He walked in high spirits on the way back to his home. His five senses were strengthened countless times. He could feel the traces left by the breeze as it blew by.
The sounds of insects are intertwined. As long as he feels it with his heart, he can accurately distinguish which insect is making the sound from where. In the darkness, the two kinds of energy are intertwined. He can feel it easily, as if he glanced through Sumeru. It's like seeing through the essence of the world.
He understood that "it turns out that the world in the eyes of immortal cultivators is actually like this."
Back home, Ji Shuangyue had prepared the meal and was sitting at the table waiting for him.
Ji Liao went out sneakily all day these days, and she didn't see anyone during the day. She didn't come home until very late. She wanted to ask, but she felt that the child should be let go when he was older, and he might have made some new friends.
She watched Ji Liao grow up and knew that this child had a stubborn heart hidden under his honest appearance. In recent years, the family situation was not good, and Ji Liao did not want to make any friends in Ji's family. If he really made friends these days, When it comes to friends, it’s not a bad thing.
Ji Liao saw that his mother was still waiting for him as usual, and he felt warm in his heart. He hurriedly sat down at the table, picked up the bowl and chopsticks and started eating.
Ji Shuangyue glanced at Ji Liao lovingly and started eating at the same time.
After half an hour, Ji Liao said abruptly, "Mom, I have gained a level of Qi."
"Pap..."
The sound of chopsticks falling.
Then the only sound in the whole room was the sound of Ji Liao immersed in eating.
After a while, Ji Shuangyue asked tremblingly, "What...?"
She couldn't believe her ears.
Ji Liao's mouth was full of rice, and he puffed out his cheeks and said vaguely, "Mom, I've gained a level of Qi! Now I'm a monk."
Ji Shuangyue's eyes were instantly filled with tears, and then two lines of tears flowed down her cheeks.
Ji Liao hurriedly put down the bowl, ran to wipe Ji Shuangyue's tears, and said, "Mom, why are you crying? This is a good thing."
"Hey, good, good thing."
She knew what it meant for Ji Liao to become the first level of Naqi, and that the days of embarrassment were gone forever, and the hardships of these years suddenly flooded into her heart.
Ji Liao looked into Ji Shuangyue's eyes, held her rough hand and said, "Mom, don't worry, I will definitely let you live a good life in the future."
Ji Shuangyue nodded seriously, but her tears still couldn't stop falling.
The next day, Ji Liao was in his room, looking at an old wooden box in front of him.
This was left over from when his father refined the talismans, and the family did not take away the raw materials for making these talismans.
Opening the wooden box, there were only a few simple things inside. The one on top was an old book with "Ji Family's Junior Talisman" written on the cover.
Ji Liao took out the book and put it aside, and then looked at the remaining three things. They were also five pieces of yellow talisman paper. This talisman paper was different from ordinary paper. It was slightly hard and extremely smooth, like a mirror. generally.
The other is a black writing brush less than one foot long. This one looks extremely ordinary. The black pen barrel has been worn away, obviously due to frequent use.
The last item is a small piece of red cinnabar.
Ji Liao gently picked it up and twisted it casually with both hands. The cinnabar immediately broke into fine powder. Although it had been covered in dust for more than ten years, the cinnabar still exuded a dim red glow.
"Sure enough, it is not an ordinary mortal thing, but the guy who drew the talisman was too shabby." Ji Liao shook his head and smiled bitterly.
Then he picked up the ancient book of Ji family's low-level talismans and turned to the first page, which introduced some principles of making talismans.
Ji Liao read it carefully for a moment, and then he realized the difference between the talismans.
It is said that talismans are divided into the five elements of heaven and earth, metal, wood, water, fire and earth, and the raw materials for making talismans are naturally made from various spiritual treasures in the world. For example, if a talisman is made of earth-attribute raw materials, then this talisman is the most suitable one. Only in this way can earth attribute talismans exert their greatest power.
For example, some special attributes that low-level people can barely draw, such as wind, thunder and other talisman raw materials, need to be matched with two or more attribute materials to balance the aura of heaven and earth.
Moreover, the talismans are also divided into different levels. Starting from the lowest, they are divided into low-level talismans, middle-level talismans, upper-level talismans, mysterious-level talismans, spiritual talismans, divine talismans and immortal talismans! At the same time, there are also many talismans with specific functions, such as forbidden and spirit-gathering talismans! In short, even though it is a small path, it is broad, profound and diverse.
Ji Liao scratched his head and muttered, "Is the soul-sealing talisman my ancestor gave me a divine-level talisman?"
He stopped thinking about messy things and kept the talisman patterns recorded in the book in his mind. As for some methods of making talismans, he didn't even look at them. He had got his ancestor's mentality of making talismans. These things recorded in the book He didn't like it at all.
After reading it over twenty times, he nodded and remembered everything about the talisman firmly in his mind. Then he sat cross-legged and closed his eyes slightly. After reading it in his mind many times, he opened his eyes again. !
He walked to the table and said, "Although low-level talismans are not so particular about the raw materials, the talismans handed down from the family incorporate the attributes of the five elements and are suitable for writing all kinds of talismans. This also leads to the complexity of the raw materials, so even though it is a low-level talisman, I can’t take the level talisman lightly either.”
He wanted to draw a talisman with earth attributes first.
He picked up the pen, tapped on the crushed cinnabar, and lightly drew a stroke on the talisman paper.
A Yin rainbow was immediately left on the yellow talisman.
Ji Liao felt happy and immediately drew another stroke.
Something strange happened. As Ji Liao's second stroke came down, the mark on the talisman paper quickly disappeared, and the traces left by the cinnabar seemed to be submerged in the talisman paper.
Ji Liao was shocked: "This is..."
He picked up the talisman and looked around, but found nothing unusual.
"Is it because it has been too long and the materials are no longer usable?"
Then he shook his head and said, "Impossible. This is the material used to make the Immortal family's talismans. No matter how low the grade is, it cannot be measured by mortal objects. Now, after more than a hundred years, the material will not lose its spirituality."
Ji Liao put the talisman back on the table and lit a little cinnabar again. Then his eyes flashed yellow, and the golden elf's eyes started to move.
As he entered the Qi level, the time for using the Golden Elf Eye also extended. He tried it several times, and it took about half an hour for the spiritual energy in his body to dry up.
The pen stained with cinnabar drew a stroke on the talisman paper, and an incredible scene appeared. What appeared in the golden elf's eyes were five weak elements of heaven and earth, rolling and surging in the talisman, as if they were extremely repulsive to cinnabar, slowly Impacting a red cinnabar that appeared on it.
"It's actually like this!"
After finding the reason, Ji Liao raised the corners of his mouth slightly and drew a stroke along the rolling path of the spiritual energy.
The vitality of heaven and earth on the talisman was rolling more and more violently, almost going crazy, attacking the two cinnabars that suddenly appeared.
Low-level talismans are extremely simple to begin with. Ji Liao still has two strokes in his heart, and now he has two talismans.
Thinking about it, he drew another stroke, but the cinnabar still did not disappear.
At this moment, the earth element on the talisman immediately overwhelmed the other four elements and occupied the entire talisman. Then the talisman began to shine with a faint earthy yellow light.
"The last stroke runs through the entire talisman and is also the longest stroke. It must be completed in one go."
Ji Liao looked solemn and placed the pen on the talisman paper. He exerted a slight force on his wrist and moved his entire palm. The long pen of about a foot left a strange mark on the talisman paper.
"Fucheng!"
Ji Liao roared, and the pen tip immediately left the talisman paper.
Ji Liao's eyes flashed with golden light, and he saw that on the talisman paper, the other four attributes had disappeared, leaving only one earth attribute that shone brightly on the talisman paper, and the red cinnabar was submerged into the talisman paper in threads. Within, they merged with each other.
It sounds like a long story, but it only took a moment, as the last bit of cinnabar sank into the talisman paper.
A smile appeared on Ji Liao's face, but then he immediately became serious.
But he saw that the talisman, which was completely fused with cinnabar, swayed slightly and immediately withered and shattered.
"Kakaka"
Several shattering sounds were heard, and the originally yellow talisman turned into an earthy yellow color, with dense cracks all over it, like a river valley that had dried up for thousands of years.
Ji Liao stared at the talisman paper that had completely turned into dirt with an ugly expression.
"Why did it fail at the last moment?" Ji Liao murmured.
Then he pushed the soil on the table aside, and surprisingly found that a small piece of the surface of the table had turned into soil. He couldn't help but smile bitterly.
