After Wu Yanchang left, Xian Canglan poured out a large number of things from the storage ring, took out the refining hammer and hammered it continuously, and began to prepare other items to make talismans. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

In just ten minutes, Wu Yanchang hurried back, with a wave of his hand, a large cheetah with a piebald cheetah nearly six meters long fell to the ground out of thin air, without the slightest damage to his body, but his neck had already been broken, and blood kept gushing out of his mouth and nose.

This leopard, a few years ago, was still a mortal species on the earth, lived in the soul realm for a few years, and has advanced to become a real primordial beast, if it is tens of hundreds of years, it is not uncommon to grow into a spirit beast.

At this time, there were already seven or eight strange tools in front of Xian Canglan, but they all looked similar in shape to the talisman tools mentioned in the "Qingwei Spell Encyclopedia".

Xian Canglan picked up a sharp knife no more than five inches long from the table, and then turned around and grabbed it, and the leopard was suspended in the air, and after walking around the leopard, Xian Canglan raised the sharp knife and waved it several times in a row, only to see red light blades flying out of the sharp knife and cutting into the cheetah's body.

As strings of blood beads splashed out of the cheetah's body, a half-meter-square piece of skin flew up from the cheetah's waist and abdomen.

Xian Canglan grabbed this piece of skin in his hand, felt it with his divine sense, nodded with satisfaction, and then spread this piece of skin on the table, picked up another tool to carefully shave the hair and flesh on the skin, and finally got a piece of clean animal skin that was snow-white and soft, and also exuded a faint fluctuation of vitality.

Then, Xian Canglan used another tool to begin to inspect and measure the hide, and then used a knife to cut off several square strips the size of a palm on the hide.

Yang Ling watched Old Man Xian's movements with interest.

These steps have been described in detail in the "Qingwei Mantra Encyclopedia", Yang Ling has also seen them, and they all remember them clearly, but he will definitely not be as skilled as Old Man Xian.

Although refining tools and talisman making are not a system, they are similar in the basic processing of many materials, which seems to be familiar to Old Man Xian.

The old man picked up several pieces of animal skins that had been cut and examined them carefully, then selected one of them and placed it on top of something that looked like an induction cooker, and as a flame of vitality rose, the animal skin floated in the pale red flame and tumbled gently, and after a few minutes, it slowly turned into a piece of snow-white paper about two millimeters thick and three inches long and two inches wide.

The surrounding group of Taoist priests and magicians were dazzled by Xian Canglan's series of movements as if performing a magic trick, and they all stared at them in amazement and opened their mouths wide, almost able to stuff a big duck egg.

Xian Canglan sighed lightly, flipped through the animal skin paper in his hand and handed it to Yang Ling with a smile, "Yang Daoyou, good luck, this is a piece of Yuan Qi rune paper, and then you just need to draw the correct spell." ”

Yang Ling took it and swept it, and indeed felt the pure vitality fluctuation from the animal skin talisman paper, which was similar to what was described in the book, so he happily returned to Xian Canglan and said: "Xian Daoyou, please continue, I hope to succeed at one time!"

Xian Canglan nodded, flattened the rune paper on the table, then turned over and took out a pitch-black small bowl, turned around and grabbed the cheetah floating in the air, a ball of crystal clear blood condensed out of thin air and gently fell into the small bowl, and then Xian Canglan quickly shook a piece of second-grade purple blood sand into powder with spiritual energy and integrated it into the blood of the small bowl, and gently stirred it with his fingers and put it on the table.

In the room, everyone held their breath and watched Xian Canglan's every move.

But Xian Canglan did not hurry to dry his fingers, looked at the charm on the light curtain for a full three minutes, then closed his eyes and pondered, his hand was sealed, and after muttering a few words softly, he grabbed a slender and sharp seal knife, dipped it in a small bowl, and saw a purple and red semi-coagulated blood ink the size of a thumb condensed on the head of the seal knife.

The seal knife landed on the snow-white rune paper.

A pale red light emanated from the seal knife, accompanied by the slight swing of Xian Canglan's arm, the seal knife poked and scratched on the snow-white rune paper, and the purple-red blood ink was like flowing water, flowing down with the movement of the seal knife and falling on the traces carved by the seal knife, and soon formed a very complicated spell on the rune paper.

The spell was completed quickly, in just ten seconds, as Xian Canglan finally hooked and then lifted the seal knife, a red light burst out from the rune paper, and Yang Ling already knew that Zhang Fu had succeeded.

If he is allowed to do this talisman, although he can complete it at one time, it will definitely not be so slippery as Xian Canglan did it in one go.

This doesn't mean how good his talisman making skills are, it's just that his current realm is relatively high, and he can forcibly carve the talisman with his powerful divine sense.

The spell was completed, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and more than a dozen Taoist priests of the Fu Sect kept wiping the sweat from their foreheads.

It turned out that the real talisman was actually made in this way, and its own talisman ...... Well, it's true that it can only be called a ghost drawing.

Kind-hearted, thousands of years of inheritance turned out to be fake!

Xian Canglan held the talisman in his hand for a moment, his face slowly relaxed, and he handed it to Yang Ling with a smile and said, "Yang Daoyou, fortunately, you will not be dishonored, and the magic talisman will be successful!"

"Xian Daoyou is really good, he succeeded in the first attempt!" Yang Ling couldn't help but quickly pat a sycophant, took the magic talisman and handed it to Wu Yanchang with a slight sweep, "Yanchang, go find someone who practices the physical realm to try it!"

"Senior Yang, can you let me try? A few of us are also practicing the physical realm now. "The person who spoke was none other than Zhang Yingquan of the Heavenly Master Dao of Longhu Mountain.

Yang Ling nodded and handed the talisman directly to Zhang Yingquan.

Zhang Yingquan looked excited and nervous, trembling and took the snow-white talisman with both hands, as carefully as holding an egg, and the beads of sweat on the tip of his nose came out at once.

"Pinch the talisman with your hand, concentrate on keeping one, when there is a rune in the inner vision, you can urge the rune, and the effect of the spell will naturally be activated. ”

"Thank you Senior Xian for reminding me!" Zhang Yingquan has already read the content of "Qingwei Talismans", and he also has some understanding of urging talismans.

It's just that this kind of charm is really completely different from the previous spell that poked on the peach wood sword to burn ashes and dispel evil, ordinary mortals can't use it, and the weakest spell must be used by the user to reach the acquired realm of the training realm, and only under the communication of the essence can there be a weak divine sense to look inside, and it can also be done to hold the yuan and keep a rune to activate the rune on the spell, otherwise it is almost the same as an ordinary piece of paper.