Han Li was extremely happy, carrying the wooden box containing the "Jin Zhu Pen" and walking back to the building.
He used three bottles of "Yellow Dragon Pill" and four bottles of "Golden Supplement Pill" to replace the treasure and the bag of Seven Star Grass seeds from the girl. Afterwards, he casually bought some cinnabar at other stalls, and rushed back excitedly, ready to start his great career of drawing talismans.
After breaking the forbidden law and entering the small building, Han Li saw that the young monk was still meditating, so he didn't bother him, went up to the second floor by himself, and returned to the house.
After arranging the talisman paper and cinnabar on the table, Han Li took out the Jin Zhu pen and began to devote himself to the making of the "Safety Talisman".
According to the talisman-making method mentioned in the meditation technique, he slowly poured the spiritual power from his body into the pen holder through the right hand holding the pen, and then dipped some cinnabar on the tip of the pen, and drew on a piece of talisman paper. spelled.
A quarter of an hour later, Han Li straightened up with joy on his face, stretched his sore waist, looked at the gleaming silver talisman on the table, and couldn't help but feel elated.
From the appearance point of view, this talisman is exactly the same as the one used by Doctor Mo. Although the aura contained on it is a little weaker, it is much stronger than the fake and inferior ones that Han Li made in his previous practice. . After all, those exercises are only similar in appearance, and do not include any spiritual power.
Holding the newly released talisman, Han Li excitedly observed it, and after he was satisfied, he was ready to try the calming spell. Unexpectedly, before he cast the spell, the spiritual power on the paper talisman suddenly became disordered, showing signs of violent explosion.
Han Li was startled, and threw the talisman without thinking.
With a sound of "puchi", the Ding talisman ignited spontaneously in the air for no reason, turning into a ball of fire, which burned to nothing.
Han Li stared blankly into the air, speechless! After a while, he sighed, it seems that this talisman still failed.
Han Li was a little frustrated, but he didn't lose confidence. After all, he felt that the Dao Talisman just now was very close to success. He believed that if he worked harder and made a few more times, he would definitely succeed next time.
In this way, for the next half a day, Han Li made one after another of the talismans, but failed again and again.
Those talismans that were made would either burn by themselves, or explode suddenly, and some simply lost their spiritual power as soon as the talisman was drawn, turning it into a piece of waste paper.
When Han Li looked at the last piece of paper talisman that had just been completed, he also "slapped" and exploded into pieces. He, who had always been calm, couldn't help it anymore. He looked up at the roof and suddenly opened his mouth to curse: "Dead old man!" God, you are kidding me! A dozen of twelve talisman papers should be successful once. This is just a low-level talisman! Could it be that today’s day is not chosen correctly?"
After saying these words, Han Li suddenly felt a lot less depressed, and his mood became more comfortable.
After that, he tilted his head and thought for a while, and glanced sideways at the cinnabar box with only half of the stock left on the table, as well as the golden Zhu pen, and felt that this was not the reason. Because his spiritual power injected into the pen holder very smoothly, and the cinnabar was painted on the talisman paper with aura, not like a fake.
Han Li couldn't think of the reason for a while, after thinking for a while, he decided to ask the little monk to see if he could clear up his confusion. At this time, Han Li felt that it was really important to have someone like a teacher to give guidance on the road of cultivating immortals, and he had some thoughts of apprenticeship in his heart.
After listening to Han Li's complaint about his failure to draw talismans, the little monk stared at him with an unusually strange gaze, as if a beautiful little white flower suddenly bloomed on Han Li's face.
Seeing the monk's appearance, Han Li felt a little nervous. He didn't know what was wrong with what he said just now, and let the other party stare at him like this.
"Han benefactor probably doesn't know much about making talismans!" the little monk finally spoke.
"Master Kusang is right. This is the first time I have made a talisman." Han Li admitted honestly.
"Among us immortal cultivators, not many people actually make talismans by themselves. If there are any talismans they need, they usually go to the trading places in various places to buy them. Even those in big families are the same."
"Why?" Han Li was surprised.
"It's very simple. There are too few experienced full-time talisman makers, and the cost of cultivating a qualified talisman maker is too high. Only those big schools of cultivating immortals can train them." The monk smiled. said.
"Han benefactor feels that he has failed more than ten times in a row, so he is very useless, right?" the monk asked.
"Yes, the material money alone is enough for me to buy several ready-made talismans!" Han Li said angrily.
"But, does the benefactor know? It is normal for a novice who wants to learn how to make talismans to fail hundreds of times in a row. If you meet someone with poor aptitude, it is not uncommon for them to fail hundreds of times in a row! Only The success rate may gradually increase after making talismans thousands of times. This only refers to the drawing of the same kind of talisman. If you change to another kind of talisman, although you can’t say that you are still a novice, the failure rate at the beginning is still high. It is astonishing and amazing. Therefore, it is impossible to cultivate a qualified talisman maker without tens of thousands of talisman making exercises. But think about it, Master Han, how many people can bear this kind of material loss? Not to mention the Xiuxian family, even the talisman makers trained by the Xiuxian sect can only make achievements in primary talisman making. If they are asked to practice the production of intermediate talismans, I am afraid that those big sects will also go bankrupt and cannot afford it. After all, the higher the level of the talisman, the more expensive the talisman-making material used."
Han Li was dumbfounded by what the monk said.
"Then why are there still people selling cinnabar and talisman paper at the stall!" Han Li thought about it, and felt something was wrong again.
"Hehe! Those cinnabar and talisman paper are sold to those who practice talisman." The little monk said with a smile.
"Tales?" Han Li was puzzled.
"It is the same as the calming spell that you have learned. You must use the pre-drawn talisman to take effect! It is different from those talismans that store spells in the talisman paper and are intended to be convenient for people to use. The magic talisman used in the talisman cannot be used. Simple use of spiritual power requires a certain amount of spell casting, but it is generally not complicated, and it is easy to get started."
"Because talismans often use the same kind of talisman, these people feel that it is too cost-effective to buy them. So, just like the benefactor, they practiced drawing talismans by themselves, because the variety is relatively single, and although the cost is not small, it is finally possible. I can bear it. So if the benefactor really wants to practice the spell of calming the spirit, in the long run, it is best to make the talisman by himself, but if this technique is not used often, it is better to spend a little money and simply buy a few spells of the spell of calming the spirit as a spare.” The little monk gave a detailed sermon, and finally gave Han Li some advice.
"Thank you, Master Kusang, for your guidance!" Han Li gave a deep salute sincerely.
"The benefactor is very polite!" The monk hurriedly returned the salute.
"This little monk is very talkative. If you have any doubts in the future, you might as well continue to ask him." Han Li thought to himself on the way back to the house.
It is impossible to practice making talismans now! It's better to find some time in the future to buy a few talismans for later use! On the contrary, the Changchun kung fu on his body has already reached the peak of the eighth level. Now that he has obtained the mental skills of the next few levels, it seems that it is time to break through the bottleneck and enter the ninth level. In addition, you need to practice some newly acquired spells. Mastering them earlier can also increase your strength. "
The moment Han Li pushed open the door, he had already made plans for the future in his mind.
In this way, Han Li took a lot of medicine in the house during the day, meditated and practiced Changchun Kung Fu. At night, he ran to a deserted place in the valley to practice the newly learned spells.
They are "Quicksand", "Freezing", "Ascension", "Entangling", "Sound Transmission", "Concealment", "Spark", and the most difficult "Earth Spike" .
After more than ten days of painstaking practice, Han Li finally broke through to the ninth floor of the Changchun Kung Fu in the last few days before the end of the Tainanhui. A genius in repair!
But Han Li knew very well that if he didn't have those ten bottles of pills, he would have broken through so easily! But speaking of it, he didn't have many pills on him, so it looked like he should have prepared some more!