When Xia Mingming was depressed, he was naturally not as focused as he used to be when he drew the talisman, but his efficiency improved a lot, and he drew two in a row in one go, which was a little exhausting.

But what surprised Yan Wubian was that in the past, Xia Mingming was already exhausted after only drawing one picture, and soon fell asleep.

Now that the two are down, the spirit is still better than before, at least not to get tired and lie down immediately.

Seon lost his horse, and it was not a blessing.

In this case, Xia Mingming also reacted immediately after losing his mind for a while.

"Brother Yan, have you seen it? I actually drew two talismans in one go, does this mean that I have truly stepped into the realm of talismans?"

Even at this time, Xia Mingming couldn't help but show a hint of joy.

In this world, the only people who can make her interested are Xia Qiang and Yan Wubian, and the only thing that can interest her is to become a talisman.

Now that I see that I have achieved a lot of results, the haze in my heart has also decreased a lot.

Seeing that a smile finally appeared on her face, Yan Wubian also smiled slightly, and said, "I said a long time ago, we are obviously the smartest, and in time, we will definitely become the most powerful talisman in the Little Immortal Realm." ”

"Brother Yan......" Xia Mingming's face showed a rare hint of shame, and after sneering, the smile on his face did not decrease.

After the two chatted for a while, Xia Mingming leaned on Yan Wubian's side and fell asleep.

Yan Wubian pulled the quilt on her body and covered her, looking at Xia Mingming's sleeping appearance, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but hook up a smile.

In fact, since the first time she fell asleep after drawing the talisman, Yan Wubian would let her go back to the room every time, but Xia Mingming insisted on staying here on the grounds that Yan Wubian was unable to move and needed someone to take care of her.

Due to the difference between men and women, Xia Mingming couldn't go to bed directly, so he lay there every time, at most he borrowed Yan Wubian's quilt.

Yan Wubian gently smoothed the ends of her slightly messy hair, looked at the eyes that were still red, and couldn't help but sigh slightly in her heart.

Since he became conscious, the only people Yan Wubian has come into contact with are Xia Mingming and Xia Qiang.

Xia Qiang only sees him when he is healing, and he has to receive a lot of patients on weekdays, so he doesn't have much time to contact.

On the contrary, Xia Mingming will stay here to take care of him almost every day, and the two of them will naturally spend a long time together.

Maybe it's because of the first impression, by now, Yan Wubian has almost completely regarded Xia Mingming as his biological sister.

Because of this, seeing that she was so sad because of Xia Qiang's matter, Yan Wubian was also full of hatred for the wicked person who injured Xia Qiang.

There were many disturbances in his heart, and there were too many chaotic thoughts, and soon Yan Wubian also leaned there and gradually fell asleep.

In the dream, there were no injuries on his body, and he had a lot of fun with Xia Mingming, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but hang a happy smile.

If he could keep it that way, he would rather not have his memory revived.

However, when he thought that he might really have a biological sister, Yan Wubian felt a little guilty in his heart.

The next day, despite Yan Wubian's persuasion, Xia Qiang finally dragged his injuries to heal him.

His face was very pale, and although he had changed into clean clothes, Yan Wubian could always feel the blood marks on it.

The sweat on Xia Qiang's forehead kept slipping, and he had to gasp every time he moved, but he still gritted his teeth, and the silver needle in his hand fell steadily on the acupuncture points on Yan Wubian's body, and Yan Wubian's heart was even more inexplicably moved.

As for Xia Mingming, from that day on, the frequency of her drawing talismans has obviously increased a lot, almost to the point of forgetting to sleep and eating, sleepless day and night, every time she finishes drawing talismans, she rests next to Yan Wubian when she is tired, and after waking up, she gets some food, and after Xia Qiang heals Yan Wubian's injury, she starts her own work after feeding the medicine.

Yan Wubian sometimes couldn't help but say a few words to her, but it made Xia Mingming's eyes red and tearful, and Yan Wubian's next series of words were swallowed back directly.

According to Xia Mingming's own words, she finally caught the feeling, and she had to take advantage of this time to stabilize her state. No matter what she does, it's like sailing against the current, if she doesn't advance, she will retreat, what if she relaxes and can't get her feeling back?

She said it righteously, but Yan Wubian could feel another emotion from it.

Although he couldn't be sure what it was, Yan Wubian intuitively believed that the reason why Xia Mingming drew talismans so intensively was probably because of Xia Qiang's injuries.

Sure enough, after Xia Mingming finished drawing the talisman and fell asleep tired, Yan Wubian faintly heard the words "Blood Spirit Pill" from her dream.

Yan Wubian didn't know what the Blood Essence Pill was, but he could think of it as a way to think that this kind of pill could be used to treat Xia Qiang's injury, and Xia Ming wanted to exchange the talisman for the pill!

It's just that low-level talismans can't be sold for a few dollars at all, and if you want to exchange them for Dan, I'm afraid you need a large amount.

Knowing this, Yan Wubian felt even more pity in his heart, and today while Xia Mingming was asleep, he finally couldn't help it, and his right hand, which was the only one that could move, slowly stretched out to the talisman pen and the rune paper on the table.

"If that feeling is right, I should be able to succeed. ”

"In that case, I don't need to be so tired. ”

"And I, too, can help her, and I'm no longer a useless waste. ”

Yan Wubian's injuries were far from being able to move, and he was already tired and sweating profusely just by taking the rune paper and pen.

But his expression was extremely firm, and the pain didn't make him make any sound, for fear that he would accidentally wake up Xia Mingming.

If Xia Ming was in a conscious state, it would be impossible for Yan Wubian to get involved in these runes, not because she was reluctant, but because she was afraid that Yan Wubian would be too tired and affect the treatment of her injuries.

Shaking his head and not thinking about it anymore, Yan Wubian slowly raised his spirit to the best state.

Maybe it's really as Xia Mingming said, Yan Wubian used to be a powerful spirit martial artist, so the speed of adjusting his state was much faster than Xia Mingming, but after taking a few deep breaths, Yan Wubian's eyes had completely become focused.

Recalling Xia Mingming's previous actions, Yan Wubian held the cinnabar talisman pen tightly in his right hand, and the pen was like a god, the talisman pen seemed to come alive in his hand, and when his arm waved, all the movements were so smooth.

Over the past few years, he has been watching Xia Mingming draw talismans, all the movements have long been too familiar, and he has sketched this kind of picture countless times in his mind, and now he has really practiced it, although it is the first time, there is no jerkiness and sluggishness.

In Yan Wubian's sense, he had obviously not drawn a talisman before, but it was like he was born, and everything seemed so natural, like an instinct.

That's right, it's instinct, according to the feeling in his own heart, although it is indeed possible to complete the process of drawing the talisman, but it is obviously not so easy.

Moreover, after all these times of Xia Mingming and his explanation, Yan Wubian also understood that in the process of drawing talismans, every stroke and every stroke must follow a specific route, and the entire rune paper will be destroyed in the slightest minute.

When Xia Ming was learning to draw talismans, he could experiment for several months, and countless talismans were destroyed, but now, Yan Wubian didn't even think about it, after one stroke, the outline of the next stroke had not completely emerged in his mind, and the movements in his hands had been automatically completed.

Of course, drawing talismans is not simply a matter of drawing lines on the talisman paper with a talisman pen, otherwise Xia Mingming would not have to fall asleep for several hours every time he finishes drawing.

Yan Wubian clearly sensed that every time he drew a line, an unknown energy would pass in his mind, injecting it into the talisman pen in his hand, making those lines appear more shiny.

"This kind of energy should be the mental power that is clearly mentioned, right?"

What he didn't know was that the so-called telekinesis in the Little Immortal Realm was actually the divine consciousness in the mouth of the previous spirit master.

It's just that Yan's boundless mental power is so strong that even Xia Mingming didn't expect that with the completion of one stroke at a time, his spirit is still full, without the slightest tiredness, and there is no feeling of struggling like Xia Mingming.

But perhaps because the injuries on his body were too serious, although he consumed a lot of water, fine beads of sweat still oozed from Yan Wubian's forehead.

"It's done!"

Yan Wubian's eyes suddenly froze, and as the last stroke was finished, the entire rune paper shone brightly, and its brightness was several times more dazzling than the rune drawn by Xia Mingming.

When the light was shining, it seemed to stimulate Xia Mingming and wake her up from her dream.

When Xia Mingming rubbed her sleepy eyes, with doubts on her face, and was about to ask her eldest brother Yan what he was doing, when he saw the situation in front of him, his eyes suddenly widened, his mouth opened wide, and he could almost swallow an egg.