We are cannon fodder, and we are leading the way in cultivating immortals.

Ling Lan came over and handed her a cup of tea, and comforted her with a gentle voice, "It's normal for this situation to happen. It's already pretty good that you can draw a complete talisman without trying a few times."

"I will try again."

Wen Xiangyi took the tea and drank it in one gulp, then stood up and patted his clothes, then picked up the cinnabar pen and tried again.

Ling Lan was afraid of disturbing her, so she stood silently watching her movements without saying anything.

I don't know if it was because of the numbness of the pain, but this time Wen Xiangyi clearly felt that the pain in his consciousness was reduced a bit, and it was not as obvious as before.

This time she drew the flame talisman without using half a stick of incense, and the talisman paper still bloomed with a burst of light just like before.

Wen Xiangyi held the pen and looked at it quietly for a while. When he found that the talisman paper did not burn up like before, his eyes immediately lit up.

She was about to say that she succeeded, but the next moment, the talisman burned again, as if she was deliberately teasing him, and she feinted.

Even though Wen Xiangyi was mentally prepared, she still couldn't help cursing in her heart when she saw this scene.

She wiped away the fresh nosebleed, sniffed, dipped in cinnabar and started painting again.

While drawing the talisman, she remembered that the ancient Tianfu Lu mentioned the technique of using blood to draw the talisman, and couldn't help but muttered, "Can this thing be drawn with nosebleeds? It feels like it's a waste for me to have so many nosebleeds."

Ling Lan's eyes widened when she heard this, "Using blood to draw talismans is a method that only demon cultivators or evil cultivators can use. Don't learn from it and be careful of going astray and being attacked by the spiritual energy."

After he finished speaking, he paused for a moment, and suddenly realized that Wen Xiangyi was distracted thinking about these things without stopping his movements. He couldn't help shouting, "Concentrate, don't multitask."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wen Xiangyi's talisman was drawn.

The two of them looked at the glowing talisman and felt inexplicably nervous.

Wen Xiangyi held the pen, her palms were sweating. This time her movements were much more skillful than the previous two times. If the talisman paper spontaneously ignites again, there must be an error somewhere in the middle.

After waiting for half a cup of tea, there was still no sign of the talisman burning. Wen Xiangyi's eyes lit up again. She knew she had succeeded this time!
Ling Lan also smiled, walked over and picked up the talisman paper, "Generally, if the talisman paper does not spontaneously ignite after two or three minutes, it proves that the talisman painting is successful."

"I finally took the first step to success, and I'm one step closer to becoming a tenth-level Talisman Master!"

Wen Xiangyi was so excited that he almost jumped three feet in the air. Who knew, this sense of accomplishment was just like cramming in to review before an exam and finally passing it!
Ling Lan smiled and said, "Would you like to try the effect of this talisman?"

Wen Xiangyi pressed his hand, shook his head and said, "No need for now. After I draw a few more pictures, we will go to the yard for the interview. I'm afraid the room will be set on fire."

Seeing that Wen Xiangyi was sweating profusely and looking tired, Ling Lan couldn't help but advise, "Drawing the talisman is very mentally draining. Why don't you take a break before drawing? Don't rush for success."

"Don't worry, I have my own sense of proportion. Now that I feel better, I have to practice more, otherwise I will fail again later."

After saying that, Wen Xiangyi took a few sips of tea, then picked up the cinnabar pen and started drawing excitedly.

Seeing Wen Xiangyi's confident look, Ling Lan didn't try to persuade her any more. She found a chair and sat down. She propped her chin up with one hand and carefully studied the way she drew the talisman to see if there was anything she could give her some guidance on. of.Wen Xiangyi had found the trick, and the speed this time was faster than the previous two times. After she finished drawing one picture, she put it aside without caring whether it was burning, and continued to draw the next one.

After drawing four pictures in a row, she finally couldn't stand it any longer. She threw the pen away and slumped on the ground, gasping for air. Her body was already soaked with sweat.

As expected, drawing talismans is a tiring and physically demanding task. It not only consumes spiritual consciousness and mental energy, but also consumes spiritual energy.

To Wen Xiangyi's great relief, none of these talismans spontaneously ignited, and all of them succeeded.

And not all of these four talismans are the same. Only two of them are fire talismans, and the other two are the divine walking talisman and the water-bending talisman.

She originally drew it with the mentality of giving it a try, but she didn't expect that after the experience of previous failures, she succeeded immediately even in drawing a new talisman this time.

What surprised her the most was that every time she drew another talisman, the tingling sensation of her consciousness was reduced. By the time she drew the fourth talisman, except for a little dizziness, there was almost no tingling sensation at all.

Ling Lan stood up and walked over, picked up the talisman and looked at it, with a surprised expression on her body, and praised without hesitation, "You actually drew two different ones, how awesome! You are a role model for us. A role model for our generation!”

By this time, the nosebleed had stopped. Wen Xiangyi untied the handkerchief on his face, cleaned it with the dust-removing technique, folded it and put it aside. He gently rubbed his nose and smiled at Ling Lan, "Let's go out and try it out." Try the effect.”

Ling Lan pulled her up, picked up the talismans and said, "Let's go."

When she arrived in the yard, Wen Xiangyi took out a fire talisman first. With excitement in her heart and trembling hands, she injected a bit of spiritual power into it with anticipation and threw it far away into an open space.

However, the talisman floated in the air for a while, and then landed on the ground very leisurely, without anything happening.

"Ah this..."

Wen Xiangyi frowned, so is it another way of failure now?
Although there is no spontaneous combustion, nothing can be released. It is equivalent to a piece of waste paper painted with cinnabar, which is too narrow to wipe your butt.

Ling Lan was not surprised. This happened to him when he was learning to draw talismans.

At that time, he was in a similar state to Wen Xiangyi. He insisted on drawing several talismans, and his body was exhausted. He didn't take a good rest, so he ran to experiment excitedly, only to find that none of them worked.

right!Not a single one!

At that time, he was very glad that he didn't use it to show off right away. Otherwise, when he was fighting with others and threw a piece of torn paper out, the scene would have been so embarrassing.

Others used explosive talismans to injure the other party, but he used a piece of torn paper to injure the other party.

"It's okay, it's okay. This is normal. You can try something else." He patted Wen Xiangyi's shoulder reassuringly.

Wen Xiangyi nodded, picked up another flame talisman, injected it with spiritual power, and threw it out.

This time the flame talisman burned in the air, but it still did not turn into a fireball and fly away like Ling Lan's painting. It burned to ashes and was blown away by the wind.