Hell Emperor

Chapter 124 Nan Linghe - Talisman Competition

Tianxuan Hall.

At the talisman competition, the talisman masters who are rarely seen on weekdays took the stage and stood in the pre-selected positions.

Before the competition began, the talisman masters warmed up first, showing their extraordinary skills in the way of talismans. They just waved their pens and ink lightly, and the talismans with amazing brilliance were completed as if they were lifting a heavy weight, and then they distributed them to the audience nearby.

The audience who got the talismans were all very happy and happy. Although this talisman was just drawn by the talisman master during the warm-up, the fact that the talisman master made it by hand was enough to give the talisman extraordinary value. In the outside world, it is worth at least tens of thousands of Yin De.

Among the contestants, there were also a few people who looked nervous and sighed.

They were the winners of the talisman-making competition. Although they were qualified to participate in the big competition, anyone with a discerning eye could see that they were just some foils, not even talisman-making masters. Even if they won the small competition by chance and stepped onto a higher level stage, they could only leave sadly in the end.

Only the masters who were extremely accomplished in the art of talisman-making and dazzling could win the final victory.

Nan Linghe was also among these contestants.

After stepping onto the stage that everyone was paying attention to, Nan Linghe felt uneasy. She kept looking for the figure that could make her feel at ease, but in the end she found nothing.

The waves of discussion in her ears attracted her attention.

"Have you heard? Those who come to watch this talisman competition are not only the ghost messengers of Tianxuan Palace, but also immortals who are interested in the way of talismans, and even the Lord of the Demon Luo Palace who has reached the ninth level, will come here in person."

"Isn't it? The winner of this competition will decide the ownership of the main account of the Book of Life and Death in the palace. It seems that we have no chance..."

"If we can win the championship and present the main account to the Lord of the Demon Luo Palace, we will definitely get her favor. When she becomes the Emperor of the Underworld in the future, we will definitely benefit from it..."

Everyone talked about it, imagining the beautiful scene after the victory. Their words, heard by the talisman master not far away, could only cause a burst of laughter.

It is undoubtedly a fantasy to want to challenge these talisman masters who specialize in this way with the ability of an intermediate or advanced talisman maker.

Nan Linghe lowered his head slightly, still recalling the method of drawing the rain talisman in his mind.

In the past few days, she studied and practiced hard under the guidance of Hua Xiaomei, and finally mastered the rain-making talisman, which is more complicated than the soul-protecting talisman.

If she had more time, it would be fine, but the opening of the talisman competition forced her to give up preparation and rush to the stage.

Outside the venue, Hua Xiaomei comforted her through a circle of guardrails: "Don't worry, although you haven't drawn a rain-making talisman in the past few days, the talisman-making materials here are free and in sufficient supply. Before the three incense sticks are burned out, you can try many times until you submit the most satisfactory talisman."

"Wu... Why do I feel worse?" Hearing Hua Xiaomei mention the failure experience in the past few days, Nan Linghe said with a sad face. When making talismans, she made a lot of explosions and almost blew up the quiet room where she lived.

As she was talking, she saw Ye Jie running over from a distance.

Ye Jie quickly took the stage. According to the requirements of the ghost messenger of Tianxuan Temple, as the winner of the small competition, Ye Jie must appear in person even if he asks someone to make a talisman for him, otherwise his results will be invalid.

"Brother Jie, you are finally here..." Seeing Ye Jie coming, Nan Linghe's nervous expression finally improved. She reached out and grabbed Ye Jie, fearing that if she didn't pay attention, Ye Jie would run away without a trace.

Ye Jie smiled and comforted her, "Don't be nervous. The people gathered here are all geniuses in the art of making talismans. Those talisman masters in the distance have been immersed in this art for many years. It doesn't matter if we fail."

Ye Jie's comfort secretly encouraged Nan Linghe's heart. She must make the most perfect talisman in the talisman competition.

"By the way... didn't they say that the people of Mo Luo Temple would also participate in this competition? Why do all those talisman masters look like people from Tianxuan Temple?" Ye Jie looked around and was confused.

Since we don't expect Nan Linghe to win, it is particularly important to make friends with the winner and borrow the divine stone as a prize.

According to Ye Jie's observation, there are more than 20 talisman making masters affiliated with Tianxuan Hall, and there is only one talisman making master sent by the Demon Hall, and that person is Shura Yan, who has met before.

"You look troubled."

Just as Ye Jie was thinking, a familiar tone came to his ears again.

Following the voice, Xuan Cheng's figure also appeared in front of Ye Jie.

Ye Jie had a good impression of Xuan Cheng, who gave him the book of rain-making talismans. He clasped his fists and said, "I didn't expect that Mr. Xuan Cheng also had a lot of knowledge about talismans."

Xuan Cheng smiled, but as if his injury was affected, he coughed: "Cough... I'm not here to participate in the competition, but as the best ghost messenger in Tianxuan Hall, I am the host of this talisman competition. Speaking of which, Elder Xuemei in the hall is the first choice to win this competition."

Following Xuan Cheng's instructions, Ye Jie also saw a solemn-looking Taoist priest with white eyebrows. He was wearing a loose Taoist robe. Although he had passed away for many years, the restrained aura of immortality was still integrated into his body.

"I remember him. Not long ago, he gave me the prize for winning the competition." Ye Jie recalled.

The elder Xuemei mentioned by Xuancheng was the one who was startled by the spirit summoning talisman drawn by Nanlinghe. I didn't expect to meet him again in the talisman competition.

Xuancheng said embarrassedly: "In the talisman competitions of previous years, the talisman masters in the hall often acted as referees to evaluate the quality of talismans, and rarely took the stage in person. But this time, under the pressure of the Demon Luo Hall, Tianxuan Hall must win the championship. If the main account is lost, Tianxuan Hall can be said to exist in name only."

Ye Jie can certainly understand their difficulties. With so many talisman masters participating in the competition, winning the victory can be said to be foolproof, enough to ensure that the main account is kept in the hall.

"Then I wish Tianxuan Hall in advance that it can win the final victory... By the way, the divine thought stone as the champion's prize can be of great use to me. After the talisman competition is over, can you trouble Mr. Xuancheng to introduce one or two to the champion of Tianxuan Hall for me?" Ye Jie asked tentatively.

Xuan Cheng immediately agreed: "Of course, but the talisman masters have strange tempers. Whether I can borrow the divine stone from them is not something I can interfere with."

With his words, Ye Jie said gratefully: "I am already satisfied to get Xuan Cheng's recommendation."

As the two were talking, suddenly, the sky darkened, and people exclaimed. With a vast pressure coming down, everyone's body became heavy and slow, as if suffocating in the endless darkness, and even breathing became so difficult.

"The Lord of the Demon Luo Palace is here!"

Accompanied by a cold announcement, the entire Tianxuan Palace seemed to fall into the abyss at this moment.

Endless coldness enveloped everyone's body, and the originally noisy arena immediately became silent, and even a needle falling to the ground became clearly visible.

The Lord of the Demon Luo Palace, her name, in the underworld where evil spirits gather, is the most feared.

She, who has reached the ninth level, is not only the strongest in the underworld, but also one of the strongest in the world. I heard from those Shuras that her strength is no less than that of the Jade Emperor. She only needs to recast the Book of Life and Death to achieve the position of the Underworld Emperor.

No one dared to question the majesty of the Lord of the Demon Palace, because those who did so were dead!

The Lord of the Palace held a meeting on the top floor of the Talisman Tower.

"Lord Tianxuan... welcome Lord Moruo." Lord Tianxuan said word by word.

The Lord of the Temple of the Demon Palace, who used to be fearful of the demons, has now lost his calm demeanor. In front of Lord Moruo, he tried his best to control the storm in his heart, so as not to kneel down directly.

Moruo stepped on heavy boots and took a step down, bringing a deafening reverberation, making everyone's breathing stagnate. She had a high nose bridge and eyes like stars, showing her flamboyance and confidence. Looking directly at her was like looking directly at death itself.

As the Lords of Yama Palace, their status and position are naturally divided into different levels.

The Lords of Guangwang Palace and Tianxuan Palace, who are located in the Southern Continent, are undoubtedly the weakest among the Ten Yama Palaces.

The Lords of Mo Luo Palace and Pingdeng Palace, who command the entire region and come to all directions, are the strongest.

The weakest and the strongest meet, and the result is predictable. If it weren't for the suppression of the Pingdeng formation, the Lord of Tianxuan Palace would not have the qualifications to look directly at the Lord of Mo Luo Palace.

"No need to talk too much, you should know that I am here for the main account of the Book of Life and Death. Handing over the main account to me as soon as possible will also be a relief for you and the people in the underworld here." Mo Luo said coldly.

The Tianxuan Palace Master just waved his hand: "The main account is the foundation of a palace, and it cannot be handed over to others easily... I hope that Palace Master Mo Luo will follow the rules agreed upon at the beginning."

"Are you talking about the talisman competition? Well, let me see what abilities the ghost messengers of your palace have." Mo Luo was not worried at all, but instead showed a few sneers.

As the Palace Master finished his discussion, it also meant the official start of the talisman competition.

Under the gaze of the crowd, Xuan Cheng came to the stage. In front of him was an ancient incense burner with three tall incense sticks inserted in it. He loudly informed everyone of the rules of this talisman competition:

"As you can see, the time limit for this talisman competition is three incense sticks. Before the three incense sticks are burned out, everyone can use the basic talisman-making materials provided in the competition as much as possible until you draw the most satisfactory talisman and submit it to me as the final judgment."

"Once the talisman is submitted, it is not allowed to be submitted again. Everyone must make sure that the talisman submitted to me is the best talisman drawn."

"Due to the special nature of this competition, the referee responsible for evaluating the talismans will no longer be the internal staff of Tianxuan Hall, but the talisman maker in Pingdeng Hall."

"The talisman competition begins now!"

As Xuan Cheng's words fell, white smoke came out from the top of one of the incense sticks.

The rising white smoke undoubtedly touched the hearts of all the contestants. It meant that the competition was officially started. All the talisman masters had no worries and showed their profound skills in the way of talismans.

Spiritual power surged, and strange phenomena appeared. The talismans that caused strange phenomena in the world were drawn by the talisman masters one after another. The top talismans that were rarely seen on weekdays also appeared from time to time.

Suddenly, one of the talisman masters was shining brightly in front of him. The dazzling light caused the other contestants to complain.

"High-level talismans! It's the breath of high-level talismans!"

"The competition has just started, and someone has made a high-level talisman!"

"I really don't know who will win this competition..."

Feeling the breath of the high-level talisman, everyone was not stingy with praise, and they also praised the talisman master who drew the high-level talisman.

Listening to everyone's words, Hua Xiaomei took a breath of cold air. Although she had long expected that it would be difficult for Nan Linghe to win the competition, she still underestimated the severity of the situation.

The competition had just begun, and someone had made a high-level talisman. Even if Nan Linghe successfully drew the rain-making talisman, with the quality of the intermediate talisman of the rain-making talisman, I am afraid it can only be lost in the crowd.

At this point, there is only one hope, that is to make a variant talisman.

Each variant talisman represents a very special effect, which is very different from the original effect of the talisman, and there are many extremely valuable ones.

Take the most basic soul-protecting talisman as an example. The variant talisman of the soul-protecting talisman has become a soul-sent talisman for summoning gods. The different and powerful effect makes the variant talisman extremely valuable and sought after by the talisman masters.

"With Nan Linghe's talent... he should be able to make a variant talisman, right?" Hua Xiaomei was full of worry. She stayed outside the field and could only focus her attention on the two people in the field.

Even Nan Linghe himself didn't know the answer to this question.

Feeling the magical and powerful talismans made by the master of talismans, Nan Linghe gradually lost his confidence in his heart and had to look at Ye Jie beside him for help: "Brother Jie, can I really... win this competition?"

Nan Linghe tightly grasped the corner of her clothes, and her eyes revealed nervousness and uneasiness. This competition was of great significance to both Ye Jie and her, but when it came to the stage, she was shrouded in timidity.

Her steps were heavy, her body could not move under the heavy pressure, her self-confidence began to waver, and she doubted whether she could meet this challenge.

Ye Jie looked at her uneasy expression and patted her head: "Are you scared? If you are, you can run away. You don't have to be brave all the time when facing challenges that don't belong to you."

Nan Linghe pursed her lips, but still shook her head firmly: "I want to help Brother Jie."

"In that case, let's do it. What else do we have to worry about? No matter what the result of the competition is, I will always believe in you, and what you have to do is to believe in yourself as I believe in you."

Encouraged by Ye Jie, Nan Linghe's expression was refreshed. Although she was still a little nervous, she knew that she was no longer alone in the face of challenges and difficulties.