In The World Of Gods

Time flies unconsciously, half a month passed in a blink of an eye.

The food was also replenished three times.

With practice day and night every day, Pointer Talisman's proficiency finally slowly but firmly increased to the proficiency level.

Chen Li didn't want to wait any longer, and officially started making Evil Warding Talisman for the first time.

During this period of time, he has been very familiar with the structure of Evil Warding Talisman, and he has done well in his mind. The simulation of painting has been carried out countless times. Sometimes even dreaming is painting Evil Warding Talisman.

It can be said that everything is ready, everything is ready, just wait for practice.

The pen and ink on the table is ready, and the processed animal skins left by the original owner have been cut out.

Exactly five, lined up with a sense of ceremony on the table.

He quietly closed his eyes and adjusted his breath, waiting for noon to come.

Because the Evil Warding Talisman painting at noon has the highest success rate.

Soon he opened his eyes and stood up.

Started to proficiently enter into the picture talisman, train the heart and pray for ceremony.

He hasn't performed such a tedious ceremony for a long time.

It's like parking, meticulous when you first learn.

When to look at what, what angle to pay attention to, when to turn the steering wheel, and how much to hit.

But if you park a lot, you can feel it.

But today's character is different, he must spare no effort, and there is no room for error.

Feeling in good condition, Chen Li picked up the pen, dipped it in the ink, and started to paint the picture talisman.

"Not good!"

The animal skin emits green smoke and the burnt smell is permeated.

The first one is scrapped.

……

The second one is also scrapped.

Looking at only three pieces of animal skins, his hand holding the pen shook, cold sweat oozing from his forehead, and he stopped quickly.

"Huh!"

He leaned on the back of the chair, rubbed his face vigorously, and then looked at the dark roof in a daze. These days he has been day and night. Expenditure is not only time and energy, but also full of expectations, hope for a better life in the future...

"Where is the problem?"

"The simulation of painting For a while, I’ve done it hundreds of times, and it shouldn’t be a problem."

"The spiritual power delivery is not stable enough? I have drawn so many symbols during this period, and it shouldn’t happen. A kind of low-level mistake..."

He thought hard, and he didn’t even care to pick up the two waste talisman on the table with green smoke, gently erase the scorch marks on them, and study carefully. The structure of these two waste symbols.

The lines above are smooth and natural, and there is still a faint residual spiritual power flowing, and there is no obvious problem.

The two talisman failed places are surprisingly consistent, each time they only draw one-fifth, the spiritual power is out of control inexplicably, and the drawing is no longer possible.

"Is his previous ceremony not religious enough...or is the time wrong?"

The former is not easy to confirm, the latter... he immediately got up and opened the door. It was noon outside at the moment. When the sun is shining, it is undoubtedly a good time to paint Evil Warding Talisman.

It does not seem to be the problem.

He closed the door.

He returned to his position again and sat down in pain.

It's not that he can't accept failure, but can't accept the failure of unfathomable mystery without even knowing the problem.

"There must be something overlooked."

At this moment, he noticed the bottles and cans on the table, and he suddenly divine light flashed.

"Wait, maybe the'ink' is wrong!"

The more he thought about it, the more likely it was. He stood up excitedly, picked up the jar and looked at it one by one. There was no label on it. There is no obvious mark either. Some of them are liquid and some are chalk.

Fortunately, there are only two cans of "Blood Ink".

Either one or the other, a good choice.

In fact, it is not difficult to distinguish these two kinds of blood ink.

One kind of fishy smell is strong, one kind of fishy smell is weak.

One type has obvious spiritual power fluctuations, while the other type is much weaker.

I don't know if it is his good luck or not. Before that, Chen Li picture talisman used the latter.

In order to confirm, he got up and went to read the "Eight Talisman Making Methods" which he had already read countless times.

It was not that he had overlooked this at all, but the description of which kind of blood'ink' to choose, which was not mentioned in the above paragraph.

"This...this author is too much. A talisman book by Qi Refinement Stage is covered up. Such core things can be omitted."

He was a little angry, turned the book to the end, and looked at the author's name.

"Azure robe layman!"

"Remember you."

……

Vent the depression in my heart, Seeing that there was still too much time, Chen Li meditated again and adjusted his breath again. Fortunately, the spiritual power he had consumed before was not much, and it didn't take long for him to adjust himself to the best condition.

All kinds of pre-preparation, pre-ceremony, naturally no need to go into details.

Feeling the peace of mind, Chen Li took a piece of talisman, took the pen and gently dipped it in the brand-new'blood ink', and started writing without hesitation.

The brush strokes are smooth, like clouds and flowing water, without a trace of obstruction, spiritual power is smooth, everything is extremely smooth, and there is no accident during the period.

He forcibly endured the discomfort of being almost taken out of spiritual power, and the whole picture talisman in one go was hearty.

"It's done!"

Watching the rays of light on the surface of talisman gradually dimmed, and finally disappeared, Chen Li's tense spirit relaxed, and the whole person felt collapsed. .

He half-leaned on the reclining chair and looked at the talisman, with a faint smile on his mouth, his body didn't want to move.

He felt strange for his reaction.

Still staying at home, working hard for it half a month day and night, and now finally succeeded, he should have been excited, he should have been excited, not as plain as he is now.

But in fact, he may be happy at this moment, but it is more of the kind of stability that fills the whole body.

He opens the game panel.

[Name: Chen Li]

[lifespan: 98 years old]

[realm: Qi Refinement 3rd floor: 31/100]

[cultivation technique: Longevity Technique Proficiency: 81/200]

[Skill:]

Cultivation technique: Purification Talisman Proficiency: 1/400; Silent technique proficiency: 85/200 ; Pointer Talisman Proficiency: 1/200; Evil Warding Talisman Introduction: 1/100

spell: Spiritual Power Finger Snap Proficiency: 321/400;

sword technique: Introduction to Basic Sword Technique : 5/100

[divine ability: none]

"Finally, we can gain a foothold in this world!" He closed the attribute panel and sighed.

After that, I suddenly felt a little at a loss.

It seems that I have lost my goal.

I didn’t know for a while, what should I do next?

Although this period of time is exhausted and hard, but under the tremendous pressure of survival, the feeling of spare no effort and accomplishing the goal makes him feel extremely fulfilled, as if life has meaning .

Think about it carefully, this feeling has never happened since the college entrance examination was over.

Since I went to college, my life has been completely free of sheep. I am confused until I graduated from college, and then I bump into the society. As for pressure or something, it may be a little pressure to find a girlfriend.

"Forget it, take a bite of the meal and walk step by step, wait until the talisman is made and sold for money, and then make plans."

As for today, he plans to give himself a vacation .

Since the journey to the present, I haven't had a good rest.