Immortal Master Invincible

Chapter 148 Accident
For the next two days, Fang Xiaonan dreamed that he was drawing various Taoist symbols every night, and even after waking up, he could clearly remember the appearance of those Taoist symbols and how to draw them.

After Fang Xiaonan took a deep breath, he finally began to face up to whether it was really possible for him to become an intermediate talisman within three months and draw an intermediate soul-gathering talisman.

Closing his eyes, he recalled Mr. Huang's experience of drawing Taoist talismans in his memory, and re-felt the scenes in yesterday's dream again. Fang Xiaonan finally decided to give it a try.

Facing the 3 to [-] yuan in his card, Fang Xiaonan was a little speechless.

Although I decided to try, I didn't even seem to have enough money to buy materials.

"What? Borrow money from me?" Jin Yanxiu, who was scooping up a spoonful of rice and was about to put it in her mouth, blinked her beautiful big eyes in a daze, and even forgot to eat the rice in the spoon, said in amazement : "You rich man, you still borrow money from me?"

"That's right, I'm very poor now, but I'm in a hurry to use the money!" Fang Xiaonan shrugged and said.

"You earned 1000 million from Zhang Genhao just a few days ago, and you are borrowing money from me now?" Jin Yanxiu looked at Fang Xiaonan with a mocking face, and said, "You are not planning to find a reason to cheat the 200 million back. Bar?"

"I don't want 200 million, just 20!" Fang Xiaonan said with a helpless smile.

Hearing Fang Xiaonan's words, the strange look on Jin Yanxiu's face became stronger, and she stared at Fang Xiaonan for a long time before saying: "Okay, I'll transfer 20 to your card later! But what about your money?" What did you spend? More than 1000 million yuan, even if you go to the big health care every day, you can’t spend so much money, right?”

"Big health care?" Fang Xiaonan opened his mouth, looked at Jin Yanxiu and said in surprise: "You still know this?"

Jin Yanxiu blushed, hurriedly buried her head to eat, and hummed: "Why don't I know, there are not many good guys among you guys now!"

"Uh..." Fang Xiaonan could only be speechless for a while.

With the 20 from Jin Yanxiu, Fang Xiaonan went to the secret store again.

The secret store has all the general utensils, but Fang Xiaonan picked the cheapest set of talisman drawing utensils, but it cost [-] to [-].

Seeing that the 20 yuan he just got disappeared immediately, Fang Xiaonan regretted not buying a set last time in the market; the same talisman pen made of silver fox tail hair plus a knife special talisman paper and a jar of cinnabar Mo, remember the price tag is only 15.

If I had known that I would have thirty or forty thousand left after I bought it.

But when I got home, after frying a can of tiger soup at night, Fang Xiaonan suddenly smiled wryly again. It doesn’t make sense that people who can take medicine for a day can eat millions of people. ah.

With the talisman pen and tools, Fang Xiaonan calmed down and practiced making talismans.

The reason why I say practice rather than study is because he knows how, he has inherited most of Mr. Huang's experience, and knows all the processes and techniques of making and drawing talismans; all he needs is practice.

This is the first time that the study has come in handy.

I found an inkstone, poured some cinnabar ink into it, then took out the talisman paper and talisman pen, and put them on the desk.

Sitting in front of the desk, imitating Xiao Nan's concentration and calmness, after confirming that his mind is stable and calm, he picked up the talisman brush and dipped it in ink, took a light breath, and poured the innate spiritual energy in his body into the tip of the pen, and the whole stroke of the evil talisman came to mind Only then did he lightly write on the talisman paper.

The evil talisman is the most basic dao talisman of the talisman. Generally, talisman masters start to learn and draw from this dao talisman.

The talisman pen in his hand seemed familiar yet unfamiliar, and the pen was like a snake. First of all, the strokes were smooth, but this evil talisman, imitating Xiaonan, had only drawn a third of it, and the pen in his hand froze slightly. With a single ink dot, he sighed lightly and threw the talisman paper into the wastebasket beside him.

This talisman needs to be in harmony with the spirit and meaning, and pay attention to the spirit and smoothness of the brushwork. Once it is stagnant, it will fail [-]% of the time.

Gently pulled out the second piece of talisman paper, imitating Xiaonan to concentrate again, and then picked up the pen again.

However, this second time is still the same. Nearly halfway through, the writing stagnates and fails again.

Even though he knew the way of running talismans, he was in harmony with God, but he failed twice in a row, Fang Xiaonan was still a little anxious.

In the memory and feeling, it shouldn't be like this, even in the dream, it is smooth and free, and any Taoist talisman is done in one go, and there is no failure at all.

This forcefully calmed down, and imitated Xiaonan to draw another picture, but this time it was even worse, and it was only one third of the time.

Looking at the Taoist talisman that was only a third of the way in front of him, Fang Xiaonan took a deep breath, put down the talisman pen in his hand, closed his eyes, and finally stopped writing.

After resting on the chair like this for nearly half an hour, Fang Xiaonan finally opened his eyes slowly, picked up the pen, and dipped it in ink. Put a pen on the talisman paper again.

This time it felt good, and it was only in the last quarter that the writing appeared stagnant.

Fang Xiaonan, who has roughly figured out the context, is really in no hurry for this meeting, and calmly and slowly waved it, no longer impatient.

In this way, finally on the seventh time, a complete evil talisman appeared on the desk.

It's just that at this time, more than half of the innate spiritual energy in the body has been consumed; while Fang Xiaonan is delighted, he is also slightly regretful.

This is just the most basic Dao talisman, and I have Mr. Huang's huge experience, and the talisman I used was a good standard talisman sold in a secret store at the beginning; it is so exhausting, no wonder those talismans Even a magician would not want to spend so much energy on learning the Soul Gathering Talisman, which is not widely used.

After a little breath adjustment, Fang Xiaonan continued to write.

This time the first one failed; the second one continued to fail until the fourth one finally succeeded again.

After two successes, Fang Xiaonan finally got a rough feeling.

The fifth time I picked up a pen, it was done in one stroke, and it was done again.

Next, strike while the iron is hot and fail twice.

Then for the eighth time, it became...

After spending most of the night looking at the four evil spirit talismans on the table, Fang Xiaonan let out a long sigh of relief; it seems that there is still hope.

After taking a bath, Fang Xiaonan fell asleep, and the images of various talisman making appeared in his mind again. All kinds of Taoist talismans came at hand, not only some middle-level Taoist talismans, but also some high-level Taoist talismans. It's all done in one go.

However, this dream only lasted for a period of time this time before it began to change.

The imitation Xiaonan in the dream, after drawing a talisman for a while, seemed a little tired, stopped the pen in his hand, put down the talisman brush casually, and walked slowly towards the outside.

It was dark outside the door, and the environment seemed familiar yet unfamiliar; in the darkness, a slender girl with a vague appearance walked slowly.

Following the faint but familiar fragrance in the air, the two became entangled unknowingly.

The girl's slender and slender legs tightly hooked the strong and strong waist, moaning in a low voice: "Xiao Nan...Xiao Nan..."

"Hmm...Yanxiu..."

At this moment, the biological clock punctually woke up Fang Xiaonan, who had a distended abdomen.

Dazedly looking out of the window that was already faintly bright, Fang Xiaonan slowly and completely woke up, it turned out to be a dream...

Seeing his hard and raised head as before, Fang Xiaonan smiled wryly, although he always arranges his time tightly so that he has no time to think about other things; Qi, under the action of the world of mortals, has gradually begun to remind some not special vigilance.

It's just that it was Jin Yanxiu who appeared in my dream, not Lin Xiaolei... It's not surprising that Fian Xiaonan.

The feelings for Lin Xiaolei are pure and dreamy; but the relationship with Jin Yanxiu is real and close.

Jumping up, he washed his face with cold water to calm down his feverish mind. After washing, Fang Xiaonan continued to go into the kitchen to decoct medicine.

Although these influences exist, one cannot stop practicing because of choking.

After all, this is the root, and everything else is just side effects.

After class in the morning, Fang Xiaonan strode towards the cafeteria while thinking about the problem of drawing Taoist talismans.

Last night, he already had a [-]-[-]% success rate in drawing the evil spirit talisman, and today he planned to go back and practice a few more times.

As long as the success rate increases to [-]%, you can continue to try to draw the evil-breaking talisman.

Compared with the evil warding talisman, this evil-breaking talisman was twice as difficult. If the evil-breaking talisman was successful, it almost meant that he had the strength of a junior talisman master.

Fang Xiaonan was thinking about how to draw the evil-breaking talisman, when suddenly a person in front of him rushed over with big strides, and the two of them collided.

The person rushing forward with big strides seemed to have the upper hand, but even if Fang Xiaonan didn't pay attention for a while, how could ordinary people knock him down?

There was only a sound of "Ouch", and the man sat back and fell to the ground.

Fang Xiaonan was taken aback for a moment, and when he looked up, he saw a girl sitting on the ground holding her ankle, her face full of pain.

"Eh? Are you okay!" After being taken aback for a while, Fang Xiaonan stepped forward quickly, wanting to check the girl's ankles, but the girl was struggling to stand up from the ground at this moment, wrinkled Frowning and shaking his head, he said, "It's okay!"

After all, the girl continued to stride forward.

But she just took a step, and as soon as her feet landed, she groaned again and fell headlong forward.

Fang Xiaonan hurriedly took a step forward, blocked the girl, and vainly shielded the girl in front of her chest.

The girl just slammed her head on his chest, so she was not injured at all.

"Are you... all right!" Fan Xiaonan put his hands on the girl's shoulders, smelling the faint fragrance from the girl's neck, suddenly there seemed to be some stagnation in his throat.

"what happened?"

The girl's face turned red all of a sudden, and instantly dispelled the feeling that she still felt the warmth of the other's embrace just now, and the smell was so good, and a faint shame and anger surged in her heart.

And I felt that the other party's hands were grabbing my shoulders, still pressing on his chest, as if he didn't want to let go; this heart became even more angry, this pervert @狼!
Feeling the other party's struggle, Fang Xiaonan came back to his senses, his face turned red when he realized what happened, and he quickly let go.

But as soon as he let go of his hand, there was a "slap", and he was slapped on the face.
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Forgot to check, only found out this morning that a section was missing, just added it

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(End of this chapter)