The noise in the square gradually boiled over.
Youdao is an expert who watches the door, while an outsider watches the excitement. 99% of the people present do not understand the talismans. At this moment, they are whispering to each other and talking about everything from the cultivation level of Ling Xiao and An Lu to their clothes, height and appearance. It can be said that he is just making comments and talking about nothing.
Some monks who have studied talismans also did not miss this opportunity to show off their knowledge and spread the basic knowledge of talismans to everyone around them, helping people to understand the changes in the current situation more intuitively.
Just when the voice was boiling and filling the sky, An Lu on the stage suddenly shouted low, the tip of his pen was sharpened, and he stopped with the last stroke of his hand!
The talisman is fulfilled and the inspiration appears!
The first talisman is made!
There was a burst of exclamation from the scene.
An Lu raised the talisman, glanced proudly at Ling Xiao, who was still immersed in painting, and snorted with disdain from his nostrils.
"Ling Xiao, you draw so slowly, are you too nervous?"
An Lu asked with a sneer.
As he asked, he took out a second blank piece of talisman paper and continued to draw.
At this moment, he has an advantage, and naturally he wants to continue to expand this advantage and make Ling Xiao lose completely!
In that case, why worry about Master not rewarding him highly?
Under the arena and in the elegant seats, the foundation-building monks also had different expressions.
Just now, Ling Xiao was playing dirty tricks and they couldn't help but take a high look at him, but now it seems that An Lu is still superior?
Are you only good at talking?
"Brother Xuanji, can your apprentice be okay? Is it too noisy and affecting him?" Master Yang had already returned to the antelope's back, taking a sip of wine and a sip of meat, and asked in a straight voice.
Xuanjizi said calmly: "My disciple always works slowly and carefully when making talismans. I can't rush."
Ling Xiao's temperament of drawing characters slowly did not develop overnight.
Because he has too little magic power, every drop of magic power must be used in a practical way, so every stroke must be carefully considered.
As for Xuan Qingzi and others, they didn't even raise their eyes.
Ling Xiao never needed them to worry about making talismans.
Seeing the presence of the Taoist priests and old gods, everyone present could not help but have different expressions.
"Pretend to be a ghost!"
Lao Yu secretly sneered, retracted his joking gaze, and continued to pay attention to the talisman making on the stage.
…
All the sounds around him were blocked in Ling Xiao's ears.
He didn't hear An Lu's ridicule, nor the noise of the crowd. He could only hear the rustling sound of the talisman pen falling on the talisman paper, which was very pleasant.
It's not that his heart is so quiet, but that his ears have long been used to filtering out noise.
This skill is very powerful, but it is not an innate talent. It is learned subtly by the curses of spiritual grass day after day.
How do you say something?
The rich rely on technology, the poor rely on mutation!
Ling Xiaoqiong's ears mutated.
When the last trace of mana is injected into the talisman pen, it spreads on the paper.
The winding and complex lines on the talisman paper suddenly became full of spirituality, leaping onto the paper and turning into flashes of spiritual light!
Success!
Just like Anlu, it’s a success the first time!
There was another exclamation at the scene.
Ling Xiao did not raise his head to take a look, but silently took out the second piece of blank talisman paper, spread it out evenly meticulously, and then continued to dip his pen in ink.
He was so slow and leisurely that An Lu on the opposite side finished drawing the second talisman at this moment.
Poof!
The talisman in front of An Lu spontaneously ignited and turned into ashes.
The crowd roared loudly again, but this time, there was more of a sense of schadenfreude.
An Lu's face was slightly ugly, and he snorted coldly. After scanning the whole place, he looked back and silently drew the third talisman.
"Now both of them have succeeded, and Ling Xiao has one more blank talisman paper. The advantage is in his hands!"
"This advantage is equivalent to none! High-level talismans are not that easy to make, and their tools and materials are rubbish. If they can succeed in two out of ten, they are considered extraordinary!"
"In the future, there will definitely be successive failures!"
As if to confirm what everyone said, the talisman in front of An Lu spontaneously ignited again!
Failed again!
An Lu also calmed down at this moment. Without looking at the people present, he closed his eyes, adjusted his breath, and readjusted his state.
there.
The drawing of Ling Xiao's second talisman has also come to an end.
puff!
The expected failure still occurred at the last moment.
He sighed inwardly.
If it were in Qingfeng Villa, the old locust tree would definitely remind him.
He wasn't used to making talismans on someone else's home court yet.
However, it's just a little short.
Ling Xiao calmly took out the third blank talisman paper and continued painting.
"Brother, what kind of talisman did Ling Xiao draw? Something is wrong. Didn't you say that he is the best at drawing fire snake talismans?" In the audience, Xuan Lingzi couldn't help but look at the viewer.
The sign of the failure of the talisman just now was not a sign of the collapse of the fireball talisman's spirit patterns, but rather something like the ice wall talisman!
Abandoned the talisman that you are best at?
What exactly does Ling Xiao want to do?
Xuanjizi was also a little surprised, and mused: "Perhaps he has gained some wisdom in the past few days, and he has made good progress with the Ice Wall Talisman! It doesn't matter, he has the Pure Heart Talisman on him."
After hearing this, Xuan Lingzi and others felt relieved.
Although they believed in Ling Xiao's level, they were also afraid that this kid would get lost.
Since there is a Pure Heart Talisman, there is no need to be afraid.
This talisman can not only be used in a battle of wits against the enemy, but also has some help in the success rate of talisman making.
Xuanjizi is right.
Ling Xiao has indeed gained something else these past few days.
With the constant supply of free materials from the Lion Trading Company, Ling Xiao worked almost non-stop to make talismans and made up for most of the shortcomings of high-end talismans!
The advanced talismans he is now good at are not just a few types such as the Fire Snake Talisman and the Ice Cone Talisman, but most of them!
You can pick it up at your fingertips, it’s all based on your experience!
The third drawing still failed.
But the fourth time, he succeeded!
Ice wall talisman!
At this time, people in the square could no longer stand and raised their necks with shock on their faces.
"2 out of 4 successes?"
"This is too outrageous!"
"He draws so slowly, I thought he was a bad guy, damn!"
People were amazed.
Ling Xiao's success rate is really eye-opening.
You know, he used the most basic and common materials and tools!
Even if you are lucky, it is scary enough!
After all, An Lu opposite him has only had one successful painting so far, and he has already drawn his seventh painting!
puff!
Start the 8th one!
An Lu's face finally became a little panicked, and he looked at Ling Xiao with a hint of panic.
71% was not unacceptable, but when compared with Ling Xiao's 42%, he felt that he was at a disadvantage!
What made An Lu feel even more aggrieved was that Ling Xiao didn't even look at him from beginning to end, as if he didn't exist!
This feeling of being ignored made An Lu feel like there were countless ants crawling in her heart, and she felt extremely uncomfortable!
Then An Lu discovered that Ling Xiao actually sat down cross-legged and started to run the technique!
"What is he doing?"
People also noticed Ling Xiao's strangeness and couldn't help but be stunned.
Keep painting!
What do you do with luck?
"I'll make you laugh. This disciple of mine is a body-forging monk. His magic power is not deep enough. It has been exhausted now and has to be restored midway."
Faced with everyone's doubtful looks, Xuanjizi couldn't help being speechless and explained.
