My Book of Ten Thousand Jobs in the Godly World

Chapter 98 The Huahuo Alley where the Black Dragon Champion died (5300 big chapters)

"Master, why don't you take a closer look."

The man in the stall next to him had his eyes widened. It was hard to believe that the man in the tiger fur coat in front of him could say such a thing.

"Can you tell what he's drawing?"

"Mountain."

Ling Fu blurted out.

"Hiss~" The man suddenly took a breath of cold air, "You are indeed an expert."

Anyway, when he looked at Ji Yuan's painting, it looked more like water and a bunch of inexplicable ink spots.

This person can actually tell what the painting is at a glance, which is evident.

Ling Fu had no time to care about the man's shock.

He took a closer look at Ji Yuan's painting. He couldn't comment on the quality of the painting, but it did have the meaning of form and spirit.

It is precisely because the painting is not good that it better illustrates the person's talent.

Ling Fu looked at the man's stall and instantly saw the talisman paper at his hand.

"Are you also a talisman master?"

Ling Fu felt happy, but when he saw the man's face, he secretly said it was a pity.

Too old.

Fu Luyi's age requirements are not as strict as those of martial arts.

But it is definitely the best for young people to join this path.

It is malleable and can be practiced for a long time.

If you are 70 or 80 years old, even if you are a genius in this way, you will die of illness after learning it for a year or two, who will be willing to teach you.

"Exactly."

Ji Yuan responded with a smile.

The person in front of me can tell from a distance that what I am painting is unusual, and its level is certainly not low.

Regarding the saying of 'sensitive person' in [Embodiment]. Ji Yuan thought that they were a group of people with transcendent spiritual power.

Among the people, this is true for painters like Er Zhuang, Wei Zhi and others who practice ghost eyes in the corpse department, and talisman masters who draw talismans, and they also have requirements for mental strength or spiritual power.

It's just that ordinary talisman masters, like most of the people who draw relief talismans at today's talisman temple fairs, cannot and cannot mobilize their own spiritual power.

Most of the talismans use spiritual blood as ink, and Ji Yuan thinks there are many tricks.

It uses spiritual blood to replace the output of spiritual power. Generally, a talisman master can create a talisman with just a little guidance.

Advanced talisman masters should be able to replace spiritual blood with spiritual power when drawing talismans.

of course,

These are all the guesses and questions Ji Yuan had while painting the symbols.

But the man in the tiger fur coat in front of him must be an expert.

"Hey, what are you thinking about?"

Ling Fu smiled and looked at Ji Yuan, who was in a daze.

He suddenly noticed Ji Yuan's hands holding the pen. The skin on their hands was extremely tender.

Compared with the middle-aged face on his face, he is very abrupt.

Ji Yuan smiled and said a "funeral song" to the man in front of him, and found that the man moved with ease.

He then said, "I was wondering who the master who could see the deep meaning in my paintings at a glance would be from."

Ling Fu became interested in the person in front of him.

He came forward and sat side by side with Ji Yuan.

"Girl, come inside."

Ling Fu waved to the girl and led her into the stall.

The flow of people outside was like an airtight wall, and the man and his companions beside him began to be busy selling his pastries.

"Where do you think I am from?"

Ling Fu asked with interest.

Ji Yuan said calmly, "In Heishi County... I have never heard of a person like you."

"But you don't have a foreign accent. Either you are a big shot who left Blackstone County and came back. Or... you are a ghost in the two hundred miles of mountains and forests."

"Hahaha..." Ling Fu chuckled twice, "Are the ghosts in Blackstone County so rampant?"

"Dare you run rampant in the city?"

"That's true." Ji Yuan gave a vague answer, "Some time ago, many corpse caves were discovered in the city."

"Everyone in the city knows."

"Really?" Ling Fu frowned, pretending to be shocked.

"But I see that Chengfang City is quite lively right now."

"It was a wealthy and generous businessman who came from the county town and organized this grand event."

"Oh~ thanks for letting me know."

Ling Fu suddenly realized, his eyes wandering around Ji Yuan's body.

Finally slowly withdraw it.

"Do you know why I praise your painting?" Ling Fu asked.

Ji Yuan nodded and said firmly, "Because my paintings are tangible."

The girl looked at Ji Yuan's firm eyes, and the corners of her mouth twitched uncontrollably.

But Ling Fu's eyes lit up.

"It seems like you didn't hit him by mistake, let alone without knowing it."

Ling Fu felt more and more itchy.

"You draw a talisman and let me see it."

Ji Yuan nodded, opened the altar and poured out the spiritual blood, which was two kilograms in one breath.

This scene made the girl's eyelids jump.

"Pour so much at once?"

Ling Fu also frowned a little, "You are too rough."

"Although the spiritual blood can be boiled and reheated when it is cold, some spiritual blood will still be wasted in this process."

"Who taught you the drawing symbols?"

Ling Fu was a little angry. He was rich and heroic.

But when it comes to drawing symbols, he is serious, harsh, and stingy.

Ji Yuan's act of absorbing so much spiritual blood in one breath was tantamount to a waste.

This made him very unhappy.

But Ji Yuan turned a deaf ear.

Lighting the fire, boiling the ink, adding ingredients, grinding the ink, laying the paper...the actions are all done in one go.

"What a quick move."

The girl also noticed something unusual at this moment. The person in front of her moved too fast.

Ling Fu sneered, "Can you draw a talisman so fast?"

then.

He saw Ji Yuan raise his hand and write.

Swish, swish, and start drawing fiercely.

He kept writing and his eyes didn't seem to be on the paper.

When one talisman is completed, the left hand immediately takes out the talisman and replaces it with the next one.

So confident!

Ling Fu admired in his heart.

He looked at the finished salvation talisman.

Tangible and fairly standard.

It's just that the Fu Zhuan script is too rigid and lacks soul.

Thoughts flow.

Ji Yuan's second rescue talisman has also been completed.

hiss……

Ling Fu looked at the two painted talismans. They were almost identical, as if they were printed from the same mold.

The third, fourth, fifth...

Ling Fu looked at each talisman one by one.

The talisman master in front of him was extremely precise every time he wrote.

And every talisman is complete.

There is always that presence.

So fast, this guy is so fast.

In just one hour, Ji Yuan had already drawn ten relief talismans.

Ling Fu on the side was already stunned.

Is this how the talisman is drawn? !

He stepped forward and picked up the talisman, comparing them one by one.

I read it right, every talisman is exactly the same.

Nothing wrong.

He looked at Ji Yuan again, his eyes sparkling, as if the ten talismans had been painted without any consumption.

"Do you usually draw talisman at this speed?"

Ling Fu couldn't believe it.

"No."

Ji Yuan shook his head.

Usually, half an hour is enough to draw ten rescue talismans.

It took an hour to finish the painting because the spiritual blood became cold after an hour.

He wanted to take longer to finish the painting.

pity……

One hour is not your limit, but the limit of your spiritual blood.

Ji Yuan was not willing to waste spiritual blood.

Ling Fu breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good, otherwise I would have doubts about my former talismans."

He gave a wry smile.

Then he said seriously, "Boy, how about I teach you a trick?"

Ji Yuan was stunned. He didn't expect this person to say such words suddenly.

"I can't ask for it."

Ji Yuan didn't hesitate.

A smile appeared on Ling Fu's lips, "I can't teach others how to draw talismans easily."

"But if there is talent, I am willing to teach him how to do it."

"Your boy's speed at drawing talismans is so fast that I can't believe it."

"But the talisman you drew is so soulless."

"The talisman also needs to have spirit, that is, form and spirit."

"In martial arts, there are bone-forging diagrams. The true meaning of the martial arts of the tyrannical warrior is engraved into the scroll. The true meaning alone can penetrate the bones and blood and achieve the amazing effect of tempering the muscles and bones."

"The same goes for talismans."

"Especially high-grade talismans, they require the infusion of tangible gods to become talismans, otherwise they are just a piece of waste paper."

"Countless talisman masters just can't feel the form and spirit, and they can only draw some entry-level talismans such as salvation talismans throughout their lives."

"You are different, you are talented."

"And when you meet me today, you are even more lucky."

He motioned to Ji Yuan and asked Ji Yuan to move away from the table.

Ji Yuan started boiling two ounces of spiritual blood again.

Ling Fu walked to the wooden case, with Ji Yuan and the girl on the left and right.

The moment he stood in front of the case.

Ling Fu's expression became more serious.

Not long after, after Ji Yuan was ground into ink, Ling Fu moved instantly.

The moment the pen fell, a simple stroke made Ji Yuan feel that a black dragon was born on the talisman paper.

The formation of the talisman seal is the continuous growth of the black dragon.

Travel on the 'earth' between the square inches of talisman paper.

Snapped!

As soon as he stopped writing, the 'living creatures' on the rescue talisman in front of him instantly froze.

It's like it's sealed on paper.

The amulet for rescuing suffering is still the same amulet for rescuing suffering.

But the talisman on it and the talisman drawn by Ji Yuan himself seemed to be two completely different kinds of talismans. It's like the difference between Song Script and Cursive Script.

And this rescue talisman really gave Ji Yuan a different feeling.

If I have to describe it.

It just has vitality.

Ji Yuan thought of the puppet talisman.

How can a talisman turn into a puppet that you can control for thirty seconds?

It's probably because a master like him in front of him injects soul into it.

"What do you see?" Ling Fu asked.

"Fu seems to have come to life." Ji Yuan said truthfully.

"It seems that you have seen the magic of the talisman I drew."

Ling Fu looked at Ji Yuan's shocked expression and was very satisfied.

"Remember this feeling, then keep thinking about it and mastering it."

"This feeling can only be felt but cannot be expressed in words."

"The talisman is tangible, but the talisman in your hand can have thousands of forms."

"There are fonts for words, and there are also talismans and seals. Be casual and don't be so rigid."

Ling Fu looked at Ji Yuan and said, "Whenever the talisman you drew comes to life, it will be considered complete."

"When the time comes, you can come to the county to find me."

"My name is Ling Fu, and everyone with dignity in the county recognizes me."

After saying that, Ling Fu stood up gracefully and walked out of the shed.

"How long do you think it will take him?" the girl asked in a low voice beside her.

"Five years, ten years, maybe forever."

Ling Fu disagreed, "I said, this path depends on talent."

After he said that, he turned around and went to the man's bun stall.

"Three meat buns."

Ling Fu said.

"Okay, three buns, three cents."

The man enthusiastically wrapped the bun and handed it over, and then he saw a broken piece of silver thrown into his hand.

He quickly picked up his small silver scale and was about to weigh it.

Ling Fu had already turned around and left with the girl.

"Master, I haven't asked you for any money yet."

A few steps away, Ling Fu sneered, "I'll reward you with the rest."

"Thank you sir."

The man immediately beamed.

"This man is designated as the big boss from the county, and he is generous in his dealings."

"Three buns made you earn dozens of coins."

Several people around him admired him greatly.

Then he started shouting vigorously.

Because the rich man from the county town in sight had not gone far, he was just wandering around in this alley.

From time to time, he spends money like water and buys various snacks to satisfy the cravings of himself and the girls around him.

Ji Yuan glanced at it for a few times, then lowered his head and continued painting.

He recalled what Ling Fu had just said.

Try to make the Suffering Talisman 'come alive'.

It's not easy to just make a talisman come alive.

Ji Yuan looked at the talisman left by Ling Fu at hand, kept thinking about it, and then put pen to paper.

Unfortunately,

What he drew was only the relief talisman after triggering [Embodiment].

too difficult.

"Fortunately, my talent can still grow."

Ji Yuan was not discouraged.

Since you can’t learn it in a while, let’s wait until you get [Transmission].

And this Ling Fu, as long as he is not a ghost, it will be fine.

Most of them are masters from the county who want to visit.

As for the other party, it was the reinforcements invited by the Mortuary Department or something.

Ji Yuan thinks it's unlikely.

This guy is too high-profile.

Wearing a tiger fur coat is enough to show off, and shopping is even more lavish.

You get what you pay for, and you don't even have to ask about the price. He also spontaneously taught a stranger how to draw talisman.

If this person is a reinforcement, then all we can say is...

The people in the Mortuary Department are so clever.

After Ji Yuan drew a few pictures, he began to sit cross-legged on the spot, took out a Treasure Soul Pill from his arms and put it into his mouth, then silently recited the spiritual world technique, and directly escaped into the spiritual world to practice.

Being in Xiachengfang City, naturally one cannot box in the street.

Ji Yuan simply improved his spiritual power.

This practice lasted until noon.

After reaching the rat eye level, Ji Yuan's speed of absorbing spiritual power in the spiritual world has obviously become faster.

And it has the blessing of many treasure soul pills.

Ji Yuan's spiritual power grew at a terrifying rate.

Three hundred leaves, Ji Yuan replaced two hundred leaves with tiger marrow wine and treasure soul pill.

The same ten pills, Ji Yuan luxuriously decided to use them up in a month.

Such a huge investment will naturally have significant results.

If others are like water in a small river, Ji Yuan's spiritual power growth is like the force of the ocean.

Feeling the size of the spiritual power ball.

"It's just around the corner to reach the Eagle Eye level."

Ji Yuan slowly opened his eyes and was about to get up and take a rest.

Then I saw Meng Minglei leading the Wolf Gang, dragging several big rice buckets over.

The aroma of meat mixed with the aroma of rice makes everyone around look greedy.

Meng Minglei cleared his throat and said to everyone, "Fellow talisman masters, on behalf of the Wolf Gang and Boss Wei, I am here to tell you the rules of this talisman temple fair."

"This talisman temple fair lasts for one month. During this period, whoever draws the most rescue talismans will be the number one winner. The prize for the top prize is the high-quality spiritual blood brought by Lord Wei from the county."

"According to Shopkeeper Wei, if you draw a talisman with spiritual blood, the power of the talisman can be increased by 30%!"

"Spiritual blood can also increase the power?" The Talisman masters around him were dumbfounded. They didn't know the difference between high-grade spiritual blood and ordinary spiritual blood.

Ji Yuan heard about it for the first time.

Meng Minglei in the distance paused and continued, "Whoever draws many and beautiful talismans is Tanhua."

"The treasure of Tanhua is a famous painting collected by Shopkeeper Wei. It is said to be an authentic work by a palace painter, and its paintings can make people immerse themselves in the scene."

"Whoever draws the most skillful and high-quality rescue talisman will be ranked second."

"The second place is not based on quantity, you can only choose one."

"The lucky head is a stack of talisman paper soaked in purple sun grass liquid. Please go to the Qingshan Mountain to see the consecration. It took 37 and 21 days to form."

When Meng Minglei said this, he laughed twice, "Don't look at all the gimmicks I mentioned. Although this thing sounds very powerful, Shopkeeper Wei said that these are some spiritual talisman papers that are not easy to burn in the fire. See It’s also not easy to get wet with water. It’s not easy to rot either.”

"Some nobles from aristocratic families who like to collect like to use this talisman paper to write family trees. Or they can carry some precious talismans as family heirlooms."

"Anyway, those rich men are willing to spend money to buy these."

"We won't need it, but we can definitely get some money in exchange."

Everyone understands.

Ji Yuan among the crowd was very interested in these things.

Paintings that can make people immerse themselves in the scene are what the [spiritual box] needs.

There is also the spiritual paper in the second place, which is simply tailor-made for me.

Suddenly a voice sounded, "What if I draw many, beautiful and high-quality talismans and win?"

Hearing this, everyone present laughed.

Meng Minglei also smiled and said, "As long as you have this ability, it's not impossible for you to be the No. 1 pick, No. 3 pick, or No. 2 pick!"

"Okay." The man responded confidently.

Meng Minglei continued, "In the next month, our Wolf Gang will be responsible for the food of all the Talisman masters in Xiachengfang City."

"It can be regarded as a show of friendship to the landlord."

"If there is any lack of care, please be patient."

"If you have any questions, people from my Wolf Gang are everywhere, just ask them."

"it is good!"

"Young Master Meng is a bright man!"

Everyone applauded Meng Minglei one after another.

After that, Meng Minglei started to put the food.

Not long after, Meng Minglei personally ran to Ji Yuan carrying a wooden bowl of rice.

"Mr. Li, your meal."

Ji Yuan quickly took it and said, "You don't have to come in person."

"You don't have to be polite to me." Meng Minglei was so enthusiastic that he almost fed the food into Ji Yuan's mouth.

The two of them were polite again.

Ji Yuan persuaded Meng Minglei to promise not to come in person, but to have his men deliver the food.

For fear of neglecting myself.

After eating, Ji Yuan slowly began to draw.

This time he painted extremely slowly.

After eating, he also painted extremely seriously.

At the same time, he put Ling Fu's talisman aside. The talisman of the Ku Ku talisman looked like a black dragon.

Ji Yuan couldn't help but admire Ling Fu's incredible skills every time he watched it.

Looking at the painting of this talisman, he felt that his painting skills seemed to have improved.

"Landscape painting +1"

The ink appears at the bottom of the scroll.

Ji Yuan was stunned for a moment.

But as soon as I thought about it, on the progress bar under my [Painter] in the Wanshi Book, the landscape painting did add one.

This landscape painting that I drew slowly was recognized by Wanzhishu!

Ji Yuan had an instant epiphany.

It is difficult to draw well, but it is not difficult to draw like it.

As long as you spend a little more time, Wan Zhishu will always recognize the paintings you draw.

I was too impatient before.

Ji Yuan's discovery instantly made him energetic.

after that,

Ji Yuan ate and slept in the stall for three days and three nights.

Draw talismans, draw pictures, and then practice spiritual world arts.

In three days, he drew more than 40 talismans.

He also looked around at the speed of other talisman masters in drawing talismans. Drawing six or seven talismans in one day was already the limit.

My own number is far ahead.

Late night on the fourth day.

Ji Yuan has already completed twenty-five landscape paintings, and the pace is still increasing.

clap clap clap...

Just as Ji Yuan was about to go to sleep, a figure covered in blood ran towards this side holding something in his arms.

The crisp sound of treading puddles was particularly harsh late at night.

But the people on both sides of the road seemed to be dead.

Unaware.

No one woke up.

Looking at the person in front of him, Ji Yuan frowned.

(End of this chapter)