Starting with Taoist priests from Maoshan to cultivate immortality

The clear, cool spring water flows down from the holes at the edge of the plate, forming a miniature waterfall, which then flows down and gathers into a spring below, creating a continuous cycle.

Reluctance flickered in Master Li's eyes, followed by a resolute expression:

"This is the 'Jade Plate with Flowing Waterfall' left by my grandfather. The spiritual spring inside can quickly restore everyone's spiritual power and is also enough to support the spiritual energy used to make the Mystic Magnetic Talisman."

Surrounded by such a high concentration of spiritual energy, Jiang Yu immediately felt a sense of ease in his breathing.

This spiritual spring is of the same quality as a mid-grade spirit stone, and can greatly accelerate the replenishment of spiritual energy.

Not long after absorbing the spiritual energy, he recovered half of the spiritual energy that he had used up with the Thunder Pestle.

Jiang Yu raised an eyebrow, inwardly thinking more highly of Master Li.

He would normally be very stingy with even a tael of silver, but in this critical moment when his life was at stake, he was surprisingly willing to part with it.

Jiang Yu promised:

"If someone with spiritual roots appears in your family in the future, you can have them come to me, and I will definitely give them a great opportunity."

Master Li was overjoyed:

"Thank you very much, Master Jiang!"

Once this crisis is over, he will take eight concubines and have many children.

Jiang Yu greedily absorbed the spiritual energy gushing from the spiritual spring, his mind racing:

"If I use the spiritual spring water and the flesh of the Tai Sui, wouldn't my cultivation level be able to break through to the third level of Qi Refining?"

Waaah!

A sound of wood clanging caught Jiang Yu's attention.

He looked at Zhao Lei and Zhang Tao, who were bound and unconscious due to their tree-human transformation.

They looked terrible; their faces were swollen and purplish-red from being strangled, and their buttocks were covered in splinters.

Jiang Yu frowned and asked the knowledgeable Kong Zhenhai:

"If this continues, they may lose their lives. I wonder if you, senior, have any way to treat this illness?"

Kong Zhenhai stroked his beard and said:

"They were infected by the tree demon's control seed, which can make people lose consciousness, become puppets, and eventually become the tree demon's food."

Fortunately, the two were not detained for long.

This item is most vulnerable to spiritual fire. Putting the two fellow Daoists inside a wooden barrel and heating it will force out the seed of control.

He took out a bottle of healing pills:

"After taking this bottle of pills, they'll be back to their full potential!"

Tu Meng took the pill, pulled another rogue cultivator along, and volunteered:

"I'll go with this brother. The two of you can stay here to protect Brother Jiang and this fellow Daoist Tuo..."

He had to remove the rows of splinters from Zhang Tao and Zhao Lei's buttocks beforehand.

Otherwise, once the two regained consciousness, they would have fought him to the death.

Xie Qiyun circulated his cultivation technique to recover the spiritual energy he had just consumed.

Jiang Yu and the hunchbacked cultivator began preparing materials for making talismans.

The hunchbacked cultivator observed Jiang Yu's methods of handling materials and nodded in approval.

"Fellow Daoist Jiang has a good grasp of the basics of talisman making."

Given the current extraordinary circumstances, Jiang Yu, who is at the second level of Qi Refining, was asked to help create a mid-grade Xuan Magnetic Talisman.

As a mid-grade first-level talisman master, he inevitably harbored some arrogance.

If Jiang Yu were a novice, it would be a waste of materials and a drag on his progress.

Now that he saw that Jiang Yu's basic skills were quite good, he felt much more at ease.

Holding a jade-tipped brush, he spoke to Jiang Yu with a gentle expression:

"Fellow Daoist Jiang, follow my talisman-making rhythm from the side."

"it is good."

Although Jiang Yu's first-order talisman technique has reached the minor completion stage, there are always people more skilled than him and there is always something beyond his reach.

Perhaps this hunchbacked fellow Daoist is a master of talisman making.

Therefore, Jiang Yu behaved very modestly.

The hunchbacked monk laid out the talisman paper and began to draw the runes of the Xuanci Talisman step by step.

Jiang Yu did not rush to make it, but instead opened his eyes to observe the hunchbacked cultivator's technique.

A minute later, Jiang Yu scratched his head slightly. The hunchbacked cultivator's method of making talismans was not much different from his.

Moreover, his speed is very slow. Although his technique is quite steady, his efficiency becomes extremely low, and the materials consumed increase by at least 50%.

Jiang Yu stopped paying attention and instead followed his own methods.

His expression was solemn. He picked up the talisman brush, his wrist hovering above the talisman paper, his wrist as steady as an old pine tree, and his brush moved like dragons and snakes.

The hunchbacked monk beside him was still slowly making talismans. When he reached the most crucial point of a talisman, the magnetic force surged wildly.

Noisy!

The runes became slightly distorted. The hunchbacked cultivator gripped the rune pen tightly, and with a powerful strike, broke through.

Mid-grade Mystic Magnetic Talisman, complete!

Admiring the finished product, the hunchbacked monk wore a smug expression.

That is to say, he is the one who can be saved even in this situation.

Even if you replace him with another first-tier talisman master, he definitely won't be able to save him; he'll only be relegated to a lower-tier position.

He breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Jiang Yu beside him, wanting to give him some pointers.

After all, a large number of Xuanci talismans were needed this time, and Jiang Yu gave him two or three, which would save him a lot of trouble.

He looked up and frowned slightly.

"I've already finished one painting, while Fellow Daoist Jiang has only made three strokes. When will this one be finished?"

But upon closer inspection, it appeared that there was a finished product next to Jiang Yu.

"Fellow Daoist Jiang has already finished one?" He was startled, but inwardly reassured himself.

"It must be because I haven't drawn for too long, plus the pressure this time, that made me slow down without realizing it."

I need to calm down and speed things up!

The hunchbacked monk smiled, feeling that his ability to withstand pressure had reached a new level.

This time, he deliberately sped up to compare his speed with Jiang Yu's.

Then, he witnessed a scene that left him speechless: Jiang Yu's brush tip flickered with a spiritual light, and he began to draw the third Xuanci talisman with flowing strokes.

"How is this possible?"

The hunchbacked old man was dazed, and nearly dropped the jade brush in his hand.

He saw that Jiang Yu's brushstrokes were skillful, his control over spiritual energy was effortless, and his use of materials was just right.

Even if you gave him another three years, he still couldn't do that.

The hunchbacked cultivator instantly realized that Jiang Yu's talisman-making ability surpassed his own.

In his haste, his pen slipped, causing the magnetic field to become disordered, and he was momentarily at a loss as to what to do.

Jiang Yu, quick-witted and agile, snatched the jade brush and, multitasking, completed the repair for the hunchbacked cultivator.

He smiled:

"That's good."

Their actions drew the attention of Kong Zhenhai and Xie Qiyun.

The hunchbacked monk, not daring to be presumptuous, cupped his hands and asked:

"Has Fellow Daoist Jiang reached the 'Minor Success' stage?"

Jiang Yu smiled faintly:

"I arrived by chance this afternoon."

Upon receiving an affirmative answer, the hunchbacked monk unconsciously pursed his lips.

A feeling of shame welled up from the bottom of my heart:

"Fellow Daoist Jiang has already achieved minor success, and I, ignorant of my own limitations, presumptuously offer unsolicited advice. I have no face to put down."

His face turned bright red.

Xie Qiyun and Kong Zhenhai exchanged a glance:

"So, Fellow Daoist Jiang's talisman-making skills are superior to Fellow Daoist Hunchback's?"

"That can't be! They're two minor realms apart."

Jiang Yu called back the hunchbacked cultivator who had been in a daze:

"Fellow Daoist, let's continue making talismans. Time is running out, and we can't afford to delay any longer."

The hunchbacked monk snapped out of his daze and spoke up:

"Fellow Daoist Jiang, please give me your guidance!"

"No problem!" Jiang Yu nodded, pointing to the mystical magnetic talisman drawn by the hunchbacked cultivator:

"You can do it like this here..."

Jiang Yu explained the mistakes made by the hunchbacked cultivator when making talismans, along with his own insights.

The hunchbacked monk suddenly realized:

"So that's how it can be done!"

Jiang Yu's advice was more valuable than anything he had accumulated over several years.

His face was filled with fervor as he eagerly threw himself into making talismans and testing the new techniques he had just grasped.

Xie Qiyun and Kong Zhenhai looked at each other in bewilderment.

Jiang Yu's talisman-making ability was even stronger than they had anticipated; he was even able to become the teacher of the hunchbacked fellow Daoist.

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