With the Spirit-Calling Talisman pen in hand, Lu Yun actually started to modify the talisman on the spot and make a new talisman on the spot.
Once the talisman is formed, it is almost impossible to modify it. His doing so has undoubtedly proved that not only his martial arts realm is advancing by leaps and bounds, but his talisman realm is even more so!
He removed the strange armor and attached the talisman he had just made to his body.
But there was no response from these talismans.
"The talisman! The talisman works for me! Why doesn't it work?"
"The purification martial arts I learned from selling my property are useless!"
"What should we do?"
From time to time, the frantic shouting of warriors could be heard from the outside. They tried their best but to no avail.
Lu Yun frowned slightly, but there was a burning sensation coming from the dragon blood stone he had been carrying close to his body.
"Dragon blood..." He murmured to himself, and then his eyes became brighter and brighter.
"That's it!"
Lu Yun felt distressed and drew out a drop of the dragon's blood with his true energy. He lightly dipped the Spirit-Calling Talisman pen on it, and the tip of the pen immediately turned as scarlet as blood.
He took out a purification talisman and began to improve it with the spirit-clearing talisman pen dipped in the blood of the dragon.
Stroke by stroke, Lu Yun painted extremely seriously!
You have to be serious, he is a man with a system. If he dies before leaving the army, he will be laughed out of his head by all the senior time travellers.
finally.
Put pen to paper, it's done!
In an instant, a terrifying dragon power was about to spread out, but it was pulled back by the power of the talisman itself, and there was still a trace of unwillingness contained in the talisman.
it works!
The moment the talisman took shape, it immediately shattered into tiny specks of dust.
The dust fell and the purification talisman soaked in the dragon's blood gradually dissipated. At the same time, the black smoke ring on his forehead also dispersed with the wind.
The talisman and the black smoke ring disappeared almost simultaneously.
Lu Yun felt sorry for wasting a drop of dragon blood, but he also secretly breathed a sigh of relief. After all, the deathrattle curse launched by Yeluman was finally lifted.
His life was finally saved!
It's just that those warriors of Bone Buddhism are not as lucky as Lu Yun.
After struggling for a while, the black smoke rings on their foreheads had completely shrunk, leaving a black smoke pattern on their foreheads.
Some people's faces turned pale, some people's faces turned black, some people spit out blood immediately, some people lost weight quickly, some people's eye sockets were sunken...
The symptoms they showed were different, but they were all affected by Yeluman's deathrattle curse.
"Is this the curse Yeluman said? Is there a way to cure it?" A warrior whose face turned blue and black shouted anxiously.
"It's impossible. I don't believe it. There must be a way to cure it!"
"Think quickly, I feel like I'm going to die soon!"
"I don't want to die!"
Those warriors of the White Bone Buddhism made wailing, fearful or crazy cries. They were still in an unacceptable state.
Almost on the verge of a nervous breakdown.
As for the ordinary people in Daqian, they had already fled far away.
They are not stupid, and they do not want to suffer this unreasonable disaster.
Lu Yun looked at these Bone Buddhist warriors in silence. He did not approach them rashly, but stood at his original position.
The curse shouldn't be contagious, but he had to be cautious.
After all, the dragon's blood is extremely precious, and he has already used one drop, but he doesn't want to use the second drop because of his negligence.
"There's no cure, there's no cure, it's a terminal disease." Someone muttered to himself.
A short warrior suddenly looked at Lu Yun.
Lu Yun had already covered his body with dark gold armor the moment he lifted the curse.
"No, no, I remember that this eunuch from the West Factory seemed to have got rid of the curse." The short warrior shouted sharply with his finger on Lu Yun.
When he was panicking and frightened just now, he glanced in the direction of Lu Yun and saw it. At first, he didn't come back to his senses because he was cursed. But now that he regained his senses a little, he remembered it.
After he said this, several more warriors from the White Bone Buddhism spoke.
"I think I saw it too!"
"Me too!"
"Absolutely true!"
For a moment, the white-bone Buddhist warriors who were in panic and talking to themselves fell silent.
Their eyes were all staring at Lu Yun, with deep anticipation in their eyes.
"Eunuch Lu, have you really got rid of the curse?" someone asked urgently.
Lu Yun remained silent.
"If not, take off your visor and let us take a look." A warrior said in a deep voice.
Lu Yun's eyes through the mask looked at these skeleton Buddhist warriors who were mostly in a state of emotional collapse.
They stared at Lu Yun as if they had found a life-saving straw before drowning.
Lu Yun was silent for a moment, and the dark gold visor shrank one after another, clearly revealing his face.
All the cursed warriors saw that there were no smoke marks on his forehead, and the eyes they looked at him became more and more fanatical.
"Please, sir, save us!"
"Yes, save us, we are willing to pay any price!"
"I am willing to give you anything. Whether you want my money, materials, talismans, or my martial arts skills, I will give them to you."
"I'm willing to give it to you too, as long as you save me."
Everyone rushed to shout to Lu Yun, but Lu Yun gradually couldn't hear what they were saying.
Lu Yun took a breath and said solemnly: "Shut up."
Everyone shut their mouths.
"I can't save you!" Lu Yun said calmly.
"You lied. If you can save yourself, why can't you save us?"
"I kneel down for you." Someone actually knelt down and knelt on the ground with a thud. "As long as you save me, I am willing to work as a cow or a horse for you."
After he finished speaking, he coughed up a mouthful of blood.
The curse will make their strong bodies worse and worse until they die.
Everyone was talking a lot, and most of them thought Lu Yun could save them.
"I used a precious talisman to break the curse, but I only have one such talisman." Lu Yun said with a cold expression.
Indeed, using dragon blood can save people.
However, the dragon's blood is extremely precious to Lu Yun. It is related to his supreme martial arts, and he absolutely cannot waste it.
God knows where there is a second stone containing the dragon's blood.
If one person is saved, then whether to save the second person or not, what about the third person...
The dragon blood is simply not enough!
"We advise you not to waste time on us. If you think of a solution now, it might still be too late." Lu Yun's words were extremely cold, but they made sense.
"It's too late! This is the Lost City, it's deserted, there's no one left who can save us!"
"no solution anymore!"
"If you don't save us, we will all die!" Many people muttered desperately, their expressions becoming increasingly depressed.
