"Oh, I studied painting and calligraphy when I was young, and at that time, according to my master's teachings, there were requirements for pen control, so I was used to it." Yuan Ming found a reason and explained.

Fortunately, Amuhe didn't care too much about this, nodded, and didn't continue to ask.

But at this moment, on the white paper on which Yuan Ming had just drawn the flame pattern, a puff of green smoke suddenly appeared, and it actually burned by itself.

Yuan Ming didn't know what was going on, for fear of igniting the white paper next to him, he subconsciously reached out to shoot it.

Amuhe, who was on the side, stopped him with a surprised expression, and then regardless of the flames, he reached out and picked up the white paper, holding it up in front of his eyes and looking at it carefully.

When all the runes were burned out, he threw the paper with the flame into the bucket under the table.

The flames were extinguished, and with black ashes, floated in the water.

Seeing this, Yuan Ming guessed that it was the burning caused by his failure to draw the talisman for the first time, and only then did he understand why the bucket was placed here.

Thinking about it like this, he felt a little strange, why didn't Elder Kuroki mention it in his codex?

But on second thought, that codex is a record of the runes and drawing experience it collects, not a novice teaching material, and it may be normal that it is not mentioned.

"Genius, you kid is really a genius...... "Amu Heyi grabbed Yuan Ming's shoulder and said in surprise.

"What the hell is going on? But what caused me to fail to draw a talisman? Yuan Ming hurriedly broke free and asked.

"You've only tried to draw talismans for the first time, and it's normal to fail, but you can get angry the first time, although your reaction is a little slower, but it's already a genius move." Amuhe was overjoyed and couldn't help shouting.

"Dare to ask Senior Brother, what is anger?" Yuan Ming's face didn't change much, he just asked with some confusion.

"The so-called deqi is that the drawn runes initially have the ability to communicate the aura of heaven and earth, which is the key to the success of the drawn runes. The better the runes are drawn, the faster they will breathe. Amuhe explained.

Listening to his explanation, Yuan Ming understood.

This is like the vipassana when he was studying the Secret of the Moon, which was the basis for entry.

It's just that compared to the Inner Vipassana Sea Meridian and Dantian of the Dark Moon Jue, he learned to draw talismans, and the entry was much faster.

"It can be seen that you are at least very talented in drawing talismans." Amuhe said with a smile.

"It's all taught by the senior brother." When Yuan Ming heard this, he was also happy in his heart.

"Okay, I'll teach you these today, you can take this rune book back, copy it from time to time, and then come to me when you learn it all." When Amuhe heard this, the smile on his face became even stronger.

"Thank you, brother." Yuan Ming thanked.

"The pen, ink, paper, and inkstone you need to go back to practice can be purchased at Qingfutang. Remember, just use the normal ink for the time being, don't buy rune ink. Amuhe admonished.

"What happens if you use runic ink when you practice?" Yuan Ming asked.

"Naturally, it's better, if you have to be rich! Even if you draw the symbols well, you won't get angry, but it's almost enough for beginners. What I just used for you is the rune ink, which is a special ink mixed with cinnabar and some special ore powder, and you will use this kind of ink when you really draw the rune in the future. The price difference between the two is very different, so don't use rune ink during practice, it's too wasteful. Amuhe waved his hand and said.

When Yuan Ming heard this, he was secretly speechless.

He asked everything he should have asked today, so he didn't stay here for long, and after saying goodbye to Amuhe, he left with the talisman in his hand.

Coming out of the Qilu, Yuan Ming turned his head and went straight to the Green Worm Hall.

Since he stepped into the sect, he has only heard of the name of the Qingfutang, but he has not seen the true face, and only knows that it is the hall of the sect that specializes in business affairs.

It is said that the magic weapons and artifacts produced by the sect, the spiritual elixirs, the spirit beasts raised, and even the beast slaves sold are all traded through the Qingfutang.

The disciples and elders and deacons in the sect can also buy things in the Green Worm Hall, and they only need to pay the contribution value.

After buying the things that Amu Heti needed to draw runes, Yuan Ming went directly back to his residence to cultivate.

……

Time flickered, and another half a month passed.

At night, the moon hangs high.

Yuan Ming sat cross-legged in the room, and the moonlight outside the window was shining on him.

It has been a long time since he came to Biluo Cave, and after getting rid of the life of a furry beast slave who eats and sleeps in the open and drinks blood, Yuan Ming's body shape and appearance have undergone some changes imperceptibly.

His skin was white again, and under the reflection of the moonlight, a hazy white glow shrouded him, which looked a little unrealistic.

At this moment, the silver cat, which rarely appeared in front of Yuan Ming's eyes, was squatting on the table in front of his window.

And the reason why the silver cat appeared here is because after this period of training and guidance, Yuan Ming's "Dark Moon Jue" cultivation has progressed quite quickly, and it has reached the time when the first layer is about to be consummated.

Of course, this kind of rapid progress is relative to Yuan Ming's before, in the eyes of the silver cat, his talent is still dull.

Yuan Ming's eyes were closed, holding the incense burner in his arms, and there was a faint light flashing at the center of his eyebrows.

In his sea of consciousness, the power of the originally scattered divine soul was gradually condensing, and a little light slowly merged, and finally condensed into a white ball of light, rising up, like a full moon hanging in the air.

This round of the full moon rose high in Yuan Ming's sea of knowledge, and the light that bloomed instantly radiated all around, illuminating his sea of knowledge transparently.

The red mist that had been suppressed to the edge by the power of divine consciousness suddenly melted like snow under the reflection of the white light, and all of them dissolved in an instant.

Yuan Ming's eyes opened suddenly, only to feel that the originally dim room was a little brighter, and the furnishings in the room had become a little clearer.

At the same time, his spiritual platform was also unprecedentedly clear, and he only felt refreshed and extremely comfortable.

The sound of insects outside the window, the sound of the shadows of the trees, and even the sound of other doors closing in the distance all came to his ears very clearly, and even if he concentrated a little, he could hear it farther.

In addition to the changes in his eyesight and hearing, Yuan Ming's sense of smell has also become much more sensitive, and the aroma of pine resin from the ancient pine trees outside the window, the smell of grass on the ground, and the smell of charcoal fire on the other side of the fire workshop can all be smelled.

Obviously, the consummation of the first level of the "Dark Moon Jue" exercise method not only increased his divine soul, but also increased his perception a lot.

But while Yuan Ming showed excitement, he also felt a little confused, the silver cat was obviously sitting on the table not far in front of him, but he could only see the other party, but he couldn't hear its breath or smell its smell.

It's like the silver cat isn't real.

"But if the first layer of the exercises is complete, it is worth being so happy?" The voice of the silver cat sounded in Yuan Ming's mind, ethereal and cold.

"If I don't have your guidance, I'm afraid that if I give it another half a year, I may not be able to do it." Yuan Ming put away his smile and said.

"It's kind of self-aware." The silver cat's voice softened slightly.

"Why is it that my five senses have been strengthened, but I can't perceive your presence...... I mean, if you close your eyes and don't look. Yuan Ming hesitated slightly, but still asked a question.

"This is the secret technique of soul cultivation, and you can't cultivate it for the time being." The silver cat said, and an invisible aura on his body was relieved.

Yuan Ming could immediately hear its breathing and heartbeat, and he could also smell the smell of its body in his nose.

He didn't pay much attention to it before, but this time he found that the smell was very good, not like an animal at all, but a bit similar to the aroma of Zhilan, but what it was, Yuan Ming couldn't tell it.

At this time, he suddenly thought that when the silver cat followed him before, he felt its presence several times, so it seemed that it was not the silver cat careless, but it was very likely that it was intentional.

Obviously can be perfectly hidden, but he wants to expose his tracks, and he refuses to expose it too obviously, do you want him to find out, or don't you want him to find out?

The character of this silver cat seems to be ...... A little tsundere, huh?

"Now that the first floor has been repaired, you can try to detach the soul." At this time, the voice of the silver cat sounded again in his sea of knowledge.

"In the exercises, it doesn't mean that the first layer is perfect, but only the stage of stabilizing the sea of consciousness, wouldn't it be a bit too risky to leave the body now?" Yuan Ming was a little hesitant when he heard this.

"You're questioning me?" The silver cat glanced at him, her voice cold.

"Well, you have the final say." Yuan Ming secretly scolded in his heart.

After saying that, he put away the incense burner, closed his eyes, pinched the magic with both hands, and suddenly shouted in his mouth:

"Up!"

Suddenly, the wind in the house was several times stronger, bringing the surrounding air flow to fluctuate slightly, turning into a whirlwind that spread from his body.

A transparent humanoid phantom suddenly flew out from the top of Yuan Ming's head, suspended in midair, and it was his soul.

"Is this what it's like to be out of your body? Why does it feel so familiar? Yuan Ming glanced at the motionless body below, then looked at the illusory hands, and muttered.

The sense of the spirit was very different from that of the body, his eyes could easily see through the darkness, almost as much as day, and his ears could hear sounds, but his sense of touch and smell was completely lost.

He pressed his hands downward, as if to trigger the air current, and his spirit floated upward.

He didn't stop until his head hit the roof, but rushed straight out of the roof and came outside.

Yuan Ming's soul is illusory, half of his body is poked outside the roof, and half of his body is still in the house, which feels extremely wonderful.

His gaze swept into the distance, and his vision was not affected in the darkness, and he could always see that there was still a little fire on the side of the fire behind him.

In the courtyard ahead, many people are not sleeping, and silhouettes can be seen in the window under the reflection of the lights.

Yuan Ming's heart moved, and he wanted to fly to the front yard to take a look, but his body had just flown out of the roof, and a night wind struck, which immediately blew him to the ground, and involuntarily floated towards the rear.

As soon as he flew out of the distance of four or five zhang, Yuan Ming suddenly felt a biting coldness, which made him panic.

This feeling of coldness is not the kind of external cold that is felt by the body and skin, but a cold that comes from the depths of the soul with a strong sense of fear.

(End of chapter)