Letting go of those delusions, Shi Yi took a flower pot, blood continued to drip down his fingertips on the soil, bathed in blood, a seedling broke through the soil, and gradually grew with Shi Yi's blood as nutrients, and finally became a mature air-entraining grass.

This Qi Induction Grass, except for the fact that the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi has not yet had time to gather, is exactly the same as the one that Shi Yi bought before.

Shi Yi saw that the Qi Inducing Grass had been successfully copied, and his face did not show a happy look, but his brows were furrowed.

It turned out that by comparing Shi Yi, it was found that both the amount of blood consumed by this air-inducing grass and the growth rate were greater than those consumed when copying the blood splattered grass.

This shows that in the past, when copying the Yin God Wood Roots, the large amount of consumption was not an exception, and with the increase of the level of herbs, the price paid when the blood ability copied high-level plants would gradually increase.

This problem may not be obvious at this time, after all, the consumption of copying the air-inducing grass can still be borne by Shi Yi now.

However, Shi Yi found a very fatal point, the alchemy success rate gradually decreased with the increase of the pill level.

The basic Dan rate of the Blood Splatter Grass is fifty percent, and the Qi Induction Grass is only forty percent, and what about the future? Three percent, two percent, or even only one percent, such a low probability, if you want to obtain enough pills, you will inevitably need a lot of refining, this kind of consumption is terrifying to think about, Shi Yi can assert that even if he has double the essence blood of the mirror doppelganger, if he tries to refine high-grade pills, he wants to ensure that the refining materials are not broken, and he may not be able to withstand that level of consumption.

If he wants to solve this problem, the only way Shi Yi can think of now is to increase the stock of essence blood.

However, Shi Yi thought about it, he could copy the herbs, and he only needed to supply himself alone, even if this was extremely difficult, so how did those big sect families and thousands of people maintain themselves?

You must know that the pill is the basis for improving cultivation, if you can't even supply the pill, the high-level monks will stay in these sect families and work for nothing, it's impossible to think about it.

And without high-ranking monks, these forces would be scattered and would not be able to sustain themselves at all.

As far as Shi Yi knew, there were masters of the Fetal Breath Realm in the Five Thunder Sect, and as for the higher level, Shi Yi couldn't inquire about it.

Therefore, if these sect families can be maintained, they must have special means to increase the alchemy success rate, otherwise it won't make sense at all.

Shi Yi couldn't figure it out, so he could only put this problem aside for the time being, take a step and take a look, at least at this stage, Shi Yi can still afford the consumption of blood replication herbs.

Putting aside this temporary unsolvable problem, Shi Yi took out the talisman making utensils that he bought in Fang Market today.

One thick and one thin two rune pens, similar to a brush, the thick tip of the pen is as soft as catkins.

The thin tip of the pen was stiff, Shi Yi gently tried it with his fingers, and felt that there was a feeling of pinpricks, this hardness, it must be easy to pierce the flesh.

There was also a large bag of cinnabar and two thick bundles of yellow talismans, all of which were ordinary things, but there was nothing to introduce.

What interests Shi Yi the most is the handbook that the store gave Shi Yi as an add-on.

Shi Yi put down the others and flipped through this book with a little curiosity, as the shopkeeper said, this book is a basic manual for drawing talismans, and there is nothing profound in it.

However, it is precisely because of this that for Shi Yi, who has only memorized a few talisman diagrams and has not systematically learned how to draw talismans, this book is suitable for him as a beginner.

In the next few days, Shi Yi followed this primer and devoted himself to studying the skills of drawing runes.

It may be that the memory ability is very good, coupled with the ability of the mother borer, so that Shi Yi has more subtle control over his body.

Compared with Shi Yi's heel in alchemy, the introduction of talisman making can be said to be a smooth road, and he is very friendly to Shi Yi, but in a few days, Shi Yi successfully drew the first talisman in his life - Shui Xing Fu.

Shi Yi also had an impression of this talisman, when he fought against Uncle Ma before, he stuck it on his knees and could walk on the water as if he were walking on the ground, which was this water talisman.

This can only be regarded as a low-level talisman, but Shi Yi is very pleased, for him, this is the beginning of his drawing talisman from scratch, which also shows that these days of hard work have not been in vain.

The talisman is broad and profound, and it is not much better than alchemy, and the yellow talisman is only the lowest level of use among them.

In addition, there are talismans that can make contracts between monks, there are talismans that can be transmitted thousands of miles away, there are talismans that can withstand fatal damage, and there are runes that are very mysterious and can unconditionally control other low-level monks, etc.

All kinds of abilities can be said to be incomplete, and what Shi Yi understands is only the tip of the iceberg of the way of talismans, and there must be many talismans that Shi Yi does not know.

Thinking of this, Shi Yi put down the talisman pen in his hand and reopened the talisman making primer in his hand, intending to calm down his mind before continuing to draw the talisman.

Fu has no positive shape, and qi is the spirit. Impatience is a taboo in drawing talismans.

Shi Yi flipped through this manual casually, in fact, Shi Yi has been almost the same these days, and he has memorized all the content of this book's talismans in his mind.

Shi Yi glanced at it and inadvertently flipped through the introduction on the first page. Here is an exposition of the yin and yang theory of Fu Zhengyi, and one of the sentences can't help but attract Shi Yi's attention.

To the yin and the sun, to the yang, to the earth, and to the sky. (note 1)

Shi Yi had a whim, the Yin God Wood seemed to be also the representative of the Yin Thing, if the red juice in the roots of the Yin God Wood obtained before was used instead of cinnabar to draw the talisman, what would happen in the end.

Shi Yi became interested for a while, he took out the Yin God Wood juice he had collected before, and poured it into a small dish, so that in this comparison, whether it was the color of vermilion or the dense shape, it was very similar to the cinnabar that had been prepared.

Then, Shi Yi couldn't wait, dipped the Yin God Wood juice with the talisman pen, and began to draw the water talisman that he was already familiar with.

As soon as the rune pen touched the rune paper, the drawing technique that should have been flowing was unusually jerky, Shi Yi only felt that the rune pen was like pressing a mountain, and every step forward was extremely difficult, as time passed, sweat continued to flow down Shi Yi's cheeks, and his body was as if he had just been drenched in a heavy rain, and he was already soaked.

Shi Yi's body and mind were unprecedentedly exhausted, and this feeling of exhaustion even surpassed the feeling he had felt when he was hanging on the Yin God Tree in the medicine garden and lost too much blood.

Shi Yi gritted his teeth, took out a bottle of Tyrannical Pill and swallowed it in one gulp, he knew that the talisman would be told in one go, if he stopped here, it would really be wasted, and it would not be life-threatening, he wanted to see what kind of talisman he would get in the end.

Shi Yi persevered like this for an hour, and finally finished drawing this water talisman.

While Shi Yi breathed a sigh of relief, he couldn't help but feel a burst of joy, just when he picked up this yellow talisman and wanted to see what was different about it.

Suddenly, a bright light flashed in front of Shi Yi, and although it was night, Shi Yi keenly caught the looming thing: "Is it a line?"

Just when Shi Yi didn't understand why silk threads appeared in his room, he only felt a sharp pain in his hand, and a huge force pulled his right hand and dragged him out of the door......