Chapter 109: The Wind Rises
The sun and the moon alternate, and for three days, Junci never sleeps except for drawing talismans is meditating. Half of the 10,000 pieces of rune paper were consumed for him, and looking at the more than 3,000 finished products piled up on the side, Junci felt that the hard work of the past few days had finally not been in vain.
It was getting late outside the cave, and Jun Ci quickly sketched a few strokes on the rune paper, and a golden light talisman was made. With a slight lift of the tip of the pen, the rune paper floating in the air burned, turning into a pale yellow ball of light suspended above the stone table and shaking slightly, illuminating the entire cave as if it were day.
"Extremely, what do you think of my talisman making skills?" Jun Ci counted the talismans on the table, and put them into the Qiankun bag one by one.
"I'm amazed by your performance, it seems that you were born with a talent for drawing talismans. I've rarely seen anyone master so many Five Elements Talismans so quickly. "Groaning slightly, telling the truth.
Jun Ci had a hint of triumph on his face, but he knew in his heart that the reason why he was able to get started so quickly was not because of his high talent in drawing talismans, but also because of his profound calligraphy skills. After all, whether it is making talismans or practicing calligraphy, in the final analysis, it is all about how to move the pen. One law is all right, and the connection between the two, such as people drinking water, knows their own warmth and coldness.
"Do you think if I keep practicing for a few days, will I be able to win the championship in the competition in three days?" Jun Ci's tone was a little hesitant and uncertain.
"It's hard to say, although your time in the past three days has improved by leaps and bounds, and your proficiency in drawing talismans is completely comparable to that of a foundation building period monk who has been immersed in the study of talismans for several years, but after all, there are more than 100 disciples of this Demon Sect, and it is difficult to say that there are no masters who have studied talismans since childhood, and you have now entered the bottleneck period of talisman making, and it is difficult to further improve the power of talismansγγγγγγ If you want to become a talisman like Mo Li, you must go through years of cultivation and slowly integrate your spirit into the talisman in order to accumulate and reach a higher level. "Talking very eloquently, he has his own bearing.
Seeing the silent Junci, he said very dumbly: "Do you want to fight for the name of that senior brother? β
Jun Ci nodded: "I also know that the battle for the chief is not beneficial to me, but I heard that the Lingxiao Treasure Society is actually a treasure mountain, and the great power of the Lingxiao Sword Sect in the past generations has transplanted the rare and exotic herbs that they can't use into the treasure mountain to bless the descendants, and there are countless rare spirit beasts in it, and there are various magic weapons with amazing power, and only disciples who have made significant contributions to the sect have the opportunity to enter it to find opportunities." This unprecedented opening to new disciples is truly a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. β
"If it's as you say, this senior brother's position is worth fighting. But it's not easy to take the power of your talisman to the next level. Ji touched his chin and groaned.
Just when Ji and Junci were racking their brains to compete for the place of the Lingxiao Treasure Society, another secret conversation was staged in a huge palace of the Lingxiao Sword Sect.
"Changshan to see my cousin. A young man in brocade with slender eyebrows and thin lips saluted the back of a man in a black shirt who was concentrating on pruning a potted plant.
"Is my aunt okay?" the man in the black shirt carefully cut off a piece of waste in his hand.
"Thanks to my cousin, my mother is well. The young man in brocade replied respectfully.
If Jun Ci was present, he would be stunned to find that the young man in brocade was his fellow disciple of the Demon Academy, Sun Changshan, and the man in black shirt who was pruning the potted plants was one of the top ten golden pills of the Lingxiao Sword Sect.
"Is it the habit of living in the Demon Courtyard?" Leng Yan, who put down the pruning tools, finally turned around, and his cold expression was matched with the tension of the black clothes, which filled the entire hall with a sense of depression.
Sun Changshan faced the sudden coercion, his back drooped slightly, and he said more humbly: "Changshan has settled in the Demon Courtyard, waiting for his cousin to send him. β
Leng Yan nodded when he heard this, and the chill on his face also dissipated a little: "The previous generation of Demon Courtyard Master has been traveling abroad for more than twenty years, and Mo Li has been temporarily taking his place. According to the rules, after he finishes teaching you, he should retire to the Hall of Elders, and your senior brother of this session will naturally take his place and become the next generation of Demon Courtyard Master. After a slight pause, Leng Yan continued: "You have been proficient in the study of talismans since you were a child, and this time you are lurking in the Demon Academy, you must win the title of chief disciple." β
"Changshan will do his best. Sun Changshan bowed down and swore an oath to make a military order.
The corners of his cold lips showed a smile full of deep meaning: "The Great Elder has been in the realm of Divine Fusion Heaven and Earth for a long time, if he can't go further, I'm afraid that Yang Shou will come to an end, so no one can say when the Great Elder will step down from the position of Sect Master to close the life and death pass... You should also know that I am on the side of Senior Brother Donglai, so when the time comes, the vote of the Demon Sect Master will be very important. β
Just as he spoke, with a flick of his fingers without warning, a green true yuan the size of a soybean quickly burned in the air, and in the blink of an eye, everything was spread over Sun Changshan.
Seeing the meteor fire rain that had evolved into a rain curtain coming in all directions, Sun Changshan unhurriedly took out a talisman from the Qiankun bag and ignited it, and a phantom like a golden bell fell from the sky, covering his whole body tightly.
The corrosive acid struck the surface of the Admiralty like a storm, making a dense and dull sound of metal knocking. And the Admiralty spun up quickly, unloading the force on his body little by little. After a long time, the acid turned into a pungent green smoke and slowly dissipated into the air, and the golden bell, which was originally shining with glow, also became dim.
"Changshan is worthy of being immersed in the study of talismans for many years, and the body protection rune makes the furnace perfect. If the talisman you just now didn't reach the realm of the foundation building period, I'm afraid it would have been pierced by my heart erosion. The most vicious admiration just floated out of the cold mouth as a matter of course.
"My cousin was ridiculous. Sun Changshan's face turned a little pale, and he only felt a cool breath rising from the bottom of his heart.
"Reflect your value well, and you will get the reward you deserve. Alright, you go down first. After the temptation, Leng Yan no longer had any interest in continuing to chat, so he coldly ordered the eviction of customers.
"Changshan retired. Walking out of the cold palace, Sun Changshan wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, feeling as if he had experienced nine deaths, and his legs were weak. Looking back at the dark temple gate, it seemed that there was a cobra waiting for an opportunity to move inside, ready to strike a fatal blow at any time.
Only Sun Changshan understands that his cousin, for him, there has never been any blood relatives to speak of, only to use and be used. He had seen a cousin cut through the heart by an arrow for disobeying him.
Just as Jun Cihe was meditating on the power of the talisman, a moth happily flapped its wings and flew into the cave, flying around the illuminated golden light talisman in a circle.
The corner of Junci's eyes unintentionally swept to the small flying insect in a circular motion, and his originally dull gaze suddenly became brighter, and a spiritual light flashed in his mind.
With a solemn face, he lifted the aura pen, and the aura of heaven and earth in all directions gathered towards the position of the pen tip as if it had been summoned, exuding a flickering light.