There is no wind, but it moves automatically, let alone there is wind at this time.
The tip of the pen is covered with ink. Looking at the talisman paper in my eyes, it is no longer a simple piece of yellow paper, but a piece of paper that carries the essence of heaven and earth.
The tip of the pen was dipped in ink, not just simple ink, nor an ordinary pen, and it fell lightly. It seemed that at this moment, he entered a state, as if he was one with nature, and it seemed as if he was in control of the air.
Then, the thin tip of the brush began to move on the yellow paper. Just a simple horizontal and vertical strokes, but they evoked an inexplicable rhythm between heaven and earth.
The tip of the brush seemed to have absorbed a stream of essence, and this essence was slowly flowing along the tip of the brush into the lines drawn by Feng Qingyang.
Fire Talisman, fire! The flames burned, leaping three feet high. A spark can start a prairie fire. Just like this fire talisman, its runes are like a burning flame. However, a flame can burn the sky!
The so-called drawing talismans can be more accurately explained by copying the art of formation. Wherever the tip of the brush passes, the essence it has absorbed will be injected into it.
And the yellow paper is just a carrier. In fact, it doesn't have to be yellow paper, even a small leaf can be used. As long as you can understand the essence of the talisman paper and know its creation and source, you can make good use of it.
It is obvious that although Feng Qingyang's attainments in the art of talismans are not high, his understanding of the basics is solid, even more solid than some of the genius disciples in the Maoshan Zhengtian Sect.
He had never received any systematic instruction, nor did he have anyone to consult with him. All he had done was to explore on his own, learning from the "Art of Talismans" that he had obtained when he first came here.
Thus, he became an unprecedented zombie talisman master. Time and history are like a non-stop wheel, rolling forward without stopping, crushing countless geniuses and heroes.
However, in the midst of this, something will be born that cannot be erased even by time, even if much blood is shed. That is the Tao, the Tao of talismans, the Tao of swords... Everything visible in the world is the Tao.
Cultivators cultivate the Tao, but the Tao they can distinguish is the lowest level Tao. As for the Tao of talismans, although it is not one of the top-level Taos, it is also a rare Tao.
The Way of Talismans imitates the heaven and earth, just like an array formation. The array formation is a miniature version of the great way of heaven and earth, and it is not an exaggeration to interpret the Way of Talismans as a miniature version of the Way of array formation.
Pick up a brush and you can draw talismans on yellow paper, and you can also copy them on anything that can bear a load. If you copy them successfully, it becomes a talisman. This is why the Maoshan Zhengtian Sect has become the leader of the ten major righteous sects in the world of cultivation.
Those who have attained the Mahayana stage do not need talisman paper or pen and ink. They can just draw talismans in the air with a wave of their hands. Using the heaven and earth as a carrier, they can unleash tremendous power with a single stroke of their hand.
Feng Qingyang also mastered the art of drawing talismans in the void, but his level was extremely low, and he could only perform the simplest water talismans, which had no attack power at all.
However, drawing talismans in the void is a step. It can be said that if Feng Qingyang can kill a powerful Maoshan and obtain the spell of drawing talismans in the void from him, he can still draw them one by one.
At this time, the tip of his pen began to move on the yellow paper, and it was gradually approaching the end. On the yellow paper, a picture had already appeared, a rune that showed a cluster of flames as promised.
There was a faint luster on it, and the appearance of this luster was enough to prove that he had completed this talisman.
When he drew the last stroke, the entire yellow paper trembled slightly, as if it could not withstand the tremendous power contained in that line.
"Have you finished one?" Feng Qingyang slowly put down the brush in his hand, and then sat cross-legged on the ground without even looking at the talisman that had been drawn.
At this moment, his mind was clear, without the slightest feeling of tiredness. On the contrary, he felt a little excited, or more accurately, excited.
For some reason, after he finished drawing this talisman, a flash of inspiration suddenly occurred to him. If there were people from Maoshan here, they would definitely find that his current state was exactly the kind of sudden enlightenment that people from Maoshan could experience.
Enlightenment is just a moment, like a gust of wind, it comes quickly and goes quickly, it cannot be seen or touched, but it can be felt clearly.
At this moment, Feng Qingyang fell into this state. He only felt that when he picked up the brush, it seemed that the brush had come to life. As he stroked it, it was suddenly given life and consciousness.
Therefore, he was able to quickly draw a fire talisman in such a short period of time, and judging from its luster and power, it was a rare top-grade magic talisman.
"The previous piece of talisman paper only took the time of a stick of incense." A gleam of light flashed in his eyes. A stick of incense, if calculated according to the time of his original world, is only fifteen minutes.
"If I keep this up, I can finish fifty paintings in ten hours, and I can practice well at night when night falls."
Thinking of this, the gleam in his eyes became even brighter. If the people from Maoshan were here again at this moment, they would definitely call him a fool. When someone is in this state of sudden enlightenment on talismans, others would generally rush to draw high-level talismans.
But he just wanted to draw fire spells, and he produced them in batches.
He stood up, put the drawn talisman back into the ring, and then quickly spread another piece of talisman paper on the platform in the cave. He moved the brush again, and this time the speed was a little faster than the beginning.
Although it was only a slight improvement, it was an improvement. At this moment, drawing talismans not only did not consume any energy, but on the contrary it was replenished. It seemed that his attainments in the art of talismans had improved by 10%.
Sure enough, when he put down his pen, a glowing talisman appeared below. When the light appeared, it meant that it was no longer a simple piece of yellow paper, but a talisman with immense power.
"This time, it only took a cup of tea (ten minutes)." The light in his eyes shone again, and without stopping, he quickly took out another piece of talisman paper.
"In this way, within ten days, I will definitely be able to draw 500 magic-level fire spells. By then, this black-armored army will be able to successfully pass through the black fog."
“No matter whether they are dead or alive after entering, this is my promise to them…” With an inexplicable feeling in his heart, he moved again.
But this time, he no longer laid out the yellow paper one by one, but took out multiple sheets at once. When the first sheet was finished, the brush in his hand suddenly turned and slid to the other sheet next to it.
In this way, more time will be saved and there will be no need to exit from that special state, which is killing two birds with one stone.
The sun set and the moon rose, and when the cave gradually fell into darkness, Feng Qingyang finally stopped the rapidly moving pen in his hand, and without even looking at the talismans that had been drawn beside him, he put them all into the ring.