Zhao Yisu withdrew his attention, selected a stone trough, and began to devote himself to painting the ninth and tenth pictures.
This time it only took half a stick of incense to draw two talisman papers, which shows how terrifying her speed is.
Now, Zhao Yisu hung these ten talisman papers side by side in front of his eyes. After careful observation, he overlapped them one by one.
Powerful spiritual consciousness was attached to it, and the direction of each rune pattern was engraved in her mind. She quickly sought common ground while reserving differences among the rune patterns, and identified which ones were the original rune patterns and which ones were interference patterns on the stone.
Finally, a complete fourth-grade talisman imprint was engraved in her mind.
Zhao Yisu took out a brand new piece of blank talisman paper and drew the talisman patterns in his mind on the paper.
It's a bit difficult.
Zhao Yisu stopped halfway through the painting.
The problem is that the spiritual energy in her body is not enough. Although she already has a wider spiritual sea than ordinary people, the Seven Star Pavilion is sealed, and the air cannot replenish spiritual energy. Replenishing spiritual energy only by elixirs cannot be done in a short time. Fill her spiritual sea.
Zhao Yisu threw the scrapped talisman paper into the system's recycle bin - one point is also money, highlighting a diligent and thrifty person.
He took out another piece of talisman paper and stuffed a lot of pills into his mouth.
This time she planned to wait for the elixir to be absorbed in her body...
"Boom!"
There was a loud noise in the sky, and the entire Qixing Pavilion shook!
"What's going on?" She suddenly woke up from her thoughts and asked.
Jiang Yunchen: "The mountain-protecting formation is about to be broken."
Zhao Yisu's eyes were slightly bright, as if he just remembered that there was still a war outside, and he quickly patted his face: "Zhao Yisu, you can do it, you can do it, it's just a fourth-grade talisman, use half of the spiritual energy in the spiritual sea, write steadily, If you are careful, you can definitely do it.”
She muttered a few words, knowing that time waits for no one, and immediately took out a blank talisman paper.
Outside the Seven Star Pavilion, Zuo Qiu fixed his gaze on the talisman paper.
It had nothing to do with him that the formation was about to break, or that the mountains were shaking with cries of ghosts and wolves. Apart from staring at the female cultivator, Zuoqiu had forgotten everything.
In the picture, the female cultivator raised her hand.
Spiritual energy flowed out from her fingertips and landed on the blank talisman paper. She started writing smoothly and moved like a dragon. The complicated talisman patterns came to life under her fingers, flowing thousands of miles away. To outsiders, it may seem like a mess, but when she writes, her thoughts are clear and precise.
Rune after rune fell on the rune paper in the most perfect manner. The female cultivator's eyes did not blink, her body was as firm as a rock, and she stood as tall as a green pine. She carefully but not nervously controlled her spiritual energy to ensure that every rune Wendu is nourished by just the right amount of spiritual power, reaching the ultimate efficiency in the use of spiritual power.
Zuoqiu seemed to be able to see the talisman reflected in her pupils on the opposite side. It must be the most perfect and elegant among the fourth-grade talisman. The female nun in the picture has forgotten time, and when Zuoqiu observed her for a long time, he could not help but be transported into the world of absolute concentration.
The dragon travels three thousand miles and writes about mountains and rivers with all its might.
Through the screen, Zuoqiu saw the female cultivator suddenly let out a gentle breath.
She's going to put away her pen!
Zuoqiu's gaze was intense, and his eyes and consciousness had all been focused on the picture. Except for that breath, the female cultivator in the painting had no change in her expression, and the movements of her fingertips were terrifyingly steady. Looking at the talisman paper again, the talisman patterns were shining with inspiration. Under her control, these talisman patterns embraced each other, They entangled each other, and in the blink of an eye, she weaved a magnificent and majestic talisman pattern on the talisman paper.
Pause the pen, slightly raise your wrist, put the pen away, and finish it in one go!
"good!"
"Okay! Okay! Okay!"
As she finished writing, Zuoqiu woke up from a dream and shouted three times in a row. He banged the pillar on the eaves of the corridor next to him, twisting in place with excitement.
"How is this possible... This is impossible! But this is what I have seen with my own eyes! There is such a genius in drawing talismans in this world, and I, Zuoqiu, met... Hahaha! Hahaha! Wuwuwuwu! Hahahahahahahaha !”
Zuoqiu has fallen into madness, laughing sometimes, crying sometimes, manic sometimes, and crazy sometimes.
His heart was entangled with various complicated thoughts, including his dissatisfaction and unwillingness to himself after seeing the genius, his pain of feeling that his nearly thousand years of hard work was not as good as others' rapid progress, and his absolute appreciation and admiration for this person's talisman. The relief and madness that can lead to death one day after hearing the truth...
Full of emotions with no way to vent, Zuo Qiu slapped his palm on the pillar of Qixing Pavilion!
The pillars broke in response, and the entire Seven Star Pavilion trembled, but Zuoqiu didn't care. He had already flown to the top of the attic, leaping back and forth on the round roof, turning in circles, and rushed into the Juling Mountain in the distance before disappearing. Sometimes accompanied by crazy cries and laughter...
This strange scene reached the eyes of the disciples from the Xuandan Palace below.
Everyone looked at each other, wondering what Master Zuoqiu was doing? Senior Zuoqiu has been stationed at Qixing Pavilion for who knows how many years. He always looks lazy and sleepy, not caring about anything. How could he be so crazy today?
"Hold the line!"
I don't know who shouted, and all the disciples woke up as if from a dream, and quickly added a little more strength to the mountain-protecting formation.
In fact, they all knew that the formation could not be defended.
But the scene of Master Lian Xin's self-destruction is still before our eyes, and the disciples' hearts are boiling with blood and fighting spirit is surging!
Inside the Seven Star Pavilion.
Because of Zuoqiu Zhenren's palm, the entire building shook. Several stone troughs on the wall accidentally fell down, and the stone sculpture Rakshasa fell into madness again, chasing Jiang Yunchen and attacking crazily.
Zhao Yisu thought that the formation was about to break, and quickly flew down with the drawn fourth-grade talisman, approaching the crazy Rakshasa: "Get out of the way!"
Jiang Yunchen heard this, his footwork was unpredictable, and he perfectly dodged from Rakshasa's critical attack.
This move was part of Zhao Yisu's Shadow Footwork, and he actually learned it.
Zhao Yisu had no time to take care of this. After Jiang Yunchen stepped back, Rakshasa's attention was all attracted to her, and a critical punch came towards him. Zhao Yisu refused to dodge and retreated, staring at Rakshasa's face. The huge fist was about to rub The moment she stood up, she finally caught Rakshasa's pupil-less eyes.
"town!"
With her fingertips shining brightly, she pointed the newly drawn fourth-grade talisman at Rakshasa's eyes and tapped it gently.
"Creak——"
The Rakshasa immediately stopped in place. Due to the sudden movement, the joints made of stone made a harsh creaking sound. The sixth floor that was shaken by the earth suddenly stopped. The stone grooves on the eight walls also paused, and then moved forward one by one. Retract and become completely parallel to the wall.
Like countless small drawers being pushed back to their original positions, with the disappearance of the stone trough, all the runes in the trough were completely hidden, and the huge stone sculpture of Rakshasa was frozen in place with a critical strike posture.
Zhao Yisu turned around and smiled brightly at Jiang Yunchen: "It's done!"
Jiang Yunchen was shaken by the smile and stood still.
At this time, more violent noises came from outside, and with the earth shaking and the sense of urgency that the formation was about to break, Zhao Yisu urged: "Why are you still standing there? Find the entrance to the next level."
