But most of the paintings are low-level talismans of the fourth rank.
The only fifth-grade talisman is the barrier-breaking talisman that has been smashed in the Tianguang Market and has already been sold for sky-high prices.
As soon as Muyan's thoughts moved, the talisman immediately burned and was pressed on Zheng Jiaming's chest.
A golden flame burned quickly on Zheng Jiaming's body, and then spread from his chest to his whole body.
Zheng Jiaming, who was in a coma, began to twitch all over, with a little cold sweat on his forehead.
Afterwards, black smoke visible to the naked eye emerged from his body, entangled in golden flames.
Or more like being slowly consumed by golden flames.
Seeing that all the black threads were about to be entangled in the golden flames and be swallowed up.
But the golden flame suddenly made two chugs and went out all of a sudden.
And the black silk thread was released and returned to Zheng Jiaming's body again.
Zheng Jiaming screamed and rolled on the bed in pain.
Muyan reached out and tapped lightly between his brows, and he fell asleep again.
"Big brother! Big brother!" Zheng Xiaopang looked nervously at Muyan, "Ye Dashen, what happened just now? What happened to my big brother?"
There was no overly surprised expression on Muyan's face, she said indifferently: "The level of the fourth-grade talisman is not enough, there is no way to last until all the poison of Yin and Cold is cleared."
After all, Meixin was once a cultivator in the Transcending Tribulation Period.
Even if it is fallen now, and there is no one in strength, it is not something a fourth-grade talisman can resist.
Zheng Xiaopang said anxiously: "Then what should we do? Could it be that even Ye Dashen, you can't save elder brother?"
"What's the rush?" Muyan still took her time, and took out a cinnabar pen and yellow paper, "The fourth-grade talisman won't work, so I can change to the fifth-grade talisman."
After finishing speaking, under Zheng Xiaopang's dumbfounded gaze.
Muyan casually found a place that could support her, then leaned over and began to draw talismans.
The red cinnabar pen and ink slowly blended gorgeous and complicated patterns on the yellow talisman paper.
The mellow and even spiritual power penetrated into the killing and talisman paper bit by bit following the outline of the patterns.
Zheng Xiaopang rubbed his eyes, then rubbed his eyes again.
wait! Wait a moment! Shouldn't the drawing symbol be burning incense and bathing, meditating to nourish the spirit, and sitting upright in front of the desk to draw a stroke
Why... Why did Ye Dashen just lean on a corner and start painting
And draw so fast
Faintly, Zheng Xiaopang felt that he heard the light and agile music of the piano.
The sound of the piano was intermittent and not melodious, but it made him feel relaxed and happy as if he was in the mountains and forests, and he forgot everything around him.
"Okay, the drawing is done."
It wasn't until Muyan's calm voice sounded that Zheng Xiaopang suddenly came back to his senses.
Then I saw Muyan walking slowly in front of Zheng Jiaming, and pasted the talisman in his hand on his body.
The corner of the mouth curled up into a deep arc, "I want to see whether it's your evil spirit that is stronger, or my spirit-fixing talisman."
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After half an hour.
Zheng Xiaopang followed behind his elder brother, watching his elder brother kneel and kowtow respectfully to Muyan, he felt very happy, and felt so embarrassed.
Look, how powerful and awesome he thinks his eldest brother is.
In the past, he was the one who caused trouble, and the eldest brother protected him and helped him.
Now he is finally able to protect his eldest brother.
Coming out of Tianguangxu, Zheng Jiaming saw his chubby younger brother, and couldn't help but gently patted his head, his eyes were a little red, "Jiabao, thank you. If it weren't for you this time, my eldest brother would probably be dead."