After more than half an hour, Wang Changsheng returned to his residence.

Now that you know the rules, make targeted exercises in advance, and the chances of winning will be greater.

Ten dozen blank rune papers, that is, one hundred and twenty rune papers, the first criterion for judging is the number of runes on the rune seal, among the runes that Wang Changsheng can draw now, the number of runes of the fire dragon rune is the largest, there are seventy-two, but the success rate is not very high.

As far as Wang Changsheng knew, there were no more than ten people who could draw seventy-two runes on the blank rune paper, which meant that if he wanted to enter the top ten, he only needed to draw a fire dragon rune.

But there are no absolutes in the world, maybe there are more than ten talismans who can draw seventy-two runes, therefore, Wang Changsheng must draw a few more fire dragon runes, the problem is, there are only ten dozen blank runes, how to distribute them!

The fire dragon rune is composed of seventy-two fire attribute runes, when drawing, as long as there is a mistake in the number of runes, it will lead to drawing failure, therefore, Wang Changsheng's success rate in drawing the fire dragon rune is not very high, five dozen blank rune paper can only draw one, which is good, sometimes twenty dozen blank rune paper may not be able to draw a fire dragon rune.

If you draw a rune with a small number of runes, the success rate is relatively high, and it may be no problem to enter the top 100, but it is unlikely to be in the top 10.

After an hour of ideological struggle, Wang Changsheng made a decision to draw the fire dragon rune with five dozen blank rune paper, and the remaining five dozen blank rune paper to draw the lightning rune, if the five dozen blank rune paper was lost and the fire dragon rune was not drawn, then the remaining five dozen blank rune paper was used to draw the lightning rune rune, so that even if it could not enter the top ten, there was still hope for entering the top hundred.

Thinking about this, after Wang Changsheng bathed and changed his clothes, he moved the wooden table outside the courtyard, took out the talisman making tools, and began to practice drawing fire dragon talismans and thunder talismans.

Wang Changsheng held his breath and condensed, his eyes were fixed on the rune paper in front of him, and he didn't dare to breathe, forty-nine fire attribute runes had been drawn on the rune paper, and another twenty-three runes would be successful, so he didn't dare to be the slightest sloppy.

Halfway through the fiftieth rune, the spiritual power on the rune paper suddenly became chaotic, and there were signs of a rampage.

Wang Changsheng didn't hesitate to throw this rune paper forward, and quickly took a picture of a defensive talisman for himself.

With a loud "boom", this talisman burst open, turning into a huge firelight, and an unbearable heat wave rushed towards Wang Changsheng, fortunately, Wang Changsheng took a picture of himself with a water cover talisman, except that it felt hot, it was not a big deal.

The air wave blew over the wooden table, scattering the contents on the table to the floor, and shattering the teapot and teacups.

Seeing this, Wang Changsheng smiled bitterly, fortunately, he had foresight, otherwise he might have burned down the house just now.

With a sigh, Wang Changsheng took off the water shield charm on his body, set up the wooden table, and cleaned up the things on the ground.

"Hiss," When picking up the broken teacup, the fingers of Wang Changsheng's right hand were accidentally cut, and blood flowed out immediately.

Wang Changsheng didn't care, he carefully picked up the broken teacup with his left hand, threw it into the soil pit that had been dug a long time ago, and then filled the soil pit.

Dansha is stained with a little dust, and it must not be used, and the bristles of the talisman pen are also stained with some dust, so it must be cleaned.

After Wang Changsheng finished cleaning up the things on the ground, he walked towards the well with the talisman pen in his hand.

He threw the black talisman pen into the wooden barrel, carefully cleaned the bristles, and by the way, Wang Changsheng also cleaned the wounds on the fingers of his right hand.

Washing and washing, Wang Changsheng was surprised to find that a dazzling black light lit up on the surface of the black rune pen, flickering non-stop, and it looked extremely mysterious.

"What's going on? There's nothing unusual about the well water! Could it be ······?" Wang Changsheng seemed to think of something, and looked at the wound on the fingers of his right hand.

He had also cleaned the black rune pen before, and this kind of thing had not happened, but now, after the well water was stained with some of his blood, the black rune pen actually appeared this strange phenomenon.

It stands to reason that this talisman pen is a magic weapon, but if it is not injected with mana, it is a dead thing, and now it is stained with some of Wang Changsheng's blood, and there is such a mutation, which makes him puzzled.

"Could it be that this is a magic weapon?" Wang Changsheng's mind flashed such a thought, and his gaze at the black talisman was a little fiery.

The magic weapon, the magic weapon used by monks above the Dan period, can change in size at will, has the ability to turn the world upside down, and needs to drop blood to recognize the Lord before it can be used.

But soon, Wang Changsheng vetoed his idea again, the magic weapon is a magic weapon that can only be used by monks above the Dan stage, and the mana consumption is huge, even if the foundation building monk gets a magic weapon, he can't urge it, let alone he is a monk in the Qi refining period.

"Could it be that this is a special magic weapon? As long as you recognize the master, you can use it?" After thinking about it, Wang Changsheng felt that only this reason could be explained.

As soon as he thought that he actually had a magic weapon, Wang Changsheng felt very excited, and after the excitement, he calmed down again.

Although the sect advocates unity and fraternity, if the news of their possession of a magic weapon spreads, those uncles and elders will take away this magic weapon through other means even if they don't know how to rob it, so the existence of this magic weapon must not be known to the second person.

As for tomorrow's talisman making competition, Wang Changsheng still has a talisman pen in his hand, which can also be used to draw talisman seals.

But then again, the black rune pen can create dreams and allow him to contact and draw rune seals, but other than that, Wang Changsheng doesn't know anything about other functions.

The light of the black talisman gradually dimmed, and finally returned to its original state, which looked like an ordinary talisman pen.

Since it is a magic weapon, it is necessary to drip into the essence blood to recognize the master, and the previous one is just ordinary blood.

Thinking of this, Wang Changsheng bit a finger and squeezed out a drop of crimson blood, which dripped into the black rune pen.

The essence blood of an immortal cultivator is different from ordinary blood, too much blood is lost, and it will be fine if you take the pill and rest for a while, but if you lose too much essence and blood, it will greatly damage your vitality, and you may even die, it is not something that can be solved by taking a few pills, this requires years or even decades of recuperation, and excessive loss of essence and blood, even after recuperation, it will leave sequelae.

Therefore, Wang Changsheng just poured a drop of essence blood into the black talisman pen.

It can be seen that this drop of essence blood dripped onto the black rune pen and was quickly absorbed by it, but the strange thing is that the black rune pen is not abnormal, and a trace of light is not revealed.

Seeing this, Wang Changsheng frowned, and squeezed out another drop of essence blood, which dropped into the black talisman pen.

The black rune quickly absorbed the drop of essence blood, but there was still no response.

Wang Changsheng hesitated slightly, then squeezed out another drop of essence blood and dripped it onto the black talisman pen.

In this way, Wang Changsheng squeezed out nine drops of essence blood in a row and dripped them onto the black rune pen, but the black rune pen still had no reaction.

After doing all this, Wang Changsheng's face was slightly pale, and his breath was a little weak.

Just when Wang Changsheng was thinking about whether to squeeze out another drop of essence blood, the black talisman suddenly burst into black light, and the black light was a little dazzling, Wang Changsheng subconsciously closed his eyes, and then, after a dizziness came from his mind, he didn't know anything.

After the black rune pen emitted a burst of dazzling black light, it circled around Wang Changsheng, who had fainted to the ground, and finally flew into Wang Changsheng's dantian and disappeared.

Fortunately, today is Xiaobi's day, and most of the disciples who live on Aoki Peak have gone to participate in the competition, coupled with the cyan light shroud that shrouds the courtyard, no one sees the dazzling black light emitted by the black rune, and even if they see it, they won't think much about it.

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Somewhere in Taiqing Palace, a wide plain surrounded by mountains on three sides, a black stone tower hundreds of zhang high stands on the plain, which is extremely eye-catching.

The black stone tower is covered with dense black and white spirit patterns, around the stone tower, empty, with the giant tower as the center, there are faint prohibition fluctuations within a radius of a hundred miles, and there are a lot of huge white bones scattered on the ground, it seems that it is left by some kind of large demon beast, and there are quite a few of them.

A hundred miles away from the giant tower, there were several groups of disciples dressed in uniform black clothes patrolling the air, all with cold expressions and vigilant eyes sweeping around from time to time.

On the peaks surrounding the giant tower, there are magnificent palaces, and a large number of disciples dressed in black clothes enter and exit inside.

At this time, at the top of the black stone tower, in a bright space, there was an unusually wide black stone platform.

The platform is paved with black stone slabs, each of which is engraved with dense silver spirit patterns, which looks extremely mysterious.

In the center of the platform, there is a magic circle more than ten zhang large, and the magic circle is shrouded by a layer of colorful light curtains, and there are various runes circulating on the light curtain.

A middle-aged man with a thin face sat cross-legged on top of the circle, the middle-aged man's figure was unusually tall and burly, his eyes were closed, his skin was dark, and his black robe was a little tattered.

The middle-aged man's hands and feet were locked with a black chain with a thick bowl mouth, and the black chain was engraved with a large number of silver spirit patterns, and the other end of the chain sank deep into the ground.

Around the black stone platform, there are ten stone pillars more than ten zhang high, each stone pillar has four or five people hugging each other, it is engraved with a large number of colorful spirit patterns, at the top of each stone pillar, there is a figure sitting on the stone pillar.

These figures closed their eyes tightly, and there was not a trace of mana fluctuation on their bodies, as if they had fallen into a deep sleep.

Suddenly, the black-robed man sitting on the top of the circle opened his eyes, and his eyes turned out to be a strange dark green, he seemed to sense something, stood up, and pulled the chains on his body to make a "bang" sound.

The black-robed man's eyes looked at the sky, his face was thoughtful, and he muttered in a voice that only he heard, "Is it an illusion?"