For beginners who have just entered the Dao Gate, drawing talismans is a very serious matter, and it is not a child's play.

Before drawing the talisman, you should put the incense case, incense, please God, clean your body in advance, clean your hands, clean your mouth, clean your pen, paper, inkstone, after praying, take the pen and wave it, spray it with water, pray again, bow again, send God, all of which are indispensable.

However, these are the rules handed down by Taoism, and Mo Hansheng is walking now, and he has long been ignoring these trivial details, and he only needs to ensure that his mind is clear and his mana is abundant before drawing the talisman.

Mo Hansheng stood in front of the bookcase and meditated, and the ink monkey had already studied the ink pen and stood aside.

The study was quiet, and the pins could be heard.

Mo Hansheng suddenly opened his eyes, sank into the dantian in one breath, reached out to pick up the pen, and wrote quickly on a blank piece of paper in front of him.

The pen walks like a swimming dragon, in one go, and in the blink of an eye, it leaves three patterns stacked together like waves, like words are not words, like pictures are not pictures, and it is the charm of the water line charm.

Mo Hansheng exhaled lightly and glanced down, it didn't seem to be difficult.

He turned his head and gestured, and the ink monkey immediately understood, took a piece from the top of a pile of white paper beside him, and placed it on the desk.

Previously, Mo Hansheng only traced the shape of the charm, and did not inject its meaning into the charm.

Next, he will try to pour his mana into pen and ink, and truly use the true element to write spells.

Mo Hansheng took a deep breath, and the fingers holding the pen were slightly forced, trying to slowly move the true yuan into his palm.

In a moment's time, the ink pen exploded, the ink splattered, and fine wood chips flew everywhere.

The ink monkey was taken aback and couldn't help but scream, and then immediately covered his mouth.

Mo Hansheng held the remaining half-truncated pen with a slightly confused expression.

He didn't expect that he had just tried to inject a little bit of True Yuan into the pen before, and the ink pen would explode directly.

What Mo Hansheng didn't know was that his little bit of true yuan was already quite a lot compared to ordinary monks.

The talisman pen used to write talismans is also of high and low quality.

The better the quality of the talisman, the greater the power it can withstand, and the less the loss of mana.

The same is true for the rune ink and rune paper used to transmit and carry mana, the higher the quality, the better the spell will be, and the final spirit rune will naturally have better effect.

As for the pen that was blown up earlier, it was just an ordinary brush, not even the lowest quality talisman pen, so it naturally couldn't withstand Mo Hansheng's mana.

Mo Hansheng, who thought about this clearly, couldn't help but shake his head, Zhenyuan was strong, and it didn't seem to be a good thing.

Naturally, he didn't have no rune paper and rune pens, but the price of these things was much higher than ordinary paper and pen.

Originally, he just thought that he had not yet started, so he took ordinary paper and pen to practice first, but he didn't expect this to happen.

Fortunately, this problem happened in advance, if he had blown up the only talisman before, he would have wanted to cry without tears.

After experiencing this, Mo Hansheng was not in a hurry to write spells, but planned to start by controlling the number of true elements.

He'd done something similar before, but this was the first time he'd done so finely.

The ink monkey has brought a rag to wipe the splashed tabletop clean, and even the scraps of the brush have been cleaned up.

It handed a new ordinary brush to Mo Hansheng, and sat back to the side and watched quietly.

Mo Hansheng tried to send Zhenyuan into the brush again, and with a bang, the barrel exploded again.

For the next half hour, the sound of the explosion was repeated in the study.

It wasn't until after sacrificing thirty-seven brushes that Mo Hansheng was finally able to control the true yuan to the extent that it would not burst the pen barrel.

Mo Hansheng picked up the pen again and began to write on the white paper, and the line of the pen that had become very proficient seemed to become unsmooth again, and the strokes suddenly trembled halfway through the line and broke off.

Mo Hansheng frowned slightly, there is really a big difference between true yuan writing and ordinary writing.

The inexplicable tremor before seemed to be due to the incoherence of the brushwork, but it was actually caused by the unstable output of the true element.

If you want to solve this problem, there is no other way but to keep practicing.

However, there is also a big difference between practice and practice.

Ordinary monks, tens of thousands of times of practice can solve this problem once and for all.

Those who have a little talent in the rune path still need to write six thousand.

For those with superior talents, 3,000 is enough.

What's more, a thousand times is enough.

Those with excellent talents, within three hundred.

In the end, Mo Hansheng wrote eighty years of pen and seventeen pieces of waste paper, and finally wrote the first complete spell in his life.

Mo Hansheng couldn't help but exhale lightly, revealing a hint of joy, and the ink monkey on the side also squeaked twice and clapped his hands.

At the moment when the spell was formed, the pen and ink suddenly collapsed, and even the white paper below was crushed into dust.

The ink monkey's smile froze on his face and he stopped clapping.

Mo Hansheng was stunned for a moment, and then understood that this was not his own sake, but the carrier of the spell was not good.

No matter how much you reconcile the true element, the carrying capacity of ordinary white paper is limited, and it is difficult to fully withstand the true meaning of a complete spell.

It's time to practice with real talisman material.

The corners of Mo Hansheng's mouth hooked up a smile, he finally had a hint of entry, and he gestured with his eyes again.

The ink monkey immediately screamed happily, quickly spread a piece of yellow rune paper on the bookcase, and took the rune pen he had just bought and handed it to Mo Hansheng.

The sun is gradually setting, and the time has unconsciously arrived in the evening, and the figures faintly reflected through the window paper are still standing in the study to enjoy their pen and ink, forgetting to sleep and eat.

Three days later, Mo Hansheng was standing on the edge of a small lake in the suburbs.

It's the beginning of September, and it's breezy and crisp.

The strange thing is that the ink monkey sitting on Mo Hansheng's shoulder is trembling.

Mo Hansheng smiled and handed a piece of rune paper the size of a bamboo piece to the ink monkey.

This is the first spiritual talisman he has completed in three days without sleeping or eating-the Water Walking Talisman.

Although the Water Talisman is only the most common auxiliary spirit rune, but throughout the entire immortal cultivation world, how many people can go from a layman to a beginner in three days, and draw a complete spirit rune on their own?

Mo Hansheng couldn't help but feel a little complacent in his heart, and he added a lot of confidence to becoming a talisman master.

So, he couldn't wait to take the ink monkey to the lake, intending to test the power of this water talisman.

In stark contrast to it, it is naturally a water monkey by nature.

The function of this water talisman, as the name suggests, is to allow creatures who do not know water to have the ability to move in water.

In this way, the ink monkey is naturally the best test subject.

Although this monkey was reluctant in his heart, he did not dare to go against Mo Hansheng's will.

It trembled and took the water talisman, then jumped off Mo Hansheng's shoulder and came to the water's edge.

The ink monkey stretched out its paws and flicked in the water, then immediately retracted, his eyes revealing an endless fear of the unknown.

It is afraid of water by nature and is still in its infancy, so it is very resistant to going into the water.

It turned its head and looked at Mo Hansheng pitifully, with a hint of pleading in its eyes.

Mo Hansheng looked at it calmly, and the meaning was obvious: either go into the water or get into the pot, choose one.