Sun Yi'an hurriedly walked back to the table in two steps, but this time he did not immediately start carving the talisman, but closed his eyes and recalled the details of the talisman making in the past half a year.

The materials are fine, and the talisman technique is fine......

There was nothing wrong with every step, but it always burst for no reason at the moment when the final talisman was made, which gave him a bit of déjà vu.

Since the materials and steps are fine, in the final analysis, the problem lies with the person who made the talisman.

What is the difference between himself and Zhang Liang?

The talent of talismans!

What is the talent for making talismans?

Extremely sensitive perception of Reiki!

What role does the so-called talent play in the process of making symbols?

Rumble!

A flash of light flashed in Sun Yi'an's mind, and his heart suddenly opened up!

"It's balance...... Yes, it's a balance of spiritual power! ”

Sun Yi'an's voice began to tremble excitedly, how similar the final burst of the talisman was to the spiritual power in his dantian!

The fundamental reason is that when depicting the last step of the talisman, it is impossible to keep the majestic aura in the talisman balanced and cause the aura to riot!

He has always attributed his inability to make talismans to his lack of proficiency in talisman making, and neglected the importance of talent. It seems that the diligence that I have always believed in is not applicable to the talisman making!

It's no wonder that talisman makers have such high requirements for talent, if they don't have an extremely keen perception of aura, it is impossible to achieve an extremely delicate balance between the aura sealed in the talisman when the talisman is finally formed!

For ordinary monks, even if they have spied on the most critical secret of talisman making, if they have no talent, they have no talent, and they just know it.

But Sun Yi'an didn't give up, he thought of a possibility, and couldn't stop getting excited in his heart.

After several days of meditation and pranayama, Sun Yi'an's spirit and spiritual power returned to a full state.

After cleaning the inside and outside of the temporary mansion, he solemnly spread out the only two pieces of crumpled rune paper that were left, and sat down at the table.

Yinhao's pen was dipped in the yellow light and flashing rune ink, and he skillfully walked on the rune paper.

Talismans, Heavenly Pillars, Sword Autumn......

Soon, the prototype of an earth escape talisman was about to be completed.

At the moment when the talisman was formed, the earth-attribute aura that drifted between heaven and earth was attracted by the talisman and began to converge towards the talisman.

But Sun Yi'an was not busy carving the talisman foot to seal the talisman this time, but with a stroke of the pen, he released his divine sense and poked towards his chest.

Then, a slender black and white thread, barely visible, slowly emerged from his chest and fell towards the talisman on the table under the guidance of his divine sense.

As soon as the black and white threads fell on the talisman, they continued to follow the ink strokes on the talisman, and soon overlapped with all the strokes.

Seeing this scene, Sun Yi'an was highly concentrated, he tried to restrain himself from shaking his hands, and once again raised his pen and fell on the talisman.

As the strokes of the brush wander, the lines of the feet slowly converge towards the middle.

Suddenly, a bright yellow light lit up on the talisman, and it was about to burst.

Sun Yi'an was already extremely familiar with this scene, and he suddenly lifted the silver pen, and his divine sense instantly covered the talisman, guiding the black and white filaments to wander rapidly in the complicated strokes.

Fortunately, this time the yellow light did not burst immediately under Sun Yi'an's suppression, and after a few flashes, it began to dim slowly. At the same time, dozens of places on the talisman began to exude a trace of excess earth-attribute aura.

A quarter of an hour later, the yellow glow on the talisman completely dimmed. It looks like the one Zhang Liang portrayed at the beginning.

Sun Yi'an forcibly suppressed the heat in his heart, and carefully used his divine sense to slowly withdraw the yin and yang qi attached to the talisman from his heart.

"Whew~"

He let out a sigh of relief, leaned back, and slumped back in his chair.

"Finally...... It's done! ”

And so it was...... Ha ha! Hahaha~"

There was a hearty and long laugh from Mansion C16, which echoed high in the air for a long time, causing birds to look around on their legs on the branches.

It's the beginning of the month again.

There is only more than a year left before the re-election ceremony of Yijiazi, and Hidden Dragon City has gathered tens of thousands of monks at this time, and even the rental price of the mansion on Kexian Mountain has doubled, despite this, it is still difficult to find a house, and many small sects and casual cultivators have to share a house with many people to settle down temporarily.

The already bustling market has become even more bustling, and it is obvious that the original temporary stalls are no longer enough, and now they have expanded a little outward.

Sun Yi'an came to Fang City with a familiar car, and after spending ten spirit stones to find a steward to rent a stall, he took out more than ten primary-level talismans of various types and two fire attribute middle-level talismans, and placed them on the stall by himself.

Then he took out a small wooden sign from the storage bag and placed it in front of the stall.

The small wooden plaque was written with some of the various materials he wanted to buy, as well as the fur and blood of spirit beasts.

"Huh? Mid-level talismans? How to sell this charm? ”

Soon, a monk came to the door to inquire about the price.

"Oh, this spirit charm is one hundred and twenty spirit stones."

Sun Yi'an raised his eyelids, glanced at the visitor, and saw that the person who came turned out to be a monk in the early stage of foundation building, and couldn't help but cheer up a little.

Although nearly 10,000 people participate in this market every time it opens, it is rare for monks to meet one or two during the foundation building period. Now that the time of the grand ceremony is getting closer and closer, there are naturally more monks in the foundation building period.

It didn't take long for Sun Yi'an to sell out the talismans on the table.

Weighing the hundreds of extra spirit stones in his hand, he smiled with satisfaction, turned around and walked in a certain direction in Xicheng District.

Since Sun Yi'an successfully carved the first earth escape talisman half a year ago, he has devoted most of his experience to this path.

With the assistance of Yin and Yang Qi almost cheating, although he will still have a certain percentage of failures in the subsequent talisman making process, it still makes him a lot of money.

Now in his storage bag, in addition to three or four mid-level talismans carved by himself, there are also two thousand spirit stones!

With the spirit stone, he naturally has the confidence, he began to try to buy higher grade talisman materials, used to carve the mid-level talisman, as long as he has enough spirit stones, I believe that it will not be long before he can buy the herbs needed for refining the body.

In addition, the mid-level talismans he currently has in his hands are the most common types. Therefore, if you want to earn spirit stones from talismans, you have to try to get more talisman secrets.

Qianlong City banned flying in the sky throughout the whole process, and Sun Yi'an spent a meal before reaching the bustling streets of Xicheng District.

This is called Baohua Street, and it is the only area in Qianlong City where mortals and cultivators live together.

The first half of the street is very bustling, with banners on both sides of the street, all kinds of teahouses, wine shops, theaters, and green buildings. Most of the people who can come here are dignitaries and business giants from Hidden Dragon City, but occasionally low-level cultivators will come and go.

The shops on both sides of the back half of the street are decorated with antique colors, and there are no banners fluttering, and there are no small servants soliciting, which looks very deserted. The people who come and go here are monks with uneven cultivation.

Sun Yi'an walked straight to a shop called Wanbao Pavilion, tidied up his clothes a little, and walked in.

"The materials of the magic weapons and pills of this pavilion are all sold, and all kinds of treasures are also purchased, may I ask you whether you want to sell something or buy something?"

A short old man in the late stage of Qi training with a full face of philistine took the initiative to greet him and greeted him warmly.

"Oh, everything you want to buy is recorded in this jade slip, and I ask you to take a look."

Sun Yi'an opened his mouth lightly and handed a jade slip in his hand to the other party. Then I looked at the shelves around the store.

The shop didn't seem to have a lot of goods, and the shelves were sparsely stocked with some ordinary herbs and materials, and there was nothing he could use.

"Huh! You actually want to buy the fur and blood of a second-order demon beast, and you also need so much Tianchen Sand and Heavy Water! These are all materials for making mid-level talismans, are you a talisman maker? ”

The little old man in the late stage of Qi training suddenly sighed softly, and looked at Sun Yi'an in surprise.

Sun Yi'an frowned, and was about to say something when he suddenly heard a deep man's voice at the end of the corridor leading to the second floor.