Parasitic Cultivation: Start Bound to Mimic System

Chapter 194 Attempt to Draw and Layout the Clubhouse
Feng Ping took out a piece of ordinary talisman paper, tapped vermilion with a brush, and began to draw according to the patterns and steps in the spell booklet.

Just like drawing the "Lightning Talisman" before, he must first be familiar with the trend of each stroke, at least he must be similar in shape!

After all, with the materials he bought, if he draws a complete "Southern Lihuo Talisman", he can make more than a hundred sheets, and the first few sheets will definitely fail, so he doesn't have that much wealth for him to worship. !
After spending the whole night, Feng Ping finally learned the steps of drawing the talisman. From the appearance alone, compared with the technique, there is hardly any difference.

Seeing that the dawn was about to break in the sky, he hesitated for a moment, but in the end he couldn't hold back the expectation in his heart, so he adjusted a pair of spiritual materials, cut out a piece of spiritual paper and spread it on the table.

Before starting to write, Feng Ping closed his eyes and kept repeating every step and every detail in his mind.

That is to say, he has built the foundation now, otherwise it would be impossible to memorize so many strokes within a month or two!
It's no wonder that there are requirements in the technique, and you can't draw it if you are not in the foundation building state!

On the one hand, the spiritual energy in the body is not enough to outline a complete talisman, and on the other hand, the mind is too weak to remember the whole picture of the talisman.

After more than ten breaths, Feng Ping suddenly opened his eyes, the brush in his hand was covered with liquid spiritual materials, he held his breath, and started to draw!
The fire-attribute aura in his body travels from the sea of ​​qi in his dantian, travels through the meridians of his body, then reaches his right hand and goes straight to the tip of the pen.

After the aura is infused, every time you move your wrist, you have to spend a lot of effort!
With just two strokes, Feng Ping was already sweating profusely!
But he can't stop!Once this talisman is stopped, all this spiritual material will inevitably be scrapped.

Even if he knows that the first time he draws, there is a high probability that he will fail, but even if he fails, he must try his best to complete the entire stroke and pattern, otherwise he will not even accumulate any experience, and he will be blind!
Gradually, Feng Ping's spiritual energy began to slacken, and his writing power and mind were a little weak.

Just when he had the idea of ​​imminent failure, a burst of fire burst out from the tip of the pen, instantly burning the writing brush in his hand and the spirit paper on the case to ashes!
"Is it still a failure?"

Feng Ping sat down on the teacher's chair and began to think about the problems that arose during the whole process.

First of all, although he has already reached the foundation level, but because the level is too low, the aura in his body can only be regarded as reaching the minimum threshold of drawing.

Therefore, the further you go, the more difficult it is to continue.

Secondly, due to lack of proficiency in the drawing process, many key points have lagged, resulting in a waste of a lot of spiritual energy and mind!

"Looks like I need to draw more!"

Feng Ping didn't take it seriously, he quickly switched to the wood spirit root, and then the spiritual energy in his body surged, and his consciousness entered the moon-swallowing space.

After half a stick of incense, Feng Ping, who was full of spiritual energy again, switched back to the fire spirit root, prepared the second time to start drawing with spiritual materials.

When he started to write, the insect eggs in the air sea began to swell, but after only a few breaths, a familiar sound came from his ear.

[Host danger detected. 】

【Simulation stopped...】

[Self-test starts...]

After a while, the voice sounded again.

[Self-inspection completed. 】

[The negative effect has been exempted. 】

After being exempted from the taboo, Feng Ping started his second drawing again!
But the result can be imagined...

After a stick of incense, he failed again.

After failing five times in a row, his mind was unsustainable, and he couldn't recover even if he entered the moon-swallowing space.

Therefore, Feng Ping could only give up.

"I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, it seems that I can't successfully draw the "Southern Lihuo Talisman" today!"

Feng Ping is still looking forward to this kind of talisman that can burn to death with just one crystallization!
But as far as the current situation is concerned, we have to wait another two days.

After tidying up the messy materials in the house, taking them to the yard and burying them, and then changing his outfit in the house, Feng Ping went out from his home in the west of the city.

In fact, he has been fine for the past two days.

It seems that the decree of the master of the house of ceremonies has not yet arrived. It does not matter whether he goes to the Chengxian Hall or not.

After much deliberation, Feng Ping decided to go to Niu's firm to see what happened in the firm in the past two days.

When he arrived at the firm, his whole body had already changed into a walking corpse.

Feng Ping stepped into the door of the firm as if no one was around, but no one rushed to stop him.

Just because of this outfit, he knew that Niu Dali was back. Who would want to die at a time like this, and stop this big shopkeeper who is in the limelight and has a bad temper?
After walking inside for a while, before he could look for it, Zhang Mazi came up to meet him.

"Hello, Master Niu."

"Ah."

Feng Ping responded lightly, but didn't say much, but continued to walk forward.

Zhang Mazi stared at Niu Dali, but his mind was constantly thinking. He was making a brief summary of what happened in the past two days, and he would report to Master Niu later!

"Master Niu, the middle hall has been reinstalled."

"Oh? In that case, let's go there."

"okay."

Zhang Mazi led the way, and soon the two arrived at the Shitan courtyard in the middle hall.

Originally, the place was already in a mess due to the fighting, but after nearly a month of renovations, it finally returned to its original appearance.

Originally, according to what other people said, it could be arranged more luxuriously, but Zhang Mazi knew that Lord Niu didn't want to spend money on it, so he made his own idea, cut part of the funds, and only made a simple restoration.

Passing through the Shitan courtyard, the Fushou Hall where tobacco was stacked on the opposite side is still empty, but Feng Ping's original residence has been properly arranged.

Before entering the house, Zhang Mazi dismissed the maid at the door, and after Niu Dali entered, he closed the door and led him into the back room.

"Don't go in."

"As ordered."

Feng Ping sat casually at the table, while Zhang Mazi stepped forward to pour him a glass of water.

"How about the shortfall? How much has been resolved in the past two days?"

I was in a hurry two days ago, so I didn't ask any more questions. Now that Zhu Jindan has been taken, I have time to ask.

"Master Niu, I dealt with some of them last night and the night before, but only filled in the shortfall of 1 taels." Zhang Mazi stood upright and said respectfully, "Although the bosses of several pawnshops are already familiar with me, But they still have some scruples and dare not eat so much at one time. Of course, they are also afraid that they will not be able to make money."

"How long will it take to finish?"

"Ten days, ten days is enough," Zhang Mazi said seriously.

Now that time has been given, this is a military order for him!
In addition, the next batch of goods was about to be delivered, and he had to deal with the shortfall of 3 taels of silver within ten days, otherwise it was impossible for Wu Yuxia to spare him!
"Do you need me to take action?"

"Master Niu, don't worry, I can still take care of this little thing."

Feng Ping picked up the water glass and took a sip, then looked at Zhang Mazi, "Well, it's fine if you don't need it. Also, how is the arrangement of the club?"

(End of this chapter)