Rumble!

A ball of fire suddenly exploded on the stone table, shining in front of Ye Wen's eyes, Ye Wen frowned, and immediately reached out and pinched it tightly, as if he wanted to hold the firelight in his hand, and the next moment, a crackling sound sounded from his fist, like the sound of wood being burned, followed by a slight pain in the palm of his hand.

Ye Wen's eyes froze, and he slowly released his palm, and the moment the clenched fist was released, the scorched black talisman fragments, as if they were soft sand, flowed away from his fingers happily, and when he looked down, he saw that the palm was slightly scorched black, and there was a faint trace of fire swaying, which was obviously the trace left after the talisman burst.

"There should be nothing wrong with the steps, after all, as an introductory talisman, there are only a few steps in total, and the problem is probably due to the control of the Dao force. ”

"Due to the weak Dao power in the Heavenly Pool, and the control of the Dao Power Envoy is also stretched, if you can't evenly distribute the aura content of each stroke, I'm afraid that you will never be able to refine successfully. ”

"It's not as rough and direct as it is in the mental space, the way of refining talismans in reality really requires more delicate force control, in addition, if you want to go further and complete the talisman more thoroughly, it seems that what else is needed......"

In front of the stone table on the platform, Ye Wen, who was frowning and deep in thought, looked at the small flame in his palm steadily, and re-sorted out the key to refining talismans in his mind.

Looking at Ye Wen's unfazed appearance, Meng Lao's eyes flashed with a hint of complexity, and he secretly said in his heart: "This little guy is obviously a layman who is not even as good as a novice, but he can rely on his intuition and amazing decisiveness, and he can master the key in such a short period of time." ”

"Even if you make a mistake halfway, you don't have the confidence to be frustrated, but if you have an understanding, a single round of spiritual realm is already comparable to a seasoned talisman refiner, and it does have good qualifications, even above the original prediction, if you can cultivate it, what the future achievements will be, it is really difficult to predict!"

"Do you really want to make him a victim......

Meng Lao's heart gradually became cold, and an irrepressible sense of guilt, and a faint sense of foreboding, kept bursting out from his heart, and at this moment, in a rather complex emotion, there was a faint trace of regret.

After all, he is not a madman, he is not the kind of villain who can frame others at will, if it weren't for the importance of his own grandson, and the army pressing too hard, he wouldn't have hit Ye Wen with his idea.

For a while, the contradiction in his heart was incomparable, the heart of pity and doting family began to contend, he wanted to save his grandson's life, so he gave up his conscience, and let the other party be a substitute for the ghost, and because of the instinct of the alchemist, and the importance of the inheritance of the rune, the first reaction to these jade-like talents was not to suppress, but to cultivate.

If it weren't for his good nature, Meng Lao would not have accepted ten apprentices at the same time, you must know that most of the talisman refiners of Meng Lao's level are obsessed with studying the way of talisman refining, trying to push their own level to a higher realm, where are they willing to waste time teaching disciples?

Even if he had the idea of accepting disciples, he would only accept two or three disciples at most, after all, the art of alchemy is a profound and unfathomable knowledge, and if he does not exhaust his efforts to teach him, it is really difficult to cultivate outstanding successors.

The more disciples are recruited, the more effort the teacher spends and the more time he has to invest, and the more personal cultivation and talisman refining skills will naturally be slowed down, and it may even be stagnant for many years.

Therefore, unless it is the kind of old talisman refiner who thinks that he has reached the end, has difficulty breaking through in the way of talisman refining, is disheartened, and accepts the reality of failure, he will begin to consider the possibility of accepting apprentices.

At this moment, Meng Lao heard the rear, a distance of more than ten steps from the platform, and suddenly an unwilling voice of inquiry came: "Grandpa, do you really think that I, Meng Hao, am not as good as this new kid on stage?"

This inquiry interrupted the flood of thoughts in Meng Lao's mind, and also interrupted the regret that had just sprouted in Meng Lao's heart.

Meng Lao's heart was shocked, and he turned to look behind, only to see his grandson Meng Hao's indignant look, the gloom between his eyebrows condensed, and there was indescribable jealousy in his eyes. "With such a shallow heart, how can he come back alive from the dangerous jungle, not to mention, when the time comes, the military will definitely assign the task of nine deaths and one life, otherwise it will not issue a military order, from the major merchants in the armor forbidden area, one by one to rush to the battlefield on the front line of the jungle, obviously the casualties and losses are not light. “

Looking at Meng Hao's immature face, Meng Lao couldn't help but sigh lightly in his heart, but a trace of hesitation in his heart had dissipated, no matter what, the life of his grandson is the most important, even if he will go to hell in the future and be blamed by his conscience all his life, he will not hesitate!

"After all, it's just a good qualification, far less important than my grandson, although I'm sorry for you, but this is also a helpless decision, but, as a small compensation, if you have an important relative living in Chiba City, I will definitely take care of ......"

At this moment, Meng Lao's heart had completely hardened, he squinted his eyes slightly, glanced at Ye Wen on the stage, and thought faintly in his heart.

Ye Wen didn't know the mental activity of Meng Lao in the audience, he slowly closed his eyes, reviewed the refining information of the black talisman in his mind, and after a while, he slowly opened his eyes, staring intently at the new blank talisman in front of him.

"Tianchi's Dao power is too small, if you maintain the speed of the last use, I am afraid that you will repeat the mistakes of the past, and your mind will be disordered in the middle of the drawing, and the Dao power will be exhausted, and it will be difficult to control the direction of the rune pen, so that the rune drawing will fail. ”

Although he was a novice in talisman refining, Ye Wen, who also had experience in the spiritual space, naturally understood that the distribution and invocation of Dao power was the key.

"Now let's try to reduce the amount of Dao power in each stroke to at least half of the original amount. ”

Ye Wen pinched the palm of his hand, extinguished the flame in the palm of his hand, and then carefully re-picked up the talisman pen, as soon as his fingers touched the pen shaft, the Dao power in the Tianchi began to be drawn, and slowly poured into the pen shaft along the palm of his hand.

Ye Wen's eyes tightened, and he only felt that the Dao Li Silk Thread, in the process of transportation, was in danger of breaking at any time, and his mind was suddenly extremely concentrated, this process not only studied his mind and concentration, but also the sensitivity of the Dao Power Movement.

Since he was inexperienced, he had to rely on his instincts.

The surrounding aura vibrated slightly, seeping into the talisman pen in a trace, merging with Ye Wen's Dao power.

Now, there was a red vortex condensed in the talisman pen in Ye Wen's hand, rotating at the center of the pen shaft, absorbing the aura of heaven and earth, and absorbing the essence and blood aura rising from the tip of the pen over and over again.

What Ye Wen needs to do now is to use his weak Dao power to accurately reconcile the two spiritual energies, and pour them into the nib of the pen from top to bottom, and when the blood and ink aura of the nib volatilizes to a certain critical point, he must decisively get down the pen and start drawing the first stripe.

The red nib of the pen slowly crossed the blank talisman, and the slender red lines gradually appeared under the nib, and began to grow and connect.

Beads of sweat the size of beans poured out on Ye Wen's forehead, and under the restriction of the consumption of Dao power, and the limited Dao power had to control the aura of the tip of the pen, the effort was far beyond expectations, but after a moment, Ye Wen's body trembled unconsciously.