happy to see that his best friend could have this blessing.

Although Cheng Yu's talisman making process was unique, it didn't attract the attention of the spirit jade butterfly at all.

Ding Kui, who had already completed the talisman making, sneered: "Pretending, if you really have the ability, I'm afraid that the Lingyu Butterfly would have fluttered over a long time ago." This also resonated with many monks, after all, there are no flowery shelves to see, and they have really seen a lot.

Yeqiong completed the third spirit rune, and then withdrew the protective array, and the spirit jade butterfly began to hover above her head incessantly. Rao is the other six monks all withdrew from the protective array one by one, and they didn't have to let it move its position. Yeqiong didn't have the slightest smug look on her face, but her first reaction was to look in the direction of Cheng Yu.

Jing Shou is a chin head, worthy of the elder and disciple of the Northern Underworld. Not arrogant or impatient, with excellent temperament. (To be continued.) )