Early the next morning, Su Pingan walked out of his house and strolled towards the residence of his junior sister next door.
When he arrived at his junior sister's residence, Su Ping'an knocked on the wooden door. The wooden door opened a gap on its own, and he pushed the door open and walked in.
Pink curtains came to my face, and the carpet under my feet was replaced with pink ones;
Behind the translucent screen, a familiar figure is lying on the bed facing inward, and the gauze skirt on her body makes some beautiful scenery faintly visible.
However, thinking that this was his junior sister who loved to cry, Su Ping'an didn't even look at it twice. He sat directly on the main seat of the main room and said:
"Ling'er, don't pretend to be asleep. Such an elegant sleeping posture doesn't look like you after falling asleep."
I only heard a coquettish voice coming from behind the screen: "Brother, I seem to be sick. I feel a little dizzy now, my head is a little dizzy, I can't do anything, my body is so weak that I can't use my strength."
Su Pingan nodded and stood up, "Let's talk about it tomorrow. It's not a big deal anyway."
"No!" Ling'er instantly broke through and said in a slightly dissatisfied tone of complaint: "Brother, sit tight! I'll come out right away!
Huh, today I have to explain why you came back two years later!"
Hearing a rustling sound, Ling'er quickly put on a long skirt and walked out from behind the screen, sitting on the left side of the table, staring at Su Pingan angrily.
Su Ping'an smiled helplessly and said, "Senior brother, I did encounter some accidents. Do you know, Li Zihan from Falling Sword Peak?"
"Well," Ling'er blinked and said, "The disciple of Luojian Peak who went to participate in the trial in the secret realm with you, senior brother, is a famous figure among the disciples of our half-step golden elixir stage and foundation-building stage. It is said that he is quite good.
Handsome."
Su Ping'an shook his head and said, "Remember, a man's handsomeness is always just an appearance.
Li Zihan wanted to kill me in the secret realm this time, and just because Wang Yun agreed to kill me, I gave him a first-grade treasure."
Ling'er held her chin, leaned against the square table, and said with a surprised look on her face.
"Ah! Senior brother, you are still alive, but I heard that Li Zihan is dead. Senior brother, are you so strong? You actually surpassed so many levels to kill Li Zihan."
"..." Ling'er's brain circuit was full of black lines in Su Ping'an's head, and he didn't know what to say for a moment.
"Your senior brother is not that strong..."
"No, senior brother, you are too humble. The results have proven that you are obviously super strong. Otherwise, why wouldn't you be dead and Li Zihan is still alive?" Ling'er looked at Su Pingan with admiration and argued.
Is this a crazy fan?
"..." Su Ping'an couldn't help but put a hand on his forehead.
"Junior sister, senior brother is really not that strong. Senior brother was almost killed by Li Zihan's flying sword. At this time, seven black foxes appeared carrying a giant bronze coffin. It was the existence inside the giant bronze coffin that saved me."
"Brother, you are making up stories for me again. Senior brother, why don't you admit it? Ling'er won't leak it."
Ling'er looked at Su Ping'an with an expression like "Senior brother, don't try to lie to me" and said.
"Ling'er, you know what that being is. He is a white fox who has been practicing for thousands of years."
Ling'er put on an expression that said, "I just don't believe it. No matter how you make up the story, if you can deceive me, I lose."
"Come on, I'd better not waste my time." Su Ping'an had no choice but to shake his head and said.
"Senior brother, I want to eat candied haws on a stick! I only have the last bunch of candied haws on a stick you gave me. I have always been reluctant to eat it. I'm afraid that after I finish eating this bunch, there will be nothing left." Linger flattened her mouth.
, Xuanran was about to cry and said aggrievedly.
Seeing the junior sister like this, Su Ping'an took out a bunch of candied haws that had been prepared last night, handed it to Ling'er, and said, "Senior brother has already prepared it for you, eat it."
Ling'er took the bunch of candied haws and took a bite immediately, with a happy smile on her face and dancing.
"I knew that senior brother loved me the most!
Senior brother, I still want to eat the roasted chicken wings you made. I haven't eaten them in two years. I feel so wronged and sad that I have lost weight." Ling'er patted her belly and said with a pout.
Su Ping'an looked at Ling'er's gem-like eyes, smiled like an old father, and then nodded and said: "Okay, senior brother will do it for you, but not today, senior brother has something to do today."
"Then tomorrow!" Linger pouted and said.
"Okay, senior brother will make it for you tomorrow."
"Senior brother is the best to Ling'er!"
...
Back at his residence, Su Ping'an thought, and the blue booklet Hu Yue gave him before appeared in his hands. Then he opened the blue booklet, and he found this booklet.
There are a total of 999 pages, and each page records the drawing method of a talisman and the materials required to draw this talisman.
"The simplest of the talismans recorded above are the eighth-grade yellow-level talisman. They require a cultivation level of at least fifth level of Foundation Establishment before they can be drawn, because the higher the level of the talisman, the more spiritual energy is consumed to draw the talisman."
Su Pingan couldn't help but sigh.
What the monks draw by arranging and combining different spells is called a talisman.
Drawing talismans is a monk's sub-profession. Drawing talismans, feng shui, formations, weapon refining, alchemy, and divination are all sub-professions. By relying on these sub-professions, monks can earn the spiritual stones they need for their own cultivation.
However, practicing these sub-professions requires a lot of time and spiritual stones, so most monks only practice one sub-profession, and some even do not practice any sub-professions.
According to Su Ping'an's previous understanding of the Fu Li master, Fu Li masters can be divided into three levels according to their levels: Heaven-level Fu Li masters, Earth-level Fu Li masters, Xuan-level Fu Li masters, and Huang-level Fu Li masters. The highest level can draw a sky-level Fu Li master.
Talisman masters of the ninth-grade Talisman can be called Tian-grade ninth-grade Talisman masters. Those who can draw only the first-grade Yellow-grade Talisman are called yellow-grade first-grade Talisman masters.
Tianzhaomen also has a Talisman Master, but this Talisman Master is only a ninth-level Talisman Master of the Huang rank. He cannot even draw the Heavenly Sword Talisman of the sixth rank of the Xuan rank.
In this fairy world, the art of drawing talismans is basically monopolized by some aristocratic families. Some of the talisman-drawing techniques circulated outside can only draw some yellow-level talismans. Therefore, the talisman of the Xuan-level or above is
Apart from these Fu Li families, only the top sects have the strength to train them.
Before drawing the talisman, you should keep these talisman combinations in mind. By constantly copying these talisman arrangements and combinations, you can only start to draw the talisman when you can complete it in one go and pick up the pen to place the talisman.
And drawing talismans requires 'talisman paper', 'spiritual sand', 'animal blood', and the most important talisman pen. The cheapest set costs hundreds of low-grade spiritual stones. As for those expensive packages, the price is
The sky-high price is beyond what Su Ping'an can afford...