Demon Concubine Yutian

Chapter 1281 Master, You Are So Partial

It was not easy for him to discover such a treasure, so naturally he had to take good care of it.

Ye Luo is the hope of the underworld.

He has been aggrieved for so many years, Yinyuan has been aggrieved for so many years, and he just pointed at Ye Luo's shame in the Fourth Academy's discussion on martial arts!

"Even if you are a professional first-level talisman master, you can only make a maximum of ten or twenty pieces of first-level talisman seals a day, and your soul power will be exhausted; even if you are a professional second-level talisman master, A day can only produce a few hundred shocking ghost talismans at most. Each of you needs more than a dozen, and thousands of people add up to tens of thousands. Do you think Ye Luo is a fairy? You can conjure tens of thousands of Zhang Zhen at once. Ghost talisman for you? Huh?!"

Yu Guizhen's beard was crooked when he was angry.

The disciples also realized the crux of the problem, and bowed their heads in shame.

That's right, if it wasn't for their lack of academic skills, how could they be so dependent on foreign objects such as talismans and seals.They can understand Master's protection of Ye Luo.

"Master, calm down."

Ye Luo smiled slightly, her heart warmed.

This Yinyuan gave her the feeling that it was not like a rigid academy like the Yunnu Sect, but more like a big family.Especially 90.00% Jiu's seniors did not have the slightest hostility towards her.

"Isn't it just the ghost-shocking talisman? Since the seniors want it, let's draw it. Master, you have more than 1 yellow talisman papers that are empty. Sell them to disciples."

"I don't want your money." Master Yugui waved his hands again and again, "Ye Luo, if you like it, just take it and use it. It's just a few pieces of torn paper, it's worthless at all."

All the senior brothers secretly squeezed a handful of bitter tears.

Master, you are so biased.It's free for Junior Sister Ye, and ten times the price for us, yingyingying.

Ye Luo did not refuse the kindness of the real Yugui.

She knew that the real Yugui didn't care about the money for the talisman paper. What the real Yugui cared about was her technique of drawing talismans and how talented she was in drawing talisman seals.

Ye Luo picked up the pen and dipped it in ink.

Now that the edge has been leaked, there is no need to hide it.

She picked up the pen and "brushed" in one go.Two seconds, one character.

Two seconds later, another talisman.

Within 1 minute, thirty ghost-shocking talismans were drawn consecutively.

No mistakes, no defeats.

Each one has a [-]% success rate.

Each one has the perfect power to shock ghosts.

Daoist Yugui was shocked.

Shen Tumu was shocked.

The seven or eight thousand disciples in Yinyuan were all stunned.

Where is this drawing symbols?This is simply an art!
They couldn't even see how Ye Luo drew the talisman. They could only see the afterimage of her hand, the afterimage of the talisman pen, and pieces of ghost-shocking talismans flying around, exuding blood-colored radiance. With a little bit of pale golden light.

Thirty sheets, without stopping.

Ye Luo has already surpassed the soul power limit of an ordinary first-order talisman refiner.

A hundred sheets, without stopping.

Five hundred sheets, without stopping.

Ye Luo's face remained unchanged, not even a trace of exhaustion, and his soul power seemed to have never been exhausted. Instead of slowing down, the movement of drawing talismans in his hand became faster and faster.

"Stop quickly." Master Yugui was a little worried, "If you continue like this, your soul power will be consumed seriously, and it will even endanger your source of life, causing irreversible damage."

The pen in Ye Luo's hand didn't stop, and she could still draw a ray of spiritual thoughts, and gave Daoist Yugui a comforting smile: "Master, don't worry, the disciple is fine, and it's no problem to draw a few thousand more."

(End of this chapter)