"How so?"

As soon as Wang Xi's voice fell, with a bang, the talisman pen exploded and turned into a pile of powder. And his mind was like a hammer, and the whole person felt like he was about to die.

After a while, Wang Xi had a trace of clarity in his mind. But his whole face was as miserable as gold paper, sweating profusely, and the whole person seemed to be fished out of water!

In just a moment, it is like experiencing life and death.

"Whoa-la-"

Wang Xi looked at the rune paper in front of him, and it began to burn automatically, and then together with the powder of the rune pen, it was blown by the wind, and it disappeared in the blink of an eye, without even a trace of dust.

I didn't finish the first stroke!

Just thought about the first point, this situation happened, and Wang Xi was a little dumbfounded!

This Taoist character seal is too terrifying. Myself, I obviously can't write this kind of sigil now.

"Whew...... Whoop......"

Wang Xi took a few breaths, and then remembered the severity of the matter.

The talisman pen was shattered...... The rune paper is also burned!

"Damn! I burned four pieces of rune paper...... Calm down, I want to be calm!"

But Wang Xi couldn't calm down, because the talisman pen also exploded!

There is still a spare copy after the rune paper is burned, and at most he was scolded by the teacher of the rune hall, but this rune pen is an expensive thing, and there is a multi-series spar on the tip of the pen, although it is smaller, but no matter how small a spar, it is not something that Wang Xi can bear.

The talisman pen is only used by the talisman hall for students to copy and master the talisman seal, and it will be taken back and repaired from time to time.

But now, the rune pen is gone, and he doesn't know how to explain to Fu Tang.

"Careless!"

Wang Xi gritted his teeth, according to the price of the rune pen he had heard, it was said that it would cost 100 rune stone broken crystals.

Then he suddenly realized that the filaments of spiritual power in his mind had suddenly decreased a lot...... Almost ninety percent gone!

"It's really a dog......"

Originally, there were about dozens of filaments of spiritual power in my mind, but now, there were only a few left, and because of this Dao word, most of them were consumed at once!

"Let you try...... Let you try!"

Cracking sound!

Wang Xi gave himself a few big mouths, he hated himself, Nima had nothing to do to experiment with any Dao characters, this is good, the spiritual power that could not make a few talismans in the first place, consumed so much at once.

How could he not hate himself!

Writing a word, bursting a rune pen, and writing a piece of test rune paper wasted, it consumed a huge amount of spiritual power for him.

This deal, no matter how you look at it, is not cost-effective.

"Damn, hurry up and go to the talisman apprentice first, I'm afraid that I will be tossed again, this talisman apprentice can't be assessed!"

Wang Xi was in a dilemma again for the promotion of the talisman maker a month later.

But fortunately, relying on the little mental power left, it is estimated that I can still make a few zuò, so while I am not stupid, I still hurry up and complete the assessment of the promotion of the talisman apprentice first.

As for the future, you can only take one step at a time!

Isn't there still a month to go, and I have to make a talisman treasure that strengthens my spiritual power.

Thinking like this, he closed the door and walked out of the side door of the Ancient Book Pavilion.

The Ancient Book Pavilion was half a mile away from the Fu Hall, and Wang Xi walked in a hurry. As for the damage to the rune pen, this matter must also be told to the teacher of the rune hall.

As for the assessment of talisman apprentices, it is also within the talisman hall.

In this era of universal use of talismans, the mainland has set up this kind of "talisman hall" in various places in order to select talented talisman makers. Fu Tang is very similar to the primary school in Huaxia in the previous life, and it also teaches children to begin to understand this society.

Fu Tower, on the other hand, is similar to a junior high school, where some subjects are taught in detail. It also began to be divided into two major systems: talisman cultivation and talisman maker.

Wang Xi compared the similarities and differences of the two worlds, and with a cup of tea, Fu Tang came into his eyes.

Fu Tang is located on the edge of Luliu Town, is rebuilt with the original ancestral hall, said that it is not big, more than ten houses, some old Fu masters attend classes in the morning, gather together in the afternoon to discuss Fu Seal, and some will be hired to a certain family, for some dignitaries and nobles to make talismans.

In general, the profession of talisman maker is very popular in the rune continent, after all, all walks of life need to use their talismans.

Walking into the courtyard gate, Wang Xi saw several talisman apprentices, where they asked the old talisman masters.

After all, a month later is the annual talisman master promotion assessment, and these guys must be cramming for a while.

No one wants to be eliminated in a month, so it has become a normal thing to be strengthened by surprise.

Almost all the talisman apprentices gathered here, surrounding the old talisman masters, asking for some help, hoping to make a breakthrough in a month.

Those who are familiar with guò can enter the towering talisman tower to learn more profound talisman making knowledge, and some can even practice talismans, become a talisman cultivator, and become the supreme master of this continent!

Only the battle talisman used by Fu Xiu can be regarded as a "talisman" in the true sense, and it has the power to rebel against the chaos of heaven and earth. Every talisman is cultivated, and the talisman is swept through the sky and the earth, moving mountains and seas, this kind of legend makes countless people fascinated.

Wang Xi is certainly no exception.

But becoming a talisman cultivator, at present, in his opinion, is a very distant thing after all, and now in his heart, there is only the assessment of talisman apprentices.

Only by becoming an apprentice can you take the promotion test after one month.

Of course, in the assessment of talisman apprentices, the elimination rate is also quite high, after all, there is an essential difference between making a talisman and making a finished good talisman.

The grades of finished products are divided into seven types: defective symbols, defective symbols, lower grades, finished products, medium grades, upper grades and best grades.

Only in the assessment, the talisman above the finished product can be absorbed by the talisman tower.

The talisman apprentice who makes the lower talisman can only be awarded the title of "talisman maker", but cannot join the talisman tower, but can choose to stay in the talisman to continue his studies, which is why there are so many old talisman makers in the talisman hall.

"Tuk, tuk, tuk!"

Wang Xi walked to the house where Pu Lao was and knocked on the door. Pu Lao is an old talisman master who taught Wang Xi Fu Zheng knowledge in Fu Tang, and he is rigid and dogmatic and very strict.

However, because of his own talent, Wang Xi did not have much contact with this old man, and many of them were hearsay.

However, it may not be without reason!

According to Wang Xi's experience in knowing people in his previous life, this old man may not be such a good talker.

Squeak –

The door soon opened, revealing a half-grown hairy child, and when he saw Wang Xi, there was a smile on his face, revealing two cute tiger teeth.

"Brother Wang Xi, why are you here?"

The boy was very clever, and his eyes were very bone-turning, and he looked like a smart child.

Wang Xi was a little embarrassed, this child was from his same village, named Li Wei. He was four or five years younger than himself, but he was already an apprentice talisman maker.

Pinching Li Wei's little face, Wang Xi flashed into the inner room, but he already heard Pu Lao constantly counting there: "I can't grind ink, and the broken spars are uneven...... How do you become a qualified talisman maker in the future?"

The four or five children sitting in the room all drooped their heads, and none of them dared to look up.

"Brother Wang Xi is here!"

The little ghost named Li Wei suddenly shouted, and the four or five children with drooping heads suddenly turned their heads to look at Wang Xi, and this shout made Wang Xi blush.

This damn child, it's terrible!

Looking at the four or five children in the house, who were on average three or four years younger than him, Wang Xi felt Alexander, because they were all already talisman apprentices, and Pu Lao was here to open a small stove for them......

"What kind of system is yelling?" Old Pu scolded Levi.

Little Levi turned around and stuck out his tongue and grimaced.

Wang Xi respectfully walked up to Pu Lao: "Teacher, I'll come—"

"Sit down for me, Yanmo should keep his back straight and his hands flat......" Before Wang Xi finished speaking, Pu Lao reprimanded another little guy loudly.

"Teacher, I want to come ......"

Wang Xi spoke again, but Pu Lao began to educate another little guy.

From beginning to end, I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, Pu Lao didn't look up at Wang Xi.

"Do you think of yourself as air?"

Wang Xi was faintly angry in his heart......