We are cannon fodder, and we are leading the way in cultivating immortals.

As he spoke, the tip of the pen landed firmly on the magic talisman paper. Ling Lan paused and continued, "Everyone who first learns how to make talismans will make a mistake, that is, they are worried that they will be too panicked when writing and will not control it well. Spiritual power, or simply forget to inject spiritual power into the pen, so you will choose to inject spiritual power in advance.

But in fact, this approach is wrong, and it makes people more confused, and the error tolerance rate is low the moment you call up your spiritual power in advance. If your hand shakes like just now, the talisman paper will be destroyed. "

After finishing speaking, Ling Lan also finished drawing the talisman. He picked up the talisman paper, shook it, injected some spiritual power into it, and then threw it away casually.

The talisman instantly turned into a small fireball and burned in the air.

"This is a first-grade flame talisman. If I remember correctly, this is the first one in the introductory talisman tutorial I just gave you."

Wen Xiangyi nodded, "That's true."

Ling Lan extinguished the fire ball, took another piece of talisman paper and said, "I won't say anything this time. I will draw slower and demonstrate for you. Please observe carefully."

"Okay." Wen Xiangyi held his breath and moved closer.

Ling Lan rolled up his sleeves slightly, dipped the tip of his pen in cinnabar, and started drawing slowly. This low-level talisman was not difficult for him at all, so even if he drew slowly, he didn't have to worry about it suddenly burning out.

Wen Xiangyi watched carefully, and silently memorized every detail from the time he started writing to the time he finished writing.

"Do you want to try it?" Ling Lan handed the pen to Wen Xiangyi.

"I found the trick, I will succeed this time!" Wen Xiangyi took the pen with confidence.

"Come on." Ling Lan made room for her.

Wen Xiangyi took a deep breath, spread the talisman paper evenly, lightly dipped it in cinnabar, recalled Ling Lan's actions just now, and slowly started writing.

This time she followed Ling Lan's instructions and did not inject her spiritual power into the pen in advance. Instead, she activated her spiritual power at the moment she put the pen down.

The moment the pen tip touched the talisman paper, she was in a very focused state. The talisman paper was naturally spread on the table safely and was not burned like before.

When Ling Lan saw this scene, she couldn't help but praise her cleverness in her heart. Although this step seemed simple, it was actually quite difficult to operate.

Most beginners need to practice many times before they can write without burning the talisman.

Wen Xiangyi was also happy in her heart. She couldn't help but tighten her pen and was about to continue drawing. Unexpectedly, there was a sudden pain in her consciousness, accompanied by dizziness, which almost made her unable to stand.

Her hand holding the pen trembled violently, and the cinnabar instantly spread out to a large piece on the talisman paper.

pat...

The talisman paper did not burn immediately, but a small red dot suddenly appeared, and then two, three, five more... densely packed.

The next second the talisman paper was burned to ashes. Wen Xiangyi felt something sticky under his nose, so he subconsciously reached out and touched it.

My hands were also sticky to the touch, and there was a hint of rust in the warmth.

Depend on!I actually got a nosebleed!
"Quick, quick, raise your head." Ling Lan didn't expect that Wen Xiangyi would suddenly get a nosebleed, and was startled. After she recovered, she quickly took out her handkerchief to help her wipe the blood.

Wen Xiangyi took the handkerchief and put it on her nose, frowning and breathing heavily, "I just suddenly felt a sting in my consciousness, and then I got a nosebleed. What's going on?"

"Forehead……"

Ling Lan didn't know how to answer this question for a while. He couldn't just tell Wen Xiangyi that you were not suitable to be a talisman cultivator.

Generally, when novices learn to draw talisman, they usually feel dizzy and tired. This becomes more obvious after drawing a talisman, and they feel as if their energy has been exhausted.

But if there is a tingling of consciousness from the beginning, and if you are so dizzy that you can't stand still, it can only mean that you don't have talent and you can't eat this bowl of rice.Although there was no direct answer, Wen Xiangyi probably guessed the reason from his troubled expression.

She has always known that cultivating talismans requires talent, and not just any cat or dog can learn how to draw talisman.

This is why the status of Fu cultivators in the world of immortality is very high.

However, Wen Xiangyi is not a person who believes in fate. The stinging pain in her consciousness just now was not so strong that she could not stand it at all. The reason why she could not stand still was entirely because the pain came suddenly.

If she waits for her to be mentally prepared, this small difficulty can definitely be overcome.

She didn't believe it, she couldn't even draw a first-grade talisman!
Seeing that Ling Lan was still hesitant to speak, Wen Xiangyi waved his hand and said, "No need to say more, I understand what's going on. Let's just say that my fate is up to me. I want to try again!"

Ling Lan said worriedly, "You should take it easy. Injury to your consciousness is no joke."

"I have it in my mind."

In order to prevent the nosebleed from staining the talisman paper, Wen Xiangyi tied the handkerchief directly on his face.

Ling Lan couldn't help but burst out laughing when she saw this, "Are you cosplaying a Jiangyang thief?"

Wen Xiangyi rolled her eyes at him, "Have you ever seen a gangster with a white cloth on his face?"

Ling Lan pursed her lips and stopped talking.

After calming down her mind, Wen Xiangyi took a deep breath, tried to stop herself from being nervous, and started drawing again according to the steps just now.

Just like before, the moment the pen tip touched the talisman paper, Wen Xiangyi's consciousness started to sting again. Along with the feeling of dizziness, nosebleeds continued to flow out like a flood that had been released.

tsk...

It seems that God really won't let her eat this bowl of rice... what a piece of shit!

If she wasn't allowed to eat the bowl of rice, she would just take the pot away!
Wen Xiangyi bit her lip to draw blood, tried hard to stay awake, and controlled the spiritual power in the pen tip to swim on the talisman paper.

Ling Lan watched the scarlet pen tip leave traces on the talisman paper, and felt a little sweat in her heart for Wen Xiangyi.

I have to say that she is really hardworking.

Time passed bit by bit, and after half a stick of incense, Wen Xiangyi finally called it a day.

The moment he picked up the pen, the vermilion lines on the talisman paper lit up, exuding a soft luster.

Seeing this scene, Wen Xiangyi knew that she had succeeded. Her eyes couldn't help but smile. She finally relaxed and leaned against the table, breathing heavily and gently wiping the hair on her forehead with the back of her hand. Sweat.

Ling Lan gave a thumbs up, "Not bad, it was a success!"

Wen Xiangyi curled her lips, "I don't know how it works yet."

After taking a break, she was about to pick up the talisman and use it. Unexpectedly, the talisman suddenly burned itself again the next second.

Wen Xiangyi did not expect such a sudden change, and his hand suddenly froze in mid-air, and then his whole body sat on the ground like a deflated ball.

"I thought it was a success, but I didn't expect it to be a failure."