After wearing the book, I was forced to become a fake system

Chapter 20 Give it a go, a bicycle becomes a motorcycle

[Congratulations to the tasker, you have already reached the early stage of talisman disciples, and you have officially started practicing talismans. 】

[The use time of the puppet is related to the strength of the tasker's soul power.According to estimates, your current soul power can control the puppet for 4 hours, and the range of activities has been expanded to 20 meters. 】

The voice of the real system rang in his ears, explaining Jia Xitong's doubts in a timely manner.

wow!

She knew she had become stronger!

"What is a talisman? Is it similar to a warrior?"

[The level of talisman repair is similar to that of martial arts. 】

"Who is stronger between Fuxiu and Wuxiu at the same stage?"

[Due to various factors, it is impossible to compare. 】

"Ok."

Jia Xitong automatically attributed himself to being better.

After all, the talisman she drew was the one who killed a martial artist!
And Shang Yanting was almost beaten to death, even if he learned it, he couldn't sell it for money.

Rune Xiu wins!

Jia Xitong was delighted, and once again felt that he was destined to become Long Aotian.

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The benefits of becoming a talisman disciple were finally revealed one by one after being hidden for so long.

The core is of course the symbols.

In the past, every time Jia Xitong drew a talisman, he would feel a sense of inexplicable blockage.No matter how proficient the runes are, the success rate of making runes is only one percent.

However, this talisman making, she clearly started to practice, and she has already drawn a successful Misu talisman within a hundred sheets.

This success rate has increased to one in eighty after numerous practice sessions.

There are more than 800 talismans in total, and she successfully drew 9 Misu talismans!

"Hello, dear host, congratulations on your successful collection of Dark Mace Xuan Papyrus and Wenyao Fish Blood.

You are now rewarded with Misu Talisman·Upgraded Version*2. "

The fake system in a good mood once again showed its generosity to her host.

"You upgraded?"

"alright."

Jia Xitong controlled the little raccoon to express his excitement, "Because the host actively completes the task, the function of the talisman has been initially upgraded. The current trust value of the host is 62, please continue to work hard!"

Upon hearing this, Shang Yanting had a strange expression, then closed his eyes and refused to answer the question about trust.

Immediately afterwards, Jia Xitong heard the system sound constantly ringing in his mind.

[Please note that the male protagonist's trust has been reduced by 1, and the current trust value is 61/100]

[Please note that the male protagonist's trust has been reduced by 1, and the current trust value is 60/100]

……

Hearing the continuously decreasing trust value, Jia Xitong was dumbfounded.

Just when she thought the love would disappear, the trust value started to rise again.

[Congratulations to the tasker for gaining 2 points of trust from the hero, the current trust value is 55/100]

[Congratulations to the tasker for gaining 2 points of trust from the hero, the current trust value is 57/100]

……

[Congratulations to the tasker for gaining 2 points of trust from the hero, the current trust value is 63/100]

Ups and downs, and finally 1 point more than the original.

She glanced at the indifferent and focused male protagonist, and guessed how many rich inner dramas he had staged in just 2 minutes.

Jia Xitong climbed onto the bed and manipulated the little raccoon to squat beside him.

Looking at his cold expression... Forget it, it's not the first time.

There was an unexpected silence in the room for quite a while, until Jia Xitong found another topic.

"Host dear."

"Ah."

"If you had a very precious and rare thing, would you choose to use it?"

"That depends on what you're going to use it for."

"Hmm... use it to get a very powerful talisman, or destroy it."

After she finished speaking, Shang Yanting immediately realized that she was talking about the Wuding secret grass and the Wuding silver fin ink.

Putting these things in her hands, her hands itch and her heart itch.But when she thought that the concept of failure was too high, she was so afraid of waste.

The paper and ink of heaven, material and earth treasures!

If I can't draw a single talisman, I will feel sorry for her.

so tangled.

Jia Xitong has been struggling since he finished painting the Misu Talisman.

"If it were me, I would choose to try."

After thinking for a while, Shang Yanting expressed his opinion, "The best sculptors use the best jade for the first time, and the top casters also waste the best materials. When it can add value to you Only when it is useful, whether it is the value of success or the value of failure."

These words gave the wavering Jia Xitong a choice.

If the hero fails to restore the foundation, he will die.

She failed to make talismans, but lost a few talisman papers.

Talisman repair is also repair!

Opportunities and risks coexist.

One word, do it!

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Looking back on the talisman making journey, she can draw a total of four kinds of talismans.

Curing character

Zhu Youfu

blaster

Misu Fu

No brain stem is definitely not enough, the probability of success in choosing a talisman is much higher.

Both the Wuding secret grass and the Wuding silver fish have the property of healing. According to their characteristics, Jia Xitong chose Zhu Youfu.

As a talisman with tens of thousands of paintings by Jia Xitong, Zhu Youfu's painting method has long been a physical memory.

The brush was dipped in the ink made by the silver fish, and the speed was much slower than usual.

The first one was scrapped due to nervousness.

The second one was also discarded.

The third one is gradually getting better, but when using Tiancaidibao to draw amulets, the blocking feeling is more obvious.This one is also abolished.

……

Originally, she planned to try ten cards.

However, once you get started with this thing, it's like fighting monsters in a game—fucking addictive!

Every failure will arouse her desire to win. After finishing the first level, she wants to try the second level, until she reaches for it again, and the touch of the bottom awakens her reason.

Only the last three talismans are left!

Are you still painting?
If you don't draw, the last seventeen pictures are wasted.

If you draw, you may waste twenty sheets.

Jia Xitong finally chose the latter.

In the penultimate one, she was hypnotizing herself not to feel distressed, while being cautious.

There were more than a dozen failures in the previous ones, but she made it all the way to the end.

The sense of inexplicable blockage that caused the failure to draw symbols reappeared.

So what if it is blocked, just be tough!

Jia Xitong wants to squeeze out the little bit of spiritual power in his soul!
Shang Yanting also felt the violent spiritual power in his sea of ​​consciousness, and thought it was something wrong with his practice.He hurriedly meditated on the spot to clear the chaotic Qi.

The feeling of cultivation came again.

Jia Xitong's soul body's pitifully small amount of spiritual power began to function in an orderly manner, and the outside world was still receiving real energy.

There was only one last bit of rune left, and the supplier of spiritual power, Shang Yanting, frowned and sweated profusely.

As the instigator of the whole incident, Jia Xitong is also very sad!The soul body eagerly draws the spiritual power from the surroundings, and the talisman written by the pen is like a hole that cannot be filled until the last stroke.

Snapped--

The pen holder in his hand shattered the moment the last stroke was finished, and the next second, the talisman under his hand emitted a dazzling light, and even the wood carving next to him lit up a little because of it.

The Zhu Youfu drawn with Tiancaidibao is ready!

At the same time, the male protagonist who encouraged her to give it a go suffered a backlash, spit out a mouthful of old blood the moment the spiritual power stopped rioting, and the true energy in her body was drained.

(End of this chapter)