"That's right, the sky is our Talisman master's canvas!"
"So I'm here to teach you what it means to be a true Talisman Master."
In Chen Xuan's spleen, the voice of Hua Tian Bi Sheng, with a hint of pride, fell into Chen Xuan's ears.
Chen Xuan didn't speak, just listened quietly.
"Here comes the pen!"
Along with the voice of Hua Tian Brush Saint, the Tai Xuan Brush suddenly appeared in Chen Xuan's hand.
"I will only teach you this time. The rest depends on your own understanding."
As the painting master spoke, he already controlled Chen Xuan's arm and began to draw.
The movements of Chen Xuan's arms are very dexterous, as graceful as a startling giant, and graceful as a swimming dragon.
The Taixuan pen dipped in ambergris cinnabar used the void as its cloth, leaving traces on it.
"Becoming a Talisman Master, you can use all your free time to draw Talisman while fighting others. This can greatly improve your combat ability."
"When drawing the talisman, you must be focused on it, and when the pen is down, you will never lift the pen until the talisman is completed."
"When you have a deeper understanding of the Talisman Master, you can trust all the talismans in the world at your fingertips!"
With one stroke, mountains and seas shift!
With one stroke, the world split apart!
Although the Painting Sky Brush Saint was unable to mobilize the spiritual energy in Chen Xuan's body, the spiritual talisman was only drawn with writing and could not be activated.
But Chen Xuan was also fascinated by it.
He had never thought that a Talisman Master could be like this!
A full half an hour.
Chen Xuan finally stopped.
"I used up too much spiritual energy before, and I'm a little tired."
The voice of Painting Heaven Brush Master drifted into Chen Xuan's ears, "The rest is up to you..."
Chen Xuan was still in shock.
In his mind, he was still replaying the scene where the Heavenly Brush Master manipulated his arm to draw the talisman.
Another stick of incense time passed, and Chen Xuan's eyes repeated Qingming.
He grasped the Taixuan Brush in his hand tightly and began to draw talismans in the air.
Now, of course, he can't draw the Heavenly Brush Saint. With all kinds of talismans at his fingertips, he can only practice from the most basic ones.
Moving the Taixuan pen carefully, Chen Xuan left traces on the void.
When Chen Xuan completed the last stroke.
Uh-huh!
The sky and the earth change color.
But it was just that the color of the sky and the earth changed, and a dark cloud covered the sky.
"Success!"
Chen Xuan had a look of surprise on his face. He didn't expect that he would succeed in his first try!
"besides……"
Chen Xuan started painting again.
Soon, light rain fell from the sky, but it only fell on the small courtyard where Chen Xuan was.
"The Talisman Master's methods are indeed magical!"
Chen Xuan sighed and began to carve various spells.
I only saw it in that small courtyard.
Sometimes the sun is as hot as fire, sometimes as cold as the twelfth lunar month, sometimes the wind is howling, and sometimes it's snowing heavily.
In Chen Xuan's body.
Hua Tian Bi Sheng suddenly let out a chuckle, "This guy really has some understanding."
"Given time, maybe you can really inherit my mantle."
Naturally, Chen Xuan didn't know about the praise from the Painting Master.
He practiced for a whole hour and finally stopped.
Boom!
The pen in Chen Xuan's hand trembled instantly.
Chen Xuan was stunned, but he clearly felt something calling him in the distance.
He walked out of the Purple Bamboo Forest and arrived at the Talisman Tower.
In Fulou Square, many disciples were practicing drawing talismans. Chen Xuan stood there, his eyes sweeping over everyone's bodies, and he felt a constant buzzing in his ears.
As he walked into the courtyard behind the Fu Tower, the buzzing sound became louder and louder.
There, there is a huge black stone monument, which is more than ten feet high!
Chen Xuan could clearly feel that the buzzing sound he heard came from this stone tablet!
"Sixth Brother, are you here?"
Little fat Yang Sansan walked over and stood beside Chen Xuan.
"What is this?"
Chen Xuan looked up at the tall stone tablet and expressed doubt.
"This is the Talisman Stele. It is the most precious treasure of the Talisman Academy, just like the Holy Dragon Sword of the Sword Academy."
Yang Sanshi's eyes were fiery, "It's just that over the years, no one has been able to copy the talisman on the talisman tablet."
"Why?"
"Everyone faces the Talisman Stele. The talismans on the Talisman Stele are different. And whenever someone wants to copy it, they will be suppressed by an invisible force, and they will not be able to completely draw the talisman on it."
"So that's it..."
Chen Xuan muttered, and then took out the Taixuan pen.
"You also want to try this talisman?"
Yang Sanshi glanced at Chen Xuan in surprise, "Sixth Brother, there is something strange about this talisman tablet, and it is more difficult to deal with than the Holy Dragon Sword. You should be more careful."
Chen Xuan smiled and said, "I will pay attention."
Chen Xuan's eyes were firm and he was about to start.
Not far away, several teachers from Fuyuan also noticed this.
"That Chen Xuan actually wants to copy the talisman on the talisman tablet."
"It's true that newborn calves are not afraid of tigers."
"You just pulled out the Holy Dragon Sword of the Sword Academy, and you still want to try the Talisman Stele? This guy is very ambitious!"
"I remember that the first genius of the Talisman Academy spent three days and three nights under the Talisman Monument, and then he started to take action. As a result, he was seriously injured and the altar almost collapsed."
Several teachers spoke one after another and were not optimistic about Chen Xuan.
"Sixth Senior Brother, did you hear this? If you are not prepared for this, you will be seriously injured."
Yang Sanshi looked at Chen Xuan worriedly.
"It doesn't matter."
The corners of Chen Xuan's mouth raised slightly, "There are differences between people."
Before he finished speaking, Chen Xuan had already started copying.
Above the void, traces emerged.
Contrary to everyone's expectations.
When Chen Xuan copied it, he seemed not to be suppressed at all!
The handwriting is smooth and there is no blockage!
The teachers who were originally standing aside to watch the fun all had dull expressions and looked at Chen Xuan in disbelief.
boom!
Spiritual energy spurts out!
There are waves of refreshing aroma wafting out!
Chen Xuan, however, was unaware of everything around him and was still copying the spells on the talisman.
Above the sky.
There was a riot of colors, rays of light shining down, and the entire Fuyuan seemed to be shrouded in magnificence.
With Chen Xuan as the center, the flower bones spread to all sides, and bloomed in an instant, turning into golden lotuses!
Lotus descends from heaven!
For everyone, the suppressive force that was difficult to write seemed to have completely failed on Chen Xuan.
Less than a cup of tea.
Chen Xuan just drew the complete spell in front of everyone!
"Holy shit..."
Yang Sanshi opened his mouth as if he could stuff an egg directly into it.
Who would have thought that Chen Xuan actually succeeded!
call……
Chen Xuan let out a long breath, and his eyes bloomed with joy.
He turned his head and looked at the teachers with complicated expressions not far away, "How about it? Let me just say that people are different."
"I copied it..."
Chen Xuan was talking when suddenly, a crisp sound came out.
Chen Xuan stiffened and turned around to see a crack suddenly appearing on the talisman that was more than ten feet high.
Then, the crack spread rapidly, covering the entire talisman in the blink of an eye.
A breeze blew by.
Boom!
The most precious talisman tablet in the Fuyuan...
Broken!
Chen Xuan blinked, his expression suddenly dull...
