Chapter 8, Master Fu Chengde.

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After Chen Xuan had eaten and drank, he wanted to listen to a book, so he changed his clothes and left the house.

However, there is no storyteller like Bai Xiaosheng of the Xian family in the Lingtian Empire today.

Chen Xuan looked around the nearby teahouses, but still couldn't find a story that suited his taste.

Bored, Chen Xuan began to wander aimlessly.

"The clothes are sold cheaply!"

"Cut cake, good cut cake, no one can be deceived!"

"Honey, sweet honey."

"The talisman, a middle-grade mortal-level bright fire talisman!"



Among the many shouts, Chen Xuan keenly caught three words - Nether Fire Talisman! ?

Chen Xuan looked around and finally found a stall selling talismans.

The stall was very simple, with a table, a pen, a plate of mysterious beast blood, a stack of blank talisman paper, and two sellers sitting in the stall.

Talismans are drawn from the blood of mysterious beasts, demonic beasts, and soul beasts, so the talismans often carry the attributes and power of the beasts themselves.

The higher the cultivation level of the beast clan, the higher the grade of the talismans drawn and the stronger the power.

The cultivation level of the beast race is similar to that of humans, and it is still the ninth level of induction, agility, heaven-melting, womb possession, life-killing, elixir, dragon elephant, Dharma king, and saint.

The talismans drawn by the blood of the orcs in the realm of induction, agility, and fusion are mortal.

The talismans drawn by the blood of the beasts in the fetal realm, the life-killing realm, the alchemy realm, and the dragon-elephant realm are spiritual steps.

The talisman drawn by the blood of the orcs in the Dharma King realm is the Dharma level.

The talisman drawn by the blood of the beast race in the saint realm is the true level.

Drawing talismans does not require any cultivation, as long as you are willing to spend a lot of time practicing, you will be successful.

As for the blood of the orcs, you can buy it from the hunting teams living outside the city.

Chen Xuan glanced at the talisman drawn by the man and said, "The ordinary fire talisman can create a fireball that can last for half an hour."

"Young Master, you are an expert. Do you need this talisman?"

"I need the talismans, but if I increase the level of animal blood, can you draw the talisman of the spiritual level?"

The Talisman Master was stunned for a moment, then said excitedly, "Yes, of course!"

Fanpin Talisman serves ordinary people, and its price is quite affordable, but Lingjie Talisman is different, because the people who need it are no longer ordinary people, but relatively wealthy explorers...

"I wonder how much the master needs."

"Try it out for two months first. I'll pay double the price for each talisman. If you draw it to my satisfaction, you can become the royal talisman master of my house in two months. The conditions are good."

"I'm Chengde, this is my younger brother Chengyun, do you know your surname?"

"Chen Xuan of the Chen family, now that we've reached an agreement, come with me."

The Chen family has a great cause, but within two days, a pot of blood essence and blood from the fire-type fatal realm beast was placed in front of Chengde.

Chen Xuan and Chengyun sat in front of Chengde and watched how Chengde drew the talismans.

I saw Chengde with his back straight, sitting in front of the wooden table, like a teacher, explaining to Chen Xuan.

"This is talisman paper made from ancient pine trees. It is hard in texture and has a rough texture. It can carry the power of the essence and blood of beasts below the dragon-elephant realm." Chengde explained softly, pointing to the pile of dark yellow talisman paper.

Then Chengde shook the pen in his hand and said, "This is a talisman pen. There are good and bad talisman pens. When making talisman, the talisman pattern outlined by a high-quality talisman pen will not only have smooth strokes and well-proportioned marks, but also improve the quality of the talisman making." The chance of success of the talisman and the talisman pen are also consumables. After all, the blood of the beasts has a certain corrosive power. Generally, after drawing thirty talismans, the pen has to be replaced."

After explaining everything about drawing the talisman, Chengde didn't waste any more time, picked up the pen, soaked it in blood, and wrote the talisman.

swish swish...

The tip of the pen dipped in the red blood gently slid over the blank talisman paper, and red slender lines spurted out from the tip of the pen, like spiritual earthworms, following graceful and smooth trajectories on the light and dark yellow pine-grained talisman paper. spread rapidly.

When making the talisman, Chengde was serious and focused, his eyes fixed on the talisman paper he was writing, his back as straight as a spear piercing the sky, and his right arm hanging motionless in the air, like a section of pine growing out of the cracks in the rocks on the cliff. The branch didn't move at all from beginning to end, it was his right wrist that moved!

His right wrist is extremely flexible, and he controls the talisman pen in his hand to draw and erase on the talisman paper with an astonishing frequency. His movements are skillful and smooth. Instead of feeling sluggish, he is like a gurgling stream, carrying with it. A light rhythm.

When a complex and mysterious pattern blooms on the talisman paper like a flower.

The surface of the talisman paper suddenly lit up, then dimmed and returned to normal.

"As long as you practice hard for five years, you can be like me..." Before he finished speaking, Chengde found that Chen Xuan had fallen asleep on the table without knowing it, with a trace of saliva hanging from the corner of his mouth.

A trace of disappointment flashed in Chengde's eyes, but he couldn't say anything, so he had to let Chen Xuan change his position comfortably while he slowly drew the talisman.

Because in his mind, how could he be the teacher of the eldest son of a big family?

Time passed peacefully like this. A month later, in a restaurant, a young man wearing a bamboo hat, no more than sixteen or seventeen years old, sat in a corner, drinking tea while carefully inquiring about the recent events in Lingtian City. Of course, this young man is Chen Xuan, who is too idle to panic.

This restaurant is not luxurious, and is even a bit shabby, but their dishes are famous for their deliciousness, so business travelers and knights passing by will all come here because of its reputation.

This colleague will also bring some strange things from the outside world.

For example, an expedition team encountered the mysterious beast Blazing Sword Eagle in the Soul Burying Mountains. They struggled for an hour and were finally wiped out.

For example, an expedition team hunted a hexagonal bull.

For example, someone watched a battle between Lord Dragon and Elephant.

Of course, what could pique Chen Xuan's interest is probably this battle with Lord Longxiang.

Whenever this happens, Chen Xuan will sit in front of that person and say calmly, "order whatever you want from the menu, I'll take this meal."

Recently, Linlang Pavilion, the first chamber of commerce in the Lingtian Empire, Linlangtian, was going to hold an annual large-scale auction, and all the forces near the Lingtian Empire came here because of its reputation.

For a time, all the major restaurants were packed with seats, and it was a sea of ​​people as far as the eye could see.

Chen Xuan sat at a table alone in this noisy environment, and the table was filled with luxurious and elegant dishes.

"Who is that young man? He has a table to himself."

"Master Chen Xuan, the only son of Chen Duxiu, the head of the Chen family in the Lingtian Empire, has only one hobby: listening to books. If your stories are novel and interesting, then you will be prosperous."

"Does that mean that if you tell a story, you can eat the food he sets? Then let's go over and give him a meal, and then we can tell him a random story afterward."

"Haha, you are overthinking. Have you seen the four young men around him? Their respective cultivation levels are at the peak of life-threatening realm. If Mr. Chen thinks you are entertaining him..."

"Four... peak masters in the life-threatening realm? They are only in their twenties, but they have such cultivation. They are simply geniuses! They should have practiced hard to develop their talents, but they spent a lot of time working for a family. How strong is the Chen family’s heritage in the young master?”