Han Feng was nervous and excited, carrying this large bag of things to the talisman room, he meditated on it again, and then opened the top lid of the copper furnace, picked up a small wooden barrel the size of a foot on the side and filled it with water from the water point next to the wall, and then poured buckets into the copper furnace one by one, filling eight buckets of water. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Next, he opened the big bag of things again, and after identifying them one by one, he took out ten palm-sized dry animal skins and threw them into the copper furnace, and also selected several spiritual materials and put them together, and then took the jade plate and shook it under the furnace, and the earth fire burst up, blazing, and the fire in the room rose brightly, steaming.

Han Feng picked up the long wooden spoon and stirred the water in the copper stove, feeling like he was cooking soup. But after only a while, Han Feng stopped what he was doing, and began to take out a dark green stone cup from the wooden shelf next to the wall, and then according to the description of the first volume of the Mortal Rank Rune Daquan, he picked out a kind of inkstone-like item from that big bag of things and put it into the stone cup, which was only an inch in size, and it was also introduced in the book, called the Spirit Stone, which could lock the spiritual power of various spiritual materials in the animal skin. In addition, he also took out a few kinds of flower spiritual materials, put them into the stone cup, picked up the small stone hammer and began to hammer and grind, and gradually began to have aromatic emergence, the aura was pressing, when the water in the furnace began to boil, he also just grinded this cup, he quickly stood up and sprinkled the stone powder into the furnace in batches, and suddenly the spiritual light flashed inside, the brilliance was compelling, and the mist was like mist.

When Han Feng saw this situation, he immediately took out the jade plate and shook it towards the stove, and the furnace stopped for a moment, but the heat wave in the furnace was still rolling, changing violently, and it was obviously still reacting in various ways, Han Feng hurriedly picked up the top cover and covered it.

"Buzz ......"

Suddenly, a long, strange noise came from the furnace. Han Feng chuckled in his heart, and quickly opened the top lid to see that the spiritual light in the furnace had disappeared, and when the mist dissipated, there were only nine black animal skins inside, floating above the black water, which were already dilapidated.

Obviously, Han Feng failed to boil the rune paper this time.

Han Feng took a deep breath, reached out to wipe the sweat beads from his head, and silently drained the waste water in the furnace, then turned around and left the talisman room, returned to the practice room, sat down cross-legged, quietly pondered the reason for this failure, and summed up his experience.

According to the book, the apprentice's first time he boiled the talisman paper, the success rate was less than one percent, so he didn't take it too seriously.

"It seems that I didn't grasp the proportions of the last step of sprinkling the stone powder in batches. After thinking about it, Han Feng carefully flipped through the book of the Mortal Rank Rune Daquan, and also released his soul power to infiltrate the jade card to learn the experience of his predecessors in boiling rune paper, and finally came to such a conclusion.

Speaking of his identity jade card, he is really omnipotent, not only can he activate all the formations in the stone house, but he can also release soul power into it, learn the valuable experience shared by many people, and even learn some talisman experience, of course, all of this requires the contribution points of the sect, fortunately, as a new apprentice, he has a hundred contribution points. Just this infiltration into the study consumed thirty of his contribution points.

Early the next morning, Han Fenglei got up and practiced the Qi Palm, and after the practice, he came to the talisman room again, this time he was not in a hurry to boil the talisman paper, but practiced in the soul sea again before starting to operate.

All the processes were carried out in an orderly manner without the slightest error, but in the end they still ended in failure, the only difference was that there was an extra black broken animal skin in the black wastewater, and all ten animal skins failed.

"What's going on?I've obviously slowed down and sprinkled the stone powder, could it be that it's the problem of the spiritual material itself?" Han Feng was a little annoyed, and turned to think about the problem of the spiritual material.

However, when he released his soul power and carefully checked all the spiritual materials, he did not find any problems, and each spiritual material was full of spiritual power, which was enough to make qualified rune paper.

Han Feng didn't go back to the practice room this time, but read the books and the various experiences of his predecessors circulating in the jade plate in the talisman making room.

Three days passed in a flash, and Han Feng started the third boiling again, this time he began to keep his soul power out when he was blending stone powder, and always checked the changes in the spiritual power of various spiritual materials during the grinding process of stone powder, and began to adjust his hand speed and strength when there was a slight change. And at the moment when the stone powder was sprinkled in batches, he also released his soul power, spying on the changes in the furnace to make the best distribution. But in this way, his pressure is extremely high, and his soul power is consumed extremely fast.

When he finished sprinkling the stone powder, his soul power had already been consumed, and the copper furnace suddenly turned bright, and the spiritual power was flooded, splashing all kinds of splashes, and the reaction was extremely intense.

Han Feng was overjoyed, quickly closed the top cover, and turned off the fire.

Immediately after, the copper furnace began to shake slightly, and after a bang, it was silent.

Han Feng hurriedly opened the top lid and found that the furnace was full of aura, and there were three copper animal skins floating on the shining clear water, but if he didn't know that its predecessor was animal skin, outsiders would have thought that it was just three copper-colored papers, which were rune papers. As for the remaining seven, they have naturally become black scrap.

Han Feng forcibly suppressed the joy in his heart, quickly took out the three rune papers and put them on a long wooden box, and cleaned up the waste, and then regardless of the exhaustion of his body, he closed the top cover and opened the fire again. Immediately, he took out a red, fist-sized crystal-like object from the large bag, which was a crystal formed by the blood of a strange beast, which was used as the main material of rune ink. Han Feng put it into the cup, along with several other grass spirit materials, squeezed out the soul power that had just recovered a little, and guided his own operation, grinding it quickly, and it didn't take long to grind it into powder.

Han Feng's body shook slightly, and he seemed to be a little prostrate, but he still forced himself to open the top cover of the copper furnace, quickly poured the stone powder into the furnace, closed the top cover, and continued to fire.

Han Feng showed a smile and collapsed to the ground, whether he could successfully boil out the rune ink was up to fate, after all, he no longer had the soul power to observe the changes in the last step, he could only rely on luck.

Apparently, his luck was good, and in less than a quarter of an hour, the copper furnace began to shake again, and vapors of various colors came out of its many pores, and the flavors were mixed.

Han Feng hurriedly stopped the ground fire, opened the top cover, and looked inside, a light layer of red oil had formed inside, shining brightly, and suddenly it was Fu Mo.

Han Feng took out more than a dozen palm-sized jade round boxes engraved with pale cyan patterns on the wooden shelf next to the wall, and he used the long wooden spoon to receive all the rune ink at the bottom of the furnace into the jade round box, a total of three were filled, and one was only one-third.

Han Feng was satisfied, pasted all these things with his name one by one, and then stored them in his rest room, and handed them in when the sect collected the rune paper and rune ink a month later.

Although he successfully boiled three talismans and three boxes of talisman ink, Han Feng felt that the success rate was still too low, and the consumption was huge, you must know that in order to succeed, he not only consumed eighty contribution points, but also made himself almost collapse in the sea of souls, this kind of price was too high, he secretly thought in his heart that he needed to increase the success rate.

If there are fellow disciples who know his thoughts, I'm afraid they will all be mad, and they will successfully boil the talisman and talisman ink after three exercises, and there is also a production rate of thirty percent, which can only be achieved by genius-level figures.