On the day of Mu Xiu, the entire Chaoyun Academy was quiet. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Han Qiu sat in his room, holding a small red lacquer box in his hand. The box seemed to be some years old, the carvings on it had become loose, and the small locks of the fire-smelted brass had a little rust that seemed to open with a slight flick.

She carefully looked at the small box, and her slender fingers caressed it, and the delicate patterns on it had been familiar to her heart for thousands of times. With each touch, the hatred and pain in her heart increased. Han Qiu suddenly paused and put the small box in his hand on the table. The spiritual power in her body exploded, her momentum rose inch by inch, and her whole body flashed with spiritual light—it was actually the pinnacle of foundation building!

In the next second, the anger in her eyes slowly pressed back into her heart, and her momentum slowly fell, as if she had sunk into a deep pool. So she was the dignified and gentle, and the early stage of foundation building was taught in the history of etiquette.

Han Qiu put the box back into the storage bracelet. She thought about it, pushed open the door, and used the spell of shrinking the ground into inches, and the whole person fluttered and went to the inner door Huanqing Peak.

On the other side, Han Yuan bought his things and ran the ghost phantom all the way back to his room. These days, as long as he walks in a no-man's land, he tries to run this ghost phantom step. Although this consumes a lot of spiritual power, the benefits are obvious. Now that this footwork is already a masterpiece, Han Yuan doesn't dare to say that it is a great realm, at least it is also the first glimpse of the doorway, and practice makes perfect. If he fights against Liu Danjiao again, let alone being injured, I'm afraid that the fire sword won't even touch the corners of his clothes.

Han Yuan locked the door and laid out the same things. Today, he only took a turn in Chaoyunfang City, and he spent nearly three hundred spirit stones, which shows how resource-consuming cultivation is. On the way to cultivation, the wealth and law are combined, and you will know by looking at this wealth in the first place. Those who are scattered in the outside world, have ordinary talents and have no resources from the sect family, they are naturally left far behind. Even if it is a disciple of the sect, unless it is Shu Ran and Peng Zilang, who are valued by the sect and have all the resources, they will inevitably work hard for the resources.

In the actual combat assessment, the reason why he did not hesitate to delay time and his own danger to fight with the Locked Spirit Blood Banyan was not for the word resource? Han Yuan took out the tree crystal that he had been carefully putting away, took a deep breath, and his expression became serious.

This tree crystal is actually a natural wood spirit stone, if it is seen by a monk who cultivates the wood attribute exercises, I am afraid that he will be overjoyed and absorb every drop of spiritual power in it. But for him, it would be too wasteful to use it directly for cultivation. This quail egg-sized tree crystal, if he directly cultivated it as a wood spirit stone, it would be good if he could absorb two or three tenths.

This is also something that can't be helped, Han Yuan's major is not a wood attribute exercise, not to mention the limited qualifications, the same piece of spirit stone, the genius of a single spirit root can absorb 100%, and he can only absorb 40% of the spiritual power at most, and the rest can only be allowed to dissipate in vain.

Han Yuan naturally wouldn't do such a thing. After he came out of Baicaofang just now, he had almost visited the entire Chaoyunfang City before he bought enough spiritual materials and rune paper and rune pens he needed, in order to maximize the role of the tree crystal.

You must know that the reason why the Lock Spirit Blood Banyan was able to plunder the spiritual power of the outside world to make up for itself was because of the tree crystal. The reason why "Continental Treasures" includes the Blood Banyan Tree Crystal is that it is considered a "treasure", and naturally because of its magical effect. As long as the tree crystals are stimulated in the way recorded in the "Continent Treasures", he can gather the surrounding spiritual energy, which is almost equivalent to building a small spiritual gathering formation, which can continuously provide him with spiritual power.

The spirit wood was smashed, the cold jade was polished and perforated, and the venom of the blood banyan dripped into the bowl...... After a complete set of complicated preparations, sweat oozed from Han Yuan's forehead. He was not in a hurry to start the next step, but closed his eyes for a while before cautiously holding the talisman on the table.

Talisman making! One of the four ways of cultivating the truth, Han Yuan had never touched before. However, in order to stimulate the power of the tree crystal, the spirit gathering rune required is an ancient rune, which is completely different from the first-order spirit gathering rune in the current cultivation realm. Anyway, he bought fifty pieces of rune paper to spare, and he must have succeeded in one of so many times.

Han Yuan closed his eyes, and a mysterious pattern naturally appeared in his mind, slowly rotating in his consciousness, his pen and ink, the pen turned and closed, and every detail was magnified countless times, firmly engraved in Han Yuan's heart. When he opened his eyes, he didn't rush to put pen to the rune paper at first, but used the rune pen in his hand as an ordinary brush, and casually drew a shape on the white paper on the table.

Seeing the somewhat skewed patterns on the paper, Han Yuan couldn't help but sigh. In order to reduce the failure rate of the talisman as much as possible, he has been practicing on a blank sheet of paper for several days, but the shape has never been perfect. It's no wonder that drawing empty-handed, even if this spirit gathering talisman is not too complicated, it is difficult to draw flawlessly. For runes, a little mistake may lead to the failure of the rune, or even directly change to another rune.

In this regard, Han Yuan is not surprised. He kept moving his hands, drawing dozens of times on the white paper spread out, until the rice paper in front of him was almost filled, he tore the paper and threw it aside, and gently took a pale yellow rune paper and placed it in front of him.

Runes, with spirit as ink. Han Yuan's expression was serious, and a spiritual power was poured into the talisman pen along his arm, and the tip of the pen immediately lit up with a little cyan spiritual light, as if it was full of ink. His wrist hung in the air, and after seeing the direction, he landed on the paper without hesitation, and his spiritual power gradually seeped into the rune paper along the tip of the pen.

Strange to say, it is clear that this rune pen has not been dipped in a little ink, but a smooth pattern of dark cyan has been sketched on the rune paper. It's a pity that although this rune was formed, the rune paper still lay quietly on the table, without the slightest change. Han Yuan shook his head, casually tossed it aside, and took another piece of rune paper and put it in front of him.

In this way, before he knew it, more than a dozen discarded rune papers had been thrown aside by him. Rao had expected such a scene, and Han Yuan's mood couldn't help but become irritable.

Han Yuan took a deep breath and secretly warned himself not to be impatient, otherwise it would only backfire. He was not in a hurry to use the next rune paper immediately, but first breathed to replenish his spiritual power and rested for a while. At this moment, the sun has set, and the sunset has covered Chaoyun Peak with a warm golden red light, and there are already handymen who have brought food and put it at the door. Han Yuan ate and adjusted his spirit to the best before returning to the table, lifting his pen and drawing with one stroke.

A faint cyan light lit up on the paper along the tip of the pen, and the spiritual power in Han Yuan's body seemed to be pulled by some kind of force to rush to the rune paper, as a driving force from the beginning of the pen to gradually light up the dragon and snake-shaped pattern, and the rune paper that was originally lying quietly on the table also seemed to be slightly bent by something to summon, as if it was about to fly into the air.

However, this process only lasted for a breath, and the smooth spiritual power seemed to be stuck by something, and the pattern that was already half-lit dimmed again. The spiritual power in Han Yuan's body shook slightly, and he was forced to disconnect from it. He looked intently, and the rune paper was sitting on the table without any movement, and the pattern on it was still dark cyan, where there was a little bit of the previous spirituality. Han Yuan couldn't help but sigh, revealing a touch of regret.

The one just now was only one step away from success, but unfortunately it failed in the end. But this is also a good start, at least the spiritual power has been stimulated, and it is only close to succeeding. Han Yuan took a new piece of rune paper and buried himself in hard work again.

Draw, fail; Paint, fail...... , although there were six or seven times in the middle of the rune paper had already emitted spiritual light, in the end it ended in failure. Repeating this boring process over and over again, even if the cold abyss rested several times in the middle of the journey, dozens of times down, there was a feeling of trance. He had already cultivated pranayama several times, and the consumed spiritual power could still be replenished, but the consumed spirit was irreparable.

Looking at the dimming light again, Han Yuan didn't have much mood fluctuation. It can be said that he has been numbed by repeated failures, and it can also be said that after countless failures, he has entered a calm state, and everything in the outside world is difficult to alarm him. He stretched out his hand to the side and touched it, put the rune paper very skillfully, calmed down, lifted the rune pen in his hand, and completed it in one go.

One stroke, the pen goes to the dragon snake, and the pen gives birth to the dragon snake!

On the pale yellow rune paper, a cyan aura immediately glowed. Unlike the previous ones, this time the aura was unusually smooth, like a long river rushing, without the slightest obstacle. The cyan aura began with the pen and gradually spread, and finally a mysterious pattern in the shape of a dragon and snake was printed on the paper. Obviously, there was no wind in the house, but the rune paper gradually rose in the spiritual light, and finally slowly fell into Han Yuan's hand.

Starting with the fluttering rune paper, Han Yuan felt completely relieved. As soon as the spirit rune was completed, Han Yuan only felt that the spiritual power on his body seemed to be drained, his eyebrows seemed to have been burned by flames, and his forehead was faintly hot, making his whole person a little dizzy, which was the excessive consumption of his divine sense. He didn't have time to look at the Spirit Gathering Talisman in his hand, so he sat on the spot and cultivated.

When Han Yuan opened his eyes again, there was silence outside the window, and a silver moon hung obliquely on the dark blue sky like a hook, and it was already late at night. Han Yuan lit the candle and looked at it, only to realize that there was no brand-new rune paper left on the table, and he couldn't help but secretly say that it was dangerous. Originally, I thought that fifty pieces of rune paper were more than enough, but it seemed that I still overestimated my strength. If it weren't for the luck of succeeding in the last one, I'm afraid that I would have to wait another ten years to go to Chaoyunfang City.

It's just the lowest-level first-order spirit gathering rune, but he has spent a full fifty rune papers, and this rune is really profound. Fortunately, the spirit gathering talisman has been completed, everything is ready, and only the east wind is owed.