What Ning Xin'er and Zeng Wenyao were thinking, Jun An naturally had no way of knowing. He just took out the charm pen from his baggage, remembered the Taoist priest Wang Benlou again, and sighed: "You can watch it if you want, don't argue with me." ”

After speaking, Jun An began to spread the yellow paper on the table, dipped the charm pen in ink, pondered for a while, and drew the runes with the help of Wang Benlou's experience in talisman making and the patterns in the "Talisman Sutra".

Actually, after listening to Zeng Wenyao's words, Jun An was also very strange. For low-level fireball talismans, low-level talismans only have a 10% success rate, but when they just came out of the desert at the Luyou Inn, what was the success rate of talisman making?

Five Fireball Talismans, Five Ice Hockey Talismans, and Five Divine Talismans, all succeeded, with a 100% success rate!

He has no concept of failure at all, so he will calculate the cost according to the 100% yield rate in the purchase of yellow paper and ink.

Isn't that a bad calculation? He felt that there was no problem, his success rate in making talismans for the first time was so perfect, and it should not be too bad in the future. So he began to draw, very light and steady, without any mess.

Although Zeng Wenyao and Ning Xin'er didn't know how to make talismans, they could see that Jun An was drawing carefully, not pretending. Especially when the last painting was about to be successfully drawn, Ning Xin'er couldn't help but shout in surprise: "Wow! ”

Jun An, who was engrossed, was a little distracted by this noise, and his hand holding the pen trembled. He was about to make a mistake, but a glimmer of light flashed to Jun An's fingertips at a speed that was imperceptible to others, allowing the rune that was about to be drawn wrong to correct its position.

As the final stroke was completed, the purple rune flashed a ghostly light, then dimmed again. Obviously, this fireball talisman was successfully completed!

Zeng Wenyao and Ning Xin'er looked at Jun An as if they were seeing a monster. The so-called genius, but that's it, right? In fact, what Zeng Wenyao wanted to say was that as far as he knew, even if he was an intermediate talisman maker, the success rate of drawing the fireball technique was only fifty percent!

Zeng Wenyao showed envious eyes, and there was a trace of greed during the period, but it was fleeting.

Ning Xin'er's eyes were only full of admiration: "It's really successful, it's unbelievable." ”

Jun An looked at Ning Xin'er, then at the fireball talisman on the table, and suddenly figured out something. He immediately spread out another piece of yellow paper, dipped it in ink, and continued to draw the runes.

When drawing, Jun An kept a heart eye, there were some strokes, he deliberately prepared to draw off, however, there was still a light in his body, jumping to his fingertips, correcting it.

It turns out that he is not a genius, but the inexplicable light in his body helps!

In this case... So what are you doing so seriously? Jun An'an thought moved, and began to be careless, anyway, you can't draw wrong, right?

So, in the vision of Zeng Wenyao and Ning Xin'er, Jun An seemed to have entered the realm of madness, he kept spreading out the yellow paper, constantly dipping it in ink, and quickly made spiritual runes. A few of them are even brushed aside, with a wave of the way.

On the contrary, each one succeeded. The twenty pieces of yellow paper that I had just bought, plus the five pieces of yellow paper left over from Wang Benlou, were all drawn and arranged into a neat pile of fireball talismans! The spiritual power is surging, like a fake!

This..., Zeng Wenyao sighed: "Genius! Ning Xin'er looked at Jun An with the eyes of a little fan girl, unable to say a word.

"Let's go, let's sell them!" Jun An packed up the fireball talisman and said to the stunned two.

Zeng Wenyao said tremblingly, "Brother Dao, are you sure you don't need to take a break?" I've heard that talisman making is a lot of spiritual energy and energy. ”

Jun An packed up the spirit rune, put it in the baggage, put it on his shoulder, and stepped out of the door and said, "What are you resting, it's important to earn spirit stones." ”

The three of them arrived at the Monks' Square, and since they had already purchased their tickets, the janitor nodded to them and did not say anything. Jun An and the others also hurriedly entered inside and found the stall that sold spirit talismans just now.

The stall owner had apparently gone and returned, and he had brought twenty more fireball talismans with him. It's just that the customers at this time are either shy in their pockets, or they have already bought them, and these twenty fireball talismans have not been sold.

This did not affect the mood of the stall owner, after all, he had already sold dozens of tickets before. Seeing the arrival of the three of Jun An, he quipped: "How about it, stinky boy, have you run out of yellow paper, and you haven't made a spirit rune yet, do you want to buy some more and go back to test it?" ”

Jun An didn't say anything, just sat down next to him, then opened the baggage, threw the fireball talisman to the ground, and shouted: "Genuine fireball talisman!" The power is huge, otherworldly, and each one only needs four spirit stones! ”

The stall owner was dumbfounded: "If you dare to cheat, this will be blacklisted by the monk group!" ”

Some stall owners who knew the ins and outs of the situation also said: "Young man, don't be jealous of other people's good business, just think about these crooked ways, you can't afford the consequences." ”

"Yes, although the spirit stone is good, there is a way to take it!"

"It's okay for you to make a deception, it's too dangerous to get this!"

…

Jun An snorted coldly, and said in his heart, who do you look down on? Then, he followed the example of the stall owner just now, urged the spell in his mouth, threw out the spirit rune, and suddenly a fireball the size of a human head rose into the air, emitting a scorching light, and the spiritual power would not be fake, obviously far more powerful than the stall owner's fireball talisman.

Everyone present was speechless, and some even couldn't slow down. If you want to say that the fireball rune is indeed the lowest and most ordinary spirit rune, who has not used it by the monks here? But whose fireball technique is so huge and so bright?

A gust of wind blew again, and the fireball shook a few times, but it did not go out. The law enforcement monk stepped forward, awkwardly chanting a spell, and a light rain trickled down on the fireball. It started to be like adding fuel to the fire, and the fireball seemed to be a little bigger.

Then another law enforcement monk ran over in a panic and continued to urge the overboard, at which point the fireball reluctantly extinguished.

The two law enforcement monks looked at Jun An coldly, although they were shocked in their hearts, but at this time, they could only put on a good iron-faced and selfless look.

Jun An smiled and said, "I know the rules, I understand them!" ”

With that, he took out the two fireball talismans from the stall and greeted them, and whispered in the ear of a law enforcer: "I don't have any spirit stones, one spirit rune per person can be regarded as compensation." ”

The two law enforcement monks had just seen the power of the fireball technique, and they were very satisfied with Jun An's expression. They nodded and said, "Young man, yes, the spirit rune is of real quality." ”

The two law enforcement monks worked together to extinguish Jun An's fireball, and the fact that he appeared after this was enough to show how high the quality of Jun An's spirit runes was, and his stall immediately caused a sensation.