Wu Yu Jiutian

Shen Li has only just entered the realm of an earth-level talisman master, and it is naturally extremely difficult to describe a fourth-rank rune. Even a talisman master who has reached the late stage of the earth-level, he dare not say that he is sure of describing a fourth-rank rune.

Therefore, after a stick of incense, Shen Li was more and more exhausted, his condition began to deteriorate, he became tired, his body shook uncontrollably, and the veins on his forehead bulged.

"Om..."

At this moment, Zheng Yan waved his hand, and suddenly picked up a pen, and then the tip of the pen swam, and lines splashed out, and when they were printed on the talisman paper.

With Zheng Yan's help, Shen Li's pressure dropped sharply, he adjusted his state, and continued to devote himself to the depiction of runes.

The two of them painted at the same time, so naturally they got twice the result with half the effort. Lines and lines continued to appear in the air, splashing bright rays of light, and printing them into the talisman paper.

"Whoa..."

The talisman paper on the table trembled slightly, there were already many obscure lines on it, and a faint vitality permeated out, which was a sign that the talisman was beginning to take shape.

But the good times didn't last long. When the runes were drawn in the later stage, it suddenly became difficult. Although the two had tried their best, the true meaning of some lines could not be copied.

For a line, Shen Lifu swiped the pen five times in a row, but all of them failed, and he couldn't draw the true meaning of this line.

After delaying on this line for so long, without timely replenishment of strength, the completed lines on the talisman paper trembled, showing signs of dissipating.

"not good!"

Shen Li's pupil suddenly locked the screen, once the lines on the talisman paper disappeared, it would be considered a failure.

"Om..."

Zheng Yan was also aware of the crisis, and shot out a series of divine lights with both hands to help Shen Li suppress the talisman paper.

The more difficult it gets to the end, especially the lines, it is extremely difficult to copy its true meaning.

"It's the last few, work harder!"

Zheng Yan knew that Shen Li was going to be overwhelmed, so he encouraged him.

Shen Li gritted his teeth tightly, and his pen stroked like flying, depicting the lines.

But at the end, it became more and more difficult to copy the lines. Shen Li copied a line no less than ten times, but he still couldn't copy the true meaning, and beads of sweat kept rolling down.

Zheng Yan was also in a hurry and helped Shen Li copy it, but the last line was extremely difficult and it was difficult to copy it.

"Crash..."

Since Shen Li hadn't been able to copy that line, the talisman paper began to shake violently, and it seemed that his success would fall short.

Zheng Yan looked anxiously, because he only had one Nine-Tailed Nightshade, and if this failed, the material would be gone, which made him very painful.

"Humph!"

But at the critical moment, Shen Li suddenly let out a cold snort, a light flashed in his hand, and the Chixiao Pen flashed out directly, and the powerful aura spread suddenly, making one's heart palpitate.

Shen Li's eyes were bright, and the Chixiao pen flashed in the air, and immediately copied the line, a ray of light flashed, and blasted straight into the paper below.

"Whoa..."

Shen Li's Chixiao pen flipped like flying, and as the brush stroked across, a large swath of divine light suddenly appeared in the air. It has become much simpler.

"A talisman?"

Seeing the Chixiao pen in Shen Li's hand, Zheng Yan's pupils suddenly shrank, and a pair of eyeballs almost popped out of their sockets.

"Won't?"

Zheng Yan couldn't believe his eyes, even though he was over a hundred years old and used to seeing big scenes, but when he saw the Chixiao pen in Shen Li's hand, he couldn't help but change his color.

You must know that the talisman pen is the top talisman weapon, and it is invaluable. Even a king-level talisman master may not own a talisman pen. Zheng Yan has never seen it a few times, let alone use it in his life.

It was a huge shock to see Shen Li, who was only an earth-level talisman master, holding a talisman pen now.

After sacrificing the Chixiao brush, Shen Li's remaining thought power poured out, blessed it on the Chixiao pen, and completed the final depiction at an extremely fast speed.

"It's done!"

After a stick of incense, Shen Li shouted loudly, and the Chixiao pen fell down suddenly, and bright rays of light suddenly shot out from the tip of the pen, rushing into the talisman paper.

"Whoa..."

The talisman paper trembled violently, suddenly bursting out with divine light, soaring into the sky, and the astonishing vitality surged and spread in the air.

The light faded away, Shen Li made a move with his big hand, and a rune with a faint glint of light appeared in his hand, with lines drawn in it, obscure and difficult to understand.

"Haha... finally done!"

Shen Li couldn't help laughing out loud, looking at the rune exuding a faint vitality in his hand, he was excited, his busy work was finally not in vain for so long.

"Thank you, old man. If you help me this time, I'm afraid I won't be able to practice this Nine-Tails Spirit Gathering Talisman."

Shen Li bowed his hands to Zheng Yan and said.

"Where, you helped me so much before, so it's normal for me to repay you." Zheng Yan paused, and suddenly said: "Let me ask one more question, the little friend just now held...is it a talisman pen?"

Although Zheng Yan has almost confirmed it, he still has to ask, because such things are too unbelievable. The talisman pen is a real treasure of heaven and earth, and it is not something an earth-level talisman master can possess.

"Yes." Shen Li smiled.

"It turned out to be true. The little friend gave me too much shock today. I didn't expect that at such a young age, the little friend would have such a magical thing as a talisman pen." Zheng Yan said with emotion.

"Ah..."

Shen Li smiled and didn't say much, thinking that Zheng Yan was so shocked just by owning the talisman pen, if he told him that the Chixiao pen was an earth-level talisman pen, I don't know how shocked he would be.

Shen Li raised his head to look at the sky. After working for so long, it was already evening, the sky was getting dark, the sun was slowly disappearing under the distant mountain peaks, and the sky was a reddish color.

"It's getting late, and I can't stay any longer. Thank you sir for your help today. I want to say goodbye. If there is a chance, we will meet again someday." Shen Li cupped his hands.

"Okay... let's go, my friend."

Zheng Yan smiled and cupped his hands, and said.

"Farewell."

Shen Li turned and left. Now that three days have passed, he has to hurry to find Zheng Yue and help him improve his cultivation. If he can't help him reach the Great Consummation of the Real Martial Realm in two days, it will be a waste of time.

Zheng Yan stood with his hands behind his back, his shadow stretched long by the setting sun, and he kept staring at Shen Li until Shen Li's figure was completely hidden in the night, then Zheng Yan withdrew his gaze, raised his head to look at the dark sky, dazed, not knowing Thinking about something.