If Song Yue had already started to cultivate the truth, it would be much easier to attract aura.

You don't even need to induce the aura, as long as you import the true qi into it when carving.

But she hasn't been able to get her breath into her body yet.

If you want to make a jade talisman, you have to use spiritual power to guide the aura between heaven and earth.

This step is difficult, and even few people succeed.

Even if a person has already drawn qi into the body, the one who can successfully make a jade talisman is one in a thousand.

This one, the talent may not be good, but it can just succeed.

Among them, there are even fewer who are talented.

Those people are still practicing with cut jade plates.

Those who have a lot of money are still using high-quality materials.

How can it be so hard as Song Yue?

Because the materials are not enough, I am so sad that I use leftovers to practice.

It's no wonder that you can succeed!

Fugui looked at Song Yue with complicated eyes, and couldn't help but feel a little distressed when he saw her carefully pinching the leftovers with her left hand and holding a carving knife with a pen in her right hand.

Back then, where did she need to suffer this sin?

Even the materials used for practice are the best.

There is also a constant supply of people.

I'm afraid of missing it.

It opened its mouth, wanting to tell Song Yue not to waste its efforts.

Leftovers are unlikely to succeed.

But looking at Song Yue's serious appearance, it suddenly couldn't bear it.

Song Yue is too persistent, unless she tastes failure and takes the initiative to give up.

Otherwise, it's useless for anyone to say.

That's how she was back then.

Everyone thought it was impossible, but she gritted her teeth and persevered.

No one will listen to it.

At last......

"Click!"

The leftovers in Song Yue's hand suddenly cracked from the inside.

Fortunately, it didn't need to be exploded, although Song Yue was startled, she was not injured.

As soon as she let go, the shattered jade fragments immediately scattered and fell, like sand that could not be grasped.

Fugui was so frightened that he immediately rushed over and stared at Song Yue: "You're not injured, are you?" ”

"Nope." Song Yue had a cold face, wiped off the injured debris and powder unhappily, and picked up a scrap again.

This time, she didn't rush to do it, she first recalled how she felt when she was carving just now, guessed the reason for the failure and the remedy, and then started carving again.

Fugui saw that her face was not good, so he had to retreat silently.

Song Yue carved carefully, and his mind was all invested in it, almost imperceptibly the passage of time.

I don't know how long it took.

"Click!"

The offcuts cracked again.

The difference is that this time the crack took longer than the previous one.

The first piece of leftovers, Song Yue only carved a small half and then shattered.

She has carved more than half of this piece.

If it continues......

Song Yue quickly picked up another piece of leftover material and began to carve.

The space was terrifyingly quiet, and Fugui didn't even dare to get angry.

I see that I am almost finished carving.

"Click!" The offcuts cracked again.

Song Yue picked up the fourth piece of leftover material without changing his face and carved it.

This time, when the last rune was engraved, the leftovers cracked again.

She picked up the fifth.

Fugui watched her continue to carve, and the leftovers continued to crumble into slag, as if her heart had been stabbed by those slags.

Song Yue is too persistent.

It dared to bet with the fur on its body that if no one stopped Song Yue, Song Yue would definitely keep trying.

Until success!

But it doesn't work.

It's too much of a drain.

Fugui hesitated for a moment, but decided to go to He Shenyuan for help.

Taking advantage of Song Yue's inattention, it sneaked out of the space, found Song Yue's mobile phone, and called He Shenyuan.

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