After being pressed by the talisman mold and roasted on the fire for a while, a square piece of vermilion talisman paper was freshly baked.
"boom!"
Suddenly, a fire exploded in the cabin.
"Old man with green hair, tell me what's going on, why did this thing explode all of a sudden!" Wei Suo, whose face was black and half of his hair was burnt, yelled desperately.
"Have you never made a talisman?" The green-robed old man was stunned.
"No, what's the matter?"
"You dare to do it like this if you haven't made it before?" The green-robed old man suddenly laughed, "Looking at your confident appearance, I thought you were a master at making talismans, but you have never made talismans before. Little rookie who doesn’t understand. The icons on the talisman are all hidden in the vitality of heaven and earth, and each icon is a small magic circle. As long as there is a slight deviation in the position on the talisman paper, the runes will be thicker and thinner Do not make a talisman at all. Do you think that you can make a talisman just by drawing almost the same shape? Do you think that refining talismans and tools is so easy to fool?"
"Are you really not talking nonsense with this talisman?" The green-robed old man laughed, mocking Wei Suo. Wei Suo was not angry this time, but looked a little serious. Although there is a fire word in the fire tail flower, it is only because the appearance of this flower is very similar to a fiery red dog's tail, and although the fire scorpion has some evil spirits on the tail of the fire scorpion, no matter how powerful the fire scorpion is, it is impossible to utter the one just now. Come on fire.
"Nonsense, if I'm talking nonsense, why don't you find me three kinds of things that don't have any fire in themselves, but can blow up a ball of fire after being mixed together? I told you the talisman I mentioned earlier. Fang is 100% true, and you don’t believe it.”
"Damn it! If you're really talking nonsense, you'll be stuck in a cesspit from now on." Wei Suo yelled at the green-robed old man, but he was determined in his heart to try this talisman clearly. .
Wei Suo is so poor right now, and that prodigal beauty only stimulated him with a first-order fireball talisman. The size of a fireball dustpan, not to mention being hit directly, it would be very uncomfortable to be rolled up by flames. The power of this first-order fireball talisman is at least equivalent to that of the fireball technique issued by a fifth-level monk in the Divine Sea Realm.
Moreover, this first-order magic talisman does not need to consume much real energy. Taking Wei Suo as an example, the real energy skill that Wei Suo is currently practicing is Zixuan Zhenjue, and the only attack technique he knows is the green water blade. With his Zixuan Zhenjue cultivation at the second level of the Divine Sea Realm, if he casts the green water blades one after another, at most he can only fire twenty or so green water blades. But if you want to replace the Tier 1 fireball talisman used by the prodigal beauty, with Wei Suo's cultivation, it's no problem to send out a hundred of them.
Therefore, this kind of magic talisman that does not need to consume real energy has always been a sought-after item in the market. As long as the average monk has enough spirit stones, he will buy a few of them to save his life. However, the value of this first-order talisman is generally around half a low-grade spirit stone. Except for some life-saving protective talismans, Wei Suo has never bought a single offensive talisman. The more cost-effective Explosive Flame Orbs, whose power is half that of the Fireball Talisman, but whose price is only one-third that of the Fireball Talisman, are used instead.
If these three very common things can really produce a first-order fireball talisman, then the meaning of this talisman to Wei Suo is no different than a hen that can drop spirit stones.
"Boy, don't waste the blood of the fire scorpion, okay? I told you earlier that even a monk who is very skilled in practicing talismans, if he wants to change a new talisman, it will take at least ten and a half months of practice before he can successfully refine it. It came together. You have only practiced for seven days, and you want to refine a fireball talisman, so stop dreaming. This wasted fire scorpion blood, you might as well give it to me to drink."
"Don't talk nonsense, if you don't shut up, if I can't refine this talisman, it will be your fault, and then I will treat you to a drink."
"..."
In the small stone house, Wei Suo took a deep breath, and solemnly put a blue talisman pen in his hand into the bottle containing the blood of the fire scorpion, allowing the talisman pen to absorb enough of the blood of the fire scorpion.
Wei Suo has been practicing non-stop for seven days since the first time he failed in making talismans.
After carefully recalling every detail of the fireball rune, Wei Suo took out the rune pen that had absorbed the blood of the fire scorpion from the bottle. In front of him, he had already prepared a piece of silver candle grass and Square talisman paper made from firetail flowers.
Basically, everyone who has never practiced talismans must train on talismans. The so-called talisman engraving is to carve runes on a smooth wooden board first, and then use the talisman pen to practice along the engraved runes over and over again. In this way, according to the thickness and depth of the engraved lines on the talisman carvings, after practicing , when drawing on official talisman paper, the weight of the brush will naturally be sure, and the chance of successful talisman making will also increase greatly.
In addition to this point, ordinary talisman paper is also very valuable, and ordinary monks will not waste it to practice with real talisman paper. But because silver candle grass and firetail flowers are everywhere near Lingyue City, Wei Suo directly used the talisman pen to suck the useless blood from the rest of the fire scorpion, and refined it directly on the talisman paper.
While practicing directly on the talisman paper, Wei Suo also found that the quality of the talisman paper had a lot to do with the success of refining the talisman. Because after all, if the talisman paper has some slight flaws, or some places are rough, and if the talisman pen fails to make a smooth stroke, it is likely to directly lead to the failure of refining this first-order fireball talisman.
So in the past seven days, Wei Suo has also worked hard on refining the talisman paper. The talisman paper that Wei Suo refined now looks much smoother and smoother than the first batch of refined talisman paper seven days ago. Now he is going to Okay, this one is the best quality among the recent batches of talisman papers, smooth as a mirror and shining with fluorescence.
Wei Suo didn't hesitate when he wrote the pen, a round and smooth red line quickly extended under the tip of the pen. The originally dark red fire scorpion blood immediately turned fiery red after soaking into the talisman paper, and gave off a crystal luster like jade.
Beads of sweat dripped from his forehead, but his eyes were extremely focused, and every movement was extremely precise.
After less than half a stick of incense passed, Wei Suo completed the last touch on the fireball talisman. At the moment when the last thin rune was completed, a group of fiery red flame-like runes on this talisman paper suddenly lit up, emitting a hazy red glow, and a trace of light was emitted from the entire talisman paper. The heat of silk.
"It's really refined?" In the silent small stone room, Wei Suo stared blankly at the talisman in front of him, while the green-robed old man's eyes widened in disbelief.
On the scarlet talisman paper, strips of crimson patterns exuded traces of heat, and faint brilliance flowed along these patterns, as if a thin flame flowed in the talisman.
Faint heat emanates from this talisman.
No matter how you look at it, there is nothing wrong with this first-order fireball talisman.
"Have you never made talismans before?" After staying for a long time, the old man in green robe couldn't help but looked at Wei Suo and asked.
"No." Wei Suo shook his head as if he hadn't recovered, "I used to paint some stripes on ordinary white mink and sell them as black mink to others."